The Second Immortal Road

Since entering the realm of cultivation, Han Ming has never believed that one person treats another person for no reason, even the original Duanmu Xiao. If he is not the descendant of the grandmaster uncle, he is just a little training. How can a monk of the first stage enter the vision of a Nascent Soul stage?

Although this bitter spirit used to be a cultivator of the Ascending Star Sect, he has now retired from the Ascended Star Sect and joined the Xuanbing Palace. It was only this time that the two met, but it was indeed a bit abnormal for the two to meet this time.

Han Ming still didn't mind saving the gentleman's belly with a villain. He didn't believe in this brother Ku Ling, and he still had a lot of caution against him in his heart.

"Yi Ling, take this altar of sacrifice to heaven, study carefully to see if there are any doubts!" ​​Han Ming evolved the method of casting the altar of sacrifice to heaven in his mind, and threw it to Yi Ling.

"Yes, the little slave takes the order!" Xi Ling replied respectfully, but then hesitated: "Enlighten the young master, the little slave has suffered a lot of memory loss, even if there is something wrong with this altar of sacrifice to heaven. , The little slave may not be able to see it!"

"It's okay, you can do your best. At this time, the world is peaceful, and the world is still decades or even a hundred years away from the weakening of the vitality of the heavens and the earth. You look at it first. In these years, I also think of other ways. In the end, if you really can't see it. If you have any problems, try this altar!" Han Ming shook his head and didn't care.

"By the way, Concubine, you are a master of training tools. You should also see if there is any problem with the refining method of the Altar of Sacrifice to Heaven!" Han Ming flipped his hand gently and handed the jade slip to Concubine Yu. before.

Concubine Yu nodded silently, stretched out her wrist to take the jade slip, and affixed it to her smooth forehead, reading carefully, Han Ming silently waited.

.......

Coming out of the West Ice Sea, Han Ming and Concubine Lu did not directly return to the Nightmare Demon Sect, but continued to travel in the Middle-earth Continent. On the one hand, they collected spiritual objects that broke through the bottleneck, and on the other hand, they increased their experience and understanding. Of course, they also collected it along the way. Refining materials for the altar of worship.

This turn took another thirty years. At this time, Han Ming and Concubine Yu traveled through Middle-earth for a little and a half, and the harvest was pretty good. Concubine Yu received a Hao Yuandan that could help the bottleneck of Yuan Ying's early stage. Han Ming collected dozens of strange poisons, the worst of them can even kill the pill formation period, and the strongest is the blood of the emperor silkworm among the deadly poisons, a mass of liquid the size of a human head.

With these strange poisons, Han Ming is sure that the power of Wanhua's Poison Eye will be raised again, and when he glances at it, the great monk will not even think about retreating.

When collecting many strange poisons, Han Ming was also comprehending the Huayuan Poison Sutra.

Huayuan Poison Classic, a technique that is parallel to Huajian Jue and Body Transformation. In addition to the method of refining the poison pool, Han Ming used the method of refining the poison in it when cracking the blood spider poison, and later focused on Wanhua. In the poisonous eyes, this made Han Ming faintly feel that the cart is turning the cart before the horse.

There is no doubt about the power of Huayuan Poison Sutra, and Wanhua Poison Eye's power is also extremely attractive, but Han Ming’s collection of strange poisons is limited, and basically can only provide one method for cultivation, if you want two methods They both practice, and then they can only merge the two exercises into one exercise.

The Huayuan Poison Sutra is all-encompassing, and it does not seem to be too difficult to include Wanhua Poison Eye. Han Ming's brain is more flexible. At this time, the Tianxin Pill is still effective, and his perception is ten times that of before. He created it by himself. It doesn't seem impossible to develop a practice.

Thirty years, Han Ming had a faint eye for this new exercise, and determined the general direction. Maybe it will take more than a hundred years to perfect the details, and this exercise may begin to appear.

At the same time, Han Ming also had some enlightenment, that poisonous emperor herb may be useful, and it will be the key to the formation of this new method!

"Hua Shi! The talent in poison arts is truly unparalleled in the world. If he can cultivate immortals and can come into contact with all kinds of poisons in the immortal world, then the immortal world today is afraid to be touched by it. What a pity!" Han Ming He sighed silently in his heart.

In fact, many of the tactics he is going to create are theoretical conjectures provided by Hualao. This kind of strange poison, so many changes, can't count it.

