When the immortal ship landed outside the White Tiger Peak White Tiger Fang City, whether it was the elder who accompanied the captain during the foundation building period or the disciples in the Qi cultivation period who participated in the trial mission, they all breathed a sigh of relief invisibly.

Being in the sect, the sense of security has risen greatly.

Han Yi walked down the immortal ship with everyone and walked in the opposite direction of Fang City.

"Senior Sister Chu, Senior Brother Shen, Senior Brother Han, you go back and repair first, three days later, we will go to the White Tiger Palace together to submit the task, and buy the rest of the demon beasts that we hunted before, exchange them for points, and then divide them according to their contributions."

On the way, He Fengdi said to the three of them.

To submit the task of this new deal, you can choose any of the management halls of the inner peak.

Han Yi has no objection.

In the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, they went all the way in recklessly, and the most demon beasts they hunted were low-level, in addition, there were seven more demon beasts in the seventh order, and three more demon beasts in the eighth order, these demon beasts were exchanged for points, and then divided according to the plan set before, although Han Yi contributed less along the way, and he could not get much, but he had more or less of his share.

He Fengdi, Chu Jinmo and Shen Ru were all disciples of the White Tiger Peak, and after passing through the White Tiger Palace, the three of them dispersed, He Fengdi and Shen Ru walked out, and Chu Jinmo walked towards the White Tiger Palace.

Han Yi stood in place, glanced at the White Tiger Palace, then withdrew his gaze and walked down the mountain.

After a stick of incense, as before, he walked up to Qinglong Peak, and the senior brothers he met along the way, if they knew each other, nodded and staggered.

When he stepped into the courtyard, his body and mind were completely relaxed.

A moment later.

He took out four storage bags and six things from his body and set them in front of him.

There are four storage bags, three of which are the storage bags of the eighth-layer monk who practiced qi, and the fourth is the storage bag of the sturdy monk who practiced the ninth layer of qi and held a halberd.

Han Yi tried it, and under the shaking of his divine thoughts, the prohibition was stable, and it took a long time to remove it.

But what he lacked most was time, so he had to give up for the time being and put it away.

Then, he looked at each of the six objects.

The first is the Wind Demon Dagger, a seven-handled Wind Demon Dagger, with a dark cold light, flashing lightly on the tip of the blade, showing the sharpness of its blowing and broken hair.

What satisfied Han Yi the most was the hardness of the Wind Demon Dagger and its own wind attributes.

"Four daggers can trap that spiritual double cultivator, if you really control the seven handles, even if it is Han Xuxiao, I am not afraid."

Han Yi was delighted that this set of magic weapons had played a role beyond expectations in this mission of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, which made Han Yi extremely satisfied.

Of course, the imperial envoy has seven daggers, he just thinks about it, according to his estimate, the seven layers of qi training, at most five handles of the imperial envoy, and when he reaches the eighth layer of qi training, he can completely control the seven handles.

"It's a pity that the Shadowless Sword only fought for the first time, and it ended without a problem."

Han Yi immediately shook his head, regretting in his heart, the shadowless sword pierced the throat of the demon tiger, and was stuck in the throat bone, leaving only the hilt of the sword, even if it was him, he didn't dare to face the crazy demon tiger, not to mention that the demon tiger still had the innate supernatural power to fix the space, even if he went all out, coupled with the Yin Thunder Fu, Han Yi couldn't see the slightest hope of winning.

In desperation, as long as you give up and flee for your life.

Han Yi retracted his thoughts, and his gaze fell on the Wind Demon Dagger.

This set of daggers is really worth it, he thinks about it now, maybe he wronged He Fangwei of the Kowloon shop, this set of magic weapons, the other party really didn't make much money, and it is equivalent to getting this set of magic weapons at a low price in the name of the Kowloon shop.

This favor is indeed recognized.

Then, he put the dagger back away and looked at the second item, which was a halberd, about two meters long, and its whole body was gilded, exuding an aura of dignity and supremacy.

Han Yi had never forgotten that the sturdy monk, from this halberd, drew out the illusory golden snake and directly entangled his four-handled dagger capital, this spell was terrifyingly strong.

