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Chapter 1877

Although the two old guys fought lively, they were still several thousand years old, so they still had some sense of restraint.

At least they all restrained themselves to show off their Nascent Soul stage strength and didn't really fight to the death.

Even if a powerful person from the God Transformation stage who doesn't know the truth comes, it may not be possible to confirm the fact that the two people are powerful people from the God Transformation stage.

However, as Huang Xuguang silently increased his strength, Meng Sanjiu also felt the pressure gradually increasing.

"Old Huang, you don't believe me when I tell the truth. It seems I can only provide some evidence.

Let me show you some of my new research!"

As he spoke, Meng Sanjiu stepped back and distanced himself from Huang Xuguang.

Huang Xuguang did not pursue him this time, but gave a dark look on his face and snorted coldly.

"What do you want to do again, you old bastard?"

Meng Sanjiu didn't explain, but just smiled.

Stretch out the index finger of your right hand, and the real energy gathers on the fingertip, emitting a gleaming light.

Then he used the sky as the talisman paper and the index finger of his right hand as the talisman pen, and started writing with all his strength.

Each talisman takes shape, but then disappears in an instant.

The many practitioners below were all confused and didn't know why.

The Talisman Masters of the Talisman Master Alliance all looked solemn, knowing that what Meng Sanjiu was carving was some kind of talisman.

But I don’t know it at all, and I find it obscure and profound.

But above the sky, Huang Xuguang's expression changed drastically.

I was actually immersed in the talisman portrayed by Meng Sanjiu.

In a short time, Meng Sanjiu carved out more than a dozen talismans in one go.

It's just that the true energy gathers and disperses, leaving no trace.

Seeing Huang Xuguang's stunned look, Meng Sanjiu was quite proud.

"How about it, Old Huang? Can you recognize these talismans?"

Huang Xuguang took a breath of air, his eyes full of disbelief.

"This is a spiritual talisman from thousands of years ago!

When you drew it casually, I could actually feel the echo between heaven and earth.

Where do these talismans come from?”

Meng Sanjiu became more and more proud and pointed in the direction of Yang Haoran from the Talisman Master Alliance.

"Have you seen our Uncle Yang Haoran?"

Huang Xuguang immediately clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and had a dark face.

"Meng Sanjiu, don't go too far!"

Meng Sanjiu sneered: "I'm not talking nonsense.

The symbols I just demonstrated are a complete set.

There are three hundred and fifteen talismans in total, representing the Great Zhoutian of heaven and earth.

If you can fully understand it in detail, you and I will definitely be able to achieve a higher level of attainments in the talisman formation!"

Huang Xuguang was greatly moved, but still snorted coldly.

"What does this have to do with whether you are talking nonsense or not?"

"Of course it does matter, and it does matter a lot.

The original owner of this set of talismans was Yang Haoran's ancestor, an extremely senior hermit master.

The old man had already told me that I was not allowed to tell anything about him.

But his seniority is extremely high, and it is true that he is an old-timer who has lived for thousands of years.

Starting from the old man's point of view, it is not an exaggeration for you and me to call Yang Haoran uncle.

I just took you to meet your uncle together just to pass on this set of talismans to you for study together.

I didn’t expect that you, an old guy, would be so kind as to treat me like a donkey’s liver and lungs, and you simply don’t know how to appreciate him!”

"Also, you can see it too.

Yang Haoran is only in his twenties, but he has already cultivated the golden elixir for many years.

How many such achievements are there in the entire spiritual world?

Do you think it would be possible if there weren’t experts who specialized in cultivating it?”

Huang Xuguang's heart was shaken, and he looked suspicious.

Based on his attainments in the talisman formation technique, he can naturally judge that the talisman that Meng Sanjiu demonstrated just now is definitely something extraordinary.

What Meng Sanjiu said can take the attainment of the Talisman Array to a higher level, and it was definitely not nonsense.

And the person who can teach this set of talismans is definitely not a simple person.

If you put it this way, Yang Haoran's seniority should be true!

Thinking of this, most of the anger in Huang Xuguang's heart disappeared.

Not only that, the honest man Huang Xuguang even felt a little guilty.

But suddenly his heart moved, and he looked at Meng Sanjiu with a smug look in his sharp eyes.

"No, Meng Sanjiu, you old bastard.

You guys have always liked to eat alone. Will you bring out this good thing and study it with me?

There must be something wrong here!"

Meng Sanjiu seemed to have guessed that Huang Xuguang would have such a problem.

It was already a sigh.

"Sure enough, I can't fool you, an old fox.

I really want to study it slowly by myself and surprise you when I get the results.

But this kind of previous generation symbol is obscure and difficult to understand. With my own strength, it would take too long to fully understand it.

In the entire spiritual world, you are the only one who can confirm each other with me!"

Only then did Huang Xuguang's eyes soften.

Just say that this old guy is not so kind, it turns out that he wants to drag him to study together!

This is more reasonable.

Just looking at Yang Haoran below, I suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.

Meng Sanjiu's eyes flashed and he laughed in his heart.

It would be embarrassing for him to call Yang Haoran uncle alone, but it would be different if he involved Huang Xuguang.

Seeing that the honest man Huang Xuguang was already hesitant, Meng Sanjiu decided to strike while the iron was hot.

"Old Huang, practitioners are cultivating the great road of heaven and earth, and they should abide by the ethics of heaven and earth.

Yang Haoran's ancestors taught us the talisman, and they are our predecessors.

Therefore, it is only natural to call Yang Haoran uncle.

On the other hand, if we don’t even dare to admit this, how can you and I have the face to teach future generations a lesson?

Don’t you and I become ungrateful people?”

Meng Sanjiu's righteous words actually made Huang Xuguang blush.

After hesitating for a while, he nodded.

"You are right, I have fallen out of fashion!

I will go down with you and make amends to Yang Haoran."

Meng Sanjiu felt happy in her heart, but she restrained herself from showing it on her face.

Seeing the two people falling from the sky, there was a lot of discussion in Daming City.

"How can I stop fighting so well? It's not satisfying!"

"I just said that they are competing for strength. What else do you want? Let's break up."

At the gate of the Talisman Masters Alliance, a group of Talisman Masters had already gathered.

Seeing Huang Xuguang and Meng Sanjiu landing, each of them looked uncertain.

He sneered at Yang Haoran.

"This guy actually accepted Chairman Huang's bow just now.

Even though I was cheated by Vice Chairman Meng, I’m afraid this debt will be settled on his head.”

Yang Haoran also felt a little uneasy, and secretly cursed Meng Sanjiu for being unreliable.

Isn't this an unreasonable disaster for him to offend a powerful man in the transformation stage for no reason?

Worried, he looked at Meng Keer and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, Xiaoke, how is President Huang's temper?

Can your grandpa stop him?"

Meng Ke'er curled her lips and said, "You should be happy for yourself, Grandpa Huang is a man who accepts death.

If he wants to do something, my grandpa may not be able to stop him!"


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