The Second Immortal Road

Entering the Cangshu Pavilion, Han Ming wandered around and found that Duanmu hadn't come back. The Cangshu Pavilion had been in a closed state. Han Ming was speechless. This Duanmu regarded the Cangshu Pavilion as a trifle. Turn it off!

　　 reinvigorated the prohibition of the library, Han Ming plunged into his underground stone room, closed the door and sat on the stone bed, and at the same time pulled the storage bag around his waist into his hands!

　　 During this trip to the Stone Mountain, all the best spiritual treasures were taken away by Qiao Yushan, a monk in the Dan stage, and he and Chu Qiu were picking up things in the back, and it was a lot!

　　 Chu Qiu harvested two key materials from the corpses of the monster beasts, and completely made up for the loss of ruining the magic weapon. After converting it, he could earn a lot of spirit stones.

　　 Han Ming made some calculations, but found that his harvest was no worse than Chu Qiu's foundation-building cultivator. After careful calculation, it might be more profitable than her.

　　 There are a lot of things that Qiao Yu's shirt can't see in the attic in the lake. It is said that some essence is gone, or the material is decayed, and it is of no use. When it is sold, it can't sell more than a hundred spirit stones.

　　 Han Ming is relatively short of spirit stones, even if it is only worth a piece of spirit stone, he will not hesitate to put it in the storage bag, not to mention the value of these items is far more than two spirit stones.

　　 Han Ming conservatively estimated that the objects discarded by Qiao Yu's shirt, if folded, are worth seven or eight hundred spiritual stones. This is a high-grade spiritual tool!

　　 "The main harvest is not those futons and minerals, but these spirit grasses!" Han Ming held a jade box and looked at it with a smile.

"The two of Ge Xu picked up the spirit grass, but they made me a wedding dress! If Shishu Chu and Master Qiao knew that there was a thousand-year spirit grass in the storage bags of the two little Qi training monks Ge Xu, And eight herbs that are more than six hundred years old, I’m afraid it’s impossible to let me, this thousand-year-old spirit grass has always been priceless!" Han Ming opened the jade box, and there was a ash lying quietly inside. Plants with black roots.

"Just like this one thousand-year-old black essence roots can be exchanged for a superb spiritual weapon. This is still a conservative estimate. Old medicine with a long medicine age!" Han Ming's face is full of smiles, looking at the plants in this jade box are all colors of love.

　　 Smiling and looking at the herbal medicine in his hand for two or three quarters of an hour, Han Ming carefully closed the jade box and retracted the storage bag. Then he waved his hand and took out a milky white boat that was one foot long.

　　 This small boat looks quite extraordinary, the whole body is white and flawless, there is no trace of impurities, it is like a whole piece of milky white jade carved, lifelike.

　　 The only regret is that the small boat is full of cracks, densely packed, one after another, from the bow to the stern, without exception.

"It's a pity. I have always wanted a better flying magic weapon. Say goodbye to the Qingye magic weapon that was half dead in flight. Now I have this spirit boat magic weapon, but it's broken like this. I know it won't take long. , I can’t forcefully urge it, otherwise it’s very likely to disintegrate, and I don’t know where the monk surnamed Ge got it from!"

Han Ming shook his head with his cheeks in his mind. He couldn't help but think of the scene where Brother Ge sent this spirit boat and chasing a black demon wolf a few years ago. At that time, there were not so many cracks on the spirit boat. Now But the whole is all over, giving people an illusion that they can be disintegrated at any time!

　　 "Hey, Lingwuzhou, where did you get it!" A sound came directly into Han Ming's ears, immediately making him clever.

　　 Han Ming raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Shimen Shimen, only to find that the heavy Shimen slowly opened. Duanmu's hands were behind him, his small eyes narrowed, and he looked at the white flying boat in Han Ming's hands!

　　 "When did the master return and the disciples did not go out to meet him, it is really a sin." Han Ming hurriedly stepped forward and looked respectful.

For Duanmu’s sudden appearance, Han Ming felt bitter. He didn’t know if Duanmu saw the Millennium Spirit Grass he took out. There is a role, it is difficult to guarantee that Duanmu, the master of the foundation building period, will not be tempted!

