Han’s Immortal Path

Time flies, five hundred years have passed.

Chiyang Starfield, Xuanyang Star, Jiulongfang City.

The streets are crowded with people and the noise of carriages and horses.

The Han family is married to the Mu family of the Tianchen Starfield. The powerful alliance has an unshakable status and a prosperous development. The Han family now has three starships. Jiulongfang City has the best pills for sale, ranging from the first to the eighth ranks. Large-scale events are held regularly The auction attracted a large number of monks to participate.

Jiulongfang City has become the largest city in the Chiyang Star Territory. There are many merchant alliances and powerful merchant ships who will go to Jiulongfang City to do business and collect immortal cultivation resources.

A secluded manor, with small bridges and flowing water, and strange rocks in the garden.

Han Changqing and Sun Ting sat around a green tea table, drinking tea and chatting.

Han Changqing has entered the Mahayana period and is responsible for managing all the business of the Han family.

The Blood Fiend Sect has been wiped out by the Zhao family. Of course, it was ordered by the Han family. The Han family wanted to find out Mu Xiao's whereabouts, but unfortunately there was no news of Mu Xiao.

Ever since the news spread that Han Changming had entered the Mahayana period, Mu Xiao had disappeared.

"Mrs. Sun, this is what your Tianyue Merchant Alliance wants. Please check it out."

Han Changqing took out a golden jade box and handed it to Sun Ting.

Sun Ting opened the jade box and saw that there were two oval pills inside, and each pill had twelve pill patterns.

"Nine Suns True Panacea!"

Sun Ting said excitedly, her eyes were fiery.

Tianyue Business Alliance took out a large amount of rare materials and bought Nine Suns True Panacea from the Han family.

Sun Ting took out a cyan storage bracelet and handed it to Han Changqing. Han Changqing nodded with a sweep of consciousness.

Han Zhangxiang intends to refine the Flying Immortal Treasure Ship. With the core materials, he still needs to collect a lot of rare materials. The Han family's elixirs are relatively famous, so it is natural to exchange the top-quality elixirs for the rare materials.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Han."

Sun Ting said gratefully.

"Mrs. Sun, you are being polite. This is what we discussed."

Han Changqing said with a smile.

"By the way, Master Wanhu hasn't left the customs yet?"

Sun Ting asked curiously.

Han Changming hasn't shown his face for many years. It is rumored that he got the relic of God Good Fortune and ascended to the fairy world.

"Brother Jiu hasn't left the customs yet, so it's the same if you tell me anything."

Han Changqing said.

Han Changming, Han Debiao, Liang Youshan and other high-level officials have all practiced in seclusion, and they have reached a higher level. The Han family has no shortage of other resources.

"In a hundred years, it will be the birthday of our leader. We want to invite Fellow Daoist Han to participate. We have invited many fellow Daoists. Fellow Daoist Long from the Ten Thousand Monster Starfield will also participate, as well as fellow Daoists from other starfields."

Sun Ting took out a golden invitation card and handed it to Han Changqing.

"Birthday! If Ninth Brother can leave the customs before his birthday, I will tell him, otherwise I will go there myself."

Han Changqing said with a smile.

Now that big powers hold celebrations or birthdays, they will invite the Han family to participate. This is a kind of recognition and an honor. The Han family can take this opportunity to expand their social circle and collect more cultivation resources along the way.

"Alright, we are waiting for fellow Daoist Han's arrival."

Sun Ting smiled all over her face.

After chatting for a quarter of an hour, Sun Ting said goodbye and left.

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Wanmu Star Field, Wanmu Cave Sky.

In an underground cave, a yellow light lit up on the stone wall, and more than twenty Mahayana monks, including Yan Shuo, Lin Xuan, and Mu Xiao, came out.

The Huoyang Clan and the Blood Vine Clan join forces, and both clans have the treasure of Xuantian. In addition, there are fifteen Mahayanas from the two clans, including Lin Xuan and Mu Xiao, there are seventeen Mahayanas, seventeen After cultivating the spiritual domain to the entry level, the two of them achieved a small success, and their strength is extraordinary.

