"Lord boy! You actually perfected your skin membrane?"
"What's this……"
As soon as the old drunkard finished speaking, his hand moved toward Li Chengfei's chest, reached directly into his clothes, and pulled out the two big killers.
During the whole process, Li Chengfei didn't even react at all.
The old drunkard was too fast. Before he had time to think about anything, the other party's goal had been achieved.
"The energy-gathering soul-breaking wave-killing weapon? You actually made this thing?"
The old drunkard was shocked.
That look in his eyes was even more exaggerated than when he saw Li Chengfei perfecting his skin mask just now.
"What are you doing? Damn it, old man. Isn't it too rude?"
Li Chengfei was dissatisfied, so he took back the energy-gathering soul-splitting Bobo killer weapon and put it on again.
This thing is made of two straps tied together. You need to carry your arms to tie the straps. Li Chengfei thoughtfully made a pair of buttons...
This action is really embarrassing.
"What's the matter with you? Hong Kong movie sir? Every time the trouble is solved, you appear." Li Chengfei complained while fastening his buttons.
This bad old man is really incompetent at the critical moment.
When he was needed to suppress Niu Yimao and Kang Hongtai, he was not there; as soon as the matter was settled, he came back.
"What is a Hong Kong movie sir?" The old drunkard was stunned.
"The immortals we have there. They are responsible for finishing the fight every time after others have finished fighting... Don't touch it in the future."
Li Chengfei buttoned his back, put on the energy-concentrating soul-shattering wave killer weapon, straightened his clothes, and looked at the old drunkard with some unhappiness.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the old drunkard picked him up and squeezed his body up and down.
"The skin membrane is tough. Not only have you practiced the skin membrane well, but you have also practiced it well. In a short period of time, you have actually achieved it. Although you have practiced "Rang Niu Gong" for a few years before, for your age
It’s really rare to say that.”
"And this energy-gathering soul-splitting wave-killing weapon... already belongs to the category of Taoist weapons. Although there are records of mortal weapon makers making it, they are all experienced old weapon makers who have worked hard all their lives to make weapons.
Accumulating experience, in the end, you have to work hard and fail many times before you can do it. You actually did it in such a short period of time?"
He has always been as calm as an old drunkard, but he has actually lost some of his composure.
"Hey! Damn old man! Do you treat me like a doll? I'm about to be crushed to death by you!"
Li Chengfei was angry.
Weak people have no human rights!
The old drunkard put down Li Chengfei with both hands and was silent for a while, staring at Li Chengfei.
That look made Li Chengfei feel a little scared.
"Old drunkard, we are both bad old men. Don't make any crooked ideas. If you really need it, I will introduce you to one. I went to the city two days ago and saw a beautiful lady. She was very charming and understanding.
Renyi, no matter how much money you have, she will never let you down..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
The old drunkard's eyes widened.
"I have a friend who is good at making tools and likes weird and obscene techniques the most! He is quite compatible with your temperament and personality."
The old drunkard walked in the courtyard with his arms clasped behind his back.
A bench came over with a "click-click" sound, and he squatted down in front of the old drunkard, waiting for him to sit down.
It was a hot summer day, and he had just wiped away his sweat. Next to him, something like a windmill was spinning, its fans were turning, and a cool breeze was blowing...
The old drunkard's eyes were obviously a little surprised, but he tried hard to keep his face calm, not wanting to act like he had never seen the world in front of a mortal like Li Chengfei.
"This is called an electric fan...oh, it's called a Dharma fan! The formation is engraved inside, which causes the fan blades to rotate." Li Chengfei explained.
"Little Doyle! These are all unfashionable things."
The old drunkard pulled out the cork, took a sip of wine, and said calmly.
Li Chengfei rolled his eyes.
This old drunkard is soft everywhere in his body, only his mouth is hard.
I was obviously sitting in front of the French fan, blowing the breeze and drinking some wine. I didn't want to leave, but I still wanted to show off and say something about Xiao Daoer...
"The production methods of these things of yours are actually very simple. They are driven by a core formation. It's a very simple thing. It's just that weapon makers generally don't think in this direction. Everyone prefers to make some powerful magic weapons, or
A well-defended magic weapon..."
The old drunkard put on airs, lectured, and continued to scan.
There are quite a lot of weird things in Li Chengfei's small courtyard.
He actually saw something like a round plate, sticking to the ground, sliding inch by inch, and everywhere it passed, the ground became clean.
"You use this thing to sweep the floor?"
"Yeah! I call it the sweeping dog."
"Sweeping dog? Good! Good! The idea is novel! The name is also novel! If my friend sees you, he will definitely like you very much."
The old drunkard nodded repeatedly.
"Little old man, your opportunity has come. I decided to take you to see my friend..."
"Don't go!"
Li Chengfei didn't wait for the old drunkard to finish speaking, and shook his head in refusal.
"Little old man! Do you know what you are rejecting? My friend is a famous master of tool making. He teaches tomorrow and tomorrow and is also regarded as a guest of honor!"
"Even Ye Hongxue is always polite when meeting my friend..."
"It has nothing to do with me. I just want to grow herbs and make utensils in my small courtyard, which is very good. I am almost turning my small courtyard into a complete smart home! From now on, whatever I want, I can
Without moving, I have a mortal vessel serving me. Is there anything more beautiful than this?"
Li Chengfei's tone was calm.
The old drunkard looked at Li Chengfei seriously and stared into Li Chengfei's eyes.
Finally he sighed and said: "What you said turned out to be true..."
Li Chengfei is not being polite, nor is he trying to retreat in order to advance...
The old drunkard is confident, he observes carefully, and a mortal will not be able to panic in front of him.
But the more this happened, the more complicated his mood became. He couldn't help but take another sip of wine, as if he was struggling with something.
"That's it!"
Finally, the old ghost sighed heavily.
"Your talent in tool making is indeed amazing. But it's a pity that you met me too late! Now, you are already over sixty years old and have less than ten years left. No matter how good your talent is, there is no such thing as
The accumulation of time will not work either.”
"Since you have no ambition or other pursuits and just want to spend the rest of your life here, I won't force you!"
The old drunkard drank and staggered out.
When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said:
"If you change your mind, come to me at any time. My friend has great skills and a good background. He came to Liangzhou just because he was indifferent and lived here in seclusion. This may be an opportunity for you. Nine times out of ten, he is
There are ways to help you prolong your life."
After the old drunkard finished speaking, he took a step forward and disappeared without a trace.
Li Chengfei was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and spat out one word:
"Depend on!"
He ran a few steps forward and shouted in the direction the old drunkard left: