If someone is accidentally stabbed into the body by this spike, the diamond-shaped wound will make the blood flow continuously, and the water controlled by the splitting spur will take the opportunity to pour into the injured area, enter the human body, and disturb the human body, just thinking about it will feel terrible.

After determining the shape, Zhang Baijian let the liquid of the magic weapon continue to cool down, and finally became a new magic weapon.

On the shiny thorn body, a blue water dragon is entangled, and the raised sharp edges and sharp spikes prove its lethality and threat.

Holding the handle in the middle, the true element was poured into the water splitting thorn, although the attribute was not suitable, the water splitting thorn still emitted a clear sound, like a dragon's groan.

Holding this water-splitting stinger, I can't put it down.

With a slight sigh, Zhang Baijian still put away the water splitting thorn, put it in the storage ring, and turned out of the refining workshop.

Outside the refining workshop, the noisy market had now quieted down, and it was clear that it was late at night, and although it was difficult to distinguish day and night on the back of the giant bird, people were accustomed to returning to the barn to rest after sunset.

The old man's stall before was really empty, only a few scantily clad female cultivators, standing in a dark corner, throwing flattering glances at Zhang Baijian, with very obvious intentions.

"Little brother, come and play! As long as there are three medium-grade Lingbei, the slave family will be up to you tonight, you can do whatever you want." A woman with a towering chest walked out, shaking her beautiful body and tempting Zhang Baijian.

Zhang Baijian snorted coldly, and the divine power was slightly released, and the few female cultivators who were not qi practitioners were suddenly overwhelmed, panicked and fled in embarrassment.

Driving away these vulgar powders, Zhang Baijian returned to his warehouse and summed up the refining experience as if he had gained something. At the beginning of the cultivation path, it was specialized, but then it was Bo. Because there are natural gains from the contact of the side, the roads are different but the same end.

The night passed in a flash, and the next morning, Zhang Baijian hurriedly walked out of the warehouse and headed towards the market.

Sure enough, the old man had already set up a stall there, and there were a lot less things on the stall. It seems that there are a lot of people who know the goods, even if the price is a little higher, it can't stop the good things.

"You're here?" the old man looked at Zhang Baijian with a non-unusual expression.

Zhang Baijian nodded, didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out the water splitting spur and placed it on the table.

The old man gently picked up the water splitting thorn, and with a movement of his wrist, a true yuan poured into the water splitting thorn. The jasper dragon that appeared on the water splitting spur roared, turning into a huge water dragon and spiraling up. In the midst of the rolling waves, the splitting water thorns passed through the bottom of the water without hindrance, as if they had turned into a stream of water, and if the enemy was not careful, he would immediately catch the way.

"Good!good!" said the old man three times. It can be seen that the satisfaction is extremely high. As soon as the water was retracted, the monstrous waves disappeared without a trace. It's as if what happened before was just an illusion.

Zhang Baijian couldn't help but admire: "The predecessors are so pure and pure, after the huge waves, there is not a drop of water left. ”

The old man said: "The way of water can be rigid or soft, and only control is subtle. to be able to fully taste it. Your water thorn is very good, it suits me very well, so the thousand-year-old willow heart of the lightning strike wood will be given to you!"

As he spoke, the old man took out the thousand-year-old willow heart and handed it to Zhang Baijian.

Zhang Baijian hurriedly took it. A hint of tingling. Through the willow wood heart, it was transmitted to Zhang Baijian's body, causing the thunder attribute true yuan in his body to rotate rapidly.

"Is there a name for this sting?" the old man asked suddenly.

Zhang Baijian shook his head: "No." ”

The old man nodded, rubbed the Dharma weapon with his palm, and said, "Since this is the case, let it be stopped! ”

Zhang Baijian exclaimed: "Good name, the predecessors really won the three flavors of water." ”

The old man smiled faintly: "I'm nothing, but you're amazing!" There is a faint nine-day thunder light on his body, and his spiritual cultivation is extremely extraordinary. I'm afraid that my background is also extremely extraordinary!"

