No longer caring about the Heavenly Court, the Western Buddha Realm or the Four Great Immortal Realms, these days he only wants to understand one thing, that is, he will not obey anyone's orders, he will only think about himself.

Even if he went to the Xianyuan Continent, it would not be for the Queen Mother of the West, nor for the Buddha, he planned for his own plan, and found the location of the Divine Stone, he would not give this Divine Stone to anyone, just wait for him to find a way to reshape Han Daozi when he has the ability.

Holding a 10,000-year-old stone bell in his hand. Milk., Han Ning sneered, "Do you think that with this little favor, I can do things for you?" Foolish dreams, since you are calculating me, don't blame me for calculating you. After that, Han Ning put the 10,000-year-old stone clock. Milk. Swallow and sit cross-legged.

Now he has no plans to turn his face with the Queen Mother of the West, for him, he vainly thinks that snakes can still do it, as for whether he wants to do things for them, it depends on his mood.

In just one month, Han Ning has experienced too many stimuli, which has made his beautiful yearning for the fairy world disappear, it seems that even immortals can't be indifferent in the face of life and death, the so-called pure heart and few desires are just relative to mortals.

"Huh......" 10,000-year-old stone clock. Milk. Under his stomach, Han Ning exhaled a breath, this 10,000-year-old stone clock. Milk. Condensing the immortal power of 10,000 years is one of the specialties of Yaochi, and only when the peach feast is held, it can make the immortals taste.

But the 10,000-year-old stone clock. Milk. The efficacy is still a little inferior to its title of ten thousand years, in Han Ning's view, this drop of ten thousand years stone clock. Milk. However, it is equivalent to an immortal rank three-grade elixir.

Because of his deeper understanding of the thirty-six changes of Tiangang, Han Ning's cultivation has increased greatly, and it is only a matter of time before he breaks through, but since he plans to go to the Immortal Yuan Continent, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, he still wants to improve his strength. And this 10,000-year-old stone clock. Milk. Naturally, it's the best thing.

The last time he drank Lu Dongbin's realgar wine, Han Ning had already approached the boundary of the Golden Immortal, and now a drop of stone bell. Milk. In the lower stomach, Han Ning's body and spirit were for a while, and then the immortal power of his physical strength suddenly boiled.

Under the furious power of the immortal force, white steam came out of Han Ning's body. The golden immortal is another grade compared to the true immortal, and only by condensing the immortal power to a more pure fragment can we transcend the true immortal and reach the rank of the golden immortal.

What Han Ning is doing now is condensing the immortal power, and at this time, the boiling immortal power in his body is not only condensing, but also condensing.

The white mist surrounded him, growing more and more vigorous, condensing into a white cloud almost around him, and he hid in the mist. Then layers of light shot out of the clouds.

Han Ning couldn't see the changes outside, but the blazing temperature made him feel like he was on fire, but if he wanted to advance to the Golden Immortal, this was a process that he had to go through, he gritted his teeth and continued to insist, purifying and compressing the immortal power over and over again, and the immortal power in his body became more and more refined. It slowly turned from pale yellow to gold, and this gold color continued to expand.

And so it keeps condensing. Compressed, Han Ning needed a large amount of immortal power support, and the Ten Thousand Year Stone Stalactite provided Han Ning with the necessary immortal power, which was swallowed by him The stone stalactite did not melt immediately, but kept releasing immortal power in Han Ning's body.

And these released immortal powers were immediately integrated into the immortal powers in the meridians, participating in the process of condensation.

And so it went on and on. The 10,000-year-old stone stalactites kept shrinking, and finally at a certain moment, the stone stalactites suddenly disappeared, and at this time, Han Ning's eyes suddenly opened. A glimmer of gold flashed in his eyes, and the mist on his body dissipated, and the immortal power in his body sank again.

"Golden Immortal!" Feeling the immortal power of Peng Bai in his body, Han Ning was secretly happy in his heart, when such a condensed immortal power was used, the power of various immortal methods would increase exponentially.

And it is very difficult for immortals to exceed a level every time, and he has really gone from a mortal to a golden immortal in two or three years, if he says it, it will definitely make waves in the immortal world, but he remembered Mu Lao's words, this is all the potential he has accumulated for a long time.

