"Mr. Chen, it's really not that we don't help you. I'm afraid that no one dares to practice this bloodthirsty blade in Blackwater city. Besides, no one has the ability to do so. I think you'd better ask someone else."

Chen fan was once again bombarded out by a weapon refining master in the weapons Pavilion.

This is the tenth time he has been driven away.

After half a day, chen fan almost visited all the famous weapon pavilions in Heishui city.

I want them to help smelt bloodthirsty magic blade and refine the material into growth sword.

It's a pity that no one dares to help in the face of the cloud family behind the bloodthirsty blade and Chen fan, who is against Yunsheng.

Isn't this a death hunt?

This led to Chen Fan's hard search for a circle, but it was fruitless.

Finally, chen fan even decided whether to try to melt the bloodthirsty blade himself.

It's better than asking for people everywhere.

Thinking of this, chen fan decides to return to LingXiao college, but at this moment, a voice suddenly comes from behind.

"Little friend, please wait."

Chen Fan looked back and saw an old Taoist priest in a sloppy, blue robe and open front, waving at him.

His body was dirty and his hair was extremely greasy. He was glued to his head one by one. The top of his head was just a random branch and tied in a bun.

It's hard to imagine how such a slovenly person could have appeared in the capital of the great Wei Dynasty.

And why did he stop Chen Fan in such a large number of people?

"What do you want?"

Chen Fan frowned and asked, but he saw the old Taoist saying with a smile: "little friend, we meet in the boundless sea of people. It must be fate. How about let me make a divination for you?"

"No, no money!"

Hearing this, Chen Fan Wen frowned and felt the cultivation of the Taoist. The elixir field seemed empty and felt like an ordinary person.

But this is not normal. How can ordinary people appear in Shangzhong Tianjing?

Obviously, the cultivation of Laodao has exceeded the scope of Chen Fan's perception. He must be very strong!

"Master, don't make a fool of me. I have something else to do. I'll go first today. If I have a chance in the future, I'll invite you to drink."

With a bow, chen fan turns his head and leaves.

But at this time, the Taoist priest directly pulled Chen Fan's sleeve.

Chen Fan's black palm directly left a greasy palm print on Chen Fan's sleeve. I don't know what he did before.

"Master, what else can I do for you?"

"I know you want face tools. Besides the cloud family, I am the only one who can refine that bloodthirsty magic blade in the world!"

The old Taoist priest did not play riddles any more, and spoke his words in his heart directly.

Hearing this, chen fan's eyes suddenly twinkled with a sharp light.

"Master, are you following me?"

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

It's just that ordinary people can't imagine that Chen fan is actually melting bloodthirsty magic blade.

If the old way didn't follow chen fan all the time, he would never have known about it.

That's why Chen Fan's face is on guard at this moment.

The people in front of us are so mysterious, how can people not doubt it?

However, the old Taoist priest repeatedly waved his hand and said, "little friend, I have no time to follow you. I have just calculated all these things."

"Well, would you like to come with me? Let's talk about weapons refining in detail?"

After a deep look at Lao Dao, chen fan finally nodded his head and said, "OK!"

He wants to see what kind of medicine is sold in this mysterious old gourd!