Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

Chapter 170 The Glowing Gold
The next day.

Mu Hanchan looked at the five ice storage boxes in the cave inside the waterfall, and gently stroked the edges of the boxes with his hand, as if he couldn't put it down.

After a while, he hid it deep in the cave.

Inside the manor.

Lin Mengge is raising and playing with her shallow water crocodile.

It's just that the little crocodile is ferocious by nature, and almost bit her master several times.

Suddenly there was a chirp in the air.

Lin Mengge looked up and saw that it was the soul eagle raised by Mu Hanchan.

Soon, Mu Hanchan also came.

"How is your eagle training?" Lin Mengge asked.

Mu Hanchan looked at the crocodile in the pond, with a hint of sadness on his face, and said, "It went well, but your spiritual pet is really too cruel. The water in this pond is not a day without blood red."

"The crocodile, the amphibious overlord, it's not normal to be cruel. I still count on it to help me deal with the enemy."

Lin Mengge said disapprovingly.

"But it almost attacked you just now." Mu Hanchan said.

"Eh? Weren't you in the cave just now? How do you know?" Lin Mengge asked puzzled.

Mu Hanchan replied: "I really didn't see it, but my soul eagle saw it and transmitted the picture to my consciousness at the same time, so I saw it."

"Wow! Then don't you have an extra pair of eyes in the sky?" Lin Mengge said in surprise.

"Yes, that's why it's called Soul Watching Eagle. It's just... it's very blurry, and I can barely make out it," Mu Hanchan said.

Lin Mengge said: "That may be because of insufficient intimacy. Just like my crocodile, it almost bit me."

"It's not a question of intimacy." Mu Hanchan shook his head, but didn't give another answer.

"Hey, why do you want to buy a spiritual pet in the air? We are in the air and the other in the water."

"That's because my combat power is enough, so I need a support-type pet. And your combat power is not enough, so you need an attack-type pet." Mu Hanchan replied.

"OK then."

Mu Hanchan asked suspiciously again: "I went to the Mountain Gate Conference and found a problem. Why haven't I met a fellow practitioner of the same age as a female cultivator.

It is the high-ranking Ningyuan, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.I have never met a boy of seventeen or eighteen. "

"Ah! That's because your cultivation is beyond your age group. The general cultivation of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls is around the sixth level of Condensation Yuan, and there are very few of them at the ninth level or above.

Just like me, although I worked very hard, I barely managed to condense the ninth level of Yuan. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mu Hanchan suspiciously, and asked, "Your spiritual root is not good, how did you manage to be higher than mine?"

Mu Hanchan avoided answering, but instead asked, "What are those seventeen or eighteen year olds doing?"

"I don't know, what do we care about them? Anyway, as long as we live well."

In the days that followed, Lin Mengge began to concentrate on consolidating his cultivation, and Mu Hanchan was also practicing with him.

When Lin Mengge's cultivation had stabilized at the mid-ninth level of Condensed Yuan, Mu Hanchan had finally reached the peak of the tenth level of Condensed Yuan, only one step away from the eleventh level.

Mu Hanchan suddenly felt that his choice was correct, that is, he chose a soul eagle as his spiritual pet.

Because the last three levels of the Condensation Realm are for soul refining, training the soul eagle also strengthens one's own spiritual consciousness.

Yuan-vein-body-soul.

This is the order of training Mu Hanchan chose.

Dayan imperial city black market.

"Huh? It's you? Are you buying or selling this time?" The black market boss recognized Mu Hanchan at a glance and asked.

"I want to buy a spirit spell with spirit attack this time." Mu Hanchan replied.

"Spiritual elephant attack? That's at least a mid-level earth-level one. Thousand spirits start."

"So expensive?"

Mu Hanchan frowned tightly.

"Is this still expensive? This is already a very appropriate price." The black market boss said.

Mu Hanchan asked: "Then how many kinds of spirit images can you transform into when attacking with this spirit elephant?"

"Only one."

"Only one kind?"

The black market boss said: "What are you thinking? The mid-level low-level ones are all attacked by a single spirit elephant. The upper-level ones are double spirit elephants. But the price of the top-ranked ones is not something we can afford, and there are no such things in my store for the time being."

"How expensive is it?"

"Earth-level high-grade spirit art, at least [-] spirit stones will start. If it is a skill, it will be more expensive."

"..."

"How many kinds of spiritual phenomena are there usually for the top-level spiritual art?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The black market boss replied: "Great grade masterpiece, don't even think about it. These are all hundreds of thousands, millions of grades.

Generally, there are three spirit elephants, but it is easy to fight nine mid-level spirit elephants. "

"..."

"We may not necessarily be able to see the spiritual art of the earth-level masterpiece in this life."

Mu Hanchan said: "I heard that there is a kind of four-element magical skill, and it is also a masterpiece of the earth."

"That is the best of the best. It can also be called a half-step heaven."

"Oh!"

