"Little four, go pour tea. We're here with him today, just in case he makes any noise. Fang Yong looked at Han Yi coldly, "You four, you guard the door of the refining room." ”

After arranging these, Fang Yong walked to Han Yi and sat down, his body tense, ready to make a move at any time.

"Fang Yong, what's the matter, why is he still here?" Master Yi came belatedly, and when he saw Old God Han Yi sitting in the living room, his face changed.

"Master Yi, it's not easy to do it here. Fang Yong was still sitting and replied without raising his head.

Seeing the door of the refining room behind the screen, Master Yi's face was extremely ugly. This bastard is actually picking on this place.

He walked to the square chair beside Fang Yong and sat down, his gaze fell on Han Yi, and an invisible sense of oppression was released from his body, and the spirit master's later cultivation was exposed. Fang Yong was completely different from him, he had been sitting quietly all the time, his spiritual power was secretly flowing in the meridians, and his breath was restrained, but the evil qi that was invisibly revealed was extremely strong, and he knew at a glance that it was not a simple character.

Han Yi also looked at the two of them, and his face under the black iron mask was expressionless. When he first came to Jiling Xuan, it seemed that he was the one who received Master Yi and identified the iron armor rhino scale armor. However, at that time, he didn't know that this old man who looked frail was actually a monk in the late stage of the spirit master.

That person named Fang Yong was interesting, and the evil qi on his body was stronger than many cultivators of the same rank, and such a person was rare. Ji Lingxuan was able to gain a foothold on Lanyue Island, and with such a huge force, he really cultivated a lot of good subordinates.

If such a person advances to the Spirit Sect stage, it is enough to keep a branch to gain a foothold in small and medium-sized cities.

"Friend, what are you doing here, why do you want to find Master Xiao?" Master Yi held back for a long time, and finally opened his mouth.

"I'm just here to visit at the request of Master Xiao, so you don't have to be so strict. Han Yi said lightly.

"At the request of Master Xiao, why have I never heard Master Xiao mention it?"

"Do you want me to call Master Xiao out, and you can ask for it yourself?" A silver-white spiritual power flowed out from Han Yi's fingers, and a powerful aura escaped, the sense of oppression on Master Yi's body was suddenly disintegrated, Fang Yong's body was shocked, and his face changed.

"Spiritual Sect Monk. Fang Yong said solemnly.

While a few people were talking, the guard named Xiao Si offered spiritual tea, and he was unaware of the tense atmosphere in the hall that was almost stagnant.

Han Yi looked at the guard, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What is your name, friend, and where do you live?"

Xiao Si was stunned by Han Yi's sudden question, he looked left and right, pointing at himself.

"Me?"

"Well, you. ”

He turned his head to look at Fang Yong, and saw that Fang Yong had no instructions, so he had to answer.

"My name is Li Xiaosi, and I have lived in Tianhai City for generations. ”

"Really?" Han Yi looked directly into Li Xiaosi's eyes, his eyes inexplicable.

Li Xiaosi was furious at the sight, his throat rolled, and he took a step back.

"Master Yi. Han Yi suddenly looked at Master Yi again, "Ji Mou came this time, he needs to purchase some elixir, and there are still some things that need to be dealt with, but since Master Xiao is not here, there is no need." I also don't have that much time to waste. ”

"The elixir on this list, please help me prepare. He took out a list of elixirs from his bosom and flicked his fingers lightly, and a thin piece of paper spun out in the air, shooting straight towards Master Yi.

Fang Yong bounced up from the square chair and grabbed the piece of paper. The pieces of paper that looked like a hidden weapon just now were as soft and weak as falling leaves.

Such a subtle power control, Fang Yong admired in his heart, and his nerves tightened.

He handed the piece of paper to Master Yi, who looked at it at a glance and frowned. Each of the things on Han Yi's list was an elixir of intermediate rank or above, and there were more than a dozen high-grade elixirs.

Roughly calculated, the value of the things on this list is not measured by gold coins at all, and it may require tens of thousands of spirit stones. Master Yi looked at Han Yi, tens of thousands of spirit stones, can a Spirit Sect monk take out so many spirit stones?

It's no wonder that Master Yi thinks like this, in Lanyue Island, spirit stones are almost only circulated among high-level spirit cultivators, and ordinary Spirit Sect monks are only worth thousands of spirit stones, even some wealthy Spirit Sect monks are worth no more than a few thousand spirit stones.

The unit of 10,000 is almost the exclusive weight and measure of the spiritual monks.

"Senior, the value of these things is too high, and it is beyond the scope of the old authority. Master Yi looked at the list and finally said helplessly.

"Well, so I can only call Master Xiao out. Han Yi looked at Master Yi, but there was no surprise, he put down the teacup in his hand.

As soon as he saw Han Yi's movements, Fang Yong grasped the handle of the long knife, and the spiritual power flowed into his arm in an instant, and it could explode the moment he drew the knife. Master Yi's face changed drastically, and his mind was thinking about something quickly.

With his authority, such a huge amount of transactions, he simply can't call the shots. His existence is just to deal with the heads of those small families in Tianhai City, and Spirit Sect cultivators like Han Yi are generally received by Master Xiao.

