Xu Sheng began to talk about the past, and he also wanted to raise Wei Yuanzong's worth, and deliberately pointed out things that the older generation of famous weapon refiners knew.

Xu Sheng said: "Ping'an, do you know where our human race's method of refining weapons first came from?"

"Where?" Li Ping'an said with a smile, "I looked at the records in the gate and it should be the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain."

"Yes."

The eyes of Old Immortal Xu are mostly memories:

"Yuxu Palace Fortune Golden Immortal Yun Zhongzi, you remember, the origin of our human race's method of refining weapons comes from this immortal.

"Yun Zhongzi is also our mentor.

"However, we can only be regarded as the teacher's registered disciples. The teacher was giving lectures to the human weapon refiners at that time, so he may not be able to remember people like us."

Li Ping'an blinked, and his Taoist mind became more alive than ever before.

With four combined and five elements in mind, can Senior Xu be considered a true disciple of Chanjiao?

It was at this time.

A white cloud floated slowly from the sky. On it was an old man with white hair and a ruddy face. There was a flower basket beside him, and the basket was filled with colorful rays of light.

If someone else looked at the sky, they would not be able to see this cloud at all.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have something. He calculated with his fingers and looked towards the coast of the East China Sea.

The old man murmured, and with a slight sweep of the whisk in his hand, his body turned into a stream of light and quietly fell towards Guanlan City.

What he said was...
Chapter completed!