In a blue sea, a green flying boat was flying quickly across the sky at an extremely fast speed.
Zhenren Lingxiao and others were standing on the green flying boat. Han Changming and Fairy Qinglian were discussing the art of alchemy, with Han Benfu interjecting from time to time.
A huge explosion suddenly sounded. Han Changming was startled. He stopped talking and looked towards the source of the sound.
Several beams of light flew towards them at an extremely fast speed.
Han Changming's spiritual sense sensed that several foundation-building monks were flying towards them, and behind them was a third-order low-grade demon bird.
This situation is very common in the open sea. Powerful cultivators hunt monsters, while weak cultivators are hunted by monsters. It's the law of the jungle.
"Benfu, you don't have much experience in fighting, so you deal with it!"
Ling Xiao Zhenren said to Han Benfu, "Love the house and love the dog too." After Ling Xiao Zhenren accepted Han Changming as his disciple, he took better care of Han Benfu.
Han Benfu used to be responsible for leading a team to hunt monsters, but she hunted second-level monsters. After entering the Jindan stage, Han Benfu had never hunted third-level monsters, and her control of her own magical powers was not proficient enough.
"Yes, Master."
Han Benfu responded and flipped her right hand. A round bead shining with red light appeared in her hand. She threw the red bead forward and cast a spell.
The red ball spun in the sky, and suddenly countless red flames emerged. Within three breaths, the dense red flames turned into a red fire cloud dozens of feet in size, emitting scorching heat.
Han Benfu pinched her fingers and the red fire cloud rolled violently, transforming into a red peacock over ten feet in size.
The scarlet peacock let out a clear and loud chirp, opened its mouth and swallowed the red bead. A dazzling red light burst out from its body surface, and its size suddenly grew.
It flapped its wings gently, creating a gust of hot wind and flying straight into the sky.
At this time, Han Duanrong also saw the true appearance of the several beams of light. They were actually three foundation-building cultivators, two men and one woman, led by a middle-aged man of medium build. There was a golden roc pattern on the sleeves of the three of them, which seemed to represent something.
A strange black bird with a wingspan of more than five feet wide was chasing closely. The black bird had a long and thin beak, like a black sword, flashing a cold light. It had short tail feathers and a golden fleshy crest on its head.
"Are you from the Li family of Jinpeng Island?"
Fairy Qinglian recognized the origins of the three people. The Li family of Jinpeng Island is a subsidiary force of the Three Immortals Island. It has been passed down for more than three thousand years. There are Nascent Soul cultivators in charge and many masters.
"Senior, help us. We are from the Li family of Jinpeng Island. We went out to sea to hunt monsters and accidentally encountered several third-level monster birds. The other members of the clan were separated from us. I think they are in great danger."
The middle-aged man's voice was a little panicky.
"Okay, go ahead! You're lucky to have met us. As for the rest of your tribe, let them fend for themselves."
Zhenren Lingxiao's tone was indifferent. He didn't have much friendship with the Li family's ancestor, and it was already very good that he rescued the three foundation-building cultivators.
The middle-aged man thanked him quickly and left with his people.
The strange black bird let out a sharp hiss and flapped its wings fiercely. A gray hurricane swept out and headed towards the red peacock.
With a loud rumbling sound, the red peacock collided with the gray hurricane. The gray hurricane was strangled. The red peacock let out an extremely sharp cry, flapped its wings, and swooped down on the black monster bird.
The black strange bird reacted quickly, releasing gray wind blades and flapping its wings to avoid colliding with the red peacock.
Suddenly, there was a huge roar from the sky, and a red fire cloud a thousand feet in size suddenly appeared in the sky, illuminating the sea water red, and the temperature nearby suddenly rose.
Han Benfu pinched her fingers and the red fire cloud rolled violently like boiling water, and red raindrops as big as beans poured down.
The black monster bird reacted quickly, but there were too many red raindrops for it to avoid. The dense red raindrops fell on its body and immediately turned into billowing flames, wrapping around the black monster bird.
It let out a shrill scream and flew back quickly the way it came. Before it flew far, Han Benfu's magic spell changed, and the red fire cloud suddenly turned into a red volcano more than ten feet high, floating in the sky. Before it fell, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Han Benfu lightly tapped the black monster bird with her finger, and the red volcano smashed down head-on. Wherever it passed, there was a huge roar, and the void shook and distorted.
Just as the strange black bird was about to dodge, the red peacock swooped down towards it and blocked its way.
Boom!
