Super System Plundering the Heaven

In Li Wuzhen's courtyard, Ye Yu quietly waited for a moment, and saw Li Wuzhen and Xing Meng walk out of the house.

"Brother, I just invited a casting master."

Li Wuzhen walked in front of Ye Yu, his eyes showing the look of expectation.

"It's Daleizi of Daomeng. On forging skills, he can rank among the top three in the whole country!"

Ye Yu frowned slightly, "brother, the choice of sword tyres is especially important! Can this sky lei work?"

Li Wuzhen said with a positive look, Shen Sheng said, "No problem! Since Tian Leizi dared to use this to teach his disciples to handle me, it shows that he is very confident!"

Ye Yu saw that Li Wuzhen was so sure, so he didn't say anything. Perhaps this thunder child had a secret technique and could forge a spiritual sword tyre.

Yan Jingjing, Daomeng headquarters.

"Haha ..."

A burst of laughter rang out from the Dao League headquarters.

Many Taoists in the department were startled.

"This sound ... seems to be Elder Tianleizi?"

"Nothing wrong! Elder Tian Leizi! Why is the elder so happy today?"

"... Maybe the elders have forged another amazing work!"

Tian Leizi, an elder of Daomeng, is over 70 years old.

But looking at his muscles, it looks like he is in his prime.

At this moment, the stature-bearing, rugged Taoist was laughing wildly.

"Haha ... Li Wuzhen, Li Wuzhen, I didn't expect you to ask me!"

After receiving a call from Li Wuzhen, Tian Leizi couldn't hide his smile anymore.

"Little ones!"

Tian Leizi greeted him.

Many Taoist priests in the refining cabinet of Daomeng headquarters responded loudly.

They were all Taoists who belonged to the Taoist Leaguer's Pavilion, and followed Tianleizi to forge the artifacts of the gods.

Tian Leizi looked around and said loudly, "Go and take out the golden iron master in the storeroom!"

Many disciples stunned, "The elder mother-of-pearl is so precious! Our Taoist League is just this one. Do you really want to use it?"

Tian Leizi nodded, and his rough face showed admiration, "Only the golden iron master is worthy of him Li Wuzhen!"

In the center of Yan Jing, Li Wuzhen is in the courtyard.

Xing Meng put down the phone in his hand and said to Li Wuzhen, "Uncle, senior Tian Leizi, they have already set off, and they should be there in ten minutes."

"They?" Li Wuzhen's eyes showed doubt.

Xing Meng laughed bitterly, "Senior Tian Leizi brought all the disciples in the Daomengliange Pavilion! He said he wanted to exercise them!"

Li Wuzhen snorted softly, "This old cow's nose! I still don't want to see my joke!"

But in the end it was Li Wuzhen who wanted to find a thunder.

Tian Leizi did this, Li Wuzhen really could not help him.

Sitting on the side of Li Wuzhen, Ye Yu looked at the depression on Li Wuzhen's face, and couldn't help laughing, "Brother, please be happy!"

"While I'm free now, I'll pass you the sword sword art first!"

"Now?" Li Wuzhen looked at Ye Yu in amazement. "Tian Leizi they have ten minutes to come. Is it enough time for me now?"

Ye Yu waved his hand, "Relax, it's enough!"

Li Wuzhen heard a few doubts in his eyes. To know a piece of practice to thoroughly understand it, Li Wuzhen's understanding must take ten days and a half months.

However, Ye Yu said that the teaching can be completed in ten minutes. How can this not let Li Wuzhen be confused?

"Master, don't be sloppy about the exercises! Notice that even if one of the meanings is wrong, it will have unpredictable consequences!"

Ye Yu chuckled, signalling Li Wuzhen not to worry.

"Brother, rest assured. The sword art I passed on to you is absolutely the same as what I have learned!"