Han’s Immortal Path

The shape of 　　 Yinyang Island is exactly like a circle. Here is the main altar of the Hehuan Sect.

The Hehuan Sect has established a sect for more than five hundred years. There is one Yuanying monk plus more than 20 alchemy monks and tens of thousands of disciples. They can also speak on the territory of Penglai Island. They are outside the sphere of influence of Penglai Island. The influence is small.

　　In the northwest corner of Yinyang Island, inside a palace of golden bricks and glazed tiles.

　　 A thin, black-robed old man with sunken eyes is sitting on the main seat, and a somewhat hunched middle-aged man is reporting the situation to the black-robed old man.

　　The old man in black robe is Liu Huan, the ancestor of acacia, in the early Yuan Ying period.

　　 More than five hundred years ago, Liu Huan, who was in the late stage of the formation of alchemy, established the Acacia Sect with his friends. After more than five hundred years of development, Liu Huan successfully entered the Yuan Ying stage and had tens of thousands of disciples for him to drive.

Relatively speaking, the development and growth of the sect is much easier than the family. The disciples of the sect come from a wide range of sources and have various surnames. Most of the children of the Xiuxian family have a surname. If the Xiuxian family wants to develop and grow, the number of cultivators is a must. Ignored factors.

　　 "The lights of Uncle Liu, Junior Brother Qin and Junior Brother Liu have gone out. They are going to the righteous alliance to purchase a batch of resources for cultivation."

　　 said the middle-aged man cautiously.

　　 The natal soul lamp is a special magic weapon. The cultivator uses a secret method to leave a special mark and ignite the natal soul lamp. If the cultivator falls, no matter how far away, the natal soul lamp will go out.

　　 "They often go out shopping? Have we provoke any enemies recently?"

　　 Liu Huan frowned and asked, during the heyday of the Hehuan Sect, there were two Yuan Ying monks, but the struggle in the open sea was fierce, and another Yuan Ying monk of the Hehuan Sect died at the hands of hostile forces.

　　 "They have been in retreat for more than ten years, they have just left the customs, and they have done purchasing errands before, but..."

　　 The middle-aged man was hesitant to speak, his expression nervous.

　　 Liu Huan's face sank, and he asked: "But what? Did they steal the treasure of this sect?"

　　 "That's not true, but they took part of the map of Feixian Island. When they died, the map fell into the hands of others."

The middle-aged man looked terrified. More than 10,000 years ago, a large-scale beast wave broke out in the open sea. There were no human monks in ten, and there were heavy casualties. Feixian Island is the main altar of the Feixian School of Xiuxian School. It has a special geographical location and where Feixian Island is located. The sea area often breaks the sky wind, where rare monks will go to activities.

The disciples of the Fei Xian Sect all died in that large-scale beast wave. After repelling the monster's attack, the human race could not take care of the Fei Xian Island and regained other large islands. After a long time, the Fei Xian Sect disappeared. In the long river of history.

By chance, the disciple of Hehuan Sect got the inheritance of Feixian Sect elders, and then discovered the existence of Feixian Island, but the restriction was too strong, he could not break the ban and returned to the Hehuan Sect to report the letter.

　　 Liu Huan has high expectations for Feixiandao. This is his guarantee for the advanced stage of Yuan Ying.

　　 "Why do they have a partial map of Feixiandao? Who gave it to them?"

　　 Liu Huan's face became cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The middle-aged man shuddered and quickly explained: "It was discovered that Senior Nephew Chen of Feixian Island was the cousin of Senior Disciple Qin, Senior Nephew Chen copied a map to Junior Qin, but Senior Brother Qin only knew about flying. The location of Fairy Island does not know the specific situation of Feixian Island."

"you sure?"

　　 Liu Huan's eyes were gloomy, he could have swallowed the remains of a sect, but now leaking the news, I am afraid it will be troublesome.

"Probably!"

　　 The middle-aged man hesitated and hesitated, not sure.

　　 "You should investigate this matter immediately, the less people know about Feixian Island, the better, and there are leakers, you will not be forgiven."

　　 Liu Huan said coldly, with a murderous expression on his face.

