Chapter 518 begins

Ran Qixi happily recalled sixty spirit stones, and put the things on the stall into the storage bag one by one, then got up directly, walked to Han Ming's side with a smile on his face, and flatteringly handed a storage bag to Han Ming.

Han Ming took the storage bag, probed inside with his mental power, and said lightly: "Go back" stopped talking, turned his head and walked towards the end of this stall, there is a ban on air here, and you can't fly at will.

Han Ming's cold attitude made Ran Qixi pout, but he still obediently followed behind Han Ming and walked towards the front.

After Ran Qixi put away the stall, he actually left behind a monk in the foundation building period, which made several Qi cultivation period monks who thought they were handsome and dashing for a while, and temporarily eliminated the idea of accosting them.

On Ran Qixi's flying boat, Han Ming sat on the bow of the boat with an indifferent expression.

"The reserve price I gave you is three hundred and seventy spirit stones, but you sold three hundred and eighty-seven spirit stones, which is not bad, but in addition to the Netherworld Flower, other things must also be sold, and it is not a big deal if the price is a little lower!" Han Ming took out all the medium-grade spirit stones in the storage bag that Fang Ran Qixi had given, and threw the storage bag back as soon as he turned his hand.

Ran Qixi took the storage bag, felt a lot of low-level spirit stones inside, his face flashed with joy, and then nodded vigorously and said, "Hmm!"

"You take it in the storage bag first, my spirit stone has been a little nervous recently, this time the spirit stone will continue to be recorded in the account, let's talk about it later!" Han Ming thought about it and added.

"Hmm!" Ran Qixi continued to nod vigorously.

"Although there are three trading venues here, there will be no forced buying and selling on the surface, but there will be no reluctance in the secret, there are a lot of dark flowers on your body, don't take them out at one time in the future, unless you can directly trade successfully, all of them will be replaced with spirit stones." Han Ming added solemnly.

"Well, I know, I'll pay attention next time!" Ran Qixi nodded, but took advantage of Han Ming's inattention to spit out his small tongue.

Ran Qixi looked like he was being taught, but Han Ming was not good at reprimanding, nodded slightly, and continued to sit cross-legged and breathe, unwilling to say anything more.

After that, Han Ming and Ran Qixi returned to the peak where Danzong temporarily lived.

The mountain where Danzong lives seems to have been abandoned for a long time, for the monks who are used to living in spacious and comfortable caves, it seems a little simple, and many monks in the Qi training period have only been assigned to a stone room ten zhang wide, and the foundation building period is better, barely able to have a practice room and a bedroom.

As the top of the Danzong Dabi list, Han Ming was naturally treated much better than ordinary monks, and the Danzong Sect Master assigned him one of the best stone rooms, which was quite spacious and had a strong aura, no worse than Han Ming's previous cave mansion.

Because Ran Qixi was brought by Han Ming, so without her stone room, it is not good to dig a cave mansion in the territory of the Instrument Sect without consent, and can only live in Han Ming's cave mansion with her, which makes Ran Qixi quite excited, you must know that although she lived on the edge of Han Ming's cave mansion before, she has never entered Han Ming's cave mansion once.

Ran Qixi felt that this was a rare opportunity, she felt that she could get to know Han Ming better, and it was not impossible for the relationship between the two to go further.

But contrary to Ran Qixi's expectations, as soon as Han Ming entered the cave mansion, he gave an order, and laid out a set of small magic circles, and the whole person stepped in, holding a green long sword in one hand, and meditated intently, not caring about the situation in the outside world at all.

Ran Qi stared at Han Ming for a long time, but he didn't get any answer, so he could only retreat gloomily and start his own cultivation.

The next day, Ran Qixi hurriedly got up, fastened the storage bag, and stared at Han Ming, who was still holding the Qingmeng long sword for a long time, before opening the stone door of the cave and continuing to set up a stall.

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Han Ming and Ran Qi regretted the fifth day of the Qi Sect.

Ran Qixi got up early in the morning, but instead of setting up a stall, he kept standing by Han Ming's side, his face was a little anxious.

