Speaking of harvest, this time when he came to Lingcheng, Han Yu's harvest was really not small.

First of all, Han Yu's most direct and intuitive harvest was the two things sent by Dugu Zhan, the city lord of Lingcheng. Although Han Yu still can't know the value of those two things, let alone the great benefits these two things will bring him in the future.

Then, it's all about cultivation.

During this not a long time in Lingcheng, although Han Yu experienced life and death again and again. But what is gained is abundant.

His cultivation has taken another step, although he still hasn't broken through yet, he is still probably at the peak of Xuanjun's realm. But Han Yu already had a faint feeling that as long as he accumulated a little more, he would be able to break through at any time.

And now, although Han Yu didn't know what had happened to those circles in his dantian, they had changed from the original circle to an oval. But there is no doubt that because the circle has become oval, Han Yu's speed of running the exercises has become faster and faster!

In other words, no matter what situation Han Yu is facing now, he can suddenly put himself in the peak state.

This is definitely a great joy for a cultivator.

You must know that if everyone wants to attack, the first thing he needs to do is to build up momentum, and after the most powerful move, he will often have a period of weakness. And that's when the enemy is most likely to kill him.

But now, this problem is simply not a problem for Han Yu. His strength may not be the strongest, but now his explosiveness can be placed among the strongest!

At this time, if there was a person who was very similar to Han Yu's strength realm to fight him, then that person would definitely be inexplicably defeated because of this.

In addition, during that life-and-death battle, Han Yu inspired the true element of the magical stone planted in his dantian, that is, the black flame that looked like a seed.

The power of this black flame has been reflected in that great battle. And now that Han Yu has completely mastered this power, he will be able to fully use it in future battles!

In this way, although Han Yu's cultivation is still only the peak of Xuanjun, who must be able to say that it is absolutely impossible to fight against Xuanjun, and there will be no miracle when it comes to Han Yu? In a certain moment, maybe Han Yu, who is still Xuanjun, will kill a Xuanzun, and his jaw may drop to the ground.

The harvest of all of this is abundant for any cultivator, and it is so abundant that it makes people drool and go crazy.

But Han Yu felt that his real gain was not these, but friends!

Yes, friends.

In the spiritual city, when you encounter danger again and again, there are always people who will jump out to help you and give your life for yourself.

This made Han Yu feel very moved, and felt that all the pain he had endured was worth it.

And after these friends helped themselves, they didn't even think about anything, and left directly. Han Yu felt that he couldn't give them anything, but at least he had to say thank you.

Therefore, at this time, Han Yu walked on the way to the Mansion of the First Sword Venerable.

It's really a coincidence, when Han Yu came to the front of the First Sword Venerable's mansion, the First Sword Venerable and Xiaoyao had just packed everything up and were about to leave here.

"You ...... Are you leaving? "In the courtyard of the One Sword Venerable, Han Yu stood in front of One Sword and Xiao Yao.

"What are you doing here without leaving? There is nothing worth leaving here for our father and son. Saying that, the Sword Venerable glared at Han Yu again, and shouted, "What are you doing here again?" I owe you all and have already paid you back, do you want to ask for anything from me? Watch out for me slashing you with a sword! ”

"Hurry up and get out of here, don't delay our two fathers and sons!" Xiaoyao still spoke coldly.

But the two of them who said this did not have any intention of leaving immediately.

Han Yu naturally knew that the two fathers and sons didn't really hate themselves, and such words were just due to their personalities.

But at this time, Han Yu couldn't say anything, and the gratitude in his heart was simply to the point of being incomprehensible.

Not only did these two fathers and sons not ask for anything from themselves, but they even deliberately reduced their gratitude to him in such a cold way, can Han Yu not be moved by such a good person who helps people but doesn't want others to remember him?

"That's it! If you don't have anything to say, don't come and delay our father and son's trip. Yijian said.

Xiaoyao glanced at Han Yu and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Then, the two fathers and sons didn't look at Han Yu again, and they all swept into the air and disappeared directly into Han Yu's sight.

Bang!

At this time, something was left on the ground.

Han Yu stepped forward and picked it up.

It is a sword the size of a finger for decoration, a smaller version of the same sword used for a sword and a leisurely sword.

Looking at this sword, Han Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then looked high in the sky, and whispered the two words that he hadn't said to the two fathers and sons just now: "Thank you......"

Han Yu knew that this little sword was deliberately left for himself by a sword, and it was a sword of sky-high value where all his sword intent was and all his feelings were. Whoever can get it is no different from getting the true transmission of a sword.

