"Master, you must come back safely."

Zhang Yang looked at the place where Tiankou disappeared with tears, and said in a voice that only he heard, just standing here and watching, hoping that Tiankou would come back soon.

The time for half a pillar of incense has passed......

I saw Zhang Yang wipe the tears on his face, instantly regained his blank complexion, and walked towards the street of Tianfu Immortal City.

"Master, Zhang Yang must help you in the future, and he will not let you take revenge alone." Zhang Yang thought secretly in his heart

......

At this time, Zhang Yang had already walked to the crossroads of the street, looking at the intersection of people coming and going, he really didn't know how to survive for three days.

Suddenly, there was a façade in his eyes, with the words "Lu Bao Pavilion" written on it, thinking that it must be a place to buy magic weapons, and after reading it, he walked quickly towards Lu Bao Pavilion.

In a few steps, I came to the door, and I couldn't help but be surprised by the splendid decorations inside, and I settled down and went in.

"Yo, does this senior want to buy a magic weapon?"

Just as Zhang Yang walked into the Lu Treasure Pavilion, a monk in the middle stage of refining came running over and asked Zhang Yang with a smile on his face.

"Well, by the way, are you here to buy magic weapons?"

"Hehe, senior Xiangbi, it's the first time you've come to our Lu Bao Pavilion."

"It's the first time." Zhang Yang nodded.

"The younger generation is relieved, the younger Lu Bao Pavilion not only sells magic weapons, but also buys and sells some rare and exotic objects, but also specializes in customizing magic weapons."

"Oh, and you can customize the artifact?"

"Yes, in the entire Tianfu Immortal City, our Lu Bao Pavilion has the best income, and there are dozens of branches alone."

"Then I want to customize the magic weapon, what do I need to come out of?"

"If the seniors want to make a magic weapon, then the junior really can't be the master, please come with me, and I will take you to find my refining master of Lu Bao Pavilion."

"Well, lead the way."

"Senior, please."

After saying that, the monk in the middle stage of refining made a gesture of invitation, and led the way in front.

Zhang Yang followed him up the stairs, turned a few corners before stopping in front of a door, only to see him walk to the door and knock on the door, only to hear an old voice from inside.

"Who?"

"Master Bao, the monk wants to make a custom weapon, so the junior brought him here."

"Oh, come in, then."

"Seniors, you just go in, juniors don't go in, and you have to go down to entertain." After finishing speaking, he arched his hand towards Zhang Yang, and was about to turn around.

"Wait." Zhang Yang said silently,

"I don't know senior, what else do you have to order?"

When the cultivator in the middle stage of refining heard this, he turned around and asked very respectfully.

"It's nothing, thank you for leading the way."

After speaking, he took out a few spirit stones and handed them to him.

"Thank you, senior." The monk in the middle stage of refining said happily, and after finishing his words, he asked respectfully, "I don't know if the senior has any other orders?" ”

"No, you go down."

After saying that, he turned around and pushed the door open, and walked inside.

As soon as Zhang Yang walked in, he smelled a very fragrant smell, which made people smell very pure. Looking at the furnishings inside, it is also very simple, and the author of the wooden table in the middle thinks that the white-haired old man is the treasure master in the monk's mouth.

As soon as Zhang Yang saw the other party, he knew that this master was not simple, how could he also be a monk in the Jindan period, so he didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly said, "Junior, meet Master Bao." ”

"Well, there's no need to be polite, it's up to you to make a custom."

The white-headed old man saw that Zhang Yang was very polite, and said to Zhang Yang with a smile.

"Yes, the junior has a few demon beast materials in his hands, and I don't know if I can refine them."

"Oh, show it out for me to see."

When Zhang Yang heard this, he slapped the storage bag and took out the rhinoceros horn and the wings of the blue firebird, and handed them to the white-haired old man very respectfully.

"Well, these two demon beast materials are not bad, and with some other demon beast materials, it is enough to refine a good spirit weapon."

After the white-haired old man saw what Zhang Yang took out, he said it very lightly.

