Qingha City, Teleportation Hall.
There were many cultivators coming in and out, and a teleportation array suddenly lit up, obviously someone was teleported over.
The spiritual light dissipated, revealing the figures of Han Changming, Ye Xin and Ye Xue.
"We are finally here. This is Qingha City."
Han Changming said with a smile, they rushed to a big market and teleported back.
He walked out with Ye Xin and Ye Xue. The streets were crowded with people and cars, and it was very lively.
"Master Han, we have some good wine in our winery. Would you like to come in and try it?"
"Master Han, long time no see."
"Master Han, there is a party tonight, do you want to attend?"
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Along the way, many cultivators greeted Han Changming, and Han Changming responded one by one.
Ye Xin and Ye Xue were both a little surprised. They didn't expect Han Changming to be so popular in Qingha City.
When I returned to the residence, Sun Ming and Sun Sisi came towards me.
"I greet the shopkeeper."
Sun Sisi and Sun Ming bowed and saluted with respectful expressions.
"They are my companions. Their words are my words. Do you understand?"
Han Changming pointed at Ye Xin and Ye Xue and introduced them.
"Your subordinate greets the madam."
Sun Sisi and Sun Ming hurriedly saluted. They were both a little surprised because Han Changming had never mentioned that he had a Taoist partner.
"My husband has told us about you. If you do your job well, we won't treat you unfairly."
Ye Xin said with a smile.
Sun Ming and Sun Sisi said yes and agreed.
Han Changming asked about the recent situation in Qinghe City, and the two answered truthfully that nothing had happened in Qinghe City.
"Okay, go get busy!"
Han Changming waved his hand and asked them to leave.
"Madam, you should concentrate on your cultivation! Try to advance to the Nascent Soul stage."
Han Changming reminded them that he was now extremely wealthy and it would not be a problem for him to provide Ye Xin and Ye Xue with some spiritual objects for forming infants.
Ye Xin and Ye Xue agreed. Han Changming had already formed an infant, and they were still in the pill forming stage, so they could not provide more help to Han Changming.
Walking into the basement, Han Changming flipped his right hand, and a small seal with flashing purple light and a golden banner appeared in his hand. These were two lower-grade spiritual treasures, the Purple Yang Seal and the Golden Flame Banner, obtained from a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Xuanyu Sect.
After killing three Nascent Soul cultivators, Han Changming obtained two spiritual treasures and a sum of money. He gained a lot, but the biggest gain was the manufacturing drawings of the star ship.
There are hundreds of materials for refining star ships. The main material is cinnabar, a refining material that can overcome the power of the starry sky. The grades of other materials are also not low, and there are many fifth-grade materials.
Han Changming had never heard of the names of many of the materials, and just collecting the materials was a difficult task.
The total value of materials for refining the star ship exceeds 10 million, which is enough to refine a supernatural treasure. A fourth-level refiner should not be able to refine it, and it is estimated that only a fifth-level refiner can refine it.
The total value of the materials alone exceeds 10 million, and the selling price of a star ship is definitely higher.
Han Changming only knew that the Star Ship was very rare, but he had no idea exactly how rare it was. He could only say that his cultivation was too low.
The Xuanyin Sect was chasing Wang Lei for the manufacturing drawings of the Star Boat, saying that the Star Boat was very valuable, at least equivalent to a magical treasure. Han Changming naturally did not have the ability to refine the Star Boat, but he could collect materials first, and if there was a chance in the future, ask the clan leader to refine the Star Boat, but that was a matter for the future.
Han Changming put away the two spiritual treasures and began to practice. He planned to practice in seclusion for a period of time and strive to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul before the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference.
Not long after, a ball of yellow light appeared on Han Changming's body surface, covering his entire body.
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Time flies, and thirty years have passed quickly.
Off the coast, Ziyue Island.
In a secret room, Han Zhongxin sat cross-legged on a cushion, staring at a green refining furnace in front of him that was engulfed in billowing flames. The temperature in the room was frighteningly high.
After a while, Han Zhongxin cast a spell into the refining furnace, and the lid of the cauldron flew up. A feather fan with green light flashing continuously flew out, and the spiritual light flashed continuously. It was actually a mid-grade magic weapon.
“It worked.”
Han Zhongxin let out a breath, his eyes full of joy.
He was only in the early stage of Jindan, but he was able to refine a mid-grade magic weapon, which made him more powerful than Han Zhangxiang of the same period.
Suddenly, he realized something, quickly put away his green feather fan, and strode out.
When Han Zhongxin walked out of his residence, he was stunned. There was a huge vortex of spiritual energy in the sky, and colorful spiritual lights were flashing in the void. There was a strong wind, and the trees on the island swayed left and right. Countless pieces of gravel were blown up by the wind.
"This is the phenomenon of forming a baby!"
