It's been five days since the last time the Qi Breaking Pill transmitted spiritual energy. And after another ten days at most, the Qi Breaking Pill would lose its balance due to the uneven storage of spiritual energy, and explode in Miao Yiting's body. And the latter's cultivation during the Qi refining period is categorically impossible to continue to live after the intestines are pierced and rotten.

As soon as he thought of this, Han Tu's heart was a little confused. It stands to reason that if Miao Yiting died, it would be as he wanted. After all, only the dead are infallible, and there is no possibility of divulging their secrets to others.

At that time, Han Tu did not kill him because he was soft-hearted, but forcibly kept him by his side after taking the Qi Breaking Pill for him in the name of being afraid that she would reveal the secret. Although he knew that Miao Yiting was like a barrel of dynamite that would explode at any time, he still couldn't be ruthless and kill her.

And this time, Miao Yiting failed to teleport to the same place as Han Tu, maybe it was due to providence.

"Xuandu, what's that?"

"I haven't heard of it, why don't you ask the bustards in the green building, they are well-informed, maybe there is something you want to know. ”

"The old man has been a native of this for decades, and he has never heard of any Xuandu. You baby, don't just think of a name and frame the old man!"

Han Tu asked several people one after another, whether it was a child playing on the side of the road, a blacksmith in the town who was making iron, or an old man with a goat's beard, they were all the objects of his questioning. Disappointingly, their answers, though bizarre, were to the same effect. The meaning expressed is that they don't know what Xuandu is, let alone the direction in which it is located.

For several days in a row, Han Tu wandered around the town, losing sight of finding other immortal cultivators and understanding the situation. What is disappointing is that not to mention immortal cultivators in this town, not even a secular martial artist can be seen.

In desperation, Han Tu had no choice but to go to the land of wind and snow and snow as the man said before, and go to the old bustard to ask if he could get any news.

In terms of Han Tu's current appearance, although it is not a jade tree in the wind, it can be regarded as slim. Especially in this small town, where most of them are rough people, he has played a key role in maintaining a fairly neat face because of his perennial cultivation.

Lao Bustard is also a well-informed person, she knew that the other party must be extraordinary the moment she saw Han Tu, and her attitude towards him was naturally respectful. The former's attitude really made those custom women stunned, and secretly guessed Han Tu's identity. After all, the last time the bustard would show such a look was a year ago, when the governor came over.

"Little brother wants to ask about the location of Xuandu? Don't worry, I'll prepare a table of banquets for the officials first, and it's not too late for us to take a break." ”

Han Tu frowned slightly, he didn't want to entangle too much with the other party and attract attention. But when the bustard seemed to know something, it was really difficult to wave his sleeves and leave.

In this way, it is better to see what medicine is sold in the old bustard's gourd. When the other party really doesn't know what to do and deliberately shows off, it's not too late to take action.

In such a state of mind, Han Tu's follower Lao Bustard came to the room on the second floor. Generally speaking, if you are an ordinary guest, you will be picked up by other women as soon as you enter the door. Only some prominent people, the bustard is afraid that those girls will inadvertently say the wrong thing, so they will always accompany them.

Of course, there is another reason for this.

will appear directly downstairs, most of them are rouge vulgar fans. And this kind of goods is mostly disdainful of high-ranking officials and nobles. In this way, in order to guarantee their voice, in order to cater to their special preferences. The old bustard designed some women who were "self-assured" in character, and worked in the Qinglou under the banner of selling their art and not selling their bodies.

For most people, they are truly self-conscious. Most of the time I put on a show on stage, and at most I toasted a few times. And a small number of people will make a lot of trouble because of this, and they are also persuaded by the bustard to leave with extremely special means.

It's not that these girls don't want to earn money, it's just that if they do, they can earn more money with less work.

After all, no matter what time it is, it is rare and expensive.

"Eh, official, please sit down, wait for the old man to find a few girls for you, let's talk about the wine and talk at the same time, and then tell you about Xuandu. ”

As he spoke, the bustard, who was much fatter than the other women, had already twisted his waist and walked towards the door. And at this moment, Han Tu saw that the other party was about to walk out of the door, so he had to speak.

"Don't bother, I'm just trying to find out something. ”

The old bustard glanced back at Han Tu, which can be described as full of charm. She smiled back and said, "Why should the officials be in a hurry? ”

Hearing this, Han Tu finally understood why the other party didn't answer directly. If the other party really doesn't know, it makes sense.

But if the other party is afraid that he will not be able to do Han Tu's "high-ranking official's son" business, so he fabricates to know about Xuandu, then Han Tu does not recommend letting the other party know the difference between immortal cultivators and mortals.

After stepping out of the door, the old bustard smiled at Han Tu and closed the door. All that was left was a table full of sumptuous meals and a jar of old wine, which was already Han Tu himself.

The room was simply lined up, with a table, several pairs of chairs, and a huge bed large enough for three or four people to sleep together, but nothing else.

For example, there are no cabinets and toiletries that ordinary people use to store clothes. In fact, this is not difficult to understand, after all, no one will regard this land of wind and snow as a place to live for a long time, so it is normal to have a few less cabinets.

The soundproofing of this room is excellent, and after the bustard closes the door, the noise in the hall is already inaudible. Otherwise, even if Han Tu is not a woman, it is inevitable that he will do something out of the ordinary under the influence of his ears and eyes.

At this time, Han Tu was the only one in the room, and he was a little distracted when he looked at the delicious food in front of him. How long has it been since he had eaten worldly food? Although as he was at the peak of Qi cultivation, his need for these things was already minimal. It's okay to say if you can't see it, but once you see a table of food, it's really unrealistic to say that you don't want to eat it.

Anyone is different, let alone a half-hanger like Han Tu who still needs to eat once every once in a while. Even those who have been able to completely clear the valley exist in the Dan period, and there are people who are hungry for food. For them, perhaps the temptation of a bunch of delicacies is more tempting than the elixir that can increase their lifespan.