Han’s Immortal Path

　　 Within a quarter of an hour, there was a slight knock on the door, and Han Changshuo personally opened the door and invited two men and a middle-aged beautiful woman in.

　　 An old man in his early fifties with a red face and a mustache, a short and fat old man in a yellow robe and a young woman in a green skirt in his early thirties.

　　 "Senior Liu, Senior Sun, Senior Yang, let me introduce to you, this is my ninth brother, and he is also an alchemist."

　　 Han Changshuo pointed to Han Changming and introduced.

　　Han Changming punched the three of them, and said politely: "In the next, Han Changming, I have met three fellow Taoists."

　　 "Han Changming, it turns out your Excellency is Han Changming, what a young man!"

　　 The yellow-robed old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.

　　 The old man in red robe and the young woman in green skirt just nodded without saying anything.

　　 They didn't know Han Changming, so naturally they couldn't be more enthusiastic.

　　After a few simple greetings, Han Changming picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "I heard that the second brother said that the alchemy level of a few fellow Taoists is extremely high, and they have given him a lot of guidance. Han Mou respects you all."

　　 To be honest, these three people's alchemy level is not high, they just became the second-tier low-rank alchemist, many immortals will learn a skill when they enter the base-building period, and they will concentrate on practicing before entering the base-building period.

　　Han Changming was in the middle stage of foundation construction. They were very comfortable with this flattering, and the three of them hurriedly responded.

　　 "Friend Daoist Han, what kind of second-order pill will you refine?"

　　 The yellow robe old man took a bite of the food and asked casually.

　　 "I haven't yet been able to refine the second-order pill, and I'm about to ask some fellow Taoists for advice."

　　 Han Changming said politely.

　　 After hearing this, the three nodded without saying anything.

　　 The realm of cultivating immortals is respected by strength, and other circles are the same. Only when he has the ability can he be respected by others. Han Changming is good at fighting, but he is not good at alchemy. If he wants to get the approval of the second-order alchemist, he needs to show his true ability.

　　 Han Changming doesn't know how to refine Tier 2 pills, and he doesn't want to pretend to understand, that's unnecessary.

"This time the Heavenly Pill Sect held the Heavenly Pill Conference. I heard that many Tier 2 alchemists would gather together to exchange their alchemy experience and exchange things by the way. Mr. Han brought something and wanted to exchange it with three Taoists, three. What do you think of fellow Taoists?"

　　 Alchemists want to obtain elixir and demon pills, most of them go to the store to buy them, and sometimes they exchange them with others.

　　 "No problem, Sun is thinking of suggesting an exchange!"

　　 They took out Breitling Elixir or Tier 2 Demon Pill to exchange with Han Changming, and Han Changming also took out the Breitling Elixir or Tier 2 Demon Pill.

No one is stupid and will not rush to come up with real good things. Han Changming didn't hold much hope. He was asking for directions. These three Tier 2 alchemists are locals. There must be channels to contact other alchemists. Han Changming is hope. Melt into the circle of alchemists and exchange things.

　　 He exchanged two hundred-year-old elixir, and he didn't lose money. It was a good sign.

　　 "Daoist Han, Xu Xianzi of Tiandanzong held an exchange meeting tomorrow night. Many daoists participated in the exchange of alchemy experience and items. If you are interested, you can go to the meeting. The location is Laixianlou."

　　 Han Changming smiled and agreed.

　　 In the next time, they changed their cups and exchanged elixir. Everyone got closer together. They talked about the refining of Tier 2 pill. They didn't talk much, but Han Changming got some inspiration.

　　 An hour later, the banquet dispersed, and the five people went back to their homes.

　　 "Nine brothers, you don't come to Shark Square often, let me take you around!"

　　 Han Changming nodded and agreed.

　　 went in a hurry last time, he really didn't have time to stroll around.

　　 The layout of Sharkfang City is similar to that of Qingbiefang City. Because of the Tiandan Conference, there are many monks on the street and there is a flow of people.

　　 Half an hour later, they came to a huge bluestone square with a large number of small stalls.

　　By the way, Han Changming has been to many shops, but he hasn't found any mistakes yet.

The square where casual repairs are set up is a mixture of fish and dragons. Everyone has them. There are many different things. If you have enough eyesight, you may be able to buy good things. If you have poor eyesight, I am afraid you will lose. I can become a lucky person and find good things.

　　 There are various things on the booth, including talisman seals, magical instruments, pill, alchemy materials and so on.

　　 Suddenly, there was a stir from the spirit beast bag on Han Changming's waist.

　　 Han Changming's eyes flashed with surprise and stopped.

