Twenty days later, hundreds of feet above somewhere in the Ascending Star Mountain Range, a faint and invisible white light flashed through the large cloud mist, and disappeared into another cloud in the blink of an eye.

Han Ming stood at the bow of the Spirit Mist Boat, watching the clouds and mist behind him that were broken by the Spirit Mist Boat slowly healing, as well as the pale white smoke generated by itself around the Spirit Mist Boat, and his face couldn't help but show a joy that could not be concealed.

This Spirit Mist Boat is worthy of being the best of the top-level spiritual weapons, and its flying speed is far beyond Han Ming's expectations, and it is not known how many times faster than the Aoba magic weapon before him, and before it has activated all its power, it is no longer necessary to have the low speed of an ordinary foundation building stage monk!

Although it was the first time to use this Spirit Mist Boat, Han Ming quickly and thoroughly understood the attributes of this Spirit Mist Boat in all aspects, and knew that the Spirit Mist Boat was invisible and flew to the limit of all aspects.

Han Ming knew that with the mana of the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation now, as long as he excites this Spirit Mist Boat with all his strength, his speed will not be lower than that of a foundation building stage monk, if he activates the five mid-level spirit stones on the Spirit Mist Boat Central Formation, the speed of this Spirit Mist Boat will be far away from ordinary foundation building stage monks!

If he advanced to the foundation building period, and then urged this Spirit Mist Boat with all his might, and activated the five medium-grade spirit stones in the center of the formation, then the speed of this Spirit Mist Boat should not be lower than that of the ordinary Jiedan Ancestor.

Thinking of the five mid-grade spirit stones in the center of the Spirit Mist Boat, Han Ming's face couldn't help but twitch slightly, if he hadn't sold all the miscellaneous materials and magic weapons on his body, he really wouldn't have been able to exchange them for five mid-grade spirit stones!

Turning his head to look at the Ascending Star Mountains behind him, Han Ming turned his head and sat cross-legged on top of the Spirit Boat, his mind couldn't help but recall the events of a few days ago.

Ever since the arm of the monk surnamed Lou was cut off that day, Han Ming had been cultivating in his stone room, and all the affairs related to the sale of books were handled by Yu Yanlu, and the spirit stones obtained were naturally all in her pocket.

Although he had been cultivating, Han Ming had always been concerned about the situation on the stone room, for fear that Uncle Lou would come to find trouble, but this kind of thing had not happened, the library was always very calm, everything was as usual, and Uncle Lou didn't seem to know about it at all!

Such a peaceful day passed for more than ten days, and it was not until one day that Yu Yanlu called out to him outside his stone room, and Han Ming stopped cultivating and walked out of the stone room, only to find that it was the disciple of the Wanwu Pavilion who came to look for him.

Seeing that disciple, Han Ming was immediately overjoyed, and quickly stepped forward to ask.

As expected, it was really the task to go to the capital that was released, and it was secretly detained by this disciple, so he came to inform Han Ming as soon as possible, and waited for him to go and collect it!

Han Ming thanked him a few times, and immediately followed the disciple to the Wanwu Pavilion to complete the collection of the task inside.

When he was parallel to Han Ming, an undisguised expression of envy appeared on the face of the disciple of Wanwu Pavilion, this not amazing Senior Brother Han was able to work with Yu Yanlu, a famous beauty in the Qi cultivation period, and get along all day long, how could people not be envious.

The Wanwu Pavilion disciple didn't hide his emotions, Han Ming naturally saw it at a glance, but he didn't say much, the things he pursued were different, and his understanding of the same things was different.

Walking out of the Wanwu Pavilion, Han Ming took another trip to the Refining Pavilion, and sold the miscellaneous qi training materials on his body, as well as the few low-grade spiritual weapons of Ge Xu and the others.

The value of the materials obtained from the small island in the lake was higher than Han Ming's expectations, and the dozen or so pieces added up to thousands of spirit stones, and with those few magic weapons, Han Ming sold fifteen or six hundred spirit stones.

Coming out of the Library Pavilion, Han Ming walked out of the Refining Pavilion, went to the Ten Thousand Fu Pavilion again, and used the newly obtained spirit stones to buy some rune seals that might be used, and then released the green leaf magic weapon and flew back to the Library Pavilion.

After that, he went to see Duanmu Xiao and told him that he had received the task of going to the capital and could go to the capital to carry out the mission.

Duanmu Xiao didn't say much, he didn't even go out of his stone gate, he just threw out a pale cyan jade pendant for Han Ming to wear with him, and asked him to be careful in everything, come back as soon as possible after dealing with things, cultivate honestly, and strive to build a foundation as soon as possible.