Moreover, under the bombardment of the Yin Thunder Fu, no trace of damage can be seen, at least the material of this halberd is absolutely extraordinary.

Judging from Han Yi's eyes, this is definitely a top-notch magic weapon.

"I don't know what this halberd is called, but it's definitely not weaker than the silver light bead I sold before, or even stronger."

After all, the silver light bead is not the first magic weapon of the cold youth, the golden light shuttle is, and this halberd is the first magic weapon of the sturdy young man who has cultivated both the spirit and the body.

Han Yi put the halberd into the storage bag, although the halberd was extraordinary, but it was not suitable for him, he was going to sell it and buy a new sword weapon, this time, he wanted to buy a sword weapon with a higher level than the Shadowless Sword, which belonged to the category of high-grade magic weapons.

He looked at the third item, a silver folding fan, a weapon captured by the elegant middle-aged monk who had killed him.

This bottle of folding fan should also be a top-grade magic weapon, when fighting, the elegant middle-aged man can also transform it into a disc, which is extremely sharp, and under one blow, he can break the fire shield technique that he exerts with all his strength, and in terms of power, Han Yi will look sideways.

Han Yi put it away and prepared to sell it along with the halberd, scraping together enough money to buy a top-notch sword weapon.

Then, Han Yi looked at the fourth item, this was a broken blood soul banner, it was the weapon of the monk who acted with the elegant middle-aged man, but this blood soul banner was damaged by a small half, and it was estimated that the discount was serious, but it was better to be able to enter the account, and it was more or less a gain.

After that, Han Yi looked at the fifth item again, and it might not be appropriate to describe it as 'piece', because to be correct, this is three pieces of medium-grade magic weapon-level protective inner armor.

Two were intact, from the middle-aged Confucian monk who was holding the fan and the monk who was traveling with him, and one was slightly damaged, and it was the monk of the Blood God Sect that the middle-aged Confucian had killed before.

He already has the inner armor of the armor, and it is still of the highest quality, so he decided to sell all the inner armor he got this time.

Han Yi looked at the sixth item.

It's a black, palm-sized bag.

Han Yi suspected that this bag was a Qiankun bag.

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, there are many ways to store items, and the lowest way is the storage bag, which is used in most of the Qi cultivation period and even the foundation building period.

And more advanced than the storage bag, is the Qiankun bag, there is Qiankun in the bag, not only is the volume large enough, but even can accommodate living things, such as some demon beasts, and even some people, can be loaded into it.

But the living creatures contained in it will feel trapped in some dark space, time flows, and the mind can turn, but the body cannot move, which is more terrifying than captivity.

This is, Qiankun bag.

"According to what I have learned before, the prohibition of divine thoughts in the Qiankun bag and the storage bag is the same, if this bag is a Qiankun bag, then the prohibition on it should also be a prohibition of divine thoughts, and it should not be dangerous."

Han Yi thought about it for a while, and decided to give it a try, he slowly touched the black bag placed on the floor of the quiet room, and then he sensed an invisible resistance, and bounced his divine thought back.

Han Yi was not surprised: "Sure enough, it is a divine thought prohibition, this should be a storage bag." ”

"Moreover, and the divine thought prohibition of this Qiankun bag is not strong, and it is even much weaker than other storage bags of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation."

What Han Yi didn't know was that the owner of this Qiankun bag was not Liao Yan, a sturdy young man he killed, but a foundation building stage monk of the Blood God Sect.

This Qiankun bag, it's just that the monk in the foundation building period, in order to store the spiritual plants secretly cultivated in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, erased his own divine thought ban and gave it to the strong young man, that is, Liao Yan used, and Liao Yan also knew that after storing things, he needed to return the Qiankun bag to that uncle after returning to the sect, so he did not leave too deep a divine thought prohibition, only a shallow layer.

Because he never thought that he would be planted in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, he thought that even if he faced those peak Qi cultivation cultivators who were ranked high in the Xuandan Sect, even if he was defeated, he would be able to retreat with his whole body.

It's just that he met Han Yi, who was open.

(End of chapter)