The Second Immortal Road

　　 Twenty days later, somewhere in the sky above the Shengxing Mountain Range, a faintly bright white light flashed through a large cloud and mist, and disappeared into another cloud and mist in the blink of an eye.

　　 Han Ming stood on the bow of the Lingwu Boat, watching the clouds and mist that were broken by the Lingwu Boat slowly healing, and the light white smoke generated by the Lingwu Boat, his face could not help but show unconcealable joy.

This Lingwu Boat is worthy of being the finest item among the top spiritual weapons. Its flying speed is far beyond Han Ming’s expectation. It is not known how many times faster than the Qingye magical device before him. It hasn’t activated all its powers. It is no longer necessary for the monks to escape from the usual base-building period to slow down!

　　 Although it was the first time to use this Spirit Mist Boat, Han Ming quickly and thoroughly understood all aspects of the Spirit Mist Boat's attributes, and knew the limits of the Spirit Mist Boat's invisibility and flight.

Han Ming knows that with the mana of the current twelfth level of Qi training, as long as he fully activates this Spirit Mist Boat, his escape speed will not be lower than that of the monks in the base-building period. Shi, the speed of this Lingwu Boat is far away from the ordinary monks in the foundation-building period!

If he advances to the base-building period, and then fully urges the spirit fog boat, and inspires the five middle-grade spirit stones in the center of the formation, then the spirit fog boat's escape speed should not be faster than the ordinary pill formation ancestor escape. Speed ​​is low.

When he thought of the five middle-level spirit stones in the center of Lingwuzhou, Han Ming couldn't help but twitched his face. If he hadn't sold all the miscellaneous materials and artifacts on his body, he really couldn't get five middle-rank spirits. stone!

　　 turned his head to look at the mountains of rising stars behind him, Han Ming turned his head, sat cross-legged on the spirit boat, and couldn't help but recall what happened a few days ago in his mind.

Ever since the monk surnamed Lou's arm was cut off that day, Han Ming has been practicing in her own stone room. All matters related to the sale of books have been handled by Yu Yanluo, and the spiritual stones he obtained are naturally in her pocket. .

Although he has been cultivating, Han Ming always cares about the situation on the stone room, and he is afraid that Uncle Lou will come to make trouble, but this kind of thing has not happened. I don't know this thing is normal at all!

　　 After such a peaceful day, it lasted ten days, until one day Yu Yanlun called him outside his stone room, Han Ming stopped practicing, and walked out of the stone room, only to find that the disciple of Wanwu Pavilion came to him.

　　 Seeing that disciple, Han Ming was immediately overjoyed, and quickly walked forward and asked.

　　Unexpectedly, the mission to the capital was released, and the disciple secretly detained it. He came to notify Han Ming as soon as possible, and waited for him to pick it up!

　　 Han Ming said several thanks, and immediately followed the disciple to Wanwu Pavilion to complete the collection of the task.

When paralleling with Han Ming, the Wanwuge disciple showed an expression of undisguised envy on his face. This unsurprisingly-looking Senior Brother Han was able to work with the famous beauty Yu Yan Lu during his training period, and get along all day. Can make people not envy.

　　 That Wanwuge disciple didn't cover up his emotions, Han Ming naturally saw it at a glance, but he didn't say much, he pursued different things, and his understanding of the same things was also different.

　　Walking out of Wanwu Pavilion, Han Ming went to the Refining Pavilion again, and sold all the miscellaneous Qi training materials on his body, as well as the few spiritual weapons of Ge Xu and those of low grade.

The value of the materials obtained from the small island in the lake is higher than Han Ming’s expectation. A dozen pieces of them have sold thousands of spiritual stones. With the addition of the few artifacts, Han Ming sold a total of 1,500. Lingshi.

　　 Coming out of the library, Han Ming walked out of the refining pavilion, and went to the Wanfu Pavilion again. He bought some possibly-used talisman seals with the new spirit stone, and then released the Qingye artifacts and flew back to the library.

After 　　, he went to see Duanmu Xiao and told him that he had received the mission to the capital and he could go to the capital to perform the mission.

Duanmuxiao didn't say much. He didn't even show his Shimen. He just threw out a light blue jade pendant for Han Ming to wear with him. He also asked him to be careful and come back as soon as possible after handling the matter, honestly. Practice and strive for the early success of foundation building.

