Han’s Immortal Path

Seven days passed quickly.

　　 A ray of golden sunlight pierced the darkness, and a round of golden sun appeared on the sea level, slowly rising, the golden light sprinkled on the sea, sparkling.

　　 Haoran City, a huge peak reaching into the sky, with strange flowers and weeds, and rugged rocks.

At the foot of the mountain stands a silver stone monument more than ten feet high, on which the three golden characters "Haoran Peak" are written with dragons and phoenixes.

　　 Today is Zhao Qiankun's preaching day. The place is at Haoran Peak. Only cultivators above the core can enter Haoran Peak, and low-level cultivators can only listen to the lecture at the foot of the mountain.

　　 The sky was just bright, and Han Zhangxiang, Han Benfu, Han Benyong, Han Changying, and Han Changwu appeared at the foot of Haoran Peak on time. Long queues were already lined up, and five cultivators were maintaining order.

　　 Only cultivators above the formation of pill can enter Haoran Peak. The guards did not stop them, and the five of Han Zhangxiang were sent up the mountain.

　　 A bluestone staircase stretches from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and there is luxuriant grass around the bluestone staircase.

　　The five Han Zhangxiang walked slowly towards the top of the mountain, their expressions excited.

　　Hua Shen monk preaching, this is a golden opportunity of a lifetime, and it is also their chance, not all the alchemy monks can listen to the Hua God monk preaching.

　　 "Fairy Han, fellow Daoist Han, you have come so early!"

　　 A hearty man's voice suddenly sounded.

　　Han Zhangxiang and the five stopped, turned their heads and looked behind them.

　　 Han Chaoyang, Han Wenbin, Han Wenyue, and Han Linsheng walked towards them and learned that the cultivator had preached. They came to Haoran Peak early, but the five of Han Zhangxiang came earlier.

　　 "Senior Han, you guys are not too late."

　　 Han Zhangxiang smiled and said hello.

　　 "Senior Zhao preached, this is not something that can be encountered at any time. Our chance has arrived. If we don't come early, let's go! Let's take a good position and hope to gain something."

　　 Han Chaoyang smiled heartily and strode towards the top of the mountain.

　　 After a quarter of an hour, they came to the top of the mountain. At the top of the mountain was a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 acres. In front of the square was a golden palace more than ten feet high, with blue bricks and green tiles, and flying eaves and arches.

　　 The pale gold plaque reads the three large silver characters "Haoran Hall". Under the reflection of the sunlight, the aura shines and is very eye-catching. There is a red stone pavilion next to the Haoran Hall, and inside the stone pavilion is a giant clock with red lipstick.

　　 There is a golden pavilion more than ten feet high on the left and right sides of Haoran Hall, and the gates are closed tightly.

　　 In the center of the square is a round high platform with a height of more than ten feet. Around the round high platform is placed green futons.

　　 Hundreds of monks had already arrived, and the nine Han Zhangxiang found a position close to the front and sat down.

　　 "Friend Daoist Han, I heard that Senior Zhao is a Tier 5 refiner, maybe he will explain the technique of refining, maybe it can improve your refining level."

　　Han Wenbin’s tone was familiar, and he learned that they were of the same origin as the Han family on Ziyuedao, and his attitude was closer than before.

　　 "According to Daoist Han's precious words, I hope Senior Zhao can explain the art of refining tools."

　　Han Zhangxiang smiled. Zhao Qiankun is a Tier 5 crafting master. His craftsmanship is invaluable. Even with a few casual pointers, Han Zhangxiang might be able to save a lot of detours.

　　 "Fairy Han, Senior Zhao preached, didn't your father come over?"

　　 An old man's voice suddenly came from behind Han Benfu.

　　 Han Benfu turned his head and saw Baisha scattered.

　　 "My father is practicing in retreat, hitting the Nascent Infant stage, and I don’t know how long it will take to retreat."

　　 Han Benfu said with a smile, this statement is naturally made up.

　　 In recent years, many high-ranking monks have inquired about Han Changming's whereabouts. If they can't explain it, they will claim that Han Changming is in retreat and attacking the Yuan Ying stage.

　　 It is necessary to talk about retreat practice, the preaching of the god-transforming monk, and such a major thing, Han Changming can't say it. If Han Changming is attacking the Nascent Soul Stage, then it can be explained.

　　 "Daoyou Han is hitting the Nascent Soul Stage? As expected, let me just say it! Why has Daoyou Han not showing up for decades."

　　 Baisha Sanren suddenly realized, full of envy.

　　 Han Changming is proficient in alchemy, and he also learned from Ling Xiao. He retreats to attack the Yuan Ying stage, which is reasonable and reasonable, but Baisha Sanren didn't think much about it.

　　 The cultivating monk of Pill Formation hits the Nascent Infant stage, and the time varies from person to person, ranging from decades to hundreds of years.

　　With this excuse, Han Changming has said that he has not shown up for hundreds of years. By that time, Han Benfu can already take the lead.

　　 Han Chaoyang closed his eyes to rest up his mind, and did not participate in the conversation with the juniors. In fact, if he participated, the juniors would be uncomfortable.

