"Senior Yuankong, you have been waiting for a long time."

On the second floor of Wanbing Pavilion, in a magnificent room, Chu Yun, who was dressed as an old man again, sat comfortably on a soft chair, leisurely tasting the fragrant tea in his hand. At this moment, a honest voice suddenly sounded, and the door of the room was gently pushed open. Then the Wanbing Pavilion clerk named Hu Er walked in with a smile.

Behind him were two burly men. At this time, on the shoulders of the two men, they worked together to carry a huge blade. The giant blade was about one and a half meters long and one foot wide, and was extremely heavy. Even the two men with seven-level martial arts cultivation level were extremely difficult to carry it.

"Senior, please see, this is Han Feng."

Hu Er pointed to the giant blades on the shoulders of the two big men and said with a smile: "I laughed at the seniors. This cold front is extremely heavy, weighing 3,600 kilograms. His cultivation must reach at least the eighth level of martial arts before he can barely dance."

"It's so heavy!"

Chu Yun was slightly surprised when he heard this. When he was watching the Yuan soldiers' album that day, he only saw the specific size of the Yuan soldiers, but did not write down the weight of the Yuan soldiers. Chu Yun thought that the cold front was only seven or eight hundred kilograms at the time, so he would never have thought that it would have such a heavy weight.

However, after thinking for a little, Chu Yun also understood that the Yuan soldiers were originally the special weapons for the Zhufu warriors. With the arm strength of the Zhufu warriors, the weight of only more than 3,000 kilograms is indeed not worth mentioning.

"Fortunately, my cultivation level has reached the sixth level and my strength has increased greatly. Otherwise, I would have been making a fool of myself today."

Chu Yun nodded when he heard this, stood up calmly, walked to the middle of the two big men, stretched out a left hand with black gloves, held the huge and heavy cold front with one hand, held the handle of the knife in his right hand, and carefully checked the cold front's appearance.

I saw that this sharp blade called Han Feng was simple in shape. Compared with the shape of all the fierce swords that Chu Yun had before, there was almost no big difference. Han Feng's shape was like an ordinary machete, but it was much larger.

The only special thing is that its scabbard has a gap on the side, which can easily pull out the huge cold edge directly from the side of the scabbard without worrying that the arm is too short and cannot be pulled out quickly.

Holding the cold front in his hand, Chu Yun suddenly remembered that the huge blade used by a man who belonged to the city lord's mansion and an iron tower in the valley was almost exactly the same as the cold front in his hand. He couldn't help but realize that when the cold front was first built, he specially made it for the man. However, because something went wrong in the construction process, Chu Yun finally got the advantage.

Chu Yun raised his right hand and saw a silver light suddenly appear. A huge blade emitting a hint of cold air appeared in the room. As soon as the cold front appeared, Chu Yun immediately felt that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot.

The cold front in Chu Yun's hand was silver-white all over, with a narrow blade and a thick back. The blade was extremely sharp. Just one glance at it, it made people frightened, as if it could hurt both eyes even through the distant sky.

Chu Yun held the cold front in his hand and suddenly took a step forward. The cold front in his hand was waving, and the cold light flashed, and the sword shadow was heavy. Chu Yun swept in with a knife frame, and the spirit was gone, slashing and slashing, and it was extremely powerful and powerful, like a tiger rushing forward, and its momentum was horrifying.

"Good knife technique!"

Although the three martial artists present at the seventh level of martial arts were only responsible for selling weapons in the Wanbing Pavilion, they were also a little wise as the seventh level of martial artists. At this time, seeing Chu Yun waved his sword skills, he knew that Chu Yun's sword skills were also very profound, and he was sincerely applauding.

Hu Er clapped his hands repeatedly and praised: "Senior's sword technique is simple and direct, and he can directly cut the key points. Although the knife style is simple, it is the true meaning of the sword technique."

