As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!
Chapter 9 Ancient Scroll
After Fang Han dodged the attack, he was not idle. He slapped his hand on his waist and took out all the talismans and threw them towards Xie Yiyuan. He also summoned the Frost Sword and the long whip magic weapon to attack the bell-shaped magic weapon.
The three magic weapons were fighting in the air, but the bell-shaped magic weapon had a slight upper hand. After all, it was a middle-grade magic weapon.
At this time, the fireballs and ice cones transformed from the talisman also attacked Xie Yiyuan.
He used a black shield to block the flying fireballs and ice cones, but Xie Yiyuan didn't feel comfortable either.
Controlling two magic weapons with a cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi Refining consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness. At this time, Xie Yiyuan's face turned pale, and large beads of sweat kept dripping on his cheeks.
Seeing his state, Fang Han did not hesitate to use the flying sword, a medium-grade magic weapon, to stab Xie Yiyuan. The flying sword turned into a green light and hit the black shield. The black shield only lasted for two breaths before being knocked away. .
"How is it possible! How can you operate three magic weapons?"
Fang Han did not answer his question. After all, the dead did not need to know so much.
The flying sword kept dilating in Xie Yiyuan's pupils until it was inserted between his eyebrows. Blood spattered and the body fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open and he obviously refused to die in peace.
Without Xie Yiyuan's spiritual control, the bell-shaped magic weapon fell to the ground with dim light.
At this moment, Fang Han also looked pale, and it was extremely difficult for him to control three magical weapons.
After putting away Xie Yiyuan's magic weapon and taking it out of the storage bag, he sat cross-legged on the spot and started to meditate and recover using his exercises. After burning a stick of incense, Fang Han opened his eyes and his consciousness had been restored to some extent.
"This time when I return to Luohefang City, I must buy some elixirs for healing and restoring consciousness."
"I didn't expect that Xie Yiyuan also has a middle-grade magic weapon that can attack his spiritual consciousness. If I didn't have it, his spiritual consciousness would really be at stake this time in the late stage of Qi refining."
Returning to the inn where he originally rented, he renewed the lease for another seven days and returned to the room to open the ban. Fang Han took out the storage bag for this harvest and began to take stock of the harvest.
He took out five storage bags, wiped off the spiritual brand on them, and poured out the contents. In an instant, the ground was filled with spiritual stones, elixirs, techniques, low-level spiritual herbs, elixirs, talismans and Several magical artifacts.
After half a stick of incense, the inventory was finally completed. There were 850 six low-grade spiritual stones, thirteen bottles of Qi Gathering Pills, and five bottles of Qi Condensing Pills.
There are eight books of exercises that can be practiced to the perfection of Qi refining, 36 low-level spiritual herbs, twenty talismans, and seven magical instruments, five of which are low-grade and two of which are medium-grade.
Suddenly, Fang Han noticed an ancient scroll that he had ignored. He picked up the ancient scroll, spread it out and read it carefully. He saw that it contained dense text and a map.
"I am the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect, Miaoyin Zhenjun, your ancestor 500 years ago."
"I obtained two ancient treasures during an exploration of ancient ruins. The other three people who were exploring the ancient ruins with me took action against me out of greed."
"After a fierce battle, I activated a secret technique at the cost of serious injuries, killing two of them and the other one escaped."
"I knew I wouldn't survive, so I specially burned the map of the place where I was reborn in this volume. I hope that future generations who have spiritual roots can recover the treasures I left behind after they have established the foundation."
Looking at this ancient scroll, Fang Han's eyes lit up. This is the place where the great power of Nascent Soul is seated!
Not to mention the two ancient treasures, the Nascent Soul cultivator's storage bag alone is enough for Fang Han Jindan to have no shortage of cultivation resources.
Fang Han soon calmed down, because the place where Miaoyin Zhenjun was enthroned would not be accessible for a short period of time. According to the above records, he had to break through the foundation before he could go there. There was probably some danger involved.
And as mentioned above, once his cultivation became his revenge, Fang Han didn't pay attention at all.
