Chapter 103: The First Talisman of the Southern Wilderness (I)

The old man smiled, took out the branch, and stroked it carefully: "Well, this is the first lesson I have taught you for you. Remember, this thing is not an ordinary branch, it is a branch made by the King of Pengjing Divine Wood Tree!"

"What is the sacred tree of Pengjing? What is the tree king? What is the divine branch?"

Not only did Huang Yuemei not understand, but Ma Zijin had never heard of it.

The old man had no intention of impatient at all, and explained it to them carefully, and finally said: "This pungjing divine tree is also a natural creature. The divine branches that grow are excellent materials for making tools and talismans. Unfortunately, the fire of this tree king is insufficient, and it is only ten years later. If it can be more than five hundred years, the divine branches formed by this pungjing tree king will be no less than the natural divine tree."

Huang Yuemei and Ma Zijin were shocked. Unexpectedly, this thing was so precious. Ma Zijin couldn't help but look at Wu Luo. Wu Luo stood aside and didn't make a sound for a long time, and until this moment, he looked calm.

He took Ma Zijin's natural divine stone, and he still took advantage of it.

"However, this divine branch contains a large amount of pure gold energy, which makes up for the disadvantage of fire order. It is really a top-quality talisman-making material!" The old man pretentiously, but he didn't understand how the divine branch of the Pengjing Divine Wood Tree King contained a large amount of pure gold energy.

He put away the divine branch with satisfaction, and the rankings of Huang Yuemei and Ma Zijin were determined.

Huang Yuemei, who originally thought she would win, was beaten a little dizzy when she was beaten. She suddenly fell from the peak and was naturally very angry, but she dared not speak out about the master's arrangement. She never expected that an inconspicuous branch would have such a big background.

Ma Zijin was so grateful to Wu Luo. Obviously, Wu Luo knew the root of this divine branch. It was said that it was a peach wood branch that had been around for five hundred years, but he was just afraid that he would not want it.

The old man was still a little greedy and asked again: "Disciple, you haven't answered as a teacher yet. Where did you find it? Is there any?"

Ma Zijin didn't know how to answer, but Wu Luo stood up behind him: "I gave it to her."

The old man smiled coldly and then turned his eyes to Wu Luo: "You must be the one who bullied my apprentice outside the mountain before?"

When he mentioned this, Huang Yuemei, who was originally a little depressed, suddenly became energetic and shouted: "Master, this person bullies your disciple, so don't let him go!"

The old man floated and had already flew out of the Grand Master's chair. He reached the front of Wu Luo. His eyes were filled with cold light, looking at him up and down.

"Good boy, so brave!" The old man snorted coldly: "You dare to move my disciple, too."

The strong wind stirred, and eighteen light streamers of light rolled out from under the old man's robe, and kept swinging in the storm, blew the sound of Wuluo's clothes.

Ma Zijin quickly knelt down and pleaded: "Master, he is a friend of his disciple, so please show mercy..."

The old man snorted coldly, but saw the unyielding gaze in Wu Luo's eyes, and he was immediately furious. He had always been high and had long been used to looking down on all living beings. Suddenly, someone stood in front of him and actually looked at him with an equal gaze, which made the old man feel that he was being provoked!

"Get back!" The old man shouted with a clear scolding, and a powerful force gently pushed Ma Zijin away. Huang Yuemei stood by and watched with gloating, with a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Hmph, it seems that Master can't stand your debauchery, and I want to teach you a lesson. Master may regret accepting you, an indecent apprentice..." Huang Yuemei kept chattering: "The more you plead, the more angry your master will be. He will definitely beat this kid seriously and cannot afford to hurt. It depends on how you can do that in the future..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Wu Luo using some tricks, and suddenly took action, as fast as lightning, and grabbed the old man's shoulder.

In Huang Yuemei and Ma Zijin's eyes, the old man, who was as invincible as a god, suddenly changed his face, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and he looked at Wu Luo in horror: "How did you know..."

Wu Luo said coldly: "You want me to talk about it here?"

The old man's face changed again: "Don't! Let's go in."

Wu Luo grabbed the old man's shoulder and the two walked into the hall slowly together. Then with a "bang", the hall gate closed tightly, leaving only the confused Huang Yuemei and Ma Zijin master and servant.

As soon as the hall gate was closed, the hall was immediately isolated from the outside world.

The old man asked impatiently: "Who are you? How do you know that my cultivation is the famous family on the Yunmen acupoint on the shoulder?!"

Wu Luo was not polite, and went up to beat him up, which made the old man scream. He beat him while scolding: "Xiang Kuangyan, you shameless old guy, why are you pretending to be noble? Why are you pretending to be honest? You accept your apprentice, and you also specially got two little girls. I am so embarrassed for you. You still have the face to live in this world!"

