The Second Immortal Road

After probably learning the language here, Han Ming once again concealed his breath, and walked up the streets of this Haiyuan city openly, looked around, and found his goal.

After wandering around for a long time, Han Ming finally chose his target after some comparisons-a thin gray-robed youth, this youth has a thin face with yellowish muscles, but he is full of books. You can guess at a glance. He should be a down-to-earth scholar, maybe he is still a talent!

Han Ming followed the young man for a quarter of an hour, until the young man walked out of the bustling street and reached a slightly remote alley, he shot the young man fainted, and then kidnapped him again!

Now that Han Ming can speak the language here, it is much easier to communicate. After some threats, this young man who has not seen much of the world succumbed in fear and sincerity. After some understanding, this young man is really a poor talent!

In the next half month, Han Ming followed this young talent to learn the words here.

Han Ming learns very fast, but he has almost mastered the text here in the past ten days. Although he can't be considered proficient, but like ordinary communication, there is no problem in reading, and he is no worse than the locals!

Regarding Han Ming's memory, this young talent was completely shocked, and he was completely unforgettable. The ordinary words were remembered at the first glance, and it took only ten days to master about one type of writing!

"Adults have such a strong learning ability. I am afraid that they only need to study for two or three years before they can participate in the imperial examination. Not to mention it is to recruit people. It is also very possible that it will be able to survive through the ages, and it will be admired and praised by future scholars!" This young talent looked like a sneaky glance at Han Ming, and then immediately lowered his head, respectfully suggesting!

"A great scholar of the world?" Han Ming heard a strange look on his face. He wanted to make him a great scholar by studying. The horizons of mortals and immortal cultivators really did not coincide!

However, in an instant, Han Ming's face showed a trace of loneliness. At the beginning, Anan wanted him to join the army and become a general protector of the country. He was a man named in history, but he was similar to this little talent.

Han Ming remembered that Anan was in a low mood afterwards, and he was not interested in talking nonsense with this mundane young talent. He just flicked with one hand, and a silver needle came out, directly on the young talent's forehead, immersed in half an inch. deep!

After that, Han Ming used Hualao's acupuncture method and medicine powder to clear the memory of the poor young talent in the past ten days, and also left some mundane belongings before leaving.

Now that Han Ming understood the language and characters here, he no longer worried about other things. He went around in the street and found some immortal cultivators, but they were all low- and middle-level cultivators, which really couldn’t arouse him. Too much interest!

After wandering for a quarter of an hour, Han Ming passed a small alley, but stopped abruptly, looked at the dead alley, and got in with a smile from the corner of his mouth. After that, Han Ming walked to the front of a wall with his cheek in his hand. , Confessed in one hand, and looked at this solid wall!

In the eyes of ordinary mortals, this is a wall, and it is indeed a wall. If a mortal hits directly, it will inevitably be bloodied, but in Han Ming’s eyes, this is a wall, but A set of formations!

"If it is true, even in ordinary mortal towns, there will be some small shops for immortal cultivators. That was how the capital was originally!" Han Ming murmured in his heart, and then stimulated a trace of mana, covering his body and directly facing there. The wall hit.

As soon as the wall body touched Han Ming's mana, it immediately rippled, and then Han Ming's whole body was integrated into it. The whole process was very easy, as if there was no resistance!

As soon as he passed through that wall, Han Ming's field of vision widened slightly. What caught his eye was not an alley, but a small street with two small pavilions on each side!

A smile turned up at the corner of Han Ming's mouth, then he raised his foot and walked to the middle of the small street, raising his eyes to look at the plaques of the four small pavilions.

"Liudan Pavilion, Huaqi Pavilion, Baibaolou, Linggutai!" Han Ming silently recited the names of the four small attic buildings, and he probably understood the situation here!

After calculating Wei Wei, Han Ming used mana to suppress the breath of his whole body to the level of tenth level of Qi training, and then walked straight to the Baibao Lou. After talking about the pill and spiritual weapon, what he has to do now is first Find out where it is!

