The elixir given by Han Qing was just something he refined casually, and it was almost effortless.

These elixirs were just the most ordinary elixirs for him.

However, for the monks in the middle and lower levels of the wilderness, it is a priceless treasure that cannot be sought.

With the passage of time, houses rose around Han Qing's cave mansion.

For this situation, Han Qing also felt a little surprised.

However, it was precisely because of the gathering of these monks that the mortar with the power of the immortal rune that he needed appeared more and more in front of him.

So he let it go.

It didn't take long for more and more monks gathered here in Han Qing.

At the same time, it also makes the jealousy and dissatisfaction of another group of forces not far from here.

On this day, this group of forces gathered together to destroy them and seize the elixir in their hands.

But as soon as these people approached, Han Qing's cold snort sounded like thunder on the ground.

The sound wave generated directly shook all fifty or sixty people in this group to death bleeding to death.

The rest were almost frightened, and they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy, and naturally, they also merged into Han Qing's forces.

Only three months later, Han Qing's force had exceeded 500 people.

Around his cave, hundreds of houses are scattered.

And in this area, the forces under Han Qing are already the number one force, and no one dares to provoke them.

The Eighth Master, who claimed to be the Ancient Spirit, also found something that made it interesting.

It appeared on the top of Feng Dashan's head every day, giving lectures to those hundreds of cultivators.

"Eight masters, eight masters, live with the sky, and have no boundaries with the earth."

"Eight masters, eight masters, invincible ...... universe"

These savage cultivators shouted this slogan with great fanaticism every day.

They heard that the eighth master was the number one spiritual pet by Han Laozu's side, so they were naturally extremely flattering, and let them do whatever they wanted.

Of course, they are not only for Han Qing's sake, but also convinced by this eighth master.

Not long ago, a group of monks who were going to be criminalized by the Eighth Master were directly refined into a pot of oil.

Moreover, they also took out all their spirits and fried them in this pot of oil.

They still can't forget the terrible screams of those spirits when they were bombed, and every time they think about it, they are covered in a cold sweat.

As more and more barbarian monks gathered, Han Qing collected more and more stucco.

The ordinary elixir in Han Qing's Sumeru ring is also decreasing.

Although he can refine it at his fingertips, the whole wilderness, there are very few elixirs, and he doesn't know how long he will stay here.

Therefore, he didn't want to spend too many medicinal materials on these ordinary pills.

Han Qing thought for a while and walked out of the cave.

As soon as he came out of the cave, Feng Dashan immediately came over to pay a visit with a flattering face.

The eighth master also flashed behind Han Qing.

Immediately, hundreds of barbarian monks surrounded them, shouting in unison, "See the Ancestor."

Han Qing's heart moved, and immediately, the blood-colored roots pierced into the ground.

Soon, a spring of water gushed out.

Immediately after, with a wave of his hand, Han Qing formed a large array and landed around this spring.

In the end, he used dozens of Ning Yuan Dan as his eyes.

In an instant, the spring water here turned into spiritual liquid, and the rich spiritual energy emitted four auspiciousness.

The monks' eyes were straight, and their gaze seemed to be on the spiritual pool.

"The water of this spiritual spring, one piece of soil can be exchanged for a cup." Han Qing said.

"Thank you, Ancestor." All the monks said excitedly, the water of the spiritual spring here was obviously stronger than the spiritual power of the spiritual pill given to them by Han Qing.

Han Qing didn't speak anymore and went back to the cave directly.

The spiritual spring he created with dozens of Ning Yuan Dan should not be a big problem to support it for three or five years.

On this day, Han Qing was in the market

Leg training.

Suddenly, he felt a vibration coming from the spirit pattern of the Divine Consciousness Sea.

Since it is a part of the ghost path, the runes in it all emit bursts of black light.

Han Qing's heart suddenly moved, drawing out the black light here and merging it into one of his clones.

Suddenly, he felt that this wild land was exuding yin and demonic qi everywhere.

On a rocky beach hundreds of miles away, there was an extremely rich yin qi circling.

Even, Han Qing also felt that there was a rather terrifying consciousness in it.

Han Qing's spirit moved, and immediately, his invisible clone flew towards the rocky beach.

When they arrived at this rocky beach, the thick yin qi suddenly continued to surge, and then parted to both sides.

At this moment, there was an old man with yin qi all over his body, staring straight at Han Qing.

Han Qing was also looking at the old man, and his heart was shocked.

He originally thought that the divine thoughts here should be that a certain yin spirit has achieved cultivation and has a tendency to evolve towards a ghost immortal.

But he didn't expect that this was not a yin spirit, but a remnant incarnation, trapped here by some great power.

"Who are the seniors? Can you tell me?" Han Qing suddenly asked.

The old man laughed nervously, and only after a long time did he speak: "Who is the old man, it's none of your business, but you, this kid, actually have Fahrenheit's soul thread tied to your body, how did you provoke Fahrenheit?"

Han Qing frowned, of course he knew that there was an invisible thread on his body, but after arriving in this wilderness, this thread was covered up.

However, this old man can actually see that it is definitely not simple.

"It's none of my business." Han Qing said indifferently.

The old man's eyes were fierce, exuding monstrous anger.

Suddenly, the yin qi around him condensed into a mountain-like beast shadow, about to pounce on Han Qing.

However, Han Qing was as immobile as a mountain, and his face was indifferent.

"You kid, don't you think that the old man is suppressed here, so he has nothing to fear?" The old man saw that Han Qing was not afraid at all, so he said stupidly.

"The seniors are too worried, as long as the seniors tell you your identity, the juniors will tell you the truth." Han Qing spoke.

"Hmph, the old man can guess that you have Fahrenheit's soul thread tied to you, and you can feel the power of the origin here, you are destined to be the enemy that Fahrenheit wants to uproot." The old man snorted coldly.

Han Qing's heart moved, chewing on what the old man said.

"In the world of the Seven Laws, the world lord fell, and Fahrenheit was originally a fierce general under his command, but he took the opportunity to rise and let this world change to a new master, and after that, this world only knows Fahrenheit's heaven......

"Hahaha, how ridiculous, the realm lord is wise and wise, but he is confused for this moment......

The old man laughed bitterly, as if to make heaven and earth mourn.

At this moment, the yin qi surged wildly, the old man disappeared, and only his poignant laughter continued to echo.

Han Qing stood in place in a daze, his brain roaring.