"Yes, this little doll can refine weapons by herself, why bother others?" As he spoke, he turned his face with a smile and looked at another person next to him who knew how to refine weapons.

When Gongsun Tu told about his past experience, Bai Lixi had been listening expressionlessly. Now seeing the old guy twisting his face to look at himself, the first person to refine the weapon snorted, took out the silk silk from his arms and handed it over.

But before the old guy took it, Wu Mian, who was standing on the side, suddenly reached out and grabbed the silk silk with the pattern of the magic weapon in his hand. Speaking from the heart, he is the most unsuitable person in the wine shop to strengthen this map now. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, although Wu Mian's talent for cultivating magic is extremely high, but for refining weapons. He was like Peng Huayin, who was cultivating magic, and he basically couldn't see any talent. Even if it is compared with Bai Wuqiu, the talent of refining weapons is firmly under this monster.

It's like some people who are very bad at chess and love to study chess games. After seeing the silk silk with the pattern of the magic weapon, Wu Mian couldn't help but take the silk silk in his hand first, found a place in the corner, and sat down to study the map.

Watching the white-haired man snatch the atlas first, he didn't care if he returned or not. The old guy smiled and said directly to Bai Lixi: "Let's just say it, the old man is dazzled." I can't understand what you really give me. ”

"Have you ever heard of the Emperor Collapse? The pattern is the ...... of Emperor Bang" When he said this, Bai Lixi had been staring at the expression on his face, and saw that after the old guy heard the word 'Emperor Bang', the muscles in the corners of his eyes shook irregularly. Bai Lixi reached his goal, smiled, and continued: "I used to think that a magic weapon like Emperor Bang was just made up by a former monk, but I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would actually see it......

didn't wait for Bai Lixi to finish speaking, and suddenly remembered something. The old guy immediately turned back to Gongsun Tu and said, "There is one thing to explain first, surnamed Gongsun, when you got this emperor collapse pattern, was it drawn on a bamboo slip?" When he said the last sentence, the old man's voice trembled slightly.

"How do you know there's still a bamboo slip?" Gongsun Tu looked at him in surprise and continued: "Mr. Gui, since ancient times, such patterns have not been painted on the stone wall, or left on silk silk, how can they still be painted on bamboo slips?" ”

Hearing this, it is a sigh of relief to return or not. Look at Wu Mian who was sitting in the corner, still concentrating on looking at the map. The old guy smiled bitterly, then turned to his cheap son and said, "Silly boy, you go out and bring in Gongsun Tu's clothes and pants." It's not like it's been bare-assed, what am I doing looking at the old man? Just give him a shroud for a while. ”

Seeing Gongsun Tu getting dressed, he took the opportunity to say, "What about the bamboo slips?" Where are you hiding - needless to say, you can just tell him directly when Hirohito comes. Let's continue to talk about this emperor collapse......"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Mian, who was still looking at the map, suddenly stood up, walked a few steps to the front of the return, and still put the silk in his hand in his hand. Then the white-haired man changed to a more comfortable position, sat down, closed his eyes, and got up.

"See, it's Lao Tzu's uncle. Such a dense picture will be finished in this time. Looking at Wu Mian's calm and relaxed appearance, Bai Wuqiu couldn't help but pat Wu Mian on the back: "Uncle Xiao, it's not Lao Tzu who praises you, I can't remember so many words on it for a while." Not to mention that there are so many paintings...... Ren Laosan, if you have something to say, what are you doing with your eyebrows! ”

Hearing Bai Wuqiu slap the horse's hooves, Xiao Ren San glanced at his eldest nephew and signaled him to stop talking. Seeing that Bai Wuqiu still didn't understand what he meant, he could only climb onto the shoulder of the stunned man and whispered a few words in his ear.

"You said he didn't understand it at all......" After the words came out, Bai Wuqiu also understood that he had missed his mouth, and it was too late to cover his mouth. Wu Mian opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the two monsters, and said slowly: "I heard ......"

After Xiao Ren San laughed, he hurriedly changed the topic and shouted at the point of return: "Old guy, what is that Emperor Bang you are talking about?" Why did it scare you like that? ”

"Emperor Bang is just a legend, no one has seen it since ancient times." After making a grimace at the relieved Xiao Ren San, he continued: "Legend has it that during the Shang Dynasty, a court scholar named Wei Song saw a powerful magic weapon in a dream, and after he was awakened by the power of the magic weapon in his dream, he suddenly heard the news of the death of the king of Shang. He gave the name of Emperor Bang to the magic weapon in his dream. ”

Speaking of this, Gui Wu smiled at Bai Lixi, and after seeing that the first person in refining had nothing to correct or add, the old guy continued: "Later, Wei Song drew a pattern of the magic weapon he dreamed of, just when he was about to create one according to the pattern. He was suddenly killed by the thunderbolt, and the pattern of the Emperor Collapse Artifact disappeared without a trace. But the servant had seen the pattern he had drawn, and then someone had spent a lot of money to have the servant draw a rough picture from memory—well, that's what it looked like...... "As he spoke, Gui Wu had already opened the pattern and nodded at the picture inside.

"Dare to love is a dream, old guy, you're a little unreliable." Bai Wuqiu pursed his lips after hearing this, and then continued: "Then speaking of which, Xiao Ren dreamed that he married a fairy at night and didn't know how many times, and he didn't see this little guy get up and draw a fairy picture." You believe in dreams, phew......"

"Wei Song is a monk who can channel the gods, and his master is one of the monks who can confirm his ascension to immortality in history." Hearing Bai Wuqiu's words of not believing that he would not return, Bai Lixi actually took the initiative to explain for the old guy. After a pause, the first refiner continued: "I have been channeling the gods many times before, and I have made many wonderful magic weapons according to the gods. Although I am not a monk, according to the refining lineage, he is our ancestor. ”

Seeing that Bai Wuqiu's skeptical expression had decreased a lot, Bai Lixi continued: "And the first great master of your Fang Shi Sect, Yan Aihou, also said personally that if the Emperor Bang of the year can be handed down, just one piece is enough to destroy the Fang Shi Sect. It's a pity that all that has been handed down is a sketch drawn by the servant later, and I thought that the pattern had been destroyed. Now it looks like when he died, someone took the pattern. Old thing, I'm right. ”

"Almost 2,000 years ago, you ask the old man, who will my old man ask about?" After finishing speaking, he smiled and handed Bai Lixi the magic weapon that he had been holding in his hand like a belt, and then continued: "You are an expert, how about looking at this magic weapon?" ”

Bai Lixi only glanced at it, then reached out and pressed it on the front end of the belt, and a dragon groan came out from inside. Then the belt of the originally dead thing came out with dragon qi, and after the first person of the refining weapon pressed it again, the dragon qi disappeared in an instant.

"It's a little rougher, but it's already top-notch." After Bai Lixi glanced at Gongsun Tu, who was silent, he continued: "It's a pity that it still needs to be manually promoted, and it can't be controlled as you like. It can only be regarded as a low-grade ...... among the high-grade magic weapons."

"Mr. Bai Lixi has good eyesight." As soon as the first refiner finished speaking, the door of the liquor store suddenly opened. Then I saw Guangren and the volcano master and apprentice walking in from outside.

Guangren's gaze swirled around on everyone and fell on Gongsun Tu. After saying hello to Bai Lixi and Bai Lixi, this former generous master walked to Gongsun Tu, who had already begun to sweat, and said, "Know who I am?" Then I said it directly, what about the bamboo slips on your body? Was it taken away by returnee? ”