"Uncle Shan, I don't know how many spirit stones are needed for a year of retreat?" Han Yu's face showed embarrassment.

The red-faced old man looked at Han Yu's embarrassed appearance, sighed and said, "A better quiet room needs three hundred and twenty spirit stones, and I will erase twenty for you, only three hundred spirit stones." ”

Han Yu snorted coldly in his heart when he heard the asking price, and he was already convinced that this old man had bad intentions. He had already inquired about the price of the Bibo Palace's meditation room, which was one hundred and one years, but it had tripled directly in his mouth!

However, Han Yu didn't intend to pierce it, and slowly pulled out the spirit stone from the storage bag with a sad face.

After a cup of tea, a small pile of spirit stones was piled up on the stone table, and Han Yu counted them carefully three times before he pushed them over with a painful face.

There was a trace of consternation in the eyes of the red-faced old man, and he saw him take the spirit stone, and said with a smile: "Senior nephew Han, according to the regulations, you need to pay a deposit." In case you exceed the one-year limit, you can deduct the fee from the deposit. ”

"Huh?" Han Yu was startled, swallowed dryly, and asked nervously, "I don't know how many spirit stones are needed?"

"Three hundred!" said the old man with three fingers and a smile.

When Han Yu heard this, his face suddenly turned pale!

The red-faced old man felt a little guilty in his heart, and being embarrassed by a junior like this made him feel a little unbearable. But remembering the great favor he owed to his family before, Chang Fat came to persuade him again, and he violated his conscience.

"Can Uncle Shan be accommodating?" Han Yu said with a look of anticipation.

"The rules of the sect, as an elder, how can you disobey them!" the red-faced old man shook his head and said.

Han Yu was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Please also ask Uncle Shan to make a note, and if I have been in retreat for less than a year, I will also ask Uncle Shan to return the spirit stone." ”

"Senior nephew Han, are you doubting my character?" The red-faced old man's face suddenly became gloomy.

"The juniors don't dare!" Han Yu lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "But it should also be the rule of the sect to make a deed." ”

Encountering Han Yu's nail, which is neither soft nor hard, the red-faced old man is out of line.

Of course, he didn't dare to set up a written note, if this kid took the written note and sued the master, this matter would be troublesome.

Unless....

Let him fail to build a foundation, and then change his method and let him evaporate quietly.

Chang Fatzi, the head of the He family of the Wu family, with the addition of himself, the four great foundation building cultivators can definitely let this disciple who has perfected qi refining die unconsciously.

"Senior nephew Han, the sect does have this rule, of course I will set up a note for you. The red-faced old man figured this out and said with a smile.

When Han Yu heard this, he gritted his teeth and took out the spirit stone from the storage bag, only to see that after he took out two hundred and ninety-five from the storage bag, he took out five more from the sole of his shoe.

The red-faced old man swept it again with his divine sense uneasily, and was sure that Han Yu's cultivation was a consummation of qi refining, so he took out a pen and paper and wrote a receipt neatly.

Han Yu looked at it carefully, found that there was no problem, carefully put it into the storage bag, and stood aside silently.

I saw that after the old man put away the spirit stone, he glanced at Han Yu meaningfully. I saw him lead Han Yu to the huge stone gate, and took out a three-color token from his arms, chanted a spell in his mouth, and threw the token.

I saw that the token flew over like a streamer, and accurately hit the stone door, and suddenly the three-color streamer rippled and went towards the token.

As a result, after a few loud bangs, the stone slowly opened, revealing the white stone road behind the door, this passage is two zhang high, about one zhang wide, and it is square.

"Come with me, nephew. The red-faced man said lightly and walked into the stone road by himself.

Han Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he quickly followed.

In this way, Han Yu followed behind the red-faced old man, walked about dozens of zhang away, and then walked straight down, and walked hundreds of zhang to the super large circular cave deep underground.

The aura here is incomparably rich, compared to the stone wall of the spiritual mine, the cave is about ten zhang high, the diameter is forty or fifty zhang, and the white stone doors of the same size are evenly distributed, there are as many as sixty rooms.

There was no one here, only Han Yu and the red-faced old man.

