Douluo: Possess Eight Magic Skills

The external spirit bone obtained by accident diverted Mo Lin's attention to a certain extent, but he did not forget what he was here for.

Mo Lin used both hands again and began to explore his memory.

Countless memory fragments flashed across his mind, and after searching for half an hour, Mo Lin finally found the memory he wanted.

In my memory, my parents were under heavy siege, and a masked man with a sledgehammer was standing in front of all the pursuers. Mo Lin could recognize that hammer when it turned into ashes, it was the Clear Sky Hammer.

But this information is not critical, because Mo Lin has already speculated about this kind of thing, and he is more concerned about the martial souls of other pursuers.

It has to be said that Haotianzong did a good job in this matter. Mo Lin searched for a long time within his visual range, except for the leader, none of the hunters' spirits came from a certain big family. They are all hired free soul masters, and the final outcome of these mercenaries is estimated to be secretly disposed of by Haotianzong. If Mo Lin is asked to find these participants now, except for the leader, they may not even find their ashes Where.

After finally getting both hands, he thought he could find the clues of the year in his memory, but the current situation made Molin a little disappointed. However, he was not willing to give up just like that.

'No, I must have missed something. It is impossible for the Clear Sky School to send only one soul master from their own sect to lead so many mercenaries. There must be other people from the Clear Sky School hidden in it. Swift! '

Mo Lin finally found a key clue. At the edge of the visible range in his memory, there was a soul master's body covered by shadows, and his martial soul didn't look so clear, but the sickle-like wings and The pointed tail is so characteristic, it can only be the sharp-tailed Swift, the spirit of the Min clan who once served in the Clear Sky School.

A smile appeared on Merlin's face,

‘The Min family, right? I need to find a chance to meet them. '

After completing all the goals, Mo Lin naturally left the Aken Mountains, but there is still a long time before the end of the holiday. In addition to the usual visit to the Holy Soul Village every year to see his fathers and villagers, Mo Lin also plans to go to Gengxin, the metal capital city.

The rare metals from the Elder's Hall pit and the alloys Bibi Dong gave were almost used up. Mo Lin's goal in the future is not just to build a soul tool for himself.

As the main city of the Star Luo Empire, Geng Xin City is located in the southwest of the territory, close to the inland, and it took Mo Lin five days to arrive in a carriage.

The first thing Mo Lin did after arriving in the city was to go to the local Wuhun Hall, he showed his token to the guards, and was respectfully invited in.

In the main hall, a man with a hooked nose, small eyes, a big mouth, and a wrinkled face walked up to Mo Lin with a smile on his face:

"This lord, the younger one's name is Miles, he is the person in charge of the Wuhun Temple in Gengxin City, what do you need me to do for you?"

"First help me prepare a rest room and some food, and then, help me deliver this to Lou Gao, the president of the blacksmith association. You should be able to do this, right?"

Mo Lin took out a small package from the bracelet.

Miles first called a soldier over, said a few words, and then looked at the package curiously:

"My lord, this thing is..."

Merlin looked at Miles coldly:

"You're not too young, why don't you even understand some basic truths."

Myles broke out in a cold sweat:

"My lord, I'm sorry, it's the little one who talks too much."

"After handing over the item to him, tell him that if he is interested in this item, he can come to the Wuhun Hall to find me. Also, don't be too aggressive, I don't want to have a bad relationship with the Blacksmith Association." After Mo Lin finished speaking, he followed The soldier went to his room.

In the afternoon, Mo Lin was cultivating his soul power in the room, when a soldier's voice came from outside the door:

"My lord, President Lou Gao is here."

Mo Lin followed the soldiers to the main hall, where a 1.6 meter short and fat old man was pacing non-stop holding something:

"Myers, why is that person you said hasn't come yet? Couldn't that person have left already?"

Miles originally looked down on blacksmiths. If Lou Gao talked to him like this, he would have mocked him a long time ago, but because Merlin had ordered him not to conflict with the Blacksmiths Association, he kept holding back:

"President Lou Gao, don't worry, I have already sent someone to invite that lord."

"President Lou Gao, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Mo Lin walked into the main hall and greeted him first.

Lou Gao turned his head to look at Mo Lin, frowning:

"Who are you?"

"In Xiamolin, President Lou Gao is here to find me, isn't he?"

Mo Lin maintained a polite look.

Lou Gao looked Mo Lin up and down, he was just a child:

"Do you know the people who built this thing?"

Mo Lin showed a smile like a spring breeze:

"You are joking, the Wudoukai in your hand is forged by me."

The thing that Mo Lin lured Lou Gao over was the Wudoukai. In terms of defense, the Wudoukai can be said to be one of the best armors in this world, even comparable to some spirit bones, and it can also be folded and shrunk. Like a bracelet or anklet, it is concealed and easy to carry.

When Lou Gao figured out the characteristics of this Wudoukai, he was deeply attracted by it. In his opinion, compared with this Wudoukai, those things he forged before were simply rubbish, so he trotted all the way Immediately, he rushed to the Wuhun Hall, wanting to know the origin of these fetishes.

But Lou Gao looked at Mo Lin, who was around ten years old, with disbelief in his eyes:

"Don't be kidding, how old are you? Return what you built, don't be kidding."

Mo Lin still maintained his posture just now:

"This statement is wrong. Age does not represent strength. Isn't the height that some people can achieve in their lifetime often inferior to those geniuses?"

"You mean, I, the president of the Blacksmiths Association, is just a mediocre person who can't compare to your genius?" Lou Gao was clearly displeased.

Mo Lin turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation towards the door:

"Since President Lou doesn't believe it, you can return the Wudoukai to me and walk out of the gate. Let's pretend that this incident never happened. What do you think?"

"You really made this thing?" Lou Gao saw that Mo Lin was so confident and calm, and already began to believe that Mo Lin made this Wudoukai.

"The answer to this question, I have already said before, you can think about it for a while, if you make a decision, you can choose to come to me, but I plan to leave tomorrow, you have to hurry up."

After Mo Lin finished speaking, he walked out.

Lou Gao looked at Mo Lin who was walking out, then at the Wudoukai in his hand, stood there thinking for a while, and made a decision:

"Myers, where is that Merlin's room?"