The Second Immortal Road

"The bowl of spiritual sand brought out by the Holy Spirit of the Dharma Sect was indeed taken away by the old zombie. It exists in the Netherbone Continent, which has not many gods. Who can **** things from it? Isn't it a death? It's still in its hands!" Han Ming nodded, admitting so.

In fact, there are a few grains of that kind of spiritual sand on the human body, but it was not brought out by the Holy Spirit of the Dhara Sect, but brought out by my finger insects, and now it is not considered to be a lie.

And indeed, the girl's strings didn't break again.

After answering the last question, the old man in Yipaoge was silent, and the mortal **** one side also stopped playing the piano, very obedient, and stayed quietly.

"After answering the three questions, do you plan to keep your promise?" Han Ming asked faintly, the magic dragon blade in his body was ready to fly out.

"Naturally abide by the promise. The two stones are separated from the mother and son. Our Yipao Pavilion is useless, so we will give it to fellow daoists!" The old man of the Yipao Pavilion pushed the two stones to Han Ming's body.

A strange color appeared on Han Ming's face, but he didn't expect that this person would actually give it to him, but it was beyond his expectation. After all, the three questions he answered didn't have much important information.

"Really give it to me?" Han Ming asked suspiciously.

"Naturally, Fellow Daoist Han took the stone and left. You don't have to ask any questions, and you won't say anything if you ask!" The old man Yipaoge nodded, then lowered his head and took a sip of tea again.

Han Ming frowned and didn't know what abacus this person was playing, but it didn't matter. The two pieces of stone were genuinely sold apart from each other. Just take them away. He didn't have any loss.

Raising his hand, put the two mother-in-law stones into his sleeves, Han Ming got up, and took a sip of the Jiuxiangling Tea in front of him. No matter the old man in the Yipao Pavilion, the technique was pinched and turned into a black color. The escape light lased away in the distance.

After Han Ming left, the old man in Yipaoge quickly stood up and respectfully bowed to the girl who played the piano: "My lord, are you satisfied with the answer?"

At the same time, the other two rays of light shot from a distance, magnificent, and surprisingly the presence of two great monks, and they also flew down in the small pavilion, paying respectful respect to the mortal girl.

"Not satisfied!" The girl didn't lift her head, just stretched out her jade-like index finger to gently flick the strings, and said coldly.

A elder brother of Jinpao Jiao immediately bowed slightly when he heard the words, and bowed and said: "The envoy is not satisfied. Later, the three of me will go and catch the kid back!"

"Huh?" The girl slightly raised her head and glanced at Young Master Jinpao Jia, her eyes a little cold.

Young Master Jinpaojia was shocked when he saw this. He already knew that he had lost his words, which was irritating this great god. He immediately accused him and wanted to take back his words.

"Don't move that person with the surname Han, and don't move the Ascended Star Sect. You don't know what their backers are. If that person is angry, let alone you, even this king will have no resistance. That person. Don't need the body, just come from the deity world, and you can shoot your little strange robe pavilion into fly ashes, and there is no scum left!" The mortal woman said in a deep voice, and then added: "This world is already broken. , Your cultivation base can be regarded as a powerful one, but in fact, it is also worthy of being called a great monk in the late Yuan Ying period? There is no awe at all, and I always feel that I can cross the world? I don’t know that the weak is pitiful!"

"My master's lesson is, I'll remember it!" The three cultivators nodded again and again in the later stage of the Nascent Soul, as if they were humbly taught.

The mortal woman didn't care about the three monks of the late Yuan Ying period, but just played with the strings and frowned the slender willow eyebrows, as if thinking about something.

She was really annoyed, and finally came to the lower realm. She thought that as long as she caught the guy who had met in the Netherbone Continent and asked two ways to communicate, she would be able to go to the Netherbone Continent and regain the Heavenly Desolate Spiritual Land.

But after the Lower Realm, I found that I couldn't find the kid anymore, so I could only search for the kid in Middle Earth while inquiring about the kid's origins and roots.

She worked hard enough to find the origin of the kid. It turned out to be a small sect monk who can be destroyed by a finger in the remote north. Among them, the Yuan Ying period is only three or two, but she can wait for her to learn this accidentally. After the portrait of the Taishang elder of the small sect, he was almost shocked.

It turned out to be the one without boundaries.

Originally planned to arrest the members of Shengxingzong, and force the kid surnamed Han out, but after she learned that the man existed, where did she dare to take action, she could only wait quietly, and then inquired, she found that The kid had a lot to do with that guy.

After knowing all this, she didn't dare to think of catching that kid at all. If she knew that she would dare to do so, the Wuyahai Gongfu, let alone the prosperous Mu Clan, the whole spiritual world might not have her. A place to stay.

The hard one can't come, but the soft one can only come. She secretly asked the information she needed, but unexpectedly the kid surnamed Han didn't even know that he would not be able to return to the Netherbone Continent.

The original plan was broken, and she was in a mess. Now that she was in the lower realm, she didn't know how to find the Netherbone Continent where the ‘clouds do not know the place’.

Helpless, I can only take one step at a time. The first thing to do is to try to pass some miraculous medicine down, raise the three subordinates of Yipaoge to the stage of transforming gods, and then send them out to sea to find the Netherbone Continent.

Han Ming played with the son and mother separated the Yuanshi and flew away. Now the goal has been achieved. It is time to meet the Nightmare Demon Sect and accompany Concubine Lu to retreat. In this retreat, he intends to break through the mid-term bottleneck and completely become a major monk. .

Along the way, Han Ming flew for two full months, but by chance, he ran into an auction that was not big or small. On a whim, he planned to try it out at the auction. If he can encounter the materials of the altar of worship, or some strange Poison, it saves a lot of effort~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This auction is nothing surprising, but the next ten or so yuan infant period trades will make him a lot of gains, and he has obtained two good poisons. , Which coincides with the fusion of the two exercises.

After getting the poison, Han Ming returned to the Nightmare Demon Sect and went to retreat with Concubine Yu. This retreat was another full fifty years, during which a lot of things happened. The Demon Sect distributes the sphere of influence, but the Sha Demon Sect is absent and not present.

The Sha Demon Sect's overall strength is stronger than the Nightmare Demon Sect. If it were not for Concubine Yu's grandfather, the Sha Demon Sect was actually the first sect of the Demon Dao. They were absent, which led to this gathering of major sects to discuss. The result is not useful at all.

But fortunately, news came from the Sha Demon Sect because the delivery of some spiritual lands was inconvenient, and there were many monks in the Sha Demon sect who needed to borrow those spiritual lands, so the real Demon Dao Conference was postponed for 80 years.

This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice. The major demon sects had mixed joys, but they didn't say much.

Fifty years after Han Ming's retreat, Concubine Yu left the customs, not only advanced to the middle stage, but also consolidated her cultivation base and gained great strength.

Another forty-five years passed in a hurry. On this day, Han Ming left the customs, but his cultivation was still the peak of the mid-term, but it was much stronger than before the retreat, and his realm was a little unstable. For a while, he gave people a kind of oppression of a great monk. The mid-term state has been restored.

Han Ming walked out of the secret room, although he did not break through the realm, his mouth was filled with a smile that couldn't be covered.

"This is strange. It stands to reason that the medicinal effect of the Tianxin Pill is about to pass, but why is it still so abundant now, without any loss of comprehension, and the two techniques have been merged in less than a hundred years?" He said to himself Talk to yourself.

"The first magical power of the Sky Poison Classic is called Destroy City!" Han Ming smiled.