"Whew!" Han Ming, who was in the middle of the circle, let out a long breath and slowly stood up.

"Uncle Shi, you're over, and there are still three hours before the big competition starts!" Ran Qixi saw Han Ming stand up, and his face suddenly relaxed.

"Well, why don't you go and set up a stall!" Han Ming asked lightly.

"Uncle Shi, you don't know, Dabi started, no one went to buy things, all went to see Dabi, and now there is no one to set up a stall, and there will be no one when the fighting method is over, I will accompany you to see the fighting method first, and then go to set up a stall after the fighting method is over!" Ran Qixi stepped forward and told the rhetoric that he had already thought of.

"When the fighting method is over, go set up a stall, you don't need to rest?" Han Ming frowned slightly.

"It's okay, Uncle Shi, just let me go, I'll learn the fighting skills, and in the future, other people's fighting methods will not be powerless!" Ran Qixi pursed his lips and said pitifully.

"Okay, whatever you want!" Han Ming tilted his head and thought about it, then put the Qinghong Sword in his storage bag and walked outside.

"Thank you, uncle!" Ran Qixi's beautiful face was immediately full of smiles, and he quickly followed behind Han Ming.

Han Ming didn't care about Ran Qixi, but silently remembered the Qinghong Sword.

Qinghong Sword is worthy of being a top-level spiritual weapon refined with a mutilated magic weapon as the main body, and it is very energy-consuming to practice, which is the level of Han Ming's later stage of foundation building, coupled with the different perceptions of the sword weapon in the sword duel, it still took two full days to successfully refine this sword.

After the sacrifice was successful, Han Ming realized that the sword intent in this sword was still more powerful than he expected!

Han Ming felt that if he had this Qinghong Sword before fighting with Qin Hao, then he would not need the mutation of the small horn on his head at all, he would be able to win directly with his sharp sword qi, and win directly with absolutely powerful attack power.

With this Qinghong Sword, he can completely use sword cultivation methods to directly resist the fake Dan stage monks without relying on the body of the demonic beast and the Yan Ghost King, and the victory rate is still very large.

Han Ming felt that he had really picked up a big leak, this sword of seven thousand spirit stones was simply too cheap, even if it was ten thousand spirit stones, he didn't feel a loss!

Soon, Han Ming and the others arrived at the place where the Great Competition was held.

Dabi field is not on the mountain, but on a vast flat land, with a length of thousands of zhang and width, during which fifty or sixty fields are circled, each of which is hundreds of zhang wide, it should be Dabi's fighting platform.

There is a thousand-zhang high mountain peak in the southeast, northwest and northwest corners of the Doufa platform, the lush green on it is hundreds of years old trees, and there are white jade pavilions in the middle of the ancient trees, or white jade stands, or white jade palaces, scattered gathered many people, and there are thousands of them in detail.

"Three contestants are coming here to register for a period of two quarters of an hour, and they will be disqualified after the deadline!" a white-haired old man in a golden robe flew to the sky above the fighting platform, and announced loudly, and the voice spread for more than ten miles.

"Monk of the Yudan Period!" Han Ming muttered, and then without hesitation at all, he set up his retreat and flew towards the Doufa platform.

At the same time, a total of sixty monks from the three sects, thirty foundation building, and thirty qi training, all flew out and flew towards the golden-robed old man.

Half an hour later, Han Ming flew back, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, on which was written the fifteenth scene, number twenty-nine.

"Ah, Uncle Shi, you're so lucky, it's the last one!" Ran Qixi said with a smile on his face.

"Zhuji Bidou, the first game, number one, two play!" the golden-robed old man shouted loudly.

A nine-foot-nine tall man flew out of the Danzong team, carrying a huge iron sword behind him, but it was an acquaintance of Han Ming, Huang Qing, the deputy hall master of the Corpse King Palace.

At the same time, a thin young man also flew out of the team of the Instrument Sect opposite, dressed in a black robe, with a playful face on his face.

"The three sects have the same origin, so far!" the golden-robed old man said succinctly.

"Yes!" the two late-stage foundation monks bowed their hands to the old man at the same time. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?