　　 The middle-aged man even claimed to be that he also knew the importance of Feixian Island.

"You immediately send someone to contact Daoyou Sun. It seems that you have to enter Feixian Island in advance to hunt for treasures. If the news reaches Penglai Sanxian, we can have a mouthful of soup and drink. First get the remains of the Feixian faction and then look for the murderer. ."

　　 Liu Huan ordered, with a serious tone.

　　 Penglai Sanxian is the master of Penglai Island, and is also a famous figure in the open sea. If they know the news of Feixian Island, they will definitely go to the island to hunt for treasure.

　　 If the disciple of the school died on the territory of the Righteous Dao League, it would be difficult to trace. Relatively speaking, the remains of the Fei Xian Sect are more important.

　　 "Yes, Uncle Liu."

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　　 Green Hudao, a secret room.

　　 Han Changming sat on the futon, his body covered with a yellow glow.

　　 At this moment, a sound transmission note flew in, and Han Changming felt a little bit. The yellow glow on his body dissipated and his eyes opened.

　　 He looked at the sound transmission note in front of him, frowning.

　　 He said hello to Ye Xin, there is nothing important, don't disturb his cultivation.

　　 Ye Xin can't be ignorant of the severity, unless there is something important in the family.

　　 He smashed the sound transmission note, and Ye Xin's hurried voice suddenly sounded: "Husband, the big thing is not good, the patriarch has something wrong."

　　 Hearing this, Han Changming's face sank, and without a word, he went straight outside.

　　 Ye Xin stood by the door, her expression flustered.

　　 "The husband, the patriarch, and Wu Bo fought with others, and the patriarch was seriously injured."

　　 Ye Xin explained and led the way.

　　 Soon, they came to a secret room. Han Zhangxiang lay on the cyan stone bed, his whole body scorched, and his breath wilted. Han Debiao stood aside, his expression nervous.

　　 "Changming, show the patriarch quickly, I will give him the Seven Star Restoration Pill, it seems to have no effect."

　　 Han Debiao said in a panic.

　　Han Changming walked to Han Zhangxiang and carefully checked Han Zhangxiang's injuries, frowning.

　　Han Zhangxiang’s injury was too serious. The Seven-Star Fuyuan Pill could not be cured at all. The Seven-Star Fuyuan Pill could heal the injury, but the injury was too severe.

　　 "Changming, that's all, Uncle Dao Xuan found an ancient monk's cave house, we..."

　　 Han Debiao told the story again, there is nothing to hide.

　　 "By the way, Changming, I found the lower half of the "Dried Earth True Yang Gong" in his storage bag, and I can practice it to the stage of transforming gods."

　　 Han Debiao took out a yellow jade slip and handed it to Han Changming.

　　 Han Changming's eyes flashed with surprise. Wai Hai can really find the second half of the exercises of "Dried Earth True Yang Gong".

　　 He briefly checked the content of the lower half of the exercise, and nodded in satisfaction.

　　 If you enter the Yuan Ying stage in the Jin Dynasty, the magical powers of "Qiantu Zhenyang Gong" will be stronger.

　　 "The patriarch's injury is too serious. The Seven-Star Restoration Pill cannot be cured. You need to purchase a specific healing pill."

　　 Han Changming frowned and frowned. Han Zhangxiang's injuries were too serious. If it hadn't been for the Seven-Star Restoration Pill, he would have died long ago.

　　 After a long delay, Han Zhangxiang is worried about his life.

　　 The trouble is that the Han family doesn't have any acquaintances outside the sea. If you want to talk about acquaintances, it would be Lu Yun of Tinghai Pavilion.

　　 Han Debiao and Han Zhangxiang killed the monk of the Alchemy Sect. This is also a hidden danger, but the top priority is to cure Han Zhangxiang.

　　 "Uncle Wu, you guard the patriarch, I will run to Haoran City, try to find a way to cure the patriarch."

　　 Han Changming groaned for a while, and said so.

　　 Seven years ago, Han Changming got acquainted with Fairy Qinglian. Fairy Qinglian is proficient in alchemy. Han Changming intends to ask her for help, but it is impossible to ask Lu Yun for help.

