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The war between the Yuling Sect and the Soul Destroyer Sect seems unlikely to end in the short term unless the top leaders of both parties reach a settlement. Therefore, if he wants to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill, Han Changlin needs to find other opportunities to obtain sect contribution points.
After coming out of the Scarlet Fairy City treasure house, Han Changlin headed towards the east area of the city. He needed to replace the unused magic weapons with spiritual stones.
After all, Han Changlin's energy was limited, so it would be unwise to sacrifice too many magical weapons. It would be easier to carry some of them if he could replace them with spiritual stones.
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On a rock somewhere on the border of the Soul Destroyer Sect, Han Changlin pointed his swords together, with cold eyes, commanding the green flame sword to stab quickly towards a Qi Refining disciple of the Soul Destroyer Sect.
Although the opponent's cultivation level was similar to that of Han Changlin and he was protected by defensive magic weapons, the Jade Flame Sword was blessed by the sword control skills of the Unnamed Sword Technique. The shadow of the sword was like a tide, and it kept attacking the Soul Destroying Sect disciple wildly.
Soon, the Soul Destroyer Sect disciple was overwhelmed, and Han Changlin found a flaw. A sword passed through his Dantian, and he fell directly from the sky, dying with his eyes open.
Then, Han Changlin stretched out his hand with great skill, and the Soul Destroyer Sect's magical weapon and storage bag appeared in his hand.
After everything was done, he turned his attention elsewhere.
Just look at the rocks above, and there are several monks fighting together.
Suddenly, Han Changlin saw a disciple of the Soul Destroyer Sect quietly reaching into his arms, as if he was about to take out something.
Seeing this, Han Changlin's expression changed and he shouted:
"Junior sister, be careful."
Before he finished speaking, the green flame sword, under the control of Han Changlin, turned around, drew an afterimage, and stabbed away quickly.
"Duh" sound.
I saw blood scattered like cherry blossoms in the sky, followed by a scream of pain.
At the same time, the woman who was facing him also reacted, quickly raised her magical weapon, and sealed the throat of this disciple of the Soul Destroyer Sect with one sword.
The battle gradually came to an end. There were four Qi Refining monks performing the mission this time. Except for one person who was accidentally injured, the others were all safe and sound.
—After Han Changlin returned to Chixian City many years ago, he was not sent out to garrison.
On the contrary, as time went by, the collision between the Yuling Sect and the Soul Destroyer Sect became more and more intense, and there were even large-scale battles involving thousands of people between the two sides.
But that time, Han Changlin, who had no background at all, was forcibly sent to the battlefield.
That battle was a dark one. The fellow disciples and brothers beside you might have been talking to you about your dreams in your last breath, about the expectations of your elders in your family, and about which fairy you secretly admired. After this battle, , he would express his feelings, but in the next breath he was killed by a spell that flew from nowhere.
Time is also fate, fate plays a role in people, and at the same time, this battle made Han Changlin completely understand that even if he is a monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining, in the eyes of those high-level monks, he is just a higher-level cannon fodder.
But fortunately, the Soul Destroyer Sect and the Yuling Sect have both restrained themselves after several large-scale battles in which each had a winner or a loser.
Gradually, it evolved into a battle focused on blocking and sneak attacks on enemy repair stations.
This time, the Yuling Sect received a secret report that the Soul Destroyer Sect had a batch of mined primary ores that they wanted to transport to the rear, and Han Changlin and the others accepted the task of blocking and ambushing the opponent.
"How about it? Is the thing there?"
Han Changlin was the captain of this mission. After looking through the storage bag in his hand, he saw that there was no ore for this mission, so he turned to look at the other three people.
Hearing this, several people began to rummage through their storage bags.
The next moment, the only woman among the four people raised her head and said in surprise:
"Here I am."
After saying that, he threw the storage bag in his hand towards Han Changlin.
After taking it, Han Changlin checked again. Seeing that there was no problem, he nodded to everyone, and then took the lead and flew in the direction of Chixian City.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Since the mission has been completed, it is natural to return immediately for fear of accidents.
The four of them hurried on at full speed until they returned to Chixian City when the bright moon was in the sky.
It was already late, so he told the three of them that he would go to the city lord's treasure house to report on his duties tomorrow, and then separated from the three of them.
In the stone house, Han Changlin closed the door, sat down cross-legged, and then took out the storage bag he got today.
Then he fell over, a crashing sound was heard, and various things appeared in front of him.
"It's not bad. This person still has some goods on him. This seems to be a Linjin stone, which can be exchanged for hundreds of spirit stones."
Han Changlin picked and picked, putting useful things into his storage bag first, and putting unused things aside first.
And the storage bag on his waist has been replaced with a new one after so long.
Immortal cultivators’ storage bags also come in different sizes. The storage bag Han Changlin used before was a first-grade storage bag, only about twenty cubic meters. However, Han Changlin’s current storage bag is still used in a game with thousands of people. In the large-scale battle, what was taken from the enemy cultivator was a medium-grade storage bag, which could hold forty cubic items.