Obviously, the two of them have always been helping themselves, but when they finally parted, they still sent things to themselves.

Gently wiping away the tears in his eyes, Han Yu said softly in his heart: Take care, we will definitely meet again. When the time comes, I will definitely return this kindness to you.

Then, after putting away the small sword, Han Yu continued to walk forward.

At a roadside stall in the North City.

A pot of inferior wine, a tattered table, but the two people sitting on either side of the table were not tattered at all.

Sitting on one side of the table was Han Yu, and on the other side of the table was the Ransword Venerable.

Han Yu picked up a bowl of wine and said, "Venerable Randao, this bowl of wine, I respect you!" ”

As he spoke, Han Yu drank the bowl of wine.

If it was before, if he could hear Han Yu say such things and make Han Yu toast himself, the Randao Venerable would definitely be happy, because it meant that he had taken a big step towards being admired by ten thousand.

But after going through those things, Randao was no longer ecstatic at this time, and his mentality had changed.

"Thank you, thank you for your help this time, Venerable Ranblade." Putting the wine bowl down, Han Yu looked at the Ranblade Venerable very sincerely and said.

Venerable Ranblade waved his hand, then said, "That's what I'm supposed to do. On the contrary, I should thank you. Because of that kind of thing, you even gave me such a treasure knife. ”

As he spoke, the Randao Venerable took out the treasure knife and touched it with his hand with pity.

Seeing this, Han Yu called him a sweat, this knife was like a garbage existence to himself. And now the Ransword Venerable regarded it as a real treasure and couldn't put it down......

"That...... Ranblade Venerable ...... "Han Yu has decided to tell the truth.

"That's enough, Han Yu doesn't need to say anything more if you thank you. I don't need to say thank you for doing these things. With a wave of his hand, he stopped Han Yu.

Han Yu suddenly felt that there was a sense of arrogance on the Randao, and he almost wanted to worship the Randao.

"How can a mere one-man thank you satisfy me? Now I know that with the strength of my Venerable Being, just a mere spiritual city can't satisfy me at all. I'll make the whole human race worship me, and my reputation will resound throughout the world, haha...... Haha......"

That's right, the mind of the Randao Venerable has changed, he is no longer short-sighted, not only in a spiritual city, he wants to be famous, and he wants the whole world to know his reputation.

Seeing this, Han Yu couldn't help but scratch his head lightly with his hand, his eyes widened suddenly, and he and his little friends were stunned.

In this way, Han Yu drank with the knife for a while and left. Let the secret of that treasure knife be lost with the wind.

It's still the North City, and it's still a street stall that goes unnoticed.

Feng Wuji was alone warming a pot of rice wine, silently, like a weed hiding in the corner, not noticed by anyone, and would not attract anyone's attention.

Probably only Han Yu can find Feng Wuji in the entire Spirit City.

Han Yu came to Feng Wuji, sat down, picked up the wine bowl, and quietly drank a bowl of bland rice wine.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, you...... What are you going to do? Han Yu put down the wine bowl and said.

Feng Wuji didn't make a sound, still drinking.

Feng Wuji was the person Han Yu had ever seen who hid his aura the best, as long as he wanted to, no one would be able to detect him in action, even if you watched him with your own eyes.

Such a person, if he is really a killer, will be a nightmare for all those who are assassinated.

And such a person actually saved Han Yu more than once.

For Feng Wuji, Han Yu really didn't know what to think, he couldn't predict this person's thoughts at all, he didn't know what this person wanted and what he would do.

After pouring another bowl of rice wine, Han Yu stared at Feng Wuji and said, "If you really want to kill me, come now, I will definitely not fight back." Because I owe it to you. And if you don't do it now, then let me quietly finish this pot of wine. ”

Feng Wuji still didn't make a sound.

Then, Han Yu sat there and drank quietly.

At this time, Han Yu had an idea in his mind: he wanted to drink like this all the time.

For some reason, Han Yu could always feel a lonely aura from Feng Wuji, he was unwilling to let Feng Wuji drink alone, sitting alone in a corner where no one noticed and drinking.

But there is only so much wine in a pot, and no matter how slow you drink, the wine will always be drunk.

Taking a deep breath, Han Yu bowed deeply to Feng Wuji, and then said, "Thank you......"

Feng Wuji still lowered his head and drank, ignoring Han Yu, as if Han Yu had never appeared.

Han Yu sighed, stood up, and left the place.

After a long time, Feng Wuji, who had been drinking with his head down, finally raised his head, and for some reason, he burst into tears at this time!

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