The Second Immortal Road

"That's it, I won't be able to complete the handover again!" Han Ming replied casually, without any intention to explain.

"Well, since Junior Brother is so confident, then Senior Brother won't stop it!" The half-hundred old man seemed to see Han Ming's perfunctory, so he couldn't ask anything more. He flipped his hand and took out a token and gave it to Han Ming. Way out the task.

"Thank you, brother!" Han Ming arched his hands symbolically, did not entangle much, turned his head and left.

Although this half-hundred old man was not an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, Han Ming didn't have much thoughts of making friends. He hadn't encountered any difficulties in his recent cultivation, and he didn't need to make friends with other monks.

Walking out of the Deacon's Hall, Han Ming carefully compared the five tasks that he had just accepted, picking out the one that took the shortest time, and preparing to set off now to complete it.

"Hey, Uncle Master, you unexpectedly chose this task of collecting Nether Youhua!" Ran Qixi greeted her, glanced at the token in Han Ming's hand secretly, and then she couldn't help but let out a horror.

"Why, can't I choose yet? Or do you think I am not strong enough!" Han Ming replied faintly, then flipped his hand and put the token in his hand into the storage bag.

"No, no, Master Uncle is strong, how could it not be enough!" Ran Qixi seemed to be afraid of Han Ming's misunderstanding, waved her hands again and again, and then said after thinking about it: "The nephew is just afraid that the first time Master Uncle performs the sect mission is a little unfamiliar. , I don’t know the details of this mission, I suffered a bit!"

"This Netherworld Flower only grows in the Fire Nether Pond, and it is full of violent fire spiritual power and rich spiritual power. The fire spiritual power is good, and the ice attribute shield can barely resist one or two. But the spirit of the spirits is difficult to deal with. The cultivator during the Qi training period can't stay below for ten breaths at all, and it is impossible for the cultivator of the foundation construction period like Uncle Master to stay below for a quarter of an hour!"

Ran Qixi stared at Han Ming's face, while speaking in a low voice, trying to judge the change of Han Ming's face and what to say next, but found that Han Ming's face was expressionless from beginning to end. , I can't see any emotions at all.

Ran Qixi used to be very proud of her ability to observe words and expressions, but this time she encountered a facial paralysis. She did not move her face for most of the day. She wanted to judge by her eyes, but remembered that the uncle was a master. Blind, I have known him for four or five years, and I have never seen him open his eyes, and he can't see anything.

"Although Huo Ming Po has a pond in its name, it is actually a lake, hundreds of miles long and horizontally. The number of Mingyou flowers in the lake is much smaller than before because of the year-round collection, and the bottom of the pond cannot be more. It’s difficult to pick. As far as my nephew knows, none of the uncles and uncles who took on this task in the past completed the task within half a year, and they all have been delayed for more than a year! Hanging up, it belongs to the scope of the mandatory levy mission!" Ran Qixi couldn't see Han Ming's mood swings, so he simply stopped looking, just tried to appear respectful.

"You know so in detail, then you should know which direction the Fire Nether Pool is in. Go there. If you arrive earlier, you can come back earlier. I have several other tasks to perform!" Han Ming replied softly. With a sound, he continued to meditate, as if he didn't care about the Huo Ming Chi mentioned by Ran Qixi.

Looking at Han Ming's constant facial paralyzed face, and still looking obsessed with incomprehension, Ran Qixi pouted bitterly, what she said before was nothing!

Ran Qixi pinched the tactics and urged the milky white spirit boat to shoot away in one direction. In the bottom of my heart, I actually wanted to see this Uncle Han languish in the Huo Ming Pond and looked forward to it.

"Huh, incomprehensible style, facing a big beauty, but showing someone a cold face all day long? How can I bear the heart, I should practice this level of cultivation alone!" Ran Qixi teased a wisp of falling before her forehead With long hair, the grievance in Han Ming's eyes was even thicker.

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A few days later, Han Ming and Ran Qixi arrived at Huo Ming Chi.

This Huo Mingchi is really not very big, but I can’t see the side at first glance. Of course, this is because Ran Qixi can’t see the side. Han Ming’s mental energy can only feel more than a hundred meters away. He doesn’t have anything more than a hundred meters away. knowledge.

Lifting his foot gently, Han Ming kicked a small sand plant beside his foot into the crimson lake.

