Touching the rat's head, Han Yu gestured that he was fine, took out a little water from the storage bag and polished rice, took out a flame talisman and cooked a fragrant meal, and fell asleep deeply.

After sleeping for seven or eight hours, Han Yu sat up from the rock, washed his face with clear pool water, and then counted the harvest with a smile.

First of all, he counted the spirit stones, and there were more than 13,000 low-level spirit stones, which could be regarded as wealthy among qi refining cultivators.

Han Yu summoned the miner rat and asked it to hide the bag full of spirit stones, and then began to count the magic weapons and pills again.

Luan You's worth is huge, and there are four or five magic weapons for various defensive attacks, exuding powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and they all seem to be some top-grade magic weapons.

Han Yu picked out two pleasing ones and put them in the storage bag, and the remaining three war hammers and other inapplicable ones were put aside, waiting to find an opportunity to sell or exchange.

There are also four or five bottles of pill bottles that exude bursts of medicinal fragrance Han Yu also received them in the storage bag, and he has a detailed explanation of the pills, waiting for the opportunity to carefully identify them.

All kinds of talismans Han Yu stuffed into the storage bag, and then found the gray ball and put it in the water to wash it, and put it in his mouth.

The spiritual power fluctuations on Han Yu's body had disappeared, just like an ordinary mortal, Han Yu was stunned for a long time, and laughed proudly.

With this primordial ball and the mantra on the nameless beast skin, the monks in the late stage of foundation building are not afraid. The monks in the foundation building period used their spiritual sense to investigate, and Han Yu did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, how could he find out?

He was secretly glad in his heart that using the Heavenly Thunder Son to eliminate Luan You was the most correct decision. If he sneaks up on Rong Huo and Luan You head-on, even if he tries hard, he won't have the slightest chance of winning.

Throwing Luan You's storage bag aside, Han Yu picked up Rong Huo's storage bag, hoping to give him a big surprise!

But when he opened the storage bag, Han Yu was disappointed, there were only a dozen low-level spirit stones and some ordinary talismans in the storage bag, and there were no particularly rare things.

Han Yu scolded the poor ghost angrily, and was suddenly stunned, he remembered that he had received a silk thread magic weapon and a forbidden bead to Lu as early as possible. The silk thread magic weapon is a sharp weapon for sneak attacks and assassinations, and the value of the forbidden beads is even more difficult to measure, and you can't buy the forbidden beads even if you sell them in Luan You's storage bag.

Take out the forbidden bead from the storage bag and admire it slowly, the ball has countless colorful points of light constantly emerging and shattering. Han Yu's heart blossomed, and the few shallow pockmarks on his face seemed to glow red.

Good baby, the treasure that can kill the foundation monks, even if you are in danger in the future, you can have the means to save your life, a well-deserved killer!

Han Yu reluctantly put the forbidden bead into the storage bag, and took out the silk thread magic weapon. This is like an incomparably tough spider silk, with dense barbs on it, Han Yu tried to instill mana into it, and this silk thread tightened, turning into a straight silk strip of more than ten zhang, Han Yu waved it a few times, and found that this silk thread was extremely smooth.

This thing is used well, and it is definitely the best weapon for a yin person.

With its stealth characteristics, elastic and sharp cutting ability, it can attack and kill enemies within ten feet of the enemy.

But this silk thread magic weapon also has shortcomings, if the enemy is alert, just hold a shield to resist the cutting of the silk thread, and it is also particularly afraid of fire, as long as it encounters fire-based spells, this thing will most likely be scrapped.

On a whim, Han Yu drove the silk thread to cut the hard rock, but it was useless, even the barbs on it were broken, and Han Yu smiled bitterly when he saw it.

Putting the silk thread into the storage bag and finding time to practice properly can also become a killer weapon against Qi refining cultivators.

Han Yu was taking stock of the harvest underground, the weird fat man in Yunfeng's main hall was having a gloomy face, and a foundation building monk below was respectfully reporting the situation.

"Senior Lei, we have sent people to search the entire mine and found no trace of them. The green-robed monk said respectfully.

The fat on Lei Penghai's face was squeezed together, and he opened his eyes slightly and asked, "Didn't you find a mortal who carried out the plan together?"