In addition to poisons, Han Ming and Concubine Yu have also collected a lot of materials over the years. With only a few rare spiritual materials, they can try to cast the altar of sacrifice to the sky, but they are not in a hurry. , Order to go down, naturally there are a large number of disciples looking for it, maybe when the task comes out, some other sects or a family of cultivators will take the initiative to offer it to please the palace master, Concubine Concubine.

Cultivation has reached the middle stage of Yuan Ying, with fewer opportunities and less fights. Most of the Yuan Ying stage is blindly practicing hard work. Han Ming and Concubine Lu are no exception. They went out for more than 50 years and won After returning, you can retreat for the little souls.

Han Ming tried to break through to the great monk, and Concubine Yu tried to break through the mid-term cultivation level.

After returning to the Nightmare Demon Sect, the two did not disturb the others. Concubine Yu went to Shuanglingya to look at her Tier VI flying white tiger, greeted the two Zhenzong spirit beasts, and then returned to the Demon Palace.

As soon as the two returned to Moyu Palace, Concubine Lu's little maid Thirteenth rushed over and reported to Han Ming and Concubine what happened in the clan in recent years. Now, for example, the Lord of the Demon Universe went out and wandered around. Seventy years later, the ten major demon sects gathered in the Nightmare Demon Sect to discuss the allocation of resources within the Demon Dao.

It's all trivial things, Han Ming and Concubine Pu didn't care about them, and they probably didn't care about it after they found out about the situation.

"Enjoy my grandfather, twenty years after my uncle and the young lady left the sect, a message came from Yipaoge, saying that there is something to discuss with my uncle!" Shisanniang respectfully worshiped.

"Yipaoge?" Han Ming heard a different color on his face, and then asked: "Then how did you answer?"

"Returning to my uncle, the maid did not dare to disclose the whereabouts of the two, so she found an excuse to say that both the uncle and the young lady were in retreat and could not get information!" Shisanniang continued, "Later they also called and said, if Uncle, please contact them immediately, they are willing to sell that thing!"

Han Ming was slightly pleased when he heard this. He had already given up, but he did not expect that Yipaoge would contact him on the initiative to sell the mother-in-law gemstone.

"I see, you did a good job!" Han Ming nodded, tapped the handle of the stone chair lightly, and began to think.

"What kind of thing? When did you get involved with the businessmen in Yipaoge again!" Concubine Concubine Yu asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's just two pieces of material!" Han Ming smiled and shook his head with an indifferent appearance, but then he said: "It's not a big deal. Concubine, you have asked the sect to collect the missing spiritual materials. Let’s retreat first, don’t wait for me, I leave the sect for a trip, the length of the year will be long, and the short will be a few months!"

"Well, I think those two spiritual objects are also of great use to you, then go, I will retreat myself and be a little more clean!" Concubine Yu curled her lips, but there was a trace of resentment in her tone, but then He added solemnly: "Just be careful."

Seeing this, Han Ming smiled, lightly grabbed Concubine's hand, and blew into her ear, and said softly: "Don't worry, after the transaction, come back as soon as possible. You won't be waiting for a long time. You should adjust it first. Realm is a breakthrough!"

"Hey, don't make trouble!" There was her own little maid beside her, and Concubine Lu blushed when Han Ming tried to get her.

Han Ming turned his head slightly and looked at the thirteen mothers, but found that before he could signal, the thirteen mothers had already retreated silently with great eyesight, and quit with a smile.

"You little maid is pretty good, no matter how much you love her, you will never forget the difference between master and servant!" Han Ming exclaimed. When Ran Qixi wants to do this, he can save a lot of worry. But then I thought about it, if Ran Qixi had become like this, it would not be Ran Qixi anymore, it would be better to stay the same.

"Like it? If you like it, just accept it as a gang girl!" Concubine Yu glanced at Han Ming.

"Although she is obedient, there is no concubine whose face is all over the country, and she looks down upon her for her husband!" Han Ming naturally knew that Concubine Lu was not sincerely'allowing', and decisively refused.

"Huh, just look down on it!" The corner of Concubine's mouth was slightly cocked.

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Half a year later, on a mountain range thousands of miles away from Tianyu City, a black light flashed, traversing hundreds of mountain peaks, and finally staying on a quiet valley.

It is really a good place, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, and a quiet small lake in the middle. Although it is a hundred feet wide, it is completely covered by the shadows cast by the surrounding Maoming old trees. There was a cool breath coming out of it.

Han Ming's figure constricted, hovering quietly on the surface of the lake, glanced around, suddenly showing a hint of surprise on his face, frowned and looked at an ancient pavilion in the center of the lake, on which an old man was shaking his head and shaking his head, as in the ordinary world. A scholar who reads poems.

