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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.

The more he left, the happier Xiang Han became.

"Haha, his speed is actually so fast!" Xiang Han sprinted, he could not feel the touch of his feet on the ground, he even had the feeling that if he was even slightly faster, he would be able to fly through the air.

Arriving at his residence, the little bastard could see that there was something wrong with Xiang Han. His muscles looked normal, but the explosion within them was shocking.

With this, Xiang Han naturally had nothing to hide. After all, it was not something as heaven defying as the Bone King.

On top of Sanlian Mountain, north of Da Shang Country. The surrounding mountain peaks rushed outwards against the Three Lotus Ridge, looking like a precious lotus.

On top of the mountain, there was a sect like a sleeping fire phoenix. On top of the mountain, there was a simple and eye-catching signboard. Without a doubt, it was the Seven Immortal Mountain.

The Seven Immortal Mountain was established long before the Grand Shang. At that time, the founder of the sect was a Jindan Stage cultivator, and in the eyes of cultivators, this sect was a third-rate sect.

It was only when the Shang King requested for a summer that the world descended into chaos and countless cultivators took part in the calamity. At that time, China just happened to be not far from Three Lotus Mountain.

The Grand Shang Army passed through the Three Lotus Mountain and declared that if the Seven Immortal Sect didn't join the Grand Shang, they would be going against the heavens' will.

Who knew that this ordinary Jindan Stage Daoist from the Seven Fairies Sect was not afraid of the Grand Shang army at all. He only used his spiritual tool as the foundation and set up the along with the six Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

When this formation appeared, all sorts of cultivators used all sorts of methods to break it, but they were still unable to do anything about it.

In the end, even the last Nascent Soul Stage old monster in charge of the merchant country took action in anger.

The difference between a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Jindan Stage cultivator was like heaven and earth. If a cultivator below the Jindan Stage had the right to fight, then even if the Jindan Stage had the right to, it would still be almost impossible to cross this gap.

Afterwards, the Grand Formation of the Sea River's Sand Extermination had trapped the Nascent Soul eccentrics within for more than half a month. Afterwards, the Nascent Soul eccentrics and the sect leader of the Seven Immortal Sects had signed an agreement to remove the Grand Formation, and the State of Shang, the Seven Immortal Sect, had remained outside, ungoverned by the Shang Dynasty.

After this agreement was established, logically speaking, if the Nascent Soul Stage old monster was offended, once the formation was removed, the Seven Immortal School would naturally be the one to take revenge. In the eyes of the onlookers, the Seven Immortal Sect was simply too stupid.

It was only a month after the establishment of the Grand Shang, when the sect head of the Seven Immortal Sect proudly transcended the tribulation and reached the Nascent Soul stage. Then, before the Grand Shang even made a move, he charged into the Grand Shang Empire's capital alone.

The fight between the two True Lords had left the sky and the earth dark.

Eight days later, the head of the Seven Immortal Sect killed the Grand Shang Nascent Soul cultivator. From then on, Grand Shang respected the Seven Immortal Sect, so when Grand Shang fought its way to the end, it helped the Seven Immortal Sect.

Not too far away, on Three Lotus Mountain, two young men in coarse hemp clothes were climbing up the mountain with excitement.

Without a doubt, these two people were Xiang Han and Little Wangfeng.

"Oh my god, the snow on the summit is so deep, why is this sect built so high!" The little bastard clenched his teeth and said with a head full of sweat.

Xiang Han also said, "Didn't you see the walls of Crimson Flame City? The walls are so high, it's to defend against cultivators. Presumably, this is also the reason why the Seven Immortal Sect was built there!"

"Reason my ass!" The little bastard spat out a mouthful of impure air as he looked at the ant sized Seven Immortal Sect and said, "The Seven Immortal Sect is the number one sect in Grand Shang, who would dare to touch them!"

Xiang Han rolled his eyes at the little bastard. After refining his body, his physique was already strong to such an extent. How could he care about such things?

Until the two of them reached the halfway mark of the mountain.

He saw an eight or nine-year-old boy sitting on a large tree, chewing on an unknown fruit in his hand. Seeing the two of them arrive, the boy said, "Who are you? Speak your name!"

Xiang Han and Little Bastard looked at each other. Seeing that it was no more than a child, it must be the child of a family on a mountain, so they laughed it off.

Seeing the two of them ignoring him, the boy became slightly angry. He clasped his hands and recited a spell.

Dozens of ice crystal blades descended from the sky, heading straight for Xiang Han and Xu Qing.

"Oh my god!" The little bastard was even more terrified.

Dozens of ice crystal blades were stabbed into the ground, like a cage of trapped birds that surrounded the two of them. As soon as the cold energy seeped in, it went berserk and actually trapped Xiang Han and Little Wangba within it.

The boy then broke into a smile, "I told you to ignore me. Let's see if you still have the strength to go up the mountain after a single day!"