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Two hours later, Zhang Tianhao got out of bed and looked at Jiang Xue who had fallen asleep from exhaustion. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's not that he couldn't do it, but Jiang Xue was too strong-willed. She never expected that she would faint from exhaustion.

When he got outside, he directly drew some cold water and began to wash off the unusual smell on his body, but his eyes were full of pride.

But that's where things end.

He changed into an ordinary nightgown, looked left and right, and flew directly towards the Big Buddha Temple.

No one knew that his target this time was the Big Buddha Temple, and as for He Yixuan, he was just a by-product.

After all, his identity is different and he stands at a different height, so naturally the angle and perspective in dealing with and looking at problems are also different.

In the dark night sky, apart from some stars twinkling occasionally, there is no other light, even in the whole Chongqing.

After all, if there is light at night, it would be an obvious rake, and no one would be stupid enough to leave the street light on at the door of their house.

Even in the Presidential Palace, there are rarely any lights outside at night except for the lights inside the house. Who knows if a Japanese plane will fly over and drop a bomb on you.

This kind of thing has happened before, so naturally no one would be stupid enough to turn on more lights.

Zhang Tianhao landed lightly in a side courtyard inside the Big Buddha Temple. Looking at this courtyard that couldn't be more ordinary, he took a deep breath.

With a sweep of his spiritual power, he discovered that there was only one master living in the entire courtyard, and he was the master he was looking for.

He walked to the door, stretched out his hand, and knocked gently on it.

"Master Zhang Yang!"

As there were several knocks on the door, he just called out.

"Who?"

Master Zhang Yang, who was sleeping in the room, asked with some confusion when he heard this.

"Master Zhang Yang, hello, I am a pilgrim who came here to ask you for help."

"What do you want from me?"

The door of the room did not open, but Master Zhang Yang's voice was heard again.

"Also, my name is no longer Zhang Yang. It's Liu Ti now. You can also call me Monk Liu Ti. Besides, I have already quit and will no longer participate in the affairs of the martial arts world."

"I think Master has misunderstood. I don't want you to fight the enemy, but you used to be a counterfeiter. I want you to help me make a fake bronze tripod."

"Amitābha, I have given up, please go back!"

"It seems that the master doesn't give me face!"

Zhang Tianhao's voice also calmed down, and the door of the room was opened directly, as if there was an invisible hand opening the door of the room.

Zhang Tianhao, who was standing at the door, still had a calm expression, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

At the same time, his powerful mental power burst out directly, like a storm, and rushed directly towards Master Liuti.

At this moment, a powerful aura burst out from the bed in the room and pressed directly towards Zhang Tianhao.

The only difference between Master Liu Yang's aura and Zhang Tianhao's aura is that it is composed entirely of the energy and blood of his whole body, like a standing furnace burning in front of a blazing fire.

"Are you a spiritual warrior?"

"Not bad!"

"You have broken through to the third level?"

"good."

"Hiss!" Master Liuti in the room also took a breath of cold air. Although he didn't know how Zhang Tianhao suddenly reached the third level, but his mental power breakthrough, if a normal warrior fights with a mental power expert, the mental power expert will almost win.

Of course, this is just the beginning of the third realm. If it is the first two realms, then warriors with mental power are no match for ordinary warriors in the first two realms.

"well!"

Zhang Tianhao only used the momentum of the third realm to suppress the Master Liuti inside, and he could not bear it. After all, in Zhang Tianhao's view, this Master Liuti was just a so-called dark force warrior.

As for whether he could break through to the third level of transformation, that was still an unknown.

"Sir, we can have a good talk, what do you think?"

Zhang Tianhao smiled when he heard it, and said lightly: "Okay!"

"Please come in there!"

Neither of them wasted any words. After all, in the dark environment, with their strength, there was almost no difference from daytime.

"Sir, please sit down."

"You're welcome!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't say much, but just sat down cross-legged, opposite Liu Ti. It was obvious that he was still cautious about Liu Ti.

However, with his current strength, he was not worried about Liu Ti's attack at all.

"please!"

"You're welcome. I'd like you to make a bronze tripod. I think you should be able to do it, right?"

"Yes, but I need some time, and I also need Yuan Ding to observe."

"I don't have the original tripod. After all, the original tripod is in the hands of the Japanese. I plan to use the fake tripod to exchange for the real tripod. The most important thing is that the real tripod has the effect of suppressing mental power, but it does not affect Qi and blood warriors at all."

"So this is ah!"

Master Liuti thought about it for a while, and said with some embarrassment: "Without the original tripod, there may be many leaks in what I have made, and it is also quite difficult."

"I have the blueprints and the dimensions. I hope you can finish it within three or four days. After all, I don't have much time left. The Japanese may take away the national treasure at any time!"

"Three or four days, how is this possible? I can't do it at all, not to mention making it look old."

"I have no other choice. I will find a way to fix it. You can finish the previous one first. What do you think?"

"Time is too tight. I don't even have the materials or the tools, let alone the molds!"

"I have prepared all the materials and the primary molds, but the biggest problem is the bronze ratio before the Qin Dynasty. I really don't understand it, so I came to ask you!"

As he spoke, Zhang Tianhao waved towards the door, and then he saw a mold and some bronze appear in front of him, and then on the table.

"It seems that the gentleman is quite well prepared."

"I can't help it. I don't have time. I can only prepare more thoroughly. See if you need anything else. I'll find it for you. As for the reward, don't worry. I'll definitely satisfy you."

"it is good!"

When Master Liuti heard this, he understood that the person in front of him was definitely the top martial artist in the world. After all, the third level of mental strength was basically at the top of the pyramid.

If a warrior at the third level of spiritual power faces a group of warriors at the third level of qi and blood, although he won't be able to sweep them all away, it's almost the same.

After all, psychic warriors are too weird.

The only weakness is that their bodies may be a little weak, and their physiques may be a little worse, but it is only a little worse. As for these people, their bodies are at least at the level of Ming Jin warriors who have been trained, or even higher. (End of this chapter)