Near the old man, there was a delicate and ordinary woman sitting lightly on the edge of the ancient pavilion. In front of her, there was a small wooden table with a coke-tailed phoenix. Moving the strings.

The sound of the piano is melodious and mellow, and there is quite a distinctive smell of dust, which seems to contain a lot of things. Even Han Ming, a'barbarian' who knows nothing about the tones of the piano, can also hear the ethereal sound of the piano. Come.

This mundane woman must be a rare master of Qindao, a person who is truly accomplished in Qindao.

Standing hundreds of meters away, Han Ming did not approach, but closed his eyes and listened for a while, until the end of the song, he let out a sigh of surprise on his face, he listened to a mundane woman playing the piano during his infancy period. There is an illusion of being touched.

At this time, the old man on the ancient pavilion slowly turned his head, smiled and looked at Han Ming, got up directly, arched his hand to Han Mingyao, and said loudly: "But fellow Daoist Han? In the Seven Lingzi of the Lower Yipao Pavilion, Have seen fellow daoists!"

"It turns out to be a fellow Daoist of the Seven Spirits. He has heard of his name for a long time, like a thunderous ear, and he has been leaning up for a long time!" Han Ming appeared on this ancient pavilion with a few flashes, arched his hand gently, and said with a smile.

At this time, the pretty-looking woman stood up gently, holding the guqin that was taller than her, and saluting Han Mingying: "The slave family has seen this immortal long!"

Han Ming just nodded slightly, and didn't care much about this little mortal sister.

"Come on, Fellow Daoist Han, sit down first!" The old man made a request, and then sat down with Han Ming.

"Lai Song Daxian is noisy." The old man said softly, and then continued to look at Han Ming.

And the woman leaned slightly, sat down again, stretched out her slender fingers, gently waved the guqin, and suddenly a beautiful sound of the guqin flowed from the strings and echoed in the gu pavilion.

"Let Daoyou Han laughed. The old man was born in casual cultivator. He was a mundane piano master in his early years. Even if he occasionally embarks on the path of cultivating immortals, he has not changed the habit of listening to the piano! Her name is Mu Ling'er, Nai. The old man has spent a lot of effort to find a master of piano art. The attainments of piano music are rare in the world. Listening to his music is simply enjoyable!" The old man smiled and said, then flipped his hand and took out a pot of spiritual tea.

"Then Han is for the blessing of the Seven Daoists today, and he can listen to Miss Mu's piano!" Han Ming said with a smile, and took a cup of spiritual tea that the old man handed over, but was surprised to find that it turned out to be another nine. Xiangling tea ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jiuxiangling tea, this kind of spiritual tea is rarely available during the spiritual transformation stage, and it has a great effect on the cultivation of the Yuanying stage. It's this monk in the strange robe pavilion, who can even take it out to treat guests.

Could it be that a large amount of Jiuxiangling tea was suddenly found somewhere?

"Take a sip of tea!" Han Ming immediately adjusted his eyebrows and exclaimed, "This spiritual tea is really extraordinary, but it is costly to fellow daoists!"

"It's nothing more than some spiritual tea. Compared with what we are going to talk about next, it's not worth mentioning!" The old man shook his head and smiled.

"Oh?" Han Ming heard that there was a strange color on his face, but instead smiled and said: "It is indeed!"

"Guimeng reported that it was planning to sell the two stones, but did you not know how it was going to be sold, or was it still the agreed price?" Han Ming thought for a while and added with a smile.

"The two sons and mothers separated by Yuan Shibenmeng are not intended to be sold for the time being. Let Daoist Han come out this time because of another matter that needs to be confirmed to fellow Daoist!" The old man picked up the spiritual tea and gently sipped it. He took a mouthful and said with a smile.

The old man’s face was full of indifferent expressions, but Han Ming’s expression suddenly changed. He didn’t expect that the monk in Yipaoge would know the two stones and did not intend to sell them, but he used this as an excuse to lure him Out!

Han Ming's face suddenly became cold, and the mana in his body began to circulate, ready to do it at any time. Although the opponent is a great monk, but dare to be so close to him, the magic dragon blade can be solved with a single blow!

He said in a deep voice: "What does Fellow Daoist mean? We agreed to trade the two stones before. Why do you say that you don't intend to sell them? What does this mean? Isn't it playing Han as a monkey? Fellow Daoist will not give an explanation today, I am afraid it will not be over at this time!" The chill on his face was not concealed at all.