Han Yi suddenly stood up from the square chair and stepped out, almost as fast as teleportation. The sound of drawing the knife echoed in the hall, the blade stirred up a burst of energy, and the curtain was cut off by the strength and fell leisurely.

The cyan sword light stretched out and slashed towards Han Yi's body. Fang Yong kept staring at Han Yi and didn't let his guard down for a moment, so the moment Han Yi got up, he drew his sword and attacked.

But the next moment, Fang Yong's face was horrified, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, his heart almost stopped. Han Yi stood in front of him, two fingers between the blades he swung, and he didn't even use his spiritual power.

Those two fingers were like iron tongs, no matter how hard Fang Yong tried, he couldn't pull the long knife out of it.

The spiritual power on Fang Yong's body rose rapidly, and a sinister aura rushed towards him. Master Yi's face changed drastically, and he immediately left away. The rest of the guards guarded the door of the refining room, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"It's a bit interesting, the spirit master period can burst out with such momentum, you are the first person I have seen. Han Yi smiled lightly, his fingers flicked the blade quickly, and the terrifying force almost made the long knife come out of Fang Yong's hand, he took a few steps back, and his arm shook and stabbed.

The aura that had been condensed with all his strength just now instantly disintegrated, the qi and blood in his body surged, and the spiritual power was chaotic in the meridians.

Fang Yong almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and immediately luck suppressed all the spiritual power, and his face turned slightly pale.

"You're not an early Spirit Sect cultivator. He stared at Han Yi tightly, a trace of fear flashing across his eyes.

"Uh, who told you that I was an early stage cultivator of the Spirit Sect?" Han Yi laughed and shook his head, "Why are you so nervous, I didn't want to force Master Xiao out of the refining room. ”

Fang Yong and Master Yi looked at Han Yi with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Forget it, Master Yi, you can help me prepare the top thirteen mid-level elixirs on the list first, I want ten plants for each of them. ”

Hearing Han Yi say this, Master Yi glanced at the list again, the first thirteen middle-grade elixirs were not too cherished, and they were only worth more than a thousand spirit stones. But Master Yi looked at those elixirs, his eyes flickered, as if he had seen something from them.

"Okay, senior, wait a minute, I'll let someone go get the medicine immediately. Master Yi finished speaking and left quickly. In the corridor, he looked at the list, washing star grass, orchids, vermilion monkey fruits, and associated grasses...... His eyes swept over each elixir, and a deep sense of surprise rose in his heart.

"Tianyi Spiritual Liquid, such an ancient thing, there are still people who know how to prepare it. Could it be that he is still an alchemist?"

Master Yi muttered to himself, walked down the hallway, and disappeared into the corner of the stairs in the distance.

In the hall, Han Yi sat down on a square chair, and Fang Yong's eyes were full of fear when he looked at him.

"Do it, don't look at me like that, I'm not a pretty woman. Han Yi smiled and said, "If I really came here to find trouble, Ji Ling Xuan would have been in ruins by now. ”

"Your Excellency, you have a big breath. Before Fang Yong could speak, a voice suddenly floated in from outside the hall, and at the same time, an invisible sense of oppression forced Han Yi with an extremely cold aura.

Han Yi turned his head to look at the entrance of the hall, and a middle-aged man in a purple brocade robe stepped in, his sharp eyes locked on Han Yi, and at the same time, an even more terrifying aura enveloped Han Yi.

"Elder Wang. Fang Yong immediately bowed and saluted, and even the guards guarding the refiner's gate bowed their heads.

"Okay, you can go out, now that I'm here, he can't make any big waves. Elder Wang waved his hand.

"Yes. Fang Yong replied and left the hall with a few guards. Since Elder Wang walked into the hall, he hadn't looked at Han Yi again, as if he felt that as long as Elder Wang was there, there would be absolutely no accidents.

Elder Wang sat down on the square chair opposite Han Yi and looked him up and down.

"The aura on your body is very powerful, far surpassing many peak cultivators in the late stage of the Spirit Sect, but I can't sense the existence of innate qi in you, it is really rare for you to have such a huge aura even though you are not a half-step spirit general. Elder Wang looked at Han Yi and suddenly smiled, "Are you a disciple of the Spirit Mansion or an assassin of the Shadow Hall?"

"What about being a disciple of the Spirit Mansion, and what about an assassin from the Shadow Hall?"

"If you are a disciple of the Spirit Mansion, Elder Ben will naturally treat you with courtesy, but if you are an assassin of the Shadow Hall, you will have to stay here forever today. ”

"Elder Wang is really confident, Ji has also fought with the Spirit General Stage Monk many times, although he is defeated, it is not difficult to escape. ”

"So you're a disciple of the Spirit Mansion?"

"How can you see it?" Han Yi asked with a smile.

"The assassins of the Shadow Hall, in the late stage of the Spirit Sect, the targets of the assassination were all Spirit General Monks, and they basically did not miss. ”

"It seems that there is still a gap between our Lingfu disciples and the assassins of the Shadow Hall. ”

"Ji Xiaoyou, if the assassins of the Shadow Hall are fighting head-on, they will never be the opponents of your Lingfu disciples, those are just rats living in the shadows, and they are not worth mentioning. Elder Wang said with a smile, his words full of disdain for the Shadow Hall assassins.