Chapter 2516 The Joke in Qi Pavilion

"I'm not kidding!"

Tang Hao said solemnly, "Just ten thousand pieces!"

The Qi Pavilion cultivator, Emperor Xuyuan and others were stunned again.

"Fellow Taoist Tang, these are ten thousand pieces!"

Emperor Xuyuan said with a tongue-tied tongue.

What he is holding is a sword, and it takes almost a year to refine it to a hundred copies. But what this man is holding is a battle armor, which is more troublesome to refine. It takes four or five days to refine one set, and the ten thousand pieces are four to five days. Ten thousand days.

If you do the math, it must be more than a hundred years!

"Elder Tang...your request..." The Qi Pavilion cultivator looked hesitant.

"Why, is there a rule that says you can't order 10,000 copies at once? Or is it that you don't have so many materials in the equipment pavilion?" Tang Hao said.

"No! There are no such rules, and it's not a matter of materials..." The cultivator smiled bitterly, "It's just that the number is too large. You can't finish so many at once, so why not order a thousand copies first!" "

"A thousand copies? Too little! Not enough for me to practice!"

Tang Hao shook his head and said.

After hearing this, the cultivator opened his mouth and became a little dumb.

This guy's tone is too loud!

He looked at Tang Hao and cursed secretly.

A thousand pieces is too little?

He has never seen Emperor Zun with such a loud tone. He is really too arrogant!

Maybe this person has other ideas and is interested in the materials of the God-killing Armor! He secretly guessed.

It's not impossible.

A long time ago, Emperor Zun did this in the Sanctuary. He ordered thousands of materials at once, but ended up refining only a few hundred pieces. The rest were used to refine his own treasures. Later, because he couldn't mend the holes, he decided to do this. hair.

And these are all from the lower world, used to being poor, and have never seen so many divine materials. This one must also want to appropriate the materials of the God-killing Armor and use them to refine his own treasure!

Thinking like this, his face turned a little cold.

This is strictly prohibited in the temple.

"Elder Tang, I want to remind you that the materials withdrawn from our Equipment Pavilion cannot be used for other purposes at all. Once discovered, they will be severely punished." After thinking about it, he said coldly, "Even if it is useless, We also have to see the scraps.”

"clear!"

Tang Hao nodded.

The Qi Pavilion cultivator was stunned again. He didn't expect that even though he had said it so clearly, this one was still so insistent.

"Forget it, let him go through the trouble! Anyway, if something goes wrong then, he will be the unlucky one!"

He said secretly.

"Then ten thousand pieces!" At that moment, he took out a blank scroll, wrote a few strokes on it, handed it over, and shouted to the back, "Ten thousand copies of the God-killing Armor!"

The hall at the back immediately became quiet, a bit dead.

Then, there was a crash and boiling.

"Did I hear it correctly? Ten thousand copies?"

"Who the hell is crazy? Let's order 10,000 copies!"

One after another, figures rushed out of the hall, shouting excitedly.

Usually, dozens of copies come, and hundreds of copies are considered rare. Now, ten thousand copies come all at once, which is really exciting. There has never been such a huge order since the establishment of Qi Pavilion.

Moreover, this is not a simple and easy-to-refinement treasure like a flying sword, but a battle armor!

Ten thousand pieces will take at least more than a hundred years to refine!

No matter how much a person likes refining weapons, if you ask him to do it non-stop for a hundred years, he will become a madman!

"Is this the guy?"

"I've never seen it! Oh,

By the way, I heard that there are people coming up below today, they must be these! "

They pointed at Tang Hao and others with strange expressions.

Although these are all emperors, they are from the lower realm after all. From the bottom of their hearts, they always look down upon them.

"Minglou, aren't you making trouble? He doesn't understand. He just barked 10,000 copies, wouldn't you stop him?" Someone shouted at the cultivator behind the counter.

The cultivator named Minglou immediately smiled bitterly.

He tried to persuade him, but the guy wouldn't listen, so he had no choice.

"Hey! Why stop him? Isn't this a good thing? Let him practice it for 10,000 copies for hundreds of years."

Some people shouted, looking a little excited.

The work at the Qi Pavilion was too dull, and they certainly didn't want to miss out on some fun.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, look at this..."

Beside Tang Hao, Xu Yuan and others' expressions darkened.

After all, they are emperors, and now they are also in the position of elders. How can they be criticized and ridiculed by these low-level saints.

"It's okay, let them laugh!"

Tang Hao smiled with an indifferent expression.

"What are you doing standing here? Do you want me to go in and get 10,000 copies of the materials myself?" Then, he picked up the scroll in his hand and showed it to the group of cultivators.

"Let's go! Give it to him quickly!"

The group of cultivators laughed for a while and then entered the hall.

"Ten thousand copies, I really don't know what he thinks."

"Hey! Who knows, he must be a weirdo from the lower world! You see, he doesn't choose anything like flying swords, he prefers battle armor."

A sound of ridicule came out through the palace door from time to time.

After about half an hour, a person came out and handed over a emptied bag, "Ten thousand copies, a lot!"

Tang Hao took it, counted it once, and nodded.

"Let's go!"

After putting the bag away, Tang Hao rushed to the people on his left and right, Emperor Xuyuan and others.

"Tell me, when will he finish refining these 10,000 ingredients?"

"I guess it will take a hundred and fifty years!"

"At least one hundred and six!"

A group of cultivators in Qi Pavilion were discussing enthusiastically.

But after arguing for a while, they all felt a little boring, because the discussion took too long, at least one hundred and fifty years, that is to say, they would not see the results until at least one hundred and fifty years later.

In this case, what's the point of betting now.

"This man's surname is Tang, right? Why doesn't he go to the Tang clan?"

"Who knows!"

They discussed some more and then dispersed.

Soon, the news spread in the Equipment Pavilion. It was said that there was an Elder Tang from the lower realm. He was a weirdo. He actually asked for 10,000 pieces of equipment refining materials at once. Moreover, I heard he was very arrogant...

As a result, this Elder Tang became a joke in Qi Pavilion.

"Sure enough, he is from the lower world..."

Many cultivators smiled and looked disdainful after hearing this.

Within a day, the news left Qi Pavilion and spread to other places.

"Hmph! This boy really embarrasses me, Pangu Cultivator!"

After the old demon emperor heard about it in Dan Pavilion, he couldn't help but laugh.

Unlike Tang Hao and others, he chose to make alchemy.

Tang Hao didn't know anything about these disturbances. He left the Qi Pavilion and went straight to his cave.

As an elder, he was assigned a nice cave. It looked like a small floating island, but as soon as he stepped into it, there was heaven and earth, palaces and pavilions, mountains, rivers and lakes, all available, like a small world. .

Entering the cave, Tang Hao released the demon soul, clones, and Sister Xiangyi.

Then, he went into seclusion and began to refine weapons.