"That's all, I won't be able to come back and hand over if I can't finish it!" Han Ming replied casually, without the intention of explaining more.

"Okay, since Senior Brother is so confident, then Senior Brother won't stop it!" The half-hundred-year-old man seemed to see Han Ming's perfunctory, so it was not good to ask anything, so he took out a token and gave Han Ming a task.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Han Ming symbolically arched his hand, didn't dwell on it much, turned his head and left.

Although this half-hundred-year-old man was not an ordinary late-stage foundation building cultivator, Han Ming didn't have much thought of making friends, he hadn't encountered any difficulties in his cultivation recently, and he didn't need to make friends with other cultivators.

Walking out of the deacon's hall, Han Ming carefully compared the five tasks that Fang had just received, and picked out the shortest one of them, ready to set off to complete it now.

"Hey, Uncle Shi, you actually chose this task of collecting the Nether Flowers!" Ran Qixi stepped forward and secretly glanced at the token in Han Ming's hand, and then couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise.

"Why, can't I still choose? Or do you think I'm not strong enough!" Han Ming replied lightly, and then turned his hand and put the token in his hand into the storage bag.

"No, no, Uncle Shi's strength is strong, how can it not be enough!" Ran Qixi seemed to be afraid that Han Ming would misunderstand, so he waved his hand again and again, and then after thinking about it, he said: "Senior nephew is just afraid that Uncle Shi is a little unfamiliar with the first time he performs the task of the sect, and he doesn't know the details of this task, so he suffers some losses!"

"This dark flower only grows in the fire pool, it is full of violent fire attribute spiritual power and rich spiritual energy, the fire spiritual power is okay, you can barely resist one or two with the ice attribute shield, but those spiritual qi is difficult to deal with, the monk in the Qi cultivation period can't stay below for more than a dozen breaths at all, even a foundation building period monk like Uncle Shi can't stay below for half an hour!"

Ran Qixi stared at Han Ming's face and spoke in a low voice, wanting to judge the changes in Han Ming's face and judge how to say it next, but he found that Han Ming's face was expressionless from beginning to end, and he couldn't see any joy and anger at all.

Ran Qixi used to be very proud of her ability to observe words and feelings, but this time she met a person with facial paralysis who didn't move her face for most of the day, she wanted to judge by her eyes, but she remembered that this uncle was a blind man, and he had known him for four or five years, and he had never seen him open his eyes, and he couldn't see anything in his eyes at all.

"Although there is a pool in the name, the real size is a lake, hundreds of miles in length, the number of dark flowers in the lake is much less than before due to the perennial collection, and the bottom of the pool can not stay longer, so it is difficult to pick, as far as the master and nephew know, none of the uncles and uncles who took this task in the past completed this task within half a year, and they all dragged it out for more than a year! Ran Qixi couldn't see Han Ming's mood swings, so he simply stopped looking, but tried to be respectful.

"You know so much, then you should know which direction the Fire Underworld Pool is, just go over there, the sooner you arrive, the sooner you can come back, I have a few other tasks to perform!" Han Ming replied softly, and continued to meditate, as if he didn't care at all about what Ran Qixi said about the Fire Pool.

Looking at Han Ming's paralyzed face that had not changed for thousands of years, and he still looked obsessed, Ran Qi pouted with resentment, what she said before was in vain!

Ran Qixi pinched the magic trick and urged the milky white spirit boat to shoot away in one direction, and he actually wanted to see this Uncle Han eat deflated in the Fire Pool.

"Hmph, I don't understand the amorous feelings, facing a big beauty, but who does I show a cold face all day long?, how can I bear it, I deserve to cultivate this point or cultivate alone!" Ran Qixi stroked the long strand of hair that fell from his forehead, and glanced at Han Ming's eyes with even stronger resentment.

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A few days later, Han Ming and Ran Qi went to the Fire Pool.

This Fire Hellpool is really not quite big, but it can't be seen at a glance, of course, this is Ran Qixi can't see the edge, Han Ming's spiritual power can only feel more than a hundred zhang, what is outside more than a hundred zhang, he doesn't know at all.

With a slight lift of his foot, Han Ming kicked a small sandy plant at his feet into the crimson lake.

