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Chapter 1194 I stole something from your house?

 "This Wuji True Fire is truly extraordinary!"

In a barren mountain more than ten miles away from the "Fire Emperor Gate", Zhong Wen's white figure gradually emerged, "Senior Sister Yan clearly understood the great road not long ago, she just absorbed a flame, and she faintly emerged from the cocoon."

Chrysalis, the posture of advancing to the holy path."

He couldn't help but admire deeply and be fascinated by Yan Lie who founded the "Fire Emperor Sect".

No, with Senior Sister Yan's current condition, she will definitely be able to advance to the level of Saint in no more than two years at most. However, the last time-space fragment was at least ten years later. Why is she, who is nearly thirty years old, still only in the realm of Spirit Master?

However, when he thought about it, Zhong Wen suddenly frowned and realized that there was a huge contradiction between the two space-time fragments.

As everyone knows, in the real world, although Yan Xiaoxiao also received the Infinite True Fire gifted by the giant rat and greatly improved her strength, she was left with severe psychological trauma because of being a "pillow" for a few days.

Inching forward, until the day when Lin Bei destroyed the world, he still stayed in the realm of the Taoist Spirit Master.

Giant Rat Xiaobao himself never expected that although he had given away the inheritance of Yan Lie, the assessment process was too cumbersome, which would hinder the cultivation path of his descendants.

Of course, all these truths have long been lost in the long river of time, and Zhong Wen can no longer understand them.

What are you worried about?

Zhong Wen shook his head. He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. He turned his right hand and a red stone appeared out of thin air in his palm, exuding a burning aura.

Fire cloud stone!

A magical ore that contains the power of fire.

The aura released from the Fire Cloud Stone was so violent and blazing that even with Zhong Wen's saint-level body, he felt like he was about to be burned when he came into direct contact with it.

"about there."

There was no trace of pain on Zhong Wen's face, but he nodded with satisfaction, "Only the Secret Stone is left, I hope I can catch up."

He moved his fingers slightly, and the fire cloud stone in his palm disappeared "swiftly". Then he turned around decisively and strode forward.

However, as soon as he took two steps, his expression suddenly changed, and he instantly stepped back three feet, his face full of alertness and disbelief.

In the barren mountain that was supposed to be deserted, a figure suddenly appeared.

He has a simple and mediocre appearance, short hair close to his head, a relatively strong body, and a yellow robe that has been washed white.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this man is one of those ordinary characters who cannot be easily recognized in a crowd of people.

However, such a seemingly ordinary figure has an astonishing presence, just like the scorching sun hanging above his head, which is impossible to ignore.

What shocked Zhong Wen even more was that with his current soul power cultivation, he didn't notice the other party's appearance at all.

This undoubtedly means that the strength of the flat-headed man has reached an incredible level, far beyond the comparison of ordinary saints.

"If I read correctly."

The flat-haired man's voice was deep and deep, and his tone was gentle and soothing, making it difficult for people to feel hostile. "What the little friend just held in your hand should be the unique mineral deposit of the 'Fire Emperor Sect', the Fire Cloud Stone, right?"

"good."

After a moment of vacillation, Zhong Wen quickly calmed down and answered calmly.

"It is rumored that the flame power contained in the fire cloud stone is fierce and violent, extremely unstable, and cannot be used to refine weapons."

Seeing his admission, the bald man continued, "It must be combined with more than ten kinds of materials to complement each other before it can exert its true effect."

"So what?" Zhong Wen smiled slightly and asked casually.

"Recently, a master thief has appeared in the cultivation world. His whereabouts are erratic and elusive. He seems to be collecting mineral resources everywhere." The flat-headed man replied calmly, "I heard that his methods are very clever. Although he has patronized many top sects, he is still at large. There is no way he can be punished.

People can cure it.”

"so what?"

Zhong Wen's heart skipped a beat, but the expression on his face didn't change at all, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Among the treasures stolen by this god from various sects, there are auxiliary materials needed for the fire cloud stone." The flat-headed man replied patiently, without being arrogant or impetuous, "Now that I see my little friend holding the fire cloud stone, I dare to make a guess.

, could the thief who stole the treasures of various sects be you?"

He looks to be in his thirties or forties, but he calls himself "Old Man", which shows that his real age is much more than that, and he is obviously a top practitioner with the ability to preserve his appearance.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

Zhong Wen sneered and asked fearlessly.