　　 There is a small stall in front of him. The owner of the stall is a middle-aged man in his thirties.

　　 were placed on the booth with some refining materials, several potions of more than ten years old, and a few pieces of spiritual wood.

　　 Han Changming squatted down, his eyes fell on a purple bead with the size of a fingernail.

　　 The purple round beads are crystal clear and look like some kind of spar.

　　 "How can I sell this biyang wood?"

　　 Han Changming pointed at a cyan spiritual wood next to the purple ball and asked casually.

　　 "Predecessors have good eyesight. This Biyang wood has been around for a hundred years. It is a little too small. It is not a problem to use it to refine a second-order artifact. How about a hundred spiritual stones?"

　　 "Your biling wood is too small. It can be used to refine two darts at most. It can only be refined twice. One hundred yuan is too expensive, plus these two things are almost the same."

　　 Han Changming pointed to the purple round bead and a piece of ore, bargaining.

　　 "Senior joked, we are a small business, so, if you add 30 spiritual stones, these three things will belong to you."

　　 Han Changming shook his head, and said, "One hundred and thirty yuan is too much, but one hundred and two are almost the same."

　　 "I'm out of one hundred and five, I want all these three things."

　　 A cyan storage bag fell from the sky and landed in front of the stall owner.

　　 A woman's voice like a silver bell rang, and a fragrant wind drifted into Han Changming's nose.

　　 Han Chang frowned, and said without raising his head: "There is a first-come-last-come in everything. I am interested in these three things, and I didn't say not to buy it."

　　 Han Changshuo took out one hundred and thirty spiritual stones with interest and handed them to the stall owner.

　　 Han Changming reached out and grabbed the purple ball. An embroidered shoe rushed in front of Han Changming. He stepped on the purple ball. Han Changming pressed his palm on the embroidered shoe and looked up behind him.

　　 A red skirt girl in her early twenties stood behind him. The girl had exquisite features, white skin, and a hot figure. The small half of her **** were exposed, which fascinated people's imagination. She has beautiful eyes and amorous feelings.

　　 "I have already paid, fairy, please take your feet back."

　　Han Changming's tone is calm, he doesn't want to cause trouble, it doesn't mean he is afraid of trouble.

　　 "The joke, I paid the money first, and the higher the price is. Have you never heard of this sentence?" The red skirt girl sneered.

　　 She looked at the middle-aged man, her eyes flashed a red light, and she smiled and asked, "I pay first, and the things belong to me, right?"

　　 The middle-aged man's gaze was dull, and he nodded and said, "Yes, it belongs to you."

　　 "Illusion? Daoist casts illusion on a junior, what is this?"

　　 Han Changming was unmoved, holding on to the feet of the woman in the red dress.

　　 The girl in the red skirt looked cold, and said, "What? Dao friends want to learn from each other? Let's find a place to learn from each other. Who wins and who belongs to the things."

　　 "I'm not interested. If you don't stop your feet, please don't blame me for being polite."

　　 Han Changming forcefully lifted the girl's right foot in the red dress, and grabbed the purple ball like lightning.

　　 The girl in the red skirt didn't expect Han Changming to be like this. She couldn't stand firmly and fell towards Han Changming.

　　 Han Changming instinctively moved forward to catch the girl in the red dress, um, very soft and very big.

　　 The red dress girl’s cheeks were suddenly covered with red clouds, she hurriedly stood up, gritted her teeth and said: "Looky ruffian, you are bold."

　　 Her right hand slapped Han Changming. She wanted to slap Han Changming, but Han Changming held her right hand tightly.

　　 "Fairy, you asked for this, you can't blame me."

　　 The girl in the red dress flicked her wrist, and the hand bell on her hand made a crisp jingle. Her eyes lit up with red lights. When Han Changming met the gaze of the girl in the red dress, he only felt that the sky was spinning.

　　 He suddenly appeared in a spacious hall, hugging left and right, and a group of young and beautiful women danced in front of him.

　　 These women have a hot body, wearing a thin gauze that can't hide their plump body, or they are shy, but also bold and passionate, or gentle as water, with a variety of amorous feelings, which is fascinating.

　　 The two women on the left and right of Han Changming are beautiful and beautiful. One of them holds wine and the other holds Lingguo to feed Han Changming.

　　 Seeing this scene, Han Changming couldn't help but get a little worried, after all, he is a young man.

　　 At this moment, a shocking man's voice suddenly sounded.

　　 Han Changming only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the beauties around him disappeared. He was in a cold sweat, afraid to look at the eyes of the girl in the red dress.

Before that, he thought that the girl in the red skirt was performing Ecstasy on the middle-aged man. Ecstasy should be useless to him. He didn’t expect that he would easily fall into the illusion. This woman is too terrifying and definitely not ordinary. Foundation building monk.

