In the chest, there are a lot of shattered spirit stones.

After all of them were poured out, only three spirit stones remained.

"Why can't you feel the aura?"

Han Bin was not interested in the three spirit stones, what he cared about the most was the spirit cave.

The spirit acupoint is a long-term solution, and the spirit stone can only be used for a short time, and it will be discarded after use.

Meng Chao found that these three spirit stones were not the low-grade spirit stones that he was extremely familiar with, but the middle-grade spirit stones.

One medium-grade, worth a thousand-medium-grade.

So, this time blood earned.

There are four kinds of spirit stones: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

Meng Chao had only been in contact with the lower grade and the middle grade, so after he bought it, he knew that these three were medium grade spirit stones.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing Han Bin rushing in, Meng Chao hurriedly put away the three medium-grade spirit stones, and then chased after them.

Soon, Meng Chao returned to the ancient corpse.

Han Bin had already touched the corpse, and the robes of the ancient corpse had already been taken off by him.

"No, nothing."

"There's no aura, and there's no storage treasure."

"How so, how so?"

Han Bin was devastated because he pinned all his hopes on it.

He was only refining Qi Triple Level, and he was already sixty-five years old, so he didn't have many years to live.

If he couldn't continue his cultivation, he would soon accelerate his aging and become like an old man in the mortal world.

There is no way for him to accept such a thing.

"The invasion of time is the most terrifying, maybe it is too old." Meng Chao also sighed.

He will definitely not expose what he has gained, and it is impossible for him to share what he has gained.

When he got it, he was alone, which means that those things are only related to him.

"Unwilling, really unwilling." Han Bin directly kicked the ancient corpse away, venting the dissatisfaction and loss in his heart.

"Hey, this futon is ...... on it" Han Bin found that the futon was grabbed in his hand, as if he was afraid of being taken away by Meng Chao.

Underneath the futon is a stone slab with inscriptions on it.

Meng Chao noticed it and went up to check it out.

The above content records the life of the ancient corpse, his name is Gu Xingyun, he is the prince of a small country, he stepped into the immortal path by chance, and cultivated to the knot at the age of 100.

However, because he injured his lifeline during a certain fighting method in the early years, he couldn't leave offspring, so he accepted two immortal slaves.

These two immortal slaves, one surnamed Li and the other surnamed Wang.

He traveled around, and after he was lucky enough to discover this spiritual cave, he devoted himself to cultivation here, and specialized in magic circles and refining weapons.

When Shouyuan was about to end, he sorted out what he had learned all his life and wanted to pass it on to the two immortal slaves.

It's a pity that the two immortal slaves are only weak spirit roots, and they are very dull, and they are not light on the ancient clouds.

Gu Xingyun expelled the two immortal slaves from the spirit cave before the end of his life, preventing them from destroying his corpses.

After reading the content of the stone carving, Han Bin was stunned.

After a long time, he muttered.

"It turns out that my little wife is not a descendant of an immortal cultivator at all, but a descendant of an immortal slave, and she will really put gold on her face."

"It's a pity, it's a pity that the inheritance of this ancient predecessor was directly lost by two fools."

He didn't suspect that Meng Chao was the first to arrive, but that the things left behind had been eroded by the years.

Because when he saw Meng Chao, Meng Chao was digging a box, and he felt that Meng Chao might not have entered the cave yet.

After all, in his cognition, cracking the magic circle is very time-consuming.

Meng Chao didn't speak, just silently moved the bones back.

The other party's benefits are all for themselves, and it is also appropriate to help bury them.

After burying it with a stone, Meng Chao patted Han Bin's shoulder, shook his head and walked outside.

Han Bin looked at the futon in his hand and found that the cloth on it had cracked, and it was not extraordinary.

So, he simply tore open the futon, hoping for some surprise.

It's a pity that there is only cotton in it, and there is no chance.

After dying, he followed Meng Chao.

The spiritual cave is gone, and Meng Chao has become his only hope.

Meng Chao didn't kill him, and gave him a spirit stone to cultivate yesterday.

It shows that the other party's reputation is indeed as reliable as the rumors, and it is really worth investing in.

A three-fold immortal slave refining qi, the other party doesn't want it, right?

He felt that if this mountain-breaking Taoist was able to escape into the mortal world to marry a wife, it showed that the other party was not a competitive person, and he would definitely not risk his life.

Moreover, he is still a talisman, much better than a monk with no skill like himself.

The talisman master has the ability to earn spirit stones, and he doesn't need to fight for his life.

"Broken Mountain Daoist, Han is willing to become an immortal slave under your name, please take it in."

As long as he can mix some spirit stones and maintain his cultivation, he feels that it is worth running errands for Meng Chao.

In any case, it's better than going to kill people and grab treasures.

I finally mustered up the courage to make an order, but I was killed by someone.

I didn't take any treasures, and I almost lost my life.

"What kind of exercises are you practicing?" Asked directly.

"Talismans, alchemy, magic circles, refining tools, can you master them?"

This person is the same age as the elf, and Meng Chao is not very willing to accept the other party as an immortal slave.

He also knew what this Han Bin was calculating, he just wanted to get his treasure bag back with the contents inside.

Or, let yourself send him a monthly salary.

"Spiritual induction, a very superficial exercise."

"I'm ashamed, cultivating tens of billions of immortals, Han will only cultivate the spiritual field."

Hearing Han Bin's words, Meng Chao couldn't help but shake his head.

This is the bottom level of immortal cultivation that is even worse than his own mixing, and it is very hard to cultivate spiritual fields in the immortal cultivation realm.

No wonder you have to escape, there are still some spirit stones left for Xianfang to farm all year round.

If you farm for the sect, it's good to be alive.

"What spiritual root?"

The immortal slave of the third layer of qi refining may give himself a little surprise, right?

"Inferior Wood Spirit Root." Han Bin said happily.

"What spells?" Meng Chao continued to ask.

Han Bin said extremely respectfully: "Fire Bullet Technique, Spiritual Rain Technique, and Insect Repellent Technique." ”

Meng Chao nodded, and then spoke.

"If you enter my door, you need to practice diligently. If there is any slackness, kill directly, can you think about it? ”

And such a good thing?

Han Bin's eyes widened, a little incredulous.

Does he not want to cultivate?

He couldn't wait to be cultivating twenty-four hours a day and doing nothing else.

However, those big landlords in Xianfang exploited them too ruthlessly, and they didn't let them go to farming every day, how could they have time to cultivate?

The time for cultivation and rest adds up to less than six hours a day.

"After thinking about it, Han Bin is willing to make a soul oath, worship under the door of the proprietor, and let the proprietor send him."

He felt that he had the opportunity to be here, and to work with a talisman maker was a hundred times stronger than farming.

"Okay, you swear by your soul."

Meng Chao suppressed his joy and said plainly.

So, Han Bin began to make a soul oath.

The soul oath will cause damage to oneself.

Although the damage will recover, it will take five or six years at the earliest.

After making the soul oath, his little life was in Meng Chao's hands, and Meng Chao could easily kill himself with the soul oath.

Therefore, monks are generally reluctant to take a soul oath, and many who are forced to take a soul oath would rather fight for their lives.

Of course, those who voluntarily become other people's immortal slaves need to make a soul oath.

Only in this way will others dare to use you with confidence.

Meng Chao was looking forward to it, if this third-level Qi refining immortal slave cultivated the Evergreen Skill or cultivated the Fire Bullet Technique, what kind of reward would he bring?