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The sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Han Changlin's face, but it couldn't drown out his deep and distant eyes.

At this time, he was still too weak, too weak to decide his own fate, and his life may be nothing more than hundreds of sect contribution points in the eyes of others, and in the eyes of high-level monks, it is just a piece of sand and weeds that can be seen everywhere.

The fittest survive, and what you have to do is to try your best to make yourself stronger.

There is no longer any luck in his heart, and Han Changlin at this moment seems to have become different from before.

It's not wrong to cultivate in a partial peace-corner, but if you don't have a high level of strength, is you qualified to be a partial peace-corner?

Thinking like this, Han Changlin had already come to the eastern part of the city.

As far as the eye can see, there are dozens of streets one after another, large and small shops selling all kinds of goods, pavilions and all kinds of buildings.

"Thousand Workshops."

"Rodin Court."

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Han Changlin was not in a hurry, and walked slowly.

When I saw a three-story attic called "Judanfang", my heart moved, and then I walked straight towards the "Judanfang".

Han Changlin remembered that there was also a Judanfang in Sanshanfang City, and he didn't know if it was a branch, but the name of the store was the same.

There were only two or three shoppers in Judan Fang, and as soon as Han Changlin came in, a sharp-eyed little man greeted him, and when he saw the identity token hanging from Han Changlin's waist, he said more respectfully:

"Welcome to our store, I wonder what kind of elixir you need?"

This Red Immortal City is attributed to the Imperial Spirit Sect, and it is not surprising that this little guy was very respectful when he saw the identity token on Han Changlin's waist.

"There can be an elixir for the cultivation of the seventh-level cultivator of Qi refining for sale."

Han Changlin looked around, then looked at the little guy in front of him, and said lightly.

"Yes, yes, I don't know if you want Aiki Dan or Huanglong Dan."

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up, and then he quickly replied.

"Huang Longdan? How effective is Aiki-dan? ”

Han Changlin asked again.

"Distinguished guest, this Yellow Dragon Pill is three percent better than the Aiki Pill, the price is one of seven spirit stones, if you want it, our store can only provide three bottles at one time, a total of thirty pills."

This little guy saw Han Changlin ask carefully, and said frankly.

"Could it be that this pill is rare, and it is even limited?"

"Don't hide it from your guests, the current situation in Chixian City is different, our alchemists in Judanlou have been forcibly recruited by the Imperial Spirit Sect, and they can't open a few furnaces every month, so now we can only sell pills in the form of purchase restrictions."

"If you are interested in buying, I will contact the principal immediately."

Han Changlin shook his head lightly when he heard this, turned around and walked out, but his heart was full of curiosity about this Huanglong Dan.

Next, Han Changlin visited many more shops, and finally bought the pill of Huanglong Dan in a small shop, and then went to some shops that sold spiritual herbs and elixirs.

By the time he returned to his residence, the elixir seeds needed for the Yellow Dragon Pill had already been collected.

In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed in a flash.

On this day, the sun rose in the east, and in the stone house, Han Changlin slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of joy flashed away.

"This Huanglong Dan is indeed three percent better than Aiki Dan, but now that it's time to set off, I have to stop."

"Fortunately, I have already refined all the forbidden patterns in the Thousand Cold Bell, and the forbidden patterns of the Blue Flame Sword are only two missing, so there should be no problem with self-preservation, but what is the task this time, the secrecy is so strong."

Han Changlin muttered to himself, and then walked towards the outside of the stone house.

Three days ago, the high-level of the Imperial Spirit Sect summoned Han Changlin and the others to make a plan, and now it was time to set off, but Han Changlin didn't know what the specific task was.

With a deep breath, Han Changlin pushed open the stone door and walked out of the stone house.

Outside the stone house, Han Changlin looked at the stone houses on both sides, where the two of them had been sent out on a mission not long ago, and now they have not returned, and they don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Walking along the stone road towards the square in front of the City Lord's Palace, along the way, Han Changlin could also see some figures around him walking in the same direction, and these people were also the companions of the mission here.

However, in the time of half an incense, Han Changlin had already appeared in the square in front of the City Lord's Palace.

At this time, there were already more than forty monks gathered in the square.

When everyone first came to Red Immortal City, they had already reported their cultivation deeds, so the high-level leaders of the Imperial Spirit Sect would also arrange corresponding tasks according to everyone's cultivation.

"I don't know what kind of mission it is this time, but there are so many people gathered."

In a corner of the square, Han Changlin sat down cross-legged and looked around, only to see that monks were coming one after another, and at this moment there were already more than fifty monks, and the number was still increasing.

With the passage of time, the Qi refining disciples who carried out the mission this time also gradually arrived, and everyone looked ready to go.

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Not long after, in the city lord's hall, I saw three people walking out together.

Looking at it, the leader was the Zhuji monk surnamed Huang who welcomed Han Changlin and other monks into the city that day, and the two people beside him, Han Changlin had never seen it, but the aura that belonged to the Zhuji monk alone was not fake at all.

"What, this mission turned out to be led by Uncle Huang, it seems that this mission is not simple!"

Han Changlin, who was in the corner of the square, looked at this young man dressed in white, and his eyes moved slightly.

After being in Chixian City for many days, Han Changlin also knew that this person's name was Huang Xiuxian, and he was one of the three strongest people in Chixian City except for that Wu Xuanyi.

"The time has come, and the disciples who come here in the future will be punished according to the traitor."

Huang Xiuxian's face was silent, his eyes swept over everyone, and the cultivation in the later stage of foundation building was revealed at this moment, making everyone's breathing tight.

But the next moment, the terrifying aura disappeared again, and with a wave of his sleeves, a giant spirit boat appeared over the square.

"Hurry up and get on the boat, and set off immediately."

Huang Xiuxian's voice sounded in everyone's ears, and he himself led the two foundation building monks to fly towards the giant spirit boat.

For a while, everyone also used their own light body tricks to fly towards the giant spirit boat, and Han Changlin also flew up with everyone and found a place to sit down.

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