The people who can customize weapons and equipment are all senior craftsmen, and they usually serve as worshippers in the family.

And most of the wild people in the rivers and lakes have some ulterior past, and they don't want their crafts to be wasted. But I couldn't see the light, so I started to make a living in a different place for a few years.

Looking at the condition of the goods in front of him, Fan Baili felt that he was very likely to meet charlatans.

But that's not for sure, it's like a ghost town, three regardless of the area, three religions and nine streams gather, there is everything.

The equipment on his body is indeed average, and those few treasures are naturally inconvenient to take out, and if Tiexin doesn't reveal his identity, he still needs some things to take advantage of.

Fan Baili didn't know anything about this place, the team in front of him was an unexpected joy, with an old horse who knew the way, no matter how reliable it was, it was better than him finding someone temporarily.

If someone hadn't led the way, Fan Baili would never have come here by himself, not that he didn't dare, but he couldn't find it at all. This is not a good place to do business, I am afraid that only people who do not want to show their faces will hide here.

After a while, the two arrived at a hut, and from the outside, this posture was indeed three points weaker than that of a ghost town, and there were traces of time everywhere, and they couldn't hide the decadence.

The team was stooping down and struggling into the hut. Fan Baili also followed.

Inside the house, there is no ghost town like a dilapidated outside and splendid inside, but ten dozen and ten are the same.

A cramped, dimly lit space, full of shelves, with strange and unnamed things. However, it can be seen that many of them are disassembled parts, and some Fan Baili knows, but most of them don't know what to use.

There is a bed in one corner, which is also tempered by the years, and the hem of the bed is full of all kinds of bits and pieces. Fan Baili didn't know if he could sleep with a person on the top.

The only place where the sunlight shone in was a huge workbench, still, with all kinds of tools and scattered bits and pieces. A thin old man was busy.

A beam of sunlight hit the stage, and the whole room was filled with a craftsman's atmosphere.

The old man raised his head, revealing a face like mulberry bark, looked at the bag on Xiang Fan Baili's waist, and said, "The secret weapon of the one-eyed dragon, your own people, everything is easy to say." He stopped what he was doing and walked over with two steps, "Young man, show me your weapon." ”

Fan Baili thought about it, took out the Chongyang Iron Flying Knife and the Dragon Slayer Dagger from the Qiankun bag, and put them on the table.

As soon as he saw the dragon slaying dagger, the old man's eyes flashed, and he stared at Fan Baili deeply, and said, "This thing has a lot of origin......s!

"The person who sent it came from a clean background. Fan Baili replied flatly.

The team next to him was intentionally or unintentionally, and his hand slowly stretched out to his waist.

The old man looked up at the team and said, "The one-eyed dragon won't lie to us. ”

The team breathed a sigh of relief and spread their hands to Fan Baili. The latter just smiled and didn't care. It is understandable to be more wary of the living.

The old man picked up the dragon slaying dagger, and while observing it carefully, he muttered, looked at it several times, and said, "The dagger is not an ordinary product, if it is a normal circulation, it should not come to you." ”

Fan Baili was a little moved at this time, and immediately changed to a deaf look.

"This is a famous dragon-slaying dagger in history, also known as the dragon-slaying dagger, which has been inherited long before the human civilization. Therefore, although there are some low-end products on the market, most of them are just imitations later. The real thing is that in the early days of the demon race, various evil dragons were born against the legends, and the dragon slayer short sword was named after it. Therefore, it is really rare for the human race to see this. However, such a treasure, old decay is also powerless, let's take a look at another one. ”

This was the first time Fan Baili had heard about the original history of dragon slaying, and he thought that the ancestor of the human race was its founder, and it turned out to be inherited from the demon race.

Seeing the Chongyang Iron Flying Knife that Fan Baili took out, the old man looked relieved, as if he had found something he could play. "The spiritual power in this was infused by you later, right?"

"It's down there. ”

"Well, no wonder, your cultivation is really distinctive, I believe you can make good use of him. As he spoke, he gave him a throwing knife, reached out and rummaged around the workbench for a while, and finally found a small package made of leather.

Carefully opened it, there were small empty spaces inside, and like the appearance, they all looked very old, with a row of silver throwing knives stuck in them.

The workmanship of this flying knife is very exquisite, and the silver and white light flows, and it is actually silver refining. It's covered with intricate lines and even charms.

When he saw the lines, Fan Baili was still surprised that there was a Mithril Flying Knife in this place, especially the charm on it, which was even more rare.

Those who can use spells with throwing knives are already extremely experienced craftsmen. Fan Baili knew that a craftsman of this level was extremely precious, and he could become the number one worship in the family. Looking at the old man's appearance, and then looking at the surrounding environment, he couldn't believe that this old man had this ability.

"It's yours, remember, don't use it until you have to. With that, the old man buckled the package and handed it to Fan Baili.

Fan Baili left the town in a daze, but he had gone far, and he couldn't understand why he spent a hundred gold leaves to buy ten flying knives, although it was better than the heavy yang iron flying knife, but he didn't spend money on the eighty-one ones.

He felt in his heart that this price was still a little outrageous, mainly because he hadn't seen anything like it before.

Of course, this sentence is just thinking about it in his heart, if the old man knows that the price of his love is still considered expensive, I don't know if he will come up and kill Fan Baili all of a sudden, this is really taking advantage of it and selling it.

Fan Baili smiled bitterly, patted his sleeves, and drove those cranky thoughts out, after all, the money was given, just take it back, maybe it will really be used to save your life one day.

The material of silver refining has an unparalleled advantage in dealing with the power of yin and cold or other dark powers, and its own corrosive ability is a grade higher than that of heavy yang iron, and it is also higher than that of purple bronze, second only to rose gold. It is an extremely rare treasure, in the early days of the battle between shemales and the battle between good and evil, the silver refining weapon does not know how many high-level monks have been injured. Later, as the source became less and less, the number of surviving people gradually declined, and people looked for Chongyang iron and purple bronze instead.

Fan Baili felt the body of the flying knife, it seemed that the spiritual power infused on it was not deep, and it should be that although the old man was highly skilled, his cultivation was limited. This is a great waste of the flying knife itself, of course Fan Baili will not sit idly by, and take advantage of the time now to pour it in.

In order to occasionally use it against some people of the human race, he also poured a trace of blood into it very intimately.