Because of Murong Han's death, the whole mansion was under martial law, and Murong Han went out directly over the wall, and the two-meter-high wall was like walking on the ground for a fifth-order soul. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking out of the bazaar, Murong Han came to a hill, which looked deserted, but there was a small courtyard of thatched huts standing there, surrounded by clouds and smoke, which was very strange.

Looking at this, Murong Han felt a sense of intimacy, this is the place where he knows how to cultivate.

Shi Shiran walked in, it was quiet inside, only the old man in the rocking chair was napping.

The old man was about past the age of his sixtieth birthday, his hair was thin, his face was kind, and he looked very kind, but Murong Han knew that this was a master, and when he was still young and was chased and killed by bandits, Murong Han would never forget that scene.

The old man walked out of the forest, reprimanded, and waved his hands, and the person who chased and killed was directly reduced to ashes, leaving not even the scum behind.

After knowing that Murong Han couldn't cultivate, only the old man was as good to him as ever, and it was the old man who took him on the road of refining his body.

Murong Han stepped forward and saw that the old man was sleeping soundly, snoring and snoring, and his mouth kept smashing it.

Murong Han stepped aside, found a stool to sit down, and tapped the chair gently.

"Old ghost!"

Murong Han didn't know his name, he only knew that he was a ghost, and Murong Han only called him that.

A few soft sounds disturbed the old man's good dreams, opened his hazy eyes, and after seeing that it was Murong Han, he sat up a little straighter.

"What's the matter?," the old man squinted at Yang Kaidao.

"Huh!"

The old man looked at it at this time, but he emitted a strange light, and said, "Xiao Hanzi, you can cultivate? ”

"I ............ yesterday" Murong Han began to tell about yesterday's events, and he trusted the old man very much.

"I see, I know everything, put it away, Xiao Hanzi. Remember, it is the nature of man who is evil in the world, and what is righteous is the human heart, and as for the rest, it is only self-deception. The old man looked at Murong Han's hands and shook his head.

Murong Han: Old ghost, do you know what this bloodline is all about?

"I don't know, but it's definitely not easy...... But ......"

The old man stared at Murong Han, and his atmosphere was quite serious: "Have you really decided to embark on this road?

"It's better to die like this than to live a life in a muddle. ”

The perseverance in Murong Han's eyes showed everything, even if he couldn't cultivate, he had always persevered, and it was impossible to give up now.

"Okay. The old man gave a complicated look.

"Do you know what conditions are required for cultivation?"

"An enterprising heart. Murong Han replied.

"Wealth, husbandry, law, land. The old man spat out four words heavily.

Wealth, naturally, is wealth, and the poor are rich and martial. Cultivation requires a lot of wealth.

Couples are Taoist couples. The Fa is the practice and courage, and the earth is the place of cultivation.

Among these four things, wealth can be said to be the easiest and the most difficult, in the eyes of the old man, this huge Murong family is nothing, there is nothing to look at.

Hearing this, Murong Han was dumbfounded, the old man said well, these are all things that he doesn't have, wealth, couples, law, and land. I can say that I have nothing.

"I know you're struggling, but I have a solution, if your kid really decides. ”

"What is it?" Murong Han's eyes, which had been silent, had a hint of hope.

"Take it, if you really decide, go to the Celestial Star Forest, and if you can bring it back alive, I'll tell you the solution. The old man casually threw Murong Han a parchment roll.

It is a winding road, some markings, and a red line running through the entire map, which should be the route that the old man said.

Murong Han took the parchment roll, saluted respectfully, and walked outside.

"Alas, if this little guy can really go to that place, I will break this example, and I will give the old guy a favor, but the blood is ............ Let's hope so. ”

The old man looked at Murong Han's back with a more complicated expression.

The night was getting thicker, the sky was drizzling, Murong Han climbed over the wall with his bags on his back, and walked towards the forest, he rarely went out, and going out at this critical juncture was easy to think of something.

Sneaking out, no one will notice you, and going out for a few days is not a problem.

There was nothing in the package, just a suit of clothes, a small dagger, and nothing to bring with me.

According to the map given by the old ghost, that thing should be on the edge of the branch of the Celestial Star Mountain Range, which is a huge mountain range, although it is a marginal area, but there are still many demonic beasts infested.

Ordinary first-order demonic beasts are only stronger than fifth-order spirits, ordinary people encounter ten deaths, and there are also monks who specialize in hunting demonic beasts for a living, for the demon core in the demonic beast's body, as well as the corpse of the demonic beast, these are all good materials for refining.

The Heavenly Star Mountain Range is full of spiritual energy, and there are many precious elixirs, it depends on whether you have the ability to pick them.

After the light rain, the air became fresh, and Murong Han, whose trousers were covered with yellow mud, walked towards the mountain range, Murong Han did not feel afraid, on the contrary, he felt extremely excited.

Over the years, because of the refining of the body, he has paid much more than his peers, and he has not had the opportunity to see the scenery outside, although he has been a human being in two lives, not only is he not afraid because he is alone, but he is excited.

Now I should be at this entrance, what is this red dot Murong Han looked at the map.

Half an hour later, a mountain ridge with ancient trees appeared in front of Murong Han's eyes, this was the place with red dots, and the cries of birds were heard from time to time.

To reach the designated place, this mountain ridge is the only way to pass, there is no road in it, there are only branches crisscrossing and crisscrossing the canopy, and the canopy of the trees almost obscures the entire sky.

Woohoo!

A sudden sound came from overhead, and a flying bird swept by, and the target of its claws was Murong Han's head.

Murong Han hurriedly bent his legs, squatted down, dodged the claws of the bird, and looked back at the back of the bird, Murong Han knew what he had encountered.

First-Order Warcraft Lightning Eagle!

Seeing the demonic beast in front of him, Murong Han blurted out, in order to solve his own problem, Murong Han read a lot of classics, it can be said that he is well-read, and his knowledge is naturally rich.

Warcraft, another race in this world, has a demon core in its body that is coveted by humans, and when Warcraft reaches the ninth order, it can condense into a demon crystal and become a demon beast.

First-order demonic beasts can be compared to ordinary fifth-order spirits.

The most difficult thing for the lightning eagle to deal with is that they are thunder-attribute demonic beasts, and their bodies exude thunder and lightning, but at this time, the lightning eagle has already regarded Murong Han as his own belly, and it is impossible to escape.

The wrist bones were swollen, black stripes appeared on the arms, and the Night Demon Tiger Claws were the ability that the bloodline gave Murong Han's hands.