Meng Hao felt extremely uneasy. He stood on the precious fan he had just exchanged and used all his spiritual power to escape quickly. He was afraid that if he escaped too slowly, there would be a catastrophe.

"I have already offended that old monster Song, but now I have also offended the Purple Luck Sect... But you can't blame me, they forced me to change." Meng Hao sighed, feeling a little innocent himself. After all, the situation at that time,

It was impossible for him not to change... At this moment, he sighed again and again and ran faster, trying to widen the distance between him and the National Protective Mountains.

"You have to find a place to hide, otherwise you will be in danger if you are caught up..." Meng Hao frowned. At this moment, the power of the treasure fan's sliding dissipated and it fell to the ground. Meng Hao immediately put away the fan and ran forward.

"I don't know when I will be able to build the foundation and really fly in the sky!"

Two days passed in a flash. Meng Hao didn't have any rest during these two days. He hurried on the road. Thinking back to the time when he was chased by Shangguan Xiu in Daqing Mountain, he barely had much rest. Meng Hao felt helpless in his heart, but now he had to escape, otherwise

The consequences could be disastrous.

At this moment, deep in the Huguo Mountains, on the flat-topped mountain next to the treasure mountain, Wu Dingqiu picked up the chess piece with a smile on his face, pondered for about half an hour, and then slowly put it down.

The old monster Song opposite him looked livid, stared at Wu Dingqiu, snorted coldly, and took a quick blow.

"Old Monster Song, your cultivation is not ordinary, but your state of mind is unacceptable. Our monks will concentrate their energy and concentration, and the mountain will collapse in front of them without changing their appearance. Look at you, it's just that a junior took away some sundries, that's all.

Are you restless?" Wu Dingqiu stroked his beard and spoke with a smile, looking calm and calm.

"If it were you, you would be the same way." Old Monster Song said angrily.

"Definitely not! Even if it were Wu, he would only appreciate but not get angry. Our Ziyun Sect is all about cultivating your mind. How could you get angry because of this little thing? I am not telling you, Mr. Song.

In terms of self-cultivation, you still have to learn from our Ziyun Sect." Wu Dingqiu laughed and spoke proudly. Looking at Old Weird Song's look, he spoke again.

"Let's do it this way. After this game of chess is finished, you come with me to Ziyun Sect. I will take the initiative to show you my sect's Qi nourishing scroll, so that you can understand how to calm your Qi and concentrate your mind." Wu Dingqiu smiled even more proudly,

The wrinkles are all gone.

Old Monster Song snorted coldly and did not speak. Instead, he frowned and looked into the distance. Wu Dingqiu's smile became even brighter and he also looked around. After a while, he saw two figures running towards him from the jungle. It was Qian Qian.

Shuihen and Lu Song, both of them holding iron guns at the same time, were heading straight to Pingding Mountain. In the distance, some disciples of the Ziyun Sect could be seen following them in the forest.

"Meet Elder Wu. This disciple has fulfilled the elder's decree and exchanged this treasure for you."

"Disciple paid homage to Elder Wu. Fortunately, he lived up to his command and finally got this gun in exchange for it." Qian Shuihen and Lu Song stepped on the flat roof at the same time and spoke in unison.

Old Monster Song looked gloomy, while Wu Dingqiu's laughter echoed.

"Yes, you two are very good. This time I have made the decision to promote you to inner disciples. But you didn't embarrass that little friend, did you?" Wu Dingqiu said with a smile.

"Reporting to Elder Wu, the two of us are just exchanging, and we are not embarrassing him." Qian Shuihen said quickly. Lu Song looked excited and nodded quickly.

"Old Monster Song, come on, come on, you and I will appreciate this precious weapon together." Wu Dingqiu laughed, fluttering his sleeves and raising his right hand, the iron gun immediately came straight to him and fell into Wu Dingqiu's hand.

.

But as soon as he got the gun, Wu Dingqiu's expression changed, and his eyes immediately flashed. Looking carefully, Old Monster Song beside him had a gloomy face, but now after taking a closer look at the iron gun, his eyes suddenly became clear.

The light appeared, he was startled for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on his lips.

Wu Dingqiu's face became more and more ugly. No matter how he looked at it, the iron gun was just ordinary iron. Unwilling to give in, he picked it up and pointed at a certain monster at the bottom of the mountain, but the monster didn't react at all.

His expression had turned extremely pale. At this moment, he slowly raised his head and looked coldly at Qian Shuihen and Lu Song.

Qian Shuihen and Lu Song were excited, but when they saw Wu Dingqiu's gaze, they immediately trembled, with a look of confusion in their eyes.

"What did you get this gun for?" Wu Dingqiu asked word by word.

"The disciple produced two thousand and one hundred spirit stones, seven earth spirit pills, a sect's soul-seizing nail, and... and a Taiping Dan..." Qian Shuihen was nervous and spoke quickly.

Wu Dingqiu's face began to darken.

"The disciple also gave out fifteen hundred spiritual stones, three heavenly elixirs, a treasure fan, and a magical elixir..." Lu Song's words also spread.

Old Monster Song's laughter immediately reverberated, and there was a sense of catharsis in that laughter, as if all the depression of the past few days was being released in this laughter.

"A bunch of trash, this iron gun is fake!" Wu Dingqiu was already angry, but when he heard that these two disciples had spent so much money, coupled with the harshness of Old Monster Song's laughter, he suddenly became furious.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared.

At this moment, his voice spread out like a roar of thunder. The chessboard was shattered by the shock, and the mountain peaks under his feet collapsed and exploded. Qian Shuihen and Lu Song spurted out blood, and their bodies immediately rolled back, horrified.

There was a buzzing in my head, and all that was echoing were Wu Dingqiu's words.

