That night, the old Taoist said goodbye to Wenjun Shou and returned to the Taoist temple alone.

As soon as he stepped into the Taoist temple, the old Taoist stood still, "Xiaoyou doesn't look for a good place to practice, but comes to my fast to be a guest on the branch?" ”

A young man wearing a hat suddenly jumped down from the big tree in the middle of the Taoist temple, and he turned around and saluted the old Taoist. "The younger generation is rude, and I hope that the senior Haihan is still looking forward."

The old Taoist saw Han Nuo and nodded slightly, "Little friend visited, what do you have to say?" ”

"The younger generation once got two fairy fruits in embarrassment, thinking that they were poisonous fruits, and they had no way to live, so they ate one of them, but they have survived so far. Listening to the words of the predecessors today, I have a sense of grace, which makes people feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox. My predecessors have given me immortal arts, and I will repay them with the results now, and I hope not to give up. Han Nuo said as he held a colorful fruit in both hands.

When the old Taoist saw Benxian Fruit, he was overjoyed, but he didn't immediately stretch out his hand, "Xiaoyou saved the people from fire and water with his own talents, so he could get his reward." I have gold, you have art, there is nothing to owe each other, such a generous gift, I will not give up. This fairy fruit, the more the merrier, why don't you eat it yourself? ”

"The more the merrier, the better. However, one is more than two, and the gain is limited. And if the predecessor gets it, the gain is not counted. Therefore, the ancestors do not doubt it. Han Nuo once again pushed the Immortal Fruit towards the old Daoist.

The old Taoist was overjoyed when he saw this, and he no longer shirked, took the Benxian Fruit in Han Nuo's hand, and then pulled Han Nuo into the room.

In the room, the old Taoist and Han Nuo drank a few cups together, and taught Han Nuo a lot of basic knowledge of the immortal cultivation world. He also wanted Han Nuo to stay in his Taoist temple and practice hard, and he must personally help him interpret the basic exercises before letting him go, Han Nuo hypocritically excused himself and accepted the old Taoist's arrangement.

In the next half a month, Han Nuo really stayed in the Taoist temple of the old Taoist. In fact, he had calculated this way from the beginning, because when he got the exercise, he immediately went back to his residence to study it. As a result, after half an afternoon of research, he found that he completely did not understand the meridians, acupuncture points, and methods of breathing in the book.

It turns out that these things that are basic common sense in this world are like light bulbs in the eyes of primitive people in Han Nuo's eyes. And the person who wrote the exercises didn't seem to think that the reader would be someone who didn't even understand such basic knowledge, so Han Nuo thought about it for a while, and decided to use a Benxian Fruit to trick the old Taoist, judging from the ending, his return on investment was not bad.

Soon, the old Taoist refined the Benxian Fruit and cultivated to the tenth level of Qi refining with its medicinal power. And Han Nuo, under the guidance of the old Taoist, entered some doorways a little and practiced some vitality in the dantian.

On this day, Han Nuo was meditating and cultivating under the tree, but the old Taoist came to him with a small bag on his back. Seeing this, Han Nuo immediately stood up, he looked at the other party, and pointed to the package on his shoulder, "Seniors have always traveled lightly, but today it seems that they want to travel far away?" ”

"With the power of Xiaoyou's immortal fruit, I have cultivated to the top level of qi refining. Now that I want to go back to the sect and try to build a foundation, I may not come here anymore. I also hope that Xiaoyou will take care of this view, and there will be a person who will guard this view on behalf of his brother soon, and it will not be too late for Xiaoyou to leave when he comes. The old Taoist explained.

"Seniors aren't casual cultivators?" Han Nuo asked in some surprise.

"There is no loose cultivation, all immortal cultivators in the country must be entered into the immortal register. As a brother, his qualifications are dull, and he has been stuck in the gas refining period for decades, and he has not made an inch. Disheartened, I took over the task of the sect, and came to the world to be a few years of contemplation, I wanted to enjoy some wealth in the world before I sat down, who would have wanted to meet a little friend, and ignited a trace of hope to build a foundation. The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Then ......" Han Nuo stopped talking a little.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyou, when I return to the sect this time, I will tell the elders about Xiaoyou. If nothing else, Xiaoyou can join this sect and enter the immortal book by the way. Maybe one day if you succeed in building a foundation, you can also fly with Edgeworth. The old Taoist saw Han Nuo's thoughts and made a promise to him.