"That predecessor can be refined." Zhang Yang saw the old man say this, and asked in surprise.

"Well, that horn must be the horn of a fourth-order demon beast, a different bull demon beast." The white-haired old man said very clearly

"Senior's wise eyes, it's really the horns of this demon beast."

"This kind of demon beast is very rare, I can't imagine that you can hunt such a demon beast."

"The younger generation is lucky." Zhang Yang thought of the scene of killing this demon beast, and hurriedly shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, this pair of wings must be the wings of a rare demon beast, a fourth-order demon beast, the Blue Firebird, right?" The white-haired old man looked at the wings of the blue firebird and said in amazement.

"Yes, that's the blue flamin's wings." Zhang Yang said with great admiration

"Well, yes, you must know that this green firebird is a very rare bird and demon beast, and you can hunt these two wings really has a good chance." The old man said approvingly

"Thank you seniors for your praise, and the juniors also took advantage of these two beasts to fight and lose both, so they had the opportunity to hunt these two beasts."

Zhang Yang is not a fool, and he hurriedly made up nonsense and said to the old man.

"Well, it doesn't matter how you got it. The horns of this strange bull demon beast can be trained into a flying needle spirit weapon, as for the grade, the old man is not sure, how about charging you two thousand? The old man thought for a while, then said to Zhang Yang.

"Yes."

"As for the wings of this pair of green firebirds, I can help you refine them into a flying magic weapon, as for whether they can have special attributes, the old man doesn't dare to pack the ticket, because the refining method of this flying magic weapon is very complicated, and this will cost six thousand spirit stones." The old man thought for a moment, and then said the price.

"Well, the price that the seniors said is really fair." Zhang Yang saw that it was still under his control, and he was busy admitting.

"Well, okay, I'll write a bill for you."

After speaking, the white-haired old man wrote on one sheet, and after a while, he stopped writing and said to Zhang Yang.

"All you have to do is take this slip and go down to the counter and get a stamp. There are still two days to collect these two spiritual weapons. ”

"Well, the juniors know." Zhang Yang took the slip and looked at it, then arched his hand and said.

"Then if it's okay, you can go back first." The white-haired old man said slightly

"Then the juniors won't bother, and they will retire first."

After saying that, he gave a salute to the white-haired old man, and then turned and walked out of the house. After coming out, he followed the route he had taken and walked slowly downward.

As soon as he came down the stairs, he saw the monk in the middle of the refining process standing in one place, and when he saw Zhang Yang coming down, he ran over quickly.

"Senior, I don't know if you plan to refine magic weapons?"

"Well, the bill has been opened, where is it stamped?"

Zhang Yang shook the slip in his hand and said silently to him.

"Hehe, since the bill has been issued, then I'll lead you to the counter."

The monk in the middle stage of refining saw that Zhang Yang wanted to refine the weapon, and he showed a happy face, because he received it, so Zhang Yang wanted to refine the magic weapon, and he could still fight for a lot of money in it, so he was so happy.

"Then you lead the way." Zhang Yang nodded and said slowly

"Senior, please come with me."

After speaking, he led the way here, and Zhang Yang slowly followed.

After a while, I came to the counter, and saw that there was a middle-aged man inside the counter, but he was a sixth-level cultivator.

"Uncle Lu, this senior wants to refine the magic weapon, and Master Bao has already opened a receipt, please stamp it."

This cultivator in the middle stage of refining seemed to have a good relationship with this middle-aged man.

"Oh, you kid has another big customer, you can get a lot of commissions, bring the bills." The middle-aged man said to him playfully

"Uncle Lu, you're making fun of me again." After speaking, he turned to Zhang Yang and said, "Senior, give me your receipts." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Yang nodded, and handed him the slip.

The monk in the middle stage of refining took the slip and quickly handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Oh, two spirit weapons and eight thousand spirit stones, you kid can have a lot of spirit stones this time." The middle-aged man said to him

"Really? Hehe, isn't it a blessing from this senior? After speaking, he smiled gratefully at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang saw him like this and knew his difficulties, because he hadn't been so far, so he smiled back at him.