　　 "I just arrived, I only saw your boat, nothing else!" Duanmu squinted his small eyes, looking at Han Ming with a smile.

　　 Seeing Duanmu's expression, Han Ming's heart suddenly became more bitter. It seems that Duanmu has seen everything. After hesitating, he touched the storage bag, and he took three or four jade boxes into his hands.

　　 "Master Qi, this is..."

"What is this? I don’t care about it. You take your own chances and don’t take them out. I am a little concerned about where your boat came from. Why do I feel a bit familiar!" Duanmu interrupted Han with a wave of his hand. At the same time, he pushed Han Ming's outstretched hand back.

The jade box given by 　　 was returned. Han Ming was shocked. Didn’t Duanmu know that the jade box was filled with vintage herbs? Why didn’t he care so he just pushed it back!

　　Although he was puzzled in his heart, Han Ming still did not dare to neglect, and immediately replied respectfully: "This spirit boat was picked up by the disciple from the corpse of a monk surnamed Ge, and it was only obtained. I don't know much about it!"

"Surname Ge! That's it. As a teacher, I used to use this spirit boat. The monk named Ge might be the descendant of my old acquaintance, but I didn’t expect this spirit boat. Damaged to this level, it can't be of much use at all. You must know that the spirit fog boat was not under the speed of the cultivators in the early stage of the formation of alchemy when the spirit fog boat was driven at full force!" Duanmu squinted his small eyes and stared at the compact. White spirit boat.

　　 "This Spirit Mist Boat is actually something that the master has known from the past, then this Spirit Mist Boat is handed over to the teacher..."

　　 "Huh, who are you as a teacher, I want you to be a disciple to give this, give this all day long!" Duan Mu Xiao frowned, and even directly scolded Han Ming.

　　 "Master forgive the sin, the disciple is stupid and offends Master, please master to punish him!" Seeing Duanmu, Han Ming straight down his face, and immediately bent over to apologize.

　　 "Let's do this less in the future. I don't need anything as a teacher. You don't need to worry about it. I am not asking for something and accepting you as a disciple!" Seeing Han Ming's look of sincerity and fear, Duan Mu Xiao's expression softened a bit!

　　 "Yes." Han Ming repeatedly agreed.

"Give me the spirit boat, let me see if I can help you repair it. Such a good flying spirit weapon, if it is broken like this, it would be a pity." With a wave of his hand, Duan Mu Xiao pulled the milky white spirit boat into his hand. Divine consciousness invaded it~www.novelmt.com~ I looked carefully!

Duan Mu Xiao put the milky white spirit boat in front of his eyes and looked carefully. At first, his expression was as usual and quite indifferent, but suddenly there was a soft voice, and then he did not hesitate to use his hands to crush the white spirit boat. , Four scattered on the ground.

　　 Han Ming slapped his tongue slightly. What happened to his Duanmu Master? The last moment he said he would help him repair the milky white spirit boat, the next moment he would directly crush the spirit boat completely, and he could no longer use it.

"The master trainer who cast this spirit boat at the beginning was really a wonderful person. He left all the refining methods of the spirit boat inside the spirit boat. The spirit boat is not broken, and the casting method will not appear!" Duan Mu Xiao pinched Looking at a small fragment, there was an unexpected look in his eyes.

"Since there is this casting method, there is no need to repair it. I will directly give this casting method to your Uncle Qiao, and let her recreate one!" The fragments were put away, and then he said indifferently.

　　 "Uncle Qiao is the cultivation base of Pill Formation, is that okay!" Han Ming asked weakly.

"Hmph, what's wrong, she got such a great benefit from you, what's wrong with building a spiritual boat, and you think one spiritual boat is enough? If the compensation she gives you does not satisfy me, It is to cast a spell to tell Uncle Xie, even the elder too, to ask for justice!" Duanmu snorted twice.

　　 Han Ming was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that the rumors outside were true! His master is really a descendant of the Supreme Elder of the Zongmen, why else would he be so confident!

But after thinking about it, Han Ming felt that his master was 80% bragging, and he could only bluff his little disciple in this period of training here. You must know that his master was there when we first met. Uncle Li always nodded and bowed in front of him!