A disciple wanted to show his courtesy and saw an old man sitting on a chair next to him, so he said coldly: "Old fellow, get up, my lord wants to take your seat."
This boy is still sensible, and the Lord Taizong is pleased.
The old man with the goatee raised his head and said, "Are you talking to me?"
This Taizong disciple said impatiently: "Who else, if not you, get up quickly."
Taizong's disciples were accustomed to being arrogant. In their eyes, ordinary people were not qualified to be equal to them.
Wang Fan had a cold face.
The master of Taizong Palace suddenly looked familiar to this old man. When he took a closer look, he was shocked.
"Mr. Wang, are you here like this?" Master Taizong broke into a cold sweat.
Wang Fan said calmly: "Are you going to take Lao Chen's position?"
The corner of the Taizong Palace Master's mouth twitched.
What the hell, even if you squeeze into a bus, you can meet a semi-saint, Wang Fan, who has a very high reputation among ancient researchers.
The master of Taizong Palace said quickly: "Old Wang, that's not what I meant."
The master of Taizong Palace slapped the disciple next to him and said angrily: "Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Wang."
Taizong's disciples were confused. Does this old man have a great origin?
"Need not."
Wang Fan did not give Taizong, the palace master, a good look.
Wang Fan muttered: "Now I can be sure that the culture of the Yanhuang people can indeed be passed down through the ages. After all, each of your three holy places is a waste, how can you carry the banner?"
Upon hearing Wang Fan's words, the corner of Taizong Palace Master's mouth twitched.
Each of these ancient researchers is more ruthless than the other, and they are all high-level scholars, but sometimes, what they say is very convincing.
Wang Fan lived in Yancheng for a week, and he decided that it would be interesting to buy a house in Yancheng and let his granddaughter come to school.
It's quite nice here, there are too many weird things.
No, he got up early in the morning and went for a walk in the park. He met a group of old men walking birds. Although they were ordinary people, they were very happy. No one knew his identity.
Well, let's get those old-fashioned old guys to come over later, so that everyone can have fun together.
Master Taizong wants to cry, what's going on?
Fortunately, Mr. Wang didn't care and went back after getting off the bus.
The young man was slapped. After Wang Fan left, he asked: "Master, who was that old man just now?"
Master Taizong glared at him and said, "Wang Fan, one-third of the knowledge courses you learned from Yin-Yang theory books were written by him."
The young man was dizzy. He actually saw this legendary living person. The basic course of Yin Yang Warlock and the difficult theory that he studied back then cost him his life.
This group of people finally arrived at the Yanzong Daxia. At first they thought it was the residence of the Yanhuang clan leader, but after arriving, they discovered that it was not at all.
What is the government of the Yanhuang people said to be here?
After Taizong Palace Master entered the building, he discovered that there were many people. He originally wanted to see Chu Hao to buy arms. After all, with his status as a semi-saint, it was not difficult to see Chu Hao.
After entering the building, I found a long chair full of people, all waiting to buy arms.
The master of the Taizong Palace was confused because he saw that the people on this chair were all of high profile.
"Zhang Qinghan?"
Master Taizong met an acquaintance, a core elder of Beiming Holy Land, a semi-saint level figure, the same level as him.
"Xu Feng, are you here to buy arms too?" Zhang Qinghan said calmly.
Xu Feng said: "Well, I want to meet the master of Yancheng."
Zhang Qinghan smiled and said: "Meeting the master of Yancheng? I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I have been here for three days and I haven't seen anyone else."
Xu Feng frowned and said, "Is this Yancheng master very powerful?"
Zhang Qinghan shook his head and said: "No, the purchase of arms requires authorization. The Emperor of the Yanhuang Clan doesn't care about this matter. Just wait in line."
"Did you see the guy in front of you? Feng Jiutian is a top half-saint, just a hair away from the holy realm, and he's still queuing up here."
Sure enough, Xu Feng saw that Feng Jiutian, who was well-known in the semi-saint field, was also lining up to get arms for his own force.
Xu Feng took a breath.
Doesn’t the owner of Gunfire City care?
He actually doesn't care about something so important. What kind of style of doing things is this?
Xu Feng said quickly: "You've been waiting for three days and it's still not your turn. How many people are there in line?"
Zhang Qinghan shook his head and said: "More than a hundred."
Xu Feng: "..."
Xu Feng said: "I wonder if I can buy the rumored Yin-Yang nuclear bomb?"
Zhang Qinghan smiled and said: "Don't think about it, Yancheng won't sell this thing, but other weapons can."
Xu Feng sighed.
Sure enough, if you keep the most powerful weapon in your own hands, it is stronger than anything else.
…
Yancheng is on fire.
A complete fire.
It attracts visitors from all walks of life, and some people don’t want to go back after coming.
The three major holy lands, the Kingdom of Fire, the Sword Dynasty, and the Xihe Tribe, all the powerful forces desperately sent people to Yancheng to learn things.
The more I study, the more shocked I am.
Discovering that this is simply learning a culture.
The Yanhuang tribe also welcomes outsiders to learn from it. They hope to spread their culture and let more people in the Yanhuang realm know that their tribe still exists in the Shanhai realm.
Chu Hao didn't care about anything about the development of Yancheng. All the trivial matters were handled by others, because he had the Yanhuang tribe's think tank behind him. Chu Hao felt at ease leaving it to these people.
This group of think tanks used to be political figures in the Yanhuang world. The reason why Yancheng developed so fast is all because of them.
And Chu Hao became a hands-off shopkeeper.
This feeling is very good. More and more people admire him. When he walks outside, he is surrounded by people who are even bigger than superstars.
Excellent like me.
During this time, Chu Hao has been studying the Purple Magic Curse.
The Purple Magic Curse is really powerful. It can transform the human state into a Purple Demon Man, doubling various abilities.
Of course, the way of practice is also amazing.
Saint Shenxuan gave him a bottle of Purple Demon Blood, which is said to be the blood of the Purple Demon Clan.
Chu Hao learned about the Purple Demon Clan from some ancient book records. This clan was in the last era, which was 100 million years ago.
The Purple Demon Clan is one of the overlords in the human world.
Therefore, the more you understand the Purple Demon Clan, the more shocked you are.
After getting the bottle of blood, Chu Hao checked the price of Purple Demon Blood in the system store and found that a bottle of Purple Demon Blood cost 20 million points of pretentiousness, and it was only the entry-level Purple Demon Blood.
High-level purple demon blood is even more expensive, and Chu Hao doesn't dare to think about it now.
Chu Hao muttered: "How did the master find the purple demon blood? The purple demon clan has been extinct long ago."
The Purple Demon Clan, one of the overlords of the last era, the existence of the Purple Demon Clan is similar to the dinosaurs of the Cretaceous Era on Earth, which have long been extinct and have disappeared without a trace.
The mysterious Shenxuan Saint could always surprise him.
Using the method of practicing the Purple Magic Curse and refining the blood bottle in one month, Chu Hao felt that his whole person was different.
His originally fair skin became darker and darker, and was now close to bronze skin.