Fang Han put away the resources on the ground and put the unused ones in another storage bag, and planned to sell them.
In terms of magical instruments, only the bell-shaped magical instruments are left, and the rest are planned to be sold.
After walking out of the inn, Fang Han went directly to the "Wanbao Pavilion" and entered the hall, where there were monks in twos and threes picking items.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you need?"
A maid with a delicate face came forward. This person was not the maid in pink skirt last time.
"I need to sell some magic weapons, talismans and spiritual herbs, as well as storage bags, and a few Qi refining period exercises."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Han took out five storage bags from his arms and handed them over. The maid took the storage bags and scanned them with her consciousness, slightly surprised.
"Fellow Taoist, because the amount of this transaction is large, I can't make the decision, so I have to inform the steward to come. Please wait a moment, fellow Taoist."
"No problem!"
Fang Han waved his hand.
Not long after, an old man with graying hair came out and faced Fang Han, cupping his fists and cupping his hands.
"This fellow Taoist has been waiting for a long time. I am Chen Mingyuan, the manager of Wanbao Pavilion."
"I've heard about Manager Chen's name for a long time."
Fang Han said politely.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite." After saying this, Chen Mingyuan took the storage bag from the maid's hand, and scanned his face with his spiritual consciousness, showing a hint of surprise, but he didn't ask any more questions.
Fang Han also saw surprise on Chen Mingyuan's face, but he didn't feel greed and couldn't help but think to himself.
"Wanbao Pavilion's reputation is still good, and it will not easily engage in the kind of murder and swindling."
Although Fang Han was confident that he could escape from the hands of the late Qi Refining Manager, he didn't like trouble either.
"Fellow Taoist, can I buy these magical weapons, storage bags, talismans and spiritual herbs for you, for 730 low-grade spiritual stones?"
"can!"
Chen Mingyuan took out 730 low-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag and placed them on the counter.
Fellow Taoist, please confirm whether it is correct.
After Fang Han's spiritual consciousness scanned and confirmed that it was correct, he put the spirit stone into the storage bag.
"Manager Chen, is there any elixir for sale in Wanbao Pavilion to heal wounds and restore consciousness?"
"Of course there is. For healing pills, I recommend the Rejuvenation Pill, which costs 15 Yuan Spirit Stone per bottle. This pill is the holy healing medicine for monks in the Qi Refining Stage."
"To restore the spiritual consciousness, we recommend the Nourishing Pill. The Nourishing Pill can not only restore the spiritual consciousness, but also nourish the spiritual consciousness a little. It only costs thirty spiritual stones for one bottle."
Fang Han couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, it's too expensive! But you must buy it. This little spiritual stone is nothing compared to your life.
"Bring me five bottles of rejuvenating pills and three bottles of nourishing pills."
The maid took out eight bottles of elixirs at the counter where the elixirs were stored and handed them to Fang Han. Fang Han took the elixirs, opened them and smelled them. A stream of clear water penetrated his mind and he felt refreshed.
"This spirit-nourishing pill is worthy of the high price. Just smelling it makes you feel that it has the effect of nourishing your spiritual consciousness," Fang Han thought to himself.
Fang Han was not in a hurry to pay for the spirit stones. He also wanted to buy some top-quality magic weapons.
"Manager Chen, I also want to buy some top-quality magic weapons from your pavilion. It's best to have one for offense and one for defense."
Hearing this, Chen Mingyuan narrowed his eyes with joy. A top-grade magic weapon requires five hundred spirit stones, let alone a top-grade defensive magic weapon. At least two hundred spirit stones must be added to this basis.
Chen Mingyuan asked the maid to get the magic weapon, and he took Fang Han to the reception room on the second floor. The two sat face to face, and Chen Mingyuan made Fang Han a cup of spiritual tea.
Fang Han took a sip of the spirit tea and praised the tea, while Chen Mingyuan said with a smile.
"With a friendly eye, this is the Jade Green Tea that you drink during the middle stage of Qi refining. It has the effect of increasing your cultivation level. One pound outside costs two hundred spirit stones. In Wanbao Pavilion, it is usually used to entertain distinguished guests."
