"Brother, hurry up, hurry up, Xiaochen wants to see it!"

Han Chen's eyes lit up as he stared at Han Ling and the cyan ring in his hand.

"Hmm."

Han Ling answered, and put the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

The soul power melted into the Na Ring, and he said to a purple teapot on the table next to him:

"Receive."

Han Chen's big eyes widened at the boss, and his small mouth was open, with a look of surprise, curiosity, and excitement.

"Brother, where did you turn the teapot?"

"It's in the ring."

"I'll show you again."

Han Ling smiled and said:

"Now!"

A purple teapot appeared steadily in Han Ling's hand.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Han Chen shouted excitedly.

"Ling'er, this ring is going to be closed."

"Although the low-level precepts are not as good as the intermediate-level or even high-level precepts, they are also very valuable."

"It's not something that everyone can have."

Han Mo admonished Han Shi on the side.

Han Ling nodded and said:

"The child understands."

"Father, is the high-grade ring precious?"

"Can I buy a lot of rock sugar gourds?"

Han Chen asked suddenly.

At this time, Han Chen remembered that the white-haired old man gave him a pure white high-grade ring.

At that time, the old man also reminded him that the high-level ring is a good baby.

Do not show people lightly, in order to prevent people with evil intentions from killing people and stealing goods.

But Han Chen didn't care at all at that time.

I just think that the ring is cold and cold, and it feels fun and comfortable.

"That's nature!"

"The entire Canglan Empire doesn't necessarily have a high-grade ring, and our Han family doesn't have it either."

"The value of the high-level Na ring even surpasses the ordinary ground-level exercises and fighting skills."

"Our family's most precious volume of earth-level intermediate exercises, the Chiyan Burst Technique, is also inferior to it."

"I've heard that the Advanced Na Ring can even place a protective film of soul power inside it."

"Others can't open the vows even if they get them, and their value can be imagined."

When Han Mo talked about the high-grade Na ring, his originally light and breezy face also had a touch of yearning.

"Really?"

"Is the Premium Ring really that precious?"

Han Chen's tone was already filled with surprise and a little expectation.

"Of course!"

"Xiao Chen, a high-level ring can probably buy millions of strings of rock sugar gourds."

Han Chen said with a smile.

He knew this brother best.

"Millions of strings of rock sugar gourds?"

"Oh my God!"

Han Chen's mouth opened into an "O" shape, which was enough to swallow an egg in one bite.

"That, father, brother, Xiao Chen suddenly wants to eat rock sugar gourd."

"I went out and bought it, goodbye."

After Han Chen finished speaking, he didn't wait for Han Mo and Han Ling to answer, he turned around and ran out.

"This little guy was stimulated by the value of high-level rings?"

"Or are you stimulated by the rock sugar gourd?"

Han Mo smiled helplessly.

"In the past few months, Xiao Chen has been cultivating in the stone room, and he has held back long enough."

"Let him go out to breathe and have fun."

Han Ling said with a smile.

He thought that his younger brother was still an eleven-year-old boy after all, and it was his nature to be playful and noisy.

As long as Han Chen is happy, let him be fine.

He forgot that he was only an eleven-year-old child.

Han Chen's mood at the moment was more complicated than ever.

He was excited, excited, happy.

He actually got a high-grade ring that was enough to exchange for millions of strings of rock sugar gourds, and the value was equivalent to all the assets of the entire Han family or even higher.

And what he paid was only a little help to the white-haired old man.

At the same time, he was confused, confused, and suffered.

Is what the old man said true?

Did he really give himself a premium ring?

High-level Na Ring!

That's a million strings of rock sugar gourds!

If it's fake, woo woo, isn't Xiao Chen happy for nothing?

My brother said that it is a shame to waste!

Xiao Chen's expression and emotions cannot be wasted.

What made Han Chen struggle the most was whether he should tell his father and brother about this matter?

Father and brother are not bad people, that's for sure.

But they are also "others".

The old man said that it is easy not to let others see it, and he knows that he has a high-level vow.

Since listening to the old man's words, he has forged his body with fighting spirit.

Han Chen really, genuinely, felt the benefits of this cultivation method.

Therefore, he has an inexplicable trust in the old man's words.

However, all thoughts were just running through Han Chen's run.

"Why do you care so much about him?"

"Let's see if it's really a high-level ring."

Han Chen locked himself in a secret base, a secret treehouse, and concluded.

Han Chen couldn't wait to untie his clothes.

On the white chest, a white ring with a red thread through it hangs from the chest.

The ring is white all over, simple and unadorned, just a ring.

Han Chen learned from his brother Han Ling just now, recalling his father's words, and his soul power merged into the ring.

Han Chen only felt that he had entered another room, a huge room.

Or it would be more appropriate to call it a warehouse.

There are a lot of things scattered in the "warehouse".

It's like the Han family's treasure pavilion that Han Chen once visited.

It's just bigger and messier than that.

Han Jin spread his soul power throughout the "warehouse".

Unknown flowers and plants, fruits that have never been eaten, come in different shapes and colors.

Han Chen directly ignored it.

