Yang Haoran took the scholar who was missing an arm and walked straight into the compound of the Talisman Master Alliance.
Someone had already seen the two people, shouted and blocked the way.
"Who are you? Don't you know where this place is?"
Yang Haoran looked up and saw a dark-faced young man with a mole on the right side of his face.
There is also a tuft of hair growing on the mole, which looks quite funny.
"Of course you know, isn't this the Talisman Master Alliance?
I am a Talisman Master, come here and report."
Yang Haoran said with a smile and had already walked in front of Zuofao.
A tuft of hair frowned and looked Yang Haoran up and down.
"The Talisman Master who came here to report? Are you from the interior of the spiritual world?
Why didn’t we receive the message?”
Although the Talisman Master Alliance in Daye City and the Talisman Master Alliance in the interior of the spiritual world belong to the same body, they are not separated.
But staff transfers are not very frequent.
And once there is personnel exchange, both sides will keep in touch with each other.
Uninvited guests like Yang Haoran who appear suddenly are rare.
Yang Haoran immediately understood what the other party meant.
Then he explained: “I originally wanted to enter the Wuyou Mountains for training.
As a result, we encountered some problems and happened to pass through Daye City, so we made a temporary decision.
Please forgive me for the haste.”
The tuft of hair had a gloomy face, as if he didn't quite believe it.
Mainly because he saw the light above Yang Haoran's head showing that his real age was no more than a few dozen years old.
The appearance of a practitioner can confuse people, but the light on the top of his head cannot.
"You said you are a Talisman Master? Show me your token."
Yang Haoran took out the Talisman Master token and handed it to a handful of hair.
He took a handful of hair casually and then explored his consciousness.
Then he jumped up suddenly, his eyes widened, staring at Yang Haoran.
"This is the token of a fifth-level Talisman Master. Where did you pick it up?
Or it was stolen!"
The tuft of hair itself is the cultivation level of Nascent Soul, and it instantly locks the Qi machine to Yang Haoran.
It's just that for Yang Haoran, his lock was just a breeze and had no effect.
Yang Haoran curled his lips.
"You can't make false accusations. My appearance and aura are recorded on it and cannot be faked.
Please open your eyes carefully and see clearly, this token is originally mine.
And it was awarded by Chairman Huang himself."
A tuft of hair had a look of shock on his face. He had never seen such a young fifth-level Talisman Master before.
Of course, except for the evil granddaughter of Meng Sanjiu's family.
He had to confirm it carefully and compare the various information on the token.
He quickly took a breath of cold air.
Because he couldn't even see any flaws.
As for the token itself, it has special restrictions imposed by the Talisman Master Alliance, and this cannot be faked.
There is indeed nothing wrong with the token, but how is this possible?
A tuft of hair has been practicing the art of talisman formation for hundreds of years. It can be said that he is not diligent.
Now that his cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage, he is only a fifth-level Talisman Master.
The young man in front of him is actually on the same level as him!
This was hard to accept for a moment.
Wait, he said Chairman Huang personally issued the award?
Could it be a related household?
This speculation made Yizu Mao's heart extremely unbalanced. A related person actually climbed to the same level as him?
He couldn't help but sneered, and looked at Yang Haoran with a gloomy look.
"You said it was the Talisman Master's token issued by President Huang himself.
So what’s the relationship between you and President Huang?”
Yang Haoran heard the dissatisfaction in Tuomao's tone, but didn't think much about it.
"I don't have a formal title, but my talisman formation skills are indeed thanks to President Huang's teachings."
A handful of Mao's pupils shrank, and that was indeed the case.
Unexpectedly, Huang Xuhua, as the president, would actually use public services to benefit his own people!
No, this kind of egregious corruption must be exposed!
At that time, he rolled his eyes and sneered.
"The token is indeed correct, come with me.
However, the rules of the Talisman Master Alliance in Daye City are different from those outside.
Since you have come to seek refuge, you must abide by the rules here."
Not even a fool can hear this, it is a prelude to embarrass others.
Yang Haoran narrowed his eyes, touched his nose and said nothing.
The scholar pulled Yang Haoran's clothes corner with his remaining right hand from behind.
"Brother Yang, why don't we change places to avoid causing trouble to others!"
The scholar is such a shrewd person, he has already seen clearly.
As soon as they enter, it is inevitable to make things difficult for them.
Yang Haoran just laughed.
"Now that you've come, let's settle down. This is my mother's family, how can we cause trouble?"
The scholar frowned, obviously worried.
A tuft of hair sneered, looking quite joking.
Yang Haoran just pretended not to see it and followed a tuft of hair into the lobby of the Talisman Master Alliance.
Unlike the Talisman Masters Alliance outside, the lobby of the Talisman Masters Alliance in Daye City seemed a little deserted.
After all, few outsiders come, but necessary reception staff are still indispensable.
Because there were no outsiders, Yang Haoran and the others received everyone's attention as soon as they entered the lobby.
A tuft of hair pointed at the seats in the lobby.
"You guys wait for me here first. I'll go say hello to the staff and register you."
Yang Haoran and the scholar sat on the chairs and watched a tuft of hair walking towards the few people in the lobby.
Watching the tuft of hair go away, the scholar looked at Yang Haoran with a sad face.
"Brother Yang, can't you see that that guy seems to have some objections to you?
I'm afraid I'll put on some small shoes for you.
It doesn’t matter if we don’t stay here, it’s better for us to leave as soon as possible.”
Yang Haoran looked indifferent.
"What are you afraid of? The soldiers will come and cover up the water and earth.
Besides, you have also seen the situation in Daye City. There are no inns open to the public at all.
When I came to Daye City, I had no choice but to join various sects.
The Talisman Master Alliance may be the only force we can defect to.
The situation of the Treasure Artifact Sect and the Xunxian Sect is unclear, I am afraid it will be even more troublesome than here."
The scholar frowned, knowing that what Yang Haoran said was true.
I can only sigh and hope there won't be any trouble.
Then he looked at his empty left arm again, feeling sad for a while.
Yang Haoran comforted him: "You don't have to worry about your arm.
I have already closed your arm.
I'll pick you up as soon as you get settled.
You have to believe in my craftsmanship, I am a genius recognized by the Xunxian Sect!"
When the scholar was moved to express his thanks, he saw a tuft of hair in the distance muttering something to the staff.
The look in his eyes that looked over him from time to time was slightly contemptuous, which made the scholar feel uneasy.
Soon, a tuft of hair led a fat young man towards Yang Haoran and the others.