Zhang Baijian just smiled and didn't explain. Generally speaking, high-level gods and spirits rely on the support of the sect or ancestors, and if they are looking for or collecting them, they will not be advanced because of their limited strength.

Zhang Baijian didn't explain, and the old man didn't ask deeply, the transaction between the two was over, and everything seemed to end here.

"Hey, you two, show the things in your hands to the young master, forget one person to give you a hundred pinning spirit shells, put down the things, you can get out." A voice rang out from beside him.

Zhang Baijian frowned, feeling a little helpless. Is this world full of blood, or is there too many brainless second ancestors? Just by making a deal, you can provoke such prying eyes.

The pink-faced young man with green hair staggered over with two gorgeously dressed and gorgeous women, looking greedily at the thousand-year-old willow heart in Zhang Baidao's hand and the water-splitting thorn in the old man's hand.

Behind the young man, followed by three big men like black iron towers, they looked at Zhang Baijian and the old man like eagles and wolves at the moment, as if Zhang Baijian and the two of them had the slightest threat to the youth, they would not hesitate to make a move.

Zhang Baijian smiled faintly: "Although he is a brain-dead, his vision is not bad, and he knows that this is a good thing." As he spoke, he shook the willow heart in his hand and put it in his pocket.

And the old man also held the water splitter in his hand, but the posture seemed very casual, not like he would attack at any time, and obviously did not take the future in his eyes.

"Nima's! Who are you scolding for being brain-dead?" the pink-faced young man was furious, removing a hand from a woman's upturned buttocks, pointing at Zhang Baijian's nose and scolding loudly.

Zhang Baijian shrugged his shoulders: "Whoever answers, naturally who." ”

In the crowd around them, a chuckle rang out.

The old man interjected leisurely in the rear: "The prince of Mianzhou Salon is also a figure, but the hero Lao Tzu is a bear, and this kind of thing will never be less." ”

"What are you talking about?" the pink-faced young man was furious, turning his face to glare at the old man.

The old man was not angry, but said leisurely: "If you know who this old thing you are scolding is, I am afraid that you will not be able to scold it." ”

"Old thing, tell me who it is? In this world, there is no one who Young Master Ben does not dare to scold. The pink-faced young man said rampantly.

Zhang Baijian sneered: "Among the people you said who dare to scold, do you also include your Laozi Hou Tian?"

There was another round of laughter.

The pink-faced young man's cheeks were flushed, and he pointed at Zhang Baijian and scolded: "Damn, dare to play Lao Tzu? Tiesha and Tieyan, break his legs for me." ”

The old man suddenly said angrily: "Who dare? If you dare to do it, the old man promises that in the future, your Sharon clan will never get any help from the water system witch cultivators." ”

The two Black Tower men who were about to start before suddenly stopped.

There are many bandits in Mianzhou, and it is not unusual for this pink-faced young man to have such a domineering character. But no matter how powerful the Mianzhou is, they will never offend the witch cultivators of the water system, not to mention that this barbarian nineteen old man is not only a mysterious and unpredictable barbarian witch, but also has a very high reputation among the witch cultivators of the water system, and can almost be regarded as a figure of the ancestors.

The pink-faced young man was also stunned at the moment, and his face became difficult to look at. If he knew that he had offended the barbarian nineteen in order to take advantage of a little advantage, he was afraid that he would immediately break his leg and take him to the door to make amends.

Mianzhou is so strong, but no matter how big it is, you have to drink water. However, Mianzhou is full of wind and sand, and water resources are scarce. In this way, the water system witch cultivators who can condense the water source from the aura in the air are extremely sought-after in Mianzhou, and they have a very high status.

"Barbarian old man, our young master was just joking before, please have a lot of adults, don't mind. The big man, who had been following behind the pink-faced young man, stood up and apologized to the old man for the pink-faced young man.

The old man just smiled faintly, did not take advantage of the situation to make amends, nor did he make sarcastic remarks. Just with those sharp eyes, he looked at the pink-faced youth.

In the golden eyes, there were no mood fluctuations.

The atmosphere froze. (To be continued......)