The Second Immortal Road

After having a hasty chat with Xu Changlin, Han Ming said goodbye and left, and under the notice of the handsome little Taoist boy, Ran Qixi, who was meditating in a certain hospitality room of Xu Changlin, also stopped practicing, and followed Han Ming out of Xu Changlin's cave.

Han Ming gave an order, and Ran Qixi flew the milky white spirit boat towards the library.

Han Ming needs to see what kind of secret technique Xu Changlin said about the spiritual eye!

After inquiring about it in Cangshuge, Han Ming easily found what Xu Changlin said about the Secret Eye of Psychic Art. After reading about the introduction, Han Ming knew that the Secret Art of Psychic Eye was really useful for him, and it was suitable for his blindness now. His.

Without much hesitation, Han Ming was ready to copy this secret technique, but as soon as he communicated with the manager of Cangshuge, Han Ming couldn't help cursing Cangshuge in his heart. It was simply black-hearted. It was just a matter of sitting on the ground and starting a price. Three thousand five hundred spiritual stones, at this price you can buy a good top-level spiritual tool!

After hesitating for a while, Han Ming took out the spirit stone angrily, bought this secret technique with a painful expression on his face, and sighed in his heart, he tried desperately to kill the spirit stone, and the bookstore would cost three thousand and five when he opened his mouth. , It's even darker than him!

Walking out of the library gate, Han Ming looked back at the library, then turned his head, secretly vowing in his heart that he would never return here if he didn't return. Although his wealth is a little richer, he can't stand the lion's opening like the library. .

When Ran Qixi's flying boat arrived in front of his own cave, Han Ming gave a faint command, then opened the stone door and walked in, leaving Ran Qixi outside.

Ran Qixi watched Han Ming's back turn behind the stone gate, thought for a moment, and walked to another small cave on the side of the stone wall, and after a little clean up, he started to meditate!

Ran Qixi is very satisfied with her current situation. She no longer has to spend time and effort to perform tasks outside the sect. Not to mention the danger, the spirit stones she can get are so few and pitiful that she can't meet her daily training needs. Now she only uses Uncle Han to go out. Wander around when you are.

Although only fifty spiritual stones are obtained each month, which is a bit less than performing the sect mission, Ran Qixi does not care about the spiritual stones, but the cultivation environment here. It is worthy of the foundation building period Dongfu, and the richness of the spiritual tools is far from it. During the Qi training period, the disciple's practice residence was comparable. Ran Qixi felt that he could practice here and acted as "eyes" for Uncle Han for free, and she was willing to even put the spirit stone on it, not to mention that there were fifty spirit stones to receive every month.

Moreover, Ran Qixi still had a fascination with Han Ming, the foundation-building monk. Regardless of the unfavourable appearance of Han Shishu, but his strength was unfathomable, Ran Qixi would never forget the power of Han Shishu's original sword!

In Ran Qixi’s heart, the real strength of Uncle Han is probably already above the late stage of foundation construction. It can also deal with those fake alchemy monks. It is by no means comparable to ordinary foundation-building cultivators. If she can become the disciple of this uncle Han , Concubines and even double monks, the road will be much smoother in the future!

Ran Qixi is not at all ashamed of his own thoughts. The realm of immortal cultivation is like this. The weak are dependent on the strong. The so-called noble and flawless are all dependent on strength. There is no dependence, no luck from the sky, and the road to immortality is difficult to move. The so-called chaste woman, in the absence of strength, may become someone else's plaything at any time.

Ran Qixi walked into the small cave house she had created, sat cross-legged on a small stone bed, and began to practice quietly. She couldn't bear to waste such a good practice environment.

On the other side, Han Ming leaned a jade slip on his forehead, sensed it carefully, and began to comprehend the jade slip that was copied from the Cangshu Pavilion for a large amount of money. For a little bit, Han Ming also probably understood the contents of the jade slip. It would be so expensive.

This jade slip is not only a spiritual eye secret technique, but a whole set of exercises, named Sanjing Huidingjue, which is a special exercise used to cultivate spiritual power. According to the introduction at the back of the exercise, After cultivating Dacheng, the spiritual power will reach three times that of the monks of the same rank.

When he saw three times his mental power at the beginning, Han Ming was shocked. This technique is so defying the sky. The three thousand five hundred spirit stones are not sold higher, but sold less. If they can really sell The mental power is tripled, and it is not surprising that this technique costs 10,000 spiritual stones!

Han Ming's heart was hot, and the excitement pressed down. He laughed at himself until he saw the experience left by a senior monk who had practiced this technique. He shook his head slightly, and a deep disappointment appeared on his face.

"It's no wonder that the price of this exercise is so low. It turns out that it has a fatal weakness. It doesn't take long to practice this exercise. It takes half a day to condense a special spiritual mark every month. It takes 10,000 spiritual imprints, and it takes more than 800 years to convert it down! A monk in the alchemy phase can only have a lifespan of 500 years at most, and his cultivation level is less than Yuan Ying. How can it be possible to cultivate this technique to great success? It's tasteless, and it's no wonder that this technique has fallen from the dignified Sanzong Zhenzong technique to this point!"