"Thorn!" With a burst of green smoke, that piece of sand plant was burned into a pool of ashes by the violent fire spiritual power in the lake, floating on the surface of the water and dissipating.

"This is Huo Ming Chi, the fire spirit power is indeed violent!" Han Ming muttered, then turned his head, and indifferently instructed Ran Qixi: "You wait here, I'll go down and try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Ming propped up the aura of his body protection and plunged straight into the crimson lake, only to splash a spray and disappear.

Originally thought that Uncle Han would come up in a quarter of an hour or two, but waited for a quarter of an hour, two quarters, one hour, and two hours later, Ran Qixi didn't see Han Shishu come up.

"Uncle Master should have swam far at the bottom of the lake, landed in other places, and dived again after resting!" Ran Qixi tilted her head and thought about it, so comforting herself.

At this time, Han Ming was indeed swimming far away at the bottom of the lake, but he had not been on the shore, but had been searching for the Mingyouhua at the bottom of the lake. Bag.

The reason why this Fire Nether Pool prevents the monks in the foundation stage from staying for a long time is because there is a large amount of Nether Spirit Qi, which can penetrate the monk’s body shield and corrode the flesh, but Han Ming is least afraid of the Nether Spirit Qi. In the spirit of the spirit, he was like a fish in water.

Ordinary monks in the foundation-building phase can only stay at the bottom of the lake for about a quarter of an hour at a time, and then they will go ashore to meditate and recover their mana, but he only needs to resist the fire spiritual power at the bottom of the lake. Dive once and search the bottom of the lake for a day or two!

With a wave of his sleeves, he plucked the two fiery red flowers blooming on the head of a bear-shaped ghostbone, and Han Ming smiled in satisfaction.

This fiery red flower is the ghost flower. The growth environment is quite special. It needs a large number of dead ghost bones, but also requires strong fire spirit power and ghost spirit. The three conditions are indispensable. The only place of origin is this Huo Ming Chi!

The name of the Netherworld Flower is a flower, and it also looks like a flower, but it is not a plant, but a kind of crystalline substance produced by the fire spirit power, the essence of the dead soul bone and the spirit of the soul under the action of a complex environment. Once in full bloom, it has the essence of the bones of the soul and the spiritual power of fire. It is an excellent medicine for alchemy. The addition of one during the alchemy process can promote the alchemy with a certain probability. It is loved and sought after by alchemists and has always been in short supply.

During the four years of alchemy, Han Ming planned to buy some, but the price was a bit expensive. Then I thought that he was refining all the pill for the Qi training period. If you use these flowers, it will be overkill and some are not worth it, so for the time being I’m stranded, and now I’m here at the Fire Nether Pool that produces Nether Youhua, but I just happen to collect more!

Han Ming went down to the lake to pick the Mingyouhua. Ran Qixi contacted the past foundation-building monks to collect the Mingyouhua. Instead of standing by the lake, she found a stone wall and opened a small cave with a magic weapon for the time being. Live in.

The fire spirit power on the lake is very violent and cannot be directly absorbed, but the fire spirit power a little farther away is fairly peaceful. It is still possible to force a Dzogchen to refining it, but the speed of cultivation is naturally not comparable to that of the sect. Compare it!

Ran Qixi had already prepared the idea of ​​staying here for a year and a half, but only a month later, a cyan figure rushed out of the red lake, like a big peng bird, after a few dots on the lake, it fell with ease. On the shore.

Ran Qixi walked out of the cave, ready to relax, and immediately saw Han Mingfei in a green robe fleeing to the front. There was a sudden surprise on his face, but he subconsciously said, "Uncle Han!"

"Let's go, return to the sect!" Han Ming's words were simple and clear.

"Return to the sect?" Ran Qixi was surprised by Han Ming's words, and couldn't understand at all, how did he return to the sect in just one month!

Looking at Han Ming up and down, Ran Qixi's brain flashed, as if he had realized something, and didn't dare to neglect at all.

Along the way, Ran Qixi shrank to one side honestly, saying nothing, as if he was afraid of touching this uncle Han's mold.

It was only a month, and Ran Qixi didn't think that Master Han could collect enough Nether Youhua, she guessed that Master Han 80% thought this task was too difficult, and now she is going to return to the sect to return the task!

"Hmph, I told you not to listen to persuasion before. Now I wasted more than a month for nothing!" Ran Qixi had a small smug in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it. It feels good, in case she is not pleasing to the eye, she has no choice but to passively accept it.

