Even Qin Fen, a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi, could not see any clues from it.

"Hakka...Hakka..."

When Qin Fen was absent-minded, the old woodcutter blinked his burning eyes and said: "Since the Hakkas like this tabletop, I will give it to a Hakka. Maybe the Hakkas can see something from it. These character lines

I can’t understand it at all. Maybe it’s different in your hands, maybe you can tell something, this must be the tabletop used by Patriarch Bodhi!”

"ah……"

In front of the old woodcutter, a square-shaped painted halberd suddenly appeared.

Just before leaving, Lao Ba specially gave him to Qin Fen for self-defense.

"Hakka, what are you..."

The old woodcutter was surprised for a while, his whole body was shaking, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

He was so frightened that he stepped back.

Over there, he was sending the table away, but over there, Qin Fen took out a weapon and pointed it at his chest. What did this mean?

Especially the light shining from Fang Tian's painted halberd gave the old woodcutter bursts of splitting headaches and severe pain in his heart.

What's even more shocking is that Qin Fen, who was just a rough-tongued monkey, has now transformed into a handsome young man.

That is what Qin Fen looks like on earth.

For thousands of years in the Qin family's realm, Qin Fen has always looked like this, with no trace of time visible on his face.

But only he himself knows that his soul is aging, and it has already aged to the point where it is about to run out of fuel.

Otherwise, Qin Fen will not abandon everything and come out of the Qin family's barrier. He will find a way to extend his life.

"Who are you? Why do you know my master's name?"

"Your master..."

The old woodcutter was surprised and seemed to understand what was going on. "It turns out that Hakka is the apprentice of the ancestor, so you have to take this table back. It can be regarded as returning it to its original owner. Please help me return it to the ancestor Bodhi."

?By the way, is the old patriarch okay?"

"Hakka, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

When the old woman saw Qin Fen's Fangtian painted halberd pressed against the old woodcutter's chest, she hurried over and begged anxiously, "Hakka, we don't know anything, we haven't said anything, so what's the point?"

Will the Hakkas spare our two old lives?"

After the old woman's words, Qin Fen calmed down and immediately took back the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand.

In fact, just now, he was testing and testing.

He never believed that the old woodcutter who had guided Sun Houhou up the mountain to become his disciple was an ordinary mortal.

(End of chapter)

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