"What?" Chen Hao's whole body was shocked, staring at the closed wooden door ahead and was surprised. The two of them were so cautious that they were still noticed by the other party.

He stopped and kept silent, afraid that the other party would recognize the flaws. Although Huantian Gong could change a person's voice in addition to changing his appearance, the yellow-faced man before was angrily scolded him for a few words, and it was difficult to capture the characteristics of his voice. [bsp;   The man in the room saw that there was no sound outside, and cursed again. The door was opened suddenly with a bang, revealing a short and thin man in a yellow Taoist robe. The man twisted his chin with a gray beard while staring at Chen Hao angrily.

"You are so arrogant now, and you even want me to open the door to greet you?"

"Well? Who is this next to you?" The man suddenly pointed at Zheng Hanxing who was standing aside with a special appearance and asked aggressively.

The man was full of momentum, his eyes were like a knife, and he rushed straight towards the young man. The latter swayed and took a few steps back, but his eyes refused to move away. He looked ahead with a stubborn look on his face.

Chen Hao was shocked, knowing that the person in front of him was probably the monk named Feng. Seeing that the young man next to him was forced to the brink of explosion, he had to grit his teeth and cough, and defended himself:

"Stop the anger of the Immortal Master. I was just a little panicked by your anger. How dare you put on airs? As for the one next to me, you can see that you have a good spiritual bone, which is just enough to give it to the Immortal Master as a registered disciple!"

"Oh?" The monk in yellow shrank his momentum when he heard this, but he was still a little suspicious, "Didn't you always want to be my registered disciple? Do you want to give this opportunity to others?"

Chen Hao was stunned and cursed a few words in his heart. He had to change his mind quickly. He smiled and said, "Of course, I dreamed that the immortal master could accept me as his disciple. But first, the qualifications and bones were too poor and I was afraid of losing your face. Secondly, I usually see that you have worked hard to refine alchemy, but I have no true energy in my body. Even if I want to help, I am a little powerless. Then I have aroused my mind and want to find a Taoist boy who can help you run errands. I discovered him and brought him to you immediately."

"Is that?" The yellow-clothed monk was still a little skeptical when he heard this. He nodded and said, "Well, you are determined, but did the boy next to you really have a spiritual bone of heaven and earth, and he still needs to be verified. After all, you are just a mortal fetus with naked eyes and are inaccurate."

His face suddenly changed, his face turned cold, and he turned his head and scolded, "Where is the copper box? You can't take it out quickly. If there is no forty-nine blood puppets, it will be difficult for you to keep your life!"

Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that the bronze box of the monk was placed in the Buddha's land space, but even if he took it out, the blood puppets in it were not as big as 49. This person would know that if he turned against each other and alarmed the other monks in the Lingjiangmen station, he would probably not only fail to achieve his goal, but also be in danger.

What's more, Master Zangkong once said that even the Buddha land cannot allow living creatures to stay for a long time. This copper box can hold flesh and blood creatures. Although it is a puppet that has destroyed consciousness, it also shows its rareness. Since such a treasure has been in hand, how can it be easily traded out?

Therefore, although the monk in front of him was urging him repeatedly, he just slowly reached into his arms and did not take out the treasure for a long time.

His eyes rolled, and suddenly he chuckled and said, "Don't worry, the blood puppet is not missing, but I accidentally found a strange thing on these puppets, and I wanted to give it to the puppets. If it is really a treasure, you can stay here, just treat it as the filial puppet given by the boy."

"Oh?" The monk in yellow raised his head slightly when he heard this, his eyes flashed, and he said lightly, "Since that's the case, then you can take it out and look at it."

Chen Hao sneered in his heart, a trace of undetectable cold light flashed in the corners of his eyes. He slowly moved forward, nodded and whispered: "That kid is brave enough to come forward and offend the immortal power."

"Take it out quickly, so hard, why is it very different from your usual?" The monk in yellow frowned and scolded, with more doubts in his words.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Hao quickly took out his hand from his arms and took out a small piece of things. The light was flowing everywhere, looking quite extraordinary.

The monk in yellow looked at him, but his eyes were filled with brilliance. He exclaimed lightly and quickly took him over, his face changing.

He frowned and asked, "Did you really get this piece of sky green wood from one of the blood puppets?"

Chen Hao nodded, but the yellow-clothed monk muttered to himself, "The sky-blue divine trees in southern Xinjiang are only produced in the forest of the Ten Thousand Woods of Lingwu Sect. Every year, the cost of their own homes is not enough, so how can they spread it?"

"What? Sky Blue Divine Wood? This thing has such a big background?"

Chen Hao exclaimed in surprise and said to himself that he really didn't know this statement, otherwise he wouldn't have ruined the whisk recklessly. He just cut off a piece of the remaining wooden handle.

