A cloud of black mist rolled and spread in a radius of several feet, and grimaces emerged in it, emitting a terrifying cry.

Yi Han sat in the center of the black mist with his eyes closed, his eyes suddenly opened, a black light flashed in his eyes, and then with a wave of his palm, the black mist first paused, and then dissipated with a terrifying grimace.

"What a domineering intent!" Yi Han rubbed his eyebrows, revealing a touch of exhaustion.

There were many books in the Qiankun bag, and after he picked them up, he finally chose a spell called Zimu Yansha. And it took him five days to complete the first recultivation of this Fa.

The recipe for the birth of the child and the mother is divided into threefold, the first is to turn the spirit into evil, with their own spiritual power, to promote the evil qi, where the qi knots, can be turned into a ghost image, if it is successful, it can condense nine hundred and eighty-one ghost statues. The second heavy feeding spirit leads to evil, using heaven and earth treasures as auxiliary medicine, controlling the spiritual power in the body, hooking the evil of heaven and earth, and using evil to derive evil, which can condense ghosts like ten thousand ways. The third is called the son and mother demon head, raising ten thousand ghost statues with the method of raising Gu, and after devouring each other, it can be born with two demons of a son and a mother who are extremely evil, and the combat power is extremely terrifying. It's just that the auxiliary things required for the third weight are more than ten times as much as the second one.

"Condensed Fruit, Shura Grass Roots, Bloodthirsty Withered Vines, Netherworld Qi, Resentful Beast Rotting Bone Marrow. Yi Han muttered about the things needed for the cultivation of the second level, and his head was big for a while. These five kinds of heaven and earth treasure materials, he had never heard of, let alone collected them. However, the technique that requires so many rare things to cultivate must be extraordinary.

"Just go with the flow. Yi Han comforted himself, and at the same time, his eyebrows furrowed. Because with the cultivation of the first layer of this method, a trace of familiarity gradually became easy to chill his heart.

"In the Imperial Void Secret Realm, Fengzi and Li Mu seem to have also used this method. Thinking of the grimace in the sky, Yi Han's face appeared with a strange look, "Now that I have learned this method, it can be regarded as having a foundation and a principle, and I have inherited the two of them......"

Two days later.

The sun was silent, and the goose feathers and snow flakes were blown by the roaring wind. Yi Han changed into a set of cotton clothes obtained when he was in the Jiuli tribe at the right time, and walked on the snow with broken Qiong and leeward.

"It's winter......"

Looking at the plain white, Yi Han spread out his palm, feeling the coldness coming from it, and his heart rippled.

"Taigong, let's separate...... It's been almost a year......" Yi Han murmured in his heart, his face was sad, and his eyes were filled with tears, but he endured it and never fell. Gradually, Yi Han clenched his palms and continued to walk forward, his steps becoming more and more firm......

It didn't take long for the heavy dead wood forest to disperse, and Yi Han's vision suddenly widened.

I saw that in front of him, through the vast cold fog, I could faintly see a majestic city standing in the wind and snow. Yi Han stopped, his eyes were calm, although he didn't know where the front was, but now he had a place to stay. Loaded with wind and dust, Yi Han quickened his pace.

Soon, Yi Han approached the city, and unlike before, he had an extra hat on his head that covered his face, and the hat was found from a pile of things stolen from the son and mother, and after putting it on, Yi Han unexpectedly found that it could isolate the exploration of thoughts.

Since entering the Dao Death Palace, his identity has become sensitive, and people have been speculating about the inheritance and relics. It is precisely because of this that although Yi Han saved several sects from Lang Yu in the Imperial Void Secret Realm, according to the news he heard, there were still many people looking for him. For example, the palace master of the Phantom Spirit Palace who met in the Sunset Forest, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of the Fuyou Patriarch, the sound flute would have been forcibly taken away by the other party.

Standing at the foot of the city wall, Yi Han stared at the mottled traces of time on it, sighed in his heart, and suddenly looked up and saw the three big characters on the gatehouse.

Yunze City!

The city was originally built by the forces above the northern seclusion, and the original intention was to make it more convenient for all parties to discuss matters such as chambers of commerce and auctions. After that, a large number of laity and monks poured into the residence, and the scale gradually expanded, and it became the city that is bustling with fireworks today.

Watching the people coming and going through the city gate, Yi Han pressed the brim of the hat and blended in with the flow of people.

The moment he stepped into the city, the wind and snow suddenly stopped.

Yi Han paused and looked back. Outside the city gate, the snow is saddened by the wind, but inside the city, it is peaceful. Suddenly, Yi Han looked up at the sky inside the city, and saw a large net like an enchantment enveloping it, isolating all the snow and frost outside.

"What a big stroke!" Yi Han was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh. He sensed that the realm of Yunze City was vast, so the spiritual power support needed for this layer of enchantment was almost endless. And the Barrier is not only useful, it is also a protective array that can defend against invasions.

"Ordinary people need to pay a spirit stone to enter the city, and cultivators need five hundred pieces!" Just when Yi Han was stunned on the spot, he was suddenly pulled back to his senses by a rough shout. His path was stopped by two men in armor with bronze axes in their hands.

Yun Ze Army, the defender of Yun Ze City.

"Spirit Stone?" Yi Han looked at the two people in front of him, and his heart sank. Yi Han didn't know what the words the two of them were, and he had never heard of them when he was in the Jiuli clan. Confused, he turned his head to look to the side, only to see the people coming in and out, standing in front of the people dressed the same as those in front of him, handing over pieces of rubble with spiritual light.