"Fake..." The two of them were at a loss.

At this moment, Wu Dingqiu's voice spread in all directions, echoing through most of the Huguo Mountains, and even spread, faintly reaching Dongxiu City.

For a moment, his voice was like thunder from the sky. In Dongxiu City, the hearts of Sun Hua and others who had not left were roaring. They were stunned for a moment, but soon Sun Hua thought of something, and his expressions were suddenly stunned.

"Is the gun fake?" Sun Hua looked at his companions. At this moment, these people seemed to have remembered something, and their expressions all changed immediately.

"What I can't say is the iron gun..."

In the Baizhen Pavilion, Qiao Ling was introducing the magic weapon to a monk. She was startled when she heard the noise from the outside world. She subconsciously thought of Meng Hao and the iron gun, and her expression immediately showed a strange expression.

The middle-aged man on the alchemy stove opened his eyes, with a hint of ridicule flashing in his eyes. He said nothing and closed his eyes again.

On the plain far away from the National Protectorate Mountains, Meng Hao was galloping, lowering his head even faster at this moment.

In the Protectorate Mountains, Old Monster Song's laughter echoed, and the harsh voice rose and fell, making Wu Dingqiu look extremely ugly. As an elder of the Purple Luck Sect, he was actually teased by a Qi Condensation monk. Although this matter was not directly related to him,

It would be extremely embarrassing if word got out.

At this moment, he wished he could find Meng Hao right away. When he turned around, he saw the terrified looks of Qian Shuihen and Lu Song. He was even more disgusted. He sighed inwardly, knowing that these disciples usually stayed in the sect and did not have much contact with outsiders.

The experience is like a domestic flower, no matter the scheming or experience, it is obviously not good enough.

With a cold snort, he threw down the iron gun in his hand, and was about to use his spiritual consciousness to look for Meng Hao as he took a step. But at this moment, Old Monster Song stepped in front of him, laughing extremely proudly.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, don't get angry. What your Ziyun Sect emphasizes is calming the mind and cultivating the mind. How can you get angry just because of this little thing? I'm not telling you, brother Wu. You still have to do more in terms of cultivation."

Let’s study your Ziyun Sect’s Qi Nourishing Scroll.” Old Monster Song laughed, but he showed that no matter what he said today, he would not be able to make the other party leave as he wished. The other party had not allowed him to leave before, so of course he could not now either

Let the other person get what they want.

"You..." Wu Dingqiu looked gloomy and stared at Old Monster Song, but he couldn't say anything and felt extremely aggrieved.

"The chessboard was destroyed by you and the game has not been finished yet. How about this? Didn't you invite me to your Ziyun Sect before? Let's go. If we go to your Ziyun Sect, you and I will have to play for several months.

"Chess." Old Monster Song smiled extremely proudly. At this moment, the depressed atmosphere in his heart was swept away. Especially when he saw Wu Dingqiu's appearance, he was even more happy. As for Meng Hao taking his treasure, this matter seemed to Old Monster Song

It was no longer important, what was important was to make Wu Dingqiu angry in front of him, which was quite happy for him, and he let out all his bad breath.

At this moment, Wu Dingqiu was pulling Wu Dingqiu forcefully, showing that he would never let the other person go away. Wu Dingqiu felt depressed. He stared at the old monster for a long time and sighed. He knew that the other person would not let him chase him today. At this moment, he stamped his feet and endured it.

Angry, Old Monster Song pulled him towards the sky.

"If you still don't keep up, you are a bunch of useless trash. This time all the inner disciples have failed in promotion. When they return to the sect, everyone will be in seclusion for me to practice!" Wu Dingqiu turned his head and roared towards the earth, and Qian Shuihen and Lu Song immediately

His body was shaking, and the other disciples all looked pale.

"Damn Meng Hao, I will remember you, you shameless guy!" Lu Song lowered his head, his face distorted, and he gritted his teeth. The shy look of Meng Hao came to mind, and his eyes were so angry that they were about to spit fire. For the rest of his life,

I have never seen such a shameless person. He obviously sold fake guns, but he still made such a heartbroken expression, especially when he thought that he had spent so much money and now failed to be promoted to the inner sect. Lu Song is now

The more I think about it, the more angry I become and almost spit out blood.

"Ultimately shameless and despicable, Meng Hao, you are too despicable. Don't let me meet you again, otherwise I will cut you into pieces!!" Qian Shuihen was heartbroken for those items that he had collected, and he reluctantly picked them up at this moment.

That iron spear made him want to go crazy. Thinking that he had lost the promotion of his inner disciple, and that he had lost those magic pills, his hatred for Meng Hao was overwhelming.

When they looked at Lu Song, the two looked at each other and felt that they were in the same boat.

"This gun must be placed in the sect. It must always remind the two of us that we must kill Meng Hao, who deserves to die ten thousand times in this life!" The two men had strong murderous intentions in their eyes, but after their trial, they must return to the sect.

But this hatred and murderous intention are hidden in my heart and will never dissipate.

At this moment, Meng Hao was frightened. He himself felt that he had been wronged. He sighed again and again, but his speed was faster. He ran for seven days in a row before finally finding a deep mountain cave in exhaustion. He sat cross-legged in it and hurriedly meditated and vomited.

Na.

"Why bother..." Meng Hao sighed. He was very tired from running these days, and he was worried about being caught up. At this moment, he was full of exhaustion.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that he opened his eyes and ran away again. This time, half a month had passed. He didn't dare to show his face in front of others, so he looked for some leaders in the mountains. It wasn't until he felt it was safe that he dug with his flying sword.

I left a cave and meditated in seclusion. --- I saw a reader asking about Ergen's public authority and what was posted there every day. I announced it here and searched for the public account: Ergen.
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