Han’s Immortal Path

After more than a month, a blue ray of light appeared in the distant sky at a very fast speed.

Before long, the blue light stopped over an island covered by white clouds. Han Changming took out a square token with a gourd pattern on the front of the token.

A cyan light flew out, and disappeared in the thick white fog.

The next moment, the thick white fog rolled violently and slowly disappeared.

An island resembling a gourd appeared in Han Duanrong’s sight. The island was full of exotic flowers and weeds. A group of white cranes flew over the island. There were many buildings between the mountains and the mountains, and many monks’ houses were visible. Figure.

Han Duanrong's face was a little disappointed. She had seen many big islands in the open sea, and Huludao was really too small.

"Grandfather and grandmother, when I enter the Dan-condensing period, I must expand Huludao."

Han Duanrong said seriously, his eyes firm.

"Okay, grandfather is waiting for that day."

Han Changming smiled relievedly, and with a pinch of the tactics, the flying spirit shuttle rose sharply and flew into Hulu Island.

Back at the residence, Ye Xue took Han Duanrong down to rest. Han Changming came to a secluded blue tile courtyard and sent a sound transmission note.

After a while, the courtyard door opened, and Han Daobin walked out, his face flushed and his complexion was very good.

"Changming, why are you back, something happened outside the sea?"

Han Daobin asked nervously.

"No, our family has developed very well in the open sea, and Xueer and Benfu have also formed a pill, but our foundation building monks are too few. I will come back to select a group of tribesmen, increase training efforts, and cultivate a group of elite tribesmen. ."

Han Changming explained with a smile.

Han Daobin breathed a sigh of relief and invited Han Changming in, making tea to greet Han Changming.

The two chatted while drinking tea.

"Uncle Daobin, are there any good seedlings in the clan? The clan chief has repeatedly urged that quality not quantity is required."

Han Changming looked serious.

Han Daobin stroked his beard and pondered for a moment: "There are a few of them, Maofeng, Maoyao, and Maoyang are pretty good, especially the kid Maofeng, who has loved refining art since he was a child. He is already at the eighth level of Qi refining , You can refine first-order high-grade magical artifacts, and the success rate is relatively high."

Thanks to the hard work of Han Zhangxiang and others in the open sea, they regularly transported back a large amount of cultivation resources. Han Daobin encouraged childbirth, and the Han family's children were widely married with other Xiuxian families, firstly, they hoped to have a strong physique, and the second was to expand by means of marriage. In addition to the influence, the Han family also absorbs some casual cultivators. There are currently more than 800 Han family monks in the Inner Sea, and there are as many as 100 casual cultivators. Most of them intermarried with the Han family's children.

Han Maofeng is the grandson of Han Daobin. He has high hopes since he was a child. Han Maofeng has been interested in refining tools since he was a child. Han Daobin smashed a lot of spirit stones to train him. Han Maofeng also lived up to Han Daobin's expectations. The level of refining was relatively high.

Han Maoyao's thoughts are delicate and dare to fight and fight.

Han Maoyang has a firm heart and does not need to be urged by his elders. He often retreats and cultivates, and his personality is a bit withdrawn.

Han Daobin is more optimistic about the three of them, and none of Han Maofeng has built a foundation.

After hearing Han Daobin's introduction, Han Changming nodded, and asked about the situation in the clan, Han Daobin answered truthfully.

"It's not a coincidence that you came back. De Ling just retreats not long ago, otherwise you will be able to meet."

Han Daobin said with a smile.

"It's okay. When we come back this time, we will stay for a while, Uncle Daobin, you let Maofeng and the others come to the martial arts venue tomorrow morning. I have something to tell them."

Han Changming intends to take a look at the descendants of the family, and select a group of people from them to focus on training and enrich the middle-level power of the family.

Han Daobin nodded and said: "Okay, I will inform them, Changming, you have worked hard all the way, let's take a good rest! As for the Peculiar Insect Valley, I will send someone to help you build it."

Leaving Han Daobin's residence, Han Changming went to visit other clan elders. Some clan elders had already sat down. Han Changming offered incense to worship. Some clan elders were still alive. Han Changming accompanied them to chat.

The elders of these tribes are all of the "de" character. They are all Qi-refining cultivators. They failed to take advantage of the dividends of family development and failed to advance to the foundation building period. They hoped that Han Changming would help their descendants.

These clan elders have worked hard for the family all their lives and have not made any great contributions. There are many such clan members in the family. Most of them are mediocre, but they stick to their posts, do their jobs, and abide by the house rules. This is the biggest contribution. Han Changming is not good to face to face. Rejection can only be said to take care of their juniors as much as possible.