Ran Qixi’s silence caused Han Ming to be surprised. This is not like the style of this teacher-nephew Ran. Isn't this teacher-nephew Ran as close as possible? How can I be silent on the road? I would not say a word. . It is rare that he is in a good mood and has gained a great deal. If Nephew Ran said a few more sweet words, he would be happy, and he might even give him a small reward. Not to mention, the rest of the Qi training period was still used before. some!

Han Ming shook his head slightly, and stopped talking to Ran Qixi, and meditated quietly.

Returning to the Zongmen Deacon Hall, Han Ming found the deacon on duty. This deacon was not the half-hundred old man before, but a white-faced middle-aged man in his thirties.

Han Ming succinctly stated that he was here to hand over the task!

When the white-faced middle-aged man heard that Han Ming was about to hand over Ming Youhua, his face was suddenly full of surprises, and asked in disbelief, "Brother actually came to hand over Ming Youhua!" He looked at the man in his thirties. The middle-aged man naturally called Han Ming, a young man who was only twenty-two years old as a senior. This scene was quite weird!

This middle-aged man was really surprised. No one has taken the initiative to pick up this ghost flower picking task for a long time. The monks who have been forced to perform this task in recent years have taken eleven months at the earliest! And if there is nothing wrong with the record in the deacon's book, this Senior Brother Han should have received it a month ago, and now he has come to hand over the task!

"Junior Brother, check and see if it's Mingyou Flower!" He took out fifteen palm-sized Mingyou flowers and placed them on a bone table, with a faint smile on Han Ming's face.

Looking at the fifteen small and poor Mingyou flowers, the white-faced middle-aged man's face twitched slightly, and then his face was full of weirdness: "It is indeed a Mingyou flower, and it happens to be fifteen. Brother Han has completed the task. , It’s just why these Mingyou flowers picked by the brothers are so small, some of them don’t even bloom!"

The Mingyou flowers that Senior Brother Han gave were all just formed, and none of them were in full bloom, so they could barely be used as medicine!

"Luck, brother found a small hole in the bottom of the lake, sneaked into it, and found fourteen flowers that were just formed, and after searching outside for more than half a month, he found another one, but he didn't expect it to be. Young plants, in the end, I can only bring back all the fifteen plants!" Han Ming casually explained, and he didn't care whether the deacon believed it or not.

"Brother Han is lucky. It really makes the juniors envious. The ordinary senior brothers did not spend a year and a half on the impossible task, but it took him a month to complete here!" The white-faced middle-aged man was full of envy, thinking slightly. After thinking about it, then he added: "Then I don't know if Brother Han has any extra Mingyouhua, how about the purchase price of Brother Han at a high price, which is 10% higher than the purchase price of Zongmen!"

Han Ming frowned when he heard that, and sneered in his heart. This person is not a fool. The task of picking the netherworld flower is mandatory. The value of the sect acquisition is a little lower, and the supply of the netherworld flower is in short supply. If it spreads, the real transaction price is It is easy for the Zongmen purchase price to be higher than two or three in Chengdu. This junior is not very good at cultivation, but he has a lot of thoughts!

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Brother is still a few tasks away from completion, so I won't stay here much, say goodbye!" Han Ming didn't have the idea of ​​chatting with the white-faced middle-aged man, and turned his back slightly after arching his hand. Go.

Before Han Ming took a few steps, the white-faced middle-aged man dared to come forward, and he took Han Ming's arm regardless of his identity and said, "Senior Brother Han, wait a minute!"

Han Ming frowned suddenly, shaking his sleeves lightly and shaking the white-faced middle-aged man's arms down, then turned his head, his tone was slightly cold: "If you don't have it, you don't have anything else. Is there anything else, Junior Brother?" Do you want to search for Han's storage bag!"

"No, no, no, the younger brother stopped Brother Han for Mingyouhua. I'll talk about this later, the younger brother stopped the younger brother, just want to ask what is the relationship between the younger brother and my quasi-saturday partner!" The white-faced middle-aged man was holding one hand behind him. , Looked at Ran Qixi with a nervous look not far away with a smile.

Han Ming turned his head to face Ran Qixi. No wonder Ran Qixi has been extremely uncomfortable since the white-faced middle-aged man came out. He glanced at the white-faced middle-aged man from time to time. They seemed to have something to do before~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Need to find the latest chapters 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!