"Master Chen, it's really not that we don't help you. This bloodthirsty Demon Blade is afraid that no one in Heishui City dares to practice it. Besides, even if you dare, no one has this ability. I think you should ask you to be clever."

Chen Fan was once again blasted out by a master refiner in a weapon pavilion.

This is the tenth time he has been driven away.

Most of the day has passed, and Chen Fan has visited almost all the famous weapons pavilions in Heishui City.

I want them to help smelt the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade and make the material into a long sword.

It's just a pity, facing the Yun Family behind the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade, and Chen Fan who is opposed to Yun Sheng, no one would dare to help.

Isn't this looking for death?

This caused Chen Fan to search hard, but to no avail.

In the end, Chen Fan even decided whether or not to try to see if he could smelt the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade.

It's better than begging everywhere like this.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan decided to return to Lingxiao Academy, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Little friend, please stay."

Chen Fan looked back and saw a sloppy, cyan Dao robe, an old Dao with his shirt open, waving at him.

This old Dao was dirty and had extremely greasy hair. The hair was tightly attached to his head, and the top of his head was just a random branch, which was rolled up in a bun.

It is hard to imagine how such a sloppy person could appear in the capital of Wei Dynasty.

And why did he stop Chen Fan with so many people?

"busy?"

Chen Fan frowned and asked, but saw that old Dao smiled and said: "Little friends, we meet in the vast sea of ??people. It must be fate. Why don't I let the old Dao count for you?"

"Don't ask for money!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan frowned and felt the cultivation of the old way. The dantian seemed empty, and he felt like an ordinary person.

But this is too abnormal. How can ordinary people appear in the upper realm?

Obviously, the cultivation of the old Dao has exceeded the range that Chen Fan can perceive. This person must be very strong!

"Senior, don't be fooled. I have something to do. I will take a step today. If I have a chance in the future, I will invite Senior to have a drink."

After bowing, Chen Fan turned his head and left.

But at this time, Lao Dao stepped forward and grabbed Chen Fan's sleeve.

The black palm directly left a greasy palm print on Chen Fan's sleeve, and he didn't know what the old way had done before.

"Senior, what else do you want?"

"I know you want facial tools, except for the Yun family, that bloodthirsty demon blade, only I can refine it in the world!"

The veteran didn't play dumb riddles anymore, and directly spoke the words in his heart.

When Chen Fan heard the words, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, are you following me?"

Chen Fan didn't hide his figure along the way. He went in and out of the Weapon Pavilion. Obviously, he wanted to refine weapons or buy some spiritual treasures.

It's just that ordinary people might not be able to imagine that Chen Fan actually wanted to smelt the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade.

If this old way doesn't follow Chen Fan all the time, it is absolutely impossible to know this.

That's why Chen Fan looked wary at this moment.

The person in front of him is so mysterious, how can people not doubt it?

It's just that the old man waved his hand again and again: "Little friend has misunderstood, I don't have time to follow you, old man, all of this is just calculated by me."

"How about it, do you want to come with me, let's talk carefully about refining weapons?"

Taking a deep look at Old Tao, Chen Fan finally nodded and said, "Alright!"

He was going to see what kind of medicine was sold in this mysterious old gourd!