"It's okay to tell you, but we're thirsty too, so let's bring a rag."

Looking at this with disgusted eyes, I really can't stand this table if I don't wipe it.

The old man's eyes were a little dissatisfied, but his intuition would not deceive him, his intuition came from the training device, and the training device was what he had been pursuing, so he still turned around and took it, although he had many questions in his heart.

"Boss, this little old man hides his cultivation, and lives in this dilapidated house, does he want to hide his identity?"

Yagui originally didn't like this place very much, but after seeing this old man, he began to guess.

"Guessed right"

Lu San pursed his lips and said, this is not difficult to guess, as long as the cultivation is three or four floors higher than the old man, it is easy to see that the cultivation is hidden, not to mention the turtle.

"Let's live for the time being, although it's a little old and rotten, but this old man is also for himself, and he won't go out and talk nonsense."

Drag San shook his head and looked at the top of his head and said, I'm afraid this store will collapse in a while, I really don't know if this old man doesn't care or is too lazy.

"Give, wipe it yourself, find your own room, go to the kitchen if you want to eat, and I have a spare"

The old man came out, carrying a pot of tea and a rag, but it was direct luck that flew over.

Dragan smiled, stretched out his hand and waved it in the air, and then the teapot and rag that flew in as if they understood, actually landed on the table safely, and the rag wiped the table by itself, and the teapot moved by itself, pouring tea for the teacup next to it, and Dragan just smiled, clasped his hands to his chest, and watched all this.

When the old man saw this scene, he couldn't help but be surprised, but he hid it in an instant, but all this fell into the eyes of the shuffleman, what he wanted was this effect, first shock this old man, he was not an ordinary old man.

The old man turned and left, but his eyes kept changing, with surprise, doubt, and a hint of worry.

However, Dragsan did not observe him with the power of the spirit, but drank the tea, just now all this is just controlled by the power of the spirit, it is extremely simple, but it is different in the eyes of the old man, especially the feeling that Dragsan gives people the feeling that he is a mortal, but it is deeply felt, and it is difficult to find.

"Boss, the rooms here have not been cleaned for a long time, there is ash everywhere, and some of them have insects, alas!"

Mi Katome had already run to find a room, but it was very old, and Toshan refused to change it, so he had to sigh.

"If you can't clean it, you can live in it, maybe it will be like new."

Toksan heard the turtle sigh, but ignored it, the surface of the place was very dilapidated, but there was a good training room underground.

Although he is also curious about who this old man is, he is currently trying to improve his strength, and although the competition is part of the plan, it is still very important to improve his strength and save his life.

"Okay! Listen to you, Boss."

Mi Turtle had to accept his fate, cleaning the room alone, you can hear the sound of collision at any time, you can't help but shake your head and laugh, Mi Turtle is a big man cleaning the room, it's also embarrassing for him, but he won't, it's better to let Mi Turtle clean it himself, do it casually, as long as you can live.

In the other room, it was very clean, but the objects were all messy and messy, and there was an old man at the table, who was the shopkeeper just now.

Now he was slowly sipping his tea, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

He also heard the noise, but it only added to his worries.

He had allowed them to stay, but the doubts remained unanswered.

He was always a little afraid of Drag, but he believed that the other party was not here for him, maybe he just offended someone, in order to hide, but if this was the case, the old man couldn't help but be more worried about whether it would be a blessing or a curse to keep them.

At night, the city was silent, and the edge of the remote city was even quieter, but it was inhabited by people, or to avoid danger.

"These herbs can only help me add a little spiritual power, it seems that I still overestimate these herbs"

In a dark room, Dragsan said to himself.

He entered the room and began to refine the previous herbs, but it backfired, he thought that he could improve his strength a lot, but it turned out to be only a little improved, which was not enough for the current situation at all.

"It seems that relying only on spiritual power is still too dependent, and it is time to apply other methods"

For the current dragging, I can't think of anything that can improve the spiritual power, and if it is something else, such as refining a charm to protect one's body. Trollesan even thought of making a puppet to help himself fight the enemy, he was not afraid of the consumption of spiritual power at all, and as long as the puppet controlled it himself, he basically did whatever he wanted.

Thinking of this, I decided to start looking for some materials tomorrow, and the best thing is to understand how the puppet is made.

Although I had briefly controlled the puppet of the Phantom Stone before, it was only used to attract the attention of others, and it was not used excessively, and I didn't even touch it, and the material naturally didn't know what it was.

However, later, the phantom stone controlled the puppet battle, which was amazing. If there is a puppet, maybe you can also fight against people who are stronger than you, but this refining and materials are not so simple. Recommended reading: sm. s..

Then he fell asleep, but fortunately, during the day, he made the bed himself, otherwise it would have been dusty if he had cleaned it with the turtle.

This night was very fast, and he scattered his spiritual power in the morning, and he took a good look around, and found that it was very safe, so he checked the old man, and the old man actually ran to the underground training room to practice the equipment, and there was no sound coming out, which was also a little strange. But it's normal, the old man still has to hide in this kind of place, and he must make other preparations.

It's just that the funny thing is that this old man is not afraid that the two of them will break in if they know that there is a training room underground, what if they break in?

I thought that this old man was very confident, but in fact, this old man regarded the training device as his life, and he would be uncomfortable if he didn't touch it for a day, and he was also worried that he would know about it, but he still couldn't help but go down to refine the weapon.

He has discarded a lot of weapons in his life, but he doesn't regret it, even if he uses his life to refine a peerless weapon, I'm afraid he will be willing.

It's just that in recent years, due to the fact that his cultivation has not improved for a long time, and he is getting older, his training tools have been much slower, he used to be able to refine ten pieces a day, but now there are only four or five pieces, but this makes him more focused on refining each piece, and the quality is higher, which makes him practice weapons further.

And the turtle who cleaned the room last night was still asleep, with big characters on the bed, and the futon fell to the ground.

Yu San couldn't help but shake his head, this turtle sleeping statue is too ugly, he just fell off the bedding, but the person was lying well. read3;