He thought about it, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "The Immortal Master has read it wrong. It doesn't seem like this is a sky-green divine tree. Why don't you look at it carefully?"

"Nonsense! How could my eyesight be..." The yellow-clad monk subconsciously retorted loudly, but his voice stopped abruptly after a "click" sound.

He looked frightened and stretched out his right hand to grab Chen Hao's clothes. He raised his left arm lightly, and a light green magic sword came out with a clanging sound, but he didn't have time to fight the enemy. There was a blood line on his neck, getting bigger and bigger. He heard a "pop" sound that the whole head broke and fell, and blood gushed out like a tide at the fracture.

His body fell heavily to the ground, making a large piece of blood red. At this time, the light green mist on the ground of the entire courtyard surging violently, and suddenly it disappeared with a puff.

The blue magic sword "Dingdang" lost its master's envoy, and its light flashed and disappeared, like a folded winged kite falling from dust.

Chen Hao sighed, looked at the blood flowing all over the ground, and took out a copper box with his palm. The ferocious beast pattern on the box seemed to smell the blood, and gradually turned around, with two dazzling red lights flashing in his eyes.

After a while, the entire copper box buzzed slightly, and black airflows whizzed out from the hideous mouth, wrapping up the body of the yellow monk on the ground. Soon after, he swallowed all his essence and blood. The body hovered and transformed and shrunk, and was taken away in an instant.

Seeing this shape, Chen Hao couldn't help but sigh that this monk wanted to redeem humans as puppets, but he should never have expected that he would end up in a miserable end. Even the corpse could not be completely preserved. It was said that the law of nature was clear, the cause and effect were circulated, and the retribution was unhappy.

He bent down and picked up the piece of sky-green wood that fell to the ground and the magic sword. He thought to himself that Li Wushang, a cultivator with the whisk, was also from the Lingwu Sect, and might be very familiar with this cultivator, otherwise this person would not have looked at it quickly and determined the identity of this wood.

"Is the sky blue divine wood?" Chen Hao rubbed the wooden blocks in his hand, felt the coolness, and murmured to himself, "If so, this Lingwu Sect has some background, and even such divine objects."

Unfortunately, with his current cultivation level, he still cannot get to the Lingwu Sect to take this divine tree. I think that since the other party can own this divine object for many years, he must have his own support. It is far from what he can do if he is a person who is in trouble with a cultivator of the alchemy.

Chen Hao sighed and thought to himself that it was a lucky chance to kill the yellow-clothed monk. He realized that the true energy in this person's dantian had formed a strong cyclone, and his cultivation had reached the point where he could barely condense the elixir. Who knew that Chen Hao was using a trick of concealing the world and accidentally killed him.

The breeze blew on his face, and the sunlight shone on his face to make the entire courtyard bright, which was very different from the previous feeling of the yin side. Chen Hao frowned and used the Huantian Technique in his body again. The bones burst into crackling and turned into the appearance of the yellow Taoist priest just now, but it was like the two rabbits walking together, and there was no way to distinguish the difference between male and female.

The only thing that was wrong was that the clothes on his body turned into the burly yellow-faced man who had previously turned into the treacherous man, and the rags prepared in the cloth shop were not useful at all. Instead, he took off the man's clothes and changed them. At this time, he had to dress up as this Taoist robe with an ancient fairy charm, otherwise he would definitely be exposed immediately.

Unfortunately, the Taoist's robe had been dyed blood red, and even if it was taken off, it would not be possible to use it.

He frowned and walked into the wooden house, and found a changeable Taoist robe. Although it smelled a little, he couldn't care about it at this moment.

Chen Hao put the Taoist robe on his body and thought about what the monk said before. There was a numbness and itch in his throat. He coughed a few times, and the sound made again was no different from this person.

The two returned to the gate of the courtyard. The tall and thin guard suddenly knelt on one knee and exclaimed, "Sir Immortal Master! Are you going to go out?"

"No need to go out." Chen Hao shook his head and said in a deep voice: "You go and invite the Immortal Master Li here, just say I have something to discuss with him.

"Yes!" The guard did not dare to neglect, and quickly responded and stood up and trotted in one direction.

Chen Hao and Zheng Hanxing returned to the courtyard, sat down on a soft couch in the wooden house, placed the copper box on the table in front of him, lowered their eyes slightly, pretending to be contemplative, while the young man stood quietly by the side, everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

He suddenly opened his eyes slightly, picked up a pot of tea on the table, slowly poured it into two cups beside him, and said, "Hanxing, a guest is here, but you won't come here yet!"

The boy was not understanding the meaning, but heard a hearty laughter suddenly coming from outside the house, and the door creaked and was pushed open.

"Why should I be so polite to you? I have to send someone to greet you?"
Chapter completed!