Han Ming took the pale blue jade pendant, respectfully worshiped, and returned to his stone room. After cleaning up, he walked out and found Yu Yanluo. He explained a little bit about releasing the green leaf artifact and flying out. Zongmen.

　　 Han Ming was cautious when he left the sect. He didn't dare to be upright. He went around outside, making sure that no one was following him before releasing the Spirit Mist Boat, diving into the clouds, and galloping towards the outside of the Rising Star Mountain Range.

　　 Han Ming sat cross-legged quietly, and as soon as he touched the storage bag, he took out two pieces of jade, laid them flat in his hands, and squinted his eyes carefully.

　　 These two pieces of jade are extremely ordinary, without any aura, not much different from ordinary jade, and with the transparency of this jade, it is not worth a lot of silver in the ordinary world!

　　 The first thing Han Ming stared at was the pale blue jade pendant, which was given to him when Duanmu Xiao was leaving, so that he can wear it with him, saying that it can release the shield and can save his life in crisis.

　　 Han Ming pierced the divine sense into it, but found that there was a light blue mist in the middle of the jade pendant, and there was a faint pinpoint light in the mist, and his divine sense was shrouded in it, and it felt a little tingling.

The appearance of this jade pendant is ordinary, but the inside is not to use the cave sky. The blue light is very extraordinary. Han Ming did not dare to explore more, because he was afraid that the jade pendant was inspired by him. One-time consumables!

On the other hand, he adjusted it and looked at it a few more times, but he still didn’t find any other peculiarities. Han Ming took out a string made from a monster tendon he bought not long ago from his storage bag, and passed it through the jade pendant. The hollow in the middle hung around his neck.

　　 Han Ming felt that Duanmu Xiao would not harm him.

　　 Putting away the light blue jade pendant, Han Ming put the black jade in front of him again. His eyes on the black rough stone were a little more solemn than the light blue jade pendant before.

　　 This black jade is more ordinary than the light blue jade pendant. Not only is it an ordinary jade on the outside, it is also the same as ordinary jade on the inside, but the divine sense penetrates into it, but it can't detect any abnormalities.

Looking left and right, he didn’t find anything special. Han Ming didn’t give up. He injected a little mana into it, but discovered that as much mana he injected, as much mana flowed out. This jade is not a spiritual weapon at all. Things like magic weapons can't be activated with force.

After watching this jade pendant for more than half a day, Han Ming found nothing. He could not help but sighed slightly: "This jade is too ordinary. There are so many impurities inside. Two silvers can’t be exchanged. It’s no wonder that Uncle Qiao didn’t see anything special at the time. It was just a piece of ordinary jade. But how could such a piece of ordinary jade appear in the pavilion? The monk's cave mansion was also specially painted on the original dragon skin!"

After watching for a while, he still didn’t find anything special~www.wuxiaspot.com~Han Ming couldn’t help but slammed his heart. With a pinch of the technique in his hand, a ray of orange-red flame appeared on the tip of his index finger. A black jade leaned over.

That ray of flame was condensed by Han Ming using a fireball technique. In terms of its destructive power, let alone a small jade, even a boulder of half a foot in size can be blown to pieces, but this small jade But I can bear it, and there is no change at all!

After being burned for a quarter of an hour, the jade was still fine, without a trace of change. Han Ming was surprised and delighted. To his surprise, it was too hard. What was delighted was that the jade was really not an ordinary mundane thing. Otherwise, why can I withstand this fire bomb technique!

Tilting his head for a moment, Han Ming touched the storage bag with one hand, took out a pale golden talisman seal, poured a trace of magical artifacts into it, and the talisman seal suddenly turned into an inch. The long red-golden sword, wrapped in three faint sword auras, bombarded the jade stone.

　　 "Ding, ding, ding." Whether it was the golden little sword or the few sword auras, Fang Yi bombarded the jade and was easily bounced away, leaving no white marks on it.

　　 Han Ming frowned when he saw this brow, and when he flipped his hand, he took out an azure blue talisman seal, and then threw it at the jade, suddenly swept away with a biting chill.

　　 After a few breaths, the floating jade was sealed by a kind of strange blue ice, like a blue ice lump.

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　　 Half a day later, Han Ming let out a long, depressed breath, and raised his eyes to look at the jade floating in the air, with surprises in his eyes.

　　 This jade is so hard. In the past half day, he has used fire, ice, flooding, soil thorns, sword cutting, and even used the best spiritual tools such as red shadow needles and hidden claws, but he still can't help this jade.