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Chapter 1821 Universe Furnace

Yang Haoran has black hair.

This old man is really nothing. Is he planning to rely on the strong to bully the weak?

But he chose the wrong target. Even if he couldn't beat him, he couldn't be intimidated by this guy.

"I'm so sorry, I can't give this away.

Those who were raised since childhood are reluctant to part with them.”

Yang Haoran did not dare to get too close to the old man, leaving enough room for escape.

Fire Fox naturally saw how powerful the old man was and had already hid behind Yang Haoran.

"Hehe, you want to fool me, you are very young.

This beast is full of demonic aura and is already a demon beast in the late Golden Core stage.

I have never heard of anyone being able to develop a spiritual pet into such a state.

This thing must be wild, hurry up and bring it over honestly, otherwise I will be rude to you!"

The corner of Yang Haoran's mouth twitched, and he quickly summoned the Tianji Disk to hover above his head.

At the same time, he also had an identity token belonging to a disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect.

"Senior, are you planning to rely on the strong to bully the weak?

My teachers and teachers are all very protective people.

Did you see the Heavenly Secret Disk above my head? I am the head disciple of the Heavenly Secret Sect, a single seedling.

Also, this is the identity token of the Baoqizong.

Ye Shengqiu, the head of Baoqi Sect, is my master."

Yang Haoran made it clear backstage, facing such a strong man who was absolutely unbeatable, he would use his words but not his hands.

The old man's pupils shrank, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and then he burst into laughter.

“If you don’t have enough money, you are still a guy who doesn’t have enough integrity.

All of his own head disciples can be sent to the Treasure Weapon Sect to become disciples.

Tianjimen is a weird thing and a shame to the spiritual world!"

Yang Haoran had a dark look on his face, but the old man was really guessing.

But this is not surprising, after all, he is a celebrity who doesn’t have enough money and is notoriously shameless.

The reverse can never happen.

Even the most ordinary disciples of the Treasure Weapon Sect are unlikely to be allowed to enter other sects.

Although the old man's words were not pleasant to the ear, Yang Haoran still laughed along with him.

"It turns out that senior knows my master, so we are a family. I wonder what I call senior?"

“Don’t get too close to me, I’m ashamed to be associated with not having enough money.

Don't change the subject and hand that beast over to me quickly, or I'll do it now."

Yang Haoran has a black hair, and this old guy can't get enough of it.

Just when he was thinking about whether to run away first to avoid his sharp attack, the girl Xiaoke made a clear voice.

"Grandpa, forget it, since they won't give it, don't bully them.

I don’t like it anymore.”

The old man's expression changed quickly.

He looked at the girl fondly with a kind face.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Then he turned to Yang Haoran with a straight face.

"Boy, for the sake of my granddaughter, you can keep that beast to yourself.

Come here, I have something to ask you."

Yang Haoran was a little hesitant. This old guy didn't look very authentic.

The key strength is strong, and if he really wants to fall out, he will be the one who is unlucky.

When Yang Haoran hesitated, the old man was already very impatient.

"How come a young man has more ink stains than a girl?

If you don’t come over now, I will go over there!”

wipe!

Yang Haoran cursed in his heart and could only reluctantly walk towards the old man.

At the same time, various preparations have been made.

As long as the old guy dares to take action, he will dare to let the old guy get blood all over him!

Five meters away from the old man, Yang Haoran stopped, ready to summon the bright silver gun at any time.

However, the old man did not take action, but looked Yang Haoran up and down, shaking his head repeatedly.

"It's too weak, it looks like it has just broken through the golden elixir stage.

You said you are Ye Shengqiu's disciple, so you must have come here for the weapon refining furnace below, right?"

Since the other party knew, Yang Haoran didn't have to hide it and nodded.

"Indeed, I came here for the refining furnace."

The old man sneered: "The Treasure Weapon Sect is becoming less and less popular.

Even Ye Shengqiu came to this place but returned without success.

It’s really a joke to send a young disciple like you here!”

Yang Haoran wasn't angry either, he just smiled.

"I'm just here to learn more.

On the other hand, senior, are you also here for the weapon refining furnace?

Apart from our Treasure Weapon Sect, this thing may not be of much use to anyone else, right?"

The old man sneered: "Frog in the well, what do you know?

The weapon-refining furnace is definitely used by the reckless gang of weapon-refining masters.

But the talisman formation above is the masterpiece of the talisman formation master.

Even if you tell me, you still don’t understand. The weapon refining furnaces that are qualified to carve talisman formations are all at the spiritual weapon level.

Judging from your strength, you are not qualified to touch that spiritual weapon-level weapon refining furnace in the Treasure Weapon Sect."

Although the old man didn't say it clearly, Yang Haoran already had a guess.

What does this old man mean when he says this? Could it be that he is a talisman master?

When Yang Haoran was suspicious, the girl Xiaoke had already raised her head proudly.

"My grandfather is Meng Sanjiu, the vice president of the famous Talisman Master Alliance.

Even the grandpa, the president, admires my grandpa’s attainments in talisman formations.”

Meng Sanjiu frowned slightly: "He not only admires me, he should look up to me.

The reason why he can become the president is not because his attainments in talisman formation are superior to mine.

It's just that your grandfather and I are high-spirited, indifferent to fame and fortune, and only focus on studying the talisman array.

Otherwise, it won’t be his turn at all.”

The girl Xiaoke obviously didn't believe it and secretly stuck out her tongue.

Yang Haoran sneered, this guy's ability to brag is as good as his shamelessness when he doesn't have enough money.

I was thinking this in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it out loud.

But with a smile on his face: "I have admired you for a long time, it turns out it is Senior Meng.

I have long heard of Senior Meng’s name. Both my masters once said that one day when I see Senior Meng, I must humbly ask for advice.

Although Senior Meng is a talisman master, he is knowledgeable about the past and present, omnipotent, and a true master in the world of cultivation.

It is a sin not to ask for advice from an expert when you see him, please accept my respect, Senior Meng!"

Yang Haoran bowed towards Meng Sanjiu and clasped his fists with utmost sincerity.

This scene even shocked that beast Firefox. Is this true?

Meng Sanjiu's eyes were dancing and he was very excited.

"Is that really what Ye Shengqiu said about not having enough money?

Haha, these two guys have excellent taste."

The girl Xiaoke opened her mouth wide, feeling that Yang Haoran's words made her scalp numb.

Yang Haoran felt contempt in his heart.

Bah! How could I be like this if I couldn't beat you?

"Senior Meng, based on what you just said, are you here to observe the talisman formations on the weapon refining furnace?"

Meng Sanjiu was in a good mood after being flattered by Yang Haoran.

"He is indeed a smart kid, you can see that.

You are so sensible, I will give you some more advice."

Yang Haoran's eyes lit up and his ears pricked up.

"Thank you, senior. Senior, please speak."

Meng Sanjiu pointed at the large pit with a diameter of 100 meters in front of him.

“The refining furnace here was originally the treasure of the Seven Treasures Lingyuan Sect.

It’s called the Qiankun Furnace, and it contains the fire of thunder.”


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