Han’s Immortal Path

Half a year's time passed quickly.

Han Changming sat on the futon, staring at the Suzaku stove in front of him. The billowing flames flooded the Suzaku stove, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine.

There is a fire-proof formation in the room. There is no problem with alchemy here, but the rent is a bit more expensive, and Han Changming doesn't care about the rent.

He has been practicing alchemy in his residence, meditating and adjusting his breath when he is tired.

After a while, the medicinal fragrance in the house became more and more intense, and Han Changming felt that the fire was almost over. As soon as the tactics were closed, the flames flashed out wildly. He opened the lid of the Suzaku furnace. There were five yellow pills with the size of fingernails lying inside, each pill. There are red lines on the surface of the medicine, which are very conspicuous.

Han Changming’s face suddenly showed joy. This furnace of pill was not added with spiritual water, and he still refined the middle-grade pill. This shows that his alchemy level has improved a lot, even without the aid of spiritual water, he is still refining it. Pin pill.

Of course, this is practice makes perfect. If he changes to another kind of pill, Han Changming still needs the assistance of spiritual water, and then slowly increases the rate of pill formation.

He put away the five elixirs and the Vermillion Bird stove, and walked towards the wooden bed.

He lifted the quilt, revealing a palm-sized blue gourd and a piece of spiritual gathering stone.

The pattern on the surface of the Taiyihualing gourd is much clearer, and the polyling stone has become grayish white.

The speed at which the Spirit Gathering Stone absorbs aura is relatively slow, far inferior to the speed at which the Taiyihua Spirit Gourd absorbs aura.

Han Changming picked up the Taiyihualing gourd, and opened the gourd plug, a pure fragrance wafted out.

He took out a palm-sized cyan jade bottle, and carefully poured some golden liquid into the cyan jade bottle. The golden liquid was the golden essence jade liquid. After half a year of purification, the quality had improved a lot.

Under normal circumstances, Taiyihualinghu will purify a lower-grade pill into a middle-grade pill for half a month, and the golden pill jade liquid will be stored in the Taiyihualing gourd for half a year, and the effect is certainly not bad.

He took out a slap-sized cyan communication disk, punched in a magic trick, and said, "Uncle Daoyun, I am going out now. Please contact Dao Xiu and pay attention to whether there is a tail behind me. If there is a tail, give me a signal. ."

"Okay, let's make arrangements."

He has been away from home for more than ten years, and his two sons are in their teens. Han Changming misses his wife and children very much.

He contacted Ye Xin with a communication board and asked, "Madam, have Wu Bo and Wu Jie left the customs?"

Guangyuanju had been closed long ago, and the clansmen dispersed, just to cover Han Changming's retreat.

"They haven't left the customs yet, husband, are we leaving Golden Dragon City?"

Ye Xin's voice was a little excited, she missed her two sons more than Han Changming.

"Ready, let's send a sound transmission note to Wu Jie and Wu Bo! I can only make them go back later."

"Okay, I know how to do it, husband, be careful."

Putting away the communication tray, Han Changming stretched out, got up and walked out.

It was midday at this time, and there were not many guests in the inn. Five guests were sitting in the lobby drinking tea and chatting. An old man with ordinary features in yellow robe sat in the corner. He was Han Daoxuan in disguise and was in charge of stalking to make sure that there was no tail behind Han Changming. .

Han Daoyuan drank his tea, and looked at the other four guests inadvertently. Nothing unusual for the four guests.

Han Changming walked to the counter, took out thirty spiritual stones, put them on the counter, and said, "The shopkeeper, this is the money for half a year."

He rented a room with relatively complete facilities, five spiritual stones a month.

"Okay, guest officer."

The shopkeeper put away the spirit stone and agreed.

Han Changming walked out of the inn and wandered around the street.

The five guests are not abnormal, all sitting in their original positions.

Han Dao remained calm and sat in the corner honestly drinking tea.

After a while, a white-faced young man in a green shirt took out a communication tray and gestured on it.

Han Daoxuan secretly wrote down the face of the Qingshan youth. It seems that the other party has accomplices. He is probably staring at Han Changming elsewhere. It seems that it may not be easy to send the Jindanyuye back to the family safely. He put down his teacup and walked out.

Han Changming was wandering on the street. Not long after, he came to the square where the casual repair shop was set up. The square was as lively as before. He wandered around the square twice and found nothing.

Obviously, he was just hanging out, but ten Han family members were scattered in multiple corners, staring at the suspicious characters beside Han Changming.

An hour later, Han Changming appeared in a noodle restaurant.