"Then there is Senior Lao." Han Nuo respectfully saluted the old Taoist. The old Taoist returned the salute and left the Taoist temple freely. Han Nuo looked at the empty door and began to think about something in his heart.

First of all, for the current Han Nuo, a legal identity is very important, and he needs to fabricate a more authentic resume for the first half of his life. Because this country seems to attach great importance to the household registration system from the mundane world to the fairy world.

Secondly, he needed to know more about the true value of the various treasures in this realm, after all, he had suffered a lot of losses caused by the sins of cherishing the best.

Third, the disc-shaped object, I should find a way to hide it, after all, I carry a worn-out hat with me, which looks too dazzling anyway.

The first of these questions is very easy to solve, as long as the story is coherent and convincing. After all, in the blacksmith's village before, he had a 'real' identity. And the second problem, for Han Nuo, is not so easy to handle, after all, this information will only circulate within the immortal cultivation world, if you want to get more information, you have to have a wider social network and enter the real immortal cultivation circle.

For Han Nuo, there are two ways to obtain the social resources of the immortal cultivation world. One is what the old Taoist said about the sect, but since the old Taoist gave him some basic knowledge, he felt that this road was temporarily impassable.

It turns out that cultivating immortals requires spiritual roots, and spiritual roots also have advantages and disadvantages, just as people's five fingers have lengths and shorts, and the five elements have spiritual roots. The length of the spiritual root, the best is that the sword is on the side, only one line is prominent, and the other four lines do not grow. The next two rows are longer and the other three do not grow. Once there are more than three or more Five Elements Spiritual Roots going hand in hand, it will be extremely difficult for this Spiritual Root to achieve anything.

But Han Nuo is an existence with all five elements, and there is no shortage of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. This is a big taboo in the eyes of cultivators, and such a spiritual root is not so much a spiritual root as a waste, no different from a mortal. After all, in the machinery industry that Hannuo has been engaged in for several years, there is a saying: "everything is passable, everything is loose". Therefore, in the short term, Han Nuo would not be able to raise his cultivation to a point where he would be accepted as a disciple by various sects.

Then it would be more realistic for him to take the second path. This road is another knowledge point popularized by the old Taoist to him.

It turned out that in this world, apart from him, there were countless low-level casual cultivators. Because the level of these casual cultivators is too low, they are all registered as mortals and operate in the world as mortals. But they also need to obtain cultivation resources, so at the borders of some major sects, some hidden markets will be formed.

In these markets, some disciples of the major sects would exchange some low-level cultivation materials for some resources that could also be obtained in the mortal world. The reason for this is none other than that only in such a place can you earn higher profits. If there is demand, there will be supply, people are profit-seeking, whether mortals or immortals, the truth is the same. So over time, these markets became a place for low-level immortal cultivators to communicate with each other.

And the information that Han Nuo got from the old Taoist was that after walking more than two hundred miles north of Anfeng City, he could find a secret market. Judging from the current situation, this is the next stop he is going to. And the third problem, perhaps, can also be found here.

After making this calculation, Han Nuo began to concentrate on cultivation again.

To outsiders, cultivation seems to be an extremely boring thing, doing nothing and meditating all day. But for the cultivators themselves, this is not the case. First of all, you have to control your breathing, inhale the air containing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into your body, and then exhale the impurities in it, leaving only the slightest trace of True Qi. Then use this wisp of true qi to break through the various passes of the body, and finally send it to the dantian for storage.

In Hanno's opinion, this is an advanced version of Tetris game, and the body is the console itself. With every breath, a strange-shaped square fell, and when it accurately entered the dantian, it was like a row of grids being eliminated.

This is a game that can feel comfortable both physically and mentally, and you won't get sleepy no matter how long you play. I don't even know if it's because of cultivation, or if it's because some playthings are out of mind, in short, Han Nuo found that the time he spends sleeping every day is becoming more and more compressed, but there is nothing abnormal about his body.

