Meng Hao glanced at Xu Pingping, and his aura was retracted in an instant, and the entire second level returned to normal. However, the pressure just now made Xu Pingping sweat and feel like facing ancient ferocious beasts.

However, outsiders could not feel this pressure except Xu Pingping. Including Ji Xiaoxiao, there were also geniuses from the three sects, but they did not notice it at all, but saw Xu Pingping's expression changing.

"Let's get a price." Meng Hao said lightly. This sentence showed that he felt a little excited. He has been practicing for hundreds of years and his pockets have always been weak. Even if he has made fortunes for a while, he can't withstand the squander of the bronze mirror.

Now I finally have a strong confidence and fulfilled his wish that has always existed since he was a child...

I'm rich!

Wei Li, who was beside her, had a bright light in her eyes. She felt more and more that Meng Hao seemed to be emitting light at this moment, and there was an indescribable aura that rushed towards her.

"This is really not a matter of price..." Xu Pingping was shocked by Meng Hao's momentum and spoke quickly.

"Six thousand low-grade demon hearts." Meng Hao raised his chin and said proudly.

"this……"

"Not enough? Those eight thousand demon hearts are good." Meng Hao seemed to have a normal expression, but the surging feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. The feeling of going from a poor man to a rich man suddenly made Meng Hao feel that he could buy all this store.

This is a kind of self-confidence that has nothing to do with cultivation. With this self-confidence, his aura has become stronger.

I'm very rich!

Even Xu Pingping, who was knowledgeable, was shocked by the momentum emitted from Meng Hao's words, and opened her eyes wide. Her breathing became more rapid. Eight thousand low-grade demon hearts. This is a sky-high price!

Wei Li, who was beside him, opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Hao blankly, his mind calculating how many spirit stones could be exchanged for eight thousand low-grade demon hearts.

There were also the three geniuses and Ji Xiaoxiao in the distance who also heard Meng Hao's words and opened their mouths one by one. They looked at Meng Hao here blankly. No matter how they looked, they seemed to see a rich man's willful feeling...

Several of the female disciples even had bright lights in their eyes. When they looked at Meng Hao, they suddenly felt that they had not noticed before. It turned out that this person... was so handsome, extraordinary, and suave. They were unique.

Even though Meng Hao wanted to show his expression as usual, he could see that the expression on his face was clearly written with a few words.

"I'm a rich man!"

"I..." Xu Pingping also opened her eyes wide, her heart pounding.

"It's not enough? It doesn't matter. Ten thousand low-grade demon hearts are good." Meng Hao waved his hand and immediately recalled the behaviors of the rich men he saw in Yunjie County. After coughing, he said in a low voice.

After saying this, looking at the shock of the people around him, his inner comfort seemed to be stronger than his improvement in his cultivation.

Xu Pingping took a deep breath, and Ji Xiaoxiao also looked straight at Meng Hao, the young sect of Feixian Sect, and the geniuses of the three sects, all of whom were stunned at this moment.

Xu Pingping's eyes showed struggle, and a moment later, she suddenly sent a message.

"Senior, this chariot was sent by someone recently. It is said that it was discovered on the edge between the Second Ring Road and the Third Ring Road, so I have not informed it to the sect yet."

Meng Hao looked calm, but his eyes flashed, and he was not surprised by the sound of senior.

"If I'm not mistaken, the forces of the previous generations must have come to this Tianhehai for the sea demons within the Second Ring Road and the legendary ancient warship!"

"And this bronze chariot has a sense of vicissitudes, and is obviously an ancient thing. It is very likely that it will be ejected from the ancient warship."

"The younger generation has only one requirement. When the seniors go to find the ancient warship, they can bring them with them. They don't need the help of the seniors. As long as they get on the warship, even if the seniors fulfill the agreement.

And in return, the younger generation can sell this thing to the senior at the price of five thousand demon hearts.”

Meng Hao's eyes flashed.

"What if I don't go?" he spoke lightly.

"That is the personal wish of my senior, I will accept my fate." Xu Pingping did not hesitate, and sent a soft voice. She raised her right hand and pointed to the incense burner. The fog inside suddenly loosened. The chariot suddenly flew up and was about to rush out of this pavilion.

Meng Hao waved his right hand, and the bronze chariot immediately stopped in the air. Involuntarily, it was pulled into Meng Hao's hand and quickly shrank until it turned into a palm-sized place and was put into the storage bag by Meng Hao.

He stood up and did not go to see Xu Pingping. Instead, he took Wei Li, with the geniuses of the three sects, one by one, he learned the attitude of Zhou Yuanwai, the richest richest man in Yunjie County, in his memory, and walked towards the stairs with his hands behind his back.

Until he stepped down the first stairs, Meng Hao glanced at Xu Pingping.

"Give me your musical notes."

Xu Pingping was immediately ecstatic and breathed rapidly. She quickly took out her voice transmission notes and handed them to Meng Hao respectfully.

Meng Hao took it and put it away. After Xu Pingping's appearance, he went down the stairs and walked out of the Ichun Pavilion.