Before the Huoyang Clan invaded, they sent people to investigate the situation of the Good Fortune Galaxy, and they had a certain understanding of the big forces in the major star fields, among which the Han family was the focus of their attention.

It is said that the Han family obtained the dojo of the Immortal Good Fortune, which needs to be verified.

"Let's go, let's go and destroy the Wanmu Sect first, hoping to get a high-level tribulation-crossing treasure."

Yan Shuo ordered.

Lin Xuan and Mu Xiao led the way, and the group left the underground cave.

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Tianchen Starfield, Tianchenxing.

Tianchen Mountain Range, the ancestral land of the Mu family.

Mu Nianfeng and Mu Nianxue stood high in the sky, looking at the thunderclouds high in the sky, with solemn expressions.

After Mu Yunshan took the top grade Nine Suns True Spirit Pill, he failed to cultivate into a true spirit, and now he is going through the fifth catastrophe.

When a Mahayana monk passes through the fifth great catastrophe, there will be nine streaks of eight-color divine thunder. You must know that the further the thunder catastrophe goes, the more powerful it will be.

The combined cultivator's impact on the Mahayana stage may also attract the eight-color divine thunder, but compared with the eight-color divine thunder of the Mahayana monk's fifth great catastrophe, the power is far worse.

Rumbling thunder sounded, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and thick silver lightning struck down, and the silver thunder light illuminated the world.

As time passed, Mu Nianfeng and Mu Nianxue's hearts hung in their throats, and they did not dare to breathe.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the thundercloud rolled and surged, and eight arcs of different colors emerged.

"Eight-color Divine Thunder!"

Mu Nianxue's face became tense.

There was a sound of thunder, and an incomparably thick eight-color lightning struck down, submerged in a sea of ​​yellow mist, and turned into a huge mass of eight-color thunder.

The sound of thunder was endless, and lightning bolts of eight colors struck down one after another, each getting bigger and bigger.

When the seventh eight-color lightning fell, the eight-color thundercloud rolled and surged, collapsed and disappeared.

Mu Nianxue and Mu Nianfeng sighed, Mu Yunshan obviously died under the thunder disaster, otherwise the thunder disaster would not have dispersed early.

This is just the eight-color **** thunder, and the nine-nine thunder calamity is all nine-day **** thunder.

Mu Nianxue took out a white Xingyue disc and entered a formula, and a panicked man's voice sounded: "Ancestor Nianxue, something is wrong, Wan Muzong has been destroyed."

"Who destroyed it?"

Mu Nianxue was puzzled.

"I don't know, it was very sudden, and there was no survivor."

After hearing the reports from the clansmen, Mu Nianxue and Mu Nianfeng looked at each other in blank dismay. Wan Muzong is an established faction with several Mahayanas. It is really inconceivable that they would be wiped out as soon as they said they were wiped out.

"Understood, send someone to pay attention, which force did it."

Mu Nianxue ordered.

"Yes, Patriarch Nianxue."

Mu Nianxue put away the Xingyue plate, left this place with Mu Nianfeng, and went back to their respective homes.

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Wanmu Starfield, Wanhuaxing.

Wanhua Island is located in the middle of Wanhuaxing, which is the main altar of Yihua Palace.

Yihua Palace has a long tradition, and there are many masters, including several Mahayana monks.

Mrs. Qianhua is the Supreme Elder of Yihua Palace, with a mid-Mahayana cultivation base.

Wanhua Island was in a mess, and the flames shot up into the sky.

Seventeen Mahayana monks including Yan Shuo stood high in the sky, and a plump young woman in a purple dress stood high in the sky, her right arm was missing, and her expression was sluggish.

"Fire Sun Clan! Blood Vine Clan! How did you get here?"

The young woman in the purple skirt asked doubtfully, her tone weak.

