The level of the fate represents a person's greatest achievement limit.

To a certain extent, the number of deadly entries represents a person's potential. The more entries there are, the greater the possibility of reaching the upper limit of achievement.

This is not difficult to understand.

A person's highest achievement is a summary of all aspects, family background, martial arts, etc.

But there are differences on the weapons. Whether it is the Night Demon Sword, the Panlong Stick or the Two-Edged Sword, the fate on it is more like a summary of its certain characteristics.

A weapon is different from a human being. If there is no external force involved, it will only lead with the passage of time and will not grow again.

Therefore, the material of the weapon itself is also extremely important.

Therefore, the two-edged sword was once broken by the scruffy Taoist's sword finger, and the other was once broken by the thousand-level Panlong stick.

"Thousands of refining should have eight fates..."

Yang Yu was both focused and used both ways. While hitting the heavy hammer, he was also thinking about the choice of eight fates.

He has gained a lot of weapons along the way, and he has a lot of fate. It takes some thought to decide how to match it.

call!

The bellows were pulled violently, and the blacksmiths were already sweating profusely, but they were still looking at the beating weapon in front of them.

Since ancient times, the creation of top-notch weapons has been in the hands of a few people.

Northwest Road is already a land of iron and military smelting. There are only a handful of people who can master the weapons of a hundred forging level, let alone the ones in front of you, it is very likely that they are a magic weapon of a thousand refinement level.

"According to legend, the real divine weapon has the 'divine seed'..."

In the fireworks, Yang Yu thought about it, but he couldn't help but think of "Fate belongs to Greedy Wolf", which means that the most suitable god seed for this sword is Greedy Wolf.

Even his thoughts flew away, remembering the two Taoist fruits he had bought...

"Qian Sha, Pojun, Gan Lang..."

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Unlike the barren Longyuan, Northwest Road has mines and pastures, which are even richer, and the great tribes in the road are far more than Longyuan.

There are as many as thirty names in the Northwest City alone, and the eight most powerful ones are collectively called the Northwest Eight Clans.

The Xie family is one of them, and there is a vague trend of being the largest clan in Northwest Road.

In front of the Xie Family Ancestral Hall, a crowd of people were surging, and hundreds of tribes gathered here to worship their ancestors. After the long process was completed, most of the tribes dispersed.

Only the old men of minority stayed.

In the dark ancestral hall, the elders of the clan burned incense one by one, looked at the old man who wiped the tablets of his ancestors.

He was an old man with a very long body and an excellent appearance. He looked around seventy years old, but in fact, he was nearly ninety years old.

It is the current leader of the Xie clan, Xie Hui.

"Looking back to the past, my ancestors of the Xie clan followed the King of Northwest to this frontier, and built this great foundation with great difficulty.

From a small refugee to the present, the head of the eight families in Northwest Road is not the blessing of God, but the courage to fight and fight from generation to generation, and sacrifice their lives and blood..."

Xie Hui carefully wiped the ancestral tablet, his voice was dull:

"My ancestors were far away from our strength today, but in the face of complex situations, they still dared to compete for the first place! Do we, the descendants, have to abandon their family business and flee without fighting?"

The calm voice echoed in the ancestral hall, causing the expressions of the elders to change.

"Brother, it's not that we don't have courage, but that our ancestors are the most important. Yang Yu's methods are fierce and his martial arts are extremely high. We fight with him, but I'm afraid there is no chance of winning..."

Some clan elder sighed and advised:

"This guy is alone and will not occupy the Northwest Road. We will be the first to be the best. In the future, we will remain the king of the Northwest..."

As soon as he spoke, the other elders nodded and agreed.

That day, there were two battles outside the city. Many of them watched the battle, but they really didn't have the idea of ​​competing with it.

Such peerless force is simply shocking!

"Do you think he will leave?"