Han Ming took the pale cyan jade pendant, bowed respectfully, then returned to his stone room, and walked out to find Yu Yanlu after cleaning up, slightly explained that he released the green leaf magic weapon, and flew out of the sect.

Han Ming was cautious when he left the sect, he didn't dare to be in the light, he went around outside, and only after making sure that no one was following him did he release the Spirit Mist Boat, burrow into the clouds, and speed towards the outside of the Ascending Star Mountain Range.

Han Ming sat quietly, touched the storage bag, took out two pieces of jade, put them in his hand, and squinted his eyes and looked at them carefully.

These two pieces of jade are extremely ordinary, without any spiritual treasure, and there is not much difference from ordinary jade, and with the transparency of this jade, it is not worth much silver taels in the mortal world!

The first thing Han Ming stared at was the pale cyan jade pendant, which Duanmu Xiao gave him when he was leaving, and asked him to wear it with him, saying that it could release the shield and save his life in a crisis.

Han Ming probed his divine sense into it, but found that there was a pale cyan mist in the middle of this jade pendant, and there was a faint trace of needle-tip light in the mist, and his divine sense shrouded it with a tingling feeling.

This jade pendant is ordinary on the outside, but inside it is not to use the cave sky, that blue light is very extraordinary, Han Ming didn't dare to probe more, he was afraid that this jade pendant would be stimulated by him, then it would be a bit of a loss, after all, Duanmu Xiao said that this is a one-time consumable!

After turning around and looking at it a few more times, but still not finding anything else peculiar, Han Ming took out a thin rope made of demon beast tendons that he had purchased not long ago from the storage bag, passed through the hole in the middle of the jade pendant, and hung it around his neck.

Han Ming felt that Duanmu Xiao should not harm him.

Putting away the pale cyan jade pendant, Han Ming put the black jade in front of him again, and his eyes looking at the black rough stone were a little more solemn than when he looked at the pale cyan jade pendant before.

This black jade is more ordinary than the pale cyan jade pendant, not only is it an ordinary jade on the outside, but it is no different from ordinary jade on the inside, and the divine sense penetrates into it but no abnormalities can be detected.

Looking left and right, he didn't find anything special, Han Ming didn't give up, he injected a trace of mana into it, but he found that as much mana as he injected, how much mana flowed out, this jade was not a spiritual weapon or anything like that, and it couldn't be urged with mana.

After repeatedly looking at this jade pendant for most of the day, Han Ming didn't find anything, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly: "This jade is too ordinary, there are so many impurities inside, even if it is placed in the mundane, I am afraid that it will not even be able to exchange for one or two silver, no wonder Uncle Qiao couldn't see anything special at the beginning, it was completely an ordinary jade." But how could such an ordinary piece of jade appear in that pavilion, it was at least the cave of the monks of the Dan period, and it was specially painted on the original piece of dragon skin!"

After looking at it for a while, but still didn't find anything special, Han Ming couldn't help but turn his heart sideways, and as soon as he pinched the magic trick in his hand, a wisp of orange-red flame appeared on the tip of his index finger, and he leaned towards the black jade.

That wisp of flame was condensed by Han Ming with a fire bomb technique, in terms of destructive power alone, let alone a small piece of jade, even a boulder the size of half a zhang can be blown to pieces, but this small jade stone can withstand it, and it has not changed at all!

After burning for half an hour, the jade was still good, without a trace of change, Han Ming was surprised and delighted, surprised that this was too hard, happy that this jade was really not an ordinary mundane thing, otherwise why could it withstand this fire bomb technique!

Tilting his head and thinking about it, Han Ming touched the storage bag with one hand, took out a pale golden talisman seal, and injected a trace of magic weapon into it, and the talisman seal suddenly turned into an inch-long red-gold sword, wrapped in three faint sword qi and bombarded the jade.

"Ding, ding, ding. "Whether it was the golden little sword or those few sword qi, as soon as Fang bombarded the jade, it was easily bounced away, and not even a trace of white marks were left on it.

Seeing this, Han Ming couldn't help frowning, and as soon as he turned his hand, he took out a blue talisman seal, and threw it at the jade stone with a pinch, and suddenly a chilling coldness swept away.

After a few breaths, the floating jade was sealed by a strange blue ice, like a blue ice lump.

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Half a day later, Han Ming let out a long breath of depression and raised his eyes to look at the jade floating in the air, his eyes full of surprise.

This jade is so hard, in the past half a day, he has used fire, ice, flooding, earth thorns, sword slashing, and even used the red shadow needle, hidden claw and other superb spiritual weapons, but he still can't help this jade.