"Oh! That's such an honor for Fang."
At this moment, the maid came in with a tray in her hand, and there were two jade boxes on the tray.
The three magic weapons were fighting in the air, but the bell-shaped magic weapon had a slight upper hand. After all, it was a middle-grade magic weapon.
At this time, the fireballs and ice cones transformed from the talisman also attacked Xie Yiyuan.
He used a black shield to block the flying fireballs and ice cones, but Xie Yiyuan didn't feel comfortable either.
Controlling two magic weapons with a cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi Refining consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness. At this time, Xie Yiyuan's face turned pale, and large beads of sweat kept dripping on his cheeks.
Seeing his state, Fang Han did not hesitate to use the flying sword, a medium-grade magic weapon, to stab Xie Yiyuan. The flying sword turned into a green light and hit the black shield. The black shield only lasted for two breaths before being knocked away. .
"How is it possible! How can you operate three magic weapons?"
Fang Han did not answer his question. After all, the dead did not need to know so much.
The flying sword kept dilating in Xie Yiyuan's pupils until it was inserted between his eyebrows. Blood spattered and the body fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open and he obviously refused to die in peace.
Without Xie Yiyuan's spiritual control, the bell-shaped magic weapon fell to the ground with dim light.
At this moment, Fang Han also looked pale, and it was extremely difficult for him to control three magical weapons.
After putting away Xie Yiyuan's magic weapon and taking it out of the storage bag, he sat cross-legged on the spot and started to meditate and recover using his exercises. After burning a stick of incense, Fang Han opened his eyes and his consciousness had been restored to some extent.
"This time when I return to Luohefang City, I must buy some elixirs for healing and restoring consciousness."
"I didn't expect that Xie Yiyuan also has a middle-grade magic weapon that can attack his spiritual consciousness. If I didn't have it, his spiritual consciousness would really be at stake this time in the late stage of Qi refining."
Returning to the inn where he originally rented, he renewed the lease for another seven days and returned to the room to open the ban. Fang Han took out the storage bag for this harvest and began to take stock of the harvest.
He took out five storage bags, wiped off the spiritual brand on them, and poured out the contents. In an instant, the ground was filled with spiritual stones, elixirs, techniques, low-level spiritual herbs, elixirs, talismans and Several magical artifacts.
After half a stick of incense, the inventory was finally completed. There were 850 six low-grade spiritual stones, thirteen bottles of Qi Gathering Pills, and five bottles of Qi Condensing Pills.
There are eight books of exercises that can be practiced to the perfection of Qi refining, 36 low-level spiritual herbs, twenty talismans, and seven magical instruments, five of which are low-grade and two of which are medium-grade.
Suddenly, Fang Han noticed an ancient scroll that he had ignored. He picked up the ancient scroll, spread it out and read it carefully. He saw that it contained dense text and a map.
"I am the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect, Miaoyin Zhenjun, your ancestor 500 years ago."
"I obtained two ancient treasures during an exploration of ancient ruins. The other three people who were exploring the ancient ruins with me took action against me out of greed."
"After a fierce battle, I activated a secret technique at the cost of serious injuries, killing two of them and the other one escaped."
"I knew I wouldn't survive, so I specially burned the map of the place where I was reborn in this volume. I hope that future generations who have spiritual roots can recover the treasures I left behind after they have established the foundation."
Looking at this ancient scroll, Fang Han's eyes lit up. This is the place where the great power of Nascent Soul is seated!
Not to mention the two ancient treasures, the Nascent Soul cultivator's storage bag alone is enough for Fang Han Jindan to have no shortage of cultivation resources.
Fang Han soon calmed down, because the place where Miaoyin Zhenjun was enthroned would not be accessible for a short period of time. According to the above records, he had to break through the foundation before he could go there. There was probably some danger involved.
And as mentioned above, once his cultivation became his revenge, Fang Han didn't pay attention at all.
Fang Han put away the resources on the ground and put the unused ones in another storage bag, and planned to sell them.
In terms of magical instruments, only the bell-shaped magical instruments are left, and the rest are planned to be sold.
