Along the steps of the majestic shore, a few people walked towards the mountain. It is daytime. Xu Han can see clearly that the buildings on both sides are magnificent and each one is like a piece of art.
"Xu Han, why did he help us? We almost killed him last time." The prodigal son looked at Mu Fenghua's leaving back, and said in doubt.
The few people have already feuded, but now they are in the base camp of the Qingguang Temple, and this Mu Fenghua's performance makes the two of them suspicious.
"It shouldn't be that simple, but since he doesn't announce it, we have nothing to be afraid of?" Xu Han looked at the figure of the news, and said softly.
"Humph! That's right, I'm afraid he's a bird." The prodigal son said softly while looking at the disappeared people.
After being promoted to the inner disciple, the salary is really different from that of the outer disciple. The simplest thing is that in terms of accommodation, it is no longer that several people live in the same courtyard, but each person is a separate courtyard, and the distance between the courtyards is also different. Far away, and will not bother each other.
After all, being promoted to an inner disciple is either the strength of the Nine Channels Quantong in the later stage of the Lingtong Realm, or the strength of the warrior of the Linghai Realm, and cultivation definitely requires a quiet environment.
A separate yard, not easily disturbed, can have a better cultivation environment.
What's more important is that for inner disciples, they can receive one middle-grade spirit stone every three months. When they are just promoted, each person has given four middle-grade spirit stones for cultivation.
For the warriors of the Lingtong Realm, the middle-grade Lingshi has been cultivated for a long time, but for a long time, Xu Han Linghai could not absorb the spiritual energy, and the spiritual stones in the Najie had already been stored a lot.
In the Sword Ruins, many warriors were killed, and the collections of those warriors who were swallowed by the purple feathers were all in Xu Han's hands.
And the practice martial arts in the Qingguang Palace had been given all, Xu Han's eyes swept away, that complete martial arts was actually a Xuan-level high-rank martial arts, not the middle-rank Xuan-level that he had just seen.
Xu Han looked at the two Wang Fang who had rushed into his courtyard happily, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he turned and walked towards his residence.
"It's really nowhere to find a place to break through the iron boots. It takes no effort to get it. I didn't expect you to come to the Azure Light Hall." Mu Fenghua murmured while pushing away the two Linghai Realm disciples.
The scene on the Rocky Mountain that day was vivid in Mu Fenghua's heart. He, who was strong in the middle of the spirit sea realm, was beaten by the young man and fled.
The solid wood Fenghua also suspected that Xu Han had something to do with the man who wiped out the Rocky Mountains, but now Xu Han is a disciple of the Qingguang Temple, not everyone can slander it, and three of the five people have lost their lives. There is no evidence.
The most taboo of the powerful sects is the killing of their disciples. Without complete evidence, Mu Fenghua didn't dare to talk nonsense. After all, it was just a guess in his own heart.
And the most important thing is that Mu Fenghua didn't want people to know that he had fled in the hands of the young man carrying the sword.
As the strength of the middle spirit sea realm, it is actually not an opponent of a warrior younger than his own. The five warriors with the strength of the spirit sea realm were killed and fled by the two behind them.
If this is spread in the Qingguang Temple, what kind of face does his Mu Fenghua have, isn't this laughable and generous
All the thoughts were just speculation, and if Xu Han and the two were related to the mysterious man who wiped out the Rocky Mountains, how could they have the courage to run to the base camp of the Qingguang Temple.
Even if the disciples in the door have grievances, if there is no full evidence, they dare not report to the Lord, so they have to deal with it privately, and they dare not put it on the bright side.
"Hmph! There will be good-looking ones from you later." Mu Fenghua looked at the distance and said bitterly.
After being promoted to Inner Sect disciple, not only the martial arts, but also the spirit stone, every teenager rushed into his house with excitement, working hard, looking forward to opening up the spirit sea and breaking through to the spirit sea realm soon.
After Xu Han was promoted to an Inner Sect disciple, he didn't have anything special for a few days, but Xu Hanjue's cultivation place for Inner Sect disciples was much richer than that under the mountain.
Feeling the pure aura in the air, Xu Han sighed in a pity that Linghai could not absorb the aura, no matter how good a place to practice, it would be of no use to him.
Because of the strong spiritual energy in the air, the prodigal son has also entered the cultivation process. After all, after being promoted to the inner disciple, he will cultivate in addition to cultivation.
Only because of Linghai's reasons, Xu Han just walked around without incident, but even the inner sect disciple, there were several places that he couldn't set foot in.
One is the main hall of the Qingguang Temple. There is no call from the hall master, and people below the elders are not allowed to enter at will. The other is the back mountain of the Qingguang Temple. Xu Han was warned by a divine mind before he approached.
Xu Han had doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to step forward, so he had to write down a few places secretly, waiting for the next dark day to come and investigate.
In the inner sect, every warrior is immersed in cultivating, how can he wander around like Xu Han, after all, even if he is promoted to the inner sect disciple, the resources are still limited. If you want to use it, you must first give it to those powerful disciples, and the strength is weak. The allocated resources are much less.
