On Ziyue Island, there were lightning and thunder in the sky.
A huge black cloud was floating in the sky. The cloud was rolling violently, and silver lightning snakes could be seen, making a huge noise.
Han Debiao stood on the top of a green peak, his hands behind his back and his eyes solemn.
Han Changying tried to reach the Jindan stage again, and Han Debiao didn't know whether she could succeed.
A red light flew from a distance and landed next to Han Debiao. It was Han Zhangxiang.
Han Zhangxiang has been refining magic weapons for more than ten years, and his refining skills have been constantly improving. His success rate in refining mid-grade magic weapons is getting higher and higher. As for high-grade magic weapons, there are still some difficulties at present, mainly because the materials are rare.
The fourth-grade refining materials are the main materials for refining top-grade magic weapons. The Qianyang Gourd is made of the Ten Thousand Year Gourd and Cotton Earth Crystal as its main materials, so its grade is naturally not low.
The price of fourth-grade refining materials is expensive. The materials for refining a top-grade magic weapon alone cost more than 300,000. Han Zhangxiang did not dare to let go and try to refine a top-grade magic weapon. He could only refine a mid-grade magic weapon first, sell it in exchange for spirit stones, and slowly improve his refining skills.
If he could get enough fourth-grade refining materials, Han Zhangxiang was confident that he could refine another top-grade magic weapon.
"Debiao, how is it, how long has it been?"
Han Zhangxiang asked, looking a little nervous.
Han Debiao nodded and said, "The thunder tribulation is almost over, and we should be able to succeed this time."
There were bursts of huge roars coming from the sky, and silver lightning fell down.
After a while, the thunderclouds dispersed and heaven and earth returned to normal.
Han Debiao and Han Zhangxiang rushed to Han Changying's residence as soon as possible. Han Changying was standing among a pile of rocks with an excited look on her face. A powerful spiritual pressure emanated from her body, and she had surprisingly entered the Jindan stage.
"Patriarch, Uncle Wu, I succeeded."
Han Changying said excitedly.
"Yes, our family has a second third-level weapon refiner."
Han Zhangxiang stroked his beard gently with a smile on his face.
With Han Changying's advancement to the Jindan stage, Han Zhangxiang will have less pressure. Otherwise, he would have to refine the natal magic weapons for all the Jindan cultivators in the clan, which would be too tiring.
"Chief, I can share some of your pressure in the future, so you don't have to work so hard."
Han Changying's tone was full of confidence.
Han Zhangxiang nodded with relief and said, "You should take good care of yourself first, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"Fifth sister has advanced to the Jindan stage? What a great event. Yong'er also advanced to the Jindan stage not long ago."
A hearty male voice suddenly sounded, and just as the words fell, Han Changming and Ye Xin fell from the sky and landed in front of Han Zhangxiang.
"Changming, where did you go? I went to Qinghu Island to look for you, but you weren't there?"
Han Debiao asked with concern. The effect of the Vajra Bone Tempering Pill was quite good. He wanted to ask Han Changming if he could refine another Vajra Bone Tempering Pill.
"We went out to look for treasure. Duan Rong and the others got a magic bead. We..."
Han Changming briefly explained what had happened. He did not mention the valuables in the evil cultivator's storage bag. He only said that they had encountered an ambush and had killed the thieves with force.
After listening to Han Changming's statement, Han Zhangxiang frowned and said, "Wanfa Sect! If I remember correctly, more than ten years ago, the people of Wanfa Sect were looking for someone in Haoran City. Could it be that a disciple of Wanfa Sect died in their hands?"
Han Changming shook his head and said, "It's possible. There are only a few jade slips that record the situation of the Wanfa Sect. There is no evidence, so we can't confirm their identities."
"Changming, sell those unused items as soon as possible to avoid trouble."
Han Debiao suggested, his face heavy.
Han Changming took out a red storage bag and a green jade bottle, handed them to Han Zhangxiang and Han Debiao, and said: "Patriarch, these are the refining materials from the evil cultivator, please accept them! Uncle Wu, these are medium-grade Diamond Bone Tempering Pills, there are only seven of them, I will try to refine more medium-grade Diamond Bone Tempering Pills in the future."
"A mid-grade Diamond Bone Tempering Pill!"
Han Debiao's eyes lit up and his expression became excited.
The effect of the mid-grade Vajra Bone Tempering Pill is definitely better. After Han Debiao takes it, his physical strength will definitely be stronger.
Han Zhangxiang and Han Debiao accepted it without hesitation.
"By the way, Ye Xin, these two mid-grade magic weapons are the life-saving magic weapons I refined for you."
Han Zhangxiang flipped his palm, and a blue jade box and a blue jade box appeared in his hand.
Ye Xin thanked him and opened the blue jade box and the blue jade casket, which contained a misty blue round bead and a misty blue flag respectively.