Han Zhongxin said in surprise, his eyes becoming serious.
Several beams of light flew over from a distance. They were Han Daojing, Han Changwu and others. They maintained order while watching from afar, hoping to learn something.
Under their gaze, the vortex of spiritual energy slowly fell down and headed towards a certain place.
Han Zhangxiang sat cross-legged on a green cushion with his eyes closed and sweat all over his forehead. A huge amount of spiritual energy continuously poured into his body, and his body slowly swelled up.
Han Zhangxiang's body was glowing with spiritual light, and his swollen body slowly returned to normal.
As time passed, Han Zhangxiang's body continued to swell up, then returned to normal, repeating the changes over and over again, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
After a cup of tea, Han Zhangxiang opened his eyes, with a gleam of light in his eyes. A mini Yuanying flew out from the top of his head and lay on his head.
Suddenly, a deafening thunder sounded, and the mini Yuanying showed fear on its face and flew back into Han Zhangxiang's body.
Han Zhangxiang took a deep breath, his eyes determined. As long as he could survive the thunder tribulation, he could become a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The stone chamber where he was began to shake violently, as if there was an earthquake.
Han Zhangxiang took out a formation plate that was flashing yellow light and entered a series of spells.
In less than ten breaths, the stone chamber where he was exploded, and a thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Han Zhangxiang.
Han Zhangxiang quickly took out a small red shield and cast a spell. The small red shield suddenly glowed brightly, grew rapidly in size, and blocked in front of him.
With a dull thud, the red shield blocked the lightning.
Soon, the second and third lightning bolts poured down and struck Han Zhangxiang.
Han Benfu, Han Daojing, Han Benyong and others stood on the top of the mountain. They looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, their eyes full of worry.
Silver lightning struck down, illuminating the sky and the earth, as if the world had turned silver-white.
As time passed, the size of the thundercloud gradually shrank. When it was only a hundred feet in size, it rolled violently and turned into a huge silver shark that swooped down from the sky.
Boom!
A dazzling silver sun rose above the Purple Moon Island, rocks and dirt flew everywhere, wind and clouds rolled back, air waves rolled, and a large number of trees were broken in half.
After a while, the silver sun dissipated and disappeared, and Han Benfu and others hurried to Han Zhangxiang's residence.
Han Zhangxiang's residence had been razed to the ground by the thunderbolt, leaving no grass behind. Han Zhangxiang stood on a pile of rocks, his face pale, his body covered in blood, and he looked like he had been seriously injured.
Judging from his aura, he has entered the Nascent Soul stage, but his vital energy has been severely depleted.
"Chief, are you okay?"
Han Daojing's face was full of concern and he looked nervous.
"It's okay. I just suffered a serious loss of vitality. Haha, I finally formed a baby."
Han Zhangxiang laughed out loud, feeling indescribably happy.
If he had not reached the open sea, his cultivation speed would not have been so fast, he would not have participated in the battle between humans and demons, and he would not have been able to obtain the elixir for forming a fetus.
After more than 800 years, their lineage finally had a Nascent Soul cultivator. Only they themselves knew the sadness that went into it.
"From now on, our family will have a Nascent Soul cultivator."
Han Benfu said excitedly that Han Zhangxiang had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, and the Han family would have more say in the outer sea in the future.
"Chief, this is the healing elixir I got from an underground auction, the Purple Ginseng Jade Sun Pill. Take it and use it to heal your wounds!"
Han Daojing took out a purple porcelain bottle and handed it to Han Zhangxiang.
He had already prepared for this day and got a bottle of fourth-level healing medicine, which came in handy.
Han Zhangxiang took the porcelain bottle and asked, "How are De Biao and the others' natal soul lamps? Any news about them?"
"Their natal soul lamps have not been extinguished. They may be trapped somewhere, or have gone to Zhongtian Continent."
Han Daojing comforted them, saying that if they had not been trapped in a dangerous place, Han Debiao and the others should have returned after so many years. The high-level cultivators of the Han family made a bold guess that Han Debiao and the others had gone to Zhongtian Continent.
"I hope so! Okay, I'll go heal my wounds first."
Han Zhangxiang agreed and flew away.
Han Benfu and others returned to their homes and performed their respective duties.
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Qingha City, a small valley surrounded by mountains on two sides.
There was a deafening thunder in the sky, and a huge thundercloud was floating in the sky with lightning and thunder.
Lu Feng stood on a hill in the distance with a serious expression.
After the thundercloud rolled violently, it turned into a huge silver tiger with silver arcs all over its body.
roar!
The giant silver tiger let out a deafening roar and pounced downwards.
After a loud bang, the valley was flooded with dazzling lightning.
After a while, the lightning dissipated and Lu Feng rushed over immediately.