"This is nothing. The sword technique is not what I am good at, it is just a wild way." Chu Yun put away the knife, his tone was faint, and it was quite unfathomable.

"Senior, I'm joking. Although you have only a few tricks at your level, you have benefited a lot from me." Hu Er said respectfully.

"Well, I'm quite satisfied with this Han Feng. I just don't know if the six pairs of armor I customized have been customized." Chu Yun put Han Feng in the scabbard and asked lightly.

"Sir, I have ordered someone to pick it up and will be delivered soon." Hu Er replied.

When Chu Yun heard this, he nodded, leaned Han Feng aside, sat on the chair again, and tasted the tea. Hu Er was serving him carefully and chatting with Chu Yun from time to time.

At first, Chu Yun didn't care, but as the chat deepened, Chu Yun suddenly realized that the Hu Er seemed to be secretly exploring his background, and the traces of inquiry were extremely hidden, with almost no flaws revealed.

But who is Chu Yun? Not to mention that he is naturally agile, even when he gets along with Mr. Ye, he has been influenced by Mr. Ye in a subtle way.

"I didn't expect that Hu Er looked like a silly person, but his mind was extremely agile. It seems that the world is indeed as Mr. Ye said, everything cannot be judged only from the appearance, but it is not so easy to get my background."

Chu Yun's heart moved and he started to talk with Hu Er from all over the world, saying one by one, and from time to time that Mr. Ye told him, which completely made Hu Er confused.

After a while, Hu Er had no gains at all, so he had no choice but to give up. Listening to Chu Yun's cheerful and speechlessly, he whispered helplessly.

After half an hour, the door of the room was pushed open again, and the three warriors walked in with a tray in their hands, with two pairs of armor on them.

"Senior Yuankong, your armor." Hu Er felt relieved when he saw the three of them coming in and whispered, and then he understood the three warriors to show the armor to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun took the armor and saw that the appearance of the armor was exactly the same as that of the Hunting King's Young Hunting Standard Armor, without any difference, but its material and workmanship were completely different.

The main body of the armor of the ordinary boy hunting war is made of three layers of ordinary animal skin, and is covered with only a layer of ordinary wild beast skin in some important parts. It can only resist the full-strength attack of the sixth level of martial arts.

However, the armor customized by Chu Yun is completely made of wild beast skins at the leader level. It is extremely tough. It not only does not invade water and fire, but also completely ignores weapons with grades below Yuan soldiers. Even low-level Yuan soldiers are extremely difficult to cut.

At the same time, it can withstand the strong attacks of warriors below the Zhufu stage. Facing the strong attacks of warriors at the first and second levels of Zhufu, it can greatly slow down the intensity. Especially the iron ground dragon armor customized by Chu Yun for himself, which is even more extraordinary.

Chu Yun gently stroked the armor, and felt that the armor was softer than ordinary armor, and it was well-made, and there was no trace of stitching at all.

"What do you think of senior?" Hu Er asked.

"Yes, I'm very satisfied." Chu Yun nodded, took out fifteen silver notes with a denomination of 10,000 taels from his arms, handed them to Hu Er, and said, "This is the 150,000 taels of silver that Han Feng bought, please check it out."

"No, no, Senior Yuan Kong is a noble person in the Hou Mansion. How can I be worried about the young one?"

Hu Er smiled and took out the silver note, and at the same time took out a small spear about half an inch long from his arms, saying, "Senior, this is a special certificate made by our Wanbing Pavilion for VIPs. In the future, when you come to Wanbing Pavilion, you can enjoy a 10% discount on all weapons, and you can also enjoy the various convenient services we have prepared for VIPs."

After taking the small spear handed over by Hu Er, Chu Yun put it in his hand and looked at it carefully. He saw that the small spear was exquisitely crafted and almost certainly the real spear was, but the material was a bit special. Although it was extremely hard, it did not look like metal.

When Hu Er saw Chu Yun look at the small spear in his hand, he also introduced: "Senior, this small spear is made of a rare iron tree branch produced in the deep dark and deserted forest. It is made of wood, but it is as hard as iron, and it is very precious."

