Being restrained by the spiritual formation, Ling Han felt more relaxed and killed two people in an instant. Another master swordsman failed to observe the action and was about to escape. Ling Han refused to let go, so he took out the Sky Demon Sword and nailed him to the ground.
The other person had already shaken away the spirit of the monster and fled far away. Ling Han fired five demonic fists from the air one after another. However, after being bombarded by three black fist seals, the person flew to the ground.
The escaper had no resistance at all, his body was too fragile, and his spiritual skills could easily kill him.
The person who walked to the ground where the Heavenly Demon Sword was nailed was still breathing. Ling Han sealed his bloodline to prevent death from excessive bleeding and took off his mask. It was a young man in his twenties whom he did not recognize.
"Who sent you?"
The man's tongue moved slightly and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously prepared to die with poison.
Ling Han sighed. He didn't expect the killer to be so decisive and not afraid of the darkness of death. After checking the wounds of several people, there was no trace of magic power remaining, so he put away the Demonic Sword and left.
The next day, I met Yi Bin at the entrance of the Alchemy Hall. Yi Bin came out with a sad face, gritted his teeth at Ling Han, gave Ling Han a hard look and left.
"Yi Bin's life has been unsatisfactory recently." Ling Han thought to himself, Wu Congtian is happy, and Xingmanyuan is romantic and comfortable.
The two big characters "Alchemy Hall" on the door plaque have a long lasting charm, are simple and elegant, and faintly exude the smell of elixir. The vermilion door is open, like a burning fire.
Ling Han walked in. The courtyard was unique with lush green plants and blue bricks and stone tiles. A boy was holding a broom and sweeping away the withered cherry blossoms. "Little guy, is Master Yan here?"
The boy stopped the broom, looked at Ling Han, and said in a childish voice: "The hall master is in the back hall, young master, you can go to the front hall and wait for a while."
"Okay, thank you." Ling Han thanked him. The long corridor led to the front hall. The door was still open. There were several wooden tables separated by screens. Two middle-aged men were sitting quietly inside. One of them was slightly fat, breathing heavily. Some are short of breath, alone, drinking tea leisurely.
A boy saw Ling Han coming in and silently brought a cup of tea. In order not to break the quiet atmosphere, Ling Han didn't say anything and sipped the orchid tea calmly. The slightly bitter herbal flavor is good for Qi and blood. .
After drinking a cup of tea and feeling refreshed, Master Yan walked in. The two middle-aged men stood up and hurried to greet them. Just as they were about to say something, Master Yan stretched out his palm to stop him and said, "Sorry, something happened in the hall. There is no stock of spiritual herbs. You two can come back after preparing the spiritual herbs."
The vicissitudes of life man said: "The whole Jingcheng seems to have seen a ghost. The most common spiritual herbs are no longer available, otherwise we wouldn't come here to ask for Master Yan." The slightly fat man nodded in agreement.
"Let's do this. You two gather together two medicinal materials, and I promise to make one." Yan Ziqi decisively gave the plan, showing everyone's style in every move.
"Okay, let's try our best to gather more spiritual herbs. Thank you Master Yan." We all know that alchemy has a high failure rate, so if you prepare more medicinal materials, the chance of making the elixir will be higher.
"I hope Master Yan will accept your kindness." The fat man took out a stack of banknotes and handed them over. When he saw Master Yan waving his hands, he put his fists away and nodded, "Goodbye!"
The two of them filed out. Ling Han took out a spiritual grass that he had prepared, walked forward and clasped his fists, saying, "A spiritual grass is not a sign of respect, just to show Master Yan's kindness in saving the siege in the martial arts competition."
Ling Han understood that there was no Ze realm master who came to assassinate him, perhaps because he did not dare to offend Master Yan due to his presence. The status of a top elixir master is not infringed upon by anything. Moreover, Master Yan has a mysterious origin, is young and promising, and has the potential to challenge the Heavenly Alchemist.
Yan Ziqi saw that Ling Han's ordinary green shirt was very different from last night in Xingmanyuan, so he guessed and asked: "Were you attacked last night?"
Ling Han nodded with a wry smile, "A few Wood Realm masters are not enough to cause trouble." He wore the clothes given by Su Su to fight the killer. He could no longer wear them, so he asked Su Su to help him pick out some outfits that fit his temperament.
"Oh? If I'm not wrong, it should be the killer hired by Yi Bai." Yan Ziqi warned: "Jianghu is not like Yulingjie. They dare to use any tricks. If you are not careful, you will get caught. You must be on guard."
The one who puts things on the table is the Yuling Realm, and the one who uses dirty tricks is Jianghu. Forces such as various sects, Yuling Pavilion and Alchemy Hall are representatives of the Yuling World. The killer organization, Xingmanyuan and some gangs and copycats are Jianghu forces.
The rivers and lakes are a mixed bag, with knights, masters, thieves, killers and other little-known figures hiding among them. The relationships and love networks are criss-crossed and intricate, making it difficult to separate them from the world of Yuling.
Ling Han understood these truths, "As long as there are no masters above Ze level, I am not afraid."
"The killer organization respects the moral principles of the world, especially the killer camp in Qicheng. It will never send cross-border masters. As for some desperadoes, it is hard to say." Yan Ziqi said, "The value of that Xuanming black armor is immeasurable. It’s hard to guarantee that Yi Bai won’t hire other experts. But something happened in the Sky Poison Sect recently, so he shouldn’t have time to trouble you.”
