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"By the way, the Aragami Sect seems to be a place dedicated to cultivation, and there don't seem to be mortals there, and it feels somewhat similar to the immortal cultivation dojo in our Immortal Hidden Village, but we have to leave after passing the WTO entry assessment. ”

"I know, in fact, the so-called sect is equivalent to integrating the village and the immortal cultivation field together, and only those who can cultivate are included in it, not with mortals, but why do you want to do this?"

"But it's really a terrifying place, the Dan period is comparable to the great monk in our village, so according to this calculation, isn't the Yuan Infant Stage mentioned by Huya a master like the old man of Xianyin?

"I remember that Huya also said that after obtaining the inheritance of the Desolate God Bell, he can only be named the young sect master of the Desolate God Sect in the god transformation period, so what kind of cultivation is that sect master who can become thousands of zhang in size?"

Han Zixi suddenly opened his eyes, the small bell at the center of his eyebrows disappeared, his breathing began to be short, and he felt as if he had discovered some shocking secret that no one knew!

Han Zixi couldn't sleep, because the things he encountered in the Eastern Wilderness Divine Bell were too unbelievable, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, Han Zixi had a feeling for some reason that what he had experienced was not illusory, but real!

"Whether it's illusory or not, if you can meet that person named Huya, you'll know if it's true or not!" Han Zixi looked at the blue sky, as if he wanted to see through the sky.

Han Zixie closed his eyes again, and his divine consciousness went straight to his own sea of knowledge, and came to the sea of knowledge, and in the space of sea knowledge, at this moment, there was not only a golden storm and a silver storm, but also a large number of gray clouds in the sky of Han Zixie's sea of knowledge.

What made Han Zixi excited was that a wall actually appeared on the edge of his sea of knowledge, but if he looked closely, that wall turned out to be a word wall composed of countless words, with many brown characters and a little silver text on it.

But what Han Zixi cared about the most was the golden text on that side, and there were four big characters in front of the golden text: Panic God Finger!

"Huh, what about the Divine Earthquake Formula?" Han Zixie only found out that he had obviously imprinted the Divine Earthquake Technique, why didn't he see any trace of the Divine Earthquake Technique in the sea space?

"It shouldn't be, I'm obviously branded, why don't I have it!" Han Zixie was a little anxious, Han Zixie knew that the Divine Shock Technique was not a magic technique, nor a magical power, but an exercise!

Han Zixie's divine sense kept wandering in the sea of knowledge, but he searched the entire sea of knowledge, but he didn't see half of the words of the divine shock.

"No!" If Han Zixie's divine sense could make expressions, it must be an unbelievable look.

"Ahh

"It hurts, it hurts..."

After a long time, Han Zixi came to his senses, the corners of his mouth were wet, and his saliva was painful, he was afraid that he would pat his head, his face palpitated, and he wanted to exude his consciousness again, but as soon as he dispersed, there was a sharp pain in his mind!

Han Zixie didn't dare to let out his divine sense anymore, he remembered that his divine consciousness seemed to have touched something in the sea of consciousness just now, and his divine sense instantly seemed to be crushed, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

Han Zixi rested for a while, Han Zixi was about to release his divine sense, but he couldn't do so, which made him feel shocked, but Han Zixi knew that his divine sense was still there, but it was damaged, as for why, he guessed that it should be related to the divine shock that disappeared in the sea of consciousness.

Han Zixie shook his head slightly, only after his divine sense was restored could he continue to enter the sea of consciousness to investigate, he suddenly moved his eyes, picked up the black broken blade on the side, and looked at the broken blade with some frowns.

"You can't put it in the storage bracelet, you can't refine it, the key is still so heavy, alas!" Han Zixie's eyes glanced at the splint that had been pressed out of the groove, and his face was bitter.

A day later, Han Zixi walked out of a village, with a little crying and smiling on his face, and took out the sail and headed straight in one direction.

He went to that village to find a blacksmith shop to help him make a scabbard, but his knife was not an ordinary knife, and after the blacksmith made a scabbard for him, it was easily broken by his broken blade!

