The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

After leaving the Detective Tower, Chen Fan was filled with doubts.

First of all, where is the headquarters of the Spirit Detector Alliance that Uncle Feng said? Even Xuan Jingjing is just a small branch. What a huge force is the Spirit Detector Alliance?

Moreover, according to what Uncle Feng said, Chen Fan also felt that the other party's worldview was different from his own, but Chen Fan did not know the specific difference.

There are also books that almost filled the entire Spirit Quest Tower. What is recorded on it?

Everything in the end turned into doubts and filled the bottom of my heart, waiting for the time to come, Chen Fan little by little to help himself.

Taking a breath, Chen Fan took a step to leave. He did not choose to leave Beicheng, because there was one more important thing that he did not do!

Chen Fan asked someone to refine the Devouring Spar.

Today's cold light sword is completely useless, and Chen Fan is in need of a weapon at the moment.

While asking Wu Aiguo before, Chen Fan knew that there was a very famous master craftsman in the Great Profound Kingdom in Beicheng.

This person's name is Huo Chongtian, and he claims to have nothing but practice.

This time, Chen Fan was going to find Huo Chongtian and asked the other party to help refine the sword.

Following Wu Aiguo's guidance, Chen Fan walked through alleys and finally found a mansion that looked dilapidated.

There was no plaque on the gate, and it looked like a deserted house. Even the original vermilion gate had been painted off, and a thick layer of dust fell on it.

Chen Fan stepped forward to call the door, but the door was not locked, and he pushed it open with a light push.

"Squeak..."

The old door made a toothy sound, and Chen Fan looked inside, the overgrown weeds were deep and quiet.

"Is Senior Huo at home?" Chen Fan yelled, without any response inside, but he could clearly feel the aura of someone moving.

Stepping into the mansion, Chen Fan crossed the front yard and walked towards the inner house.

Even the stone slabs on the ground were covered with moss at this moment, and Chen Fan was really hard to believe that such a house was actually inhabited.

After walking into the inner house, Chen Fan saw a figure squatting on the ground in the distance, with gray hair and disheveled hair. He was in ragged clothes like a beggar.

"Senior Huo, under Chen Fan, I want to invite..."

"Shut up!" Chen Fan didn't say a word, and the Huo squatting on the ground interrupted him with an anger, "If you disturb my mighty general, see if I don't ask you to settle the account!"

Huo Chongtian was indeed a human being as the name suggests, and one mouth was angry with the sky. Chen Fan followed the other's eyes and saw that there was a fist-sized bamboo box on the ground at the moment, surrounded by holes.

Inside the bamboo box, Chen Fan clearly saw the cricket that had been dying.

Well, it is not difficult to know from Huo Chongtian's words that this cricket is called the mighty general...

Chen Fan was able to sense that this cricket was probably dead soon, and the two long tentacles on his head were drooping aside.

But the fire was soaring to the sky, the whole person was extremely sad, tears were about to fall, holding the bamboo box and crying and saying: "My mighty general, how can you just leave me like this, I'm still waiting I want you to fight Xuan Jing's invincible hands all over!"

Huo Chongtian was in an extremely miserable state at the moment. He was as sad as a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, and crying when he saw it.

Chen Fan didn't expect that he was here at such an untimely time. After pondering for a long time, he could only suffocate one sentence: "Senior, do you feel sorry?"