There is a cloud pattern on the surface of the blue round bead, which is a mid-grade magic weapon, the Yunhai Pearl. Three small words "Jingshui Flag" are engraved on the flagpole of the blue flag.
He has not been idle for the past ten years, and has refined a magic weapon for Ye Xin and Ye Xue.
Han Changming gave Han Zhangxiang refining materials and elixirs, and Han Zhangxiang helped them refine their own magic weapons. They helped each other.
"Thank you, Patriarch."
Ye Xin accepted the two magic weapons with a smile.
"Once I get the right materials, I will refine a magical weapon for Benfu."
Han Zhangxiang's tone was warm. He was devoted to the Tao. He treated all the younger generations as his own descendants, especially Han Benfu and Han Zhongxin.
After chatting for a while, Han Changming and Ye Xin said goodbye and left, returning to Qinghulu Island.
They called Han Duanrong and briefly explained what had happened.
Upon learning that it was a trap set by an evil cultivator, Han Duanrong was stunned, a look of disbelief on her face.
"Duan Rong, there are all kinds of things in the world of immortal cultivation. Don't always expect pie to fall from the sky. Even if pie falls from the sky, it is impossible for it to fall on you."
Han Changming scolded with a stern face, saying that it was a good thing that Han Duanrong took the initiative to report it. If she had taken her tribesmen to look for treasure, they would definitely not have survived.
"Here are 30,000 spirit stones. You can divide them with Mao Feng and the others! Just say it's a trap set by the evil cultivators. Don't say anything else."
Ye Xin took out a green storage bag and handed it to Han Duanrong.
The evil cultivator’s storage bag contained things belonging to the Wanfa Sect’s disciples, and they were unable to confirm the other party’s identity, so it would be better to be cautious and not spread the news.
Han Duanrong said yes repeatedly, took the storage bag, and retreated.
This time the harvest was not small, including seven magic weapons, two sets of third-level formations, and a large amount of treasure. The most precious one was the ancient treasure Qingyun Mirror, which could freeze magic weapons or cultivators. It was a good treasure.
Han Changming flipped his palm and a piece of red animal skin appeared in his hand. The red animal skin was a topographic map with mountains, water, and a dozen light spots of different colors. It was unknown what they represented. The words "Burial of Immortals" were written on it.
The Burial of Immortals Ruins is a dangerous place in the outer sea. It is said to be an ancient battlefield with many restrictions. It is home to many rare treasures that are rarely seen in the outside world. Many cultivators went to the Burial of Immortals Ruins to search for treasures, and most of them died in the Burial of Immortals Ruins. As the name suggests, this is the cemetery for cultivators.
"They may have been to the Immortal Burial Ruins, or they may have obtained a partial map of the Immortal Burial Ruins from other cultivators, but they don't know what these light spots represent."
Han Changming had a thoughtful expression on his face. Perhaps only the owner of the map knew that he had no interest in going to the Immortal Burial Ruins. It was too dangerous. Even Nascent Soul cultivators would die in the Immortal Burial Ruins, let alone Core Forming cultivators.
"What about those magic weapons? If they are disciples of the Wanfa Sect, these magic weapons cannot be used easily."
Ye Xin frowned and said that those seven magic weapons were indeed good and it would not be worthwhile to sell them.
This kind of magic weapon of unknown origin, especially one seized from evil cultivators, poses great hidden dangers.
"Sell the mid-grade magic weapons and keep the high-grade magic weapons first."
Han Changming had made a decision long ago. Top-grade magic weapons are rare, so he just needed to sell the mid-grade magic weapons.
They have checked repeatedly and found no special marks on the seven magic weapons.
The next morning, Han Changming and Ye Xin left Qinghulu Island and rushed to Haoran City.
More than half a month later, they arrived at Haoran City. Haoran City was still as lively as before, with crowds of people, heavy traffic, and constant shouting on the streets.
Han Changming and Ye Xin walked into a secluded green-tiled courtyard, which was a stronghold of the Han family.
Not long after, a short and fat middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman with ordinary facial features came out. They were Han Changming and Ye Xin who had changed their appearance.
The evil cultivator's storage bag contains a disguise technique - the Shape-changing Technique, which can change one's height and facial features. Ordinary cultivators will definitely not be able to detect any abnormality.
They dispersed and disappeared into the busy streets.
A quarter of an hour later, Han Changming appeared in a simple shop that was more than ten feet in size. The owner was an old man in a green robe who was over fifty years old. His face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were cloudy. There were some monster materials on the shelves, but nothing precious.
This is a base of the black market, where they buy all kinds of materials, regardless of where they come from, at a fair price.
There are more than a dozen similar black markets in Haoran City, all of which are backed by powerful forces.
Han Changming walked in. The old man in green robe forced a smile on his face and said, "I wonder if there is anything I can do to help you, senior?"
"I'm here to see a good friend. His last name is Jin."