"It doesn't matter how we got here, since you don't want to join us, I will send you on your way."

A slender young woman in a blood skirt said coldly.

Blood Jade, the middle Mahayana period, the patriarch of the Blood Vine Clan.

More than a thousand years ago, the previous patriarch of the Blood Vine Clan died under the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation. Before that, many Mahayana clan elders died under the Great Heaven Tribulation. It is not easy to practice to the later stage of Mahayana. After finally cultivating to the Mahayana stage, he couldn't survive the ninety-nine thunder disasters.

Xueyun didn't want to follow in the footsteps of the patriarch. After Yan Shuo came to the door, they hit it off and worked together to invade the fortune galaxy.

As soon as the words fell, a thick blood-colored vine drilled out of the ground, like a blood-colored spear, and hit the young woman in purple skirt.

The young woman in the purple dress waved the purple banana fan in her hand, and a large purple flame swept out and collided with the blood-colored rattan.

As the sky darkened, a huge red seal emerged out of thin air and appeared above the head of the young woman in purple skirt.

Just as the young woman in the purple dress was about to avoid it, a horn resounded through the sky and earth. She felt a sharp pain coming from her soul sea, and her body trembled non-stop.

When she came back to her senses, she was smashed into a pulp by the giant red seal, and a miniature Nascent Soul flew out of her body. Before flying far, a blood-colored vine chased after her and pierced through the miniature Nascent Soul.

"Leave no one, kill."

Yan Shuo's tone was cold.

Seventeen Mahayanas joined forces, possessed the treasure of Xuantian, and also mastered the spiritual domain, the monks of Yihua Palace couldn't stop it at all.

A few days later, the news of Yihua Palace's destruction spread and spread throughout the Wanmu Starfield. All major forces were panicked. They didn't even know who the murderer was, so they could only increase their vigilance.

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Chiyang Starfield, Xuanyang Star, Kowloon Island.

The door of a secret room opened, and Han Zhangxiang came out with a happy expression on his face.

Over the years, the Han family has sent a large number of people to other star regions to collect resources for cultivating immortals, especially the main materials for refining the Xuantian Treasure.

With the help of top-quality elixir and other cultivation resources, the Han family collected and refined the dry crystals, transported them back to Xuanyang Star, and handed them over to Han Zhangxiang for refining.

Han Zhangxiang also refined a Xuantian Zhibao Town Immortal Seal, an earth attribute Xuantian Zhibao, suitable for Han Changming to use.

Han Zhangxiang's success rate in refining the Xuantian Treasure is getting higher and higher. If he collects the main materials for refining the Xuantian Treasure, he has the confidence to refine the Xuantian Treasure.

He has not yet been able to refine the Feixian Treasure Ship. The refining difficulty of the Feixian Treasure Ship is much more difficult than that of a starship. Feixian Treasure Ship.

Han Zhangxiang took out a flashing red communication plate, entered a formula, and asked, "Fang Yuan, how many seventh-level crafting masters are there in the clan?"

"Currently nine."

Han Fangyuan's voice sounded.

"Invest more resources in cultivating immortals and train more high-level craftsmen. This is related to the future of our entire family."

Han Zhangxiang ordered.

"Yes, patriarch."

Han Fangyuan agreed.

"By the way, haven't Chang Ming and De Biao left the customs yet?"

Han Zhangxiang asked.

"Ancestor Changming is still practicing in seclusion, but Ancestor Debiao, Ancestor Youshan and Ancestor Wenlong went to Tianyin Starfield, saying that they want to kill that black unicorn and use its animal skin to refine tools."

Han Fangyuan said.

Back then they couldn't beat Mo Qilin and fled in embarrassment. Now that they have cultivated into true spirits, have the treasure of Xuantian, and master the spiritual realm, they will naturally not let Mo Qilin go.

Mo Qilin's body can be used to refine the Xuantian Treasure, which is the main purpose of Han Debiao and the others to kill Mo Qilin.

"What? The three of them went?"

