The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Bujian said speechlessly, and said angrily:

"A message from the Spiritual Forbidden wants to get back that piece of treasure of heaven and earth?"

"Even if I dream, I don't dare to think so!"

That being said, it is true.

Even mortals who write the storybooks dare not write this way.

otherwise.

Not being criticized to death by those talented men and beautiful women who love to read the storybooks.

Hearing words.

In order to get back the lost spiritual materials, Qian Zhenren immediately explained.

"Brother Dao, don't be anxious. This Taoist spiritual forbidden is not an ordinary spiritual forbidden!"

"It is said that this spiritual forbidden has incredible power."

"You old man, can you be lying to me!"

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng looked suspicious, looking at Qian Zhenren with serious expressions.

Seeing the suspicious look on the other side, Qian Zhenren was not panicked at this moment.

"As long as you are interested in this old ghost, I will get back your spiritual materials, then it will be safe."

Thinking of this.

Immediately, Qian Zhenren returned to his previous state of calmness and calmness, and said calmly:

"That's natural!"

"I have always been a word of everything. Even the spiritual material I lost to you before, I have never cheated on you!"

Obviously.

At this moment, Qian Zhenren forgot what he had begged before.

certainly.

For him who is shameless, it is just a matter of forgetting after turning around.

So, what he said was very natural and calm.

After pondering for a while...

Cheng Buzheng decided to believe this old man once.

After all, although this old man is shameless and stingy, he still speaks with integrity.

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The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng reached out to touch the storage bag in his hand.

Between turning the palms, there was a piece of spiritual material in the palm of the palm, and then waved his sleeves.

"Take it!"

A stream of light passed by and fell in front of Qian Zhenren.

Seeing this, Qian Zhenren reached out to grab it.

Looking again, there was a piece of yellow earth in Qian Zhenren's palm.

He looked at the lost spiritual material in his hand, looked left and right, his eyes full of remembrance.

“We’re finally back!

Not easy!”

Qian Zhenren rubbed the spiritual material in his hand and sighed in his heart.

Just then.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng, saw Qian Zhenren's worthless look and said lightly:

"If you don't say it, the real person in your hand will be taken back!"

As he said that, it seemed like he wanted to take it back.

The next moment.

Seeing this, Qian Zhenren was extremely careful to put the spiritual materials in his hand into the storage bag, as if he was afraid that the old white-haired man would regret it, and said repeatedly:

"Brother Dao, don't worry, just say this, just say this..."

After the white-haired old Taoist put down his hand, Qian Zhenren felt relieved.

Immediately.

Qian Zhenren didn't dare to be disrespectful, and said seriously:

"Fellow Daoist, do you know the Taihuang clan?"

Hearing words.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng pondered for a moment.

At this moment, many thoughts arose in his mind.

The Taihuang clan!

There are many immortals who take this as their surname in the world of immortal cultivation.

But there is only one clan who is famous.

That is the Taihuang weapon refining clan, which is so famous.

Back then, the spirit-devouring immortal gold he saw in the Wanbao Temple of the Immortal Alliance was left with the divine axe of the ancestor Taihuang of this clan.

Thinking of this.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng asked without fighting tentatively:

"Fellow Daoist Qian, what you are talking about is the clan of the Taihuang Divine Axe!"

"Not bad!" Qian Zhenren nodded and smiled:

"It's this clan, otherwise there are no characters in the Taihuang clan, which is worth mentioning by this real person!

Only the immortal clan that shook the ancient Taihuang divine axe, which left a strong legendary figure in the history of human immortal cultivation, can be well-known to the world of immortal cultivation!"

"Now the fairy art Tianling Street, Taihuang Weapon Refining Shop is opened by this clan. Its weapon refining fairy art is also inherited from the Taihuang Divine Axe Grandmaster who was inherited from Zhenjin Shuo's ancient times!"

Hearing this.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng did not show any relief. Instead, he looked at Qian Zhenren, and became more suspicious.

"Fellow Taoist, are you cheating me as a brother!"

"I have also heard from my boss that the treasure refining master of Taihuang Weapon Refining Shop. Although he has good at treasure refining, he is only at the mid-level level in the Fairy Art Tianling Street!"

"And the inheritance of the weapon refining of this clan has long lost the core inheritance of the Taihuang Divine Axe.

The remaining inheritance now is just average, how can we have such an unpredictable spiritual forbidden?"

On the other side.

When Qian Zhenren saw the suspicious look from the old white-haired Taoist, he quickly explained:

"Brother Dao, this is a bad word!"

"As the saying goes, there are still three thousand nails in the rotten ship, not to mention that this tribe is still an immortal tribe that once was extremely prosperous."

"As far as I know, this Taihuang Immortal Clan has a treasure of inheritance and possesses supreme power..."

Hearing this.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng smiled coldly and immediately interrupted:

"What fellow Taoist said, could it be the [Taihuang Spirit Cauldron]?"

"It's this treasure!" Qian Zhenren nodded and said:

"But Brother Dao, please let me finish my words."

"I really want to see, what kind of tricks can your mouth say?"

"Brother Dao, don't worry!"

Qian Zhenren, who looked extremely calm, seemed to know why the old white-haired Taoist suddenly became angry, but he did not immediately rush to explain, but instead asked:

"Following Brother Dao, I guess I have a certain understanding of this clan, right?"

"good!"

The old white-haired Taoist nodded with a calm expression.

See this.

Qian Zhenren didn't care, and continued:
To be continued...