Yi Han looked at it fixedly, the stone was crystal clear, and there was a smoke-like aura inside, but it was not full. Yi Han suddenly showed a sudden expression, but at this time, the two guards standing in front of Yi Han saw Yi Han grinding and rubbing, and suddenly became impatient, and when they were about to expel Yi Han out, Yi Han suddenly opened his palm and said, "Two, there are no spirit stones on the lower body, but ...... Can it be replaced? ”

I saw more than a dozen full beast crystals lying quietly in Yi Han's hands, which were many times more filled than the spirit stones that people paid when they entered the city. Seeing what Yi Han was doing, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the two guards.

Beast crystals, which are extremely rare in their northern secluded land, because in the entire area, it is difficult to find a few fierce beasts, and now they are taken out by a weak young man in their opinion, and they still have several pieces when they take them, which immediately makes the two of them surprised, but just for a moment, the two of them looked stunned, and returned to their original coldness.

"One beast crystal is worth fifty spirit stones. It should have agreed with what Yi Han said, and a guard waved his hand, and just ten beast crystals disappeared from Yi Han's hand, and then without saying a word, he walked towards the few people who had just entered the city.

"It's too neat, isn't it......" Yi Han didn't know what the two of them were thinking, put away the few remaining beast crystals in his hand, looked back at the backs of the two, rubbed the tip of his nose, and at the same time had a little understanding of the huge consumption required by the city enchantment.

"The Yin Void Divine Tree that I just picked back from the mountain stream, I've come to take a look!"

"Possess the spirit of the Dark Iron, only a thousand spirit stones!"

“......”

Yi Han walked on the street, listening to the shouts in the streets, and his heart felt relieved. Since leaving the Jiuli Clan, he had not seen such a noisy scene for a long time.

"The work of the Sword Saint's sealed pen, this painting can give a glimpse of the Sword Road!"

In the midst of the mixed shouts, Yi Han suddenly heard this shouting, and following the sound traces, he squeezed into a stall surrounded by many people.

"Sword Master's handwriting, is it really fake?" looked at an ink painting on the ground, and someone in the crowd asked.

"Naturally, it's the real thing!" the stall owner responded, with a hint of confidence in his words.

"Uncle, I don't know which sword master did it?" a timid inquiry came out, and everyone turned their heads to see that it was a six or seven-year-old boy who asked.

"Uh...... To be honest, this painting is from the hands of the subordinates, not only the name Ouyang Sword Saint, has practiced swordsmanship since childhood, and now has a lot of kendo attainments. At first, the stall owner was reluctant to respond, but after glaring at the child fiercely when he saw the forced gaze of everyone, he had to reply with a smile.

"Huh!" After listening to the stall owner's words, everyone pouted, and almost instantly dispersed.

Yi Han smiled and shook his head, he had no intention of listening to the shouts again, his top priority was to find a place to live first. However, not long after walking, Yi Han's footsteps stopped, turned around suspiciously, and looked at a stall not far away.

I didn't know what was there, which made Yi Han's heart throb suddenly.

After the gaze hidden under the hood flickered a few times, Yi Han walked forward.

An old man with messy hair sat motionless, his yellowed linen clothes covered with dust, a pair of cloudy eyes looking at one place, without a trace of brilliance, and for Yi Han's patronage, there was not the slightest enthusiasm like other stall owners.

Yi Han looked at the items placed in front of the other party, a broken sword, a piece of light and thin rotten wood the size of a palm, and a fierce beast cub bound by a rope, just three things. But Yi Han's gaze was fixed on the rotten wood, and his gaze gradually revealed strangeness.

"Déjà vu ......" Yi Han fell into thought, but after thinking for a moment, he didn't have a clue.

"Thirty thousand spirit stones, obtained by accident, the effect is unknown. Suddenly, the old man's eyes moved, as if he had found something that Yi Han was focused on, and after opening his mouth lightly, he settled down again.

"This rotten wood is peculiar, this young master wants it!" Just as Yi Han was about to speak, three people on the side also walked towards the stall, and the leader of the group said loudly, saying that he wanted to buy this thing.

Yi Han frowned and looked at the visitor. I saw a young man wearing a golden crown and a bit of heroism between his eyebrows, walking towards him, who looked similar in age to him, followed by two people who seemed to be servants. When the three figures were in front of the stall, they ignored Yi Han's existence, and one of the servants directly took out a Qiankun bag and threw it at the old man's feet, and at the same time, reached out and grabbed the rotten wood.

"I also fell in love with this thing, I don't know if Brother Tai can cut his love......" Yi Han hugged his fists at the young man and said. It was this object that gave him an indescribable feeling, which puzzled him, and he had to buy it and study it.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to compete with Tu Shaozun!" Hearing Yi Han speak, another servant suddenly shouted at him, his words full of cruelty. When the young man heard Yi Han's words, he was stunned at first, but then he also showed contempt on his face, as if he acquiesced to what the servant said.

Yi Han sighed in his heart, judging from the previous performance of the three of them, he didn't have much hope. At this time, seeing that he was rejected, he directly took out the Qiankun bag from his arms, grabbed a handful of beast crystals and handed them to the old man, and said, "I am willing to buy this thing with beast crystals!"

The spirit stone is mined from the ore vein, and the quality is mixed, but the beast crystal is the foundation of the cultivation of the fierce beast, and the condensed spiritual energy is much better than the spirit stone. As Yi Han took out the beast crystal, a trace of clarity suddenly crossed the old man's originally cloudy eyes!