In this way, the days passed day by day, and another two months were gone, and Han Nuo finally seemed to break through a little bottleneck. He didn't know how the immortal cultivators in this world divided a cultivation stage into ten levels, whether it was based on the concentration of true qi in the dantian, or some other quantifiable standard. Anyway, in his eyes, he couldn't see the so-called tenth-order cultivation of the old Taoist.

At dusk that day, Han Nuo, who had just had dinner, was meditating and cultivating under the big tree in the courtyard, but he heard the door of the Taoist temple open with a 'squeak'. At the same time, the sound was heard by the little Taoist boy who was sweeping on the side, and the Taoist boy immediately put down the broom and went to the door.

"This benefactor, this meditation is only open from the hour to the unitary time......" The little Taoist boy was about to explain something to the comer, but found that the person who came in was wearing the same set of Taoist robes as the old Taoist who had left before.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a thin face, no beard, deep-set eye sockets, thick dark circles, and white skin that was somewhat sickly. He looked at Xiao Daotong and asked with a smile, "Is this a truffle view?" ”

"Exactly, isn't the predecessor the successor?" Xiao Daotong suddenly realized.

The visitor nodded, and then raised his eyes to look at Han Nuo, who was cultivating under the big tree. Han Nuo also seemed to have been paying attention to the comer, so he got up and walked over. "In Xia Hannuo, I don't know the honorific name of the seniors?"

"It turns out that Xiaoyou is the fellow in Uncle Feng's mouth, and he has been looking up for a long time. Under Huang Han. When I left the mountain, Uncle Feng said that Xiaoyou had only just entered the Dao, and now he has cultivated to the first level of Qi refining, with Xiaoyou's speed, I am afraid that sooner or later he will become the same sect, how about you and I be called senior brothers? The visitor also introduced himself.

"Okay, Senior Brother Huang." Han Nuo nodded, "It is said that Senior Brother calls Senior Feng Senior Uncle, but his old man has already ......."

"Uncle Feng has successfully built the foundation." Huang Han nodded.

After a while, everyone in the Truffle Temple gathered in the main hall of the Taoist Temple. There are four people in this temple, Huang Han as the main temple, two Taoist children are responsible for the cleaning of the Taoist temple and the reception of pilgrims, and there is also a fire worker Taoist who is responsible for eating and drinking in the Taoist temple. Han Nuo, on the other hand, was temporarily staying here as a guest. After handing over all the affairs of the Taoist Temple to Huang Han, he was ready to pack up and leave the Taoist Temple.

When Han Nuo was packing up, the Taoist boy named Ming Qing came to the door of his room, "Senior Han, Master Huang Guan has a little room to talk about." Han Nuo looked up at Dao Tong, his expression was a little complicated, but he still responded to the other party.

In fact, the reason why Han Nuo left in such a hurry was because he stayed here to temporarily observe the Fengdao people, and secondly, because of the newcomer Huang Han. Huang Han was none other than a guard in the mine, and it was he who led someone to take him from the cave to the mine. As the first few people he saw when he first came to this world, Han Nuo still had some impressions.

But fortunately, Huang Han didn't have a deep impression of him, after all, after the shaping of Benxian Fruit and Mao Xianhe, plus the Qing cultivation during this time, Han Nuo's appearance has changed a lot. Therefore, Han Nuo must leave here before Huang Han recognizes him. Especially the worn-out hat, which he was not allowed to see.

Therefore, Han Nuo was quite worried about Huang Han's invitation, worried that the other party had recognized him.

A moment later, Han Nuo appeared in the side hall, while Huang Han had already prepared the wine and food and waited for a long time. As soon as he saw Han Nuo coming, Huang Han got up and gave a salute, and Han Nuo immediately returned the salute. "I don't know what happened when my senior brother invited me late at night?"

"Without him, Senior Brother Han helped to watch the pipe on behalf of him for a few months, and Huang was about to leave when he came, so he was really in a hurry. Prepare a little wine for my brother, one is to practice for my junior brother, and the other is to hope to communicate with my junior brother. ”

"I'm ashamed to say that when I first entered the immortal path, I wanted to see more and more, and I wanted to go to those markets to find some immortal fate very early, so I didn't wait for my senior brother to gain a firm foothold and left, which is really worthy of my senior brother's trust." Hanno explained.

