Beast Soul God

"I wonder what the old gentleman wants?" Su Yunmei looked at the pair of ancient black eyes under the purple robe and asked.

"I need four 10-year-old Mushu, four 30-year-old Green Dragon Grass, four 40-year-old Magic Cloud Leaf, and a second-level wood-attributed beast core B Xixi. You can get the money from Jing Tuan by yourself.

锟廴ァ!?br/

"These things are quite hard to find, but there are still some in stock at this Tiandi venue. I'll go get them right away." After saying that, Suyun did not dare to neglect, took the crystal card, and left.

About half an hour later, Suyun came back with a smile on her face, followed by three attendants, each carrying a round tray.

"Old sir, what a coincidence, we have everything you need here." With that, Suyun ordered the attendant to place the round tray on the table.

"Yes." Han Chen nodded slightly and unceremoniously put the items on the tray into the Qilin Ring.

"Also, this is the second-level wood attribute beast core that you need, old sir. It was obtained by the mercenaries of our heaven and earth venue when they killed a second-level green wolf. Four ten-year-old Mushus total 10,000 gold coins. Four

A thirty-year-old Qinglongcao costs a total of eighteen thousand gold coins, four forty-year-old magic cloud leaves cost thirty thousand gold coins, and a second-level wood attribute beast core costs twelve thousand gold coins, plus the twelve thousand previously deducted.

Thousands of gold coins, your crystal 縰锘锘锘娉万八." With that said, Suyun took out a wooden box and a crystal 縰簒牒陈?br/

Han Chen took the wooden box and the purple crystal card and threw them into the Qilin Ring without opening them.

"Mr., don't you open it and take a look?" Seeing Han Chen's casual look, Su Yun also slightly opened her red lips and said.

"No need, I can trust the reputation of the auction house." As he said this, Han Chen also stood up slightly.

"I hope I can cooperate with the old man again next time." Seeing Han Chen stand up, a thrilling expression appeared on Suyun's jade face, and the white streaks on her chest rose and fell, which was quite eye-catching. Han Chen looked at it.

Chen's face turned red.

"Yes." After Han Chen said a word, he left alone.

And shortly after Han Chen left, the old man of Galle stood beside Suyun.

"Uncle Jiale, tell me, who is that old gentleman? He would put a book of exercises up for auction at will, and even buy so many medicinal materials." At this time, Su Yun had a smile on his face.

It has disappeared, replaced by a feeling that is as cold as ice and alienating thousands of miles away.

"That man is not simple. If my predictions are correct, the medicinal materials he bought should be ingredients for a second-grade elixir called Qingyuan Dan." The old man in Galle frowned slightly and said.

"Could he be an alchemist?" Su Yun lightly covered her red lips with her right hand. Although she had already suspected this, after hearing what the old man from Galle said, her face showed an extremely shocked look.

"Nine times out of ten, it's because I just used my soul power to explore his situation, but it was bounced back easily by him. I was almost injured." The old man from Galle nodded slightly, with the words 'incredible' written on his old face.

Large characters.

After Suyun heard this, he was slightly frightened. This old man from Galle was also a second-grade alchemist, but he couldn't find out the details of the mysterious old man. In other words, that old man was at least a third-grade alchemist.

"Next time this person comes here again, we must give him the highest level of treatment. We must try our best to win over this person. If we cannot win over him, at least we must make him have a good impression of us. We cannot afford to offend this person."

Old Man Le said and left.

…

"Teacher, it's great that we have enough materials this time." Han Chen hurried to a corner. When he knew that no one was following him, he quickly took off his black robe.

"Haha, yes, those medicinal materials are enough to refine fifteen Qingyuan Pills." Elder Ling's voice came from the Qilin Ring.

"It's just that those medicinal materials are so damn expensive. If I hadn't sold that Xuanjie Kung Fu book, I don't know how many years of contract I could have gotten so much money." Han Chen cursed secretly, thinking that he had lost most of his money.

My heart ached.

"Little guy, did you know that a Qingyuan Pill can be worth at least thirty thousand gold coins? Tell me, did you lose money or make a profit?" Old Ling's voice came out.

Han Chen took a slight breath of air-conditioning. Han Chen was also slightly startled, as if he was frightened by Mr. Ling's words.

"If you put it this way, we still made a profit, hehe." Han Chen calculated carefully and then said with a silly smile.

"But if it were others, they might actually lose money, but for me, losing money is impossible."

"How do you say that?" Han Chen was stunned.

"Hey, you don't understand after I told you. To put it simply, most people can't successfully refine medicine in one go. In other words, if an average person buys four medicinal materials and can finally successfully refine it, it would be good to have one.

Already." Mr. Ling said with a smile.

Han Chen nodded slightly and did not dwell on this topic. He couldn't be an alchemist anyway, but he really admired Mr. Ling from the bottom of his heart.

"Go back, you will spend the next time in hard training." Elder Ling said.

Han Chen nodded slightly and ran back with a touch of excitement and expectation.

"Huh, father, they haven't come back yet. Fortunately, I know a trail, otherwise, I wouldn't have come back so early." He fell heavily on the bed, with a look of tiredness on Han Chen's face.

"Teacher, when do you plan to make elixirs?" Lying on the bed, Han Chen called to the Kirin Ring in his hand.

"In order to not be disturbed when refining the elixir, I will refining the elixir at night." Elder Ling's voice came from the Qilin Ring, and immediately everyone around him was startled.

After lying down for a while, Han Chen slowly got up from the bed, closed his eyes and began to practice.

After this practice continued for half an hour, I was finally awakened by a knock on the door.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air from his throat, Han Chen quickly climbed up, opened the door, and saw the tall and kind figure of Han Xiaotian appearing in front of him.

"Father." Han Chen smiled slightly and let Han Xiaotian enter the room.

"Chen'er, I heard from the guard that you went out in the morning? Your injury hasn't healed yet, how could you go out?" Han Xiaotian said suspiciously after looking at Han Hao with bright eyes.

"Haha, father, my injury is okay, it's healed." Han Chen said with a smile as he tilted his head and felt Han Xiaotian's caring eyes.

"That's good." Han Xiaotian sat next to Han Chen, then took out a book and a wooden box from his arms, handed them to Han Chen, and said with a smile: "Although I don't know how you, a little guy, cultivate, but so do you

I've gained face for your father. Now those old guys are all respectful when they see me, haha. This is the reward for the top three. A copy of the Xuan-level low-level martial arts Hunyuan Kick and a first-grade elixir Juyuan Dan.

, I hope these can be helpful to you and reach the bone-tempering realm as soon as possible."

Seeing Han Xiaotian's happy look, Han Chen felt very warm in his heart. Although he has been stigmatized as a good-for-nothing over the years, his father's burden was even heavier. Now that he saw his father unloading the heavy burden, he was also very happy.

Glad.

Taking the two things from Han Xiaotian's hand, Han Chen nodded slightly and said, "Father, I will definitely work hard, don't worry."

Stroking Han Chen's hair with a smile, Han Xiaotian sighed slightly: "I have suffered a lot from you these years. If you can make such progress, your mother will be very happy if she knows about it."

Han Chen raised his head slightly and looked at Han Xiaotian, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart. Although he had memories of his previous life, he was now Han Chen, the son of Han Xiaotian. Now that his father mentioned his mother, Han Chen also felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

The feeling of longing.

"Father, can you tell me the news about my mother?" Han Chen lowered his head slightly and said, tears welling up in his eyes. After so many years, his father finally mentioned his mother.

p.s. There were some errors in this chapter. I'm sorry, but they have been corrected now.