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Chapter 1762

Baoqizong is not only a gate tower style.

The buildings inside are also full of luxury, and there is a smell of wealth everywhere.

If compared with this, palaces in the secular world are simply weak.

Gold and silver don't matter, they are the most common inlay materials here.

Ye Shengqiu noticed Yang Haoran's amazed expression and couldn't help but smile.

Once upon a time, when he first joined the Treasure Artifact Sect, he looked like he had never seen the world.

Yang Haoran felt that his eyes were a bit weak. If he hadn't been afraid of being beaten to death, he would have been unable to hold back and used his Myriad Transformation Body to swallow some treasures.

"Master, I'm afraid the things here are worth a lot of money?"

Several elders showed disdain in their eyes and burst into laughter.

"This is the treasure sect's accumulation of more than five thousand years, and it can no longer be measured by value."

Yang Haoran secretly cursed the big dog, but he was still a rich man for generations.

But suddenly I thought, why was such a large amount of wealth not robbed by others?

Doesn't anyone have an idea for him?

As soon as he thought about it, Ah Zi laughed.

"Boy, do you think it's strange that no one comes here to rob?"

"Of course it's strange, there are so many treasures, I don't believe no one is interested.

Even among the three major heavenly sects, none are as rich as the Treasure Weapon Sect."

"Haha, shallow.

You are just a frog in the well. You have never been to the three major heavenly sects. How do you know that the three major heavenly sects are not as good as the Treasure Weapon Sect?

From your current point of view, the Baoqi Sect is indeed wealthy.

But when your cultivation reaches a certain level, you won't think so anymore.

The things here are overwhelming in number, but there are not many things that would appeal to Nascent Soul practitioners.

Practitioners in the transformation stage are even more dismissive.

As for those with insufficient cultivation, who has the courage and ability to rob the Treasure Weapon Sect?

Let’s not talk about the bumbling old beggar in the transformation stage.

The entire Treasure Artifact Sect is basically a formation, but it's just not activated.

Once it is turned on, practitioners in the transformation stage cannot easily break it.

So your worries are simply unfounded."

Yang Haoran suddenly realized that he still had too low a view on emotions.

With sighs and sighs, Yang Haoran was brought into the ancestral hall of Baoqi Sect.

In front of a three-meter statue made of obsidian, there are dozens of spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Treasure Sect.

That tall statue must be the founder of the Bao Weapon Sect.

Yang Haoran raised his head and looked at the face of the statue, and exclaimed.

"Yan Wuya!"

Just as he shouted, an urgent voice suddenly came into Yang Haoran's ears.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth!"

The voice of the old beggar!

Yang Haoran was immediately sure that the old beggar was Yan Wuya, there was absolutely no mistake!

Ye Shengqiu and others all frowned and looked at Yang Haoran.

"Who is Yan Wuya?"

Yang Haoran immediately calmed down his expression.

"Nothing, I suddenly thought of a friend."

Ye Shengqiu looked serious: "Kneel down.

This is the statue of Master Baoqi, the founder of the Baoqi Sect. From now on, you are not allowed to yell in front of the founder."

Yang Haoran knelt down obediently, but his heart was in turmoil, as if he had discovered some great secret.

That old beggar is basically the founder of the Treasure Weapon Sect.

If you are alive now, thousands of years have passed!

At such an age, it’s no wonder that he can reach the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage.

Combined with what happened in the Hell Land, Yang Haoran was even more sure.

The flow of time in the Hell Land is the same as that in the spirit world. Yan Wuya stayed in the Hell Land for more than two thousand years for the Wanhua Furnace.

He must be right.

Under the auspices of Ye Shengqiu, Yang Haoran worshiped the Patriarch and officially became a disciple of the Treasure Sect.

According to the general procedure, the inner disciples will then receive a set of cultivation items belonging to the inner disciples.

Then go to the lobby every day to learn the knowledge of weapon refining collectively.

When you are upgraded to a true disciple, you will officially become a teacher and have an independent refining workshop and refining furnace.

However, before Ye Shengqiu could make the assignment, he was interrupted by a loud cough.

Everyone turned around and bowed quickly to salute.

"I've met the Supreme Elder."

Yang Haoran's pupils shrank, feeling strange.

It was definitely the old beggar he met before, but he had changed into the clothes of the Treasure Weapon Sect, which made him look a bit more majestic.

Because he knew that this guy was Yan Wuya, Yang Haoran did not show due respect. Instead, he looked at the Supreme Elder and laughed.

The Supreme Elder glanced at him with an unsmiling expression.

"This person is different from other disciples. He does not need to become a disciple, nor does he need to study and practice like other disciples.

The seventeenth elder who was in charge of the treasure trove happened to be at the critical moment of a breakthrough, so let Yang Haoran take over for the time being.

Ye Shengqiu, come here, I have something to tell you."

Ye Shengqiu came to the Supreme Elder with a worried look on his face. He didn't know what the Supreme Elder was going to do.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

The Supreme Elder looked around and said via voice transmission: "Yang Haoran looks after the treasure house differently from others.

There is no need to count all the items in the treasure house, and no matter how much is missing, there is no need to pursue it."

Ye Shengqiu took a breath of air with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Supreme Elder, isn't this a violation of the rules?"

The Supreme Elder glared: "I set all the bullshit rules!

What I say are rules are rules!”

Ye Shengqiu felt a toothache, and the Supreme Elder was indeed becoming more and more unreliable.

I don’t know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

Doesn't this mean letting Yang Haoran control the treasure house at will?

This power is greater than that of his leader!

What if Yang Haoran makes a big move? Where will the Baoqi Sect lose its face?

However, he also knew the temper of the Supreme Elder and did not dare to refute, so he could only smile bitterly.

"Okay, you can arrange this later.

In addition, although Yang Haoran is a disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect.

But no one is allowed to assign Yang Haoran to do anything without my permission.

As long as he doesn't do anything that harms the Treasure Artifact Sect, no interference is allowed to him."

Ye Shengqiu was stunned and completely confused.

How could he have accepted a disciple? He clearly had an extra ancestor!

While Ye Shengqiu was sighing with emotion, the Supreme Elder had already turned around and walked towards Yang Haoran.

Different from his rigid attitude when facing Ye Shengqiu, the Supreme Elder showed a kind smile.

"Ahem, Yang Haoran, come here, I have something to explain."

Yang Haoran was already sure that he was Yan Wuya, so he no longer had any worries and walked over with a silly smile.

Haha, he bowed slightly and said, "I've met the Supreme Elder."

The Supreme Elder smiled happily and looked around.

Then a message came: "Yang Haoran, I have already said hello to Ye Shengqiu.

I will arrange for you to do errands to see the treasure house, so please don’t let down my good intentions!”


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