Douluo: Protect Our Soul Hall

Chapter 381: The Temptation of the Blueprint of the Soul Guidance Device

Chapter 381 The temptation of soul guide blueprints

Author: Qifeng in the ancient city

Chapter 381 The temptation of soul guide blueprints

Looking at His Royal Highness the Holy Son with a smile on his face.

Chris had some doubts in his heart, not knowing where his confidence came from.

But he didn’t say any more.

Maybe His Royal Highness the Holy Son really has a way.

After all, the Wuhundian family has a great cause, so it is not difficult to come up with something that interests Lou Gao.

While his thoughts were circulating, Chris responded respectfully:

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

Immediately, he took the lead and led Ye Qifeng and Nihuang towards the innermost staircase on the first floor of the Blacksmith Association.

There were two guards standing at the top of the stairs.

Chris walked up to one of the guards and whispered something to him.

The guard turned around and walked up the stairs.

After a while, the guard came down from the stairs and said to Chris:

"Bishop Chris, please wait a moment. The message has been brought. Grandmaster Silong will be down soon."

Chris was noncommittal and turned to look at Ye Qifeng. Seeing him nodding, a smile suddenly appeared on his old face:

"It's okay, we'll just wait a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong young man suddenly appeared at the corner of the stairs.

"Bishop Chris, what brings you here? Why do you want to come to our blacksmiths' association?"

The young man arrived before anyone else arrived, and asked Chris a few questions in a hearty voice.

"Haha, I have met Grandmaster Silong. I really have something to discuss with your association. I would like to ask Grandmaster Silong to introduce us to Master Lou Gao, the master craftsman."

The moment he saw the young man, Chris laughed, answered him, and told him why he was there. He seemed to have a good relationship with the young man.

The young man quickly walked down the stairs and came to the three people.

The young man's name is Silong, and he is a direct disciple of the divine craftsman Lou Gao. His casting skills are second only to the divine craftsman, and he has master-level forging skills.

Lou Gao has four direct disciples, all of whom are veritable blacksmith masters.

Silong is one of them.

Each of their four direct disciples has a soul power level of over seventy and has the strength of a Soul Saint. Because of Lou Gao, they volunteered to contribute to the Blacksmith Association and even took turns serving as Lou Gao's guards.

The two people serving as guards on the building today are Silong and Siyu.

After hearing the report from the guard on the first floor that Bishop Chris from Wuhun Palace was visiting, Silong came down in person.

"Oh? You want to see my teacher?"

Silong looked a little surprised when he heard that Chris wanted to see his teacher, the master craftsman Lou Gao.

"It's not that I want to see Master Lou Gao, but these two adults."

Chris shook his head and extended his hand to gesture to the side with a very respectful expression.

"Two adults?"

Silong was shocked to hear that Chris actually called the two handsome young men and women next to him "adults". He immediately realized that these two "young people" were most likely big shots from Wuhun Palace.

.

"Who are these two...?"

Silong asked tentatively.

"Are we just going to stand here and talk?"

Before Chris could introduce him, Ye Qifeng suddenly said something.

"Oh, sorry, I was negligent."

When Silong heard this, he immediately reacted and understood that the other party did not seem to want to reveal his identity in public, so he quickly apologized.

He immediately turned around and pointed to the stairs, signaling:

"You three, please follow me upstairs."

Ye Qifeng nodded gently, and the three of them followed Silong upstairs.

…………

Not long after.

Several people crossed the advanced trading area on the second floor and the blacksmith registration assessment area on the third floor.

Go directly to the stairs between the third and fourth floors.

There is a guard guarding here.

It was another direct disciple who was the guard of Lou Gao, the master blacksmith, Siyu.

"Bishop Chris."

Seeing Chris, Siyu took the lead in saying hello.

"Grandmaster Siyu."

Chris smiled back.

"Who are these two...?"

Siyu turned her attention to Ye Qifeng and Nihuang, and asked the same question as Silong did before.

"You two, please tell us your identities. Otherwise, you may not be able to go up to the fourth and fifth floors."

At this time, Silong also looked at Ye Qifeng and Nihuang, and then explained the reason:

"The fourth and fifth floors are the most important areas of our blacksmith association. You need to verify your identity before you can go up."

There was no need for Ye Qifeng and Nihuang to speak. Chris, who understood the rules of the Blacksmith Association, immediately spoke up and introduced:

"Grandmaster Silong, Grandmaster Siyu, this is His Highness the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall, and this is the Ninth Elder of our Spirit Hall's Elder Hall, Spirit Kite Douluo."

"What? The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?! And the Elder of Wuhun Palace?! Titled Douluo?!"

Silong and Siyu's expressions changed at the same time, they were shocked.