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Han Ming temporarily put this exercise aside, and instead studied the secret spiritual eye secret technique attached to this exercise. Fortunately, this exercise has no special requirements, only the spiritual eye. There is no problem with the secret technique!

After a short period of time, Han Ming raised his head slightly and let out a long, turbid breath.

"With this spiritual eye secret technique, the detection of mental power is more refined. Although it is not as good as the human eye, it is not too bad in the detection range. It is not in a hurry to practice the Blue Blind Heaven Jue. Just leave it blind for the time being."

Han Ming made a careful calculation and planned what he should do in the next few years. Next, he should start to try to break through the bottleneck and advance to the late stage. At the same time, he should also hurry up to prepare for the practice of alchemy and strive for the spirit stone pill. Reach the level of a master alchemist before exhaustion, and be able to refine the pill for the base-building period by yourself!

"Before starting to break through the bottleneck, I should digest the alchemy skills I learned over the past month, and familiarize myself with the details of Xu Changlin's alchemy today!" Han Ming muttered secretly, stood up, and walked towards the alchemy room next to the bedroom. go.

Looking around the alchemy room with only one stone platform and four stone walls, and recalling the simplicity and weight of the Jiulongdi stove in Xu Changlin's alchemy room, Han Ming felt a rare jealousy in his heart.

Shaking his head, throwing the Jiulongdi stove aside, Han Ming flipped his hand to take out a two-foot-high silver small pill stove and controlled it to float quietly in the air.

This silver small pill furnace is Ran Qixi’s ancestral pill furnace. It is a top-grade pill furnace. The effectiveness of individual materials is not much inferior to Xu Changlin’s Jiulongdi stove. Not a small gap!

After thinking about it slightly, Han Ming took out a storage bag from his arms and gently urged it to release a gray-white tiger-shaped ghost bone, which was two or three feet in size.

The tiger-shaped ghost bone has thick bones, faintly reflecting a pale white light, and a faint trace of evil energy is revealed on the surface. At a glance, it is known that this tiger-shaped ghost bone has at least reached the late stage of Qi training!

At the beginning, Han Ming practiced swordsmanship in Wankudong, and killed countless ghost bones. Among them, the ghost bones below the post-qi training level were all given to a young disciple of the ghost ghost sect named Shen Tao, and the post-qi training level He left behind his ghost bone, and this tiger-shaped ghost bone is one of them!

"The blood jade spider broke through the Nether Ghost Sect's ice condensing formation. That Shen Tao was also in the Land of Falling Spirits, and I don't know if he has his life!" When Han Ming saw this tiger-shaped ghost bone, he thought of Shen. Tao, a clever little monk.

At the beginning, Han Ming admired this little disciple very much!

"Forget it, death is also fate, everyone has everyone's life, how can you force it!" Han Ming shook his head slightly, and forgot the little disciple Shen Tao behind his head.

Looking at the two-foot-sized tiger-shaped ghost bone, and then at the silver small pill furnace that is no more than two feet in size, Han Ming threw the small pill furnace aside as soon as he waved his hand, directly opened his mouth, and ejected a large group of bright yellow flames. , Swept toward that tiger shape.

Under the scorching of the innate real fire, the tiger-shaped underworld bone actually began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was only half a meter in size for about a quarter of an hour, and the surface began to slowly melt at this time.

In another half quarter of an hour, the huge tiger-shaped ghost bone only turned into a ball of skull-sized bright white bone fluid, and small bubbles continued to emerge, and there were some small bumps walking around. It seemed that there was Something stirred in it.

Han Ming let out a sigh of relief, his tactics changed, and he wanted to activate the power of real fire to make the extraction of bone fluid faster, but before his magic tactics were released, the group of bone fluid suddenly exploded. Dispersed, at the same time, the real fire was out of control, burning the scattered bone fluid directly into a large pool of ashes, which was spilled from the sky.

"Heh~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This alchemy is really not an easy task. I am a dignified mid-foundation monk who can still fail in purifying the medicinal properties!" Han Ming laughed at himself, but there was not much frustration on his face. , Just waved his sleeves and rolled up a breeze, blowing away the scattered ashes.

Lightly patted the storage bag, Han Ming took out another qi-training ghost bone, controlled it to float quietly in the air, and then opened his mouth, spouting a large group of innate real fire, and refined it again. .

It was just some ghost bones during the Qi training period. In Wankudong, he had expected that there might be such a situation. He collected it specially. The most indispensable thing in his body now is this thing, and he can experiment and consume as much as he can.

Han Ming feels that he just has no qualifications in alchemy, and with so many ghost bones practicing, it is enough to train the technique of purification to the level of proficiency.

Five days later, Han Ming walked out of the cave, with a faint joy on his face, summoned Ran Qixi, walked to the pavilion where the Zongmen specializes in selling finished medicines, and picked a bottle of medicine to help break through the small bottleneck. Going back to the house, starting a long retreat to alchemy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Want to find the latest chapter by yourself? You are OUT, WeChat Follow Beauty Editor to help you find books! It's really not wrong to read the book and tease the girl!