Supreme Spirit Emperor

Chapter 14 Uncle Nan's Cultivation

With Nan Hao, Han Qing can go about her own business with peace of mind. The Han family needs a strong person at the level of the Lingzong to sit in the town. Now there are strong people at the level of the Lingzong in the Liu and Ma families, especially It's the Liu family, who are good at using intrigue, and the Ma family is better. Ma Biao is a rough man, a type with a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

"Huh? Someone came to your house to make trouble!" Han Qing had just helped Uncle Nan suppress the strange fire, when Nan Hao suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly.

"It must be the strong man of Liu Ma's family!" Han Qing frowned, stood up and left the room, Nan Hao followed Han Qing and also left the room.

"Murong Jin, my Han family has nothing to do with you, why are you bothering us?" In the hall of the Han family, Han Zhan, Han Tie was surrounded by several people.

Among them, Murong Jin, two members of the Murong family, plus an elder from the Eight Treasures Sect, a total of four experts above the Spirit Sect level.

"Han Zhan, I heard that Han Qing got a lot of spiritual herbs. I'm here this time, not to embarrass you, but to do business with you." Murong Jin looked at Han Zhan and said indifferently, with an air of superiority.

"Bah, my Han family doesn't care about doing business with you guys, brother Murong, please go ahead!" Han Zhan stopped straight away with a cold tone.

"Chan Zhan, don't be ignorant of flattery. My Murong family wants to destroy your Han family. It's easy. Tell me, your Han family opened a pill shop, and it must be supported by alchemists. Tell me, the alchemists of your Han family Where, if not."

"If not, what should we do?" At this time, Han Qing walked to the entrance of the lobby and said coldly.

"Huh? Han Qing! It's you!" Murong Jin frowned when he saw Han Qing, and frowned when he saw Nan Hao following behind Han Qing. Jin actually couldn't see through Nan Hao's cultivation.

"Murong's family, my Han family's vendetta hasn't come to you yet, but you have come to our door, don't you think of our Han family!" Han Qing said coldly.

"The Han family? How can you compare with my Murong family? Han Qing, you trash, you are not qualified to talk to me!" As he spoke, the Murong family gave a cold shout, and the aura of the Spiritual Sect exploded, pressing towards Han Qing .

"Huh? The little Lingzong dares to be so arrogant!" At this moment, Uncle Nan leaned forward and stood in front of Han Qing, and the aura of the Lingzong was directly blocked back.

"Old man, who are you, you dare to meddle in the affairs of my Murong family, are you getting impatient?" Murong Jin punched Uncle Nan when he saw this, jokingly, Lingzong's punch, At least with five hundred catties of strength, this punch, even if it is a chill, cannot be resisted.

"Touch!" Uncle Nan raised his palm lightly to block the Murong family's fist lightly, and the aura erupting from the Murong family suddenly disappeared like a deflated ball!

"Block, block!" Han Zhan never imagined that the old man Han Qing rescued was actually a strong man.

"This, it's impossible, you obviously don't have the aura of a spiritual master, who are you?" The Murong family couldn't believe it, their fist was gently blocked by an old man.

"Isn't it possible?" Uncle Nan raised the corner of his mouth and exerted force with his palm.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of a broken wrist, followed by Murong Jin's screams like killing a pig, resounded throughout the Han family.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts!" Murong Jin's face changed when he saw Uncle Nan.

Uncle Nan pushed Murong Jin away, and looked at the four members of Murong's family with a smile on his face.

"Senior, I am Wang Chuan, the elder of the Eight Treasures Sect. I don't know the name of the senior?" At this time, Wang Chuan looked at Uncle Nan and frowned and said.

"Eight Treasure Sect? Are you threatening me? The Ninth Stage of the Spirit Sect! Your cultivation is good, but with your roots, I'm afraid you won't be able to enter a higher level in this lifetime." Nan Shu looked at the elders of the Eight Treasure Sect indifferently. He said that being able to see a person's talent and cultivation at a glance is enough to show how powerful Uncle Nan is.

"My Eight Treasure Sect is in Wu Country, and even the Ukrainian royal family wants to give us some face. This little Han family has offended the direct disciple of our Eight Treasure Sect Master. This senior, please give us the Eight Treasure Sect! Zong save face." Wang Chuan's tone was strong, with a look of reluctance.

"Face? Is the face of your Eight Treasures School very valuable?" Uncle Nan smiled contemptuously.

"Hmph, don't be shameless, old guy, don't ruin your old life for a small Han family!" Wang Chuan said angrily.

"Hahahaha, although the Han family is small, they value love and righteousness. I will take care of the affairs of the Han family. If you want to destroy the Han family, defeat me first!" As he said, Uncle Nan had a strange aura burst out.

The moment the powerful momentum emanated, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The three members of Murong's family and Wang Chuan couldn't help but turn pale when they saw this.

"Ling, a strong spirit king!" Wang Chuan is in the realm of the spirit sect, and he knows what a spirit king means. In the entire Eight Treasures School, there are only a handful of people who can reach the level of a spirit king. I didn't expect to meet them here. One.

"No, it's impossible. How could the Han family have a strong man at the level of a spirit king? I, the Murong family, are willing to give you ten times as much benefit as the Han family has given you!" The Murong family looked at Nan Hao and said.

"Ten times? Yes, but let alone your little Murong family, even the entire Wu Kingdom, I'm afraid they can't give me what the Han family can give me. Before I get angry, leave the Han family. Otherwise, hum!" Uncle Nan snorted coldly, looking at the four of them with cold eyes.

"Hmph, Han's family, wait for me!" Wang Chuan glared at everyone, and left the Han's house directly, and the three of Murong's family also left in despair.

"Huh! Finally left, Uncle Nan, isn't your cultivation only at the Spiritual Ancestor level? Why..." Before Han Qing finished speaking, Nan Hao's feet softened and he almost fell to the ground. Blue eyes and quick hands quickly supported Nan Hao.

"Damn it, the spiritual power was activated just now, and the injury in the body was affected. Give me a quiet place, I want to heal the injury!" Nan Hao could only display the cultivation level of the Lingzong level, but Wang Chuan's attitude was tough just now. The aura of the Lingzong couldn't scare them away at all. Nan Hao was already seriously injured. If he made a move, he would be besieged by four people. people.

"Qing'er, this senior..." Han Zhan asked tentatively.

Han Qing hurriedly said: "Father, I will talk about it later, I will help Uncle Nan to rest first!" After speaking, Han Qing helped Nan Hao directly out of the lobby and returned to Han Qing's room. The refined second-grade healing pill was given to Uncle Nan.

"Second Grade Healing Pill? Boy, are you an alchemist?"

"Yeah, what's the matter, Uncle Nan, is there something wrong with this pill?" Han Qing asked.

"Haha, there is no problem with this elixir, it's just that the second-grade elixir is not very effective for my injuries, but it is better than nothing. If you can refine a elixir of sixth-grade or higher, you may not need it." Your strange fire can help me suppress it, and it can also heal my internal injuries!" After speaking, Uncle Nan swallowed the elixir directly and began to practice.

(End of this chapter)