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Han Changlin followed closely and looked at some of the elixirs that were being sold.

The type of elixir here is not inferior to that of Yandan Pavilion, but the price is slightly more expensive.

Han Changlin also browsed the various magic weapons on sale, but what surprised him was that the magic weapons that were very ordinary and basically had no bright spots were all above 100,000 lower grade spirit stones.

And there are several magic weapons with the attributes of Tiangang, Earth and Fire, and they have been sold for three or four hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones, and this price makes Han Changlin secretly staggered.

However, the magic weapons here are some of the simplest and most basic magic weapons, which are stronger than spiritual weapons in terms of power, and for Jindan monks, they are just better than nothing.

After leaving the Guanghan Trading House, Han Changlin went to several large shops specializing in various elixirs, but he didn't get anything.

Unconsciously, the sun was about to set, and Han Changlin's interest at this moment was also a little uneasy, and after a little contemplation, he walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

"This fellow Daoist, please stay."

A slightly hoarse voice came from behind Han Changlin, Han Changlin turned his head and saw that a few feet behind him, there was a fifty-year-old man standing with a wrinkled face and looking old.

However, this person's cultivation is a genuine foundation building late-stage immortal cultivator, after sensing this person's cultivation, Han Changlin was slightly stunned, looked left and right, and was sure that there was no one else.

A trace of vigilance rose in Han Changlin's heart.

"Do you want to buy a rare elixir?"

Han Changlin's voice came from this person's ears.

Han Changlin's heart was shocked, but he didn't have the slightest expression on his face, but looked at the old man calmly.

The old man's voice continued to sound in Han Changlin's ears:

"Fellow Daoist, please come with the old man, this is not the place to talk."

After speaking, the old man took the lead and walked down the mountain, Han Changlin looked at the old man's back, with a hesitant expression on his face, but he still followed the old man's footsteps and walked down the mountain.

Han Changlin followed the old man, and in this Muyan Immortal City, he turned around for two or three hours, and just when Han Changlin felt impatient, the old man finally stopped in a secluded alley.

Seeing the gloom on Han Changlin's face, an embarrassed smile appeared on the old man's face, and the old man's voice came from Han Changlin's ears again:

"Don't be surprised, fellow Daoists, if it is known that the old man has some rare elixir in his hands, it will be extremely dangerous."

"This is not a place for detailed discussions, Taoist friends, please come with the old man."

After speaking, the old man pushed open the door of a nearby mansion and took the lead in walking inside.

Han Changlin hesitated slightly, his mind was racing, at this moment, he went through the surrounding environment in his mind, and then two faint golden stars flew out from his waist and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Han Changlin took a deep breath and walked into the house.

Walking through the wide courtyard of the house, Han Changlin followed the old man into the side room, and after entering the room, Han Changlin saw that the old man was standing indoors, as if he was waiting for Han Changlin.

Seeing Han Changlin come in, the old man smiled slightly, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and shot out a series of spiritual lights in all directions, and after a cup of tea, a pitch-black hole suddenly cracked on the ground under the feet of the two.

Han Changlin's face showed a look of surprise, the dark hole in front of him was not the entrance to the cave that had been dug out, but it was actually through some kind of secret technique, controlling the spiritual power of the earth system, and performing some kind of transfer method.

Of course, these methods are naturally not as good as those magical means of moving mountains and reclamation, and for immortal cultivators, they are just small techniques, and their power is limited.

Han Changlin followed the old man into the cave without hesitation, and after falling dozens of feet, Han Changlin landed on his feet, and a road emitting a faint blue light appeared in front of him.

The corridor here was artificially opened, and Han Changlin followed behind the old man, passed through the narrow corridor that was dozens of zhang long, and came to a secret room.

The secret room is very spacious, and on both sides, there is also a side room, the secret room is very clean and tidy, and it is relatively simple, only in the center, there are two futons.

On one of the futons, a dignified woman of about thirty years old sat cross-legged.

The woman was covered with green silk and coiled on top of her head with a black net, wearing a set of pale yellow robes, her face was a little serious, and her whole body exuded a faint golden spiritual charm, obviously in the process of cultivation.

As if sensing that someone was coming in, the woman let out a long sigh of relief and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing that there were still people in the secret room, and he was also an immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, Han Changlin's vigilance suddenly rose, and the mana in his body slowly flowed, as long as the situation was not right, he would not hesitate to take the lead.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, this is an insider under the surname, surnamed Zhou, with a single name, and under the surname Feng, the name is a smile."

After the old man finished speaking, his face was blurred for a while, and the next moment, he turned into a strong man in his forties.

Seeing that the old man's appearance had changed, Han Changlin did not show a strange expression on his face, he had already begun to cultivate the transformation technique, as early as when Feng Yixiao had just called him to stop him on the Iron Furnace Mountain, he could see that this person was easy to disguise.

This person's disguise technique is not clever, and in Han Changlin's eyes, there are many flaws.

"Don't blame fellow Daoists, it is also a last resort to change your appearance."

"The elixir you need in your hands?"

Han Changlin didn't care about these details, and besides, he had never known these two people in his life, so naturally he wouldn't have any idea of deliberately making friends.

Moreover, these two people invited themselves here, definitely not to have a good time, but to ask Han Changlin bluntly.

"Although my husband and wife don't have the elixir that our fellow Daoists need, we know where it is?"

After a slight groan, Feng smiled and said.

Hearing this, Han Changlin's face became gloomy, his eyes were also flickering with cold light, and there was even a spiritual light on his hands.

"Fellow Daoists, slow down."

Seeing Han Changlin's performance, Feng smiled bitterly and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it.

"You two don't want to play around, do you? If you can't say an explanation that satisfies you, you're welcome. ”

Under Han Changlin's mind turning, the two second-order Spirit Devouring Worms had already arrived outside.

As long as Han Changlin's mind moved, those two second-order spirit devouring insects would attack the two of them without hesitation.

Feng smiled and waved his hand, his face was also full of bitterness, and he said:

"Daoyou, can you listen to it first?"

"Say it."

Han Changlin said lightly, but his vigilance did not relax in the slightest.

"Have you ever heard of the Giant Dragon Sect?"

Hearing this, Han Changlin's face showed some doubts, he had heard of the Giant Dragon Mountain Range, but he had never heard of this Giant Dragon Sect, could it be a small sect that had recently risen?

Han Changlin was not a monk near the Giant Dragon Mountain Range, so he was not familiar with the things here.

Han Changlin didn't understand why Feng Yixiao would mention such a small sect and small sect, could it be that this dragon sect had the cherished elixir he needed? Even if there is, will it be difficult for you to kill yourself?

No matter how small the sect is, at least a few Jindan monks must support the façade, right? How can you compete with such a realm of your own?

Seeing Han Changlin's expression, Feng Yixiao naturally understood what Han Changlin was thinking, and couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly, and then said

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the Giant Dragon Sect was the only sect within hundreds of thousands of miles near this Muyan Immortal City, and with the power of one sect, it once controlled the resources of the entire Giant Dragon Mountain Range. ”

Feng smiled, which made Han Changlin stunned, he thought that this Giant Dragon Sect was just a small and medium-sized sect, but he never thought that it was a large sect.

But if there really is a sect like the Giant Dragon Sect, Han Changlin thinks that he shouldn't be ignorant, huh? Han Changlin suddenly grasped the crux of the matter, and when Feng smiled and talked about the Giant Dragon Sect, he said tens of thousands of years ago.

Could it be that this Giant Dragon Sect has disappeared now?