The noodles are made with Linggu, and the qi-refining monks can eat them not only for their stomachs, but also for cultivation.

Han Changming ordered a bowl of herring noodles, and an old man with ordinary facial features in a green robe sat in the corner. He was Han Daoxiu who had been modified and disguised.

Han Daoyuan finished drinking the noodle soup and said loudly, "Boss, let's have two more bowls. This noodle is really delicious. I have to eat three bowls today."

Han Changming's expression remained as usual, and he was surprised. This was a secret sign, indicating that there were at least three stalkers behind him.

Think about it, too, the gold core jade liquid worth 450,000 spiritual stones is definitely an astronomical figure for casual cultivators, and time is nothing to them.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Changming paid for Lingshi, walked out of the noodle restaurant, wandered on the street, he did not come into contact with anyone.

As the sky darkened, businesses took out lighting tools one after another, lighting up the city like daylight.

Han Changming returned to his residence, he took out the communication tray and contacted Han Daoxuan.

"Uncle, how is it? Is there something abnormal?"

"Changming, there are at least five stalkers behind you. This was still discovered by us. There may be more sophisticated stalkers who are guarding the Teleportation Hall and the exit of Fangshi, just waiting for you to show up."

Han Daoyuan’s tone was severe. The Jinlong waters were notoriously chaotic, and there were endless murders and treasures. Han Changming spent 450,000 spiritual stones to buy Jindan jade liquid. Many casual repairers caught sight of him. He took the Jindan jade liquid and used it to teleport. The array was teleported randomly, but some unscrupulous casual practitioners also sent a lot of eyeliners around the Fang City to inform their companions of the characteristics and conditions of the immortal practitioners who took the rare items.

Han Changming's brows frowned. It was the first time he encountered this situation. He thought that his arrangements were safe enough, but he forgot to say that the Dao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high. How can those vicious evil cultivators? Can't expect this.

Five stalkers, this is really no small trouble.

Either he stayed in Golden Dragon City and continued to consume it, or he handed the Golden Core Jade Liquid to other tribesmen and asked them to **** the Golden Core Jade Liquid back to the family.

It is not easy for the family to accumulate 450,000 spiritual stones, and they are handed over to other tribesmen to **** Han Changming. The most important thing is that the Han family can take out another 450,000 spiritual stones, but may not be able to take a second copy of the golden jade. Ye, he was able to photograph Jindanyuye, which was related to the first auction held by the Jinya Business League.

The remaining two Jindanyuye were sold at high prices of 470,000 and 480,000 yuan respectively. If it weren't for other monks who suspected Han Changming as a trustee, he wouldn't really be able to take a copy of the Jindanyuye.

"Uncle Daoyuan, besides handing over the Golden Core Jade Liquid to other tribesmen, do you have a better way?"

Han Changming frowned and asked, he came out with a heavy burden on his shoulders. In case there was a mistake, he couldn't explain to the patriarch.

Before he left home, Han Zhangxiang had resolved the residual poison. After more than ten years, Han Zhangxiang may have cultivated to the foundation of Dzogchen. This golden pill jade liquid is likely to give the Han family an extra pill formation monk. Once Han Zhangxiang condenses the pill, The future development prospects of the Han family will be very good.

To put it simply, this Jindanyuye is likely to determine the development of the Han family in the next few hundred years. Therefore, he must safely **** the Jindanyuye back to the family.

"Unless you can find a Pill Formation monk, walk with you, and **** the golden core jade liquid back to the family, but this is very unlikely. You should still follow your original plan and hand over the things to other tribesmen and transport them back! Stay in Fang City and confuse the enemy."

Han Changming thought about it, but couldn't think of a better way. He nodded and said, "That's the only way to go. Let the eighteenth brother pick me up!"

"Okay, follow the plan tomorrow."

At noon the next day, when the sun was blazing, Han Changming left the inn and strolled on the street.

The streets were full of people. Han Changming walked around and contacted the shopkeepers of many small shops. This was to confuse the enemy.

After a cup of tea, Han Changming appeared in a three-story red attic with the words "Biyun Pavilion" written on a plaque.

This is a tea house. Half a year ago, Han Changlu refitted his face and found an opportunity to mix into the tea house and work as a second-hand in the tea house.

"Guest, welcome, I don’t know what kind of spirit tea you want to drink? Biyunchun in our shop is famous. Every customer who comes to our shop will order a pot with a plate of red bean pastry and a plate of snowflake cake. , That's a perfect match."

A young man in a blue shirt in his early twenties walked over quickly and said enthusiastically that he was Han Changlu, who was refitted and disguised.