As soon as he stepped into the Baibaolou, Han Ming saw that he was not the only customer here, and there were three or four middle-level cultivators wandering in it to see what they were choosing!

Han Ming just stepped on the threshold, and a grey-clothed monk who was practicing Qi on the seventh floor greeted him, and slightly bowed his hand to Han Ming: "Welcome this fellow Taoist to Baibaolou. I don’t know what the buddy needs, so I can give you some guidance. !"

Han Ming looked at the little cultivator who greeted him with a smile, and after thinking about it, he said, "I wonder if there are some maps for sale in your building, the more detailed the better!"

"Friends of Dao need a map? Please, please, the shop has only recently entered a map of the outermost area of ​​the Netherbone Plateau. It is very detailed. Where there are monsters and where the Netherbone has been seen are clearly marked. Chu, it is said that it was jointly drawn by more than a hundred monks who often walked on the periphery. It is very rare!" When Han Ming was about to buy a map, a glimmer of joy flashed in the eyes of the seven-story monk in gray during the Qi training period. He made a request and motioned Han Ming to speak in the small inner room next to him!

"Fellow Daoist sit for a while, drink some tea, and then I will fetch a map for fellow Daoist!" The grey-clothed monk led Han Ming to a table and bowed lightly and exited this small inner room. .

After about ten breaths, the grey-clothed monk returned, but at this time he was carrying a long wooden box in his hand.

"Friends, please look!" The attendant opened the wooden box, took out a scroll of scrolls from it, and spread it out on the table, with a smile on his face!

Han Ming glanced intently, but found that there was a hazy and white light on the scroll, and he couldn't see the details inside. He could only get a vague understanding of it. But that's it, Han Ming also leaned over and stuck it up. , Looked up carefully.

However, after knowing the contents of the map, Han Ming raised his head, frowning slightly: "I want to travel around the world, and what I want is a map covering a vast area. The Taoist friends took out this seems to be a certain speed. A map of the local area! Can your store have a larger map?"

"Friend Daoist wants those large-scale maps?" When the gray-clothed attendant heard that Han Ming was not interested in the map of the Netherbone Plateau, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face. He originally thought he could make a small profit. In the end, I didn't expect this person to practice the tenth level of Qi, but he wanted to buy those large-scale maps that were not worth a few spirit stones!

"Yes, I'm a casual cultivator, I don't know much about the immortal world, I just want to learn more about the common sense of the immortal world!" Han Ming nodded, and said so.

"That's it!" The waiter in grey clothes responded, and the disappointment flashed on his face, but it was not obvious. He politely bowed his hand to Han Ming and continued:

"Fellow Daoist, a little while later!"

The gray-clothed attendant turned his hands and put the map of the Netherbone Plateau back into the wooden box, then turned his hands and put the wooden box into the storage bag, then turned his head and left.

This time I waited for a full quarter of an hour~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that gray-clothed attendant came back, walked to the small table, spread his hands, and a dozen small wooden boxes were randomly placed on the table!

"Friends of Taoism, pick it yourself!" The waiter in gray clothes said to Han Ming, and sat on the chair for himself, took a cup of tea and drank it.

Seeing this, Han Ming didn't feel dissatisfied at all. Instead, he turned his gaze, picked up a wooden box, opened the lid, took out the pieces of animal skins, and looked in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's not the North of the Earth anymore, just what place this Netherbone Continent is, why have you never heard of it before!" Although Han Ming had already had some predictions, he now determined that this is not the North of the Earth, so he still couldn't believe it. calm!

Holding the map, Han Ming thought a lot in his heart. He went to other continents. What exactly was the teleportation array left by the black boy could teleport across the continent, and the place he reached was still an unknown continent. This teleportation The distance is definitely super long distance, how could he not be directly torn to pieces by the force of space?

And now that he has arrived in other continents, how should he go back? He also buried a lot of heavy treasures in the Tailun Secret Realm. He originally expected to use those heavy treasures to assist the formation of alchemy, but now he has even ran to other continents. What do you rely on to build a pill?