"Two masters, can you introduce us to the master craftsman Lou Gao?"

Ignoring the two people's surprise, Ye Qifeng asked in a warm voice.

"It turns out that His Excellency the Holy Son and Lingyuan Douluo are visiting the Blacksmith Association. Please forgive us for our indifference. You two can naturally meet the teacher."

Silong was the first to recover from his surprise, and bowed respectfully towards Ye Qifeng and Nihuang.

But after he finished speaking, he changed the topic and said:

"It's just that the teacher is in the foundry at the moment. He is working on a set of armor. It is a work that the teacher has spent ten years of hard work on. It is in the final stage at this time. I don't know if the teacher has time to pay attention.

Meet you two."

Silong was very careful with what he said, lest he offend the two big men in front of him and bring unstoppable trouble to the Blacksmiths Association.

After all, the two people in front of them are the Holy Son and Titled Douluo Elder of Wuhun Palace, and their Blacksmith Association cannot afford to offend them.

"It doesn't matter, you can take me up first and then inform me."

Ye Qifeng waved his hand indifferently.

"Oh well."

Silong opened his mouth, and finally agreed, then patted the shoulder of Siyu, who was still dazed next to him:

"Siyu, open the door."

"Oh oh oh, okay."

Siyu reacted and quickly stepped forward to open the door to the fourth floor.

"Please come with me."

Silong signaled to Ye Qifeng and the others.

Then he took them up to the fourth floor and soon came to the stairs leading to the fifth floor.

No one is guarding here.

Only a closed door blocked the passage.

It's hard to tell what material the door is made of, it should be an alloy made of a combination of various metals.

Silong walked to the alloy door and raised his hand to tap gently and rhythmically on the door.

After the thirty-sixth stroke.

The metal door made a clicking sound as it unlocked, and then slowly opened to the side, revealing the passage upstairs.

Later, Ye Qifeng, Nihuang and Chris, under the leadership of Silong, climbed to the top of the Blacksmiths Association, the fifth floor.

As soon as they reached the fifth floor, bursts of clanging sounds suddenly reached the ears of several people.

Silong explained to Ye Qifeng and Nihuang in a low voice:

"Your Highness the Holy Son, Your Majesty Lingyuan Douluo, don't be offended. The fifth floor is the office area for the top brass of our Blacksmith Association. It is also the private forging area for blacksmiths above the Grandmaster level."

"These knocking sounds are the sounds made by the master blacksmiths when forging items."

There are a total of thirty-six forging rooms on the fifth floor of the Blacksmiths Association, and each forging room has its own number.

As a master craftsman and the president of the Blacksmiths Association, Lou Gao naturally enjoys the largest and best forging room No. 1.

"Hahaha, it's finally done! Ten years of hard work, um, not bad, not bad!~~~"

When Silong led the three of them to the innermost forging room No. 1, a slightly maniacal laughter suddenly came from inside.

Silong stopped, his expression unchanged, as if he was used to this.

He stood respectfully by the door, raised his hand and knocked on the metal door.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that no one should bother me?"

Hearing a knock on the door, an irritated voice suddenly sounded in the forging room.

"Teacher, it's me, Silong."

Silong hurriedly apologized and said respectfully:

"Sorry to bother you. It's just that a guest is coming, so I have to inform you."

"What guest? Missing!"

The voice inside was not polite at all.

"That...is His Excellency the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, and there is also an elder of Wuhun Palace, His Majesty Lingyuan Douluo."

Silong said respectfully again.

As soon as the words came in, the irritable voice inside immediately disappeared.

not long time.

Accompanied by a series of machine sounds, the large iron door slowly slid open.

"The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and the Titled Elder? Where are they?"

The iron door opened, and a loud voice came out.

Immediately afterwards, a short, fat old man walked out of the door.

The short, fat old man was about 1.6 meters tall, with windy ears, small eyes, and short, messy hair that had not been washed in an unknown number of days.

He was wearing an extremely loose robe, and his chubby face was stained with some metal powder.

But what is more eye-catching is his waistline that is almost as tall as his height.

The whole person looks round, like a ball.

This ball, uh, this person, is the president of the Blacksmiths Association——

The tower of the divine craftsman is high!

As soon as the iron door opened, Lou Gao's small eyes immediately glanced at his direct disciple Silong, with a bit of displeasure in his eyes.

He really didn't like to be disturbed by others when he was studying blacksmithing skills, even his direct disciples.

In Lou Gao's opinion, only forging in this world can catch his eye and arouse his interest.

He didn't want to pay attention to anything else.

Even if he is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace or the Titled Douluo Elder of Wuhun Palace, so what?

If he doesn't want to see you, he won't see you.

