"So, just to survive, you made me run all the way in vain, and you also wanted to use the hands of the Yaksha tribe to kill me."
Su Han said calmly.
Bai Xiangu's mind was spinning rapidly. Finally, she thought of something and said as if offering a treasure: "Emperor Su, although my words are half true and half false, you do have a chance to steal the Ningxiang Fruit Tree!"
"I know, if you give me a few more years of practice, when I have condensed the golden body, I will immediately snatch away those condensed phase fruit trees."
Su Han sneered.
"No, no, I'm talking about right now..." Fairy Bai said with a bitter smile.
"Tell me about it."
Su Han said calmly.
"Two months later, the great yaksha will go to the holy city to meet the saint. That is the time when the saint is preaching. The great yakshas of all major tribes will not miss this opportunity."
Bai Xiangu said: "At that time, only the leader of the fierce battle hall and the deputy leader Ling Zhan will be left in the holy city.
The great yaksha will not come back for three to five years."
"In this way, the risk is indeed smaller, but as long as the Emperor of Heaven remains in charge of the medicinal forest, I still have no chance to steal the Condensed Phase Fruit Tree."
Su Han said.
"I heard from the young lady that the master of the Fierce Battle Hall has reached the peak of the Six Tribulations in cultivation for many years. In the past few months, it is possible to completely condense the golden body and enter the realm of a strong golden body of the Seven Tribulations."
Bai Xiangu said: "At that time, as long as you lure Ling Zhan out of the ancestral city, you will have a great chance of stealing the Ningxiang Fruit Tree during the period when the leader of the Fighting War Hall is promoted, and he will not be able to spare his hands at that time.
Otherwise, your promotion will fail!”
"It's illusory. It's not that simple to be promoted from six tribulations to seven tribulations. You can't guarantee that he will be promoted within a few months."
Su Hanlian laughed, "If I keep waiting like this, how long will I have to wait?"
"Emperor Su, even a few years are worth waiting for the Ningxiang Fruit Tree."
Bai Xiangu said sarcastically.
Su Han pondered for a few breaths. Since he came here this time, if he didn't bring a few Ningxiang fruit trees back, his time and opportunity would have been wasted.
"I don't trust you too much, take me to that formation first to have a look.
Whether you can survive depends on whether you know your interests."
Su Han smiled.
... Far away from the ancestral city, Fairy Bai took Su Han to a valley. The valley was quiet, lonely, and lush, and there was basically no sign of anyone moving here.
Walking along a certain crack in the valley, it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the bottom of the valley. There was a cave below, which was very wide. Not far away, Su Han saw a stone formation! "Emperor Su, that's the cave.
It’s here.”
Bai Xiangu looked at the stone formation with complex eyes: "When we come from Fengyun Jiuzhou, we will not appear here, but if we want to go to Fengyun Jiuzhou, we have to start here."
There was one thing she didn't tell Su Han. In these years in Fengyun Jiuzhou, she often traveled back and forth between the two places.
Every time, she could feel the power of the formation dissipating. Based on her experience, she speculated that this time, it might not be possible for the two of them to return to Fengyun Jiuzhou at the same time.
It was precisely for this reason that she wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife and leave this opportunity to herself.
However, this is just speculation. Whether the two of them can return to Fengyun Jiuzhou at the same time depends on the actual situation at that time.
"Give me the jade slip you got before."
Su Han said calmly.
Bai Xiangu hesitated for a moment, but she immediately felt a tingling pain on her skin. It was Su Han's murderous intention condensing on her body. When she saw this, she immediately took out a jade slip and handed it to Su Han.
Su Han swept his mind and immediately understood how to activate this formation. No external intervention was needed. The formation already had the power stored in advance and could be activated.
"Emperor Su, when you return to Kyushu, can you take me with you? I am in the Yasha clan now and there is no way I can survive. If the young lady knows that I have escaped again, she will definitely deal with me according to the law next time..." Bai Xiangu begged.
road.
From this moment on, she has nothing to control Su Han. Whether she has a chance to return to Kyushu alive depends on Su Han's thoughts.
"Then you'd better pray in your heart that I can come back here safe and sound."
Su Han smiled lightly, and the power of the saint's authority instantly enveloped Fairy Bai.
Bai Xiangu's body suddenly froze and stood motionless. From this moment on, her time was imprisoned.
After Su Han left here, he returned all the way to his ancestral city.
The waiting time is long, and he will naturally not slack off in his cultivation. However, all the top-grade spiritual coins from before were converted into energy stones and placed in the Doomsday Heavenly Shield.
There is no Ningxiang Pill in his body, and without the cooperation of the Ningxiang Pill, his cultivation speed is very slow. During this period, he has to earn a sum of money in the ancestral city to support his cultivation.
"Sir, do you want to buy a magic weapon?
Your Excellency is very cool, you have never been to the ancestral city of our Blood Slaughter Tribe before, have you?"
In front of the Jubao Pavilion, a female Yaksha walked up to Su Han with a smile and her charming eyes. It was not that she was deliberately tempting Su Han, but the female Yaksha's instinct.
The cultivation level of this female Yaksha is around the middle stage of Nirvana, and she looks young. Su Han looked at her a few times, then smiled and said: "I am a magic weapon craftsman. I am passing by here and plan to earn some travel expenses.
I wonder if your Jubao Pavilion has any needs in this regard?"
Divine weapon craftsman?
The female Yaksha's expression suddenly became more solemn, and her attitude became a little more respectful. She asked in a low voice: "I don't know that you are a magic weapon craftsman in front of me. This little girl may have offended me. Please forgive me."
"Brother, is he a magic weapon craftsman?
Real or fake?”
A deep voice sounded behind Su Han.
When the female Yaksha saw the visitor, she quickly bent down and saluted: "I have seen Mr. Immortal before."
Surnamed Xian, Su Han's eyes moved slightly.
The Da Yaksha of the Blood Slaughter Tribe is surnamed Xian, and in the ancestral city, the Yakshas with the Xian surname are basically the blood of Da Yaksha.
The cultivation level of the Immortal Master in front of him is probably around the peak of the Three Tribulations, and his health value far exceeds that of Su Han.
It has reached a huge 170 points! In Fengyun Jiuzhou, 160 points is the limit of the peak of the three tribulations. Even the dragon son, the supreme dragon son, will not exceed it too much when walking.
Su Han believed that he had reached the peak of the Three Tribulations, and his life value would only be between 165 and 168! "The blessing of luck is indeed extraordinary. It is a pity that the human race only has one saint in the earthly immortal world, and I don't know what the authority of this saint is."
Regarding..." Su Han thought to himself.
After he came to the immortal world, he noticed some changes in his body, but he was unable to determine the actual changes.
"I am indeed a magic weapon craftsman."
Su Han nodded slightly towards Mr. Immortal.
"Brother, can you forge an eighth-level magic weapon?"
Mr. Xian hesitated for a moment and asked.
The few yakshas who accompanied him seemed to have a good background, and they all had a smile in their eyes when they heard this.
"How can you bump into an eighth-level divine weapon craftsman at will? We only have about thirty or so of them here in the North."
One of them laughed.
It turns out that in the immortal world, divine weapon craftsmen are still a rare species, so is the same for fire doctors?
Su Han smiled.
"I can indeed forge an eighth-level magic weapon."