Chapter 12: The Beginning of Initiation

In the luxurious courtyard, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy looked at the railing, his immature face showed the maturity that should not have been at this age, and his thoughts had long been unknown to where he drifted with the flying leaves, the breeze was blowing, and the flying hair was beating on his smooth forehead from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Blood Spirit, you say, what should I do, I came here inexplicably, is it really like what I said, I have to travel for a few years to be able to go back" Leng Qianhan asked in silence.

After a pause, the blood spirit in the sea of consciousness chuckled and said: "If you follow your current strength, it is really possible to take that long, but your strength is not stagnant all the time, as long as you take every step you improve, your speed will become faster, and the time to go back will be shortened at that time, why bother with this distance, when your realm reaches a certain level, even crossing is not a problem." ā€

"Yes, why didn't I think of it" Leng Qianhan's eyes lit up and exclaimed, this is indeed a good way.

Thinking about it, Leng Qianhan seemed to be watered with cold water, regained his senses, how could it be so easy to improve his strength, you must know that his father was in the cold war, and after cultivating for decades, he only reached the psychic realm, and it was even more unattainable to reach the realm that the blood spirit said.

As if seeing what Leng Qianhan was thinking, the blood spirit continued: "Don't worry, with me, your cultivation won't have to worry." ā€

"Hmm" replied softly, Leng Qianhan's heart settled down a lot, he could feel that the blood spirit did not deceive him, not to mention that a few days ago he was an ordinary person without any cultivation, and now he is a fourfold martial artist who has entered the spirit, just ask how many people in this world can do it.

"What you lack most now is resources, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if I have the means to reach the sky, there is no room to play" The blood spirit looked solemn, and immediately seemed to remember something, and then said: "Didn't you kill a fifth-order poisonous wolf and a sixth-order cold iron beast?"

"That's right," Leng Qianhan replied with a puzzled expression.

"Although it can't play a big role, it's better than nothing, you take it and sell it first, and come back in exchange for a few spirit grasses" After a deep groan, the blood spirit continued.

"What are you doing with the spirit grass, we don't know how to do alchemy, and it's useless to use it."

For herbal medicine, Leng Qianhan also knows a little bit, mainly for alchemists to refine pills, ordinary people can only sell the spirit grass when they get it, it is basically useless to keep it for themselves, and it has no great effect if they take it, but alchemists are different, they can use the formula to maximize the effect of the medicine, and refine it into pills, which is of great help to martial artists.

"Who told you that I won't do alchemy," the blood spirit was speechless.

"What! You can do alchemy"

At this time, Leng Qianhan could no longer remain calm, alchemist, what a revered existence, for him it was even more unattainable, now a living alchemist lived in his body, and he felt very excited when he thought about it.

"I heard that the conditions for becoming an alchemist are extremely harsh, not only for soul power, but also for memory and physique, do you think I have the potential to become an alchemist" stared at the blood spirit in the sea of knowledge with an expectant face, and asked cautiously, for fear of hearing the blood spirit say a "no".

"Well, of course .....," the blood spirit said playfully, deliberately elongating his voice.

Leng Qianhan's heart had already been pinched hard at this time, and his heart was beating rapidly.

"Of course, with me, I will train you to be an all-round powerhouse"

"Really"

Leng Qianhan's heart trembled, and his little face became red with excitement, in his small heart, alchemist was a very lucrative profession, and with money, his mother Yunrou would not have to suffer.

"Really"

This little guy was thinking about his mother all the time, and the blood spirit who felt the change in Leng Qianhan's heart sighed lightly, and gave the latter an affirmative answer.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes due to excitement, Leng Qianhan's immature face showed a bright smile, which was so innocent that it was heartbreaking.

"Brother Han, what are you thinking" A soft voice came from a distance, a girl came, her hands like lotus roots were placed behind her back, and her black hair reflected the girl's crimson face under the blowing of the evening breeze.

"No... It's nothing" raised his palm in a panic and rubbed his eyes a few times, for fear that there would be some marks left just now.

"Hehe" looked at Leng Qianhan's panicked appearance, a soft smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth, she had already come just now, just watched quietly from afar, and didn't bother, but he didn't know.

"Meng Yao, why are you here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Qianhan felt that there was something wrong with this, and he didn't know how to speak, he was just blindly piggybacking, not knowing what to do.

"I'm just here to see if you can't live and get used to it" The girl pinched the corner of her clothes, looking at Leng Qianhan's embarrassed appearance, and her narrow eyes narrowed into a straight line.

"It's good" Leng Qianhan replied with a smile, this place is indeed much better than the place where he lived before, but it is not his warm home after all.

"Brother Han, are you homesick?" Looking at the young man's far-fetched smile, Li Mengyao asked softly.

"Hmm" replied softly, Leng Qianhan raised his head and looked up at the sky, a trace of sadness appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Seeing the young man's sad expression, Li Mengyao said with relief: "Don't worry, Brother Han, there will always be a way." ā€

Looking back at Li Mengyao, who looked concerned, Leng Qianhan replied firmly: "Well, I believe this day will not be too long." ā€

The eyes are facing each other, the eyes are connected, an unknown feeling breeds in the hearts of the two, the collision of eyes and gazes, the two are silent for a long time, as if a glance for a thousand years, time stops at this moment, between heaven and earth, only you and me.

"Oh, by the way, Meng Yao, do you know where Danmeng is" Leng Qianhan, who came back to his senses, seemed to remember something and asked.

The Dan League is the most widely distributed and powerful organization in this continent, and their power is all over the continent, not only with the richest resources, but also with countless wealth, and they have almost recruited eighty percent of the alchemists in the entire continent.

And those who get elixirs or spirit crystals are all to get this Dan Alliance to trade, of course, if your things are precious enough, you can also sell them through auctions, and give the auction a corresponding handling fee.

Auctions are mainly used to auction valuable items, pills, exercises, and even spiritual skills can be found in the auction, of course, provided that you have enough spirit coins.

"I know, why are you asking this? Do you want to buy pills?" asked Li Mengyao with a puzzled expression.

"I'll tell you when the time comes"

Leng Qianhan smiled mysteriously, and he was also looking forward to it.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow, it's not too early, then I'll go back first" Seeing that it was getting late, Li Mengyao didn't stay longer, and left under Leng Qianhan's eyes.

The sky was full of stars, the moon was like a silver plate, and the silver moonlight sprinkled from the window, reflecting on the young man's face, but he sat cross-legged as if he had not heard it, with strange handprints between his fingers, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, and the aura around him breathed into his body, and a mist rose from his body, and he did not pay attention to all this.

Outside the window, only the elves in the darkness were chirping tirelessly.