As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Fang Han did not go back to the cave to heal his wounds, but found a place deep in the woods with dense trees to heal his wounds.

Instead of healing elixirs, he took out a low-grade spiritual stone from Li Hu's storage bag, held it in his hand, and then used the Five Transformation Magic Technique.

With the operation of the technique and sufficient spiritual energy replenishment, his technique ran more smoothly, and the wound on his chest also began to slowly heal.

Three days have passed unknowingly. After these three days of pranayama and meditation, all the wounds have healed, and the strength has returned to its peak.

"It seems that the monks who are looking for the Five Spiritual Roots should not be in a hurry. I will wait until I have achieved a breakthrough in refining my energy and then go to the secular world to search for it."

"This way I won't attract the attention of other monks. If it is discovered that a large number of Wulinggen monks are missing, then I will be in trouble."

Fang Han thought to himself.

"This time it was really dangerous. I almost capsized in the ditch."

After taking a look at the storage bag in his waist, Fang Han felt that the slight injury this time was worth it.

This kind of storage bag is the lowest kind. Fang Han Weiwei swept it with his spiritual consciousness, and Li Hu's spiritual brand left on the storage bag was instantly broken.

I saw a one cubic meter storage space inside the storage bag, in which there were five or sixty Yuan spiritual stones, four bottles of elixirs, and ten low-level talismans, including five fireball talismans, three gold steel talismans, and two ice cone talismans. , apart from these, there are only a few sets of outer disciples' clothing, a book of preliminary explanations of talismans, and a few blank talismans, talisman pens, and cinnabar.

After seeing these gains, Fang Han couldn't help but laugh. It really corresponded to the sentence: "Golden belt for murder and arson."

As soon as the thought occurred, a jade bottle appeared on the ground.

Fang Han picked up the jade bottle and opened it and smelled it. A scent of elixir penetrated into Fang Han's nose. This was the Qi Gathering Pill. Fang Han couldn't help but feel happy.

A bottle of Qi Gathering Pill costs five low-grade spiritual stones in the market. Outer disciples like him simply cannot afford it. What the sect distributes every month is nothing but waste pills with many impurities.

The spiritual power increased after taking this waste pill is less than one percent of the Qi Gathering Pill.

Moreover, if you keep taking the Waste Pill, your cultivation will stagnate at best, or your meridians will be blocked by the erysipelas and you will become a useless person. Knowing the dangers of the Waste Pill, the outer disciples still flock to it.

Although this was just a low-grade Qi Gathering Pill, Fang Han was still very happy.

"Now that the spirit stones and elixirs are available, it's time to buy a low-grade magic weapon. But before that, I should improve my cultivation level a little more, so that my self-protection ability will be stronger."

Seven days later, Fang Han slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. After practicing with enough pills, his cultivation reached the peak of the fourth level of Qi refining.

"It's still a little bit close, but I can't break through. This should be because I didn't fully consolidate my previous realm, and I was too eager for success, so I couldn't break through."

Fang Han felt relieved when he thought of this.

At this time, Fang Han realized belatedly that his hair was disheveled and his clothes were torn. Uninformed people would think he was that common beggar. Fang Han smiled bitterly.

I saw Fang Han kneading the magic formula with his hands and using a cleaning technique on himself. He patted the storage bag on his waist and a set of outer disciple robes appeared in Fang Han's hands. The tattered robes on his body fell off as soon as he thought. , the robe in his hand was put on automatically.

The robe of an outer disciple of the Yin Demon Sect is not even a low-grade magic weapon. It only has a few simple magic circles engraved on it. One is a dust removal magic circle and the other is a magic fire and water protection formation.

Although it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of monks, if it appeared in the secular world, it would cause a lot of bloodshed, and the martial arts masters in the secular world would break their heads and snatch it away.

Six hundred miles south of the Yin Mo Sect, there is a market opened by casual cultivators. I can go there to buy magic weapons.

"You ask me why I don't go to the market opened by the sect. Even I am afraid! I am afraid of being killed and robbed by my dear senior brothers and sisters. Who knows that we are the same sect who love each other?"

After thinking about it, I had to go out anyway, so I might as well pick up a mission.

There were a lot of heads in the Affairs Hall, and the disciples coming and going were almost all from the inner sect. Very few disciples from the outer sect took on the task. Some had expressionless faces, some had gloomy expressions...

Fang Han came to the task bar and looked at the densely packed tasks on it. Take the wolf claw of the ghost wolf and get three stars for danger.

Mission introduction: The Netherworld Ghost Wolf is a first-level monster. It is suitable for three disciples in the middle stage of Qi refining to form a team. It appears outside the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains. The mission reward is 20 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.

Take a 30-year-old Xuanyin Vine. Mission introduction. Xuanyin Vine generally grows in places where there is no sunshine all year round, usually in the Yunze Mountains. The task difficulty level is two stars, which is suitable for mid-stage Qi refining disciples. The task rewards five low-grade spiritual stones. .

Killing the casual cultivator Zhang Hao, the mission content, Zhang Hao has the fourth level of Qi refining strength, and has repeatedly attacked and killed the outer disciples of our sect.

This person possesses a low-grade magic weapon. His origin is unknown. He was last seen in a market run by a casual cultivator six hundred miles south of the sect.

The task difficulty is three stars, suitable for disciples above the fourth level of Qi Refining. The task rewards 15 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.

Seeing this mission, Fang Han smiled slightly and came to the disciple who was receiving the assignment.

"Senior brother, I will take over the task of killing Zhang Hao."

The serving disciple looked up at Fang Han and sneered.

"This junior brother, Zhang Hao, has killed many fourth-level Qi-refining monks. Grass has grown on the graves of the fourth-level Qi-refining disciples who took on this task before."

Fang Han seemed not to have heard, but he still said calmly: "Brother, I don't need you to worry about it now."

"Hmph, take out your disciple's token. Fang Han took out the token without any care. He waved his hand and a white light flashed into Fang Han's token."

Liu Mushui looked at Fang Han with a strange look and said: "Junior brother, are you so anxious to reincarnate?"

When Fang Han heard this, his expression remained unchanged and he ignored what Liu Mushui said.

Fang Han swept the token with his spiritual consciousness, and then Zhang Hao's appearance and breath appeared in his mind.

Withdrawing his consciousness, Fang Han walked out of the mission hall, and his expression immediately darkened.

Fang Han turned back to look at where Liu Mushui was and said grimly: "When I break through the foundation building in the future, I will definitely extract your soul and refine it."