The two bodyguards at the door had to be instructed by the fox bow and did not stop them.

The man on credit walked into the No. 3 VIP room, looked around at the three people in the room, did not speak, frowned and thought hard, and then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Master, please stay!" Linghu Gong stood up and stopped the man with the sword.

"The master came from the dust, and it was also fate, why not sit down and talk about it?" Ling Fox Bow warmly invited, and the man with the credit knife showed a little hesitation, and after thinking about it again, he still took the wooden box and sat down.

"Haven't asked for the name of the master yet?" Ling Fox Gong smiled and poured a cup of Longjing for the credit knife man.

"Forge Dragonscales!" as soon as the swordman spoke, his voice was like thunder, which was clearly different from the shouting of Fang just outside.

"Isn't the master a man of credit?" asked Fox Gong curiously.

"My master is a knife caster, and the knife he casts will not be changed! The second master is a knife on credit, and a knife that is not peerless is not credited!"

Linghu Gong's curiosity was immediately aroused, and his gaze fell on the wooden box in the arms of the dragon scales.

"Could it be that the thing in the dragon scale master's arms is a peerless sword?" asked Ling Fox Bow.

"Not bad!" the dragon scale sighed, placed the wooden box on the table of the Eight Immortals, picked up the teacup in front of him, and drank it all.

"Meeting is fate, and the old man has the grace of tea, so let the old man see the style of this knife!

"Wait!"

The one who opened his mouth to stop was Bai Ze.

"What do you mean?" the dragon scale glanced at Bai Ze with his afterglow, and his words were not good.

"It's useless for you to stare at me, if your master knew that you had done such a deceitful act, I am afraid that Jiuquan would not be blind!" Bai Ze smiled coldly, completely unafraid of the threat in the eyes of the dragon scales.

"Hmm, do you know my master's name?" the dragon's scaly eyes were suspicious.

"Not to mention your bedridden second master, your master is indeed a legend, casting knives for 70 years, painstaking, never getting married, a superb knife casting technique, can be called a contemporary Ou Yezi, and even cast a great sword before his death, the old caster will be given a magic knife in your name, which shows that he has high expectations for you. ”

"In your wooden box, if it is that divine knife, it is not false to call it a peerless knife, but if it is not that knife......" A trace of mockery appeared at the corner of Bai Ze's mouth.

Syllable!

"That's enough!" the dragon scales were furious, and slapped his palm on the wooden box, and the power was so precise that it did not hurt the Eight Immortals Table.

"Since there are already masters in this place, Long Mou is convinced! Leave here!"

"Master Long, slow down! The old man is interested in this knife!" Ling Fox Bow pulled the dragon scales back to his seat, and he was even more convinced of Bai Ze in his heart.

"It's not a secret, long before Master Long entered this teahouse, this little master had already expected that Master Long's trip was a special trip for the old man, both of them are capable strange people, although the old man has a lot of family background, after all, he is a mortal, if Master Long has something unspeakable, the old man is willing to help. Linghu Bow's attitude was sincere, and although the dragon scale sat down again, he couldn't open his mouth for a while.

"Heh, at this time, you know that you want to save face? Bai Ze took over the conversation and continued:

"The second master of the dragon master is named Zheng Quan, and he is also well-known among the credit knife people, once more than 20 years ago, with the name of 'non-peerless treasure knife is not credit', Yu credit knife people stand out from the crowd, at the end of the last century, Zheng Quan saw that he was famous, and decided to make a lot of ......money at the turn of the century."

The rich businessmen took advantage of this low price to buy and hoard materials, and then raised prices in various places to make huge profits, causing the people to be poor and miserable. ”

"Good and evil are rewarded, that Zheng Quan made a fortune, and before he could enjoy the blessings, he was mutilated by the folk strange people with Gu things, paralyzed on the bed all day long, his consciousness was clear, his body suffered, and all kinds of diseases continued year after year, if it weren't for you, who was an apprentice, to take care of him, then Zheng Quan would have repaid the retribution long ago. Bai Ze shook his head and said regretfully.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life! Even if the second master is at fault, the torture he has suffered over the years is enough to repay!" The dragon scales looked solemn, and it was obvious that what Bai Ze said was not half wrong.

"Oh? really...... Your master's mistakes have been repaid, but what about your faults? Over the years, in the name of your master, you have used the inferior knife you forged as a good product, and you have deceived millions of people by opening your mouth? Is it worth it for your second master with poor conduct?" Bai Ze's face became cold.

"The second master is bedridden, all the faults and evil deeds are on me alone, and it has nothing to do with the second master......" The dragon scales lowered his head, and the words were sonorous.

Ling Hugong was originally a little displeased when he heard Zheng Quan's story, but later saw that Long Scale's attitude of preferring to bear his sins and repay his master's kindness was very moved.

"Master Long's loyal and filial heart is admired by the old man, but the fraud is not good after all, if he doesn't dislike it, the old man can help him financially...... This knife, the old man bought it!" Ling Fox Bow pointed to the wooden box and motioned for the dragon scales to bid.

