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Chapter 403 The Shouyuan Problem

Nine Holy Treasures? Yingtian Sacred Artifact?

Shu Han frowned and couldn't help but ask: "What is that?"

This sentence confused the old man.

"You don't know what the Yingtian Sacred Artifact is?"

Shu Han thought to himself, it's a damn well-known thing! If he wants to live in Yingtian Realm in the future, he really needs to add more common sense to Yingtian Realm.

So Shu Han shook his head violently and said, "I don't know."

"Young man, you are not from our Yingtian clan, are you?"

Shu Han snorted: "So what if it is, so what if it isn't? It's none of your business!"

"Yes, yes!"

The old man smiled and said: "It's none of my business. I don't care about your kid's affairs! Boy, this girl Yu Xiuyun is not in Nirvana City now, and has gone to Tianshu Holy Land. Do you know why she went to Tianshu Holy Land?

for what?"

Hearing this, Shu Han felt suspicious.

Pretending to be Yu Xiuyun, he passed through the Great Nirvana Pavilion and arrived at the Heavenly Treasure House. No one doubted his identity, which proved that they did not know that Yu Xiuyun had left the Great Nirvana City.

So he asked: "It should be a secret that Yu Xiuyun left Great Nirvana City and went to Tianshu Holy Land. How did you know?"

The old man sneered: "The old man has lived for four hundred years after all, and has been in the city lord's mansion for two hundred years. He more or less has his own intelligence network. What's so strange about knowing such a thing!"

Shu Han asked in surprise: "Four hundred years? How long has it taken you to become like this after four hundred years of cultivation in the middle stage of alchemy? You must have done too many things that are unfavorable to your heart. You must be repaid!"

"Pooh!"

The old man touched his old face and said: "Fuck you! I am still young among my peers! Alchemy monks of the same age as me have died one after another! But I still sound like the waves.

, full of energy!”

ah?

Hearing this, Shu Han was confused again.

It’s only been four hundred years and one group has died after another?

Your cultivation level was created by water, right?

According to Shu Han's knowledge, the approximate life span of a mortal ranges from forty to seventy years.

Monks in the foundation-building stage range from two hundred to six hundred years, depending on their cultivation level.

The elixir formation stage starts from a thousand years, and for a master like Song Jinglun, three thousand years is not a problem.

Shu Han couldn't help asking: "Old man, are you really only four hundred years old?"

The old man was angry: "What do you mean I'm only four hundred years old? Do I look older? Although I am four hundred years old, many people praise me for looking after me as if I were three hundred years old. Can you talk?"

Shu Han's face jumped and he said in astonishment: "Old man, how many years do you have left to live?"

"What's wrong? You're asking this, I hope I die! Let me tell you, I still have at least a hundred years to live!"

"That means you can only live five hundred years?"

Hearing this sentence, the old man became melancholy: "Yes, life is short, only five hundred years! I really want to ask God to lend me another five hundred years! Alas, but it is destined to be longevity, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Shu Han was confused and almost unsteady on his feet.

He thought carefully for a while and said: "Old man, we can discuss your request for cooperation, but not here. It is not safe for both of us to have a long discussion in the Great Nirvana Pavilion. When we get out of the Great Nirvana Pavilion, we can discuss it again

Let’s discuss it carefully!”

"Okay, kid, there is a courtyard thirty miles due west of the Great Nirvana Pavilion. I will wait for you there!"

After that, the old man waved his hand and turned into a black smoke, which disappeared into the gap in the wall of the heaven-level treasure house.

Shu Han transformed into Yu Xiuyun again, put away the vegetables, and walked straight out of the Great Nirvana Pavilion.

Despite Yu Xiuyun's identity, everyone treated Shu Han respectfully, and no one dared to risk his life to question Shu Han.

So Shu Han walked out of the Great Nirvana Pavilion without any hindrance and headed to the courtyard mentioned by the old man.

Shu Han used the Spiritual Invisibility Technique to come to the courtyard, and quietly scanned the entire courtyard with his clear eyesight. He did not dare to trust this oily old man, but under his clear eyesight, Shu Han did not see anything that could be done.

Formation. Soon, Shu Han, who was above, used his clear eyesight to see a black air flowing in the streets.

The black air flowed into the courtyard and transformed into the old man.

Shu Han was a little stunned. He didn't expect that as soon as he arrived with his front feet, the old man would come with his rear feet.

I walked out of the Great Nirvana Pavilion openly, but this old man was able to do it so quickly. It seemed that he had mastered the skill of sliding doors and picking locks.

So Shu Han appeared behind the old man, and he was so frightened that he jumped three feet high.

"I'll go! Not only do you have the art of transformation, but you also have the art of invisibility! Boy, you are really a genius, but can you take it easy? My heart can't stand it!" As he said that, he greeted Shu Han into the room and gave him a button.

Shu Han added three roots of spiritual tea to his cup.

Shu Han was a little speechless, and the spirit tea was not touched at all, so he asked: "Old man, what is your name?"

"I'm Gong Xiangming, kid, you're welcome, just call me Gong Ye."

Shu Han said: "Old Gong, Shu Han, I want to ask you something. How do you think about the longevity of monks with different cultivation levels in the Yingtian Clan? Can you tell me?"

"You Yingtian Clan!"

The old man smiled and said: "Sure enough, you are not from the Yingtian clan!"

Shu Han sneered: "You are going to join the Renaissance Army anyway. This kind of thing is not a secret. You will know sooner or later."

Gong Xiangming said: "Shou Yuan, I remember that the Qi refining stage is from forty to sixty years old, the foundation building stage is from one hundred to two hundred years old, and the elixir formation stage is from three hundred to six hundred years old. As for the Nascent Soul stage that follows?

I know very little about it, after all, there are too few such people. Moreover, it is meaningless to pay attention to longevity at the later stage of pill formation, and you will eventually have to participate in the Nine Saints Ascension."

Shu Han tapped his fingers on the table and asked: "Old man Gong, don't you think this life span is too short?"

"From the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building, it generally takes decades to accumulate enough mana to advance. And the amount of mana for a pill-forming monk is an astronomical figure. This point of Shouyuan will be gone after a few retreats, and it still takes a lot of time.

What are you practicing?"

"ah?"

When the old man heard this, he looked surprised again.

"What are you talking about? Why do you spend so much time accumulating mana? Can't you just fill it with spiritual liquid?"

What!

Shu Han suddenly realized!

The spiritual liquid in this world is very magical. It can be directly converted into one's own mana without going through the conversion of techniques. Drinking this spiritual liquid is like a great master directly using the technique of initiation, which can greatly increase the monk's mana in a short time.

Improvement also saves the monks the time to accumulate their own mana.

However, Shu Han had seen this kind of spiritual liquid in Xiacheng District, and it was quite effective in the Qi refining stage, but it was of little use to a pill-forming monk like him.

So Shu Han continued to ask: "I came from Xiacheng District and have seen spiritual liquid, but this kind of spiritual liquid is basically useless to us and other pill-forming monks."

"Ha ha!"

Gong Xiangming took out a small bottle of spiritual liquid from his storage ring.

"Look at this spiritual liquid!"

Shu Han opened the bottle cap and saw that the spiritual liquid in it was three-color. He checked it and confirmed that there was no problem before pouring it in one gulp.

Suddenly, I felt that the mana reserve in my body was rapidly increasing, and the effect was even stronger than that of high-level spiritual stones!

"this……"


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