The most terrible thing is that when he paid, he gave the spirit wood to the blacksmith, the blacksmith actually didn't want the spirit wood, the blacksmith said that as long as the fierce beast Neidan, even if it was the best spirit wood, he didn't want it!

Han Zixie's face darkened, Han Zixie thought that he was very rich, but now he was a little depressed, so he had to give the blacksmith one of his only two remaining fierce beasts that he hunted in the Desperate Grand Canyon.

And he hadn't gotten what he wanted, and that blacksmith didn't have the right materials to make a suitable scabbard for Han Zixie.

Fortunately, the blacksmith told him that there was a place in the south not far from here, where there was a blacksmith shop, which might help Han Zixie.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

It's not a desert, but it's almost a desert, with a few rocky hills in the distance, a village under which smoke rises vertically, geese passing by, and scattered houses.

Han Zixie stood on the sail of the wind, saw this village from afar, and wanted to subconsciously exude his divine sense, but after a burst of pain in his brain, he smiled bitterly.

Before coming to the village, Han Zixi put away the sail and walked on a gravel path into the village with a broken blade in his hand.

Walking into the village, there were also very few people in the village, most of them were in a hurry, and when they saw Han Zixie, especially when they saw Han Zixie holding a broken blade in his hand, they were all vigilant, which made Han Zixie feel a little strange.

An uncle came towards him with a piece of wood, and when he saw Han Zixie, he wanted to avoid it, but he was grabbed by Han Zixie!

"You... What are you going to do?" the uncle looked horrified, and found that he could not break free from a young man's grasp of his hand.

"Uncle, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I just want to ask, where is the blacksmith shop?" Han Zixi let go of his uncle and asked with a smile.

"Go straight ahead and turn left until you reach the foot of the rocky mountain. Uncle took a lot of Han Zixie, and it didn't look like a bad guy like Han Zixie.

"There are so many weirdos here today..."The uncle turned around and whispered his words, and left in a hurry.

"Strange, am I so scary?" Han Zi pouted for a moment, and then walked along the route that the uncle said.

About half a pillar of incense, Han Zixie heard the sound of "bells and bells" in front of him, and Han Zixie's eyes lit up and he quickened his pace.

After a while, Han Zixie saw a shop with a large number of iron tools appear in front of him at the foot of the rocky hill at the end of the street, there was a chimney on the rock behind the shop, a large amount of gray smoke was coming out, and a strip of cloth hung in front of the blacksmith shop, on which was written the name of the blacksmith shop: Li Ji Blacksmith Shop.

After approaching, Han Zixi found that there was a rocky cave in the shed of the blacksmith shop, and the sound of striking iron came from inside.

There was no one in the shed, and Han Zixie looked at the various iron tools on the shelves, which made Han Zixie feel a little surprised, there was everything on it, there were all kinds of weapons, and things like chains.

Han Zixie looked at the rock cave, there was a flickering fire inside, and no longer looked at the iron tools, Han Zixie walked towards the rock cave.

But as soon as Han Zixie walked in, his footsteps paused slightly, because there was not only one person in the cave, there were three people including the blacksmith.

The blacksmith is a tall middle-aged man, with a full beard and muscles, sweating profusely holding a sledgehammer, which is making utensils.

What made Han Zi rest was the other two people sitting on the chair, one was a black-robed young man with his hand resting on the big sword in front of him, and the other was a black-robed young man with a veil.

When the two of them saw Han Zixiu coming in, their expressions were not good, especially when they saw the bronze medal that Han Zixi was about to play, their eyes shrank even more.

"Master blacksmith, I want to make a scabbard, can you do it here?" Han Zixie's brows furrowed slightly, ignoring the two of them, and walked towards the blacksmith.

"What's so difficult about a scabbard, the question is what material do you want to make it of?

"I'm going to do the best!" Han Zixie said directly.

"I'm afraid this won't work, my best forging material, Moxuan Ore, has already been covered by these two!" the blacksmith shook his head and glanced at the two black-robed men.

"Make a price, I'll buy you a material at double the price on the basis of the price you offered!" Han Zixi glanced at the two people who were sitting, and a look of pride appeared on his face.

"Are you looking for death?" Hearing Han Zixie's words, the black-robed young man's eyes flashed with murderous intent and he spoke gloomily.