He can now say that he has a lot of money in his pocket, and he is not afraid of demon beasts, but he is afraid of those monks with evil intentions.

After all, no matter how strong the demon beast is, various habits can be understood, and it is not difficult to avoid it, and you can escape if you encounter it.

But if you encounter a powerful robber, it won't be good.

The demons who go out to sea to hunt demons are basically monks in the Yudan period, and those who dare to intercept and kill must be masters in the later stage of Yudan, and there may be old ghosts behind them.

If he was discovered, he would not have escaped.

At that time, not only will the demon pill be difficult to protect, but maybe this little life will not be saved.

Therefore, he was very careful along the way, the closer he got to the height, the more tense he became, and asked the green vine stone spirit to pay attention to the movements around him, and once he found the trace of the monk, he immediately fled like a frightened bird.

One year and three months later, Han Yu finally returned to Ningshang Island safely, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

There are also dangers along the way.

Han Yu found that there were some wandering Jiedan or Foundation Building Stage monks five hundred miles from the island, and they didn't really go hunting demon beasts, but paid attention to some unfamiliar faces that appeared around.

Han Yu couldn't help but guess in his heart that this group of people was related to the group of monks who intercepted and killed, and they were very likely to be outposts.

These three months were wasted just to get around them.

However, it is safe to enter the range of 100 miles, and there is almost no danger.

Han Yu looked at the thatched hut, and couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart, but the shopkeepers of these shops were all replaced with unfamiliar faces, and the others were no different from others.

Seeing Han Yu who was in the dust, those shopkeepers all showed eager eyes, but Han Yu flew directly to the stone house where he was teleported.

The monk stationed in the stone house has been replaced by a burly strong man.

He saw Han Yu's face full of dust, and said with a smile: "I'll arrange a teleportation for Daoyou." ”

With a flash of light in front of him, Han Yu returned to Richeng, and regardless of the slightly surprised gazes of the people around him, he returned to his cave mansion.

After returning to the cave, Han Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, released Qingteng and Shi Ling to let them guard the cave, and fell asleep on the stone bed.

This trip to the sea of ten thousand fierce people really made him tired.

He couldn't let go of his body and mind when refining puppets on the desert island of the Ten Thousand Fierce Seas, he always had a string in his head, even if he occasionally rested, Qingteng was on guard, and there was a gust of wind and waves on the sea that would be awakened.

Although he didn't stay in this cave for a long time, he didn't have to worry about safety, and there would never be a Yuanying monk who would have trouble him with the Cave Mansion.

But when he slept in a daze, he felt movement in his arm, and he jumped up in fright.

However, when he looked closely, it turned out to be a thunderbird awakening from his body.

Han Yu sat back on the bed again, and the Thunderbird stood on his shoulder and took advantage of his cheek affectionately.

Han Yu stroked the wings of the Thunderbird with his hand, his heart was full of joy, if it wasn't for the Thunderbird rushing up to help him block a wave when he was married, he would really be choked.

The thunderbird rubbed Han Yu's cheek, and made a few chirps in his mouth, screaming at Han Yu.

After a while, the Thunderbird sent an idea through the divine thought, and it smelled a thick demonic aura from Han Yu's body, and wanted to ask for a few Inner Pills.

Of course, Han Yu is not stingy with the thunderbird.

He took out dozens of jade boxes from the storage bag, and opened them all for Thunderbird to choose.

After it picked seven or eight Neidan, Han Lei continued to lie on the bed and fell asleep.

Han Yu rested in the cave for three days and three nights before getting up from the bed, ready to make the next plan.

First of all, he took out all the demon pills he had hunted, and as long as it was beneficial to the Thunderbird's advancement, he left them aside, and prepared to sell the remaining demon pills for the elixir.

Two days later, Han Yu came to the more famous Changyun Auction House in Fang City.

The reason for choosing this auction house is considered from many aspects, the most important reason is that there are several well-known alchemy masters in this auction, and there are many precious pills flowing out every year.

The auction was of course richly decorated, but when he entered the door, he saw a huge fan-shaped screen blocking him.

This screen looks a little shabby, and there are several swords drawn on it. Some of these swords in the painting were very broken, but there was an inexplicable sword intent revealed, which made Han Yu, who was cultivating the way of flying swords, feel a pang in his heart.

On each side of the screen is a semicircular arch made of gold wood.

There are many monks who come to the auction hall to sell their goods, but most of them are monks from the foundation building period, and they are received by some small men dressed in green clothes.

Han Yu was about to step in, and a female cultivator in her thirties wearing a pale cyan palace dress greeted her with a smile.

It's strange to say, although this female cultivator has an ordinary appearance, she has an inexplicable charm between her gestures, which makes people feel very natural.

"Junior, Wen Xiaoqian, see senior!" the female cultivator came to Han Yu and gave a salute first, and said a little weakly.

"I've come to you for a big deal. Han Yu glanced at him and directly explained his intentions.

Seeing Han Yu's attitude, the female cultivator was not embarrassed to be left out, her face showed a hint of joy, and she hurriedly said, "Senior, please come with me." ”

Then Han Yu went up to the third floor under the leadership of the female cultivator and came to an elegant single room.

There was already an old man in gray in the room, who was making a pot of hot tea in a hurry, and just after entering, he smelled a faint fragrance of tea, which made people's spirits shocked.

"This fellow Daoist, old Zhao Yuan, can you invite a fellow Daoist to have a drink. The old man glanced at Han Yu and said very enthusiastically.

"Then you're welcome. Han Yu also said with a smile.

The nun gently closed the door, and Han Yu sat opposite the old man.

The old man took out a porcelain cup, then poured the pale cyan tea into it, and said with a smile: "I don't know what to call you?"

"The surname is Han. Han Yu smelled the fragrance of tea and said with a smile.

"It turned out to be Han Daoyou! Please sit down, this is the cloud tea I planted myself, Daoyou can taste it." The old man in gray introduced the origin of this tea and said very enthusiastically.

Han Yu also felt strange, there were really few spiritual teas cultivated in Jiulonghai. The cultivation of the old man in gray is even higher than him, and he is the cultivation of the middle stage of the Jiedan, and his cultivation is one level higher than him.

The green vine in his arm moved slightly, and Han Yu also picked up the teacup and took a sip gently.

Seeing Han Yu give him face like this, the old man's face also showed some joy.

"Good tea!" Han Yu felt his mouth fragrant and couldn't help but praise it.

The two of them began to talk about the tea ceremony, as if they had forgotten the purpose of their trip.

Half an hour later, Han Yu turned things back to the point, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, I went out to sea to hunt some demon beasts, and I want to exchange the Inner Pill for some pills that are beneficial to the present. ”

Han Yu said as he put two jade boxes on the table and piled them up.