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Chapter 1593

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Asura Region.

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao were on their way to Chenxi Pavilion.

"Brother Feng, Chenxi Pavilion is as famous as Purple Divine Pavilion. Purple Divine Pavilion sells rare herbs and treasures. What's so special about Chenxi Pavilion?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

"Chenxi Pavilion's Pavilion Master, Qi Tianren, is an innate blacksmith. You don't have soul power, so you can't tell." Feng Wuchen smiled.

"Blacksmith? Is Chenxi Pavilion a major force that specializes in blacksmithing? "Ling Xiaoxiao understood immediately.

"That's right." Feng Wuchen nodded and said, "Chenxi Pavilion specializes in forging divine weapons. They sell rare and precious materials. As you know, the higher the level of the forging, the more precious the materials are. Cultivators from all the major forces in the Heaven Realm come to Chenxi Pavilion to forge weapons."

"Yes, Brother Feng said it before. For example, to forge a weapon at the ninth level, you need that Nine-Colored Origin Stone." Ling Xiaoxiao nodded and smiled.

Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "The blacksmiths in the Heaven Realm have declined. The Pavilion Master of Chenxi Pavilion, Qi Moyang, is only at the Heavenly Immortal Grade. He can only forge a weapon at the eighth level, and it's very difficult. The divine weapons of the Heaven Realm cultivators are mostly at the fifth to seventh level."

"Brother Feng is still the best. A divine blacksmith. The blacksmiths will rely on Brother Feng to bring glory to the blacksmiths!" Ling Xiaoxiao praised. A charming smile appeared on her impeccably beautiful face.

Not long after, Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao arrived at the mountain where Chenxi Pavilion was located.

"We're here. Chenxi Pavilion is right in front." Feng Wuchen smiled and held Ling Xiaoxiao's hand as they descended.

Chenxi Pavilion's palace was huge. It was like an ancient castle. Many majestic palaces stood on the mountains, looking majestic.

"So many experts?" Ling Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"The Empyrean Divine Palace has been defeated and their vitality has been greatly damaged. Naturally, the experts of the various powers in the Heaven Realm have all appeared." Feng Wuchen laughed.

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded. "That's true. The major forces have deep foundations. It's impossible that they don't have Heavenly Emperors and Great Heavenly Emperors."

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"Everyone, Chenxi Pavilion has honored guests today. Please do not neglect them. Everyone, please be patient. The matter of forging weapons will need to wait for a day or two. I hope everyone can understand."

Outside the Chenxi Pavilion, the managing elder spoke politely to the experts who had come to forge weapons.

"Deacon Elder's words are too serious. It doesn't matter if the forging of the weapon is delayed by a few days."

"Deacon Elder, what kind of honored guest is this? Do you need the Pavilion Master and the Elders to personally welcome you? "

"That's right. What kind of esteemed guest is it? Deacon Elder, quickly tell us."

Everyone was extremely curious. Just what kind of honorable guest was it that made the pavilion master and the elders personally welcome him with such respectful expressions?

"The esteemed guest will be here soon." The managing elder smiled faintly.

In order to welcome Feng Wuchen, everyone in the Chenxi Pavilion had already gathered in the plaza of the palace. The young master of the Chenxi Pavilion was even waiting at the mountain gate.

The Chenxi Pavilion was a renowned existence in the Heaven Realm. Even the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors did not receive such treatment.

Hence, many cultivators were extremely curious. Just what kind of terrifying esteemed guest could make the Chenxi Pavilion treat him with such respect?

Seeing Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao descend, Qi Tianren's face was filled with excitement. "Lord Feng is here!"

At the mountain gate of the Chenxi Pavilion, the young master of the pavilion, Qi Shaokong, said respectfully, "Qi Shaokong welcomes Lord Feng and Madam Feng!"

"I'm not his Madam Feng. I'm his fiancée." Ling Xiaoxiao blushed.