"The old gentleman is different from other rich people...... I won't sell this knife......" The dragon scale picked up the wooden box, this time it was really about leaving.

"If you leave at this time, you will really have to go all the way to the dark, I have a plan here, maybe you can consider it, old man, this plan is also good for you. The old god Bai Ze poured a cup of tea for himself and Zhao Feng next to him on the ground, and the dragon scales hesitated, but under the persuasion of Ling Fox Bow, he sat down again.

"Old man, your life is still half a month away, although I can't save you, but among the people I meet, there is one person who can extend your lifespan, but ordinary chips can't make that person shoot, but this dragon master has the chips you need in his hand. ”

"The old caster has worked hard all his life, and that magic sword dragon scale can save the old man's life. Bai Zeyan, which made Fox Gong's heart move, if there was really a chance to extend his life, he would be willing to bear the big price.

"Impossible! The Divine Sword is the life of the Master, and I will never let the Divine Sword fall into the hands of others!"

"Tut-tut! You see you, excited again, you yourself know, that knife is not a mortal thing, even you, so far you have not been able to pull it out of the scabbard, it can be seen that the knife is waiting for a strong man worthy of it, your master created the knife, but not for you to watch in the underground warehouse, and the person I introduced is indeed the best master of the knife, whether you want to or not, the knife will eventually fall into the hands of that person, but if you give the knife to the old man at this time, and the old man will dedicate the knife to that person, you can get a lot of money from the old man, and the old man can also use this knife to extend his life, isn't it the best of both worldsBai Ze seemed to really know everything, and the more Zhao Feng listened to it, the more frightened he became: to extend his life, can anyone really do it?

"Master Long, if you are willing to transfer the Dragon Scale Divine Sword, in the future, I will make the Fox family bear all the expenses necessary for the master's life! And pay one percent of the family's dividends every year in the name of the old private person as a dowry!" Ling Fox Gong hurriedly said, he did not doubt Bai Ze's words.

The dragon scales were silent for a long time, and finally looked at Bai Ze and said, "I can transfer the divine sword, but I must witness the person you recommended to draw the divine sword, if that person can't draw it, the matter will be stopped!"

"Yes. Bai Ze was full of confidence.

"That's good...... Mr. Linghu, in order to invite the magic knife, Long still needs to bathe and fast for three days, and at noon three days later, still here, Long presents the divine knife and says goodbye!"

Linghu Gong personally sent the dragon scales to the door of the teahouse, and then returned to the No. 3 VIP room, and thanked Bai Ze again, wanting to give Bai Ze a sum of money, but the latter temporarily refused on the grounds that "the matter has not been completed".

Before leaving the teahouse, Ling Hugong stuffed two VIP cards for the idle teahouse to Bai Ze and Zhao Feng, and agreed to witness the birth of the divine knife together three days later.

......

On the way back to the rental house, Zhao Feng remained silent.

Zhao Feng is now basically sure that Bai Ze has the ability to predict, if the Linghu Bow and Dragon Scale that he encountered just now are all plays that Bai Ze found someone to cooperate with, the purpose is to make Zhao Feng believe in his prophetic ability, it is too much work, and there is no need at all.

"Bai Ze really has the ability to prophesy, is that he actually known my identity as a casual cultivator for a long time? If he knew that I was a casual cultivator, why did he show his prophetic ability in front of me? Did he think I was not a threat? Or did he have other intentions? I don't understand...... What is the purpose of Bai Ze's series of actions, I really don't understand. Zhao Feng felt that his head was about to explode, and too many doubts were piled up in his mind, and he wanted to ask but couldn't.

"How does it feel to follow me this day?Does it feel boring or interesting?" Bai Ze walked into the elevator and asked Zhao Feng.

"I don't know what to say, but it feels like a long day...... I've seen too many things that are beyond the norm...... By the way, what is so special about that divine knife you are talking about? It is not a mortal thing that you call it, is it a fairy treasure?" Zhao Feng hurriedly asked a question that could be asked in order to avoid his sudden silence from arousing suspicion.

"It's not wrong if you want to say that, that knife is only sharp in the hands of ordinary people, but if it is held by some specific people, it can cut out dozens of zhang of sword out of thin air, splitting mountains and seas, no problem!" Bai Ze exclaimed.

"Hehe, the more you say it, the more it looks like a non-mainstream Xiuzhen novel......" Zhao Feng complained casually.

"Maybe you and I are in the unpopular Xiuzhen novel you said at the moment, even if it is not, everything in this vast world has already had its original trajectory, just like an invisible hand, which stipulates the beginning and end of everything, and my ability to predict is just an accidental glimpse of the movements of that hand......

The elevator door opened, Zhao Feng walked out of the elevator, but found that Bai Ze behind him did not follow, and turned around to look: Bai Ze looked sluggish, as if he had seen some incredible picture.

"It's not good! Something happened to the divine knife! The dragon scales are in danger!"