It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor

As a businessman, integrity comes first.

Dignified young master of Wangxinglou, how could he fail to speak! Can you fail to speak?

Zhan Tianpeng looked at Sun Hao, his chest heaving.

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I can't believe it!" Sun Hao said.

"Master, why?" Zhan Tianpeng said.

"Because it will ruin your family!" Sun Hao said.

What?

Bankrupt?

Son, are you joking?

Is it possible that you have countless pieces of this kind of baby?

how can that be!

This kind of treasure, to be able to get one, is already shocking.

It's impossible to get another one.

"Young master, you are looking down on the financial resources of my Wangxinglou!" Zhan Tianpeng said.

"I really don't look down on you!" Sun Hao looked helpless.

To be honest, it made him so angry.

Of course, it is impossible to sell all of them to him.

Otherwise, Wangxinglou would change its owner.

How could the forces behind Wangxing Tower let him go?

"Master, if you have it, take it out, I'll take it all!" Zhan Tianpeng said.

"Hey, okay!"

Helpless, Sun Hao took out a picture scroll from his arms and presented it in front of Zhan Tianpeng.

After the scroll opened, Zhan Tianpeng's eyebrows jumped.

Dao Yun!

Endless rhyme!

It's drawn by fairy paper again!

This piece of work, compared with the previous one, is not bad at all!

This treasure must be taken!

However, he didn't wait for him to react.

Sun Hao took out a pair again.

Another perfect painting!

Next, in Zhan Tianpeng's stunned eyes, he took out a pair of picture scrolls and unfolded them one by one.

Five in total!

Each pair is no worse than the one Zhan Tianpeng bought.

This shocking scene strongly stimulated Zhan Tianpeng's nerves.

He opened his mouth, trembled up and down, and didn't close it for a long time.

The two old men behind him were completely frightened at the moment.

There are so many such rare treasures!

It's unimaginable.

Could it be that these works were all made by this young master?

impossible!

Those who can draw this kind of work are by no means ordinary immortals!

The son who looks like a mortal in front of him, will he be a peerless immortal?

will you believe it?

It seems that this young man must have obtained some kind of good fortune and obtained a lot of fairy works.

These six immortal works should be all his treasures.

Thinking of this, Zhan Tianpeng nodded secretly.

The remaining five immortal works must be won!

"Master, I'm willing to buy all of your five paintings, you can make a price!" said Zhan Tianpeng.

Sun Hao smiled slightly and did not answer.

Instead, he looked at Huang Rumeng and said, "Rumeng, let's draw 20 more pictures!"

"Okay, son!"

Huang Rumeng waved his right hand, and 20 paintings were stacked on the desk.

This terrifying scene strongly stimulated the attention of Zhan Tianpeng and others.

That shock!

That kind of disbelief!

That kind of dumbfounded!

Words cannot describe.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Set the expressions of several people at that moment.

a long time.

"call……"

The air-conditioning sound came back and forth.

They looked at Sun Hao as if they were looking at a monster.

That kind of self-possessed emotion flooded his body.

Despite this thought, no one dared to move.

If you dare to take it out, you have absolute certainty.

Could it be that these paintings were not obtained by the son, but painted by the son.

Thinking of this, Zhan Tianpeng's body trembled.

"Master, who painted these?" Zhan Tianpeng asked.

"It's stupid to make Zhan Shaojian laugh!" Sun Hao said.

"boom!"

A thunderclap struck Zhan Tianpeng's mind.

The heart throbbed like a heavy blow.

It was really drawn by the son. In this way, the son is a peerless immortal!

hiss!

Zhan Tianpeng took a few breaths of air again.

For a long time, I thought that I had cultivated a calm state of mind.

Actually, it's all fake.

That's because I haven't seen a peerless treasure.

Today, seeing the son, the shock has not stopped.

"Young Master is practicing Dao Heart as a mortal, you must not break it, otherwise, I will definitely kill you!"

A voice resounded in the ears of Zhan Tianpeng and the other two old men.

The three looked at each other and nodded secretly.

"Master, I was the one who was abrupt! Please forgive me!"

"I take back what I just said!"

Zhan Tianpeng aimed at Sun Hao, bowed and clasped his fists.

"Little things, little things!"

Sun Hao waved his hand, smiled slightly, left three paintings, and handed the rest to Huang Rumeng, "Rumeng, put these away!"

"Yes, son!"

Huang Rumeng waved his right hand, and these paintings were all put away.

"Since you like it, I will give you these three paintings!"

Sun Hao gave the three scrolls to Zhan Tianpeng.

As soon as these words came out, the three of them stood there dumbfounded.

The hands that took the painting were trembling slightly.

"Thank you son!"

"Thank you sir!"

He was so excited that he almost fell to his knees.

"You're welcome!" Sun Hao said.

"Son!"

Seeing that Sun Hao was leaving, Zhan Tianpeng hesitated.

"Just tell me if you have something to do," Sun Hao said.

"Master, where do you live, so I can come and visit you!"

After saying this, Zhan Tianpeng lowered his head.

The son is a peerless immortal, this is a big opportunity, how can you not grasp it!

If you miss this time, there will be no next time.

Even if it is killed by the immortals, it is worth it.

"I live in the south of the Great Demon Mountain. If you are fine, you can come and sit and drink and chat together often!" Sun Hao said.

What?

Come to sit often?

Drink and chat?

Can I drink and chat with the peerless immortal?

What a great creation!

Zhan Tianpeng clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

"Thank you sir, I will definitely come here often!" said Zhan Tianpeng.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come!"

After Sun Hao finished speaking, he took Huang Rumeng out of the room.

Smile, written all over the face.

This line, make a lot of money!

"Come out, come out!"

"You didn't beat them? How could it be possible!"

"How to humiliate Wangxinglou like this, how did you not treat them like that?"

"No way? Could it be that they sold the scroll?"

A group of immortal cultivators looked at the two with puzzled faces.

Huang Rumeng's eyes swept away, and these immortal cultivators lowered their heads one after another, not daring to face them.

Sun Hao completely ignored these voices.

He gave Huang Rumeng the bag containing the fairy crystals, "Rumeng, these fairy crystals, keep them!"

"Okay, son!" Huang Rumeng took Xianjing.

The corners of Sun Hao's mouth rose, and he was in a good mood.

From now on, I will not eat soft rice!

With so many fairy crystals, you can buy a lot of things.

By the way, what should I buy?

Sun Hao frowned, showing a look of thought.

Suddenly, he raised his brows, "Flying so hard like a dream, then buy a flying boat!"

"Wherever you go in the future, it will be much more convenient!"

"Yes, just do it!"

Thinking so, Sun Hao nodded secretly.

Since Wangxinglou collects all the treasures, naturally there are also flying boats to sell.

"As a dream, let's go buy something!" Sun Hao said.

"Okay, son!" Huang Rumeng nodded and followed Sun Hao.

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