I have a magic pot

The spiritual power purity of middle-grade spirit stones is far from comparable to that of low-grade spirit stones, and the absorption speed is also several times that of low-grade spirit stones.

Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stuffed the four middle-grade spirit stones into his pocket.

And with lightning speed, he came to the side of the two men who had been cut in half by Mu Qianxun.

These two are both Chen-level powerhouses, not counting outside powerhouses like Mu Qianxun, Chen-level spirit warriors are already the ceiling of Bailong County's combat power.

For a character of this level, how many good things can be missing?

Han Feng searched the two people's remains with skillful techniques, but the result was unexpected.

These two people don't even have a single spirit stone on them, only one of them has a unique martial art called "Wind and Thunder Step".

Han Feng was overjoyed when he saw that the rank of martial arts was actually a lower rank of spiritual rank.

The value of spiritual martial skills is so precious that it is definitely not inferior to those four middle-grade spirit stones.

Moreover, now his Baihong pace has been cultivated to the subtle level.

But limited by the martial arts themselves, they are only basic low-level ordinary martial arts, and there is no room for improvement.

With Han Feng's current cultivation level, he already needed to replace it with a higher level martial skill, and this martial skill came at the right time.

However, Han Feng was not happy for long.

When he was flipping through it, he realized that this martial arts book turned out to be a fragmented copy, only the first half, and the second half was missing.

If you practice, you can only cultivate the first half of the realm.

Han Feng was immediately disappointed, and then looked at the man lying on the ground with his head in a different place, Han Feng couldn't help thinking to himself.

No wonder you become a "dead soul under the sword". Even the body skills you cultivate are incomplete. If you don't die, whoever dies will die.

Although a little depressed, Han Feng still put this half of the physical martial arts into his arms.

After all, even if it is a half-level spiritual martial skill, it is better than a high-level ordinary martial skill.

In the end, Han Feng obtained four middle-grade spirit stones and half a book of spirit-grade martial arts.

Compared to his own losses, Han Feng felt that he still had a small loss, but he finally had psychological comfort.

As for what Mu Qianxun confessed to him today, about the truth about the secret mission three years ago and the wonder of the Lingquan Eye, Han Feng was certainly very curious.

But he also has self-knowledge. With his current strength, he can't intervene at all. It is best to keep a distance from major events involving the interests of the empire.

Seeing that Han Feng had packed his things, Mu Qianxun said.

"One person escaped just now. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's leave here first."

Han Feng nodded, buried the bodies of those two hastily, and walked towards the passage with Mu Qianxun.

The Chen-level powerhouse blew up his dantian just now, and the explosive force produced was extremely strong. Fortunately, this is a fine iron ore vein. If it were an ordinary cave, it would have completely collapsed.

At this moment, although the passage is full of gravel, it has not been completely blocked.

Mu Qianxun was injured and unable to move, so Han Feng opened the way ahead.

Not long after, the two walked out of the passage, passed through the Five Elements Escape Formation, and returned to the first mine.

At this moment, the boulder at the entrance of the cave has been overturned. As soon as the two walked out of the cave, they heard a voice of surprise and surprise from a distance.

"Homeowner!"

At this moment, Steward Zhang dragged his old body and came to the front through the jagged mountain road, and said nervously.

"Oh...you scared me to death just now.

Patriarch, what happened in the mine?Why did it shake so suddenly.

I thought it was an earthquake, but luckily you came out! "

"Haha, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Han Feng waved his hand and casually comforted him.

But at this moment, Butler Zhang suddenly noticed Mu Qianxun behind Han Feng.

"Uh...this...?"

Butler Zhang was stunned for a moment.

Han Feng hurriedly explained.

"Oh... this is Miss Mu Qianxun, the oiran of Sajin Pavilion.

When I came here today, I actually had an appointment with Miss Mu, and Miss Mu arrived one step ahead.

We were just chatting about life and ideals in the mine just now, but we didn't expect the mine to vibrate suddenly, which is really a big disappointment. "

Seeing Han Feng talking nonsense without changing his face, Mu Qianxun couldn't help rolling his eyes secretly.

But Butler Zhang scratched his head and suddenly realized.

"Oh I got it."

Then, Mu Qianxun suddenly asked.

"Mister, did you see other people coming out of the mine just now?"

"Hmm... is there anyone else?"

Butler Zhang was a little confused.

"I was dizzy from the shaking just now, and I didn't see anything."

Mu Qianxun nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

Afterwards, the three of them left the mine vein together.

Steward Zhang drove the carriage, and Han Feng and Mu Qianxun sat in the carriage together.