Ling Han breathed a sigh of relief. He knew more about what happened in the Sky Poison Sect, and he would not be afraid of his revenge when he left Zhaocheng after a while.
Yi Bin is a member of the Dan Hall. As the leader of the hall, Yan Ziqi cannot ignore death and just be accommodating. However, Ling Han senses something is wrong and the Dan Hall is not harmonious.
I followed Yan Ziqi to an elegant room and lit the best incense Jianan. The green smoke curled up like silk, making me feel relaxed and happy. The utensils and decorations on the table are all very distinctive, elegant in shape, and exquisitely crafted. It is worthy of being the richest profession.
Ling Han opened the jade box he had brought, and a long-burnt yellow century-old ginseng appeared in front of him. Its roots were milky white and its crystal shape was extremely precious. Yan Ziqi's eyes lit up and he said: "Centennial ginseng, I'm afraid it has a lifespan of three hundred years. My little brother has a rich collection."
"If you happen to come across one, it will be more effective if you give it to Master Yan." Of course, it is Xiaobai's credit. Just taking one out of the medicinal material library is priceless.
"It's so precious, how can you deny someone's love?" Yan Ziqi resisted, but she didn't expect Ling Han to be so generous.
Ling Han closed the jade box, put it aside and asked, "I wonder if Master Yan's rush back to the Alchemy Hall last night has something to do with the Sky Poison Sect?"
"Yes, the Sky Poison Sect is in urgent need of a large amount of elixirs. Last night, while I was away, Yi Bai took away all the elixirs in stock in the Alchemy Hall." Yan Ziqi confided in Ling Han and did not hide anything.
"No wonder all the spiritual herbs in Jingcheng were bought up." Ling Han said this, but he was not surprised at all. The Sky Poison Sect's spiritual herbs library was in the ring.
"Master Yan not only helped me to rescue you, but also told you this secret today. I don't know why you trust me so much?"
Yan Ziqi smiled slightly and said, "The Konoha little brother is very similar to an old friend of mine when he was young. Maybe he has some connection with him." Before Ling Han could speak, Yan Ziqi continued, "I think my old friend's son is also this old."
Ling Han asked: "Dare you ask the name of Master Yan's old friend?"
Yan Ziqi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I only know that the world calls him the Great Demon King! He is also the number one person in the continent's Soul Taming Conference!"
Ling Han was shocked, was he talking about his father? He suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked calmly: "A few days ago, I heard that the eight powerful men in the heavens launched a demon-slaying operation. Is this the big demon king?"
Yan Ziqi took a deep look at Ling Han and said, "The Great Demon King has been living in seclusion for many years. The empire gathered the eight powerful men in the heavens just to settle the grudges that have existed for thousands of years."
"The grudge against the Heavenly Demon Sect!" Yan Ziqi stood up and said, "You should have gone into the Heavenly Demon Sect's ruins. The Heavenly Demon Sword you are holding is the Heavenly Demon Sect's divine weapon!"
"Thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Demon Sect was all-powerful and had countless masters. Later, it was encircled and suppressed by the mainland's spiritual masters. Countless talents fell that day! It was a loss to the spiritual world, but it became a legend in the world!"
"They were not all wiped out. Countless spiritual masters worked together to seal the Heavenly Demon Sect. Thousands of years later, only one person survived, known as the Old Demon!"
Yan Ziqi seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes of life, turned around and stared at Ling Han and said: "More than two months ago, the royal family sent three heavenly realm experts to kill the old devil together with five heavenly realm experts from the five major sects! "
Ling Han tried to ask: "Don't people in the world say that the demons are heinous and their crimes are heinous?"
"Alas! How many people know the truth!" Yan Ziqi spoke a little excitedly, seeming to be fighting for the injustice of the Demon Clan, "How can a few sects decide the relationship between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan?"
Ling Han was not sure whether the big demon king was Ling Wu. These words overturned Ling Han's understanding of the demon clan, "What about the eight powerful people in the heavenly realm?" Ling Han learned from the little witch that the eight powerful people had indeed caught one A demon senior.
"I paid a heavy price!" Yan Ziqi revealed the secret that only a few people knew, "Two died, five were injured, and one was disabled!"
Yan Ziqi breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled and said to Ling Han: "The Heavenly Demon Sword you got is the Heavenly Demon Sect's divine sword back then!"
"Excalibur?" Ling Han took out the Heavenly Demon Sword. The bronze-colored blade was extremely sharp.
"Yes! It is said that it was jointly built by the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Demon Clan. The sword should have been bright white, but after it was damaged, it has experienced thousands of years of corrosion, hiding its true appearance." Yan Ziqi looked at the Heavenly Demon Sword and said, "I know a weapons master. , he may be able to restore the Sky Demon Sword to its former glory!"
"Where is he?" Today's Heavenly Demon Sword is already a divine weapon in the heavenly realm. To restore it to its former appearance, wouldn't it mean breaking through to the heavenly realm!
"He travels all over the world and hides in the streets. He also appeared in Qincheng a few days ago, but now I don't know where he went." Yan Ziqi said bitterly: "We can only meet him by fate!"