As the sky darkened, Han Changming returned to his residence to rest.

The next day, Chen Shi, Han Changming took Han Duanrong to the martial arts field.

More than 50 ethnic monks have been waiting for a long time. The youngest is seven years old and the oldest is seventeen years old.

More than fifty members of the tribe stood in line. A tall and thin young man in red stood at the forefront. The young man in red had good features and bright eyes. He was Han Maofeng.

Han Daobin stood aside, his expression serious.

"Grandson pays homage to the ancestors."

Han Maofeng bowed and saluted, and the others followed and said in unison: "Grandson sees the ancestor."

The oldest of these people is also the "Duan" character, and the youngest is the "Mao" character. It is normal for them to call Han Changming the ancestor.

Han Changming's kind eyes passed over Han Maofeng and others. He pointed to Han Duanrong and said, "This is my granddaughter Duanrong. From now on, she will study with you. You must supervise and encourage each other. The fairy road is long. Retreat, you must not slack in your cultivation, cultivation is for yourself, not for others, you know?"

"Grandson remembers the teachings of our ancestors"

Han Maofeng and others said in unison, their voices spread throughout the martial arts field.

Han Changming asked about their names, exercises, and interests. At first, they were somewhat restrained, but as time passed, they relaxed.

"Old ancestor, you are so knowledgeable, can you tell us about the interesting things in the world of immortality?"

Han Maofeng asked boldly.

"Tell you about the open sea! There are many interesting things there, such as a jellyfish that can change colors..."

Han Changming picked some interesting things and told Han Maofeng and others.

Han Maofeng and others have never left the red algae sea area, let alone the open sea. They listened with gusto.

This chat was just three hours, and Han Changming successfully aroused the curiosity of Han Maofeng and others towards the outside world.

He encouraged Han Maofeng and others to practice diligently in order to reach a broader world and see more scenery.

Three hours later, Han Maofeng and others returned to the school to study.

"Changming, I can't tell, you have a way to deal with these boys."

Han Daobin praised with a smile.

Han Changming smiled indifferently, and said: "It's nothing. They are all children after all. It's not very useful to tell them great principles. It's better to tell them something they are interested in and guide them to practice diligently."

In the next month, Han Changming went to the school every three to five to check the learning situation of his younger generations. As Han Daobin said, among this group of people, Han Maofeng, Han Maoyao, and Han Maoyang were better than others, and the others were more mediocre.

Han Duanrong has a cheerful personality, and he quickly became acquainted with other tribesmen.

In Qianyangyuan, Han Changming and Ye Xue sat in the stone pavilion and chatted.

"Husband, you can retreat with peace of mind! I will take care of Duan Rong."

Ye Xue said softly that she planned to refine the third-order talisman seal. Before they returned to the Inland Sea, they had collected a lot of materials. Ye Xue now needs a lot of practice to refine the third-order talisman seal, practice makes perfect.

Han Changming nodded, and said, "I may have been in retreat this time for a long time. Madam, you have bothered too much. If there is nothing to do, you should also retreat and practice! Cultivation is the root, and the third-order talismanic seals can't be refined. ."

"Got it, I understand."

Ye Xue obediently agreed.

Han Changming walked into the basement and took out the jade of spiritual eye.

Huludao’s spirit veins are only a third-tier low-grade, and there is absolutely no problem for three cultivators to cultivate, but with the jade of spiritual eyes in hand, Han Changming’s cultivation speed will be much faster.

The aura provided by a piece of jade of the spiritual eye is comparable to the aura provided by the fourth-order spiritual veins, and Han Changming intends to never leave the level if he does not advance to the late stage of the pill formation.

Han Changming sat on a yellow futon and started practicing. It didn't take long for him to close his eyes, and a large red-yellow glow appeared on his body.

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Off the sea, a desert island.

The sun is shining, there is no cloud, and the sea breeze is gusting.

A cyan seal with a cyan one-horned head fell on the beach. There was a huge blood hole in its abdomen. It was motionless. It had been dead for a long time, and its body was stinking.

A three-foot-old tortoise beast suddenly emerged from the sea and slowly moved towards the shore. It was a middle-grade tortoise beast of Tier 3.

Behind it, there are more than a dozen smaller turtles.

As soon as they landed, Tier 3 Tortoise Beast suddenly spouted a dozen two-fingered silver lightning bolts, hitting the surroundings.

Rumble!

A huge roar sounded, and there were several huge pits on the ground. This was a tentative attack by the monster beast, just to see if there were any monks.