It was already dark outside at this moment. When the sea breeze blew, Wei Li was already covered in fragrance and sweat. She was a little dazed. Sometimes she looked at Meng Hao and sometimes she looked back at Tuyun Pavilion.

It was late at night, and Meng Hao did not go to other shops, but found a residence with Weili, rented a single-family mansion, and lived there.

This house, also known as the cave, is the most expensive in the Haicheng City. It has formation protection and a passage that connects the sea to form a retreat. Even at the bottom of the sea, it is within the Haicheng City Formation, and no sea beasts will approach it.

Meng Hao originally planned to buy a house like this, but after thinking about it, he felt a little sad about the spirit stone, so he changed to rent.

There were many rooms in the house, but she was alone, wandering around at night. Looking back on the experience of this day, she also thought of being rescued by Meng Hao before she knew it. Before she knew it, Meng Hao's figure was already very profound in her mind, but she understood the huge gap in identity between the two, and just thought about it, and finally sighed and closed her eyes to meditate.

Meng Hao sat cross-legged in his room, and the surroundings were very quiet. At the third update, his eyes suddenly opened.

"Now I am rich, but unfortunately, Mr. Zhou had already passed away. I have the opportunity to find his descendants in the future and pay back the debt of three taels of silver.

Forget it, now that I have money, I will be able to make more money.” Meng Hao whispered, touched the storage bag, and a smile appeared on his face.

When the right hand was raised, a bronze chariot appeared in the palm of his hand.

I don’t know how many spring and autumn this bronze chariot has experienced, with rust on it and full of vicissitudes of life, as if it was buried in a place where the sun was gone, and it has gone through countless years.

Looking at it, Meng Hao felt a strange feeling, as if this bronze chariot was telling the bloody storm of the past and describing the fighting spirit of the passionate sky in an unknown era.

The carved ferocious beasts on it look like dead objects, but in Meng Hao's eyes, they are alive, as if they have been sleeping for thousands of years, waiting for the moment of awakening, and they must be proud of the world.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and his right hand sent a touch of cultivation, integrating into the bronze chariot. The chariot immediately burst out with a faint fluctuation. At the same time, the chariot expanded rapidly.

Meng Hao was prepared for a long time. As he stepped forward, he had already walked out of the house and stood in the yard. He raised his right hand and sent it up. With a bang, the chariot flew up directly. When it was in mid-air, it had turned into three feet in size.

The ripples echoed and the light shone, but the ripples were a little decayed, but the light was a little dim.

Meng Hao's body shook, and when he appeared, he was already standing in the chariot. His right hand fell on the edge of the bronze next to him. When he was breathing his cultivation, the chariot suddenly shook and took Meng Hao and galloped towards the sky.

The speed was so fast that he went straight to mid-air in the blink of an eye. The sea city below shrank rapidly. In this night sky, the wind was howling, but it could not shake the chariot at all.

At this moment, in the high tower in Haicheng, Yanghunsheng was sitting cross-legged. The elegant and luxurious Mrs. Lin next to her was holding a feather in both hands, as if she was performing sacrifices. There were waves of decayed aura in the feathers, but at the same time, a trace of white light was scattered, and Yanghunsheng, a man in black robe, was sucked into his mouth and nose.

While practicing, the Yanghun Saint suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Lin turned her head and asked.

"It's nothing, that difficult guy is testing his magic weapon. Humph, magic weapon is just like that, and people are just like that." The man in the black robe had some idea of ​​what he looked like, and his face darkened.

"Didn't he give you a pot of wine?" Mrs. Lin smiled.

When Yanghun Sheng heard the word "Wine", his face immediately twitched.

"He was threatening me."

Mrs. Lin was stunned and didn't speak, and Yanghun Saint was unwilling to mention the pot of wine again.

And in mid-air, Meng Hao was frowning at this moment and standing in the chariot. He looked down at the chariot, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"The speed of this treasure is comparable to the first sword of the spirit-killing, but it consumes a lot of cultivation. Even if I don't use this thing, my speed is much faster than it."

"And..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed and he looked at the slowly expanding rust on the chariot.

"When this treasure is used, it will cause great damage to it. It seems that the more it is used, the more it will be consumed. Until the entire chariot is filled with rust, it will be considered useless." Meng Hao pondered, raised his right hand and slapped the chariot hard.

With a loud bang, the chariot shook, and a low roar was heard from it. At the same time, illusory figures rushed out of the chariot.

It was a phantom of ferocious beasts, with different appearances, including giant apes, single-horned lions, and two-headed giant bears. Various ferocious beasts roaring to the sky around them.

But...their bodies are wrapped in chains, which are invisibly connected to the chariots, and...they are all eyes closed!

No ferocious beast has opened its eyes.

As they appeared, the pressure around them suddenly became stronger, but Meng Hao's brows frowned even tighter. He found that the rust on the battlefield was spreading much faster at this moment.

Meng Hao is rich and willful... Everyone should wake him up with monthly tickets (to be continued...)
Chapter completed!