　　 At this time, the girl in the red skirt was standing not far away, glaring at her. Opposite her, there was a young man in a silver shirt in her early twenties standing.

　　The young man in silver shirt is tall, with a white jade face, a silver flying sword on his back, and a white folding fan in his hand. He looks like a young man.

　　 "You dare to ruin my good deeds! Do you really think grandma is afraid of you?"

　　 The girl in the red skirt looked cold, and said coldly.

　　 "The fairy joked, but I didn't say that in the next section, but this is the Fangshi. If you have any grievances with this fellow Taoist, you can resolve it outside. The Fairy is for the cultivators to trade and rest."

　　 The silver shirt youth said neither humble nor arrogant, his face calm.

　　 The girl in the red skirt became angry when her face was cold, her ears moved, and it was obvious that someone was transmitting her voice.

　　 "Forget it, I won't care about you this time. Next time, you won't be so lucky."

　　 The girl in the red skirt gave Han Changming a fierce look, stomped her foot, and left angrily.

　　 Han Changming let out a sigh of relief. He stood up, and the young man in a silver shirt bowed his hand, and said gratefully: "Now, Han Changming, thank you fellow Daoist for your help. I don't know how you call your friend?"

　　The young man in silver shirt had a cultivation base in the later stage of foundation building. Judging from his dress and conversation, it is obviously not an ordinary foundation building monk.

　　 He has been cultivating to the late stage of foundation building when he was in his twenties. Such people are rare in the red algae sea.

　　 "Under Ye Tonghua, Fellow Daoist Han is welcome, it's nothing more than a simple effort."

　　 The young man in silver shirt said with a smile.

　　 "Anyway, if it weren't for the help of the daoists, you would have made a fool of yourself in the public. There is a teahouse in front of you. I wonder if it is convenient for Daoyou Ye to move?"

　　 Han Changming punched Ye Tonghua and said politely.

　　 "Friend Daoist Han's good intentions, I have learned from my heart, there are other things to deal with in the next, let's say goodbye."

　　 Ye Tonghua tactfully refused and left.

　　 Han Changming looked at Ye Tonghua's leaving back, with an interested look on his face.

　　 "Second brother, you have been in Shark Square for so long, do you know this person? Or have you heard of it?"

Han Changshuo recalled it carefully, shook his head, and said: "There are not many famous sword repairs in the base-building period in the Qingli Sea. I don't remember any sword repairer in the base-building period that matches this person's situation. Maybe it is a cultivator in other seas. The Tiandan Conference is a grand event held by the Tiandanzong. In addition to the alchemist exchange meeting, there will also be auctions to auction various immortal cultivation resources. It is said that there is a magic treasure auction, the scale is twice as large as the previous auctions, and there are many immortal cultivation. The person came here specially to participate in this auction."

　　 Han Changming nodded, he knew this situation a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't come all the way.

　　 At this time, the middle-aged man also recovered. Han Changming collected the three materials and walked forward with Han Changshuo.

　　 Half an hour later, Han Changming broke up with Han Changshuo and went back to each house.

　　 Ye Xin went out, not in the store.

Han Changming took out the purple round bead and watched it carefully. He couldn't see what the purple round bead was. There was a stir from the spirit beast bag. It flew out immediately, with an excitement hissing in its mouth. It wanted to swallow the purple bead. It seemed that the purple circle was highly poisonous, but he had never heard of it. This is normal. Immortal world It's huge, with a vast land and abundant resources, and a lot of strange materials. It is impossible to record all the classics of the Han family.

　　 Before figuring out the origin of this purple round bead, Han Changming didn't plan to give it to Amethyst Flying Scorpio. In case it was the third-order refining material, it would be too wasteful to swallow it.

　　 He fed dozens of first-order high-grade monster spirits to Amethyst Flying Scorpio, and took them back into the spirit beast bag.

　　 Amethyst Flying Scorpio was somewhat resisted, Han Changming calmed down for a while before it was willing to return to the beast bag, which made Han Changming more curious about the origin of the purple beads.

　　 After a while, Ye Xin came back with a deep joy on her face.

　　 "Husband, what do you think I got?"

　　 Ye Xin took out a blue wooden box and handed it to Han Changming.

　　 Han Changming opened it, and inside was a purple ball with the size of a fist.

"This is······"

Ye Xin smiled slightly and explained: "Purple fistula beads, this is the excrement of the worm, purple fistula, which is highly toxic. Strictly speaking, it is a highly toxic material for refining. Is an amethyst flying Scorpio? It will definitely like it."

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