"The mortals have found two, and they are waiting outside the temple. The green-robed monk hurriedly said.

Lei Penghai nodded, and the green-robed Zhuji monk brought the two into the main hall, and the two hurriedly knelt on the ground and saluted.

"Tell me everything you know!" exclaimed the Tsukiji monk.

The two mortals hurriedly kowtowed and told everything in detail, and Lei Penghai couldn't help frowning when he heard that the strong man surnamed He would kill all the troublemakers.

The plan was for Luan You to sneak into the mine with a group of mortal masters, find an opportunity to cause a riot to distract his attention, and find an opportunity for the fire to destroy the formation.

Could it be that Luan You's head was blocked by, and he didn't do things well in a low-key way, but he drove mortals to attack the resident monks, so that his plan that he had already arranged changed.

"What is the surname of the monk who protects the mine, and how many layers of qi refining is there?" Lei Penghai has lived for more than two hundred years, and he smelled that something was wrong.

"I don't know, I'll go and bring the captive monk over and ask!"

The green-robed monk walked out of the main hall and escorted the captured group of monks over, Lei Penghai squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you know who the monk is stationed on the fourth floor of the mine?"

Several monks looked at each other, but they didn't expect Brother Jindan to ask this question, an old monk just wanted to stand up and come back, but a young man couldn't stop crying.

"You go down and let him answer!" Lei Penghai pointed to the middle-aged monk and asked him to stand back in the crowd, pointing at the young man.

The green-robed monk dragged the young man back to the crowd, and when the young man saw the fat man sitting on the main seat, his eyes showed hatred, and he choked up and said something, and smashed a small fireball in his hand.

"It's kind of interesting. Lei Penghai glanced at the young man with interest, stopped the green-robed monk with his eyes, and let the fireball fly over, hitting a foot in front of him and being annihilated by the thunder.

"Little guy, why are you attacking me?" Lei Penghai looked at the young man with his severed finger, the fat on his face trembled, and the buzzing sound swept past and exploded in the young man's ears!

"You killed Uncle Han!" the young man took a step back from the thunder, but he still shouted loudly without fear, tears gushing out from his eyes, dripping onto the bluestone floor.

Lei Penghai, who has always had a bad temper, looked at the young man's eyes suddenly lit up, and motioned to the green-robed monk to take everyone away from the main hall, and then walked down the main seat, and asked with a smile: "How do you know that I killed him, did you see me kill him with your own eyes?"

"You crushed the mine tunnel, and my Uncle Han is inside, woo woo..."

The young man finally couldn't help crying loudly, Lei Penghai grabbed the young man's hand, probed his spiritual root, and his eyes lit up.

Lei Penghai suddenly cherished it, squatted down and wiped away the young man's tears with his fat hand, but explained in his mouth: "It was not me who killed your Uncle Han, but the monks of those sects. If you think about it, did the mine collapse before the big array was breached?"

Tai Feiwen was stunned for a moment, feeling that what the big fat man in front of him said also made some sense, but he still said resentfully: "If you hadn't attacked the mine, the mine wouldn't have collapsed, and my Uncle Han wouldn't have died!"

"You're a clever doll, haha. Lei Penghai smiled and said with a serious expression: "This cultivation is already competing with the sky, and there is no right or wrong in this one!"

"I think you have good qualifications, and it just so happens that I am also short of an apprentice under my knees, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" Lei Penghai said bluntly.

"I don't want to!" Tai Feiwen twisted his neck and said stubbornly.

"Why?" Lei Penghai asked rhetorically.

"Because you killed my dearest Uncle Han!" Tai Feiwen recalled in his mind the scene when Han Yu took him to visit the monks in the mine, nodding his head and bowing his knees, but in his heart, Uncle Han was like a tall mountain, sheltering him.

"Oh, tell me about your Uncle Han in detail. Lei Penghai happened to have doubts in his heart, and sat on the ground and asked with a smile.

Tai Feiwen cried and told Han Yu about him, Lei Penghai nodded silently when he heard it, a little monk at the fourth level of Qi refining is not worthy of Jin Dan's attention.

Lei Penghai listened to the young man's words, stood up and said domineeringly: "Whether you want to or not, from now on you will be my Lei Penghai's closed disciple!"