Lu Qingyang stood on the ground, his face pale, his eyes full of joy, his clothes tattered, and he looked a little embarrassed.
"Yes, you have finally formed a baby, and you can still catch up with the All-Spirit Conference."
Lu Feng smiled, and with a shake of his right hand, a green porcelain bottle flew out.
Lu Qingyang took the porcelain bottle, poured out a green pill and swallowed it.
"You should take good care of your wounds first! After a while, we will go to Wanling Market with Fellow Daoist Han."
Lu Feng reminded him that during the years when he was in seclusion, Han Changming had made quite a name for himself.
Lu Feng was somewhat fortunate that he did not make enemies with Han Changming. After Han Changming formed his infant, he gave him healing pills, which could be considered a good relationship between them.
"Friend Han? How is he now?"
Lu Qingyang was slightly stunned.
"Friend Han is now a completely different person than he was before. He is very close to the Fourth and Seventh Young Misses of the Hundred Beasts Merchant Alliance. He also attended the wedding of the Wang family of Jinlong Mountain and gave them two Seven Clouds Immortal Pills. Now, when Friend Han is mentioned, everyone in Qingha City knows him."
Lu Feng's tone was filled with envy.
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In a secret room, Han Changming sat cross-legged on a cushion with his hands in a seal. There was a little yellow light in the void nearby.
After a while, the yellow light dissipated and he opened his eyes.
"Finally I have entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
Han Changming let out a breath, his eyes full of joy.
It took him more than sixty years to go from the early Nascent Soul stage to the middle Nascent Soul stage. This speed is considered relatively fast. He took some elixirs to improve his magic power, otherwise his cultivation speed would not have been so fast.
The spirit beast bag on Han Changming's waist moved. He seemed to have sensed something. He slapped the spirit beast bag and a purple light flew out of it. It was the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion is much larger than before, its color is darker, and it has been promoted to the fourth level.
The stinger of the Amethyst Flying Scorpion turned dark purple, and it looked extremely poisonous.
It neighed excitedly and its tail sting swung left and right.
"Yes, you have advanced to the fourth level. This is rare."
Han Changming was overjoyed, praised it, took out two colorful mushrooms and fed them to the Amethyst Flying Scorpion.
After the Amethyst Flying Scorpion ate two mushrooms, it opened its mouth and spurted out a stream of purple light, as if demonstrating its special magical powers.
Han Changming's mind moved, and he took out a red knife and hit the purple light. As a result, the red knife easily passed through the purple light, and there was nothing unusual about the red knife.
He thought of something and entered the Suzaku space with the Amethyst Flying Scorpio.
Arriving at the pool located halfway up Lingshan Mountain, Han Changming saw a group of blood-red spirit fish swimming in the pool. These spirit fish had blood-red scales all over their bodies, forked tails, and two golden tentacles on their mouths.
This is the golden-whiskered blood-scaled fish, which has grown to the second stage.
Han Changming used spiritual water to feed the golden-whiskered blood-scaled fish, and the black water ape came to feed it every once in a while.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion spewed out a stream of purple light, covering a golden-whiskered blood-scaled fish. The golden-whiskered blood-scaled fish struggled violently, and a stream of green light flew out of its body and disappeared into the mouth of the Amethyst Flying Scorpion.
The golden-whiskered blood-scaled fish suddenly floated in the pond, motionless. Han Changming fished it out and found that it was dead.
"Soul Eater!"
Han Changming's eyes flashed with surprise and he became excited.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion likes to eat the essence of monsters and poisonous plants and pills. After advancing to the fourth level, it actually has the ability to devour souls, which is beyond his expectations.
As far as he knew, only the strange bird called the ghost dove had similar magical powers.
No matter how powerful a cultivator's magical powers are, his soul is very weak. If his soul is hooked away by the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion, he will naturally lose his combat power.
The Amethyst Flying Scorpion cast spells twice in succession and became listless. Apparently, it had just been promoted to the fourth level and casting this magical power consumed a considerable amount of energy.
Han Changming fed it a few five-hundred-year-old colorful mushrooms and put them back into the spirit beast bag. After the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion was promoted to the fourth level, it mastered a very good new magical power. Han Changming named this magical power Soul-Devouring Forbidden Light.
This magical power is indeed powerful, but it is not impossible to guard against. If it is used head-on during a fight, it is difficult to hurt the enemy. After all, the enemy is not a fool. However, the Amethyst Flying Scorpion can also launch soul attacks. If this magical power is used, it will definitely be a powerful weapon.
Han Changming exited the Suzaku space and walked out.
Ye Xin was sitting in the stone pavilion, with a pot of steaming spiritual tea on the table and a thick ancient book on formations in her hands, reading with great interest.
"Husband, you have entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
Ye Xin felt the powerful aura emanating from Han Changming and her face was filled with surprise.