Kuixing Market, Lingfu Pavilion.
In the backyard, Han Dehao sat on an armchair, and on the wooden table next to him was a pot of good wine and a few side dishes.
A young man in a golden shirt with a fair face and small eyes was sitting beside him. He was fat with the fat on his belly folded up. He was Han Changjing's only son, Han Benxian.
Han Benxian is a person of four spiritual roots. He inherited Han Changjing's hobbies, was greedy for women, and had no intention of practicing.
When he was young, he practiced very hard, but due to his aptitude of four spiritual roots, his practice speed was not fast. Even with the help of elixirs, he is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
As a parent, who doesn't hope that their children will become successful? Han Changjing had high hopes for Han Benxian, so he took him to his side and taught him the art of making talismans. However, Han Benxian was not that kind of material. After learning for a while, he just followed Han Dehao to eat and drink.
"It's really delicious, Uncle Dehao, you really know how to eat."
Han Benxian praised him and picked up the wine pot to pour a glass of wine for Han Dehao.
Han Dehao smiled proudly and said, "That's right. When it comes to making talismans, I can't compare to your father even if there are 100 of them. When it comes to eating and drinking, your father is far inferior to me. I'll take you to see the market in a few days. You're not a child anymore."
At the end of his speech, an obscene look appeared on Han Dehao's face.
Han Benxian is Han Changjiong's only son. The Chen family ordered Han Dehao to drag Han Benxian into the water, hoping to control Han Changjiong through Han Benxian.
"That's great. My dad asks me to make talismans every day, but I have no interest at all. Uncle Dehao, please tell my dad that I am not cut out for it. Can't he make talismans himself? It doesn't matter whether I learn or not."
Han Benxian complained that Han Changjing had too high expectations of him and he was under a lot of pressure.
"Your father is doing this for your own good. God rewards hard work. Now that you have learned how to make talismans, you should stop asking your father for spirit stones."
Han Dehao advised kindly.
Han Benxian curled his lips and was about to refute when a light sound of footsteps was heard and Han Changjing walked in.
Han Changjing has become much more mature. When he saw Han Benxian drunk, he became furious.
After Lu Yue left, he did not remarry for fear that Han Benxian would be wronged.
Han Benxian's aptitude was not good, so he spent a high price to buy a marrow cleansing pill for Han Benxian to take. His cultivation was too slow, so Han Changjiong bought him pills to improve his magic power, but the effect was not great, and Han Benxian's cultivation was very slow.
If a son is not well-educated it is the fault of his father. Han Changjing took Han Benxian to Kuixing Market and personally taught him how to make talismans, hoping that he could master the skill and it would be easier to build a foundation in the future.
When in Huludao, Ye Xin and Ye Xue would supervise Han Benxian's homework, and Han Benfu and his two siblings would also supervise him. Han Benxian's cultivation speed was too slow, which had a lot to do with his aptitude. He was just a little lazy at most.
When they arrived at Kuixingfang Market, Han Dehao took Han Benxian out to eat, drink and have fun. Han Changjing had to manage the family shop in Kuixingfang Market, make talismans, and teach Han Benxian how to make talismans. He was simply unable to take care of everything.
Han Benxian was quite serious at the beginning, but he really didn't have the talent, so he slacked off and just followed Han Dehao to eat, drink and have fun.
As the saying goes, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Han Changjing was disappointed and became even stricter with Han Benxian, while Han Dehao always went along with Han Benxian. Over time, Han Benxian became closer to his uncle Han Dehao.
"Dad, why are you here? Aren't you going to do something?"
When Han Benxian saw Han Changjing's gloomy eyes, he felt a little scared and looked a little nervous.
"Didn't I ask you to make talismans at home? Why did you come to the Lingfu Pavilion? And you disturbed Uncle Nineteen's rest."
Han Changjing's eyes were gloomy. He did not remarry for Han Benxian's sake, hoping that Han Benxian would not have to suffer, but Han Benxian disappointed him so much.
"I······"
Han Benxian was speechless. He knew that Han Changjiong had high expectations of him, but Han Changjiong was too strict with him. When in Huludao, even if Ye Xin and Ye Xue blamed him, their tone was not too harsh.
Han Changjing was just the opposite. His tone became more and more severe, which made Han Benxian feel frightened and very resistant.
"Okay, Chang Jiong, you scared the kid so much, talk to him nicely and teach him well. I asked him to come over and have a couple of drinks with me, so don't blame him."
Han Dehao tried to smooth things over.
"Come back with me. You are not allowed to leave the house until you have refined a hundred fireball talismans."
Han Changjing scolded him rudely. Han Benxian put down his chopsticks, looked aggrieved, and left with his head down.
"Uncle Nineteen, please take care of the business in the store. I need to supervise him in making talismans. If I don't keep a close eye on him, he will be lazy. I really owe him in my previous life."
