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A month later, at an important retreat place in Huangfeng Valley, Lei Wanhe was respectfully and excitedly taking a medicine bottle from an old man, and he couldn't hide the fiery look in his eyes. Nascent Soul! This was something he had thought about all his life, and he thought there was no hope.

Thinking of this, he asked worriedly: "Master Uncle Han has gone to participate in the blood refinement secret realm. I still don't feel at ease for his safety. I will break through after the blood refinement secret realm is over!"

The old man glanced at him and said with a smile: "Wanhe, you are the only monk in our Huangfeng Valley for hundreds of years who has the opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage. My lifespan is also running out. I thought that this will happen to us in Huangfeng Valley." The decline has given us new hope unexpectedly.

While all the attention outside is attracted to the little guy, you can give birth to a baby in the sect with peace of mind! As for the safety of the little guy, I will ask Hongfu and Li Huayuan to protect him in the dark.

As for himself, it was impossible, he stayed to protect Lei Wanhe, after all, in his heart, Huang Fenggu's future was more important than Han Zhu's life.

This is also the cruelty of a sect. For the inheritance of the sect, everything can be sacrificed, including Han Zhu, a young and promising formation master. In Linghu's heart, a formation master is not as important as a Nascent Soul and the sect. .

Lei Wanhe opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything in the end, he could understand what the uncle meant, so he could only sigh silently.

At the same time, in the main hall of Huangfeng Valley, Zhong Lingdao first brainwashed everyone, said some words of encouragement, then clapped his hands, and two deacon disciples each held a tray and walked into the hall.

On one tray was a gold-rimmed storage bag, and on the other was a small pile of colorful mid-level spirit stones, which seemed to be the rewards promised in advance, and this could be regarded as a kind of encouragement before the battle! Han Zhu watched Zhong Lingdao operate for a while, and nodded secretly.

Han Zhu couldn't help scanning the hall, focusing on those old men, but unfortunately he couldn't tell which one was Xiang Zhili, the thousand-year-old monster, so he could only wait for him to come over and strike up a conversation.

Han Zhu randomly took a piece of fire-attribute spirit stone and water spirit stone. For him who owns a thousand top-grade spirit stones, this is just a drizzle. Even Han Li next to him just took two yuan casually. There is no way to tell someone to have a rich second brother!

Everyone was very polite when they took the spirit stone, but when it was their turn to extract the magic weapon from the storage bag, the expressions of the disciples became more serious.

After all, a good magic weapon may save my life. The storage bag for the magic weapon is different from ordinary storage bags. For other storage bags, you only need to put your spiritual consciousness into it, and then enter the spiritual power. Things can be taken out, and this bag prevents the spiritual exploration of the immortals.

There is no need to input spiritual power, as long as you put your hand in, you can take out the magic weapon that has been shrunk down by dozens of times, but it's hard to say what kind of thing you take out, it all depends on the touch of the hand to judge.

It seems that this storage bag is specially refined for extracting magical artifacts, otherwise the practical effect of this thing is far inferior to the convenience of ordinary storage bags, who would use it!

Although all of them are high-grade magic weapons, defensive magic weapons are obviously rarer than offensive magic weapons, and they are all high-grade magic weapons for offense or defense, and their quality and utility are still quite different.

Being able to draw a suitable magic weapon would give him an extra chance of surviving in the bloody trial, and those people, especially the disciples who lacked magic weapons, would be more concerned.

Han Zhu didn't care much about this. After all, his old mother-in-law had already prepared him a top-quality magic weapon flying sword and a top-quality black shield, and it was the most powerful fire-type flying sword. Han Zhu was lucky. Received a high-grade defensive shield.

Han Zhu glanced at Han Li next to him. The boy's luck was not very good. He actually got a high-grade sword weapon. Looking at his depressed face, he knew that he must be in a bad mood. Han Zhu could only helplessly I shrugged my shoulders.

While everyone was still familiar with their magic tools, some new people came in outside the hall, many of them were the stewards Han Zhu had met when he entered Huangfeng Valley, the most familiar ones were Steward Murong and the old man surnamed Ye.

Uncharacteristically, these people surrounded the square-faced old man in the middle respectfully, none of them dared to whisper casually. The old man was in his fifties or sixties, his hair was a little gray, but he was full of energy, his complexion was red and healthy, his eyes were not angry and pretentious, he could tell he was a man with a strong personality, Han Zhu had never seen this Jin Danqi master uncle before. .

The old man glanced at the disciples, and stayed on Han Zhu for a few seconds. Han Zhu only smiled faintly at him, and the old man looked away.

As soon as the Master Clock saw the old man coming in, he hurriedly greeted him, and kept calling him "Uncle Liu", with a hint of flattery, which stunned all the disciples.

But the other stewards looked as usual, not only did not show contempt, but after seeing the old man responding to Zhong Lingdao casually, they were very envious and jealous, as if they could talk to the old man, and called a teacher uncle, It's a rare honor.

Master Zhong introduced the old man to his disciples. It turned out that the "Uncle Liu" he was talking about was one of the ancestors of the alchemy stage masters in Huangfeng Valley-Master Liu.

Han Zhu looked at this Uncle Liu, and frowned inadvertently. If he remembered correctly, Li Huayuan should be leading the team this time! It seems that there is a little change here, but it should have no effect on the plot.

This trip to the forbidden area was led by Master Liu, and accompanied by five other stewards including Steward Murong.

A group of people walked out in a mighty manner. When everyone walked outside, Duo stared dumbfounded at the mid-air outside the gate of the main hall. A huge silver monster more than twenty feet long was hanging There, the oppressive aura brought by its huge body made everyone feel suffocated, but that Master Liu stood on top of the monster's head, watching them coldly.

Even Han Zhu rubbed his eyes, and took a closer look with his heart pounding. It was the first time he had seen such a big monster, and he had only seen it on TV before. Although he came I have been in the world of cultivating immortals for so long, but I have never gone out to practice, nor have I seen any monsters, ghosts and ghosts.

This is actually a rare silver giant python, but this python is surprisingly big, and there is an extra black giant horn on its head, which looks even more ferocious and terrifying.

This is at least a monster in the alchemy stage, and it should be used for appearance. After all, several big factions are gathering together. If you drive a magic weapon boat to go there, you will lose face.

Han Li next to him was much more excited than him. Han Li felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be flowing backwards, and his whole body became excited. He believes that under the leadership of the second brother, they will be like this uncle Liu.

Thinking of this, he became more determined in his mind, and couldn't help but glance at the second brother next to him, only to see that he was expressionless at this moment, just watching all this quietly. Han Li quickly adjusted his mentality, following the example of his second brother.

I don't know when, two middle-aged monks appeared beside Han Zhu. They were standing around Han Zhu with cold faces. Only Xiang Zhili and Uncle Liu at the front noticed this scene.

He seemed to have known this would happen a long time ago, so he just said calmly: "Everyone come up, stand upright! The flying speed of the silver-armored horned python is very fast, much faster than your imperial weapons, and it only takes two days to get there up!"

Han Zhu stood next to Han Li until the end. Just like that, there were only the two middle-aged monks left behind him. The giant python quickly flew into the sky and shot out like a silver lightning. Disappeared in the sky.