　　 "Friend Daoist Han, have you got any strange bugs or spirit beasts recently?"

　　 Han Benfu asked curiously, his eyes fell on the few spirit beast bags on Han Linsheng's waist.

　　 Influenced by Han Changming, Han Benfu likes to exorcise insects and beasts. Han Linsheng is a well-known insect idiot, and he keeps many spirit insects and spirit beasts.

Han Linsheng smiled slightly, slapped the spirit beast bag, and a golden light flew out. It was a palm-sized golden frog with some light blue lines on the surface, and the eyes were green. This is a second-order spirit. Beast Bi pupil frog.

"This is a green frog! I heard that this kind of spirit beast is good at looking for treasures of heaven and earth. It usually lives in damp and dark caves. However, this kind of spirit beast has little magical powers and is not resistant to beatings. It is easy to be beaten by other monsters. Hunted."

　　 Han Benfu talked about the growth environment and specialties of the green frog.

Han Linsheng nodded and said, "Yeah! I also caught a few Green-eyed frogs by chance, all of them are second-order. If they are trained to third-order, they can be used for treasure hunting. I caught a few, and this one is for you! "

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　　 Han Benfu was a little tempted, his face hesitating.

　　 "Since Daoyou Han gave you it, Benfu, please accept it! Don't disappoint Daoyou Han."

　　 Han Zhangxiang said.

　　 Hearing this, Han Benfu thanked him and accepted the green-eyed frog.

　　 "Fairy Han, I heard that your refining level is getting higher and higher, and I am also refining magic weapons recently."

　　Han Wenyue chatted with Han Changying, exchanging experience in refining tools.

　　 Han Chaoyang closed his eyes and rested, while Han Zhangxiang chatted with eight people, talking and laughing, getting along well.

　　 A little bit of time passed, and one after another, the cultivators of Dan Pill walked to the bluestone square, each looking for a place to sit down.

　　 After half an hour, thousands of high-ranking monks gathered in the square, the lowest being the early stage of pill formation, and the highest being the late stage of Yuan Ying.

　　 The real person Ling Xiao flew to the side of the red giant clock, and suddenly slapped the giant clock with his right hand.

　　 "Clang clang clang!"

　　 He shot three times in a row, and a heavy bell rang suddenly, resounding through the clouds.

　　 "Respectfully invite Senior Zhao."

　　 The voice of the real Ling Xiao was not loud, and it spread throughout the bluestone square.

　　Han Zhangxiang and others stood up, bowed to the Haoran Hall, and said in unison: "Courtesy Senior Zhao."

　　 The sound was deafening and spread throughout the entire city of Haoran.

　　 With a muffled sound, the door of Haoran Hall suddenly opened, Zhao Qiankun walked out, his eyes passing by the cultivator present.

　　 Han Zhangxiang and others saw Zhao Qiankun, bowed and saluted again, and said in unison: "See Senior Zhao."

　　 Zhao Qiankun nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly appeared on the round high platform.

"Our Righteous Dao League has always had the custom of preaching. These old men are busy practicing, and this postpones the preaching. In the next few days, the old man will preach here. How much he can learn depends on your own opportunities and good luck. NS."

　　 Zhao Qiankun's voice was not loud, and it spread throughout the bluestone square.

　　 "Thank you Senior Zhao for preaching, the younger generation should listen carefully."

　　 The voices of Han Zhangxiang and others echoed endlessly on Bluestone Square.

　　 "Sit down! Let the old man speak slowly."

　　 Zhao Qiankun waved his hand and motioned to the monks to sit down.

　　Han Zhangxiang and the others responded and sat down one after another, their eyes fixed on Zhao Qiankun with different expressions.

　　 There are envy, excitement, excitement, curiosity, etc. Zhao Qiankun, as the leader of the Righteous League, has been closed all year round. Most high-ranking monks have only seen Zhao Qiankun's portraits, and many high-ranking monks have seen a real person for the first time.

"The old man was born in a casual cultivator. He has been a guide, set up a street stall, hunted and killed monsters, sold spirit wine, and sold spirit beasts. After serving as an offering, the old man can go to this day. relation."

　　 "From the time I set foot on the cultivation path, I knew what I wanted was the Longevity Avenue. No matter what or anyone, it can't affect my pursuit of the Longevity Avenue. For this reason, I gave up on a relationship..."

　　 Zhao Qiankun talked, talking about his own experience, starting from when he stepped into the world of immortality and opened a book.

　　 The monks were fully absorbed and listened very carefully.

　　 Thousands of low-level cultivators stood at the foot of Haoran Peak and listened. Zhao Qiankun’s voice came from Haoran Peak and could be heard throughout Haoran City.

　　 On the streets and in the pavilions, immortal cultivators stopped and looked towards Haoran Peak.

　　 This day will be recorded and passed on. Zhao Qiankun, the leader of the Righteous Alliance, preached and tens of thousands of monks listened.

　　 Three days passed quickly.

　　Han Zhangxiang and others sat cross-legged on the futon with different expressions.

