Just when Ye Wen was in deep thought, a slightly old figure walked slowly on a small road.

This person is Meng Lao, who is bent on helping his grandson escape from military service, and even abandoning human nature, his face is now the color of iron blue, and his complexion is gloomy, which is several times more serious than when he was drunk in the past.

The influence of the army is too great, it can almost be described as covering the sky with one hand, and no one can go against their will at all, even if he is a great alchemist with a purple vein-level level, when facing those iron-blooded rules, he can't muster the courage to resist.

If it is said that going to the jungle to fight is a life of death, then if you get carried away for a moment and dare to blatantly ignore military orders, you will inevitably die without a place to be buried, and there is never an example of escape.

At least, at the age of half a hundred, he has lived for most of his life, and he has experienced countless ups and downs, and the richness of his experience is extraordinary, but he has never heard of a person who violates military orders, and can have a good end, even if there are lucky people who have been hidden for a while, but in the end they still can't escape the clutches of the army, and the nameless graves on the mass graves are bloody ironclad evidence.

The fate of all of Meng Lao's disciples is unknown, and his children died early, leaving only one grandson to be raised by him himself, who has been bothering to cultivate for many years, thinking of teaching him a talisman alchemy skill, so that Montessori's alchemy skills can continue to be passed on, so that one day it can be carried forward.

How could such an old man be willing to watch his grandson Meng Hao go to death!

So even if he sells his soul and abandons benevolence, righteousness and morality, Meng Lao is also wholeheartedly thinking about saving his grandson's life, and the glimmer of life in front of him is to cultivate a substitute in a short period of time, let this substitute take Meng Hao's place, and compete with Lu Buwei, the proud protégé of the old beast.

This is a doomed failure talisman competition, if you really think that there is any chance of winning, it is just a joke close to delusion, but even if it fails, it doesn't matter, so it is logical to let the defeated substitute, that is, Ye Wen, to serve in place of Meng Hao, it is simply a wonderful plan.

As long as the people who serve meet the minimum standards, the people in the army will not care about his selfishness, and even if Lu Buwei sees through his intentions and appeals to the army, it will be in vain in the end and cannot change the fact that his grandson left behind.

But—

The premise of all this is that Ye Wen must have a talisman refining qualification that is different from ordinary people, otherwise how could he reach the height that ordinary monks can reach in a few months or even close to ten years, that is, the level that meets the service standards!

Because of this, the impatience in Meng Lao's heart was far above Ye Wenwen himself, and because he had no choice, he even began to consider that even if he was bankrupt, he had to buy an elixir talisman that could temporarily improve people's qualifications.

At this time, I saw that not far from the front of the path, suddenly two figures slowly came, the leader of the one, dressed in expensive clothes, although gray hair, but full of red face, and a small beard, behind this old man, followed by a seventeen or eighteen years old, ordinary appearance, but temperamental young man.

They are Meng Lao's sworn enemies, both of whom are purple-veined level Great Refining Talisman Master, Lu Buwei, and the person who follows behind is naturally his proud disciple, who once arranged for Meng Hao to automatically challenge above, and Zhang Zhao, who is scheming.

Just when Meng Lao saw them and stopped with an ugly face, Lu Buwei, who had a smile on his face and a look of pity, also stopped, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he glanced at Meng Lao with a gloating gaze.

"Old man Meng, I heard that you recently accepted a talented disciple, it's really gratifying, hehe, I thought you were looking for a substitute for the dead ghost, but it seems that I was too careful, your newly acquired disciple even failed to refine the earth fire talisman, probably the legendary type of late bloomer, please cultivate it well!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Buwei ignored Meng Lao in front of him, his face was difficult to see, and he turned his head to signal to the disciple Zhang Zhao behind him, Zhang Zhao, who was very smart, smiled slightly, he naturally knew the teacher's thoughts, so he obeyed Lu Buwei's wishes, calmly took a step forward, first bowed to Meng Lao, and then spoke indifferently.

"It seems that the day of the competition with Brother Meng Hao is not far away, when the time comes, please ask Meng Lao to watch quietly, after all, there is life and death, wealth and heaven, no matter how dying and struggling, you can't escape the irretrievable moment of manpower, especially the nihilistic thing of talent, it is really undemanding-"

This Zhang Zhao's attitude seems to be mild, but every word in the words unabashedly shows all kinds of heart-reproaching intentions, and he completely tears his face and humiliates Meng Lao, who is an old-timer, without scruples.

After a pause, he smiled slightly, completely ignoring Meng Lao's angry and trembling appearance, and under Lu Buwei's satisfied eyes, he pretended to shake his head again: "However, things like the white-headed person sending the black-headed person are really sad and unacceptable, it is really unfortunate to lose the bloodline like this, I have a good idea about this, if Meng Lao doesn't mind at that time, from now on, it is better to go to the land of fireworks** Having fun, maybe after a few years of fighting, maybe the seeds will be sown smoothly, and without a grandson, it will not be too late to create another son-"

"Shut up!"

Meng Lao's face has been completely distorted at this moment, and his eyes are full of extremely cold killing intent, even if he is a person with a good temperament, listening to this unscrupulousness, if he slaps his face in the face, he is afraid that he will be like thunder, not to mention that Meng Lao is in a state of turmoil, since the failure of Ye Wen's refining, the anxiety that has arisen has turned into boundless anger at this moment.

In an instant, a huge Dao power erupted from Meng Lao's body, and then there were a series of runes rotating around his body, flashing with brilliance, which was both beautiful and dangerous, and the power of the purple pattern talisman refiner was finally revealed under the provocation of the junior, and Meng Lao was ready to make a ruthless move, and simply killed Zhang Zhao on the spot!

If it was an ordinary monk, he was afraid that he would see a throbbing in his heart, but Zhang Zhao didn't seem to see it, and the free and easy smile on his face didn't show a bit, but turned his head slightly, looking at his teacher, Lu Buwei, who was also a purple-vein talisman refiner.

"Hey, old man Meng, why bother to be like a junior-"

Lu Buwei shook his head and sighed, but he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and with this crisp sound, his body was also bursting with a huge Dao power, pressing towards Meng Lao like a wave.

A big battle between purple-veined talismans is about to break out!

"This firewood burns too fast, right?"

At the same time, Ye Wen, who was standing next to the earthen stove at the moment, didn't know that on the path near the Yanyu Pavilion, a shocking battle was about to break out, but he slowly touched his stomach, his brows furrowed tightly, and he looked helplessly at the faint fire in the stove below.

Ye Wen was originally engrossed, thinking about the possibility of refining various talismans, but was soon interrupted by the sound of grunting from his stomach, and after a wry smile, he scratched his head, and decided to solve his appetite first, otherwise no matter how strong his will is, it would be difficult to match the decadence brought about by hunger.

So I went to the nearby kitchen and cooked alone, because the kitchen had its own ingredients that could cope with five or six days, so I didn't have to go out to buy them, but after putting the ingredients into the cauldron and lighting the firewood, I found that the amount of firewood was limited, and it seemed that it was not enough to cook the ingredients in the cauldron.

"Uh......"

Just when Ye Wen was about to turn around and leave and go out to find new wood, suddenly, a faint heat came out of his hand, Ye Wen was slightly stunned, looked down, and saw that the earth fire talisman that he had just pinched in his hand was actually slightly flickering.