Chapter 262 The missing master craftsman, the Wuhun Temple was bloodbathed

Gengxin City.

The main city located in the western part of the Star Luo Empire.

Because the main association of the Blacksmiths Association is established here, the entire city is home to most of the mainland's blacksmiths, with a total population of only a few hundred thousand, and there are more than 10,000 blacksmiths alone.

Among them, there are nearly two thousand people who belong to the Blacksmiths Association. They usually stay in the main building of the Blacksmiths Association in the center of the city.

In the blacksmith registration assessment area on the third floor, several blacksmith masters who had just finished assessing others and were idle were gathering together, and one of them said with a somewhat confused expression.

"What do you think those master blacksmiths are doing in the casting room of Master Lou Gao? Counting the time, it has been nearly a year since they appeared in public view, right?"

The other one sighed slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Who knows? Master Lou Gao and his four master apprentices are probably researching something new, right? I hope it can bring some surprises to the Blacksmiths Association."

"In the past year, there hasn't even been a town. The outside world thinks that our blacksmiths' association has closed down."

"I heard a person who delivered food last time said that when he was placing the food at the door, he seemed to hear a strange voice coming from inside."

"Huh? That's impossible. Only blacksmith masters are eligible to enter the foundry room on the fifth floor. During this period, no new masters have come to the Blacksmiths Association at all."

"Maybe I heard it wrong."

While several master blacksmiths were discussing, there was still a clanking sound coming from the casting room No. 1 on the fifth floor.

If someone could see the scene inside, they would find that there were not only the master craftsman Lou Gao and his four apprentices, but also a young man with dark blue hair.

The person who was knocking was none other than the master craftsman Lou Gao. He looked tired at the moment, and his short, messy hair was soaked with sweat for the first time.

Compared to the man above the building, although the face of the man on the side is also a little pale, it is a sickly pale color caused by not seeing the sun for a long time. Judging from the complexion, he is still much better.

The man was sitting on a bench, like a leisurely and comfortable overseer, watching the master craftsman in front of him working hard.

The most miserable thing in the whole room was the four sluggish-looking middle-aged men next to the man. Tears that had been there for an unknown age were faintly visible on their dirty faces. What was even more terrifying was that each of them had several blood holes on their bodies.

Judging from the degree of healing and the blood stains around the wounds that had dried to the point of turning black, they appeared to be new or old, but even the latest wounds had appeared a long time ago.

If ordinary people were not treated in time after suffering such serious injuries, they might have died a long time ago. However, the cultivation of these middle-aged men has reached the soul saint level. Their powerful cultivation makes their vitality far beyond that of ordinary people. This Just lucky enough to survive.

Of course, it's hard to say whether this is a kind of luck in their own minds.

The four of them occasionally looked up at the busy figure, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and their red eyes filled with guilt and pain.

I imagine that if they had the choice, they would end their lives without hesitation.

But now, they could only stare at the leisurely man beside them, the hatred in their eyes seemed to be real.

It is this devil who caused all this!

A year ago, Tang San came to the Blacksmiths Association with a letter of recommendation from another divine craftsman, Taitan. Although they were very unhappy with the murderous aura in his body, they still treated him with courtesy because of the letter.

Things went well from the beginning. The other party discussed with them and came up with various hidden weapon drawings. Their sophistication amazed them, veterans who had been studying delicate instruments for many years.

And just when they were discussing the hidden weapon called the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle, and Lou Gao studied the drawings for a few days and said that there was no chance, Tang San finally showed his fangs.

After nearly a week of communication, it could be said that they had completely relaxed their vigilance towards Tang San. Who would have thought that the other party would poison the food at that time, and after they were all controlled, Tang San finally revealed his Require.

He asked their master, the master craftsman Lou Gao, to help him create the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle. How could their upright and straightforward master be threatened?

Even when Wuhun Palace put pressure on him, Lou Gao never gave in. After getting the answer, Tang San did not attack Lou Gao. Instead, he used the barbed spider spear that emerged from his back to attack Lou Gao in front of him. , and began to poke holes in the four of them.

Seeing the four apprentices being tortured because of his decision, Lou Gao finally broke down and compromised, agreeing to help each other make the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

Now looking at their master's increasingly haggard face in order to make the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, their hearts were filled with regret, for themselves, for the man in front of them, and for the Titan Master Craftsman.