　　 Some monks have dim eyes, some are smirking, some are reminiscent, and some are frowning.

　　 Some people have gained something, some have a lot of feelings, and some people have no gain at all. It all depends on the individual's savvy.

　　Han Zhangxiang was thinking, as if thinking about something.

　　 Zhao Qiankun explained the art of refining tools and gave him some enlightenments. He is digesting these enlightenments, hoping to use them for his own use. The knowledge he has mastered is his own.

　　 Han Benfu put his chin in one hand, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and the three Han Benyong looked at each other.

　　 After hearing Zhao Qiankun's sermon, the three of them didn't have much feeling.

　　 Zhao Qiankun sat cross-legged on the round high platform, his eyes passing by the monks present, focusing on those Yuan Ying monks.

　　 The real person Ling Xiao frowned slightly, he got some enlightenment, but he couldn't figure it out for the time being.

　　 Fairy Qinglian showed a suddenly realized expression on her face, obviously gaining something.

　　 After a while, Han Zhangxiang let out a suffocating breath, with a happy expression on his face.

　　 He stood up and bowed to Zhao Qiankun to show his gratitude.

　　Some of the questions that had troubled him for many years were solved. If he refines the top-grade magic weapons again, he is confident to refine a few more top-grade magic weapons.

　　 One after another, monks stood up and bowed to Han Zhangxiang to express their gratitude.

　　 After half a day, the monks returned to normal.

　　 Han Zhangxiang and other cultivators stood up, bowed, and said in unison: "Thanks to the great kindness of the seniors, the juniors are grateful."

　　 Zhao Qiankun smiled indifferently, took out a gleaming magic disc, and punched a magic formula. Hundreds of blue auras rose up into the sky and turned into a thick cyan light curtain covering the entire bluestone square.

　　 The face of the monk present changed slightly, and his head was confused.

"The spies reported that the demon race is planning to launch a tide of beasts, attack our human monks, and plunder our immortal cultivation resources, first to be strong, and then to suffer. The old man intends to take the first step. Can you dare to fight the demon race with the old man? For us? Human race opens up territory?"

　　 Zhao Qiankun’s voice was heard clearly in every monk’s ear, and the voice was gentle, which made it very comfortable to listen to.

　　 "What? Dealing with the monsters? Expanding territory?"

　　 "Why do you want to do something against the monsters all of a sudden? Is it too hasty?"

　　 "Huh, didn't you listen to Senior Zhao? The monster clan wants to start the beast tide, so we must first act to be strong. We should have done this a long time ago. We are passively beaten every time."

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　　 The monks talked a lot, each holding their own words.

　　Han Zhangxiang frowned slightly, the news was too shocking, and suddenly he was about to act on the monster clan, which really made people a little unprepared.

　　 Naturally, he would not believe Zhao Qiankun’s rhetoric. For no reason, why would the demon clan launch an animal tide? Even if the demon clan wants to launch the beast tide, how could Zhao Qiankun know the news in advance?

　　 Zhao Qiankun wants to attack the Yaozu, he knows that he will concentrate on the master and attack suddenly, but wouldn't the Yaozu do that?

　　 To put it plainly, Zhao Qiankun was just trying to find a suitable reason. He was famous for his teacher. Anyway, there are many contradictions between the human race and the monster race. Every once in a while, there will be a battle between the human race and the monster race.

　　"This matter will benefit the generations to come, and the seniors will learn from them, and the juniors are willing to follow the predecessors and open up territory for the human race~www.NovelMTL.com~ The real man Ling Xiao is the first to stand up and take the **** of Zhao Qiankun.

　　 "The juniors are also willing to follow the predecessors and go through the fire and water."

　　 "I am willing to follow Senior Zhao, Senior Zhao give orders!"

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　　 Many Yuanying monks have expressed their views one after another, and they all support Zhao Qiankun.

　　 Just kidding, do they dare to object? Zhao Qiankun didn't discuss with them, but just greeted them.

　　 If they obeyed obediently, then it's okay to say, if they oppose it, or if they are acting against it, there will be absolutely no good fruit.

Zhao Qiankun was very satisfied with the attitude of the cultivators, saying: "In order to achieve the unexpected goal, with 40 Yuan Ying cultivators as the backbone, forty teams will be organized to attack the territory occupied by the demon race. Don’t worry, except for our righteous alliance, Penglai Island and Sanxian Island will also take action. This time it is our three major forces who are uniting against the monster race."

　　 The cultivators felt a lot of peace after hearing this.

　　 If the three major forces join forces, it's okay to say that judging from the strength on the bright side, they have a better chance of winning.

"This time dealing with the monster race is of great importance. Those who escape or are passively sabotaged will be severely punished, and those who are serious will be killed without pardon. If you make great contributions, you will reward you, including Huaying Shui and Lingbao. In a word, you will be rewarded for your merits. , If you ever have it, you will be punished."

　　 Zhao Qiankun said slowly, his eyes dignified.

　　 In order to inspire the monks, he naturally has to take advantage of it. Otherwise, just play tricks, maybe some people will be passive and sabotage.

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