"Brother, my master and Tan Sitong have some connection..." Fang Yi thought for a while and said, "This knife is useless in the Peng family. I will take this knife back to worship the master, which is also a little comfort to the master..."

"Brother Yi, are you talking about an old Taoist priest?" the fat man said in a flash: "Why haven't you heard you talk about this before?"

"You are not from my master, how could you tell you these things?"

Fang Yi curled his lips when he heard this. According to the old Taoist priest, Fatty and Sanpao had no wisdom and could not enter the Taoist sect, so the kung fu taught them back then was extremely superficial, and it was even more impossible to tell them about the master's sect.

"Brother, just take this knife..." Peng Bin waved his hand and asked curiously: "But you can tell me how could your master have something to do with Tan Sitong?"

The Peng family has lived in Sichuan Province for at least hundreds of years. A huge family ended up leaving the country because of this ghost-headed knife.

Although he avoided many domestic movements after the founding of the People's Republic of China and also took root in Myanmar, the Peng family was always a little resentful about this and regarded this ghost-headed sword as an ominous thing. Therefore, even if this sword is of great significance, Peng Bin can still make the decision to send it out.

"There is nothing to say, but after I say it, let me believe it or not..."

Fang Yi thought for a while and said, "My master knew Tan Sitong back then and calculated that he would have a disaster in middle age. He wanted him to join the Taoist sect to overcome his disaster. But who knew that Tan Sitong admired Buddhism and rejected Master. You all know what happened later..."

When Fang Yi lived with the old Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest often talked about ancient and modern figures with him, especially when talking about modern figures, the old Taoist priest seemed to be very familiar with them, and the allusions he said were all that Fang Yi had never heard of.

Just like Tan Sitong, the old Taoist priest said that he was born with wisdom. Even if he did not join the Taoist sect and studied Buddhism carefully, he could become a master of his generation. Unfortunately, Tan Sitong was determined to reform and save the country, and ended up being beheaded by Caishikou and incompletely incomplete corpses.

Every time he mentioned this to Fang Yi, the old Taoist priest always felt very sorry, so after Fang Yi learned that the ghost-headed sword was the sword that beheaded Tan Sitong, he thought of bringing it back to China.

"Fang... Fang Yi, I said brother, you... your master and Tan Sitong know each other?"

After Fang Yi told this past, Peng Bin's eyes almost popped out, "Don't joke with his elder brother. Tan Sitong has been dead for more than a hundred years. If your master knew him, how old would he be?"

"Brother, I just said you don't believe it, right?"

Fang Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I don't know how old my master is, but he did say that back then. Not only Tan Sitong, but many people in that period, such as Dong Haichuan and Guo Yunshen, all of them knew his master..."

In fact, Fang Yi initially did not believe what the old Taoist priest said back then, because Dong Haichuan was born in 1797. Emperor Qianlong had just given up his throne for two years and had not died. If he were to say that the old Taoist priest, he would be an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.

However, as his cultivation level continues to improve, Fang Yi is now a little bit skeptical about his master's words back then. Unlike the Buddhist teachings that save all sentient beings, practicing Taoism is to seek immortality, and Taoist practices do have this effect.

In the past, Fang Yi's cultivation was shallow and he didn't think anything was wrong, but with Fang Yi's current cultivation level, as long as he did not encounter a sudden disaster, it would be absolutely fine to live a safe life of more than 100 years. If he could advance to the next level, he might be able to live to over 200 years old.

"After living at such an old age, then... wouldn't he become a god?"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin's mouth failed to close for a long time. He had never met Fang Yi's master, but he knew very well about his sworn brother. Peng Bin knew that Fang Yi was not the kind of person who spoke nonsense and liked to talk nonsense.

"Boss Peng, everyone in our village calls me old Taoist priests and immortals..." The fat man next to him said, "That old Taoist priest is talking all day long, but he has some skills. Unfortunately, he died a few years ago, otherwise you can meet him..."

"What a magical thing? You guy is itchy, right?"

Fang Yi glared at the fat man with anger. The teacher was kind to him. Fang Yi, who was a teacher and father since childhood, raised him up and taught him all his skills. Fang Yi could not tolerate anyone saying bad things about his master.

"Hehe, just say it casually..." The fat man shrank his neck. He knew Fang Yi's feelings for the old Taoist priest, and immediately stopped talking.

"What a pity, you met me late, brother, or I, otherwise I would have met your master..."

Peng Bin shook his head with regret. He believed that those who could teach Fang Yi's disciples must not be ordinary people, but if the old Taoist priest was an ancient man who lived hundreds of years old, Peng Bin still didn't believe it anyway.

"Brother, I'll take this knife..." Fang Yi reached out and held the ghost-headed knife in his hand, frowned and said, "I can't bring this thing on the plane. Brother, can you please send it back for me?"

Fang Yi has been on the plane several times and knows that such knives are not allowed to be carried during security checks. I am afraid that even if it is checked, it will be found out. If it is confiscated as a prohibited item, Fang Yi will really be in tears.

"No problem, but don't put this thing out after you get it. The domestic inspection of controlled items is very strict..." Peng Bin nodded and agreed. As long as it is not sold, the Peng family's channels can go directly to any place in the country.

"I know, brother, don't worry..." Fang Yi laughed when he heard this. Following Master Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan, although Fang Yi has not been in the industry for a long time, he can understand the tricks here.

If a knife like this is seen by the police, it will indeed be confiscated. However, as long as Fang Yi issued an appraisal certificate from his master and then obtained a collection certificate, the knife will become a regular collection, and there is no need to worry about being eliminated.

"Hey, Brother Yi, you have found your stuff, and I and Sanpao have not yet settled..." Seeing Fang Yi selecting something, the fat man's eyes started to look around again. When he saw a shelf behind the ghost-headed knife, the fat man's eyes were fixed.

The shelf was placed with a personal armor, at the top was a helmet with only eyes and mouth exposed, and below the helmet were two pieces of breastplate that connected to protect the front heart and back. At the other two arms were two arm guards composed of scales.

The bright silver armor, coupled with the armor on both sides of the thighs and a shield and a long sword in the left and right hands, suddenly looked like a person holding a weapon standing there. Judging from the shape alone, it was very majestic. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!