But when his potential is exhausted, his cultivation speed will probably slow down.

During this time, Han Ning had been immersed in cultivation, and successfully broke through to the Golden Immortal, he looked at the time, and another month had passed.

"It's time to get started, too." Han Ning is now full of confidence.

Today's Heavenly Court is full of indescribable horror in his eyes, he decided to go in and out of here less, and is ready to take refuge for a while, and his future direction is Huaxia time and space and Xianyuan Continent, now that the mountains and rivers map has been connected to the Xianyuan Continent, he can shuttle between Huaxia time and space and Xianyuan Continent at any time.

As for the affairs of the fairy world, Han Ning handed them all over to the Ning Yu sisters, he could dodge them if he could, and he didn't want to be played with as chess pieces on this chessboard.

With the mountain and river map in hand, and now he is promoted to the Golden Immortal, he is much bolder, he doesn't dare to guarantee that he can beat anyone, but if he wants to escape, no one can take him.

And he pretended to fulfill the task of the Queen Mother of the West, and no one else could say anything.

Thinking of this, Han Ning returned to Australia, regardless of his gods and Buddhas, no one wanted him to suffer.

It's been two months in Australia, and Han Ning is basically hiding in the farm to cultivate, and he hasn't done anything outside except for the renovation of the fishing ground last time.

At this time, he was determined not to abandon the Heavenly Court, but he had time to busy his own affairs, and at the same time he was planning how to build his own power in the Immortal Yuan Continent.

This Immortal Continent is a world where monks are rampant, since it is such a world, resources are naturally the focus of contention, so that the things he collected from the Immortal Realm will be useful, it seems that he still has to look at the exercises he has received and learn some mortal spells, but this is very simple for him.

As for how to build his own power, he has a plan in his heart, he still carries out his old business, he is a manor in Huaxia time and space, and he is the Medicine King Valley in the Xianyuan Continent, he is going to go to the Xianyuan Continent to find a place to engage in elixir, raise spirit beasts, and slowly accumulate power.

Although this battle of the gods is right in front of the immortals, the concept of time for the immortals is different from that of ordinary people, because the past ten years and a hundred years are not a matter in the eyes of the immortals at all, but for Han Ning, this time is very sufficient.

He can accumulate grain and slowly become the king, and when he finds the true dragon son of heaven where the fortune of the Immortal Yuan Continent is located, the battle of the gods will begin.

With the overall plan in his heart, Han Ning's mood relaxed, and now the only thing he was worried about was the red clothes.

Thinking of Hongyi, he frowned, if he could rescue Hongyi from Yaochi and take her to the mortal world, he would have no scruples in his heart.

Sighing, Han Ning's eyes looked ahead, his yacht was lonely on the sea, the surrounding sea water was calm without a ripple, the golden sunlight made the surroundings beautiful, and there was suddenly a cloud in front of him, but after he looked closely, he realized that it was not a cloud at all, but a flying fish.

The number of this group of flying fish is extremely large, more than tens of thousands, and it is black and pressing.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The flying fish came very fast, they jumped up from the water and glided like birds, but when they passed by Han Ning's yacht, many flying fish left Maicheng and smashed on his yacht, just for a while, his yacht was flying fish jumping everywhere.

Han Ning smiled, this is the result of his renovation of the fishing ground, now his fishing ground is densely packed with coral reefs, these coral reefs attract a large number of marine life, this group of flying fish is also estimated to be one of the migrants.

And out of the coral reef, Han Ning left a marine consciousness in this sea area, and these marine consciousness constantly nourished the marine life here, which is why there is such a large school of flying fish.

For two months, his fishing grounds became a sacred place in the ocean.

After the flying fish, a group of huge figures came over, and at this time, Han Ning finally understood why this group of flying fish flew up, it turned out that they were frightened by the blue whale.

These big guys, who are more than thirty-three meters long, swim leisurely from Han Ning's yacht, spewing out columns of water from time to time, and the scene is very spectacular.

Han Ning inspected his fishing ground with satisfaction, the blue whale, a group of creatures known for their huge appetite, had all come over, which was enough to show the richness of nutrients in the seawater of his fishing ground, looking at such a magnificent picture, Han Ning's mood was much better. (To be continued.) )