"Grandpa...... Why are you here?" A weak voice came into his ears, Meng Lao didn't listen to it, but when he heard it, he was on fire in his heart, and he almost died of anger, and suddenly followed the sound with angry eyes, and a young man with a face like a crown of jade fell in the field of vision.

Meng Lao climbed the stairs and shouted angrily: "Hao'er, don't you come down quickly! You actually disobeyed my orders and participated in the competition without authorization?!"

If it weren't for the fact that the transmission note was secretly pasted and connected to the room of the talisman refining room, it would have been possible to stop the talisman competition in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

"I ...... It's just that...... I think I'll win!" a stammering sentence popped out of Meng Hao's mouth, obviously for this young man, Meng Lao's prestige was very heavy.

But in the words, there is another grievance revealed, and under the grievance, there is unwilling self-confidence.

Hearing this, Meng Lao's heart softened again, and he held back his anger and scolded: "In short, the competition is aborted, get out of here, and after you go back, you must teach you a lesson!"

Meng Hao listened, shrunk his neck in fear, and replied weakly: "Yes......"

"Humph!"

Meng Lao didn't say anything more, his face was gloomy, his eyes fell on the stone table, and he sighed secretly in his heart, this talisman refined by Hao'er, the level of the ninth grade, the aura is a step higher than that of ordinary talismans of the same level, but it is not bad.

Fire lotus, the middle section of the ninth grade.

The corners are red, the runes in the center are flashing, the comparison is neat, there is a trace of heat coming out of the surroundings, and the runes are connected together, which is a lotus pattern.

But......

Meng Lao shook his head, glanced back at his grandson with a hidden color on his face, and sighed again, how could he be so ignorant of the height of the sky, if he could defeat Old Man Lu's disciples with just one Fire Lotus Talisman, his nine disciples would not end up like this!

"Wait!" a voice came out, Meng Lao frowned, his eyes narrowed, and he looked over.

But it was an ordinary-looking young man, who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a calm, indifferent and confident appearance, although his appearance was very different from Meng Hao, but his bearing was far superior.

It is the proud protégé of Old Man Lu, Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao smiled at Meng Lao and said, "Senior Meng, this is not appropriate, right? The competition is recognized by both parties, and it is forcibly suspended, which is not in accordance with the rules!"

"yes!"

"No, it's not good!"

"Everything must be done according to the rules!"

"Do you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Among the group of people on the left side of the stone platform, someone suddenly made a noise, obviously belonging to the old man Lu's side, but it was not a disciple, but a slave follower.

This kind of character, the most knows how to figure out his thoughts, as soon as the words come out, it is secretly in line with Zhang Zhao's mind, one person starts, everyone echoes, one after another, the person on the right is Meng Hao's follower, but there are only three or two people, although they say back, they are also outnumbered, and they are quickly drowned.

Meng Hao's face was flushed, his muscles were bruised, and he was so angry that he couldn't control himself, he thought that he was holding a victory ticket, but he was forced to step down by his grandfather, and now he was ridiculed, he just wanted to rush forward, maintain his dignity, and throw out the talisman he had refined by himself, so that they could see the true power of the talisman.

"Shut up, do you want to challenge me Meng Tianxing and challenge the majesty of a purple-veined talisman?!"

Meng Lao's face sank, he understood the other party's tricks, roared angrily, slapped his hand to his waist, and a string of talismans was violently stimulated, and the buzzing sound echoed, and all kinds of red, blue and white lights flashed.

The servants and entourage who were disrespectful suddenly shuddered when they saw this, and then they woke up to the identity and status of the other party, faintly regretted it, and stopped the implicit ridicule.

This old man has always been extreme, doting on his only grandson, as a purple-veined talisman, it is easy to deal with servants and the like, if in case of desperation, in a fit of anger, kill all the people present, it is really a unjust death.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the alchemist is no better than a monk who specializes in combat, but the people of this profession, the consumable talismans they carry with them, I don't know how many, although the combat power cannot last, the power of a one-time explosion, no matter how fierce the monk is, must also avoid its edge, let alone the servants and the like.

