Immortal Emperor Reborn

Chapter 809

"Good baby! It's made of Tianzun bone demon. It has amazing defensive power and killing power." As soon as Lin Hao activated the arm guard, he felt that the arm guard had extraordinary defensive power, at least it could resist the attacks of the strong in the Taoist realm.

"Although this arm guard is not a Taoist weapon, it is a semi-finished product, but it can also withstand the power of the Taoist realm." The old man said slowly.

"Indeed! Not bad! Do you like Mufeng? You have never worn any armor, and this armguard is suitable for you."

Lin Hao's mouth curled into a smile.

"Yeah! I like it." Shen Mufeng's eyes were also shining brightly, staring at the armguard for a moment.

"I want the folding fan in your hand." The old man's eyes opened and closed slightly, and he looked at the folding fan in Lin Hao's hand, shining brightly.

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression froze.

Shen Mufeng's complexion changed even more.

"No! Young Master, the Cangxuan Fan is your personal possession. It has been with you for many years. If so, I don't want this armguard!"

Shen Mufeng frowned and said in a low voice.

"Hehe... Senior thinks this thing too highly, doesn't it? Although it was made by the bone demon, I don't have to, but this Cangxuan fan was made by myself. I have followed me for many years. It is made of one's golden thunder bamboo, and it is not impossible to grow into an imperial weapon in the future, but you want to use a mere armguard in exchange?"

Although he was facing an old monster, Lin Hao was not afraid at all, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"It seems that senior has no intention of exchanging, so let alone~"

Lin Hao put down the armguard, turned around and was about to leave.

"Slow! You can choose the items here, I just want the fan in your hand!"

Seeing that Lin Hao was not so easy to fool, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and said so.

"Hehe~ Senior, don't worry about my Cangxuan Fan."

Lin Hao laughed lightly, and then continued: "But I also have a treasure, which can dispel most of the dead energy in your body, but...these things of yours are probably..."

After saying that, Lin Hao snapped his fingers, and a wisp of three-color flames emerged from Lin Hao's fingers.

"Three-color divine fire?"

A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes, and he stared closely at the three-color flame in Lin Hao's hand. It was a fire seed that Lin Hao stripped from his nine-color flame, and it did not hurt the source.

However, Lin Hao didn't take out all the nine-color flames, which would shock the world, and some people would covet his nine-color fire.

But even the three-color flames moved everyone present. The three-color divine fire can melt everything. If it is refined, it can naturally expel the dead energy and even some impurities in the body, which has many benefits.

So after the three-color magic fire appeared, both the old man and those who traded around widened their eyes, staring at the three-color magic fire at Lin Hao's fingertips.

These people's halazi are about to flow out. This three-color divine fire is of great value to anyone. It can refine the impurities in the body, calcinate one's own body, and make it stronger.

"You don't like these things?" The old man glanced at Lin Hao and said coldly.

The corners of Lin Hao's mouth raised slightly, and he said, "Senior, it's called what you need. I have what you need, but you don't have what I need."

Lin Hao held a folding fan, tapped on the palm of his hand and said lightly.

The old man pondered for a while, then took out a broken bowl.

The mouth of the bowl was sealed by a layer of mana, and there was half a bowl of cyan liquid in it that was as bright as the blue sky.

"This is?" Lin Hao frowned slightly, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't remember what it was for a while.

"This is the Water of Forgetfulness, produced in the depths of the River of Forgetfulness. There is only one bowl like this every thousand years. If you drink this water when you break through to the Heavenly Venerate, you will be able to wash away all the lead..."

The old man said slowly.

Lin Hao's pupils shrank slightly, no wonder it made him feel a little familiar.

"Okay, change!"

Lin Hao was very decisive, popped out the three-color magic fire from his fingertips, and flew in front of the old man.

The old man also handed out the broken bowl in his hand, and then took the fire seeds of the three-color divine fire into his body for refining. After a while, surging divine fire emerged from his body, continuously refining the dead energy.

Lin Hao smiled when he saw this scene, he was really impatient!

But think about it, although this old man is extremely powerful, but the dead energy in his body is stagnant, if he doesn't get rid of it as soon as possible, he may die soon.

Lin Hao picked up the broken bowl and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and nodded to confirm that it was correct.

This Wangqing Water is also called Wangchuan Water. It is a rare treasure and a rare treasure. It can wash away all the lead, and heal all the hidden diseases of one's own body, and it has many benefits.

"Farewell."

Lin Hao smiled and nodded at the old man, and then walked around here.

After walking a few steps, Lin Hao glanced at the people around him, only to find that one person was missing.

"Huh? Where's Baowu?" Lin Hao raised his brows and asked strangely.

Shen Mufeng and the others were also surprised, they were still here just now, why did they suddenly disappear?
"Master...hahaha...there it is!" Shen Mufeng pointed to a small stall not far away.

At this moment, Baowu kept flipping through his things, but the stall owner kept shaking his head.

"Heh~ kid, let's go and have a look." Lin Hao shook his head and smiled wryly.

This Baowu has been following him all this time, and called him the young master, can he treat him badly?
Lin Hao walked forward and came quietly behind Baowu, only to see him staring at a pair of steel claw gloves made of special materials.

But Baowu had nothing to exchange for, so he stared at the glove tightly for a moment.

"I don't know this glove, what do you want to exchange?" Lin Hao patted Baowu's shoulder, then looked at the stall owner and asked.

What made Lin Hao raise his eyebrows was that the stall owner was the previous man named Mo Tian, ​​who broke out of the coffin.

"Body quenching thing!"

Mo Tian also raised his head to look at Lin Hao, and there was a flash of fighting intent in his eyes.

There was also a hint of a smile on the corner of Lin Hao's mouth, but he didn't care.

After thinking about it, Lin Hao took out a ray of three-color flame again.

"Is it possible to use the three-color divine flame?"

Lin Hao asked with a faint smile, but if someone pays attention, the color of this three-color divine flame is completely different from the color of the three-color divine flame that Lin Hao took out before.

"make a deal."

Mo Tian was very decisive, and took Lin Hao's three-color divine flame with a wave of his hand, but a bright light flashed in his eyes.

And Lin Hao picked up the glove, and handed it to Bao Wudao beside him: "This sharp claw glove is really suitable for you."

"Thank you, young master!" Bao Wu took the Claw Gloves and hurriedly bowed to Lin Hao.

Holding the claw gloves with joy, he couldn't help but put them on directly.

"Yo~ there are still many good things?"

Lin Hao looked at the booth in front of Motian, and his eyes lit up.

"Meng'er, what weapon do you want to use?" Lin Hao turned to look at Di Meng and asked.

"Hmm... I don't know either." Di Meng blinked her big eyes, she had never used a weapon before, and she didn't know what weapon she was going to use.

Lin Hao nodded, and then exchanged with Motian for a blue dagger, which was forged with Lei Lingshi, just suitable for Emperor Meng.

"This is for you, and I will teach you a set of swordsmanship in the future." Lin Hao handed the dagger in his hand to Dimeng.

(End of this chapter)