"This … is all the same …" Qi Shaokong could not help but feel awkward.

"You're the young master of the Chenxi Pavilion, Qi Shaokong?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile as he sized Qi Shaokong up.

"That's right. Lord Feng, Madam Feng, please come in." Qi Shaokong was extremely respectful. He did not dare to act rashly.

Qi Shaokong respectfully led Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao into the Chenxi Pavilion. The guards bowed respectfully as if they were welcoming their own grandfather.

"They're here! They're here! It's a young man and woman. "

"Who are they? The young master of the pavilion is personally welcoming them outside! "

"Their background must be terrifying."

The cultivators of the various factions were filled with anticipation. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the mountain gate.

The instant Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao walked in, the experts of the various factions were instantly stunned. They were extremely shocked.

"Welcome, Lord Feng!"

In the Chenxi Pavilion's plaza, Qi Tianren, the three elders, and the others respectfully welcomed them.

"What? Lord Feng? "The moment he heard that, a Heavenly God's expression changed drastically.

"Divine Weapon Refinement Master, Lord Feng! Oh my god! The Chenxi Pavilion actually invited Lord Feng! "Another person exclaimed.

"It really is Lord Feng! Lord Feng is a divine weapon refinement master! Could it be that Pavilion Master Qi invited him to treat the old pavilion master? "Another person exclaimed in shock.

The moment they saw Feng Wuchen, the experts of the various factions finally knew what kind of honorable figure the Chenxi Pavilion was welcoming. They were all trembling in fear. Their faces were filled with respect.

"Pavilion Master Qi, is there a need to make such a big scene?" Feng Wuchen could not help but be shocked.

Everyone in the Chenxi Pavilion had come out to welcome him. How honorable was this treatment?

"Lord Feng is not an ordinary person. We still need to be polite." Pavilion Master Qi smiled respectfully.

Feng Wuchen shook his head helplessly. Then, he asked, "How's the old pavilion master?"

"It's not good. Lord Feng, please go and take a look." Qi Tianren hurriedly said.

Qi Shaokong pleaded, "Lord Feng, please save my grandfather. Please."

"I'll do my best." Feng Wuchen nodded.

With Feng Wuchen's words, Qi Tianren and the others were relieved.

If even Feng Wuchen could not save him, then no one in the entire Heaven Realm would be able to.

Qi Tianren brought Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao to a magnificent pavilion at the back of the palace. The old pavilion master, Qi Moyang, was recuperating in the pavilion.

As soon as they arrived at the back of the palace, Feng Wuchen could already feel the bone-piercing cold air coming from the pavilion.

"What a domineering cold air." Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.

Qi Tianren said respectfully, "Lord Feng, this cold air is my father's cold poison."

"Brother Feng, what kind of cold poison is this? It's so scary. " Ling Xiaoxiao asked with a frown. Even though she had the power of ice, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shiver at this moment.

To be able to torture Qi Moyang, who was a Great Celestial Emperor, it could be seen that the cold poison was extraordinary.

"The cold poison of the Thousand Year Ice Flame." Feng Wuchen said with a frown.

"Thousand Year Ice Flame?" Ling Xiaoxiao frowned slightly. She had never heard of it.

"Yes." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, "The Thousand Year Ice Flame only exists in the deepest part of the Profound Ice Valley, which is where the Great Celestial Emperors cultivate. Pavilion Master Qi must have swallowed the Thousand Year Ice Flame to cultivate and accumulate the cold poison."

"Lord Feng is indeed a god! This is the cold poison of the Thousand Year Ice Flame! Lord Feng, please come in! "Qi Tianren said excitedly.

Feng Wuchen nodded and followed him into the pavilion.

In the luxurious room, Qi Moyang sat cross-legged on a futon to suppress the cold poison. His wrinkled face was covered in sweat and pain.

There were three elders beside Qi Moyang. They were obviously not from the Chenxi Pavilion.

(End of Chapter)

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