After a while, no monk showed up, and these turtles crawled towards the blue seal one after another.

As soon as they approached the blue seal, before they had time to enjoy the food, the ground shook violently, and countless yellow gravels flew up and flew in the wind.

A dozen yellow sand walls more than 100 feet high suddenly appeared on the beach, besieging more than a dozen green turtle beasts.

The third-order tortoise beast made a deep neighing sound, and spewed a silver lightning with the thick of an adult's arm, hitting a yellow sand wall, and other tortoise beasts followed suit.

After the rumbling noise, more than a dozen yellow sand walls burst open one after another, and smoke billowed.

There was a sound of breaking wind, and the smoke quickly dissipated. A shining red giant stick fell from the sky. After a blur, heavy stick shadows swept out, like a towering mountain, falling from the sky and hitting the Tier 3 turtle beast.

The third-order turtle beast sprayed dozens of silver lightning, facing the shadow of the heavy stick, and at the same time retracted its head and limbs into the tortoise shell.

The silver lightning was like paper paste, shattered by heavy stick shadows, heavy spear shadows hit the tortoise shell of the turtle, and there was a muffled noise.

More than a dozen monks drilled out of the ground, it was Han Benyong and others.

There are abundant resources of monsters in the open sea. Han Debiao led his tribe to hunt down monsters. It took them two months to discover the traces of a group of turtles and turtles. It took seven days for them to show up.

"You control the formation, trap them, and leave the rest to me."

Han Debiao ordered, holding a broken spirit stick and rushed towards the turtle beast.

To deal with Tier 3 monsters, low-level cultivators can only control the formation, and their attacks will hardly hurt the turtle beasts.

The Dali Golden-backed Ape let out a roar of excitement and followed.

Han Benyong and others entered the battlefield one after another. The ground shook violently, and a huge sand wall of three hundred feet long and fifty feet high broke through the ground, blocking the tortoise beast's retreat.

Han Debiao and Dali Golden-backed Ape rushed into the tortoise-turtle group. Han Debiao dealt with the third-order tortoise-turtle beast, and the Dali Golden-backed ape was responsible for dealing with the tortoise-turtle beast below the third order.

Roar!

Along with a low roar, hundreds of silver lightning went straight to Han Debiao and Dali Golden-backed Ape.

A thick suffocating aura emerged from Han Debiao's body. After a violent roll, he turned into a thick black armor. He turned the broken spirit stick and transformed into heavy stick shadows, forming an airtight wall of wind.

Rumble!

Hundreds of silver lightning struck the wind wall one after another, and were shattered by the powerful air current.

The sea-cracking glove worn by Han Debiao burst into a dazzling red light, slammed into the void, and dense red fist shadows flew out, hitting the shell of the third-order turtle beast one after another.

A huge explosion sounded, the tortoise shell of the third-order tortoise beast sank, and its huge body sank into the sandpit.

A thick giant stick hugged by two people fell from the sky and hit the Tier 3 turtle beast with a powerful force of thunder.

With a muffled sound, the shell of the tortoise beast was smashed to pieces by the giant stick, and the tortoise beast's head was hit by the giant stick, and suddenly burst open.

On the other side, the vigorous golden-backed ape ejected a golden sound wave, shattering the internal organs of the low-level turtle beast, keeping the turtle shell intact.

Han Benyong and the others looked at each other and showed awe at the same time. They all knew that Han Debiao was very strong. They didn't expect Han Debiao to be so brave to easily kill a Tier 3 middle-grade tortoise and turtle. It is worthy of a physical repair during the period of alchemy.

"Clean up the battlefield, prepare to leave here and return to Ziyue Island."

Han Debiao ordered, Han Benyong and others hurriedly stepped forward to clean the battlefield.

Han Benyong found that the inner alchemy of the third-order turtle beast was broken ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the turtle shell was also torn apart, and its value plummeted.

"Uncle Wu, if you don't use your best effort, the corpses of Tier 3 turtle beasts can sell more spirit stones."

Han Benyong said cautiously.

"Stupid, the lion fights the rabbit, still trying your best. How do you know that the monsters are not mutant monsters? How can you be sure that they have no special magical powers? , Instead of worrying about the gains and losses of money, either don’t make a move or don’t keep it. Retaining it is the most stupid behavior."

Han Debiao's face was stern, and he scolded unceremoniously.

He hunted monsters, and the corpses of monsters were rarely well preserved, which is why he followed this principle.

"Either you don't take it, or you don't keep it, I remember, Uncle Wu."

Han Benyong nodded thoughtfully.

After dealing with the corpses of the monster beast, Han Debiao took them out of here.