Lin Xufeng naturally understood the meaning of Zhao Qingcheng's words, and then asked:
"But in this Qiongguang City, who has the courage to agree to kill the talents that Tianxuan Sect values ?"
Zhao Qingcheng said: "Have you forgotten Tianxuanmen's mortal enemy, Leixiaomen?
If you, Mr. Lin, are willing to give a big gift to Lei Xiao Sect, there must be someone in Lei Xiao Sect who will be very happy to help Mr. Lin."
Lin Xufeng said: "But...who should I find, and what kind of gift should I give?"
Zhao Qingcheng smiled and said: "I wonder if Mr. Lin has ever heard of the ten thousand yuan in Leixiao Sect?"
Lin Xufeng nodded and said: "Ten thousand yuan?
He seems to be a master of the fifth level of heaven, but what kind of gift should I give him?"
Zhao Qingcheng said: "This ten thousand yuan cultivation method has now reached its bottleneck. I really need a Spirit Sword Pill to boost my cultivation. Even if Master Lin does not have this Spirit Sword Pill, given the power of Master Lin's family,
, it’s not difficult to get it, right?”
After Lin Xufeng heard Zhao Qingcheng's words, he couldn't help but nodded. He exchanged a Spirit Sword Pill for ten thousand yuan. A master of the fifth level of Heavenly Path killed an alchemist who was not in the first level of Heavenly Path. Thinking of this,
He will certainly not refuse.
Although Han Jiulin was valued by the Tianxuan Sect, he was only an alchemist at the first level of heaven. If Wan Lingyuan wanted to kill him, he would probably have no trouble at all.
And the Leixiao Sect and Tianxuanmen behind Wanlingyuan are sworn enemies. Even if Tianxuanmen launches an attack, Leixiao Sect will not be afraid at all.
After all, it is undoubtedly a situation that the Leixiao Sect is extremely happy to see if the Tianxuan Sect can lose such a genius who has a high possibility of reaching the realm of a great alchemist.
Han Jiulin walked all the way in Qiongguang City and felt deeply that the cultivation resources in high-level civilizations were extremely rich. Even Lingzhou City, the capital of the original Jingtian Empire, was far out of reach.
It seems that it is precisely for this reason that the talents in the Qingling Empire are far inferior to those of other civilizations, but their cultivation is much higher than those of practitioners from other civilizations.
Han Jiulin estimated that if Baili Yuntian and Xiao Lengtong had grown up in the Qiongling Empire since childhood, even if they had not yet broken through to the realm of saints, they would at least be masters of the fifth level of heavenly realm.
A few hours later, the sky gradually darkened. Han Jiulin, running all the way, had collected the four kinds of treasure materials that Li Dao needed for refining weapons.
However, these four kinds of weapon refining materials are really expensive. Even the spiritual stones that Han Jiulin collected after killing Xiahou Gaoshun and his son and those Yun tribe masters will soon be out of money.
However, in order to refine and forge these three ninth-grade magic weapons that contain the power of quasi-gods, even if the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" and the red giant cauldron taken from Xiahou Gaoshun were all sold, it would not be enough for them.
It’s worth it for Han Jiulin.
When the bright moon rose high, Han Jiulin and Xiao Lengtong had returned to the manor and planned to stay here tonight.
Han Jiulin looked at the cold and beautiful face of Xiao Lengtong in front of him, and then asked:
"Given the talent of Miss Lengtong, which is no less than that of Brother Baili, and the cultivation resources in the Xiao clan, it seems that you should not only have your current cultivation level."
"The reason why Brother Baili's level is not up to expectations is because his cultivation was abandoned after being plotted by others. He wasted three years of cultivation. But Miss Leng Tong, your cultivation... seems to definitely not stop at
this?"
Although Han Jiulin didn't know the specific extent of Xiao Lengtong's talent, he could sense that her body exuded some aura that was quite similar to that of Lord Kongshi, so he asked curiously.
Xiao Lengtong said: "I am dissatisfied with Mr. Jiulin. In fact, the Xuan Jing of Heavenly Paths practiced by our Xiao clan is not a complete volume.
And the origin of our Xiao Clan's Heavenly Path Mysterious Scripture is a huge secret..."
Just when Xiao Lengtong was about to continue speaking, she suddenly saw a white phantom with disheveled hair suddenly appearing behind Han Jiulin. She was startled and then couldn't help but speak:
"This...what is this?"
When Han Jiulin saw Xiao Lengtong's reaction, he naturally guessed that the strange remnant that looked exactly like Gongye Menglan must have appeared again, and then he comforted Xiao Lengtong:
"Don't be afraid, Miss Leng Tong. This remnant will not harm others."
Xiao Lengtong had a good heart, but quickly regained his composure. Looking at the remnant soul, he asked Han Jiulin:
"Mr. Jiulin, this... the owner of this broken soul, was he killed by you before he was alive?"
Han Jiulin couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and then said:
"Of course not. The owner of this broken soul was a very powerful master in her lifetime. She could crush me to death just by raising her fingers. How can I kill her?"
"I also accidentally became infected with this remnant spirit in a secret cave, and I still don't know how to deal with it."
Just after Han Jiulin finished speaking, the strange remnant whose appearance was exactly the same as that of Gongye Menglan suddenly changed.
I just heard her murmuring, "I found it, I finally found it!"
After saying such meaningless words, he quickly walked away from the house in the blink of an eye.
Han Jiulin was naturally quite surprised when he saw this situation. No matter what methods he tried, he could not get rid of the entanglement of this strange ghost, but now it suddenly went away without any warning. What exactly happened?
What?
As Han Jiulin's mind was spinning rapidly, he could only think of one possibility. Could it be that An Rujing was also in Qiongguang City?
"Miss Lengtong, I'm afraid I have to go out for a while, I'm sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jiulin stood up and turned into a silvery white thunder and disappeared.
In a valley outside Qiongguang City, there is a Taoist temple named Qingquan Temple located in it.
The owner of this Taoist temple was originally a female disciple of the inner sect in the Ditian Mountain, but she was attacked by An Rujing and her soul was brutally stolen.
In this way, An Rujing can not only possess the memory and part of the other party's cultivation, but can even freely transform into the appearance of the inner sect female disciple, and can come and go freely in the Taoist temple and the Emperor Tian Shenshan.
After the white remnant flew into the Qingquan Temple, the evil spirit on its body became stronger and stronger, filling every corner of the Qingquan Temple.
When Han Jiulin came to the Qingquan Temple, he sensed the aura coming from An Rujing. Then a red swift shadow came here instantly after breaking through the white remnant. He stared at Han Jiulin and said with a smile:
"Han Jiulin, I didn't come to trouble you, but you took the initiative to bring this evil thing to die. Are you really tired of living?"