Bottles and jars, large and small, and a huge golden pot.

Mountains of glittering gold coins.

Also piled up are books.

In the end, Han Chen concentrated his soul power in one place.

It was a bunch of random scrolls of various colors.

"Are these all fighting qi techniques and fighting techniques?"

Han Chen was dumbfounded.

This pile has hundreds of reel handles?

"Now!"

Han Chen's soul power locked onto one of the scrolls.

With a thought, a cyan scroll appeared in Han Chen's small hand.

There are a few big characters written on the surface of the scroll: I Ching Washing Pill, Six Pins of Pill.

"Six pins of pills, I Ching Cleansing Pill?"

"It's not a technique or a fighting technique, don't!"

Han Chen said as he threw the cyan scroll aside, and the soul power moved again.

With a cry of "Now!" ”。

A gray scroll appeared in Han Chen's hand again.

Looking at the scroll, Han Chen read:

"Heart-rending hands, Xuan-level low-level fighting skills."

"It's not good."

"The name is not good, what is heartbreaking."

"Don't, don't."

I threw it away again.

"Earth-shaking technique, Xuan-level intermediate exercises."

"Xuan-level intermediate, it's too low, don't."

"Blood Demon Skill, low-level Ground Rank Technique."

"Bloody Demon Skill, the name is too bloody, don't."

"Pulling onions on dry land, Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills, don't."

"Necro elixir, six-pinned elixir, don't."

……

"Woo woo, I'm so tired, none of them are my favorite, damn it!"

After losing nearly a hundred scrolls, Han Chen's soul power was also consumed, and he was a little tired and a little sluggish.

"But, hehe, this time it's a windfall!"

"There are so many fighting skills, fighting qigong methods, and the lowest ones are low-level Xuan-rank."

"You can change a lot of strings of rock sugar gourds!"

"Don't tell your father and brother for the time being, so as not to provoke them."

"Go on, I can't believe I can't find what I like!"

Han Chen rested for a while, regained some of his spirit, shook his little hand, and his soul power entered the Na Ring again.

"Huh?"

"Why is this so broken?"

Han Chen looked at a tattered scroll in his hand and frowned.

"Devouring Fire and Burning the Heavens, Yellow Rank Low-level Exercises."

"Yellow Order Low?"

"How can there be a low-level Yellow Order?"

Han Chen immediately became interested in this scroll.

He had already looked at nearly a hundred scrolls, all of them at the Xuan or Ground levels.

This tattered Yellow Order low-level that suddenly appeared made Han Chen full of curiosity.

Although Han Chen is small, he is a clever ghost and very smart.

From the white-haired old man, he gave away a high-level ring with a flick of his hand, and a random copy of the ring was the fighting skills of the Xuan Rank, the exercises of the Xuan Rank, and the formula of the Six Pins of Pills.

It is possible to deduce what kind of person he is:

Peerless powerhouse!

Advanced Alchemy Master!

Therefore, it was impossible for him to collect a volume of ordinary, even tattered, Yellow Rank low-level exercises.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Han Chen opened the scroll, and there was a text in his eyes:

"The Flame Devouring Heaven Technique, a low-level Yellow Rank Technique, can be evolved."

"Evolvable?"

"Can the exercises still evolve?"

"This is really not an ordinary exercise scroll."

"Hehe, Xiao Chen is just smart, it's good to take a closer look, or I'll miss it!"

Han Chen was smug.

Talk to yourself and read on.

"The fire attribute technique can be infinitely evolved by devouring the alien fire between heaven and earth."

"Devouring the Alien Fire?"

"What is a strange fire?"

"What does infinite evolution mean?"

"Does it mean that you can evolve to the Heavenly Rank?"

"Yes!"

"It must be so!"

"Maybe it can surpass the Heavenly Rank Advanced!"

"Uh, what's above the Heavenly Order?"

"Heavenly Rank is more advanced?"

"Heavenly Rank Advanced?"

"Heavenly Ladder High Advanced?"

"No matter, it's a good thing anyway."

"Hehe, my father and brother just happen to be fire attributes, so I cultivated them well."

"If Xiao Chen is also a fire attribute, he will learn it together in the future!"

"Quack, quack, quack......"

Outside, there was a terrible sound of crows returning to their nests.

"Wow, it's going to be dark, so let's go back first."

Han Chen put all the scrolls on the side into the ring.

At the moment before Han Chen's soul power completely withdrew from the ring, a stream of information suddenly poured into his mind.

"Huh?"

"This ring is called the Xuanyin Ring?"

"Huh?"

"Can you set a soul seal?"

"This is the protective film that my father said, right?"

"This is really a high-level ring!"

Han Chen then followed the information prompts and set his own soul mark on the Xuanyin Ring.

"Hehe, it's much safer this way, and I'm not afraid of losing it!"

After doing all this, Han Chen hung the ring back on his chest, put on his clothes, and got up to go home.

……

"Father, brother, what is a strange fire?"

While eating, Han Chen suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

"Strange fire?"

"Chen'er, where did you hear about the strange fire?!"

Han Mo was a little surprised.

Strange fire, not everyone can hear and know.