After a loud bang, the black bird was hit by the red volcano. The billowing flames engulfed the black bird. It let out an extremely painful hiss and flapped its wings continuously, trying to put out the flames on its body, but it was of no use.
Han Benfu shook her sleeves, and a red light shot out, cutting off the head of the black monster bird. The headless corpse quickly fell into the sea.
Han Duanrong took out a green net bag and fished out the body of the black monster bird.
"Yes, it seems that you have fought many battles with monsters before, and you have rich experience in fighting."
Master Ling Xiao praised.
"Master, you are too kind. It's all because of my father's good teaching."
Han Benfu said modestly.
Master Lingxiao nodded, made a gesture of incantation, and the azure flying boat suddenly lit up with a dazzling azure light and accelerated its speed. Not long after, they disappeared into the sky.
A deserted island hundreds of miles away, an underground cave.
A tall and thin middle-aged man was lying on the ground, his facial features were distorted, as if he was enduring some kind of pain, and there was a golden roc pattern on his sleeve.
Not far away there was a festering corpse, it was Zhao Tuozi's body.
An hour later, the middle-aged man's facial features returned to normal, but his eyes became uncertain.
"Jinpeng Island Li family, fortunately a foundation-building cultivator broke in here, otherwise I would really be scared to death."
The middle-aged man said to himself, he is Zhao Tuozi.
Lu Yunjie hired someone to kill him. The killer cast some kind of spell, which destroyed Zhao Tuozi's physical body and forced him to leave his body. At that moment, a monk from Jinpeng Island broke into his hiding place and was possessed by Zhao Tuozi.
After a cultivator takes over another person's body, he needs to recuperate for a period of time.
Zhao Tuozi didn't care about all these. He quickly walked to his body, took some valuables from the storage bag, and left in a hurry.
He wanted to fake his death so that his enemies would think he was really dead and then find a chance to take revenge later.
Two days later, an obese middle-aged man and a young woman in a green dress appeared above the deserted island. The middle-aged man held a green magic disk in his hand, which was engraved with mysterious runes and had a green pointer on it.
"It's underground. Let's go down and take a look."
The middle-aged man raised a flag with shining yellow light, which flew around them and suddenly turned into a thick yellow light curtain, enveloping the two of them.
Wrapped in the yellow light curtain, the two men disappeared underground.
Not long after, they appeared in a simple underground cave with a rotting corpse lying on the ground.
The young woman in green skirt raised her right hand, and a sound of breaking through the air was heard. Several green misty wind blades shot out and chopped the corpse into pieces, emitting a foul odor. Maggots could be seen crawling in the pile of rotten meat.
"His soul probably didn't have time to leave his body and has already disintegrated."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he took off the storage bag from the corpse and scanned it with his spiritual sense.
"There are quite a lot of stuff, including a lot of third-level elixirs and a low-grade alchemy furnace. Zhao Tuozi must be dead, otherwise he wouldn't have abandoned his alchemy furnace."
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.
"The body is badly decomposed, it's hard to report!"
The young woman in green skirt frowned and said.
"The alchemy furnace can prove his identity. I didn't expect him to be able to run so far. Humph, he still died under my spell."
The middle-aged man sneered, his face full of sarcasm.
They checked carefully, confirmed that there was no problem, burned the body and left.
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More than half a year later, Master Ling Xiao and his group returned to Haoran City.
"Changming, you should have a good rest first. In three days, I will hold a disciple-taking ceremony and you will officially become my disciple."
Master Ling Xiao spoke in a pleasant and gentle tone.
Han Changming agreed repeatedly and left with Han Benfu and Han Duanrong.
When they arrived at the Golden Gourd Pavilion, Han Duanrong told Han Benzhi and Liu Weiwei the news that Han Changming had become Ling Xiao Zhenren's disciple. They were both surprised and delighted.
In this way, the development of the Han family will be smoother, and it won't be a big deal for Han Duanrong to kill Liu Feng.
If the Black and White Impermanence insist on taking revenge, they will be going against Master Lingxiao, and the consequences will be serious.
"That's great. With Ling Xiao here, no one dares to bully our Han family anymore. We can also get a lot of convenience in doing business."
Han Benzhi said excitedly that in the past Ling Xiao Zhenren was their backer, but the relationship was not very close. Now that Han Changming became Ling Xiao's disciple, the relationship has become much closer.
It’s nice and cool under the big tree, and it will be much easier for them to do business in the future.
"A good blacksmith must be strong himself. Your father became Ling Xiao's disciple to learn the art of alchemy. You must not use Ling Xiao's name to do anything wrong. You must abide by the rules in everything you do."