If he hadn't still held the responsibility of being the president of the Blacksmiths Association, he really wouldn't have wanted to come out.

"Teacher, it's them."

Looking at the teacher's displeased face, Silong smiled bitterly and quickly moved away, revealing Ye Qifeng and Nihuang standing behind.

"The Holy Son and Titled Douluo Elder of Wuhun Palace you are talking about are this little baby and girl?"

Lou Gao tilted his head and looked at Ye Qifeng and Nihuang, with a hint of surprise on his chubby face.

Silong's famous expression suddenly changed, and he quickly blinked at Lou Gao, reminding him to pay attention to his words.

These are the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall and the Titled Douluo Elder. Teacher, please don't talk nonsense.

Hearing that Lou Gao actually called herself a little girl, Nihuang's eyebrows jumped and she thought to herself that my age is not much different from yours, but you actually called me a little girl?

As her beautiful eyes moved slightly, she glanced at Ye Qifeng beside her, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she thought to herself, but because you said that I am as young as Xiaofeng, I forgive you.

"Hello, President Lou Gao."

Ye Qifeng didn't care much about Lou Gao saying that he was a little baby. He bowed slightly to Lou Gao and immediately introduced himself and Nihuang to him:

"I am Qifeng, I am from Wuhun City. As Grandmaster Silong said, I am the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."

"The person next to me is my sister, the Ninth Elder of the Wuhun Hall's Elder Hall. Her name is Nihuang, and her title is Lingyuan."

"This is my identity token."

While talking, Ye Qifeng took out a Holy Son token representing his identity, walked forward and handed it to Lou Gao.

Lou Gao listened and took the token.

He simply glanced at the word "Holy Son" on it and confirmed Ye Qifeng's identity. He didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, he commented on the raw materials and manufacturing techniques of the Holy Son token:

"Oh? It's actually made of rare deep-sea immersed silver?"

"This refining and forging technique. Well, it's not bad. It's considered a masterpiece. The forging skills are at least above those of the master."

"This token... well, it can also be called a beautiful item."

"I didn't expect that there is such a skilled forging master in Wuhun Palace, which makes me a little surprised."

After commenting, Lou Gao returned the Order of the Holy Son to Ye Qifeng. The unhappiness and sullenness in his eyes had disappeared, and the expression on his face became kinder.

"I wonder why the Holy Son and the Elders came to our Blacksmith Association?"

Lou Gao looked at Ye Qifeng and Nihuang with his small eyes, and asked in a loud voice.

"Let's not talk about it for now. President Lou Gao might as well take a look at the drawing in my hand first, and then we can talk about it."

Upon hearing Lou Gao's question, Ye Qifeng did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out a roll of drawings and handed it to him.

"What's this?"

Lou Gao was stunned for a moment and took the drawing in confusion.

Ye Qifeng smiled and said nothing, gesturing for him to open it and take a look.

Lou Gao's hands were fat and swollen, but they were extremely dexterous. With a flick of his fingers, he could unfold the drawings the size of a ruler.

Then, his eyes fell on the content depicted on the paper.

The next moment, Lou Gao's small eyes suddenly widened, his breathing quickened, his eyes full of shock, surprise, and disbelief.

"This, this, this is a soul-guided weapon?"

Lou Gao's lips trembled and he murmured for a long time before he uttered a sentence.

That's right, what Ye Qifeng gave him on the drawing was exactly a soul guidance device, and it was a detailed deconstruction of an offensive soul guidance device - the Soul Guidance Sleeve Arrow.

The Soul Guidance Sleeve Arrow is a small offensive soul guidance device, and now there is no trace of it in Douluo Continent.

That is to say, the Wuhundian family has a great cause and a long history, so it only collects such a thing, and it is still a semi-waste product that can no longer be used.

If Ye Qifeng hadn't taken it out of the Wuhun Palace's treasure house, I'm afraid it wouldn't have had a chance to see the light of day again.

Ye Qifeng used the analytical ability of Liangyi Space to analyze and restore the complete production materials, structural dimensions, etc. of the Soul Guidance Sleeve Arrow.

Then combined with the information recorded in ancient books collected in the Wuhun Palace Collection Room, this detailed explanation was drawn.

This detailed illustration of the Soul Guide Sleeve Arrow is the key to negotiating with Lou Gao and even subduing him.

In Douluo Continent, not only the soul-guiding sleeve arrows, but also the production techniques of other soul-guiding devices have been lost long ago.

Nowadays, no one in the entire Douluo Continent can make soul guides. Even Lou Gao, who is a master craftsman, is not capable of making one.

Ye Qifeng didn't believe Lou Gao could resist the temptation of the soul guide.

(End of chapter)

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