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On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, a very interesting man!

This is what Zhuo Bufan said about him!

It was past noon, and the time of the day was gone at the moment of practicing Yang Yang. Zhuo Bufan could only leave in frustration.

"Although it failed, I got some guidance from a good old man. If we continue tomorrow, we might be able to succeed."

With confidence in his heart, Zhuo Bufan left the top of the mountain and returned to Fu Bao.

As soon as he arrived at the dormitory, he saw an old man with white hair and a wooden stick walking out of the dormitory.

He wore a scarlet robe and a black round hat with gold rim.

His long beard reached his chest, and the end of his beard was tied up with a black ribbon. The beard is still shiny and shiny, obviously not the kind of dry hair, it feels as smooth as if it has been oiled.

It seems that the old man has taken good care of his beard.

Looking at his face again, he is thin and has dark skin, but his eyes are bright and energetic, and the whole person feels full of energy.

The most important thing is that on his waist, there is a golden nameplate with "中" written on it.

The old man walked straight towards Zhuo Bufan, and Zhuo Bufan subconsciously shouted: "Fortmaster!"

That's right, this old man looks majestic, old and strong. It is the owner of Fu Bao, the trader.

Zhuo Bufan was a little surprised that he would appear in the apprentice dormitory.

Shang Xingdao obviously came with a purpose. After he saw Zhuo Bufan, he walked directly towards him, then narrowed his eyes and said to Zhuo Bufan

"Are you Zhuo Bufan? The wonderful person told me."

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he couldn't help but frown. He had already guessed nine out of ten of the other party's purpose.

"The castle master is looking for me?"

Zhuo Bufan asked with narrowed eyes.

But Shang Xingdao shook his head and said, "I just want to see, why, as the master of the Fu Castle, I can't come to the apprentice dormitory?"

Zhuo Bufan quickly replied: "No, of course not, you are the master of the talisman, you can go wherever you want!"

"Haha, you young man is very interesting! Do you usually like to observe?"

"Observation? Oh, just average!" Zhuo Bufan replied casually.

"Then can you tell me, why do you think that light is a wave? This idea is very dangerous. You have to know that our sages spent thousands of years of research before they dared to define that light is composed of photons."

Zhuo Bufan immediately became alert when he heard about Shangxingdao's culture.

Sure enough, the other party didn't just come to the apprentice dormitory to hang out, he came just for himself.

"I just made a random guess. After all, before this, I didn't know that light is composed of photons."

Zhuo Bufan lied. You can't blame him for being selfish, because this is related to his future destiny.

If he could obtain the Little Black Cauldron from the Talisman Temple, he would become a respected person. Only then can he have a real foothold in this world.

Zhuo Bufan now has no background, no power, no identity, and even no strength.

However, he had an opportunity, an opportunity to gain background, power, and identity, and he didn't want to just give it up. So Zhuo Bufan lied to Shang Xingdao without hesitation.

After hearing this, Shang Xingdao no longer asked, but left with a cane and laughed.

"My generation is full of laughter, and since ancient times heroes have emerged from youth. Hahahaha!"

Zhuo Bufan was stunned when he saw Shang Xingdao holding his cane and walking away, leaving behind an incomprehensible poem.

"We, the laughing people of our generation, have always had young heroes. Is he praising me? How come I don't feel the small pleasure of being praised at all?"

Not knowing what the merchants meant, Zhuo Bufan returned to his dormitory.

Sitting at the desk, Zhuo Bufan meditated for a moment. Then he took out the previous paper from the drawer, picked up the charcoal pen beside him, and continued writing.

After he discovers the talisman, and then submits this paper to the Talisman Temple, his status as a respected person will obviously be in his pocket.

As for the students from La Yue Tower whom I met today on the top of the mountain, Zhuo Bufan could only wish them good luck.

Halfway through writing the paper, the sky was already darkening.

At this moment, suddenly...

boom!

The door to Zhuo Bufan's dormitory was kicked open by someone.

"I'll go, who is it?"

Zhuo Bufan was furious and looked back. But he saw an even more furious expression.

When Zhuo Bufan saw the face that was almost distorted, he quickly relaxed his brows and said with a smile.

"Mr. Wonderful Man, why are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Lan Miaoren, and she was obviously very angry. Behind her were several classmates from the same class.

When Zhuo Bufan saw this group of people coming, he immediately understood their purpose.

"You dare to skip my class, you are very brave!"

Lan Miaoren held up her proud bust with her hands, and then looked at Zhuo Bufan with a grin.

"What am I talking about? This kid must be in his room."

The one who spoke was Huang Haotian who was following Lan Miaoren.

"Holy shit, this Huang Tianbang." Zhuo Bufan glared at him.

"Staring at me? You are very powerful, boy. You dare to skip my woman's class."

Thanks to Huang Haotian's ability to speak out, Zhuo Bufan felt that Lan Miaoren would definitely kick Huang Haotian away in the next second.

However, when Zhuo Bufan looked at Lan Miaoren, he saw Lan Miaoren's eyes falling on the table behind him.

"No, that's my paper."

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan moved a step to the left, blocking Lan Miaoren's view.

Lan Miaoren quickly withdrew her gaze, then looked at Zhuo Bufan and said.

"Today, sir, I taught the 'Scorching Light Spell'. Next time in class, if you can't demonstrate the Scorching Light Spell, I will throw you into the 'Great Sun Torture Chamber'."

"Daily torture room?" Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment.

"Hmph, a place that will make your life worse than death. I guarantee you go there once and never forget it."

Lan Miaoren smiled evilly, then turned around and pinched Huang Haotian's ears, dragging Huang Haotian and the others away.

"Ah ah ah, woman, why are you pinching me? Let me go."

"Stupid woman, I order you to get away from me. If you do this to me again, be careful that I won't favor you in the future."

"Let go, ahhh!"

In the corridor, Huang Haotian's screams came one after another.

Zhuo Bufan slowly closed the door, with an indifferent expression on his face. He turned his head and looked at the paper on the table, his eyes moving.

"Being seen."

He obviously knew why Lan Miaoren left.

"It seems that I have to speed up. The paper must be finished as soon as possible, and the soul must be refined to the third level as soon as possible. Tomorrow, it must be successful."

Zhuo Bufan squeezed the charcoal pen in his hand, sat down, and began to write furiously.

He is now extremely eager to see the next day!

…

The next day, it rains!

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Thanks to Heigang YF, Long I, and Luo Hua Suixi Go for their rewards. Here is an update! The story of Fu Bao has already unfolded, and the climax is about to come. I'm here to ask for some recommendation votes, thank you all for your support.