"I want an elegant room. Just as you said, I will bring a pot of Biyunchun and two discs of dim sum. By the way, a friend of mine is coming. His surname is Lin. If he comes, you will bring him to Ya between."

"Okay, please come upstairs from the guest official."

When he came to a private room on the third floor, Han Changming opened the window, and he could clearly see the pedestrians on the street.

He sat down and waited quietly.

Not long after, Han Changlu came in with a tray, put down the tea and snacks, Han Changming took out a cyan storage bag and stuffed it into Han Changlu's hand. Han Changlu turned his back to the door. No one could see Han Changming's actions.

Han Changlu put away the storage bag and said with a smile: "The guest officer is slow. If you have any needs, just shout."

"Understood, you go down first! Remember to bring my friend here."

Han Changlu closed the door and walked out.

Back in the lobby, a guest just came in. Han Changlu smiled and walked quickly over and said: "Guest officer, welcome to our shop. What kind of spirit tea would you like to drink? Our signature spirit tea, Biyunchun, is pretty good. Yes, every customer who comes to our store will order a pot with a plate of red bean pastry and a plate of snowflake cake. It is a perfect match."

In this way, Han Changlu was busy receiving guests, carrying spirit tea and snacks from time to time, and no one noticed his presence.

After a cup of tea, a man in red in his early thirties walked in and, under the leadership of Han Changlu, came to the private room where Han Changming was.

Several guests on the third floor stared at the private room where Han Changming was, and drank spiritual tea casually.

More than an hour later, Han Changming and the man in red left one after another. The stalkers were divided into two groups, one wave followed Han Changming and the other followed the man in red.

In the ensuing time, Han Changming frequently went to and out of crowded places and frequently contacted other people.

At the time of unity, the sky darkened, and Han Changming returned to his residence. He closed the door and couldn't wait to take out the communication tray and contact Ye Xin.

"How is it? Madam, have you got the golden core jade liquid?"

"I got it, Dao Xuan's uncle and his eighteenth brother are also there, there is no problem with the Jin Dan Yuye,"

Han Changlu handed the golden core jade liquid to Ye Xin, and they locked the golden core jade liquid into a jade box with three small locks. Han Daoxuan, Ye Xin and Han Changlu all had a key.

The importance of Jindanyuye is self-evident. If the custodian becomes greedy and misappropriates some Jindanyuye, the effect will be compromised.

The question is whether there is any misappropriation of the Golden Core Jade Liquid. No one can tell. The best way is to use the Golden Core Jade Liquid.

This is to ensure that the golden core jade liquid will not be swallowed by others, otherwise the golden core jade liquid will be a little bit less, and Ye Xin will have no reason to explain.

After hearing this, Han Changming's hanging heart was released~www.NovelMTL.com~ nodded and said, "That's good, in a few days, you will leave here again. According to the plan, I will be responsible for covering you."

At a certain inn, five men and one woman were discussing something. The leader was an old man in a green robe with a childlike appearance. He had the foundation of perfection.

The surname of the old man in Qingpao was Li Mingping. Li Ping was born in a casual cultivator. He hunted and killed monsters for a living. He almost died at the hands of monsters many times. , A group of colleagues gathered around.

He is now one hundred and fifty-five years old and has worked hard for most of his life, accumulating four hundred thousand spiritual stones. Originally intending to buy a piece of Jin Dan Yuye, but the monks who came from the Xiuxian family and the Xiuxian sect had strong financial resources, and he simply couldn't compete with them.

Among the three Jindanyuye, one of the bidders in the foundation-building period took the Jindanyuye and left in a hurry. Li Ping stared at this person and planned to kill and win the treasure.

He sent someone to stare at the other party for half a year before the other party appeared.

"This guy has been in contact with other monks everywhere in the past two days. I don't know who his accomplices are. We don't have so many manpower at all."

A young woman in a blue skirt with gorgeous facial features frowned and said.

Their manpower is limited, and it is impossible to track all the monks who have been in contact with Han Changming.

"Then follow another plan and stare at the Fangshi exit and the teleportation hall. Even if he doesn't have the gold core jade liquid on his body, he must have a lot of belongings, so you can kill him."

Li Ping coldly ordered, with a murderous expression on his face.

The other party was very alert. It was estimated that they had been following them and deliberately contacted other monks to confuse their sight.

He didn't believe it, the other party could get 450,000 Lingshi to buy a gold core jade lotion, and there must be a lot of belongings on his body.

He killed this fat sheep, and no one could stop it. Of course, that's how it was said. It would be different if a high-ranking monk came forward.