"Yeah, it's good, that's right, I'm thankful." Chu Yun put the little spear in his arms and said lightly: "Since the business is finished, I won't leave much, so I'll say goodbye."

After Chu Yun said that, he tied the six pairs of armor that had been wrapped up to Han Feng, and then, in everyone's surprise eyes, he directly carried Han Feng and walked out of Wanbing Pavilion carelessly.

Chu Yun's actions made all the warriors present stunned and were extremely surprised. It was normal for a noble important figure in the Marquis' Mansion to be without servants to follow him. After all, some people with strange tempers always like to go alone.

But like Chu Yun, there are very few "big figures" who carry huge Yuan soldiers and armor, after all, Wanbing Pavilion also has a delivery service.

But Chu Yun didn't care at all, and even did it intentionally. At this moment, he had already discovered from Hu Er's words and deeds that his identity had already aroused the suspicion of Wanbing Pavilion, so he simply let go and acted freely, which made everyone in Wanbing Pavilion even more confused, and he was worried and did not dare to take action against him at will.

Hu Er was careful all the way and saw Chu Yun away, then immediately returned to a room inside Wanbing Pavilion. At this time, a man about fifty years old and white-faced bearded was sitting in the room, holding a note and flipping through it casually. When he saw Hu Er come in, he put down the book in his hand and said lightly: "Was that man gone?"

"Let's go." Hu Er replied respectfully.

"Have you ever found out?" Shu Long asked.

"No, Master San, this person is very alert. I just asked a little, and he noticed it." Hu Er replied, and then he thought for a while, thinking for a while, and hesitated: "Mr. San, I don't think he looks like a person near Yuntai City. Although his words are perverse, I have never heard of many anecdotes and place names, but I have some belief in my subordinates for some reason."

"Oh? Then you can tell me what the man said." Shu Long said.

When Hu Er heard this, he repeated some of the words that Chu Yun said one by one. Shu Long didn't care at first, but when he heard the word "Dongzhou", his expression suddenly changed, and his tone was a little anxious.

"You said he mentioned the word Dongzhou many times." Shu Long asked anxiously.

"Yes, what else did he say? He had met a saint who was as beautiful as a fairy." Hu Ermeng said with disdain and laughed.

"Dongzhou, Saint..." Shu Long thought about it when he heard this, and repeated a few words repeatedly, and then as if he realized something, his heart couldn't help but jump up wildly.

"Holy Maiden, Holy Land, Dongzhou Holy Land, the treasure refers to." Shu Long shouted in his heart, and his emotions were extremely excited, his body trembled slightly, almost unable to hold back and was about to jump out of the chair.

"Third Master?" Hu Er also noticed the subtle changes of Shu Long at this time and couldn't help but whisper.

Shu Long seemed to have never heard Hu Er's voice. He first closed his eyes tightly, his breath was a little fluctuating, and then suddenly "live" and stood up from the chair, saying hurriedly: "Check, check, mobilize all manpower, find him out, and find out his identity."

Shu Long calmed down his hoarse voice because he was too anxious and ordered solemnly: "Remember, you must be concealed in your actions and must not let outsiders know. You must find out at all costs."

"Yes, the shopkeeper, I'll do it now." Hu Er saw that Shu Long seemed to pay great attention to this matter, and immediately responded and turned around and walked out of the room.

"I finally found the key clue, I hope I won't disappoint."

After a long time, Shu Long looked at Hu Er's figure who was leaving, reached out and touched a slightly raised place on his chest, and whispered to himself: "Can my ancestors finally get the clues that I have been searching for for three hundred years and have never obtained? Can I finally get them in my generation?"

"What secret is hidden behind the word Dongzhou? Why did several generations of ancestors search through all the books and collections, but they couldn't find the word Dongzhou, as if these two words were a taboo!"
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