C8 (1/2)

He was originally an evil cultivator, and furthermore, he was not Xiang Han's master. For someone else to do something like this, it was only right for him to be scolded.

He only said: ”Even such a small amount of suffering is unbearable, how can one step into the cultivation world? Only when my spirit fire has refined you into a set of iron bones will you know how great your luck is! ”

As he spoke of this, it seemed like he was the model of a master.

Looking at Xiang Han's pained expression, Daoist Wubang's burning got even more intense. He hated that there was no spiritual wood or divine wood to burn with him. The more painful it was, the better it would be.

How could he have known that Xiang Han, who had been tortured by this fire to the point of suffering pain, was now even more determined: This old fogey, if your father's skills are higher than yours, I'll definitely burn you alive. You still want me to acknowledge you as my master and to dream of you as your master?

”What a pity, what a pity, I did not bring my pill furnace with me, or else it would not be just this small smell!” ”But it is enough. This child's character is too bad and he is still that brat from back then. However, he is only eleven or twelve years old. I beg of you, please let me refine him!” Thinking of this, Wu Bang couldn't help but shiver.

Glancing at Xiang Han who was tearing his teeth apart, Wu Bang finally calmed down: there was a world of difference between him and that guy, he couldn't be compared at all.

It was obvious that this Wu Bang had some fear towards the man from before.

This round of refinement continued until the sun rose. A group of evil cultivators looked at Xiang Han's expression and threw him playful smiles.

”Wu Peng, you're playing around here again, but this time you seem to be helping this kid refine his body!” A cultivator dressed in a seemingly young gray Daoist robe laughed and said.

”River Feather, you don't seem to need to know what I'm going to do!” Ubon obviously did not like the young river man.

Luo He curled her lips but did not retort. It was obvious that she was a little afraid of Wu Peng.

After a night of tempering his body with spirit fire, Xiang Han slowly began to feel that his body was no longer afraid of this spirit fire.

”What a strong body!” Xiang Han who walked out from the spirit fire felt the new power from his body unbelievably, the little malicious intent he had towards this Wu Bang Taoist also gradually faded away.

”Unbelievable!” Xiang Han couldn't help but suddenly strike the ground with his right hand.

The only sound that could be heard was a ”bang” as cracks spread out like a spider web. This earth-shattering power caused Xiang Han to be unable to restrain himself from letting out a long howl towards the sky.

”Haha, the high grade bone roots are indeed extraordinary. Just a single day of refining the body with spirit fire has reached such an achievement!” ”If it's a mid-grade bone root, I'm afraid it would take at least half a month to reach it! ”As for the inferior bones, I'm afraid they will need some time.”

Xiang Han was not a person who didn't know what was good for him. Even though this Wu Zhou Daoist didn't ask for his permission, his starting point was good. Xiang Han clasped his fists and bowed deeply towards Wu Zhou.

However, he said, ”Daoist has tortured me enough!”

Wu Peng laughed loudly: ”If you didn't cultivate an evil cultivation technique, my trip this time wouldn't be just this, I'm afraid that I wouldn't be able to stop you for three days and three nights!”

Xiang Han couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine when he heard this.

”Alright, the time is about right. You should go to the Seven Immortal Sect as soon as possible. Fight the heavens for the path of cultivation! Don't waste your time!” After which, Wu Peng's right hand pointed in the air, and a giant flaming bird with three tail feathers appeared out of thin air.

After he finished laughing, Wu Peng stepped on the ground and jumped on top of the Three-Tailed Giant Bird's head. He then took out a gourd of wine and drank it as he flew towards the sky.

This scene naturally made Xiang Han revere him even more.

”Hey, boy, what is your relationship with this Wu Bang Taoist?” The one speaking was none other than the River Luojiao Cultivator. He was also an evil cultivator. However, he was not shriveled and stooped like Wu Bang. Instead, he was young and handsome.

Xiang Han still did not dare to be impudent, he only said, ”This Taoist Wubang is an elder of my sect!”

Luo He was startled, following which she shook her head: ”Same sect elder? That's not worth it for him to borrow spiritual fire to refine his body. I'm afraid that this old fogey's illegitimate child in the mortal world! ”

Xiang Han frowned and did not reply, it seemed like it was understandable that Wu Bang didn't like Luo He.

Seeing this, Luo He did not say much, but said: ”I'm from the Swallowing Ghost sect, Luo River, and in my opinion, you do not need to join that tiresome Seven Immortal Sect, your bone roots are so good, the entire sect is filled with evil cultivators, in terms of demonic techniques, the Seven Immortal Sect cannot compare to us, do you think, coming to my sect is possible?”

Xiang Han naturally did not agree.

Seeing this, Luo He let out a cold snort. She gently stepped on the ground and a black cloud appeared. She then rode the black cloud and left.

After the two left, Xiang Han flew back to Crimson Flame City.