Han Yu held the price list in his hand and looked at it for most of the day.

The young man entertained the regular customer, and said with a smile on his face: "This senior, if you see it, I will give it to you!"

"Are all these materials available in the store?" asked Han Yu with some excitement.

When the young man heard this almost idiotic question, he said politely: "Of course, as long as you can pay for it, we can provide everything above." ”

After Han Yu heard this, he randomly selected several materials in the eyes of the young man.

After paying Lingbei, Han Yu walked out of the shop, and then stood in a remote alley, holding an earthy yellow rough stone, and looked at it carefully.

The quality of the material is very high, and it is more than enough to make the core of the earth puppet.

Han Yu had a longing thought in his mind, and he calmed down a little, this kind of primordial stone could still be devoured by the stone spirit.

After a while, he was a little excited in his heart, and he ran to several shops selling raw materials, and found that the prices of several shops were similar, and one even sold thousand-year-old ironwood.

So Han Yu quietly asked the shopkeeper of this shop if the store could sell 10,000-year-old ironwood, and the shopkeeper looked at him with a very strange gaze for a while, and then said: "The price of 10,000-year-old ironwood is 100,000 lingbei, as long as you can add money, I can get it for you." ”

Hearing this, Han Yu's heart was even more excited, it seems that Jiulonghai is really a treasure land.

Obviously, there must be a secret in this Nine Dragons Sea that he doesn't know, and a small foundation building period shopkeeper can boast of this sea mouth.

Filled with doubts, he plunged into a shop that sold books.

He wanted to see what was the difference between the classics and cultivation systems of the Nine Dragons Sea region.

But this is also a bit of a surprise.

There are several basic classics, and the mental method he has studied in Qi refining is also among them.

Mortals here don't have to rack their brains if they want to learn the immortal method, because there are many exercises that are widely spread, and if they find a spiritual root, they can worship the door of the immortal cultivation family.

In addition, because the sea is boundless, there are countless spiritual objects on various islands, even the ancients could not set foot on all the desert islands, so there are a lot of spiritual objects to build a foundation, so building a foundation is not a new thing.

Han Yu browsed some basic spells in the store again, and he found that there were obviously more Dao techniques about water attributes and less about fire attributes here.

When he was flipping through the books, he saw the "Qingyan Record" that was more than a foot thick, and when he looked closely, he found that there were five copies in this row of bookshelves, so he bought them.

Just by looking at the name of this book, you can know that it is not a Fa Decision Gong Fa, but a book similar to a travelogue.

This book is written by a monk named Qingyan, who travels around believing that he has no hope of marrying a baby, and records in detail what he knows and hears, as well as some legends, into a miscellaneous book, and in some books there are some vivid pictures about it.

Of course, what he had in his hand was definitely not the original book, but a copy of the copy.

This book is urgently needed for Han Yu, because he can grasp some customs and common sense.

Next, Han Yu went to other shops and found that the fur of some demon beasts was very cheap, which was very suitable for making talismans.

After walking around for about two hours, Han Yu left the city unsatisfied.

After leaving the city, Han Yu flew into the sky and galloped in the direction of Xianlai Pavilion.

After the day of the small class, Han Yu saw the familiar three huge peaks from a distance.

Han Yu stopped in mid-air and glanced at it a few times, recognized the direction of Xianlai Pavilion and flew over.

Xianlai Pavilion was still as deserted as ever, and Han Yu was stunned when he pushed the door in.

It was not a nun he had known, but a middle-aged Confucian who stood up and arched his hand when he saw him enter the door.

"This senior, the junior, has just successfully built a foundation on the outer islands, and he has come to the island to register. Han Yu said very politely.

The middle-aged Confucian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said with a solemn face: "Since you have built a foundation, then we should be commensurate with our peers, my surname is Qu, if you don't dislike it, just call me a Taoist friend." ”

"Winding friendly!"

When Han Yu heard this, he nodded and agreed, the strength of the immortal cultivation world is already respected, and there is nothing to be modest.

He quickly handed over the token in his hand, and when Confucius took out the jade book and saw the registered name, he took out a gold pen and dotted it gold.

Seeing this, Han Yu was overjoyed, knowing that in this way, he could go to participate in the big set.

The middle-aged Confucian took away the jade book, took out three crystal clear shells from the storage bag, handed them over, and handed them to Han Yu.

"Zhongpin Lingbei?" He also has a lot of such things in his storage bag, and his eyes can't help but light up slightly, he doesn't have too many benefits.

"These three spirit shells were a reward received after the monks registered on the island to build the foundation, and they were gone in the future. By the way, Brother Han, do you want to take up a position on the island, and you can be rewarded with at least five medium-grade spirit shells every year!"

