Old Man Qian's words made everyone around him excited.
As early as the secret realm appeared, many people rushed here. Many people had been waiting for more than ten days, and the secret realm had no reaction.
Some people even think that this secret realm is simply a mirage and will not be opened.
Unexpectedly, Old Man Qian told them the opening time of the secret realm today.
"Old man Qian, how do you know that this secret realm is called the Tianyuan secret realm? Do you have any news? I bought it for how much!"
"The day after tomorrow? I see you, an old beggar, are just talking nonsense! You say that the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow? If it is not the day after tomorrow, labor and capital will kill you!"
"Go and notify the head of the family, the secret realm will be opened the day after tomorrow!"
"Old man Qian, did you take out your weapon from the secret realm? Have you ever been in?"
"What is in this secret realm? Will it be very dangerous?"
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The people around here were talking, and of course most people didn't believe it.
Just such an old beggar man, can you know when the secret realm will be opened?
This is no joke!
Of course, some people believe that those people are some people who live in Heishui Town.
Because it is close to Mokou Cliff and another dangerous place, many people come here to try their luck.
This also leads to many people who live here know about Old Man Qian, and also know that he has many good weapons and has a lot of information.
Of course, not everyone can get this weapon and news. Whether you can get the best weapon in his hands and get his news depends on whether the individual can catch his eyes.
That's it, many people here believe what Old Man Qian said.
Apart from the best weapons given to those who are destined to be, other weapons are also good things.
Old Man Qian ignored their words and pointed to the broken iron on the ground and spoke: "Everyone knows my rules. Whatever you can get depends on your luck."
After saying that, Old Man Qian waved his hand and the weapons on the ground were suspended in the air, buzzing.
"The old man doesn't want to move today, you can try it yourself."
After Old Man Qian said, the people present looked at me, and I saw you, and no one moved.
Finally, a bald man took a step forward and respectfully saluted Old Man Qian: "Old Mr. Qian."
"Go."
With the affirmation of Old Man Qian, the bald young man took a step forward and held a rusty sword. A sharp breath spread out. Some people with low cultivation were shocked to take a few steps back.
As the bald young man touched the dozen weapons one by one, everyone also had a clear understanding of these weapons.
Chen Feng looked at the information that appeared in front of him and felt that the old man money was really not simple.
Although these weapons are not the best, they are not trashed. For some people, they will never have one in their entire lives.
The bald young man continued to touch those weapons, and the confident smile on his face had collapsed.
Looking at the last weapon, he stepped forward with some caution.
The moment I held that weapon, there was no message prompt.
"This weapon belongs to you." Old Man Qian started: "I want the tails of three dark night wolfs to be delivered by tomorrow night."
The bald young man held the weapon and smiled happily: "Don't worry, Mr. Qian, I will deliver it to you on time tomorrow."
After saying that, the bald young man quickly left with a weapon, and he wanted to complete the task as soon as possible.
Someone used to take Old Man Qian's weapon, but did not fulfill their agreement. In the end, the person was directly dismantled. From then on, no one did not take Old Man Qian's words to heart again.