Xie Hui sneered and shook his head:

"Look at what he did! In the past ten days, he captured the entire Zhang clan, opened a warehouse to provide relief to the victims, and had many familiar officials, confiscated the military power of many generals and school officials...

Relief, administration, public security... after one by one, do you think he will really leave?"

"this……"

"But he has no foundation. Secondly, he is still wanted by the imperial court. Could it be that he still wants to gain a foothold in this Northwest Road?"

"Are the patriarch worried too much? This person offended the court, because he was afraid that the master who came to capture and kill him would be on the way?"

...

The elders of the clan looked at each other, a little shaken, but still felt a little lucky.

"Actually, you all know it in your heart. You are just afraid of the thief's martial arts and unconsciously want to avoid it..."

Everyone's thoughts, Xie Hui looked at the fire like a deep impression:

"Just ask yourself, don't say that it is the current world, or the peace year. Where can I go if I am away from this Northwest Road?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

"We are not refugees, not mud legs, but family members! We have been the best people for generations!

Wearing brocade clothes, eating delicious food, and living a life of placing thousands of acres of fields and whipping hundreds of slaves! This day will never happen again after leaving the Northwest Road!"

Xie Hui looked indifferent:

"That lowly person thinks that his martial arts are very powerful and he is going to pull out our foundation. You can tolerate it, but I can't do it!"

quiet!

After hearing this, the elders of the clan fell silent. Although they were still timid in their hearts, they knew that they could no longer refute it.

"Brother, do you have the confidence to say this?"

The old man who first stood out seemed to remember something and asked carefully.

"Let's go, everyone, calculate the time, the guests, it's time to come!"

Xie Hui smiled and said nothing, and walked out of the ancestral hall with a long sleeve.

The elders of the clan were worried and nervous, but they had to bite the bullet and follow him and came to the backyard, and were shocked.

I saw that there were already many people inside and outside the small courtyard. I glanced at it and saw that all the masters and guest officials in the family were listed.

"Big Brother? (Class leader)"

The elders of the Xie family then realized that the clan leader had already had an idea, but he couldn't help but worry.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content below! As the leader of the eight great masters in the northwest, there is no need to say much about the power of the clan. Without masters, you cannot protect your huge foundation.

But that is a peerless master who can even suppress the Northwest King. If he loses...

"Everyone, let's talk in detail."

Xie Hui bowed his hand slightly and signaled the guards to guard outside. He stepped into the courtyard. The rest of the people were taciturn and followed them into the courtyard.

Apart from a wall, there is a unique world. Only half of the courtyard is on it, and most of it is still underground, and the tunnel is extremely long!

“This tunnel…”

Looking at the candlelight from near to far away, not to mention the guest officials, even the elders of the Xie family were shocked.

The secret room is naturally not unfamiliar to them, but this tunnel is invisible, not knowing how many miles or dozens of miles, but they don’t know?

"This tunnel was cultivated by our ancestors. Only the patriarchs of all generations would have learned that it was originally a digging of the ancestors to guard against Zhang..."

Xie Hui explained casually.

This Tao is not unique to the Xie family, but is the common tacit understanding of many major families who built the city with the Zhang family four hundred years ago.

After walking slowly, after a long alleyway, my eyes suddenly became clear. Below it was an underground palace with a huge space!

There was already someone under the bright candlelight. There were so many people who glanced at it!

"Brother Xie!"

Seeing the Xie family members, the people in the underground palace stood up to greet them.

Several clan elders were shocked. These people were actually masters of other big clans. They glanced at each other and there were many acquaintances!

"It's better to come quickly."

Xie Hui smiled and bowed and moved forward.

The other heads of the family also stepped forward one after another, and the masters of the various schools understood and retreated.

"It is related to the rise and fall of the family, life and death of the clan. How can we not be happy? How dare we not be happy?"

The head of the Wang clan is a thin old man with a strong scholarly spirit. He once served as the governor of Xingzhou and has a wide connection.
To be continued...