Han Changming's tone was calm.
The old man in green robe thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard of this person. But there is a Senior Lin."
"I remembered it wrongly. His last name is Lin."
"That's right, please follow me, senior."
After receiving the secret signal, the old man in green robe brought Han Changming to the backyard. There was a simple green stone pavilion in the yard. A middle-aged man with a ruddy face was sitting in the pavilion, holding a thick ancient book in his hand, reading it with great interest.
"Senior Lin, this senior is here to see you."
The old man in green robe pointed at Han Changming and said.
The middle-aged man put down the ancient book and nodded, and the old man in green robe tactfully withdrew.
"Do you want to buy or sell something?"
The middle-aged man said straight to the point that buying things on the black market is naturally more expensive than buying them on the market, but as long as you can afford the price, you can buy many things.
Han Changming didn't waste any words. He took out a yellow storage bag, threw it to the middle-aged man, and said, "Daoyou, take a look at how much these things are worth?"
The middle-aged man scanned the contents of the storage bag with his spiritual sense, pondered for a moment, and said, "Three mid-grade magic weapons, eight hundred thousand."
If you buy three mid-grade magic weapons on the market, the price will definitely be more than 800,000. However, the purchased magic weapons need to be refined again before they can be sold.
"Too few, there are more than just your family in Haoran City. If it weren't for my friend's introduction, I wouldn't have come here."
Han Changming bargained. He knew that the prices of goods purchased on the black market were very low, so he was very familiar with bargaining.
"It turned out to be introduced by an old customer. 900,000, which is the best price."
The middle-aged man said with a smile.
Han Changming nodded and said, "Deal. I want to buy a fourth-level fire-attributed animal hide and a third-level golden glass turtle shell. Do you have any?"
Han Benfu and Han Benyong do not have their own magic weapons yet. Han Changming plans to buy some refining materials and ask the clan leader to help them refine their own magic weapons.
"There is no third-level golden glass turtle shell, but there is a fourth-level fire-attributed hide. It costs two hundred thousand."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he took out a piece of red animal skin that was three meters long and wide. There were some golden lines on the surface of the skin. With such a large piece of animal skin, it would be no problem to use it to refine a set of fire-attributed magic weapons.
Han Changming walked forward and carefully examined the animal skin. After confirming that it was a fourth-grade animal skin, he agreed to the deal.
After a while, Han Changming came out, looking normal.
He wandered around the street. Tan Mingyu was also doing this business, but they couldn't contact Tan Mingyu, so they traded with other people.
A cup of tea later, Han Changming appeared at the door of a pavilion with carved railings and jade bricks. On the plaque were three golden characters "Tianbao Tower". Tianbao Tower mainly sold various raw materials, including refining materials.
Han Changming strode in and was greeted by a spacious and bright hall. Dozens of cultivators were shopping. The shelves were filled with a wide variety of goods, including ores, spiritual medicines, spiritual woods, monster materials, etc. The sheer quantity was dizzying.
Han Changming slightly released his Jindan stage aura, and a middle-aged steward with good eyesight walked over quickly and asked enthusiastically, "Welcome to our store, senior. I wonder if there is anything I can do for you."
"I want to buy some materials for refining magic weapons. Do you have any recommendations?"
Han Changming asked straight to the point.
"Senior, you've arrived just in time. We just received a batch of goods. Please go upstairs."
The middle-aged deacon, with a smile on his face, took Han Changming to the fifth floor, where a middle-aged woman with gorgeous features was flipping through a thick account book.
The middle-aged woman was wearing a purple silk dress, her skin was as white as snow, her breasts were towering, revealing a deep chasm, like an abyss, which was very tempting.
Judging from the fluctuations of magical power emanating from his body, he is obviously a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.
"Shopkeeper, this senior wants to buy materials for refining magic weapons."
The middle-aged man pointed at Han Changming and said, then bowed and stepped back.
"My name is Liu Xue. What kind of refining materials do you want to buy?"
The middle-aged woman smiled gently and her voice was like a nightingale.
"I want to buy some fire-attributed spiritual wood or spiritual bamboo, preferably more than a thousand years old."
Han Changming asked Han Benfu what kind of magic weapon she wanted. Han Benfu wanted the flag as her life-saving magic weapon. With the fourth-level animal skin and the thousand-year-old spiritual wood, Han Zhangxiang should be able to refine a top-grade magic weapon.
"A thousand-year-old fire-attributed spiritual wood or spiritual bamboo? Sorry, they are all sold out. The only thing left is a seven-hundred-year-old golden flame wood."
As Liu Xue spoke, she took out a three-foot-long piece of golden wood. There were some red lines on the surface of the wood, and it emitted a wave of heat.
Tianbao Tower has spiritual wood and bamboo that are more than a thousand years old, but as soon as they arrive, they are sold to big customers and big forces, which makes higher profits.