It's not that they haven't thought about saving themselves, but the other party's mental power seems to be very sharp. If they make any small moves, they will be tortured inhumanely.

In addition, the opponent just put them in a state of serious injury but not death, so it can be said that they have no ability to resist at all.

In order not to increase the burden on the building, they could only put their minds aside.

As for committing suicide? Let's not talk about whether they are sure of succeeding in front of Tang San. Once they commit suicide, Lou Gao, who has lost his concern, will definitely not make hidden weapons for the other party. The final result will be a dead end.

As apprentices, they also cannot watch their masters lose their lives because of their choices.

Meals were delivered to the door every day, and then one of the four of them went to pick them up. This life lasted for more than ten months.

What allowed them to survive was the belief between their master and disciple that they wanted each other to live. After all, Tang San promised that as long as they could make the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle, they could survive.

Of course, this does not rule out the possibility of deceiving them.

And now, this nightmare is almost over.

After experiencing several failures, Lou Gao finally seemed to have found the trick. After working almost sleeplessly for the last month, a total of five sets of Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles are about to be completed.

Tang San's eyes were illuminated with purple light. After carefully observing the hidden weapon in the opponent's hand, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad. He is indeed the king of divine craftsmen. I am right to come to you."

Upon hearing the other party's mocking words, the veins in Lou Gao's hands holding the forging hammer suddenly popped out. Then when he saw the four weak apprentices, his hands relaxed again, and his voice was a little begging.

"You promised that as long as I build it, you will let us go."

"Of course, of course, you should actually thank me. Without me threatening their lives to provide you with motivation, you wouldn't have been able to make such an exquisite hidden weapon so quickly, right?"

His level improvement has slowed down, and he must absorb strong people to improve quickly. This is why he does not hesitate to threaten Lou Gao.

Only in this way can we urge the other party to make it quickly so that we can kill the Titled Douluo. If we wait for Lou Gao for a few more years, the day lily will be cold.

"As a blacksmith, you should feel honored to be able to create such top-notch artifacts."

As Tang San spoke, he turned to look at the four people on the side.

"But in order to carry out the final casting, there are still some key materials missing."

Lou Gao frowned when he heard this. Not only him, but the other four people clearly felt something was wrong.

"what material?"

"of course"

As Tang San spoke, the spider spear behind him shot out, piercing the four people's shoulders like lightning.

Just kidding, how could he let outsiders know about the making methods of Tang Sect's hidden weapons?

From the moment these five people saw the Tang Sect's hidden weapon drawings, they already knew how to kill them, and there was absolutely no way he would let them go.

Now there is only the last step left for Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle. This step can be completed by oneself, so naturally the other party is no longer needed.

In addition, the five people have not appeared in public view for nearly a year, and the only one who can detect something wrong is the person who delivers meals every day.

In response to this, he deliberately asked four people to pick up food at the door irregularly, so it would take at least a day or two for the person delivering the food to notice something was wrong. By then, he would have already run away.

The four people who had never really believed in Tang San's promise immediately reacted, but even if they reacted, their weak bodies did not allow them to resist. A trace of determination flashed in their eyes after they thought about it for a moment, and they heard the name The middle-aged man with the dragon roared loudly.

"Teacher! Let's go!"

As soon as they finished speaking, they were stabbed in the shoulder, and the severe pain made them groan.

Lou Gao's eyes were splitting when he saw this scene, and he roared angrily.

"Let them go!"

"Don't worry, you will come to accompany them now."

Senhan's voice sounded, and a cruel smile appeared on Tang San's face. A spider spear also pierced Lou Gao. However, because Lou Gao wanted to make a hidden weapon, he was not harmed by Tang San. Apart from being exhausted, , not as helpless as the other four.

Seven soul rings, one white, two yellow, three purple and one black, appeared under his feet. They lit up one after another in anger. As a blacksmith, most of his soul rings also increased his strength. With one hammer, he forcibly Push back the spider spear attacking him.

Seeing that his prey still dared to resist, a flash of anger flashed in Tang San's eyes, and a pitch-black hammer appeared in his hand, three purple, one black, one purple and two black, and seven soul rings with colors enough to kill obsessive-compulsive disorder emerged from under his feet.

"Haotian Hammer!? Are you from the Haotian Sect!?"

