Chapter 65: How to get rid of the gangrene attached to the bone?
The old man said as he picked up the package and hurried in without opening it to see what was inside.
Fengyin wanted to leave.
But powerful qi forces seemed to be locking him from all directions.
Feng Yin felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
This Qiankun Tower is indeed not a leisurely place.
This letter must have another purpose. Could it be related to me? If it is related to me, how should I get rid of it?
At this moment, he didn't even think about whether it was a good thing or a bad thing related to him. His first reaction was to get rid of it.
Too weak.
Now, even if someone is interested, it is at their discretion.
Even if it's a good thing, what's the use?
Of course we have to get rid of bad things, but we absolutely dare not accept good things.
At this point, Feng Yin's understanding has always been very clear, sober and decisive.
In just a few breaths, the old man turned around again, with a long crystal box in his hand; as far as the eye could see, twelve vials of pills were neatly arranged in the box.
"Well, I would like to express my gratitude to my friend Bo Yuntian for your extremely important promise. I specially offer you a small gift. These are twelve bottles of Jinyuan Dan. A small gift cannot be regarded as a sign of respect. I hope you will never refuse."
Then he took out a small box and said: "I learned that my little friend has a pet to accompany him. Here is a bottle of high-grade spirit beast elixir that my master accidentally obtained. It can improve the spirit beast's qualifications. I hope you will not
To despise it.”
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
Feng Yin refused for a long time, so he had no choice but to accept it.
The Jin Yuan Pill is fine, but this Spirit Beast Pill is something I can use.
The effect of enchanting monsters by myself is unexpectedly good, at least in terms of growth, it is too fast. Now that I have this spirit beast pill, it is an excellent excuse!
Looking at this small bottle, there are at least a dozen pills in it, which is enough to cope with the current situation.
Even if I sell thousands of spirit beasts in the future, it will still be more than enough...
After Fengyin received the gift, he no longer wanted to stay, so he said goodbye, but the old man did not force him to stay, and sent him out diligently.
Those spiritual thoughts seemed to have disappeared.
Out the door.
The wind seal turned twice and quickly turned into a small road. There was a vague feeling in my heart that someone seemed to be following me behind me.
No need to ask, most of them are from Qiankun Tower.
"really."
Feng Yin took a deep breath.
The fact that he was not forced to stay showed that he was not very malicious; but the other party obviously knew that he was a miracle doctor, so the other party had only one purpose in following him this time.
It's about determining where you live now.
Once the location is determined, what happens next is basically under their control, right? This is not possible!
Feng Yin's mind started to spin lively.
How to get rid of this?
He knew deeply that although his current cultivation level was much better than before, in the eyes of masters, he was still a piece of shit. And the people in Qiankun Tower must be masters.
If nothing else, let’s just say that the old man in charge is probably a very capable practitioner.
Now, the people sent to follow him are naturally professionals.
It is basically impossible for me to get rid of tracking by relying on my true skills. The other party can easily lock me.
But how can we get rid of it?
As Feng Yin walked, he thought about it. The cross-dressing and disguise that he had originally prepared were of no use in this situation.
On the way, Fengyin took more than a dozen turns and tried every means to get rid of it.
But he didn't dare to take this person to the location of Operation Rainbow Tsing Yi.
Secretly, this man's cultivation gave me the feeling that he was stronger than Wu Tiejun.
Moreover, the identity of the other party has not been exposed, like a shadow. Even if he kills someone and leaves immediately, no one can correct him.
Although Feng Yin knew that it was possible to escape tracking with the help of Qing Yi's power, how could he be willing to cause death for Wu Tiejun and others?
And in that way, your identity will be almost exposed to the world, and all disguises will be useless.
Go all the way.
In the dark, that person was like a gangrene in his bones, but he didn't even fall down at all.
Neither getting close nor staying far away, just hanging on to him from such a distance. Even Feng Yin could feel the other person's mentality: Seeing himself trying to get rid of him like this, in this person's eyes, it should feel funny, right?
Fengyin visited three more stores in succession, and even visited a women's products store. He always slipped out of the back door, but the feeling of being followed in his spiritual sense never disappeared.
The tracking skills of that person in the dark were simply superb.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to home, Feng Yin gritted his teeth and saw a blacksmith's shop on the roadside, so he turned around and walked in.
Since I can't get rid of it, and I still need weapons anyway, I might as well take this opportunity to do it.