In the world where the weak and the strong eat, everything speaks with strength, and every inner disciple in the later stage of the Lingtong Realm is rushing towards the Linghai Realm.
Xu Han sat in her arms, thinking about when to check for the news again, suddenly a loud shout rang out from outside the door, directly awakening Xu Han.
"Xu Han!"
Xu Han was puzzled in his heart and pushed the door out, but saw a dark young man in rash costume standing in the distance, his eyes staring at Xu Han who was going out.
Lingtong Realm strength!
Xu Han's eyes swept away, and he saw the strength of the boy, but questioned: "What's the matter with you?"
The voice was full of peace, and he didn't care about the heat in the young man's eyes.
The prodigal son who was not far away was also awakened by that loud yell. He fought against the big sword in his hand and looked at the door. Seeing that the young man's strength was able to reach the realm, his face was full of carelessness.
"I heard that you are strong, I came here to ask for advice." The reckless boy said in a hand.
The voice was full of arrogance, and there was no hint of asking for advice. It seemed to be teaching Xu Han.
The disciples in the Blue Light Palace can still fight privately, as long as there are no casualties. After all, the people under the sect can not only encourage the disciples to strengthen their cultivation, but also put pressure on all the warriors in the hall.
"It's boring!" Xu Han looked at the talented young man, a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth. After speaking, he didn't care about the young man, turned and walked towards the house.
Where did this young man hear that he was strong, and he came to challenge him. Is it Mu Fenghua? For Xu Han, a martial artist who can communicate with each other, isn't his strength too weak? I simply can't raise my interest.
Will he not know his own strength? Even the ordinary spirit sea realm early martial artist is nothing more than scum in his own hands, not to mention the Lingtong realm warrior.
"Bastard!" The reckless young boy yelled loudly, rushing towards Xu Han with vigor.
The Lingtong realm has all nine channels, and it is only one step away to step into the strength of the Linghai realm. This young man who is as old as his own, actually did not put himself in his heart at all.
After a few breaths, the figure of the young man was approaching Xu Han. Seeing him still running towards the room, a trace of cruelty flashed across his face.
"Huh!" The prodigal son looked at the boy who was rushing forward, with a soft snort in his nose, and a hint of playfulness flashed across his face.
"Get out!" Looking at the figure rushing behind him, Xu Han turned around and let out a burst of shouts, and blasted his fist towards the hitting palm.
Seeing Xu Han who suddenly turned around, the young man in a reckless disguise has a hideous look on his face, and the aura inside his body gathers toward his right palm, hitting Xu Han's fist heavily.
A scream crossed the sky, and the figure of the reckless young man threw it toward the path at a faster speed, and the blood sprinkled all the way.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the body was thrown away, directly hitting the opposite house.
The dark face was full of horror, and the entire right arm bone spit out from behind his shoulders, and a faint fist mark appeared on his chest.
"How is it possible? How is it possible?" The boy lying in the ruins murmured, his voice full of unbelief.
If he was defeated so easily, he was defeated by the young man with just one move.
In a short moment, Xu Han not only fisted back the boy's palm, but also quickly punched his chest. It was this punch that directly blasted the boy into the air.
Fortunately, Xu Han didn't try his best, otherwise that sharp punch could directly penetrate the boy and kill him instantly.
The martial artist who was cultivating in the room was suddenly awakened and flew out, just about to yell. He could see the miserable figure in the ruins, his eyes glanced at Xu Han in the distance, and he did not dare to show any disrespect.
This reckless teenager, he knew, was not much different from his own strength in the later stage of the Lingtong Realm, but it was so miserable, how terrifying the strength of the teenager opposite.
Without a word, he turned around and ran towards the distance.
Xu Han glanced at the young man in the ruins, his face did not change at all, and he turned and walked towards the room.
Seeing the unexpected ending, the prodigal son stretched out, then went back to the room to practice.
The warriors who were awakened by the sound of battle ran out one by one, but after seeing the young man lying in the gravel, there was a flash of shock on his face.
Looking at Xu Han's courtyard involuntarily, they remembered that the owner of this house was just a newcomer who had just been promoted to the inner disciple. It didn't take long for him to enter the Qingguang Temple. The engraving strength was so strong.
"Brother Fenghua, why do you want to call a warrior of Lingtong Realm?" Wen Binyu looked at the young man in the ruins in the distance, and asked Mu Fenghua on the side strangely.
Wen Binyu was shocked when he heard Mu Fenghua talk about the fact that the two teenagers that a few people met in the Rocky Mountains had joined the Qingguang Temple.
"Hmph! Take your time, the show has just begun." Mu Fenghua glanced at the door of Xu Han and the prodigal son's tightly closed door, and said with hatred.
Mu Fenghua glanced at the warriors gathered in the distance, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and walked behind him.
"Let you be proud of it for a while."
"You go and carry him for treatment." Seeing this leaving Mu Fenghua, Wen Binyu commanded the two teenagers beside him, and then followed Mu Fenghua's steps.