Han Zhangxiang frowned, he was worried that something would happen to Han Debiao and the other three.

He sensed something, looked up into the sky, and said, "Hey, they're back."

"Debiao, Youshan, Wenlong, come in and talk!"

Han Zhangxiang said.

As soon as the words fell, three rays of light descended from the sky and landed in front of Han Zhangxiang, showing the figures of Han Debiao and the three of them with happy expressions on their faces.

"Patriarch, this is the body of that black unicorn, which can be used to refine the Xuantian Treasure."

Han Debiao took out a blue storage bracelet and handed it to Han Zhangxiang.

The three of them went forward along the previous road, together with other treasures, they found Mo Qilin all the way without any risk, and killed him.

Han Zhangxiang was pleasantly surprised, and said: "It's good to come back, you don't run around, the most important thing is cultivation."

"We are worried that Mo Qilin will come to retaliate against us. This hidden danger cannot be left behind and must be removed."

Han Wenlong explained.

Han Zhangxiang nodded, and said: "It's good to come back, you have worked hard, go back to retreat and practice! Advance to the late stage of Mahayana as soon as possible."

"Patriarch, we heard that the Wanmu Sect and Yihua Palace in the Wanmu Star Region were destroyed by mysterious forces."

Liang Youshan thought of something and said.

"When did this happen?"

Han Zhangxiang said with a frown.

"Recently, it's strange to say that the strength of Wanmuzong and Yihua Palace is not weak, and there are several Mahayana monks. Even if they lose, they won't have no survivors."

Han Debiao said.

"Let Long Fei pay attention to this matter. The Wanmu Starfield is too far away from the Chiyang Starfield, so it won't affect us much."

Han Zhangxiang said.

In his opinion, there are many examples of Wanmuzong or Yihuagong offending a certain Mahayana monk and being sought for revenge.

When the two forces fight, there will definitely be casualties, and it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net. The Han family is such an example.

The Han family has developed and grown, but they have not forgotten revenge.

The three of Han Debiao agreed to come down and go back to their respective residences to retreat and cultivate.

"Fang Yuan, ask Long Fei to pay attention to this matter. Also, strengthen your guard and don't let outsiders enter Jiulong Island."

Han Zhangxiang ordered.

"Yes, patriarch."

Han Fangyuan agreed.

Han Zhangxiang gave a few instructions, put away the summons tray, and walked into a secret room.

There is a refining furnace with red light shining in the room, and a large number of fire-attribute patterns are carved on the stone wall, and the temperature is frighteningly high.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

Three days later, Han Zhangxiang took out Mo Qilin's body and other refining materials and started refining.

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In an endless starry sky, a gigantic golden ship parked high in the sky, without any words or patterns on the sails.

Yan Shuo and more than a dozen Mahayana monks stood on the deck with different expressions.

A short and fat old man in yellow robe stood in front of Yan Shuo with a tense expression.

"It's absolutely true. I heard this with my own ears. The Han family dispatched five Mahayana monks and starships. They must have taken control of the dojo of the Immortal Good Fortune. Otherwise, how could we be teleported out?"

The old man in yellow robe said.

He went into the ashram of Immortal Good Fortune to search for treasure~www.readwn.com~ and was sent out before he found anything good.

"The Han family dispatched five Mahayanas and starships. It may not necessarily control the dojo, but this possibility cannot be ruled out."

Xueyun analyzed.

"What's the matter, kill all the way, our seventeen Mahayanas join forces, I don't believe that the Han family can resist."

Lin Xuan said.

"To be precise, there are eighteen Mahayana monks. Fellow Daoist Su, would you like to join us?"

Yan Shuo said with a smile.

The old man in yellow robe repeatedly agreed, how dare he refuse.

"Okay, let's go to destroy Youmu's family first, and then go to destroy Han's family, hoping to get the relics of Immortal Good Fortune."

With a pinch of the Yanshuo Jue, the golden giant ship suddenly shone brightly and accelerated its escape speed.

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