Chapter 873

"Idiot, of course it's closed, come in quickly"

Zhuo Wenshu was furious, and slapped Niu Dali on the head fiercely. Under Niu Dali's resentful eyes, he slid into the stone gate with a sound.

As soon as they entered the other side of the Shimen, Qin Yang and Feng Yanran discovered that this side was completely different from the sloppy shops. The extremely exquisite courtyard and the bamboo forest that was like spring all year round all showed a peaceful atmosphere.

A place like this is worthy of a god-grade craftsman.

"Wait here for a while, I will come as soon as I go, Dali, you are here to take care of the two guests"

As he spoke, Zhuo Wenshu disappeared with a single movement.

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At this time, in the main hall of Tianxie Sect, a middle-aged man dressed in black sat tall at the head, and next to the middle-aged man was Xie Yiran.

This middle-aged man is Xie Yiran's father, Xie Yiling, the suzerain of the Tianxie Sect, and a Zhanzun level Dzogchen powerhouse.

Under the main hall, a man dressed as a guard knelt down.

In the secluded hall, there was silence, and for a long time, Xie's hoarse voice sounded.

"You mean, the woman who attacked my son, and the man next to the woman, entered Master Liu Bo's shop"

"Yes"

The guard man quickly replied:

In the hall, it fell into silence again, a drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the guard man, for fear that Xie Yishan would do something terrible.

People outside are terrified of the Tianxie Sect, but they don't know that everyone in the Tianxie Sect is also terrified of the evil.

Xie Yishan kills people, never caring about the reason, if he is in a bad mood, he will kill.

Fortunately, Master Liu Bo from the Sixth District might be involved this time, and Xie Yishan didn't do anything radical, so he waved his hand and let the guard go down.

As if he had received an amnesty, the guard man's face was full of surprise, and he walked out of the hall soon.

"Yi Ran, don't trouble those two people for the time being, Master Liu Bo, we are not something we can easily provoke."

"Father, how can that be, that bitch almost put me..."

"Hmph, waste, if you practice hard, how could you be easily attacked by that woman? Don't think I don't know, that woman only has the strength of the Warlord level. As for you, you are already at the Warlord level."

Before Xie Yiran finished speaking, he was interrupted coldly by Xie Yizhi, and being watched by Xie Yizhi so coldly, even Xie Yiran, as Xie Yizhi's son, couldn't help but feel a piercing pain from the bottom of his heart chill.

Xie Yiran knew that if he dared to say anything now, his father would definitely do it.

No one understands Xie Yiting better than Xie Yiran. In Xie Yiling's heart, only oneself exists. Even Xie Yiran has a slightly higher status than others.

"yes!!"

Xie Yiran said in trepidation, and then hurriedly left.

But as soon as he left the hall, a trace of unwillingness flashed across Xie Yiran's face.

"Liu Bo's shop can't be sold, maybe it can't be done outside, I don't believe you two will stay in Liu Bo's shop forever"

Talking to himself, Xie Yiran showed a wicked smile on his face.

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On Qin Yang's side, it had been half an hour since Zhuo Wenshu left. Just as Feng Yanran was waiting impatiently, a whirlwind suddenly blew up in the whole courtyard, and then a white-haired old man suddenly appeared , beside the old man, stood a little boy.

The old man's eyes were shining brightly, and his face was extremely ruddy.

But at this time the old man was trembling all over, obviously excited to the extreme. https://www.aishangba.org

"Boy, hurry up, bring that weapon over here and let the old man see it"

After handing over the Rihong Excalibur, Liu Bo immediately snatched it over. Like Zhuo Wenshu before, Liu Bo also closed his eyes. A larger energy fluctuation than Zhuo Wenshu surged up, surrounding the Rihong Excalibur.

After a long time, Liu Bo opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of light.

"It turned out to be a god-grade weapon, oh my god, you kid is really lucky, a god-grade weapon, that's something that only Zhandi-level powerhouses can have."

"But it's a pity that the god-grade weapon can't be recovered with the old man's ability."

Handing over the Rihong Excalibur to Qin Yang again, Liu Bo looked regretful.

"Hehe, Master Liu Bo, my requirements are not that high, just a low-level divine rank is enough."

"Low-level gods?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Master Liu Bo's eyes, and then he nodded with some understanding

"Well, if this is the case, since you are more honest, and I let the old man see the rare god-grade weapon, I won't accept anything from you this time, hehe, the part that can restore the god-grade weapon Function, to this old man, is also an honor."

Liu Bo said excitedly, except for the craftsman, no one can understand that for craftsmen, although they will charge fees for refining weapons for others, and even the materials need to be prepared by others, but that is also a normal situation.

Heavenly god-grade weapons are generally only possible to hold at the Zhandi level. For Liu Bo, it is a bit unattainable. Liu Bo knows very well that maybe he will not be able to see the heavenly-grade weapon in his life.

Although the current weapon in his hand is only a god-grade weapon that has lost most of its power, it is a god-grade weapon after all.

Repairing the Rihong Excalibur was more of an honor to Liu Bo.

"Hehe, boy, I don't know your name yet."

"Kid Qin Yang"

"Qin Yang, it's a very good name. How about it, Dali, you lead little friend Qin Yang and that girl over there to find a room, little friend Qin Yang, if you trust me, please stay here for half a year Well, after half a year, the old man will definitely restore this weapon to the level of a low-level divine grade."

"Where, the reputation of Master Liu Bo is still trustworthy, but I have a question, when the master restores the Rihong Excalibur, does he need to condense the flame himself?"

"That's right, what's wrong"

A trace of doubt flashed in Liu Bo's eyes.

"Master, how about this flame?"

As he spoke, Qin Yang rubbed his index finger and thumb, and a small green flame suddenly appeared at the place where the two fingers touched.

The scorching heat caused the temperature of the entire courtyard to suddenly increase a lot.

This is just such a handful, if there are more, the temperature will increase even more.

Fortunately, none of the people present were weak, and this little temperature could not cause any harm.

"This... what kind of flame is this? The temperature is so high at this point? Qin Yang, is this the flame of your own blood?"

"That's right, the kid called it the Nine Flavors Holy Fire"

Liu Bo, Zhuo Wenshu, and Niu Dali all showed envy and jealousy in their eyes. To refine a weapon, one needs to condense flames by oneself. The higher the level of condensed flames, the higher the success rate of refining. Such a small A pinch of flames has such a high temperature. If it was the size of a fist or even larger, wouldn't the temperature be even higher? From this point of view, the flame on Qin Yang's thumb is definitely not low-level, at least higher than theirs.

Look at Qin Yang, but he is only at the level of a war emperor.

"Hahaha, little friend Qin Yang, it seems that you will not be able to rest at ease in the past six months. With the flame of little friend, it is not impossible to recover to the intermediate level of the divine rank."

Rubbing his hands together, Liu Bo said excitedly:

The third one is delivered! ! Ask for flowers! !