On the carriage, seeing Han Feng still holding the Longyin Spear with a broken tip, Mu Qianxun couldn't help but shook her head and said.

"Your gun is too soft!"

"Um……?"

When Han Feng heard this, he subconsciously looked between his legs and argued.

"Nonsense, you haven't tried it, how do you know?"

"Um... what do you mean?"

Mu Qianxun was a little puzzled, but continued to speak.

"Although this long spear is a relatively high-quality second-level spirit soldier, the gun body is flexible and flexible, and it is inclined to a flexible and treacherous fighting method.

From my observation of your combat style, you are better at fighting head-on, and you can drop ten times with one force.

This gun is too soft and light for you, unable to give full play to your combat effectiveness.

You might as well go to the Imperial Firm and build a long spear suitable for you, which may help you improve your strength. "

Mu Qianxun's words made Han Feng fall into silence.

I have to admit that Mu Qianxun's eyesight is indeed vicious.

As early as when Han Feng used the Dragon Spear for the first time, he felt a little uncomfortable.

In the past, he felt that maybe he had never practiced marksmanship before, so he was a little uncomfortable.

Now Mu Qianxun's words made Han Feng suddenly realize that maybe this weapon is not suitable for him.

With his physical strength and strength, he almost has a crushing advantage among warriors of the same level.

However, the Dragon Yin Spear is too flexible, but it cannot exert its strength to the extreme.

If you change to a more powerful and heavy spear, maybe your combat power can be raised to another level.

The so-called "a single word awakens the dreamer", Han Feng suddenly felt enlightened, and couldn't help but clasped his fist at Mu Qianxun.

"Thank you Miss Mu for your advice."

Mu Qianxun just nodded, then closed her eyes and concentrated, as if she was recuperating her injury.

However, Han Feng's mind was still active, and he was a little excited when he thought of building his own spiritual soldier.

Thinking about it, I have collected a lot of precious materials on my body now, and it is more than enough to make a spiritual spear.

It seems that today I will go to the Imperial Trading Company by the way...

2 Chapter [-] Customized Spirit Soldiers

The carriage drove all the way into the county town, and Han Feng sent Mu Qianxun back to Sajin Pavilion.

Immediately, Han Feng asked Steward Zhang to drive and went directly to the Imperial Commercial Bank.

Han Feng has been to Imperial Commercial Bank several times, so he naturally came in with ease.

As soon as they entered the Imperial Firm, a waitress greeted them with a salute.

When he looked up at Han Feng, he said in amazement.

"You are the head of the Han family, right?"

"Well...you know me?"

The waitress smiled lightly.

"Patriarch Han is now very famous in Bailong County, so the little girl naturally knows it."

Han Feng's reputation in Bailong County is indeed extremely resounding.

The former No. [-] waste material in Bailong County is now a rising comet.

Not only won the No. 1 Han Family Patriarch Competition, but now it has completely separated from the Han Family to form a new Han Family.

What Han Feng did caused huge waves in Bailong County.

The huge contrast between before and after also made his reputation more famous, and many people became very curious about him.

Some people even made a self-portrait for Han Feng, compiled it into a biography of the character and sold it.

"Patriarch Han, I don't know what you need when you come to the firm today?"

Han Feng said bluntly.

"Can your firm build spiritual soldiers?"

As soon as these words came out, the beautiful eyes of the beautiful waitress suddenly lit up.

There is no other reason, the price of spiritual weapons is not cheap, even first-grade spiritual weapons can often be worth hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones.

If a customer buys a spiritual weapon, she can get a big commission.

And compared to buying and selling spiritual weapons, building spiritual weapons is even more expensive.

Because building a spirit weapon is a skill, in addition to paying for materials, the service fee for private customization is even higher.

When a customized business is completed, the commission fee in the middle will undoubtedly be more generous.

The waitress nodded quickly.

"Of course there are.

There are three craftsmen in this firm who specialize in customizing spiritual weapons for customers, but I don't know what level of spiritual weapons Master Han needs to create? "

Han Feng thought for a moment.

"A third-level spirit soldier."

Those few short words shocked the waitress quite a bit.

"A third-level spiritual soldier?"

"What, is there a problem?"

The waitress quickly waved her hand.

"No no!"

At this moment, the waitress's heart was already beating wildly, and a blush welled up on her fair cheeks.

The look in Han Feng's eyes was so gentle that water dripped out.

A third-level spirit soldier is a treasure that costs hundreds or even thousands of spirit stones. This branch of the Bailong County Imperial Commercial Bank may not be able to sell one or two pieces a year.