"I'm not stable yet, and I want to retreat for a while. When Han Yu heard this, he immediately refused without thinking about it.

Hearing Han Yu's refusal, the middle-aged Confucian had no strange look on his face, but said very enthusiastically: "Brother Han's cultivation place is Kushan Island, right? Now that there is a cave in Lingfeng that is idle, how about I apply to Brother Han?"

"Then thank you Brother Qu. Han Yu couldn't find any good reason for refusing now, so he agreed to it.

"By the way, this cave doesn't want to pay any spirit shells, right?" Han Yu asked with some caution.

The middle-aged Confucian smiled, and then said, "You have just built the foundation, and the Cave Mansion will be free in ten years." If you want to use this cave in the future, you will need to pay some price, a thousand spirit shells for a year. Of course, if you do anything on the island, the price will only be 100. ”

Obviously, this was a ploy to lure the foundational monks to stay on the main island. Let you become dependent first, and then let you stay on the island obediently.

Anyone who cultivates immortals wants to have a place of cultivation with abundant spiritual energy, and the efficiency of meditation can also be several points higher.

But this temptation did not have the slightest attraction for Han Yu.

He has a stone spirit, and it doesn't matter where he cultivates!

On some desert islands, he could also let the stone spirit absorb the spiritual energy in the mountain range, and he didn't dare to do such a thing in these three main peaks.

If it is discovered by the monks of the Yudan period, it is looking for death!

The middle-aged Confucian asked Han Yu to wait for a while, and when he came back half an hour later, he had an extra yellow token in his hand.

"Brother Han, your cave mansion is in the Sky Peak, this is a forbidden token. Confucian smiled.

Han Yu put the token away, turned around and left with a few polite words.

....

At night, Han Yu was lying on a large wooden bed, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

The location of this cave is a bit remote, quiet and elegant, and there is a small empty medicine garden in the back.

The aura here is not comparable to Kushan Island, the difference is not a star and a half, it is the medicine garden of the Nantian Mountain Range where he has been, and the aura is not so abundant.

This cave can live for ten years in vain, making him feel that something is worth it.

There is also a formation prohibition outside this cave mansion, which is not bad, and it can withstand the attack of the Zhuji monks, so you don't have to worry about being attacked by people in half of the retreat.

However, despite this, Han Yu still did not plan to live here for a long time, after all, he was short of Lingbeiqi in his pocket now, and he must have to add some more, killing people and snatching treasures the fastest.

In the next few days, he plans to find out the information of the Duan family and find a way to kill a group of Jiedan monks first.

So next, Han Yu picked up the book of Qing's "Qingyan Records" and read it carefully.

Ten days later, Han Yu finished reading this set of books and finally had a certain understanding of the sea area of the Kowloon Sea.

This set of books is very detailed about the elixir and region of the Jiulong Sea, including the situation of several super-large forces on the island.

In the book, there are also detailed records of many pills, some of which make him salivate and eager.

But after reading it, he sighed, put everything in the storage bag and walked out of the cave.

In the next three or four days, Han Yu was in the city, asking for some information.

The Duan family is a big family on the island, and there are many mortals attached to his family, and there are several ships that depend on them for survival.

Han Yu has changed his appearance in the past few days, and he has a hot fight with a captain named Wei Yuan, and he has been impressed by a few worldly kung fu skills that he has shown him.

The secular kung fu in the Kowloon Sea is not as prosperous as his hometown, after all, everyone has the potential to become a monk, who wants to practice martial arts all day?

Yesterday, when he was drunk, Han Yu took out a lot of information from his mouth, such as when the Duan family would send people to the sea, etc., and which sea area to go to hunt demon beasts.

Just when Han Yu was trying to find a way to stop the Duan family's monks, in the Duan family's main mansion, several monks were gathering together to discuss something.

"This time, five pills have been refined, but there are four or so little guys at the peak of qi refining in the clan, so let's discuss the distribution of pills. The elegant man took out a jade bottle from his arms, coughed and gently placed it on the table.

"Although my family's junior is a six-spirit aperture, his spiritual root is good, and he will definitely be able to build a foundation if he takes one. The black-faced man coughed.

"My family's Xiao Wu and Xiao Jiu are all eight spirit knots, and the tasks assigned by the clan are completed beautifully every time, so it's not too much to take two. A red-faced man said angrily.

"My family's..."

There are also different small families within the Duan family, and they are quarrelsome for a while.

The middle-aged monk, who was the head of the family, coughed softly, and the people who were arguing looked at each other and couldn't help but fall silent.