"Hmm?!" The old patriarch nodded. The Grand Master of Craftsman is indeed a good title, but why are there still people going on the road to vision? What era is it?

The two turtle men opposite the communicator said secretly: "The most important thing is that he is the biological son of Pangu continent!"

"ah?!"

"Ahem, please copy the information first. You have to copy it yourself and don't let others see it."

"Okay, it's so mysterious." Although the old patriarch is not a serious craftsman, as a great spiritual genre, it is still easy to copy some glyphs.

He even has the ability to think side by side, and can copy 4 copies of information at the same time with both hands and feet, then think about what the information is, and even be able to chat!

Everyone was chatting about the recent story. It was also gratifying to hear that they actually hid in the warp point of Pangu Continent and met old friends.

"Class leader, I am also a master of craftsmen now. Can I get my rankings rise?" Turtle Sect, who was standing aside, couldn't help but show off, "No matter how it is, it should be within 10, right?"

"You... created myth? Where? What function?" The turtle man No. 1 was excited again. After many years, a master of craftsmen appeared again.

"It's unsaid, and I've given it to someone..."

The turtle man No. 1 turned black and almost dizzy, giving the myth... Don't you know that my civilized civilization is now seriously damaged and is not as strong as before?

Turtle Lianzi smiled and raised up something like a photo, without saying much nonsense: "This thing cannot appear. Other things cannot be said."

He only showed it for a second and then took the photo off.

Temple of the Turtle!

The old patriarch was stunned. The Temple of the Turtle was destroyed in the third era, just in the era when he was born!

What's going on... Why does the world reappear? Why can a damaged mythical equipment be reshaped into a myth again?

Even if he had a broad understanding, he would never have thought that there was a real son of Pangu Continent in the Chaos Sea. In the end, he thought so much that his head was filled with smoke, so he could only default to the fact that Turtle Refiner might have created a myth that looks similar but has different functions.

"Class leader, things are different from what you imagined." Gui Lianzi said excitedly, "Do you still have immortal-level materials there? I want to make a few more mythical equipment now."

"Can you be the son of luck?" The turtle man of No. 1 shrank his neck. When did you talk so loudly about it? Massively create myths? Are you at this level?

"No, I just found a way to take the shortcut... The completely damaged myth in history seems to be possible to reappear!"
Chapter completed!