On the border between Zhongshen and Fuyao, there is a small country called Jiari.

Although the territory is small, because this place is rich in Jinwang silkworms, and the silk of Jinwang silkworms is extremely tough, it is an excellent material for weaving robes, and there are three immortal sects around this small country. These three sects all make a living by refining magic robes, and it is precisely by virtue of the geographical advantages and the characteristics of the Golden King Silkworm that they have a way to make money.

When Zhuo Yuming followed the old master to the vicinity of the country of Jiari, the old master suddenly said mysteriously: "Zhuo boy, my old friend, he was born with a cheap bone. If you are polite to him, he will play with you, you have a strong attitude and harsh words, but he is polite to you. Therefore, after the meeting, you must look at my eyes and act, cooperate with me, and make sure that he will show you a feng shui treasure. ”

The old master's words made Zhuo Yuming speechless, and secretly regretted in his heart how he was blinded by lard, and he believed in this most unreliable old master.

It is clear that the old master and the master are old enemies, if he really helps the old master sing and speak harmoniously, I am afraid that the other party is willing to help, I am afraid that it will be surprising. And according to the old master's temper, I am afraid that the other party should not be alone, and there should be someone around him to help him, otherwise with the old master's mouth and kung fu, he will not be able to pull himself into the gang early.

But in desperation, Zhuo Yuming had to nod with a wry smile.

The group of four did not go to the city in Canada and Japan, but flew to a steep mountain.

According to the old master, there was a refiner on that mountain peak who lived in seclusion. This person was originally an old man of the Hundred Refining Sect, and in recent years, he has put down the affairs of the sect and lived in seclusion here. The master who was proficient in the art of divination was here to ask the refining master to refine an immortal robe.

After the old master climbed the mountain, Zhuo Yuming found out that the master in the old master's mouth was actually the old blind man in Xijian Town.

When everyone met, the old blind man and the refining master who was preparing for the refining of the robe had disgusted faces.

The refiner named Zhang Heng was the first to speak: "Mr. Pang, I'm afraid that the refining of your robe will have to be put aside." Once Zhang saw an unpleasant person before, he was in no mood. It's not ten days and half a month, I'm afraid it's hard to recover. As soon as the old master landed, he was ridiculed with a gun and a stick, and immediately jumped to his feet and scolded back: "Hmph, there are so many ways to weave a torn clothes, if you are dizzy and don't do anything, just wash your hands in a golden basin, don't be ashamed." Anyway, you have a lot of disciples and grandchildren, and you are still so diligent and diligent as an old guy who is buried in the loess to his neck, it is not that his descendants are not filial and lack money to spend. Tell me, the old man is looking for someone to send you a box or two of spirit stones. Tut-tut, anyway, we're old friends, and we can't just watch you not even be able to take out a coffin. ”

is worthy of being the old master who is the number one in the scolding battle in the void spirit world, and his words are so angry that Master Zhang's face is blue and red.

When Zhang Heng was about to fight back, the old blind man on the side suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Zhang might as well go and refine the robe with peace of mind, and leave this old bastard to me to deal with. When Mr. Zhang opened the furnace, there is no need to be in a bad mood because he is old and does not repair, what does Mr. think. ”

The old blind man said that Zhang Heng was all comfortable, and he glared at the old master fiercely at the moment, and said politely to the old blind man: "Since Mr. Pang said it, the old man will not worry about the people who don't know what to do." Then there is Mr. Lao Pang here, and the old man went to refine the robe for the disciples. ”

After speaking, he arched his hand with the old blind man who was laughing and groaning, and the world-renowned refining master turned around and left.

"Zhuo Gongzi, it's really a place where you don't meet in life. ”

Ignoring the old master with a stinky face, the old blind man said with a smile to Zhuo Yuming.

Zhuo Yuming respectfully took the two disciples to salute the old blind man, and then said: "I heard from the master that there is a senior who is the best in the world in the art of divination here, and the junior immediately remembered the senior. I didn't expect the younger generation to be fortunate enough to see the wizard in the early years, but I didn't know Mount Tai with no eyes. ”

The old blind man smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Since the master mentioned it, I think that Gongzi Zhuo has something to ask Lao Dao to help." ”

Zhuo Yuming didn't plan to go around the bend, so he got straight to the point, told the old blind man about the location of the Fuyao Prefecture sect, and asked the old blind man to give him some guidance.

After listening to Zhuo Yuming's words, the old blind man nodded, did not reply, but said to the old master: "Since the person has already brought, there is nothing to do with you." If the host doesn't welcome it, it's a villain, so if you don't leave at this time, when will you stay?"

The old master sneered, and then pretended to be puzzled and said, "Hey, obviously the master's family has returned to the house, why are there still vicious dogs barking, it's really strange." ”

The blind old man, who was already an old opponent, was not annoyed, but just sighed: "How can people who read books in the stomach of dogs in these years? It can be that the two clans were not present in the previous battle, otherwise the thickness of this face alone would be thousands of times thicker than the walls of the Demon City. This face is put in front of the demon clan, and it is like a mosquito tickling for ten or eight years, and my human clan monks can wave their flags and shout at the head of the city, and feast and drink at will. ”

The two old men in the Ethereal Spirit Realm who couldn't be higher in rank confronted each other-for-tat, compared to the shrews in the market scolding the streets, in addition to not being foul language, it was basically not much worse.

It's just that the four juniors of Zhuo Yuming and Jia Xu are suffering, and they definitely don't have the courage to interject, and it's a little inappropriate to leave rashly. I had to look embarrassed and pest aside, quietly watching these two people talk back and forth, so it was not intense.

The blind Lao Dao, who is the first in physiognomy in the ethereal spirit realm, and the Confucian master of the previous generation are obviously a long-standing battle between Yu Liang and Yuliang, and the two of them have been spitting out flying swords for half an hour, and they still haven't been able to distinguish the winner. Although with their cultivation, even if they spray it for ten days and half a month, they will not be physically exhausted, but scolding this kind of thing is an extreme test of the ink in the abdomen after all. Even the old master who is a pedantic man is searching his intestines and stomachs, racking his brains, and he can't think of any unique words for a while.

The victory and defeat are inseparable, and the two also have a tacit understanding to stop at the same time.

The old blind man asked Zhuo Yuming about the specific matters of the sect's location, and the old master greeted Jia Xu cordially, and each diverted the topic.

Although it was extremely embarrassing to watch the battle before, unexpectedly, after some scolding, the old blind man seemed to be in a good mood, and after listening to Zhuo Yuming's explanation, he agreed without saying a word.

"I originally asked Zhang Heng to create a special robe for Jia Xu, but this robe is extremely cumbersome, and it is not easy to refine, so I am afraid that it will be difficult to succeed without two or three months. Then I'll just go to Fuyao Prefecture with you first, help you take a look, and then come back. ”

After the old blind man made a silent calculation in his heart, he immediately spoke.

Zhuo Yuming was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly thanked him.

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