Zhang Zhao's face remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Senior Meng, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as these servants? It is because I have no way to discipline me, so I have angered Senior Meng, I really deserve to die, and after I go back, I will definitely be severely punished." ”

Meng Lao looked at Zhang Zhao with a calm expression, and then at Meng Hao, who was angry, in contrast, sighed slightly in his heart, how could outsiders understand the love of blood connection.

In any case, he must keep this grandson, but it is not easy to find a qualified substitute.

"Fifteen, is this the limit...... Ye Wen's fingertips left the talisman and took a deep breath again, the disordered Dao strength gradually adjusted, and the sweat behind his back penetrated his clothes.

Continuously probing fifteen talismans, the meridians in the hands are faintly painful, and there are signs of rupture.

It's one thing to be strong-willed, it's another to be reckless and impulsive.

A faint light swirled around his fingertips, connecting the surface of the talisman, Ye Wen was silent for a moment, then stopped, and with a wave of his hand, the connection between the two was completely severed.

"Why choose two of them......" Ye Wen felt a little regretful, today is really an eye-opener, the unreachable talismans are all in front of him, but it is a pity that the spiritual space can only absorb a little breath and fragments of projection.

Thinking about it, he laughed at himself again, people are like this, when they don't know anything, they are most content, once they have a little gain, they want to go further, and the flame of greed will not be extinguished.

I made a decision in my heart, glanced at the talisman on the wooden frame regretfully, turned around, and walked to the wooden frame on the other side, the wooden frame on the sixth in order on the right, the talisman on it was as dull as the light, at a glance, it was unremarkable, but it was actually the most important one.

As soon as the hand pressed the corner of the talisman, the mind sank, and then confirmed, a flower in front of him, came to the world of the talisman, three words appeared side by side, one for "black", two for "tiger", three for "claw".

- "Black Tiger Claw".

The turbid sewage, the tiger in the pangang, the claws glowing with black light, and the periphery of the three characters, faintly show the projection, implicating each other, and the black light is hazy, setting off the extraordinary nature of this talisman.

Ye Wen's consciousness moved forward, swirling around the three words of the black tiger claw, slowly scanning it, and his heart was very satisfied, on the fifteen wooden shelves, the eight-grade talisman accounted for five lanes, but only the black tiger claw showed a projection, although it was thin, it also distinguished the high and the low.

Among the five runes, there is also an ice tiger claw, whose attributes are the same as those of the Frost Sword, and it happens to be a tiger type, but after thinking about it carefully, he still gave up, and the experience of appearing in his true form and his attributes are conflicting, which may not be a bad thing.

Coupled with the fact that the Black Tiger Claw is obviously superior, the final choice is clear.

The hand withdrew from the wooden frame, and put the dead ash talisman into his arms, the movement was neat, unceremoniously, and received one, Ye Wen did not delay, waved his sleeves, and walked to the tenth wooden frame in the order.

The talisman placed on it, named "Blood Ba Boxing", is the signature talisman of the master of the Ba Boxing Hall, Lei Yun, and the weird and domineering talisman.

Ye Wen was happy to see the hunting, he had suffered a small loss on this talisman before, and his mind moved, and he wanted to use this to study the countermeasures, know the other and his confidant, and win all battles, even if he couldn't figure out anything in the end, the effect of refining the seven-grade talisman should be no worse than the rest of the talismans.

Anyway, at the level of talisman refining, he doesn't know anything, but with the help of the power of the spiritual space, he accidentally hits and bumps, the blind man touches the elephant, everything relies on intuitive prompts, and the fragments of knowledge that flash from time to time.

Ye Wen glanced around, it was still early now, and it was only a stick of incense, he actually had the opportunity to explore the remaining talismans, and his mind was about to move, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

In the case of a full harvest, at the risk of withering the mind, in order to explore the unknown talisman, maybe in the end nothing will be found, if the result is so, it is really stupid and not enough to describe.