A flash of shock and anger flashed in Lou Gao's eyes. No wonder Tai Tan would write a letter to introduce this guy here, and Co-author is still working as the Haotian Sect's dog.

At this moment, he wanted to eat this beast like Titan alive.

"Now that you know it, then die!"

Just when Tang San was about to take action again, the soul power in the four people he stabbed violently rioted at this moment, and they were obviously going to self-destruct.

"You are looking for death!"

His face suddenly turned ferocious. If he wanted to complete the production of the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle, he had to integrate human energy and blood into the deep-sea sunken silver mother at the moment the casting was completed.

This is also the reason why he didn't kill these four people just now. Once a person dies, a large amount of energy, blood and soul power will be lost in a short period of time, and there will be no time for melting.

"Teacher, let's go!"

"Avenge us!"

Seeing the determination in the eyes of several disciples, Lou Gao's body trembled violently.

He knew that he had no ability to save them. If he stayed here, the end that awaited him would be death.

Death was not terrible, but what he was afraid of was that if he died here, the truth would be buried forever.

Now that he knows the other party's identity, he must escape.

Let those beasts like Haotian Sect pay the price for their actions!

At this moment, Tang San no longer had the energy to care about the height of the building. He only saw a sharp look in his eyes, and the other four spider spears suddenly pierced into the Dantian of the four of them.

The four people trembled all over, and the severe pain caused their whole bodies to convulse uncontrollably. The originally chaotic soul power quickly disappeared like a burst balloon.

Along with the soul power, the vitality of the four of them also disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Tang San made an immediate decision. Adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, he directly used Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon to suck the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle accessory on the table into his hands and threw it into the burning forge. Individuals were also thrown into the forge.

The blazing flames instantly ignited their bodies, but at this moment, they seemed to feel no pain. They glanced at the open door of the casting room with difficulty, and a hint of excitement flashed in their cloudy eyes.

It worked.

Tang San, who also saw this scene, rushed out of the door, but where was the figure of Lou Gao outside the door?

As a master craftsman who is proficient in exquisite mechanisms, even the door of the foundry room is made of mechanical doors made by himself. In addition, he was often suppressed by Wuhun Palace in the past, how could he not leave some escape routes?

"Hahahahahaha!"

Wanton laughter came from the room behind him, making Tang San feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

He knew he had messed up.

He didn't even dare to think about what kind of situation Haotian Sect would encounter in the future.

As if they saw Tang San's fear, the four of them laughed even louder. One of them coughed out two mouthfuls of blood. When he spoke again, his voice was like a ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell, shrill and vicious.

"You are the bastards of Haotian Sect. You will pay the price for this."

"Shut up!!!"

Tang San roared subconsciously, but how could those four be afraid of him at this time? Even though they could no longer make a sound, their eyes were still staring at Tang San, their lips slightly opening and closing, saying something silently.

As if he didn't dare to look at them, Tang San turned his head and looked at the fifth Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle on the table. Because Lou Gao escaped, this one still needs one person's blood.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he decided to launch an operation against the Wuhun branch in Gengxin City tonight.

For this plan, only the platinum bishop is the most suitable material.

The next day, a piece of news quickly spread across the mainland from Gengxin City.

The Wuhun Branch Hall in Gengxin City was bloodbathed, and no one survived. Only Bishop Platinum was nowhere to be seen.

Such a bad incident immediately aroused the fury of Wuhun Palace, which quickly dispatched personnel to investigate. As the largest force in the Blacksmith City, the Blacksmith Association was naturally the first subject to be investigated.

"Um?"

A master blacksmith came to the door of Casting Room No. 1 and looked at the untouched meals that had been piled up in front of the door for two days with a confused look on his face.

He knocked lightly on the foundry door.

"Master Lou Gao, the people from Wuhun Palace are here..."

There was no response for a long time, and there was no sound in the foundry room. A bad premonition kept growing in his heart.

With a click, the man pushed open the door and entered.

Looking at the empty foundry room and the traces of blood remaining on the ground, I felt chills all over my body.

On the third day after the Wuhun branch was bloodbathed, another blockbuster news appeared.

Lou Gao, the president of the Blacksmith Association, and his four direct disciples disappeared, and what seemed to be ashes were found in the forge that was still warm.