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He looks harsh and majestic, only he knows how guilty he is?

Seeing this, the old white-haired Taoist also knew that the other party was just a stern voice, but he still had to give him face.

Then the white-haired old man looked like he admitted his mistake.

See this scene.

The ancestor Chihuo skipped the topic directly and asked:

"By the way, is Taiyuan Yidaoist in the back hall?"

The old white-haired Taoist hesitated for a moment and said, "It's here!"

"However, the boss is not convenient to see guests now."

Hearing words.

The ancestor Chihuo didn't care either.

After all, it is not easy to disturb the immortal art masters whether they are in alchemy or treasure refining.

Immediately.

The old ancestor Chihuo stretched out his hand and a storage bag appeared in his hand, then placed it on the counter, and said:

"When your boss comes out of seclusion, I will give it to your boss!"

See this.

The white-haired old Taoist doesn’t know what’s going on?

It must be the ancestor Chihuo who devoted himself to studying it for a long time and was not sure enough to complete the order, so he sent it to his store with an additional price.

This is not something like this once or twice.

If it were in the past, it would be fine, but now his body of Wanhua Dao really has no time.

So, the old white-haired Taoist immediately called out to the ancestor Chihuo.

"Senior Chihuo, please wait!"

"What's wrong?"

The True Lord Chihuo who was walking out turned around and asked.

Immediately, the white-haired old Taoist looked embarrassed and said:

"This palace will not accept orders in the future. Whether it is a treasure refining order or an alchemy order, it will be the same!"

"What's wrong?"

The old ancestor Chihuo asked with a serious look.

He also knew that this old man with white hair could not make a joke about this.

Seeing this.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng knew that he could not hide it.

after all!

In the future, news that Fudao Hall will not accept orders will definitely spread, so there is no need to hide it.

Immediately, the old Taoist white-haired explained the speech that had been prepared long ago to the ancestor Chihuo.

but!

The more I heard the old ancestor Chihuo, the more mysterious he felt!

Asked immediately:

"You little old man, are you kidding me!"

"With your boss's cautious nature, he will take risks in the forbidden sea, isn't it possible?"

"I remember that last time I invited your boss to go to the inland sea to get a certain spiritual material, he was rewarded a lot, but he just refused to go."

"And the Fudao Palace is within the scope of the Immortal Alliance's amnesty!

I didn't let me take the risk to the Forbidden Sea at all."

"You tell me now that your boss is going to the Forbidden Sea. Isn't this the big deal about the world?"

hey-hey!!

The white-haired old man smiled awkwardly.

At this time, he remembered that the ancestor Chihuo once invited him to search for some kind of spiritual material in the inland sea.

However, based on the principle of more things and less things, he directly refused.

In addition, over the years, Taiyuanyi has been like this, so it is normal for the ancestor Chihuo to believe it.

Then...

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng explained several times, and then he reluctantly believed the old white-haired Taoist's words.

But after believing it for a few years, it is unknown.

However, after Wanhua Dao Body climbed the teleportation array leading to the Ancient City of Fengjie, the Chihuo Ancestor didn't believe it, but he had to believe it.

After a while...

The old ancestor Chihuo looked at the old Taoist white-haired angrily, turned around and left.

Seeing this.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng hurriedly greeted:

"Senior Chihuo, I forgot to take your storage bag!"

Hearing words.

The old ancestor Chihuo, who was going out, had a dark face and reached out to make a move. The storage bag on the counter turned into a stream of light and sank into the sleeves of Chihuo Zhenjun.

soon.

The figure of the Red Fire Ancestor disappeared into the eyes of the white-haired Taoist.

The white-haired old Taoist who was about to lie on the rocking chair and rest for a while suddenly thought of something?

Then he hurried to the side of the hall, in front of a piece of jade bi...

The old white-haired Taoist reached out to gesture in the air. As his fingers slid, a line of text appeared on the jade bi in front of him:

——From now on, this palace will not accept any orders. The time for re-acceptance is to be determined!

With this line of text emerging.

This line of text also appeared on the jade bi inlaid on the outer wall of the Fudao Hall.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng looked at his big characters like a pen dancing dragon and snake, nodded with satisfaction, then walked into the counter with a horoscope step, shaking and shaking to the rocking chair.

Immediately afterwards.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng lay happily on the rocking chair, swaying back and forth.

Just when the old and white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng enjoys a leisurely life...

At this time, Murong Wanwan, who had been away from the Forbidden Sea for half a year, was in a bad mood!

Sea of ​​taboos!

In the sky, a figure stood.

The seemingly small and thin body has an inexplicable sense of majesty.

However, this person was wearing a hat and could not see his true face, but he should be a young monk.

This can also be seen from his flat body.

good.

This is Murong Wanwan’s Wanhua Dao Body.

I don’t know why, but she transformed herself into the body of a young monk.

after all.

Under normal circumstances, most female cultivators use the art of changing, mostly change their appearance and height!

But there are a few monks who change their gender.

now.

Murong Wanwan, standing in the sky, had a golden light flowing in her eyes, staring into the distance.

The smell of blood lingers in the tip of her nose.

But Murong Wanwan has been here for half a year and has long been accustomed to the special smell of the Taboo Sea.

Even the blood-colored sea water under the sea of ​​clouds is used to it.
To be continued...