I'm afraid even Ma Zijin and Huang Yuemei don't know that their master is Xiang Kuangyan, the famous No. talisman master of the Southern Wilderness!

Before, Wu Luo thought that he was an incompetent little talisman master, and never expected that Xiang Kuangyan would act as a hypocritical attitude.

Master Fu is the only group that can surpass the struggle between good and evil. No matter where Xiang Kuangyan goes, there are people who warmly receive it.

If Wu Luo had any friends in his previous life, Xiang Kuangyan might be the only one.

As the saying goes, the closest friends of each other, Wu Luo knows Xiang Kuangyan very well, and Xiang Kuangyan also knows him very well. Although Xiang Kuangyan is vulgar, his character is impeccable and he will never betray his friends. Moreover, Wu Luo has mastered too many secrets of Xiang Kuangyan - Yunmen acupoint is just one of them - he is not afraid that Xiang Kuangyan will reveal his identity.

In the last life, almost half of Wu Luo's first-grade talismans were refined by Xiang Kuangyan for him. Of course, every time Xiang Kuangyan would blackmail him a considerable reward. Compared with the dignified Emperor of the Southern Wilderness, it can be considered "very expensive". In the cultivation world, it is enough to make a first-class sect lose everything.

Xiang Kuangyan would shamelessly say to Wu Luo every time, "Friendship is friendship, business is business. I can't stop charging money just because you are my friend. If that happens, not only will others doubt whether we two have broken up their sleeves, but even Song Jianmei will be jealous of me."

Xiang Kuangyan was beaten to the point of bruising face, but suddenly understood. He felt a burst of ecstasy and hugged him, laughing: "Mom, it's you, it's you, it's you, it's you, it's you, hahaha, I knew, I knew, you won't die so easily, hahahaha!"

Seeing his happy look, Wu Luo was also a little moved. He finally failed completely in his life and left such a friend.

After Xiang Kuangyan was ecstatic, he gradually calmed down and sighed and sat down on the spot: "Ghost Liming was cunning. There was no sound of the wind leaking from beginning to end. I was in Zhongzhou at that time, and it was too late to rush back. Alas..."

Wu Luo also sat down on the side, grinded out a jar of wine, took a sip and handed it to Xiang Kuangyan: "How can he be careless about losing his head?"

Xiang Kuangyan nodded: "That's right."

The two of them drank one by one, and before they knew it, they had already drunk a jar of wine. Xiang Kuangyan sighed a little, "It was your business that stimulated me, otherwise I would still be playing around the world. Ma Zijin, the little girl, had already discovered that I was too playful and didn't take her with me to teach, otherwise she would be at least an eighth-grade talisman master now."

Wu Luo smiled bitterly, you just found an excuse of "insufficient cultivation" to fool others and deceive them into making them suffer.

"Even you are dead, maybe one day I will be plotted against you. If this skill is lost from me, I will be sorry to Master. So I can only calm down and prepare to find a place to teach my disciples well."

He glanced at Wu Luo and suddenly said, "What does it have to do with my apprentice? I warn you, don't hit my apprentice! He is your junior, do you still want your old face? Even the younger generation wants to hook up with me?"

Wu Luo bluntly: "Bah! Do you think I am the kind of person you are! But I want to remind you not to be ignorant of your disciples, that's incest!"

Xiang Kuangyan was furious like a cat whose tail was guessed: "What! What! You actually look at me like this? You blinded your dog's eyes..."

Wu Luo calmed down: "Is it right? Otherwise you wouldn't be so excited. I know that Huang Yuemei is the type you like, and your taste has always been very unique. I can only express my deep admiration for this."

Xiang Kuangyan was as wilted as if he was so happy to beat eggplant: "Damn, I can't hide anything from you."

Xiang Kuangyan was also in pain. He just met Huang Yuemei by chance. Indeed, this tall figure with a sturdy buttocks and breasts were all in one sturdy figure. It was just as his appetite. In addition, Huang Yuemei had a beautiful face, Xiang Kuangyan immediately became interested.

Unexpectedly, it was discovered that Huang Yuemei was actually the material for inheriting his Fu Master's Method. In the battle between the sect inheritance and his lust, Xiang Kuangyan's only two reliable points were: the skills and character of Fu Master's skills worked together, so he suppressed his lust and brought Huang Yuemei into his sect.

Unfortunately, every time I see Huang Yuemei, the vulgar old man's heart is bleeding. It's so delicious that I don't know which pig to give him the future.

Outside the hall, Ma Zijin and Huang Yuemei looked at each other and waited bored for two hours. The door of the hall opened with a loud bang. Master walked out with a blue nose and swollen face, but he was holding his arms around Wu Luo, both of them smelled drunk.
Chapter completed!