
The externally obtained spirit bones unexpectedly distracted Mo Lin to some extent, but he did not forget what he was here for.
Merlin used both of his hands again and began to explore his memories.
Countless memory fragments flashed through his mind, and after searching for half an hour, Mo Lin finally found the memory he wanted.
In my memory, my parents were surrounded by a heavy siege. A man with a sledgehammer and a mask stood in front of all the pursuers. Mo Lin could recognize the hammer when it turned into ash. It was the Clear Sky Hammer.
But this information was not important, because Mo Lin had long speculated about this kind of thing, and he was more concerned about the martial spirit than the other pursuers.
I must say that the Bright Sky Sect has done a good job in this. Mo Lin searched for a long time within his visual range. Except for the leader, there was no spirit pursuer that came from a certain large family. They were all free spirit masters hired, and the final result of these mercenaries was expected to be annihilated secretly by the Bright Sky Sect. If Mo Lin was asked to find these participants now, other than the leaders, they might not even be able to find their ashes Where.
After finally getting both hands, he thought he could find past clues in his memory, but now this situation left Mo Lin a little disappointed, but he was unwilling to give up.
'No, I must have missed something. It was impossible for the Bright Sky Sect to send just one Spirit Master from its own sect to lead so many mercenaries. There must be another Bright Sky Sect person hiding amongst them. Wait, this is the sharp point of Swift's Tail! '
Mo Lin finally found the key clue. On the edge of the range seen in his memories, there was a soul master whose body was blocked by shadows. His martial soul did not look so obvious, but his sickle-like wings and pointed Tail were too typical, and it was only possible for the sharp-tailed Swift, though, the martial soul of the Minzhi clan who once served in the Bright Sky Sect.
A smile appeared on Merlin's face,
'The Minzhi family, right? We need to find a chance to see them. '
After finishing all the destinations, Mo Lin naturally left the Aken Mountains, but there was still a long time before the end of the vacation. In addition to the usual annual visits to the Village of the Holy Spirit to visit the old man, Mo Lin also planned to go to the metal capital of the city of Gengxin.
The rare metal from the hole of the elders and the alloy that Auntie Dong gave was almost the same.Mo Lin's goal in the future was not just to build a soul tool for himself.
As the main city of the Luo Star Empire, Gengxin City was located in the southwest of the region, close to the interior, Mo Lin took five days to arrive by train.
The first thing Mo Lin did when he arrived in the city was to go to the local Spirit Hall, show his mark to the guards, and respectfully be invited in.
In the main hall, a man with a crooked nose, small eyes, a large mouth, and a wrinkled face walked up to Mo Lin with a full smile: a:
"Today, the youngest name is Miles, is the person in charge of the Gengxin City Spirit Hall, do you need me to do something for you?"
"First help me prepare the restroom, prepare some food, then give this to me Lou Gao, president of the Iron Clever Association. You should be able to do this, right?"
Merlin took out a small package from the bracelet.
Miles first called a soldier, said a few words, and then looked at the package curiously: 'More:
"Sir, this is ..."
Merlin looked at Miles coldly:
"You're not too young, why don't you even understand some basic principles."
Myerston was sweating coldly:
"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm a little talkative."
"After handing over the items to him, tell him that if he is interested in this, come to Wuhun Hall to find me, and don't be too arrogant, please, I don't want to have a bad relationship with the Iron Clever Association. ." After Mo Lin finished speaking, he followed the Soldier away to his room.
In the afternoon, Mo Lin was cultivating his soul force inside the room when the voice of a soldier came from outside the door:
"Master, President Lou Gao is here."
Mo Lin followed the soldiers to the main hall, and a 1.6-meter-tall squatting old man paced nonstop with something in his hands: a:
Miles had originally looked down on the blacksmith. Normally, when the building wanted to talk to him like this, he had already started to ridicule him, but since Merlin told him not to contradict the Iron Clever Association, he held it back the entire time:
"President Lou Gao, don't worry, I've sent someone to invite that master."
"President Lou Gao, nice to meet you."
Mo Lin walked into the main hall and became the first to greet.
Lou Gao turned to look at Mo Lin and frowned:
"You?"
"In Xia Molin, didn't President Lou Gao come here to look for me?"
Merlin maintained a polite appearance.
The height of the building looked up and down Mo Lin, it was just a child:
"Do you know the man who made this thing?"
Mo Lin showed a smile like the spring breeze:
"You're kidding, now the black battle armor in your hand is made here."
The thing that Mo Lin seduced Lou Gao was the black war armor. In terms of defensive strength, the black battle armor could be said to be one of the best in this world, even comparable to some of the spirit~ bones and could also be folded, shrunk, shrunk, looks like a bracelet or leg ring after shrinking, which is hidden and easy to carry.
When Lou Gao learned of the characteristics of this black battle armor, he was very interested in it. In his opinion, compared to this black battle armor, the things he forged before were nothing but trash, so he ran all the way. He rushed to the Wuhun Hall, wanting to know the origin of these sacred objects.
But Lou Gao looked at Mo Lin, who was about ten years old, with a look of disbelief:
"Stop kidding, how old are you? You did it, stop joking."
Merlin still maintained his previous stance:
"Dearly enough. Age does not mean strength. Some people are unable to reach the heights they can reach throughout their lives, and they often cannot be compared to those geniuses."
“Do you mean that I, the president of the Iron Clever Association, am just a mediocre genius who cannot be compared to your genius?” Lou Gao was obviously a little unhappy.
Mo Lin leaned against his side and made an invitation gesture to the door:
"Since President Lou doesn't believe it, you can return the black battle armor to me and walk outside the gate. We will pretend that this incident never happened. What say?"
“You really made this thing?” Lou Gao saw that Mo Lin was very confident and calm, and he began to believe that this black battle armor was made by Mo Lin.
"I've already said the answer to this question before. You can think about it for a moment. If you make a decision, you can choose to come to me, but I plan to leave tomorrow. You must hurry."
After Merlin finished speaking, he walked out.
Lou Gao looked towards Mo Lin who was walking out, and then at the black armor in his hand. He stood there thinking for a while, and made a decision:
"Myers, where's Merlin's room?"
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