"In other words, if we want to sacrifice that arm again, we must get Divine Soul Purifying Sand and Ancient Divine Blood?"

After listening to Guo Yi's narration, Chen Fan groaned.

I saw Guo Yi shook his head and said: "It's not just that, we have to use a top-grade alchemy furnace, because ordinary alchemy furnaces can never withstand the joint refining of such precious materials."

In this way, Chen Fan fully understood.

The three problems facing him at this moment were ancient **** blood, **** soul cleaning sand, and the best alchemy furnace.

"Grandpa Guo has a direction now?"

As soon as this remark came out, Guo Yi really said some good news.

Just listen to him slowly say: "After half a year of investigation, we have now been able to determine the location of a bottle of ancient **** blood."

"It is in the treasury of the palace, and is the private collection of your majesty!"

"There are also the best alchemy furnace. In the capital, there are people who think that the alchemy master is called the king of alchemy. If he uses his alchemy furnace to sacrifice his arm, it must be more than enough."

Speaking of this, Guo Yi sighed: "But even if we know these two pieces of information, we do." Not to mention that your majesty’s treasure house will not be easily revealed. King Nadan is even more uncertain and vague. It is said that this person He has a perverted personality, moody and hard to reach at all. I have asked to see him many times in the past six months, but he didn't even reply. "

Chen Fan can feel that Guo Yi has done his best to run for himself.

However, this fact is too troublesome, and it cannot be done by ordinary people.

To be honest, Chen Fan was a little disappointed in his heart. After all, he was still very much looking forward to that weapon-like arm.

However, Chen Fan did not blame Guo Yi. Guo Yi had done his best for an outsider. If he replaced it with Chen Fan, he could not guarantee that he could do so.

Therefore, he can only be grateful for Guo Yi!

"Grandpa Guo, thank you for your hard work over the past six months, but leave the rest to me."

Guo Yi was taken aback by Chen Fan's words.

Immediately asked: "What can you do, you have just returned to the capital after all."

Guo Yi blurted out the words "return to the capital", which made Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, and then he saw that the other party seemed to be self-knowledge, and he didn't explain more about it.

Chen Fan didn't care and said to himself: "I did just come here and I don't know many people, but there is one that can just solve the current predicament.

"Who?" There was a ray of hope in Guo Yi's eyes.

Chen Fan looked towards the east, where Da Chen was shaking: "Emperor Chen!"

As soon as this remark came out, Guo Yi fell silent.

The blood of the ancient gods is indeed the collection of Emperor Chen, but for what reason will the private collection be given to Chen Fan?

Wanting a few words of comfort, Guo Yi found that Chen Fan's eyes were unparalleled and firm, as if he had already figured out what he should do next.

"Don't worry about Grandpa Guo, I know what I'm doing. You just need to mention it during the pilgrimage. I want to enter the palace and leave the rest to me."

Guo Yi saw four words from Chen Fan's expression at the moment.

Zhizhu is holding it!

In normal times, he would never believe that such a person was just a little doll in his eyes.

But the person before him is different, he is Chen Fan!

The blood of that person was kept in the body.

Based on this alone, Chen Fan can't judge it with common sense!

"Okay, I agree to your request, but you have to be careful about entering the palace, you must not be careless!"

After explaining to Guo Yi that he had known it, Chen Fan left.

In the empty study, Guo Yi still fell into deep thought.

He wanted to know that Chen Fan said so swearly that he could get the blood of the ancient gods from Emperor Chen, what on earth did he rely on?