"Hua Danshi, my name is Ni Fangwu, look at my heirloom......"

"Hua Danshi, I also came from the capital, I must enjoy my face and have a meal when I have time......"

Young and golden, unpredictable, and a Danshi, and with many swords, he wantonly buys all kinds of miscellaneous things, Ye Fan has become a sweet and sweet in the eyes of these people, and almost everyone goes to stammer, calling him a brother and brother, and he is unusually polite. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The original solemn and condensed atmosphere in this land temple has also become lively and enthusiastic, some people have taken out wine, meat and delicacies to share with everyone, and many people have joined the team of talkers, with Ye Fan as the center, forming a circle, igniting the pride of the rivers and lakes in this wilderness.

"Master Huadan, this sword is really good, I don't know which sword casting master is from?" Guang Lei was full of praise for the sword he had exchanged, which made the corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitch a little, a little weak.

If the quality of this iron sword is placed in the cultivation realm, no one will care about it, and it is not even a lower grade, but it is regarded as a baby bump by Guanglei. By the way, there is also the white-clothed swordsman Ximen Muzhou, whose cold face has eased a lot, and there is no sentence that should be accosted with the people around him, staring at the new favorite on his knees, and his fingers brushing the blade of the sword from time to time.

"Ah, this is made by a swordsmith surnamed Ye, and the master has built a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine sword test furnaces, and you have some of them. Ye Fan snorted and said nonsense.

"Sure enough, it's a generation of grandmasters!"

"The sword of the test furnace has this level, then the finished sword forged by this master must be earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods!"

"Master Huadan, I don't know where this Master Ye lives, can you introduce it to all of us?"

Listening to the discussion and admiration of this group of people, Ye Fan shook his head: "Master Ye Shenlong can't see the head but not the tail, even if it's me, it's hard to see him, don't think nonsense, if you have a fate, maybe you will run into it, why bother yourself if you don't have a reason?"

"Yes, yes, what Hua Danshi said is extremely true!"

"Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years!"

The sycophants immediately bombarded in turns, even if Ye Fan farted at the moment, it was fragrant.

However, among the many people in this small temple, there were still two people who remained unmoved, one was Qin Zhuo, a black-faced man who was rejected by Ye Fan for the sword book trade, and the other was the young monk.

During this time, the flow of people who came to this mountain field increased several times, and almost all of them chose to go directly into the valley without stopping for a moment.

There was a long bell outside the soap mountain, and the time finally came.

"Master Hua Dan, please!" Ning Dahai got up and invited: "Tonight's ghost market, I will wait for Master Hua Dan to look forward!"

"That's right, follow Hua Danshi, it's really insightful, look at what good goods there are!" Guang Lei picked up the iron sword, his face full of excitement.

"Brother Hua, let's go. Yin Qi packed up her things and walked beside Ye Fan with admiration.

Out of the Land Temple, Ye Fan's eyes inadvertently glanced over that the ragged old man sitting outside the temple gate was nowhere to be seen.

A group of more than 20 people came to the valley, and the cliff above this valley was covered with arm-thick iron chains, leading to the steep valley bottom

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