Chapter 910

Kara! Kara!

Tang Hao walked away, and at his feet was a hill piled up with broken Dan tripods.

There are various styles of these tripods. Some are the size of a kettle, while others are the size of a water tank. The only thing they have in common is that they are broken and can't be used.

Tang Hao looked around as he walked, trying to pick up some junk, but these things were almost rotten and had no recycling value.

"Boy, do you still want to pick up rags? If there were, they would have been picked up!"

Someone nearby laughed.

"Speaking of it, the boy is really lucky! If he hadn't had an accident, how could he come to the second level? This 10000 yuan is worth it."

"Isn't it!"

Then the crowd laughed.

Ten thousand dollars to experience two levels, that's quite worth it.

Tang Hao ignored them and kept searching.

These tripods are rusty and some are stained with dirt. After turning over for a while, Tang Hao's clothes are dirty and look a little sloppy.

"Ouch! There's a rag picker here!"

At this time, a harsh voice sounded up, with a thick irony.

As soon as Tang Hao looked up, he saw the genius of Muding mountain standing on the top of the hill, stepping on a Dan tripod and overlooking it from above.

Seeing him, the faces of the people around him became a little strange. Many people covered their mouths and laughed.

"Laugh! What's funny!" The young man suddenly became angry and shouted, "you losers, who have failed in the exam so many times, are you qualified to laugh at me?"

"And you! You join the fun and laugh! Shit, I'm angry when I see you!"

The young man was depressed. He was full of anger and had no place to vent. At the moment, he broke out, kicked a Dan Ding and kicked Tang Hao.

Tang Hao touched his hand and caught it steadily.

His eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed away.

This guy is really annoying. If it weren't for the examination period, he would have hit it early.

However, we still need to teach this guy a lesson. As soon as he stamped the sole of his foot, the hill shook under his feet, and the red tripod on the top rolled down.

The young man was unstable, fell down and rolled down the slope.

He fell at the bottom of the valley and was in great distress.

"Shit! You dare to shade me!"

He sprang up with a twist in his face.

"Come on!"

Tang Hao smiled jokingly and waved to him.

The young man was so angry that he was just a nobody. He dared to treat him like this, the genius of Muding mountain. Muding mountain is in the southern region, which is a powerful force with great prestige.

Even in the Dan realm, the status is only below the Dan court.

He breathed heavily, his face became a little ferocious, and his body moved. He was about to rush up and clean up the hateful boy.

Tang Hao smiled at him, then raised his head and shouted, "hit people! The genius of Muding mountain hit people! Bullying the small with the big is shameless!"

The young man was stunned and frozen in place. His face was green and white for a while, which was wonderful.

"Smelly boy, you..."

He jumped with anger. This boy is so hateful!

Tang Hao rolled his eyes at him.

"What are you doing? Don't you know the rules? Don't do it. Anyone who dares to do it will be disqualified immediately and the examination will be prohibited for three years, as will the people in Muding mountain."

Leng Sheng, a disciple of the Dan Academy on the cliff, shouted.

The young man took a deep breath, raised his hand and pointed to Tang Hao. He said angrily, "smelly boy, you can do it. I remember you! Let's wait and see. I'm going to do business. I won't waste time with people like you. You can continue to pick up junk. Anyway, you can't pass this level. You'd better pick up more junk."

Then he laughed again, mocking all over his face.

He suddenly woke up and was angry with such a nobody. Anyway, he won't see him at the next level.

With this thought, he felt much better.

"What's wrong with picking up rags? I still despise those who pick up rags? Maybe I can pick up some good things!" Tang Hao sneered.

"Hahaha!"

The young man looked up and laughed, "do you see how naive this boy is? He really wants to pick up good things! Doesn't he know that this place has been turned over many times?"

The crowd also laughed low.

This boy named Tang Ritian is really naive.

"Shit! I don't believe it!" Tang Hao is also angry.

The crowd laughed again and looked at it as a joke.

"Pick it up! Pick it up! If you can find something you can use today, I'll call you Grandpa!" The young man sneered.

"That's what you said!" Tang Hao was immediately happy.

"If you don't find it, you call me Grandpa. Dare you?"

Tang Hao hesitated a little. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said in a cruel voice, "why don't you dare? I'm afraid you'll repent at that time!"

"There are so many people here. Can I go back on my word? I, Su Zhengyu, have always been bold and trustworthy. You can rest assured!" The young man patted his chest.

Hearing their argument, more and more people gathered around.

"Then it's a deal!" Tang Hao shouted.

"It's a deal!" Su Zhengyu said.

Seeing this, the onlookers immediately coaxed.

"Hey! It's a little busy now!"

"This boy is stupid! He has to bet on the impossible. Now he's going to be a grandson!"

"Hahaha! Good grandson, I'm waiting for you! Come on!"

Su Zhengyu laughed again and left proudly.

Tang Hao buried himself and continued to dig. He turned over the hills.

"Shit! I don't even have a fart. It's all a pile of scrap metal!" Tang Hao squatted there, depressed.

"Hey! Young man, what are you looking for here? There's a big one over there. Go over there and have a look!" Uncle Wei came trembling on crutches.

"It used to be called Wanjie mountain. A long time ago, it was a holy land of Dan Dao. At that time, Dan masters were like clouds, so there were so many abandoned tripods."

"In the past, there was a legend here that after the Wanjie mountain was destroyed, its precious treasure fell here and was buried in this Dan tomb. Therefore, the soul of these Dan tripods was born."

Uncle Wei said with a sigh.

"In those days, I don't know how many people came here to look for the treasure. I also came to look for it, but I didn't find anything. The Danyuan has looked for it many times and didn't find it. Maybe it's really just a legend!"

As he said this, he laughed at himself.

"Young man, take your time! Don't worry, there are four hours left!"

Uncle Wei said, turned around and walked away with a crutch.

Tang Hao stood where he was, his eyes shining.

Treasure?

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind.

Then, he seems to have beaten chicken blood, buried himself and dug up, full of energy.

"Baby! Baby! Where are you?" While digging, he muttered, his eyes shining.