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Chapter 1329 Turn around and leave

Chapter 1329: Just turn around and leave

"I came here specifically to see you and ask for something."

Yang Haoran told the truth frankly.

Yan Wuya frowned, his face serious.

"What do you want from me? Who asked you to come?"

"Hua Chengao, the leader of the Sky Fire Sect, said that Elder Yan is the best weapon refiner in the entire hell land.

I would like to ask Elder Yan for help in refining a set of magic weapons."

Yan Wuya was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and looked at Yang Haoran with a playful expression.

"That guy Hua Chengao must be playing tricks on you.

Since I came to Hell, he has asked me to help him refine magic weapons several times, but I have always refused.

I didn't expect that I would not give up and actually encouraged you to come.

I won’t make an exception!”

Yan Wuya refused without hesitation. Looking at the expression on his face, there was no room for negotiation.

Yang Haoran frowned slightly, but smiled honestly.

"Why doesn't Elder Yan want to refine the magic weapon? Does he think the price paid by the other party is not enough?"

Yan Wuya smiled disdainfully: "Money is like dung to me.

I am a pure weapon refiner, how can I be so tacky?

This is not a matter of price, but that I don't have time to waste on refining some low-level magic weapons.

I have more important things to do."

As he spoke, Yan Wuya's eyes inadvertently looked towards Hellfire's heart, looking slightly melancholy.

Yang Haoran rolled his eyes, but suddenly thought of something.

"Could what Elder Yan did have something to do with hellfire?

If you can help me refine the magic weapon, I might be able to help you."

Yan Wuya turned his head and smiled disapprovingly.

"Are you helping me? Haha!"

His expression was full of disdain, but suddenly his expression changed and his eyes were fixed on Yang Haoran.

Under Yan Wuya's flaming eyes, all he saw was Yang Haoran's mysterious jade bones.

"You said you were willing to help? Are you kidding?"

Yan Wuya's attitude suddenly changed, he became very excited, and pressed Yang Haoran's shoulder again.

The piercing eyes and sudden movements startled Yang Haoran again.

"How can you be joking? Shouldn't this be a serious matter?"

Yan Wuya nodded vigorously, quite excited.

"Okay, then the two of us will make a deal.

If you can help me do one thing, no matter what magic weapon you want to refine, I can help you.

And, not just this time, it will be the same even in the spirit world in the future!"

Yang Haoran's heart moved and he suddenly understood something.

The reason why Yan Wuya came to the Hell was not because he was forced as Hua Chengao said.

It's more like coming here voluntarily to achieve a certain purpose.

Otherwise, Yan Wuya would not have subconsciously said something like reaching the spiritual world.

"Okay, Elder Yan, tell me straight away, what do you want me to do for you?

I agree to our deal."

Yan Wuya laughed loudly and then let go of Yang Haoran's shoulders.

Point towards the heart of hellfire.

"The purpose of my coming to Hell has never been told to anyone.

But I want to talk to you today, because this is what I want you to do for me!"

hiss!

Yang Haoran suddenly became energetic. Is this a secret he was going to tell?

Yan Wuya looked at Yang Haoran: "Do you know the origin of the Hell Land?"

Yang Haoran shook his head directly and smiled honestly.

"It was just a coincidence that I came from the secular world to the hell realm.

I didn’t even know the existence of the Hell Land before, and naturally I didn’t know its origin.”

Yan Wuya nodded: "The secular world's spiritual energy has been exhausted for a long time, and the spiritual path has basically been abolished.

You can be forgiven for not knowing.

In fact, even in the spirit world.

There are not many people who really know the truth about the origin of Hell."

Yan Wuya paused for a moment, looking into the distance with a look of vicissitudes of life.

"The Land of Hell was originally a corner of the spiritual world, but it was not what it is now.

The original hell land was full of spiritual energy and was not much different from most places in the spiritual world.

The reason why it later became a barren land was entirely because of a war.

And it involves the destruction of Qibao Lingyuan Sect and the rise of Xuanyuan Yiqi Sect.

I won't explain the specific things to you, but I can tell you one thing.

The Qibao Lingyuan Sect was the largest weapon refiner sect in the spiritual world at that time.

Half of the magic weapons in the spiritual world come from the Qibao Lingyuan Sect.

The current place of Hell is actually the sealed place of the Seven Treasures Lingyuan Sect!"

Yan Wuya's tone was quite sad, as if he was mentioning something about himself.

Although he tried his best to hide it, the hatred deep in the corners of his eyes could never be wiped away.

Yan Wuya stretched out his hand and pointed at the hellfire and the surrounding distance.

"Have you seen the big and small eyes of earth fire here?

Under each Earth Fire Eye is a practitioner of the Seven Treasures Lingyuan Sect.

Although they have fallen, they have turned their lifelong cultivation into an eternal flame.

Turning the land of hell into a barren land.

The more powerful the Eye of Earth Fire is, the stronger the practitioners buried beneath it are.

And the largest eye of earth fire in the entire hell land is the hell fire in this place!"

Yang Haoran suddenly shook his body and thought of something.

"Elder Yan, you came to the Hell Realm for the sake of the bones below, right?"

Yan Wuya's body trembled, and his expression suddenly became sad.

"Thousands of years have passed, but where are the bones left?

However, as the greatest group of weapon refiners in the spiritual world at that time.

Everyone has an incredible refining furnace on their body.

The reason why the flames in the vast Gobi desert are not extinguished now are all because of the refining furnace buried deep underground.

And what I want to take away is the weapon refining furnace under the fire of hell!"

Yang Haoran suddenly curled his lips and looked embarrassed.

Suddenly he understood what Yan Wuya wanted him to do.

However, Yang Haoran does not feel optimistic.

"Elder Yan, how many years have you been here?"

"It's almost two thousand years since the Hell."

"You won't let me help you take out the refining furnace, right?"

Yan Wuya's eyes lit up and he nodded seriously.

"You are really a smart man. This is exactly what I want."

Yang Haoran clasped his fists, turned around and left.

"Elder Yan, I interrupted you earlier, please take my leave!"

Yang Haoran turned around and left without hesitation, and Yan Wuya was stunned.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly disappeared and pressed Yang Haoran's shoulder with a slap.

Only a click was heard, the stone slab under Yang Haoran's feet shattered, and Yang Haoran's legs were forced into the ground.

"Aren't you looking for me to refine weapons? Why did you give up halfway?

What I despise the most is the kind of person who likes dragons and can’t stand it!”

Yang Haoran said with a black line: "Elder Yan, aren't you trying to make things difficult for others?

It took you almost two thousand years to do something that you couldn't accomplish.

I don't think I can do it."

(End of chapter)


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