In the restaurant, Xuanyuan Mingkong and Moque sat by the window, drinking together while watching the people passing by on the street.
"Another disciple of the Dao Palace who has been on the Star Ranking has also come to Lizhou to kill you with his own hands, seize your Xutian Cauldron, cut off the martial arts, and avenge Qin Yuanming."
"You killed Xiao Wuyu in Hanzhou earlier, and the Xiao family also sent several True Heaven Realm experts to stop you in this state."
"Tianjian Palace Feng Yiming, although I don't know what grudges you have with him, after he came to this state, he went around to inquire about your whereabouts."
While Xuanyuan Mingkong was drinking, he explained to Mo Que how many people in Lizhou wanted to kill him.
Mo Que was practicing martial arts, and these people all guessed that he would definitely come to Lizhou, so they all gathered here to take his life.
"Let me tell you, how much do you deserve to be hated by people? Not long after you left Qingzhou, you already have so many enemies!" Xuanyuan Mingkong looked at Mo Que with great interest.
Mo Que could only shake his head. Almost none of these people were provoked by him, and most of them were found on his own initiative.
"Lizhou was the holy land of martial arts in Baizhou in the past. Although martial arts has declined, there are rumors that there was a treasure in Wuji Palace that was wandering in this state, and no one has ever found it."
Xuanyuan Mingkong drank up a bottle of wine and said: "And I have inquired about it. It seems that there are still descendants of martial arts in this state, but no one knows where they are."
Martial arts is in decline and cannot be tolerated in the world. Just like the Qingzhou Martial Arts Palace, just because there is a successor like Mo Que, it is targeted by the Taoist Palace.
The same is true in Lizhou. It is difficult for descendants of martial arts to survive. Wuji Palace was destroyed back then. If descendants of martial arts appear in this world, they will be immediately wiped out.
Mo Que couldn't help but think of what the Purple Emperor said before he passed away. A great chaos was coming and martial arts would become extinct. It was because of the impetus of a supreme figure, who seemed to be planning something for some kind of great chaos.
He thought for a while and said: "Since so many people are looking for me in Lizhou, then tell them that I am already here!"
Xuanyuan Mingkong immediately understood what he meant and said, "Are you trying to deliberately make a big noise? If the descendants of this state's martial arts know of your arrival, they will take the initiative to find you?"
Martial arts are in decline, and those who practice them can only hug each other to stay warm.
Moque was extremely talented and powerful. If there were any descendants of Wuji Palace alive, they would be in contact with him.
"However, you are playing with fire!" Xuanyuan Mingkong said: "Now that so many people want to kill you, if you take the initiative to expose your whereabouts, aren't you calling them to kill you?"
"What's coming is inevitable!" Mo Que pondered for a moment and said, "However, my current strength is still a bit difficult to face the True Heaven Realm. I need to improve my strength first."
Xuanyuan Mingkong looked at him with a strange expression. Do you think that improving your strength is drinking water? If you want to improve, just improve?
Mo Que didn't bother to explain. After drinking the wine in the pot, he said goodbye to Xuanyuan Mingkong and came to Zhaixing Tower alone.
"It turns out that Mr. Mo is here, what should I say?" The host of Lizhou showed up in person to receive Mo Que.
When Mo Que was in Hanzhou before, the owner of that state had expressed goodwill to him on behalf of Zhaixing Tower. Now that Mo Que has arrived in Lizhou, the owner of this state has obviously been notified.
The poster is in his thirties and his name is Wu Hantian.
Mo Que didn't mince words and explained his purpose: "There are various treasures for sale in the Star Reaching Tower, including many weapons. I think you should know some weapon refiners, right?"
"Of course." Wu Hantian nodded and said, "We in Zhaixing Tower have good relations with many weapon refiners, and the weapons in the building are provided by those weapon refiners."
Mo Tiao nodded and said: "I want to find an earth-level weapon refiner to make a weapon for me. I wonder if Mr. Wu can help?"
"Earth level weapon refiner?" Wu Hantian was slightly stunned.
Once you reach the earth level, you can use the power of the earth to refine weapons. Every weapon crafted by this kind of weapon refiner is a treasure.
Although Mo Que's current strength is comparable to the peak of the Void Heaven Realm, he can't use earth-level weapons, and he can't afford the price.
But Wu Hantian didn't think too much about it and said: "This is not difficult. Within Lizhou, we have several earth-level weapon refiners enshrined in our Zhaixing Tower. Please wait a moment, Mr. Mo."
He left Mo Que behind and left alone.
Arriving at a deserted place, Wu Hantian took out the jade messenger charm and sent a message: "He is looking for an earth-level weapon refiner."
After a while, Fu Zhong replied: "Yes."
Wu Hantian no longer hesitated and immediately sent a message, notifying the earth-level weapon refiner to come.
Not long after, Mo Que saw a gray-haired old man.
Although the old man was old, he still had the arrogance of being an earth-level weapon refiner in his brows. He frowned at Mo Que and said, "Is it you, a little kid, who wants to refine weapons with me?"
Tweet!
As if he was dissatisfied with the old man's arrogance, the little red bird on Mo Que's shoulder called at him several times.
"Do you know the cost of refining an earth-level weapon for me? Even those in the True Heaven realm may not be able to afford it. What price can you, a little kid, give me?" The old man was full of arrogance and seemed extremely reluctant.
Help Mo Que refine the weapon.
"Earth-level weapon refiners must be in great need of a land of creation that contains the power of the earth, right?" Mo Que was not angry and said, "I wonder if a cold spirit earth vein is enough?"
"You...what did you say?" The old man's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he said: "You...you are telling the truth. Do you really have the cold spirit earth veins?"
"Whoa!" Mo Que flipped his hand, and a white cold light appeared in his hand, condensing and not dissipating, with a hint of chill in it.
"It's such a cold spirit. Where did you get it?" The old man's expression at this moment was as if he had met his biological parents.
For an Earth-level weapon refiner, the most difficult thing is not the skill of refining the weapon, but finding the place of creation that contains the power of the earth.
It should be noted that those places are extremely rare, and many weapon refiners may not be able to find one in their lifetime, and even if they find it, the power of the earth contained must be consistent with the weapon they are forging, otherwise it will be difficult to succeed.
Although the cold spirit energy in Mo Que's hand may not be suitable for him to refine weapons, it can at least allow him to exchange it with other earth-level weapon refiners for weapons of equal value.
"I don't know if this thing is enough for you to refine weapons?" Mo Que asked with a smile.
He also discovered this by accident. Now as he traveled through the states, the illusory world in the map was illuminated one by one. When he used the divine map to sense the heaven and earth, it became clearer.
This cold spirit vein, hidden deep underground, was exactly what he had inadvertently felt while walking along and feeling the power of heaven and earth.
"Enough, enough!" The old man changed his previous attitude and said with a smile: "I wonder what weapons you want to make, little friend?"
Although this kind of person is only interested in profit, at least he is honest and honest, which is better than those villains who hide their knives with a smile.
Mo Que didn't care about his previous pride and said: "This matter is relatively secretive. I don't know where the old gentleman's weapon refining place is. We will talk about it when we get there."
"Okay, okay!" The old man now regarded Moque as a treasure and agreed repeatedly, saying, "Then let's go now."