"If this is really what I did, I would be bold and want you to return the treasures stolen from Duobao Pavilion to their original owners." The tone of the crew-cut man was still gentle.

"Are you from Duobao Pavilion?"

Zhong Wen looked him up and down, and couldn't remember where there was such a person in "Duobao Pavilion". He couldn't help but asked curiously.

"No." The crew-cut man replied without thinking.

"Then..." Zhong Wen's eyes showed confusion, and he asked more and more puzzledly, "Have I stolen anything from your house?"

"No." The flat-headed man shook his head and said, "I'm used to living alone. I haven't been back home for two hundred years. Is there anything else in my home that can catch my attention?"

"Since you are not from Duobao Pavilion, I didn't steal from your house." Zhong Wen said fiercely, "Even if I take some ores from Duobao Pavilion, what does it have to do with you?"

"Years ago, when I was in trouble, Zhao Kuo gave me a helping hand, which is considered a kindness to me."

The flat-headed man looked into the distance and whispered softly, "Now that I have been entrusted by him, I will naturally go all out to repay Pavilion Master Zhao's kindness back then."

"I see."

Zhong Wen's eyes showed a look of sudden realization, and he couldn't help but take another look at the crew-cut man.

"Speaking of which, my little friend is obviously looking for the supplies he needs everywhere. Why don't you want to run a few more factions, but you always get entangled with the 'Duobao Pavilion'?"

The flat-headed man asked in confusion, "Could it be that you have some prejudice against Pavilion Master Zhao?"

It turns out that although Zhong Wen traveled all over the world, buying, cheating, stealing or robbing from various sects, he obtained a lot of resources. He could have taken action ten times, but at least seven of them were carried out in the "Duobao Pavilion".

Where does this persistence come from?

"I chose 'Duobao Pavilion' simply because this large weapon refining sect is rich in resources and has many treasures."

Zhong Wen slowly shook his head and said, "I don't have any objections to Zhao Kuo."

"Rich materials and numerous treasures" are certainly one of the main reasons why he frequently appears in "Duobao Pavilion", but there is another more important point that he did not mention.

It turned out that the second time he entered the space-time fragments, he unexpectedly appeared in the "Duobao Pavilion" again by coincidence.

As a result, in his mind, the largest weapon-refining sect in ancient times was no different from the base camp.

It is normal for him to appear frequently in his home base.

"This is very good. As the saying goes, it is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies."

The flat-headed man's eyes lit up and he said loudly, "Young friend, you might as well return all the treasures, and then let me mediate, and I will probably be able to get Pavilion Master Zhao's forgiveness."

"No need."

Unexpectedly, regarding his perfect plan, Zhong Wen actually waved his hands with disdain and said, "How can you spit out the things that are in my hands? Are you afraid that you haven't woken up?"

"But..." The crew-cut man finally lost his composure.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. These things are of great use to me and I will definitely not send them back!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Wen had already raised his voice and interrupted ruthlessly, "If you are not convinced, just come and grab it!"

"Hey! Why bother?"

The flat-headed man's expression darkened, and he was stunned for a long time before he slowly said, "It seems that it is impossible to convince you with words. In this case, you and I might as well show off our unique skills and compete. Whoever wins, these

Who will own the treasures of 'Duobao Pavilion', okay?"

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Zhong Wen shouted sharply, his eyes shining brightly, he jumped up and stood quietly in the air. The powerful saint's aura surged out from him, covering half of the world in an instant. It was so powerful that it almost

Can't be described in words.

"Huh?"

The flat-headed man seemed not to have expected that the energetic young man in front of him, who was about twenty years old, actually had such strength. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Am there actually such masters among the younger generation?"

Even though he looked shocked, under Zhong Wen's terrifying power, his face remained calm and his expression was relaxed, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all.

"I don't know your surname?"

A strange color flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and he finally couldn't help but ask.

"Look at my memory, I forgot to introduce myself."

The crew-cut man shook his head slightly, then raised his head and stared into Zhong Wen's eyes in the sky, and replied word by word, "I am suffering, suffering is suffering, suffering is difficult."

"Are you suffering?"

When Zhong Wen heard this, his expression changed drastically, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he exclaimed, "'Star Sea Walker' is suffering?"


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