Time passed quickly, and the loot was sorted by Han Changlin.
Han Changlin was very lucky this time. In addition to the Linjin Stone, he also had more than 300 spirit stones, several medium-grade magical weapons, and two exercises, all of which could be exchanged for spirit stones.
But it's getting late now, so we have to wait until tomorrow to discuss such things.
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In addition, Han Changlin still needs to go somewhere.
The next day, when the sky was still slightly bright.
After Han Changlin washed up, he walked out of his residence.
I saw him heading straight towards the east of the city. I saw him turning left and right in the east of the city. When he got into a remote and deserted alley and came out again, he had already changed his appearance.
Only then did he head towards his true destination.
In front of a small, inconspicuous house, a scarred-faced man in black robe walked slowly, and this man was naturally Han Changlin, who had already changed his appearance.
Over the years, Han Changlin has developed the habit of hiding his true appearance whenever he goes shopping.
This is to prevent others from spying on you.
"Kuntian General Store."
After taking a look at the badly faded plaque, Han Changlin pushed the door open and left without ceremony.
The furnishings in the house were extremely messy, as if no one had tidied them up for a long time.
After Han Changlin came in, he was also familiar with the way. He went straight to the half-height counter and knocked hard.
Behind the counter, I saw a monk who was already in his twilight years, lying on a yellow reclining chair, motionless, even his heartbeat and breathing could not be heard.
If ordinary people saw this scene, they would really think that the old man had died.
But Han Changlin knew that this was caused by the old man's practice.
According to what the old man said, he was practicing a technique called "Turtle Breathing Technique", which was said to be a health-preserving technique. The magic power he cultivated was not offensive at all, and its only advantage might be promotion. It is simple and allows monks to live longer than ordinary people.
You know, if a monk in the Qi Refining Stage does not suffer any serious injuries, his lifespan can reach about a hundred years.
According to what the old man in front of him told him, he has lived for more than 120 years this year, which is far longer than the life span that ordinary Qi refining monks can live. This is also due to the Turtle Breath Technique he has practiced.
On the other side, Han Changlin frowned slightly when he saw that the old man hadn't woken up yet, and then he increased his strength again and knocked on the counter hard.
This time, the old man finally had some reaction.
His eyelids trembled, and then he slowly opened his sleepy eyes. Seeing that the person coming was Han Changlin, he quickly cheered up, got up, and said with a smile:
"It turns out that the ancient Taoist friend is here. Old man, I fell asleep again, which would be rude."
Han Changlin was not surprised by this, and without saying anything nonsense, he immediately threw a storage bag on the counter, and then said softly:
"Here are some things I have obtained. I should be able to exchange them with you, my fellow Taoist, for the Xuanyin Vine. Remember, any extra spiritual stones must be returned to me."
"It's easy to say, but the ancient Taoist friend is really powerful. Just now, he got a bunch of things to show me how many spiritual stones they are worth."
The old man surnamed Feng looked a little unkempt and extremely slovenly. His clothes had already been washed and faded, and his hair was messy, which echoed the environment of this junk shop.
When this person saw the storage bag thrown by Han Changlin, he also smiled. At the same time, he stretched out his dark and craggy old hands to grab the storage bag, and then entered his spiritual consciousness to sense the contents of the storage bag.
"Yes, yes, this Linjin stone and these middle-grade magic weapons are all good. We can sell some spiritual stones, and these books with complete records of the exercises. If they are put on the black market, there will definitely be some casual cultivators snatching them up." Want it."
While he was talking, the old man named Feng took out a jade box from somewhere and placed it on the counter.
Han Changlin couldn't wait to pick up the jade box, then carefully opened the lid of the jade box and took a look inside.
After seeing that the items were correct, he nodded and put the jade box into the storage bag. Then he raised his head and asked expectantly:
"I wonder if there is any news about the other elixirs. If so, the prices I mentioned before can be increased a bit."
"Brother, I am not telling you that these things you want are definitely rare. I have been looking for this Xuanyin Vine for a long time and used many connections to find it. Why don't you wait for some time, brother? If there is any news, how about I find you again?"
After hearing what Han Changlin said, the old man complained bitterly, but in the end he still gave his promise. Who knew that Han Changlin gave too much.
Although Han Changlin was a little disappointed, he still nodded and said softly:
"Then let's put it this way. Anyway, I would like to thank fellow Taoist Feng for getting this Xuanyin Vine for me."
The old man named Feng—heard this and said with a smile:
"Hehe, I paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. I just earned the spiritual stone of a middleman. There is nothing I can't thank you for."
Han Changlin smiled slightly after hearing this but said nothing.
Afterwards, I chatted with the old man named Feng for a few more words, and then I saw another monk pushing the door open and entering.
Han Changlin then interrupted his conversation with the old man named Feng, said goodbye, and passed by the monk who came in.
The old man named Feng also smiled and began to receive the next arriving customer.
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