After walking out of the inn, Fang Han went directly to the "Wanbao Pavilion" and entered the hall, where there were monks in twos and threes picking items.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you need?"
A maid with a delicate face came forward. This person was not the maid in pink skirt last time.
"I need to sell some magic weapons, talismans and spiritual herbs, as well as storage bags, and a few Qi refining period exercises."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Han took out five storage bags from his arms and handed them over. The maid took the storage bags and scanned them with her consciousness, slightly surprised.
"Fellow Taoist, because the amount of this transaction is large, I can't make the decision, so I have to inform the steward to come. Please wait a moment, fellow Taoist."
"No problem!"
Fang Han waved his hand.
Not long after, an old man with graying hair came out and faced Fang Han, cupping his fists and cupping his hands.
"This fellow Taoist has been waiting for a long time. I am Chen Mingyuan, the manager of Wanbao Pavilion."
"I've heard about Manager Chen's name for a long time."
Fang Han said politely.
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite." After saying this, Chen Mingyuan took the storage bag from the maid's hand, and scanned his face with his spiritual consciousness, showing a hint of surprise, but he didn't ask any more questions.
Fang Han also saw surprise on Chen Mingyuan's face, but he didn't feel greed and couldn't help but think to himself.
"Wanbao Pavilion's reputation is still good, and it will not easily engage in the kind of murder and swindling."
Although Fang Han was confident that he could escape from the hands of the late Qi Refining Manager, he didn't like trouble either.
"Fellow Taoist, can I buy these magical weapons, storage bags, talismans and spiritual herbs for you, for 730 low-grade spiritual stones?"
"can!"
Chen Mingyuan took out 730 low-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag and placed them on the counter.
Fellow Taoist, please confirm whether it is correct.
After Fang Han's spiritual consciousness scanned and confirmed that it was correct, he put the spirit stone into the storage bag.
"Manager Chen, is there any elixir for sale in Wanbao Pavilion to heal wounds and restore consciousness?"
"Of course there is. For healing pills, I recommend the Rejuvenation Pill, which costs 15 Yuan Spirit Stone per bottle. This pill is the holy healing medicine for monks in the Qi Refining Stage."
"To restore the spiritual consciousness, we recommend the Nourishing Pill. The Nourishing Pill can not only restore the spiritual consciousness, but also nourish the spiritual consciousness a little. It only costs thirty spiritual stones for one bottle."
Fang Han couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, it's too expensive! But you must buy it. This little spiritual stone is nothing compared to your life.
"Bring me five bottles of rejuvenating pills and three bottles of nourishing pills."
The maid took out eight bottles of elixirs at the counter where the elixirs were stored and handed them to Fang Han. Fang Han took the elixirs, opened them and smelled them. A stream of clear water penetrated his mind and he felt refreshed.
"This spirit-nourishing pill is worthy of the high price. Just smelling it makes you feel that it has the effect of nourishing your spiritual consciousness," Fang Han thought to himself.
Fang Han was not in a hurry to pay for the spirit stones. He also wanted to buy some top-quality magic weapons.
"Manager Chen, I also want to buy some top-quality magic weapons from your pavilion. It's best to have one for offense and one for defense."
Hearing this, Chen Mingyuan narrowed his eyes with joy. A top-grade magic weapon requires five hundred spirit stones, let alone a top-grade defensive magic weapon. At least two hundred spirit stones must be added to this basis.
Chen Mingyuan asked the maid to get the magic weapon, and he took Fang Han to the reception room on the second floor. The two sat face to face, and Chen Mingyuan made Fang Han a cup of spiritual tea.
Fang Han took a sip of the spirit tea and praised the tea, while Chen Mingyuan said with a smile.
"With a friendly eye, this is the Jade Green Tea that you drink during the middle stage of Qi refining. It has the effect of increasing your cultivation level. One pound outside costs two hundred spirit stones. In Wanbao Pavilion, it is usually used to entertain distinguished guests."
"Oh! That's such an honor for Fang."
At this moment, the maid came in with a tray in her hand, and there were two jade boxes on the tray.
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