"Whew..."

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid air that had accumulated in the night, Han Changlin got up from the bed and walked towards the outside of the wing.

Han Changlin hadn't opened the valley at the moment, and after a night of cultivation, his stomach was also a little hungry at the moment.

The newborn golden-winged mantis also needs to be fed, like when Han Changlin fed the blue-winged mantis before, he used something called "Beast Spirit Pill", but unfortunately now that his storage bag has been taken away, he also needs to buy some later.

In addition, this Qianyuanfang City is a temporary place to settle down after all, and his cultivation resources are scarce, so in order to improve his cultivation as soon as possible, he also needs to return to Guhe Immortal City.

In addition to the location of the Lingtian of the Cave Mansion rented by himself, there are also many immortal cultivators gathered, and it is full of prosperity everywhere.

However, there are still four lower-grade spirit stones left in the spirit stones on his body, and his previous talisman was also lost because of that attack.

So he needs to get out and about.

It is impossible to sell the two-hundred-year-old Seven Leafy Leaves, after all, this thing is too fatal for the temptation of monks, and they even risk their lives, and Han Changlin will not do such stupid things like pigs.

It was too early, and there were only three or four tables of guests in the lobby on the first floor of the residence.

After Han Changlin came down, he found a place by the window, asked for some simple food to deal with, and then walked directly to the outside of the inn.

On the streets of Qianyuanfang City, there are not many monks.

Walking all the way to the depths of the market, occasionally Han Changlin could see one or two monks walking out of the shop.

It wasn't until he came to a secluded alley that Han Changlin glanced left and right, and when he saw that there was no one, it disappeared in a flash.

Not long after, a figure wearing a wide black robe and a black gauze hat walked out from the other side, and this person was naturally Han Changlin.

He remembered the strange look from the shopkeeper when he took out two flowing grasses from Wu's grocery shop yesterday.

In order to avoid unexpected trouble, he chose to do so.

Soon, there were more monks in Qianyuanfang City, but they were all Qi refining cultivators.

During this period, Han Changlin also successfully sold the last Seven Leafy Leaf Treats in exchange for some spirit stones, plus the only four pieces left on his body, he successfully obtained two forty-year-old Seven Leafy Leafy Fruits.

With seventy-two lower-grade spirit stones in his arms, Han Changlin came to the depths of Qianyuanfang City.

It's a small square.

The square is made of gray and white rock, and there are about a dozen monks sitting on the ground, men and women, old and young.

And all kinds of things were placed in front of them, magic weapons, talismans, spiritual materials, etc., Han Changlin knew and didn't know.

Han Changlin's arrival did not attract the attention of these people, he walked and watched, and did not stop until he saw something written on a piece of white cloth.

"This fellow Daoist, how do you sell this bird?"

I saw that the stall owner was an old man in black, and in front of him, there were various objects, but in a wooden cage on one side, a small finch attracted Han Changlin's attention.

The finch was the size of a palm, extremely petite, and its gray fluttering feathers resembled the inconspicuous earth. When ordinary people saw it, they thought it was an ordinary bird and beast.

"You want this bird?"

The old man in black looked stunned, then put down the book in his hand, looked at Han Changlin a few times, and then nodded and said:

"If you want it, you can just produce five spirit stones."

This bird and beast was obtained by the old man in black by accident, and he didn't know what kind of demon beast it was, but seeing that it had some spirituality, he simply put it in the stall to sell.

When Han Changlin heard this, he didn't say much, he directly took out five spirit stones from the storage bag, placed them neatly on the stall, and then picked up the wooden cage and left.

After that, Han Changlin walked around a few more stalls, and by the time he left, there was already a cyan sword in the storage bag, which was the lowest magic weapon, with a single function and no special effect.

Yes, the price is also very cheap, and it only costs thirty-two lower-grade spirit stones.

In addition, Han Changlin also bought some elixir seeds, as well as a few low-level talismans, to use as self-defense.

Of course, he would not forget the Beast Spirit Pill that this thing was the favorite food of low-level demon beasts, and twenty spirit stones could buy a bottle.

When he returned to the Cherishing Residence again, there were only thirteen lower-grade spirit stones left on his body, which couldn't help but make Han Changlin sigh that spending money was like running water.

In the wing room, Han Changlin sat on the ground, and there was a wooden cage in front of him, which was the demon beast that Han Changlin bought from the old man in black.

This bird is called the gray lark, it is a kind of demon beast that does not enter the stream, although the attack is not strong, but its flight speed is extremely fast, and more importantly, its feathers have the effect of devouring light, which can make people subconsciously ignore its existence.

You must know that Qianyuanfang City is not close to Guhe Immortal City, and the crisis along the way is unpredictable, and the slightest carelessness will be a catastrophe.

But if the characteristics of this gray lark are well used, Han Changlin's safety on the road will also be greatly improved.

As before, Han Changlin arranged the "Blood Spirit Array" here.

After all, the gray lark is a demon beast that does not enter the stream, and it will naturally not encounter any accidents when using the "Blood Spirit Array".

After Han Changlin completed the "Blood Spirit Array" step by step, a feeling called hunger was transmitted through some kind of secret connection.

And Han Changlin also hurriedly opened the wooden cage, and took out the dry food that had been prepared from the storage bag, crushed it and put it on the table.

After instructing it to be on guard, Han Changlin took out the cyan sword he had just purchased.

As long as he completes the sword sacrifice, then it is time to set off.

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed.

In the wing room where Han Changlin lived, a small cyan sword was like a swimming dragon, running up and down, flickering left and right, extremely flexible.

"This Qingyuan Sword has finally been refined, so I have a certain guarantee on the way back to Guhe Immortal City."

Han Changlin was chattering like this, his mind moved, and the next moment, the Qingyuan Sword turned his head and flew towards him, landing steadily on the palm of his hand, and then put the sword back into the storage bag.

After doing all this, Han Changlin didn't have the slightest nostalgia, and immediately got up and walked towards the door.

On the way, Han Changlin lowered his head, and after a while, he walked out of Qianyuanfang City, and after identifying the direction, when he saw that there was no one around, he hooked up the immortal mansion in the painting and released the gray lark.

"Little Ash, Little Ash, I'll leave it to you along the way, when I return to Guhe Immortal City, the blue and white rice planted in my spiritual field will be at your mercy."

As he spoke, Han Changlin took out a small piece of dry food from the storage bag, crushed it and fed it to the gray lark.

After seeing that he was satisfied, Han Changlin released the gray lark and asked him to warn him.