The first thousand one hundred and thirty-six chapters Yaoling's chance
Tang Wulin smiled bitterly and said, "I haven't seen the teacher for a while. Sorry, President Yao, I still have some things to deal with, so I can't stay for a long time. I'll communicate with you next time I come."
Yao Ling looked regretful, "That's really a pity. I originally wanted to communicate with you. I just felt your soul forging and I have a lot of ideas. In some subtle points, I am also inferior to you. There is another thing I want to discuss with you. Can you transfer these two finished products to me? The price of the task remains unchanged, and I will do two more soul forging metals required by the task to the buyer."
Tang Wulin's eyes showed a hint of surprise. It was obvious that Yaoling wanted to keep his two soul forging works for research. This was nothing, it could only prove that others value him, and it was not a bad thing.
"No problem, I hope it will help you."
Yaoling nodded with satisfaction, left a hurried departure after leaving a contact information with Tang Wulin.
As the president of the Mingdu Branch, although Yaoling is a saint craftsman like Mu Chen, in fact, his status in the Forging Association is below one person and above ten thousand people. If the Forging Association does not regard him as the Zhenhua, it will be only a line away from the level of the Divine Craftsman.
As he is, he can find a soul forging work. It is conceivable how much the soul forging of Tang Wulin touched him.
The arrival of any saint craftsman is a major event for the association. After confirming Tang Wulin's saint craftsman's ability, the staff immediately delivered his finished product to Yaoling. Yaoling was not surprised when he heard that the saint craftsman came. After all, as the number one city in the mainland, the saint craftsman occasionally came, but when he saw Tang Wulin's works, he was shocked.
As a senior saint craftsman, he has a far superior perception of metal. His first feeling is that this work is amazing. Not to mention anything else, the artistic conception contained in it alone surpasses most saint craftsmen.
In his opinion, the forging technique is relatively awkward, but the understanding of metal, especially in the process of soul forging and giving life wisdom, the vitality of this metal life is obviously greater than that of most saints. It is almost the same as that of him. This is the symbol of the eighth-level saint craftsman! More importantly, this way of giving life is different from the method he usually uses. This is even more rare.
Therefore, Yaoling rushed over at the first time to see which saint craftsman has such ability. More importantly, this soul forging metal actually touched his bottleneck that had been stagnant for many years. When he looked at it, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched a trace of the threshold of the craftsman.
The difficulty of a saint craftsman who wants to step into the level of a sacred craftsman is as difficult as a soul beast that has survived the ferocious beast tribulation once every 100,000 years, and even more difficult.
Spiritual forging is to give metal life, soul forging is to give soul and life instincts, while the divine craftsman's level of heavenly forging is to completely allow a smart life to evolve to a level that is not inferior to human wisdom. And the role of this level of wisdom, coupled with absolute loyalty, can be imagined.
Why is the four-character battle armor so powerful? That is because the self-adjustment and continuous improvement of the four-character battle armor itself is enough to be equivalent to another host!
The four-character battle armor of Extreme Douluo is almost equivalent to another self.
The number one mecha in the world is undoubtedly Zhenhua, but the number of red-level mechas is not that scarce, and some major forces have support. It is also a god-level mecha, why is Zhenhua's mecha the strongest? It is because he used countless efforts to build his mecha, and it was completely made of heaven-forged metal. It was no longer a simple mecha, and it can even be said to be his life guardian.
Yaoling has been at the level of the eighth-level holy craftsman for many years. For him, there is nothing more important than being promoted to the level of the divine craftsman.
That's why he couldn't wait to come over to find Tang Wulin, one to see if he could communicate further, and the other to hope that Tang Wulin would agree to take away his two works.
There was a huge sum of money on the card. When Tang Wulin left the Forging Association, a smile naturally appeared on his face.
Perhaps it was because it was too hard to save money to buy souls when he was a child, so his greed for money has not been changed until now.
It was already very late at this time, so Tang Wulin did not go back to his residence directly, but found a place to have a meal first.
At this moment, the soul conduction communicator sounded. When Tang Wulin saw that he was fine, he called Ji Qi, the head of the Tang Menmingdu branch.
A heart moved, connected with the soul-guiding communication, "Ji Qi?"
"Yes. Contact MP Mo Lan and tell me what you left behind, she agrees to meet. At noon tomorrow, at a cafe near the parliament."
"Okay. Tell me the address."
After hanging up the soul-guided communication, Tang Wulin couldn't help but feel like a different world in his heart.
In fact, from the perspective of time, he and Mo Lan have not been separated for a long time, just a few years. However, in the past few years, they have experienced too many and too many things. It can even be said that every thing has greatly affected themselves.
Tang Wulin sighed softly, hoping Sister Mo Lan will be fine.
Pay the bill, walk out of the restaurant, and walk on the streets of Mingdu.
Mingdu is now the largest city in the mainland, but because it developed too early, the city, especially the central area, was already crowded, and various buildings were almost adjacent to each other, which seemed a little crowded. There were high-rise buildings, and although it was already night, it was brightly lit, just like daytime.
People who are tired of working during the day are obviously relaxed when walking on the streets. You can often see some drunk young men and women holding each other's arms, and some can't help but shout, as if venting their fatigue during the day.
Walking on the street, Tang Wulin felt that it seemed difficult to integrate into this steel world. He unconsciously recalled the life from Shrek Academy in his mind.
After all, he still likes the simplicity of the academy rather than the intrigue in society. Unfortunately, the academy is no longer here, and the learning atmosphere in the past was so memorable! Even if he was fighting with Wu Siduo and the others, it was so beautiful now.
A God-killing-level soul-guided shell turned everything into ashes. It seemed that Wu Siduo showed his love to him at the Sea God Yuan blind date conference. However, as time passed, everything has disappeared now. Wu Siduo no longer exists, and so many classmates are probably already scattered in that big explosion.
Holy Spirit Church!
Tang Wulin subconsciously clenched his fists. He had never hated anything else like he hated the Holy Spirit Church. This was no longer his hatred, but from the entire Shrek Academy, or even from all human beings.
It can be seen from the Holy Spirit Church that dared to attack the Blood God Legion that their purpose was to destroy the entire human race! They even released the abyss plane.
While walking, suddenly, his shoulders trembled. Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked up. Because of his previous thoughts, he was a little confused, and he was on the street, and he accidentally bumped into someone.
The man was obviously not very sober. When he hit him like this, his body tilted, as if he fell to the side.
Tang Wulin reached out and grabbed the other person with one hand, pulling her up. A strong smell of alcohol came to her face, mixed with the body fragrance of a woman. It was not very wonderful, but it obviously had a bit of temptation.
Tang Wulin frowned slightly and looked at the woman lying on her. Her eyes were obviously a little confused, as if she was looking at herself in a hazy state, drunken eyes, "You, what are you doing? Stay away from me!"
While talking, she raised her hand and pushed it towards Tang Wulin's chest.
Tang Wulin helped her stand firmly, "Be careful." After saying this, he let go of his hands and prepared to leave.
He doesn't like the smell of alcohol very much, especially when there is such a strong smell of alcohol on women. Wine is a very unfamiliar existence for Tang Wulin, but he knows that alcohol can make people numb. It is undoubtedly unsafe for a woman to drink so much wine. There are many people with ulterior motives.
Chapter completed!