After Han Changjing said this, he took Han Benxian away, talking all the way. Han Benxian lowered his head and said nothing.
Han Dehao sighed, drank some wine and ate some snacks, feeling very happy.
The more strained the relationship between Han Chang-kyung and Han Ben-hyun becomes, the higher the chance that Han De-hao will drag Han Ben-hyun into the fight.
After a while, a tribesman came in and said, "Uncle Nineteen, a familiar customer wants to discuss something with you."
If Han Changjing is not around, Han Dehao will be responsible for managing the business of Lingfu Pavilion.
Han Dehao burped, picked up the wine jug and walked out.
"Who wants to talk to me?"
Han Dehao's eyes swept over several customers in the store and he asked with a frown.
A tall, thin, dark-skinned middle-aged man quickly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Friend Han, it's me. Can we find a place where it's convenient to talk?"
"Friend Sun, it's you. No problem. Let's go to the backyard and have a drink while we talk!"
Han Dehao recognized the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was a regular customer of Lingfu Pavilion.
Arriving at the backyard, the middle-aged man took out a palm-sized green shell, handed it to Han Dehao, and said, "Friend Han, I got a heritage spiritual shell. How many spiritual stones are you willing to buy it for?"
Before some monks pass away, they will carve the location of their own cave on a spirit shell and throw the shell into the sea. When a destined person obtains the shell, they can follow the map to find the ancient monk's cave and obtain his inheritance. Therefore, this kind of shell is also called the inheritance shell.
Generally speaking, to make inheritance spirit shells one must have at least the cultivation level of the foundation-building stage. There are even restrictions on inheritance spirit shells that casual cultivators cannot break, and they are usually sold to other forces at a high price.
"Inherited Spirit Shell! Really?"
Han Dehao looked puzzled.
"The Lingbei has a spiritual restriction, which requires at least the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building to open. If I really can't open the restriction, I won't sell it to your Lingfu Pavilion. I'm also an old customer. You have to give me a good price, otherwise I will sell it to someone else."
Han Dehao frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "I am only in the Qi Refining Stage. I don't know whether the inheritance spirit shell is real or not. How about this! I will give you 500 spirit stones. Let me keep the inheritance spirit shell first. I will find someone to test it. If it is real, I will give you the remaining 500 spirit stones."
The two bargained and finally reached an agreement that Han Dehao would first give 700 spirit stones to temporarily keep the inheritance spirit shell. If it was real, he would give another 800 spirit stones.
After seeing the guests off, Han Dehao took out a communication disk, typed in a spell, made some gestures, and hurriedly left the Lingfu Pavilion.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Dehao appeared in a private room on the second floor of Tianxiang Tower. Not long after, a beautiful middle-aged woman with ordinary features walked in.
"Where is the inheritance spirit shell? Let me see it?"
The beautiful middle-aged woman asked impatiently. Her name was Chen Yuanjiao, and she was responsible for contacting Han Dehao directly.
Over the years, Han Dehao has given Chen Yuanjiao a lot of information, and every bit of it is flawless. Chen Yuanjiao has come to value Han Dehao more and more.
Han Dehao took out the inheritance spirit shell and handed it to Chen Yuanjiao.
Chen Yuanjiao's spiritual consciousness immersed in the inheritance spiritual shell, and the inheritance spiritual shell suddenly glowed with a huge glow, and hundreds of blue rays of light emerged.
Not long after, a blue light flew out from the inheritance spirit shell and turned into a topographic map.
The topographic map shows mountains and water, and its outline resembles an island with a red mark somewhere.
"Very good, I'll count that you've done a great job. I'll go back and report right away. Please try to delay for a few days."
Chen Yuanjiao took out paper, ink, brush and inkstone, drew the location on the topographic map, and returned the inheritance spirit shell to Han Dehao.
As long as the Chen family takes the lead and takes away the things in the inheritance cave, the Han family’s trip will be in vain, and the most they can do is blame the casual cultivator for having wrong information.
"No problem. I just drank a lot of wine. I will say that I was drunk and forgot about it. But Senior Chen, you have to be quick. I can't delay too long. I must find the ancient cultivator's cave before our Han family."
Chen Yuanjiao nodded and praised: "You did a good job. If there is really something good, you will definitely benefit from it."
Having said this, she turned and left.
Three days later, Han Dehao handed the inheritance spiritual shell to Han Changjing.
Han Changjiong was already in the middle stage of foundation building, and he broke the restriction without any effort.
"It seems that the ancient cultivator's cave is real. Uncle Nineteen, don't give him the remaining spirit stones yet. I will return to the family to report immediately. If it is really an ancient cultivator's cave, Uncle Nineteen, we will have made a great contribution."
Han Changjing said excitedly.
