Xu Fan looked back at his disciples, and then looked at Li Xingci emphatically.

"I didn't expect that senior would be interested in some of my bad disciples." Xu Fan said to the four disciples behind him: "Let me introduce myself to senior."

"If I can give you a few words of advice, it will be enough for you to use for life." Xu Fan said something against his will.

"Xu Gang, Master's eldest disciple." Xu Gang said expressionlessly, thinking that he would be able to defeat this female cultivator after he advanced to the Void Refining Stage.

"Xu Yuexian, Master's second disciple." Xu Yuexian said. Seeing the way the female cultivator in red looked at Li Xingci, she began to think about a question, could this invisible talent be inherited.

"Wang Xiangchi, the third disciple of Master." Wang Xiangchi said calmly, his mind still thinking about the mysteries of the swords of the middle-aged monk in the integration stage just now.

"Li Xingci, the fourth disciple of Master." Li Xingci said lightly. He seemed to have never eaten soft food in the past few lives. He will give it a try next time.

The female cultivator in red took a deep look at Li Xingci. She felt that Li Xingci had a special charm that attracted her deeply, especially those deep eyes, which seemed to attract her to look away.

The layers of fog lead to a direct exploration of Li Xingci’s true heart.

The intoxicated look in the female cultivator's eyes made Xu Fan feel that something was wrong. Your expression of true feelings was a bit inconsistent with your status as a powerful person in the integration stage.

The middle-aged monk, who had been a colleague and friend of the female monk in red for many years, looked at Li Xingci unexpectedly after seeing the look in his friend's eyes.

This nearly 500-year-old spinster has finally fallen in love with the world. She has been a colleague for three hundred years. Now she can finally relax, the middle-aged monk thought to himself.

The female cultivator in red glared at Li Xingci, and then said softly to Xu Fan: "Elder Xu, I really like the scene like this holy land of the Immortal Family. I wonder if you can arrange a place for me to practice here."

"When I was fighting against the thick-armored honey badger in the fusion stage just now, I used a little too much force. Now I feel that the spiritual energy is not running smoothly."

I believe you, your reason is too conceited.

In order to seek help, Xu Fan turned his attention to the middle-aged monk, asking if he could control his colleagues.

Who knew that the middle-aged monk just gave Xu Fan a look that any man could understand, and sent a message to Xu Fan to ask him to agree first.

"That's just right. Elder Xu's sect doesn't have the combat power in the combined stage yet."

"If Elder Xu doesn't dislike it, you can give fellow Taoist Rantian the status of a nominal elder." The middle-aged monk said to Xu Fan.

"good"

Xu Fan, with the intention of watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, said to Li Xingci: "Since senior wants to find a resting place with us, Xingci, then you should take senior with you to select a site, and also give you the design by the way.

Done."

"My disciple likes to think about random things by nature. The fact that this sect is like this is all due to my disciple." Xu Fan said to the middle-aged monk and the female cultivator in red.

At this time, the female cultivator in red stood up and said to Li Xingci: "Let's go, take me to choose an address."

Li Xingci, who was sitting behind Xu Fan, looked at his master, then at the female cultivator in red, and suddenly felt like a girl being pushed out by the madam in a secular brothel.

"As ordered," Li Xingci stood up and saluted Xu Fan helplessly and said.

"Senior, please come with me." Li Xingci said to the female cultivator in red, thinking in his mind what he should do if this woman really fell in love with him.

Should I refuse and be ashamed or should I just go with the flow? Li Xingci fell into deep thought.

After the female cultivator in red and Li Xing left, the middle-aged monk took out his spiritual sword.

"Elder Xu, please taste this sword."

Xu Fan took the spiritual sword handed over by the middle-aged monk.

"Black titanium steel is the main body, supplemented by thousands of star stones and broken star iron. The rune array of the spirit sword itself has the power to break spirits, slay evil spirits, transform swords, and cause heavenly slaying."

Xu Fan then pointed to the edge and tip of the spirit sword.

"There is slight damage. It should be the result of a collision with a Taoist weapon of the same level. It is not a big problem at the moment."

Xu Fan told all the information about the spirit sword in just a few words, and almost commented on the level of the weapon refiner who made the spirit sword and what he was thinking about while making it.

After listening to Xu Fan's words, the middle-aged monk's face turned a little dark.

How come it is exactly the same as the comments made by the weapon refining master in the association, even the tone is somewhat similar? This is obviously a very powerful Taoist weapon, why is it said to be so ordinary by you.

"Elder Xu, can you comment more deeply?" the middle-aged monk said.

Xu Fan looked at this spiritual sword and his expression was stunned for a moment. Could it be that there is something else hidden in this sword?

"This is just a very ordinary Taoist spiritual sword. If I have to go deeper, it is that the weapon refiner who refined this spiritual sword was a little careless when refining this Taoist spiritual sword.

"

"It's no wonder. After all, this kind of spiritual sword, which is the entry-level weapon refiner, does not need to be distracted." After looking at the spiritual sword for a long time, Xu Fan said formally.

"Elder Xu, can you repair this spiritual sword?" the middle-aged monk said.

"There is no need for repairs for the time being." Xu Fan said. The current state of this spirit sword, according to the game, is that it still has more than half of its durability. Repairs are useless.

"I want to find someone to repair this spiritual sword." The middle-aged monk said a little helplessly. In the past, the masters of weapon refining at the Presbyterian Church headquarters had more or less free time.

Since the two worlds began to merge, the orders from those masters of weapon refining were directly scheduled for decades later. This allowed him, a nerdy swordsman who didn't like to make friends, to experience the dangers of the human world.

"Yes, if senior gives me this spiritual sword for repair, 500 million spiritual stones will be given." Xu Fan said in a professional manner. Relying on his own craftsmanship and earning more than ten times the price difference should not be considered a bad idea.

"I can also help senior upgrade your Taoist spirit sword, increasing the power of the spirit sword by 20% and 5 billion spirit stones." Xu Fan said with a smile.

"Can't it be cheaper?" The middle-aged monk's expression was very dull, but there was a trace of embarrassment in his heart. He spent all his wealth on this Taoist spirit sword.

"How much do you want, senior?" Xu Fan asked, had the proud senior replaced him just now?

"Can 50 million spiritual stones be enough?" The middle-aged monk said a number that shocked Xu Fan.

"Senior, you........."

"What spirit stone doesn't work? The junior helps the senior to repair and upgrade it for free. Just treat the senior as a friend." Xu Fan wanted to complain at first, but then he held back.

"How embarrassing." The middle-aged monk's expression was slightly surprised.

"Senior, what was the price we agreed on for the Sky Patrol just now?" Xu Fan suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"Didn't we agree on a 50 million spiritual stone?" the middle-aged monk said, not understanding why Xu Fan suddenly asked a question.
Chapter completed!