　　 "Let me go with you! By the way, deal with the things of the monks of the Acacia Sect. These things are troublesome."

　　 Han Debiao said in a deep voice, he also did not expect that the other party was a monk of the Hehuan Sect. The Hehuan Sect was a subsidiary force of Penglai Island. Penglai Island had never dealt with the Zhengdao League, but for the sake of caution, he still had to dispose of the monks of the Hehuan Sect.

　　 There is a black market in Haoran City, which specializes in dealing with this kind of unidentified property.

　　 Han Changming nodded, and instructed Ye Xin to take good care of the patriarch. He and Han Debiao left Qinghu Island and rushed to Haoran City.

　　 Within a month, they rushed to Haoran City.

　　 Soon, they appeared on the bustling streets. The streets were full of people and traffic, and it was very lively.

　　 "Changming, you go find Fairy Qinglian, I will deal with those things."

　　 Han Debiao greeted Han Changming and walked towards another street.

　　 "Wait, Uncle Wu."

　　 Han Changming stopped Han Debiao, and Han Debiao stopped, his face full of confusion.

　　Han Changming pointed to a certain monk and said, “That’s Daoyou Tan. He runs around and has a wide network of contacts. You can sell some things to him, ask him for some news, and you may have unexpected gains.”

Han Debiao looked in the direction pointed by Han Changming and saw a man in blue shirt with a blessed figure. The man in blue shirt had round face and small eyes, and his face was kind, dressed like a rich native. The monk in the early stage of the famous Danjie was Tan Mingyu.

　　 I didn’t see him decades ago, and Tan Mingyu also entered the Dan-condensing period.

　　 Tan Mingyu said that he was a casual cultivator. Han Changming didn't believe it. He felt that Tan Mingyu might be a spy of a big power. He did business just to cover his identity. There are also members of the Han family who do this and are responsible for inquiring all kinds of news.

　　 Han Debiao understood, nodded, and walked towards another street.

　　 Han Changming strode towards Tan Mingyu and shouted: "Tan Daoyou, long time no see."

　　 Tan Mingyu looked along the source of the sound and saw Han Changming, with a sincere smile on his face, and warmly said, "Hu Daoyou, it's been a long time since we saw you, let's find a place to sit!"

　　Han Changming didn't refuse either. There were many friends and many paths, and high-ranking monks like Tan Mingyu were trading around, and all forces were willing to make good friends.

　　 Half a quarter of an hour later, the two appeared in a box of a tea house, drinking tea and chatting.

　　 After a few cups of tea fell, the two chatted together.

　　 "Tan Daoyou, are there any large-scale events or celebrations recently?"

　　 Han Changming asked casually, as long as there are large-scale events or celebrations, there will be pill auctions. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 "The Sanjue real person refined a heavy treasure, held a treasure appraisal meeting, and put out a lot of magic treasure auctions. If you are interested, you can participate in it. The location is in Penglaifang."

　　 Tan Mingyu said enthusiastically.

　　 This is no secret, the news will reach Haoran City soon.

　　 "Appreciation Conference!"

　　 Han Changming's heart moved, Han Debiao, Han Daojing, and Ye Xin all lacked magic weapons, but they could participate in the Appreciation Conference and purchase magic weapons, but the most urgent task was to treat Han Zhangxiang.

　　 "Friend Hu, I heard that you are a Tier 3 alchemist? Can you sell me a few pills for improving mana?"

Tan Mingyu looked forward to it. He was indeed not an ordinary casual cultivator, but a peripheral person of a large force who was responsible for collecting all kinds of information. The business purpose was to cover his identity. He saved a lot of property by doing business, and then he could be promoted. Dan period.

There are many spies in Haoran City. After Tan Mingyu entered the alchemy phase, he naturally had a group of subordinates who were responsible for inquiring about information. Han Changming also deliberately let outsiders know that he was a Tier 3 alchemist, and Tan Mingyu also knew that Han Changming was a Tier 3 alchemist. .

　　 He knows that Han Changming calls himself surname Han. To him, Han Changming's surname is not important, what matters is whether Han Changming does business with him.

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