Han Dehao smiled awkwardly and said, "As long as it's useful to the family, it's fine. I got drunk a few days ago and forgot about it, so I just sent it to you now. I hope you don't blame me. Chang Jiong, I'm a little short of money recently. Can you lend me some spirit stones to buy some wine?"
"Don't drink too much. Drinking will cause trouble."
Han Changjing gave Han Dehao 100 spirit stones and told Han Benxian, "Your father is going back to Huludao. You should follow me. Otherwise, you will definitely be lazy when I leave."
Han Benxian made a bitter face and looked at Han Dehao, hoping that Han Dehao would help him plead for mercy.
"Okay, Benxian, Chang Jiong is doing this for your own good, so just go back with him! If you put in more effort and learn how to make talismans, your father won't be so strict with you."
Han Dehao said earnestly that Han Changjing and Han Benxian would not go too fast when they set off.
Han Changjiong gave a few instructions and left Kuixingfang Market with ten clansmen.
More than a month later, Han Changjiong and others returned to Huludao. Han Changjiong handed the inheritance spirit shell to Han Daojing and told him everything that had happened.
"Ancient monk's cave, not bad, Chang Jiong, go back and have a good rest, I will send someone to look for the ancient monk's cave."
Han Daojing said with some excitement.
"Uncle Daojing, haven't you found the real culprit behind this yet?"
Han Changjiong asked with a frown. Lu Yue died of the poison in his arms. He vowed to avenge Lu Yue.
"There are no clues yet, don't worry! If I find the murderer, I will tell you."
Han Daojing said in a gentle voice that naturally the fewer people who know about intelligence work, the better. In order to prevent Han Changjiong from accidentally letting the cat out of the bag, Han Changjiong was completely unaware that from the very beginning, this inherited spiritual shell was designed by the Han family, and no more than five people knew about it.
Han Changjing was unaware of this, so his reaction was more genuine.
"Okay! Then I'll go back and rest. It's a good time to go see my ninth brother."
"Changming is refining the elixir, don't disturb him. By the way, Changxin and Changlu mentioned you a few days ago, go talk to them! Don't disturb Changming from refining the elixir."
Han Daojing ordered in an unquestionable tone that Han Changming had gone out to carry out a mission and was not in Huludao at all.
Han Changjing didn't think much about it and agreed.
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Xuanqi Island is an island directly controlled by the Yang family. There are fifty acres of spiritual fields on the island and many spiritual medicines are planted. There are also dozens of uninhabited deserted islands near Xuanqi Island.
The deserted island either has no spiritual veins or the spiritual veins are too small, and the cost of sending cultivators to garrison is too high, so the Yang family did not send anyone to garrison.
Five hundred miles south of Xuanqi Island is the Chen family's sphere of influence, and seven hundred miles west is the Han family's sphere of influence.
Yang Siyun is a cultivator stationed on the island. In the early stages of building his foundation, the Han and Chen families clashed from time to time. The Yang family sent Yang Siyun to stay on Xuanqi Island in order to prevent the Yang family from being involved in the fight between the Han and Chen families and to ensure the safety of the fifty acres of spiritual medicine.
In a small courtyard with green tiles, two clansmen were reporting the situation to Yang Siyun.
"What's going on? Qing Hong and the others haven't come back yet?"
Yang Siyun frowned and said that two tribesmen had gone out without permission and had not returned yet. They were responsible for guarding Xuanqi Island, and even if they were out on business, they would not be away from home for a few days.
"No, we sent people to search for hundreds of miles, but there is no news of them."
"Does anyone know where they went? Could it be..."
Before Yang Siyun finished speaking, an extremely thick red beam of light shot up into the sky and went straight into the horizon. It could be seen from a long distance away.
"What's going on?"
Yang Siyun was slightly stunned, his eyes gloomy.
Two people from the tribe have been missing for a few days, and then strange phenomena appeared. Is there any connection between the two
"Come on, follow me to take a look and send a 100-mile sound transmission note to Uncle Seven and the others to report the situation here."
Yang Siyun pondered for a moment, sent a Hundred Miles Sound Transmission Note to his uncle who was hundreds of miles away, and rushed to the place where the red light column appeared with five Qi Refining monks.
A deserted island with a radius of more than fifty miles and a huge valley. Chen Yufeng and a dozen other Chen family cultivators were stunned.
Chen Yuanjiao rushed back to Caixia Island to report the situation of the inherited spiritual shell. After careful search, they found that the ancient monk's cave was on a deserted island near Xuanqi Island.
Considering that it might be a trap, the Chen family did not bring too many cultivators. Chen Yufeng took twelve Qi-refining cultivators to the destination.
They did find the restriction, but the noise of breaking it was too loud, and they didn't know if it would attract the Yang family cultivators.
Chen Yufeng thought for a moment and ordered, "First cast a spell to hide away and avoid the eyes and ears of the Yang family."