After Han Yu looked at it with joy on his face, he heard the red-faced old man explain: "The periphery of this grotto is a huge spiritual stone mine, which has not been mined by this faction, and has arranged a large array of spirit gathering to allow spiritual energy to gather here, and a total of twenty secret rooms have been opened, and forty are used for qi refining and alchemy. ”

The red-faced old man led Han Yu to a stone door engraved with "Ding Chen" as he spoke, and said with a smile, "What do you think about the nephew?"

Han Yu listened without words, and silently aimed at the Jiazizi room, according to the sequence, that was the existence with the most abundant aura.

However, he still did not speak, nodded silently, and agreed.

Seeing this, the old man took out a cyan jade plaque from the storage bag and slapped it on the door, and the stone door opened automatically with a bang. Then, the old man and Han Yu entered the house.

This stone room is square, the area is ten zhang square, it is not small, in the middle of the room is arranged a magic circle, there are more than a dozen grooves empty, in the corner of the wall put a few pieces of dark green futon, there is a faint fragrance overflowing inside.

After seeing the situation in the stone room clearly, Han Yu set his eyes on the magic circle, and before he could ask, the red-faced old man had already walked to the magic circle and took the initiative to explain it to Han Yu.

"Senior nephew, this is the Spirit Gathering Array, and the spirit stone can be inlaid into it to gather spiritual power, which will help you break through the foundation building to a certain extent, but you need to pay for it yourself. The red-faced old man explained, pointing to the grooves.

In fact, the cost of the Spirit Gathering Array was also from a hundred spirit stones, and the red-faced old man was deliberately embarrassing him.

"Uncle Shi, can you lend me twenty spirit stones, and I will return them double in a year!" Han Yu looked at those grooves and pleaded bitterly.

"This..."The red-faced old man looked at the embarrassed Han Yu and said with a smile: "You take out the contract just now and return it to me, I will lend you twenty spirit stones, and you will make a note for me." ”

The red-faced old man has been cautious for many years, and he always feels a little hairy in his heart when he thinks about leaving the handle, and he wants to remedy it.

"That nephew won't borrow spirit stones!" Han Yu gritted his teeth and said.

"That's fine, I'll keep this jade plaque for my nephew, in case you hurt your vitality during the retreat, your uncle can still help you. The red-faced old man said and wanted to put the jade plate in the storage bag.

"Uncle Shan, I want a quiet environment not to be disturbed, so the jade card should be left to my nephew. Han Yu heard this and decisively refused.

The red-faced old man's face changed slightly when he heard this, but under Han Yu's gaze, he could only throw the jade card away.

"May I ask Uncle Shan, this stone door will not be opened for no reason. Han Yu put the jade card into the storage bag and asked cautiously.

"Once the stone gate is closed, it is cut off from the outside world, and I will only use the spare jade plate to enter from the outside unless there is an emergency. Nephew, don't worry, no one will bother you until you have to. The red-faced old man said with a smile.

When Han Yu heard this, he sneered in his heart, he would not come in until he had to, which meant that there would definitely be a last resort.

This is also the reason why he would rather build a foundation in the mine than return to the sect, he offended so many people, and he saw a ghost when he was able to build a foundation in peace.

The red-faced old man explained again, and then turned around and left in Han Yu's bow.

Han Yumu sent the red-faced old man to say the stone room, and when he was far away, he drove the jade plate to slowly close the stone door. Then he carefully observed the stone room, and saw that there was nothing unusual, so he sat on the futon, and picked up a piece of yellow wood and practiced carving.

Han Yu didn't dare to meditate and cultivate in the quiet room, in case he suddenly broke in and disturbed him, it would be troublesome.

He prepared dozens of blank runes in the storage bag, and prepared more than a dozen square logs, and worked hard throughout the year to refine the lowest spirit puppet as soon as possible.

The red-faced old man waited for the stone door to close, and his face became gloomy.

I saw him go out of the stone road, only to see that he entered the passage marked "Fa", and saw the fat ball-like scholar shaking his head and reading hard, and was slightly surprised to see the red-faced old man coming.

"Chang Fatty, you're in big trouble!" said the red-faced old man with a gloomy face without waiting for the fat man to speak.