As for what I will do after this is done...that depends on the follow-up.
But now the main thing is to get rid of tracking by any means, even if it means spending some money, I don't care.
"Is the shopkeeper here?" Feng Yin came in looking very wealthy, bossy, calm and even condescending.
It's completely impossible to tell that this guy has been tracked to the point where he's going crazy.
"What do you need, sir?"
"I want a knife."
"The knives sold in small shops are of high quality and low price..."
"No, the knife I want is custom-made."
"Customized...customized may be more expensive."
"Expensiveness is nothing to me."
Feng Yin waved his hand generously: "I don't have anything else now, I just have money."
The waiter immediately curled his lips.
Okay, here comes another old man like this.
I really don’t understand why there are so many idiots in this world who like to show off their wealth?
Isn’t it just a few stinky money?
What's the air?
If I had money, I would be much better than you!
Seeing Feng Yin treating money like dirt, the waiter became depressed. A hatred for the rich suddenly arose.
"Then what kind of custom do you want? Do you have a pattern?" He was feeling depressed and hated the rich, but the waiter's face became even more humble and respectful.
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"It's convenient if you have the drawing... What? No?!" The waiter almost vomited blood.
How can you use the word 'of course' even if you don't have a picture?
"But I can draw what the knife looks like, can you do the same?" Feng Yin thought of the appearance of the small broken knife in his mind.
Since that guy doesn't want to come out on his own.
Then I'll just do it myself. By the time you figure it out, I may not be able to use you anymore!
What's the air?
"Of course. As long as you can draw it, sir, we can make it exactly the same as the drawing."
The waiter replied carefully.
Feng Yin could feel the aura of the person he was following, and it seemed that he had also locked onto this blacksmith shop.
Well, it needs to be a little closer.
"My sword is not simple, it is the most precious sword in the world."
"Haha...the most precious sword...do you have any special needs, sir?"
The guys at the iron shop are also well-informed people. They usually come here to ask for tailor-made items. They have certain requirements for weapon casting materials and will never be satisfied with ordinary iron.
But this guy is really good at bragging. The most precious sword... He was really a heifer with a knife on his butt. He was so awesome that he turned into a bad guy.
Have you ever seen a real treasured sword? Not to mention you, I have never seen one!
How dare you brag!
"May I ask if your store has Xuanjing Iron?" Fengyin raised his head and looked at the prepared weapons hanging around.
"have."
"Is there dark steel?"
"have."
"Youfeng Xuanyin?"
"Yes, it is available...but the price of Fengxuan Silver is extremely high. There is a price but no market. It needs to be reserved."
"What's the price?"
"The market price is five hundred taels and two taels of silver."
The guy's expression is becoming more and more respectful. It seems like this guy knows a little bit about his business?
So he was a little more cautious and introduced it respectfully: "A treasure like Fengxuan Silver is extremely heavy and very valuable. If it is to refine ordinary weapons, only about two taels of it will be enough."
Feng Yin agreed happily: "That's it. Just two taels, just two taels, I don't ask for too much."
"But the handle of the knife must not be slippery, and the meat cannot be rubbed, but you must keep your hands. Do you understand this?"
"My uncle is indeed an expert."
The waiter stood in awe for a moment.
Sweating, rubbing meat, and keeping hands, if you can speak these three directly, even if you are not a peer, you must be a master of swordsmanship!
"You can place the Qingfeng Stone in the handle of the knife, instead of using the knife thread, use Jiaoxiao yarn; use Xuanlu tendon slices at the edge. What do you think?"
"If it's a little lacking, add some lark velvet."
"The guest officer is indeed a great expert!"
While the waiter was recording, he was filled with admiration. Few people can think so thoughtfully; all aspects of ease of use and comfort are clearly arranged.
There is no omission at all: "It's just that, although it doesn't use much, it's worth a lot."
"It's just a few hundred taels more."
"My uncle is also very knowledgeable about prices."
"Know a thing or two."
"May I ask where the customer's knife picture is?"
"I'll draw it for you on the spot."
Feng Yin slowly polished the ink and polished the pen; he had a vague feeling that the person who was following him was approaching here.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then it was gone with a wave.
Seeing the knife drawn by Feng Yin, the clerk was stunned for a while: "This, this..."
I thought that what such an expert man would draw would definitely be the smoothest knife shape suitable for all kinds of force, and I might even witness a classic.
But I never expected that this man would actually draw such a thing.
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