Han’s Immortal Path

He knew very well that it was very difficult to upgrade the refining technique to Tier 3, and because of this, the price of magic weapons remained high.

　　 With a one-handed move, the scarlet flying knife flew down on his hand. He checked the scarlet flying knife carefully, and he frowned when recalling the process of refining.

　　 It is not very clear in the refining device classics. For example, when tempering, adding the appropriate green soul powder, how much is this appropriate? It can only be explored through practice.

Take the bloodthirsty shark's teeth as an example. The quality of the teeth of the third-order bloodthirsty shark and the second-order bloodthirsty shark is very different, the tempering time is different, and the materials added are also different. The materials need to reach a balance.

Han Zhangxiang sighed lightly and put away the refining materials. He needs to consult a third-order refining master. It is not advisable to work behind closed doors. This is why high-level monks often hold gatherings to exchange ideas and learn from each other. With my teacher, this is the truth.

　　Opportunity is to rely on oneself to fight for, rather than wait and see.

　　Han Zhangxiang took out a cyan communication disk, punched in a magic trick, and said: "Chang Wu, how about Jin Huge recently? Are there any trade fairs?"

　　 "The business in the store is pretty good. Uncle Dao Xiu reported that there was an underground auction recently. It is said that there is a magic weapon auction."

There are many merchants in Haoran City. Some merchants hold regular underground auctions. Han Daoxiu has been in teahouses and restaurants all the year round, and he has made many foundation-building monks and has a wide range of news.

　　 Han Zhangxiang nodded and said: "I see, you are busy!"

　　 He took out the other communication board and contacted Han Daoxiu, asking him to come.

　　 Half an hour later, Han Daoxiu appeared in front of Han Zhangxiang, and he told what happened.

"Patriarch, the underground auction will be held tomorrow morning. Most of the participants are foundation-building monks, but there is a magic weapon auction. There should be alchemy monks to participate. The location is in the backyard of the Sihai Tea House. If you are interested, I will take you there. , It’s impossible to participate without referrals from acquaintances."

　　Han Zhangxiang nodded and said, "Okay, then the old man will go with you, hoping to get some good things."

Han Changming gave him two magic weapons, one attack and one defense. This is not enough. If you can take a Tier 3 puppet beast or a powerful talisman, you can improve his strength. In addition, if you can get the pill formation The spiritual things are also good.

　　 It's been more than two years since I went to the sea. This is the first time Han Zhangxiang has participated in an underground auction.

　　 "Yes, the patriarch."

When Han Daoxiu agreed, he suddenly remembered something and said: "Patriarch, I have heard about Haige. After listening to Haige and Qingyangmen holding a group for warmth, their united force is called Jinxia Island. Changming, they should be here. Jinxia Island, there are many forces like Jinxia Island, and they regularly trade in Haoran City."

　　 "Well, you pay more attention to the news on Jinxia Island, if only you can meet Changming and the others."

　　Han Zhangxiang was overjoyed, and finally learned the whereabouts of Han Changming and others, and his hanging heart could be let go.

　　 One day passed quickly.

　　 In the early morning, the sky was bright, and there were many monks walking around on the spacious street.

　　 Han Zhangxiang and Han Daoxiu appeared in a nine-story golden attic. The golden plaque above the doorway read the four big silver characters "Sihai Tea House".

　　 There are more than a dozen Qi-refining monks sitting in the lobby. They gather in twos and threes, drinking tea and chatting.

　　 The shopkeeper is a green-robed old man in his early fifties, with a goatee, his face is ruddy, and he looks very energetic.

　　 Han Daoxiu and Han Zhangxiang walked to the counter, and Han Daoxiu said to the old man in Qingpao: "The shopkeeper, I'm here to find someone. Is there a Taoist surnamed Lu who has reserved a private room?"

　　 "No, but a fellow Lin Taoist booked a private room."

　　 The face of the old man in the green robe was calm.

　　 "Friend of Lin Dao? But Lin Lu, friend of Dao Lin?"

　　 The green-robed old man's eyes flashed with surprise, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Exactly, Fellow Lin has been waiting for a long time, and the two seniors will come with me."

　　 They followed the green-robed old man to the backyard. There was a simple wooden house in the backyard. A burly middle-aged man stood outside the wooden house. Seeing his breath, he was obviously a monk in the middle of the foundation construction period.

The layout of the house is simple. Except for a few tables and chairs, there is nothing more. The old man in the green robe walked up to a wooden chair, turned it, and a piece of the floor was sunken, revealing a large hole, where you can see a blue stone step. Cyan stone steps spread along the ground.

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　　 "This is a hidden spirit shell, which can cover up the breath and mana fluctuations, and will be returned after the auction is over."

　　 The old man in the green robe took out two pale blue shells and handed them to Han Daoxiu and Han Zhangxiang.

　　 Han Daoxiu injected mana, the cyan shell sprayed a cyan mist, covering his whole body, even if he used spiritual vision to observe, he could not see the true face of Han Daoxiu.

　　Han Zhangxiang also injected mana into the cyan shell, spraying a cyan mist, covering his whole body.

　　 The old man in the green robe took the lead in walking in, and Han Zhangxiang and Han Daoxiu followed in.

　　 It didn't take long for them to appear in an underground cave with a large number of acres. The stone wall was inlaid with a large number of moonstones, emitting bursts of soft white light, illuminating the entire cave.

　　 There are faintly flashing runes on the stone wall, emitting a vague wave of restraint.

Right in front is a one-person cyan stone platform. Near the cyan stone platform are hundreds of cyan wooden chairs. Most of them are seated. These monks wear cloaks ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or masks, which are also useful It's really showing up, but the number is very small.

　　 They found two empty seats and sat down.

　　 There were cultivators coming in one after another, most of them were foundation-building cultivators, and there were not many alchemy cultivators.

A fat-eared man in a green robe caught Han Zhangxiang's attention. The man in the green robe has simple features, thin eyes, and the fat on his waist has fallen one layer. The muffled noise seemed to be unable to bear his weight.

　　 "Xiaoyao scattered people, it was this person."

　　 Han Zhangxiang's eyes flashed with surprise. Xiaoyao Sanren is a casual cultivator in the pill formation stage and a refiner. He has a good reputation in the open sea.

　　 There are many alchemy cultivators in the outer sea, and those who can be somewhat famous are not the general ones, at least Han Zhangxiang is not well-known and has no reputation.

　　 Half a quarter of an hour later, the auction hall was full, and some monks were standing.

　　Han Zhangxiang was a little surprised. There were only so many participants in an underground auction, let alone a large-scale auction.

　　 Accompanied by a melodious bell ringing, a beautiful figure flew down on the blue stone platform, she was a graceful young woman in a green skirt.

　　 "Welcome your seniors to participate in this auction. The concubine is fortunate to host the auction. The rules are the same as other auctions. The higher the price is, the bidding starts now."

　　 The young woman in the green skirt briefly introduced, took out five cyan porcelain vases, and said: "Five Jidan, which will be auctioned separately. The reserve price is 10,000 spiritual stones, and each increase shall not be less than 1,000."