Han Changming's tone was stern, he became Ling Xiao's apprentice mainly to learn the art of alchemy, besides that, he also wanted to take this opportunity to resolve the disaster caused by Han Duanrong.
If not for this, he would not have become Ling Xiao's disciple.
"What Dad taught us is that a good blacksmith must be strong himself. We will strictly discipline ourselves in the future and will never bring shame to Dad."
Liu Weiwei agreed readily.
Han Benfu smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, this is a good thing. When Dad officially joins the sect, you can spread the news. We won't do bad things under the name of Master Ling Xiao, but it's okay to enjoy some conveniences."
Han Changming nodded, gave a few instructions, and walked towards the backyard.
Walking into the wooden house in the backyard, Han Changming took out the golden jade box and the black iron sheet, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Han Changming gained a lot from this trip to Sifang Island. In addition to becoming a disciple of Lingxiao Zhenren and obtaining a top-grade defensive magic weapon, he also gained a better understanding of the value of the golden jade box and the black iron sheet.
It is not clear what the black iron piece is at the moment. It may be a record of some secret technique, or it may be a map of a certain ruins. It is certain that it contains words, but he does not know what the words are. It may be the words of the demon clan.
The demon race has its own writing system, and humans don't know much about it. Han Changming comes from a small family, so naturally he doesn't know the demon race's writing system.
There must be a treasure in the golden jade box. To be honest, Nangong Yuefeng’s conditions are very tempting. The spiritual treasure plus the spiritual object for forming a baby are indeed hard to refuse.
Han Changming played with the two items carefully for a while and then put them away.
He slapped the spirit beast bag and a purple crystal flying scorpion flew out. It circled around Han Changming, making a low hissing sound from its mouth and its tail stinger swinging constantly.
Han Changming smiled, took out an exquisite jade box, took out a colorful poison sac, and threw it to the Amethyst Flying Scorpion.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion was not polite at all. It sprayed out a stream of purple light to cover the poison sac, swallowed it into its mouth, and made a cheerful hissing sound.
This is the poison sac of a fourth-level monster, which will be of great benefit to its advancement.
Over the years, the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion has swallowed a lot of poisonous grass and poison sacs, but it still remains at the middle level of the third grade. After swallowing the poison sac of this fourth-grade monster, it may be able to advance to the fourth grade.
After a while, the Amethyst Flying Scorpion became drowsy and lay on the ground motionless. Han Changming tried to communicate with the Amethyst Flying Scorpion, but it did not respond.
Han Changming observed carefully and found that it had fallen into a deep sleep, probably to digest the poison contained in the venom sac.
He put the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion into his spirit beast bag, then sat cross-legged and began to meditate and practice.
Three days passed quickly.
Three days later, a vast manor.
In a green attic with its door open, Master Lingxiao was sitting on a jade chair, while Fairy Qinglian and Shen Qinghuan were standing beside him with serious expressions.
Han Changming stood in front of Master Lingxiao with a respectful look.
"Disciple Han Changming greets Master."
Han Changming paid homage to Master Lingxiao as a disciple, holding a cup of fragrant spiritual tea in both hands and handed it to Master Lingxiao.
Ling Xiao Zhenren nodded in satisfaction, took the teacup, drank a sip of tea, and said in a friendly manner: "From now on, you are my third disciple. Let me introduce you to your Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Wang. I have no sect or school, so I don't have many rules. However, there are three things you must abide by as my disciple. First, respect your teacher. Second, don't kill innocent people. Third, don't bully men or women. If you do anything illegal under the banner of your teacher, I will punish you severely once I find out."
"Yes, disciple understands."
Han Changming agreed readily. Master Lingxiao has his own power, simple interpersonal relationships, and not so many rules. This is much better than the immortal cultivation sects.
"Of course, if someone dares to bully you, it means they are not giving face to me. A teacher is someone who teaches, accepts, and resolves doubts. You have a talent for alchemy, but you can't be proud and complacent. You need to work harder. Cultivation is the foundation, and alchemy is supplementary. Don't put the cart before the horse. If you encounter any problems in cultivation that you can't solve, you can ask me for advice."
Master Ling Xiao said slowly.
Han Changming agreed repeatedly. With Ling Xiao Zhenren's words, he could rest assured.
"Congratulations, Master, for accepting Junior Brother Han."
"Congratulations, Master. Junior Brother Han, we will be fellow disciples from now on."
Shen Qinghuan and Fairy Qinglian both spoke up to congratulate, their faces filled with smiles.