A disciple wanted to show his gratitude, but when he saw an old man sitting on a chair beside him, he said coldly: "Get up, my elder brother, I want to sit in your seat."

This kid is still sensible, and the Lord of Taizong Palace is pleased.

The goatee raised his head and said, "Are you talking to me?"

The disciple of Taizong said impatiently: "If it's not you, who else can you get up quickly."

The disciples of Taizong are usually used to being arrogant, but in their eyes, ordinary people are not qualified to be equal to them.

Wang Fan had a cold face.

The Lord of the Taizong Palace suddenly felt familiar with the old man. When he looked carefully, he was shocked.

"Old Wang, are you here like this?" The Lord of the Taizong Palace burst into cold sweat.

Wang Fan said lightly: "You want to grab my old man's position?"

The mouth of the Taizong Palace Master twitched.

Damn, you can meet a semi-saint if you squeeze into a bus, or Wang Fan, who has a very high reputation among the ancients.

The Lord of the Taizong Palace hurriedly said, "Old Wang, that's not what I mean."

The Lord of Taizong slapped the disciple next to him and said angrily: "Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Wang."

The disciple of Taizong looked confused. Does this old man have a very good origin?

"Need not."

Wang Fan did not give Taizong a good face to the palace master.

Wang Fan muttered: "Now I can be sure that the culture of the Yanhuang people can indeed be passed down forever. After all, you three holy lands are more than one wasteful. How can you carry the banner?"

Hearing Wang Fan's words, the corners of the mouth of the Lord of Taizong Hall twitched.

These ancient scholars are more ruthless than the other, and they are all high-level experts, but sometimes what they say is very convincing.

Wang Fan lived in Yancheng for a week, and he decided to buy a house in Yancheng and let his granddaughter come to school, which was quite interesting.

It's pretty good here, there are so many weird things.

Now, 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 and everyone didn't know his identity.

Well, let those old-fashioned old guys come over, so it’s just that everyone is lively together.

The Lord of Taizong wanted to cry, what's the matter?

Fortunately, Mr. Wang didn't care, so he got off the bus and went back.

The young man was slapped in the face, and Wang Fan left, he asked, "Lord, who was the old man just now?"

The Palace Master of Taizong glared at him and said, "Wang Fan, one-third of your knowledge courses on learning Yin-Yang Theory of Books are written by him."

The young man was dizzy. He actually met this legendary living person. The basic course of Yin-Yang Warlock and the difficult theory he learned back then took his life.

The group finally arrived at the Yanzong Daxia. At first, they thought it was the mansion of the Yanhuang clan leader, but after they came, they realized that it was not at all.

What is the Yanhuang tribe government here?

After entering the building, the Lord of Taizong found that there were a lot of people. He originally wanted to meet Chu Hao to buy arms, but as a semi-saint, it was not difficult to meet Chu Hao.

After entering the building, I found that there was a very long chair full of people waiting to buy arms.

The Lord of the Taizong Palace looked confused because he saw that the people on the chair were all very big.

"Zhang Qinghan?"

The Lord of the Taizong Palace met an acquaintance, a core elder of the Beiming Holy Land, a semi-saint-level figure, who was at the same level as him.

"Xu Feng, are you here to buy arms too?" Zhang Qinghan said lightly.

Xu Feng said: "Well, I want to meet the master of Yancheng."

Zhang Qinghan smiled and said, "See the Lord of Yancheng? You may be disappointed. I have been here for three days and have not seen anyone else."

Xu Feng frowned and said, "Is this Yancheng Lord very handsome?"

Zhang Qinghan shook his head and said, "No, you have to go through authorization to buy arms. The Emperor of the Yanhuang clan doesn't care about this, just wait in line."

"Did you see the one in front? Feng Jiutian's top semi-saint is only a line away from the Holy Realm, so he still queues up here."

Xu Feng indeed saw Feng Jiutian, who was famous in the semi-saint field, and he was also queuing up for his own forces to join.

Xu Feng took a cold breath.

Do you care about the owner of the Arms City?

He doesn't care about such an important thing, what kind of work style is this?

Xu Feng hurriedly said, "You haven't been waiting for three days, but it's your turn. How many people are there in line?"

Zhang Qinghan shook his head and said, "It's more than one hundred."

Xu Feng: “…”

Xu Feng said: "I wonder if I can buy the rumored Yin-Yang nuclear bomb?"

Zhang Qinghan sneered: "Don't think about it, this thing is not sold in Yancheng, but other arms are OK."

Xu Feng sighed.

As expected, the most powerful weapon is better than anything else if you keep it in your hands.

...

Yancheng is in flames.

A complete fire.

It attracted visitors from all sides, and some people didn't want to go back after they came.

The three holy lands, the Kingdom of Fire, the Sword Dynasty, and the Xihe tribe, all major forces are desperately sending people to Yancheng to learn things.

The more you learn, the more shocked you are.

I found out that this is simply learning a culture.

The Yanhuang tribe also welcomes outsiders to learn. They hope to spread the culture so that more people in the Yanhuang world will know that there are also their races in the Shanhai world.

Chu Hao didn't care about the development of Yancheng at all, and all trivial matters were handled by others, because he had a think tank of the Yanhuang clan behind him, so Chu Hao was very relieved to hand it over to this group of people.

This group of think tanks were once politicians in the Yanhuang world. The reason why Yancheng developed so fast was entirely because of them.

And Chu Hao became a hand-off manager.

This feeling is very good. More and more people admire him. When he walks outside, he is surrounded by others. He is even more superstar than a superstar.

Excellent as me.

During this period, Chu Hao has been studying the Purple Magic Curse.

The Purple Demon Curse is really strong, and it can transform human state into a Purple Demon man, and double the various abilities.

Of course, the way of practicing is also amazing.

Saint Shenxuan gave him a bottle of purple demon blood, the legendary blood of the purple demon clan.

Chu Hao learned from some ancient books that the Purple Demon Clan, which was once in the last era and is 100 million years away from now.

The Purple Demon Clan is one of the overlords of the 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 would cost 20 million points of pretense, and it was only the first-level purple demon blood.

The high-level purple demon blood is even more expensive, and Chu Hao dares not think about it now.

Chu Hao muttered: "How did the master find the blood of the purple demon? The purple demon clan has long been extinct."

The Purple Demon Clan, one of the overlords of the Upper Era, exists like the dinosaurs of the Cretaceous Era on Earth, and have long since disappeared.

The mysterious saint of Shenxuan can always bring surprise to him.

By practicing the purple magic curse, Chu Hao felt that his whole body was different after refining the blood bottle in one month.
Chapter completed!