"Your junior brother is interesting, ordinary people who have obtained a practice must find a place to concentrate on cultivation, and when they have cultivated to a certain extent, they will travel everywhere. It's the first time I've seen someone like my junior brother who has a low level of cultivation and thinks about walking around. Huang Han raised his glass and asked Han Nuo to drink together.

"This ...... Forgive my little brother for his ignorance, if he is like me, is there anything wrong with it? Han Nuo didn't refuse, and drank a full glass.

"The junior brother is still too young to know the dangers of the immortal path." Huang Han shook his head. "The path to immortality is long, and in addition to their own cultivation, seekers also need some external objects to make a breakthrough. Therefore, there are many immortal cultivators in the world, but there are few who can really become immortals. And too much of them died in the competition for immortals. Don't hide it from your junior brother, and once worked in the mine of the sect in the next. Just the treasures that were robbed of their bodies, sold naked into the mines, and finally died are countless. ”

Hearing Huang Han say this, Han Nuo was shocked, worried that the other party had already recognized his identity, but his expression did not change, and he smiled slightly and said, "Senior brother, I'm afraid I'm worried about it." I am alone now, and the two Benxian Fruits I got by chance, one for self-consumption, and one for Uncle Feng. Now there is only one basic exercise in hand, if someone wants to take the treasure, just give it away. ”

Huang Han glanced at Han Nuo and smiled, "Senior brother is really barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes." Everyone is worried about nothing, but the junior brother is happy with nothing, no wonder Uncle Feng praises it so much. ”

"Senior brother called me here just to say this?" Han Nuo's eyes showed some cunning. "I heard that most of the cultivation resources are in the sect, Uncle Feng felt that he had no hope of building a foundation in this body, so he led such an idle errand and enjoyed some wealth in the world, Senior Brother Huang was already cultivating like this in his prime, why did he come here?"

Huang Han looked at Han Nuo's expression, and after thinking for a while, he took out a box from his sleeve, "It's not a secret, Senior Brother saw that Senior Uncle Huang had risen to the top level of Qi refining because of a Ben Immortal Fruit, and he was quite envious in his heart. I joined the sect after reaching the fifth order of qi refining, but as a result, I have been living a dark life in the mine, and even my cultivation has been a little deserted, and now I have only entered the eighth order of qi refining. Thinking about it, it is better to come to this mortal world to find some opportunities. ”

Han Nuo looked at the box that Huang Han put on the table, hesitated for a moment, then opened it and took a look, only to find that there was a colorful Benxian Fruit inside. "Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

"This was obtained by chance from a miner for my brother, but I have only heard of the name of Benxian fruit, but I have never seen it, so I dare not eat it easily. Now I know that I have seen the real thing of Benxian Fruit, except for Uncle Feng, there is only you, junior brother, and I have come to ask my junior brother to identify it. Huang Han whispered.

Han Nuo took out the Benxian Fruit from the box and looked at it over and over for a long time, he knew that this was the one he had left for the strong man, but for some reason it fell into Huang Han's hands. "That's simple, the junior brother can vouch to the senior brother that this thing is a Benxian fruit." Han Nuo put the Benxian Fruit back in the box and pushed it back to Huang Han's side.

Huang Han took back the box and put it in his sleeve with an indifferent expression, but he was overjoyed in his heart. Next, the two pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and Huang Han kept sharing some stories of killing people and snatching treasures with Han Nuo, which made Han Nuo tremble and call the fairy road sinister.

It was the fourth watch of the night, Han Nuo put his bags on his back, put on a hat and jumped over the wall to go out of the Taoist temple, and after a while, there was no news.

And in the main room, Huang Han, who was refining the Benxian Fruit, suddenly opened his eyes. 'Inspired by the kid, in order to avoid a long dream at night, he refined this Benxian Fruit more, and really gave him a chance to leave. He claimed that there had been a refining immortal master in the clan, although he was so embarrassed that he didn't even have a copy of the basic exercises, but he could be chased and killed to swallow the immortal fruit by mistake, thinking that there should be some treasures on his body, otherwise he would not leave at night. It's a pity that those stories of murder and treasure didn't frighten him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get away after tonight. Huang Han thought so and felt a little regretful.