"The price of your bulletproof vest can't be too low, otherwise, the old man can't afford to lose this person." Before leaving, Zhuge Ziliang suddenly transmitted a message to Tang Wen.

This old guy even interfered in the sale, Tang Wen almost laughed out loud.

"Don't worry seniors, it's not much, this is expensive in itself." Tang Wen responded.

"With it, it is equivalent to a few more lives, of course, it has to be expensive to be worthy of this treasure.

A piece of armor in the Heavenly Soldier Workshop costs thousands of low-grade spirit stones, and yours is comparable to the top-grade goods among them.

Much more comfortable than theirs in terms of comfort, after all, most of their armor is made of dark iron.

Defense can, that is, hard, uncomfortable to wear, so you can't go below this number. Zhuge Ziliang said.

"The kid understands that he will never ruin the reputation of his predecessors." Tang Wen replied.

"If you are in trouble, you can show the old man token, and they will give a little face. However, boy, the next time you come to my abbot's mountain, you can't bring less food and wine, you have to bring more. "Zhuge Ziliang is here again.

"Then the boy pulled a few wagons. However, it is not easy to ship. Tang Wendao.

"Why?" Zhuge Ziliang asked.

"Like the three-striped fish, you have to keep it in ice all the time, otherwise, it will go bad. And also...... It would be much more convenient if there were larger void bags. Tang Wendao.

"Yours should be the best grade, right?" Zhuge Ziliang asked.

"That's right! Is there a better Void Bag in the world? Tang Wen asked.

"The frog at the bottom of the well." Zhuge Ziliang snorted and said, "The high-quality ones are much larger than the high-grade ones, and a small building can be put in, about three zhang square."

However, the Void Bag of Youpin can be encountered but not sought, even the 'Xuanbao Pavilion' in Xuanwu City may not be available.

Even if you get one or two occasionally, it's too expensive for the average person to afford. ”

"It's estimated to be ten thousand spirit stones." Tang Wendao.

Thinking about the excellent product's empty bag is really a good product, it is about the size of about eighty cubic meters, and it can hold several containers, and it must be one at a time.

"Of course, besides, you have to use high-grade spirit stones to exchange them, and low-grade people don't want them." Zhuge Ziliang said.

"The key is that there are spirit stones and no bags." Tang Wendao said that he can afford it now, but he has no place to come.

"You can try your luck at him." Zhuge Ziliang said.

"Senior, please say, who is he?" Tang Wen asked.

"No one knows what his name is, but everyone calls him the Old Man of Heavenly Tears." Zhuge Ziliang said.

"Why such a strange name?" Tang Wen was a little curious.

"His eyes were naturally watery, as if they were flowing all the time. However, this man is a master of instrumentalism. Zhuge Ziliang said.

"Could it be that he can refine a high-quality void bag?" Tang Wen asked.

"Of course, however, because of the rarity of high-grade void bag materials, the success rate is too low, and it is difficult to make one hundred void bags. So, it's expensive, and it's priceless. Zhuge Ziliang said.

"I want to try my luck." Tang Wendao.

"You can touch it, but it is estimated that it is not very certain, this person lives at No. 88 Xiji Alley in Xuanwu City.

It was an inconspicuous courtyard, but the old man of the tears was an extraordinary person.

Extraordinary people have strange tempers, they are difficult to approach, and ordinary people can't even enter the door. Zhuge Ziliang said.

The next morning, Tang Wen packed up, brought a lot of gifts, and went straight to the old man's residence.

The courtyard was indeed very ordinary, and it looked inconspicuous from the outside, just like an ordinary house.

There are a lot of trees in the civil structure of the house, and the yard is basically covered.

Tang Wen knocked on the door, and a middle-aged man wearing a melon skin hat, a homespun robe, and cloth shoes appeared. Glancing at Tang Wen, he asked coldly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Looking for the old man with tears." Tang Wendao.

"Not here." The melon skin hat said that he was about to close the door.

"Master Zhuge Ziliang said here." Tang Wendao.

"You are stupid, he said that there is, then he told you to jump off the building, you will also jump off the building, you have been deceived." Guppy Hat snorted.

It seems that people don't even sell Zhuge Ziliang's face, no wonder Zhuge Ziliang said that he couldn't even enter the door.

"I'm here to see the old man of Tianxi, you don't need to report it, but you will bear the consequences." Tang Wendao.

"You're sick? ! The melon skin hat was suddenly furious, and his popularity swelled, and Tang Wen was startled when he saw it.

I grass!

The popularity of the melon skin hat is actually as big as an egg, this is a master of the 'Qi Cultivation Realm', which is more powerful than the innate realm of Qi Hengjiang, and then there is the Juyuan Realm of the Red Beard.

"If you want him not to shed tears, in this world, only I, Tang Wen, can govern. Since you won't let me in, take your leave! Tang Wen put down the next sentence, turned around and left.

Walk very simply, never dragging mud and water.

"The super pharmacists have seen it, you can do it, bullshit!" Guppy Hat snorted.

"No, you cut off my head." Tang Wen continued to walk without looking back.

"The boy is back." The melon skin hat rushed like a gust of wind, picked up Tang Wen and jumped into the courtyard.

The master is really a master, and the seven or eight-meter-high courtyard wall is still walking like a fly, and Tang Wen only has envy left.

As a result, he was thrown directly into the hall.

Tang Wen saw a middle-aged man, with a slightly round face and a white-washed cloth robe.

There was a hairpin made of bamboo on his head, and his eyes were a little cloudy, but the tears really kept flowing.

It's just that not a lot of it comes out.

"Xiang Wu, why are you bringing someone in?" The man asked.

"This kid's name is Tang Wen, and he said that he could cure your tears, and he said that he couldn't cure it, so I would cut off his head." Guppy Hat said.

"How did he know about here?" The Old Man asked.

"It was Zhuge Ziliang's old man who said it." Xiang Wudao.

"Boy, I'm born with teary eyes, don't say a pharmacist, even the pharmacists of the Tongnian Realm all seem to be born, your head is gone." The Old Man of Heavenly Tears sneered.

"Boy! Now I don't have anything to say, let's take the head. Xiang Wu's eyes widened, and he pulled out a trembling broadsword.

"If you don't let me cure it, why can't it be cured? You guys are so arbitrary, so stupid. Tang Wen didn't panic at all, his face was flat, and he said.

"Boy, dare to be loud, you really don't want your head?" Xiang Wu said fiercely.

"In the end, if you don't let me see it, if you don't let me see it, our gambling contract won't be established, and you have no right to cut off my head." Tang Wen looked impatient.

"Boy, you really don't need a head, it's okay, come here, Lao Tzu will show you." The old man snorted.

Tang Wen walked over, put on a small flashlight glass, and suddenly, a beam of light hit the eyes of the old man in tears.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at the small flashlight a little strangely. gave a beam of light, and suddenly, tears welled up.

Tang Wen stretched out his hand and rolled his eyes. The old man of Heavenly Tears was not angry and let Tang Wen operate.

"Constant tears?" Tang Wen asked.

"Hmm."

"When did it start?"

"Eighteen or so."

"Hehe, do you have a lot of tears when you eat the fire?" Tang Wen said with a smile.

"How do you know?" The old man was stunned.

"Also, you guess you started refining weapons in your teens, right?" Tang Wen asked.

"I started learning when I was six years old." The old man said.

"But you don't cry until you're six years old, and you don't start until you're eighteen, do you know why?" Tang Wen asked.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head.

"Because you often refine your weapons, you often use fire, like a furnace fire, etc., which has been roasting you, smoky and fire-roasting, and over time, your tears will go wrong." Tang Wendao.

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