"The legendary heaven-level exercise is the five-seven spirit image."

"What five-seven spirit image?"

"That is, there are generally five spirit images in the mid-level of the heavenly rank, and seven spirit signs in the upper rank of the heavenly rank."

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

The boss of the black market said: "Unfortunately, there are only 72 Heaven-level exercises, and most of them are controlled by others and have been passed down. Others have no chance."

Mu Hanchan was absent-minded and thoughtful.

He is very clear that there are nine spirit images in his kung fu, eight of which are: Dragon Break, Tiger Bite, Giant Lizard Sweep, Swift Leopard Strike, Blood Shark Charge, Wild Rhino Clash, Goshawk Pounce, and Spirit Snake twisted.

This trip to the black market came back in vain, neither sold nor purchased.But he got useful information.

Back at the manor, Mu Hanchan told Lin Mengge, "I'm going back to the sect at the end of the month."

Lin Mengge said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you come back and leave soon? The master sent you another mission?"

"No. The Sixth Senior Brother found me a job, and I'm only busy with the last three days of each month, being a competition referee."

Mu Hanchan explained.

"Does it do you any good?"

"It can enrich my social circle and get in touch with more monks in the sect. Moreover, it can prevent others from thinking that I am doing nothing," Mu Hanchan said.

"That's fine." Lin Mengge sighed and said nothing.

Yanmo Mountain, on a ring.

On the field, the two are fighting in full swing. You come and go, and each other's spiritual power is rapidly being consumed.

There are some other leisure monks watching under the ring, expressing their opinions from time to time, what is his move like, what is his move like.

On the ring stage, a young man in a green feather swallow uniform looked at the two expressionlessly, which was in stark contrast to the whispers and different expressions off the ring.

The young man holds two small flags in his hands, one red and one blue.

This young man was exactly the Mu Hanchan introduced by Chang Quan, and he became a martial arts referee in the handyman's courtyard.

The attacks of the monks in blue became more and more fierce, so everyone in the audience said: "The winner will be out soon, and the red clothes will definitely lose."

Mu Hanchan glanced at the blue-clothed monk who was short of breath, and then at the red-clothed monk who was parrying hastily but with a well-proportioned breath, and took the red flag in his left hand with his right hand.

After a while.

"Oh!"

There was a sound, and the monk in blue was hit hard, fell out of the ring, and even spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This..., what's going on?"

"Why did you lose all of a sudden? Didn't you have the upper hand just now?"

Everyone in the audience was puzzled.

Mu Hanchan pronounced the verdict with a blank face: "The red suit wins!"

Just after the fight ended, two people noticed the fight.

"Brother Liu, what do you think of the fight just now?" A young man also wearing a green feather swallow suit asked another young man also wearing a blue feather swallow suit.

"not bad."

"Are you talking about red clothes or blue clothes?"

"I'm talking about the referee."

"what?"

"The two fought for more than 30 rounds. But the referee had already changed the red flag in his left hand to his right at No. 14 rounds."

"Could it be that he already judged that Lan Yi would lose in the No.14 round?"

"Probably."

"Is it a coincidence, Brother Liu? I only realized in the fifth round of No. 20 that Lanyi was going to lose. At this time, the people off the field didn't realize it. Could it be that the referee's ability to predict is stronger than mine? "

"People always like to interpret unacceptable things as coincidences, which is self-deception."

"But it's really unlikely. We're all already at the Spiritual Origin Realm. Brother Liu, you're only one step away from the Condensing Spirit Realm. May I ask how many rounds did you judge that Lan Yi would lose?"

"No. 20 a round."

"Then is it possible that his perception is stronger than yours? He is just a cultivation base at the peak of the tenth level of Condensation Yuan."

"It may not be impossible, check him and tell me." The young man said calmly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What if he really has such strong perception?"

"Then don't let him be this little referee, our beast hunting club needs such a talent."

"What if it's a coincidence?"

"Then don't worry about it, but it's basically not a coincidence, because if he changes the flag and takes it unconsciously, he will also change it back unconsciously. However, since the No.14 round, the red flag on his right hand has not moved However, it was not until the blue clothes were defeated that they raised their hands to declare victory."

"it is good!"

The investigation was clear soon, and he said: "Brother Liu, he is the seventh disciple of Mosheng, named Mu Hanchan. His cultivation level is not enough, and the master Mo Qian has not yet given him a letter, nor has he become a true disciple. This job It was introduced by Sixth Senior Brother Chang Quan."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Chang Quan, I seem to have heard of this name before."

"He is very active in our Yanmo Mountain. There are more than 1000 sound transmission stones. I wonder if there are any of yours, Brother Liu?"

"Probably not. I just heard that I have never met."

"Then this Mu Hanchan, what is Brother Liu's plan?"

"Just say it directly, let him come to our beast hunting club, he will definitely earn more than him as a referee, and he will have more opportunities. Come and see him. Let's see how he answers."

(End of this chapter)