"Thorn!" There was a burst of green smoke, and the sand plant was suddenly scorched into a puddle of ashes by the violent fire spiritual power in the lake, floating on the surface of the water, and dissipating.

"This is the Fire Pool, the fire spirit power is indeed violent!" Han Ming muttered, then turned his head and instructed Ran Qixi lightly: "You wait here, I'll go down and try it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Ming propped up his body protection aura and threw himself straight into the crimson lake, only to splash a wave and disappear.

originally thought that this Uncle Han would come up in a quarter of an hour or two, but left and right, a quarter of an hour, two quarter of an hour, an hour, two hours passed, and Ran Qixi didn't see Uncle Han come up.

"Uncle Shi should have swam far away at the bottom of the lake, went ashore in other places, and dived again after resting!" Ran Qixi tilted his head and thought about it, so he comforted himself.

At this time, Han Ming did swim far away at the bottom of the lake, but he did not go ashore, but kept searching for the Dark Flower at the bottom of the lake, sweeping all the way over, and put all the Dark Flowers he encountered, no matter how big or small, into the storage bag.

The reason why this fire pool makes it impossible for monks in the foundation building period to stay for a long time is because there is a large amount of spiritual qi here, which can penetrate the monk's talisman shield and erode the physical body, but what Han Ming is not afraid of is the spiritual qi, in which he is like a fish in water.

An ordinary monk in the foundation building period can only stay at the bottom of the lake for about a quarter of an hour after diving once, and then he has to float ashore to meditate and cultivate to recover his mana, but as long as he resists the fire spiritual power at the bottom of the lake, he doesn't need to spend much mana at all, he dives once, and he can search at the bottom of the lake for a day or two!

With a wave of his robe, he plucked the two fiery red flowers that bloomed on the head of a bear-shaped bone, and Han Ming smiled with satisfaction.

This fiery red flower is the dark flower, the growth environment is quite special, not only needs a large number of dead bones, but also needs a strong fire spirit power and spirit qi, the three conditions are indispensable, the only known place of origin is this fire pool!

The name of the dark flower is flower, and it also looks like a flower, but it is not a plant, but a kind of crystalline substance produced by fire spiritual power and death spirit essence and the spirit qi of the underworld under the action of a complex environment.

During the four-year alchemy process, Han Ming had planned to buy some, but the price was a little expensive, and then he thought that what he was refining was all pills from the Qi cultivation period, and it would be overkill and somewhat worthless to use these Netherworld Flowers, so he was temporarily stranded, and now he came to this Fire Netherworld Pool that produces Netherworld Flowers, but it is just enough to collect more!

Han Ming went down to the lake to pick the Netherworld Flowers, Ran Qixi contacted the time it took for the monks in the foundation building period to collect the Netherworld Flowers in the past, she did not stand by the lake and wait, but found a stone wall, used magic tools to open a small cave, and lived in it temporarily.

The fire spiritual power by the lake is very violent and cannot be absorbed directly, but the fire spiritual power that is a little farther away is quite peaceful, and it can still be done by forcibly refining it with a great consummation of qi cultivation, but the speed of cultivation naturally cannot be compared with that in the sect!

Ran Qixi had already prepared the idea of staying here for a year and a half, but after only a month, a cyan figure rushed out of the red lake, like a Dapeng bird, and landed on the shore easily under the surface of the lake.

Ran Qixi walked out of the cave and was about to relax, when he immediately saw Han Mingfei, who was wearing a green robe, and flew closer, his face suddenly burst into surprise, and he just subconsciously handed over, "Uncle Han!"

"Let's go, return to the sect!" Han Ming's words were simple and clear.

"Returning to the sect?" Ran Qixi was very surprised by Han Ming's words, and couldn't understand it at all, how could he return to the sect in only a month!

Looking Han Ming up and down, Ran Qixi's mind flashed with inspiration, as if he realized something, he didn't dare to slack off at all, waved his hand and released the flying spirit weapon, carrying Han Ming back along the way he came.

Along the way, Ran Qixi honestly shrank aside and didn't say anything, as if he was afraid of touching this Uncle Han's mold.

It's just a month's time, Ran Qixi doesn't think that this Uncle Han can collect enough Netherworld Flowers, she guesses that this Uncle Han thinks this task is too difficult, and now she is ready to return to the sect to return the task!

"Hmph, let you not listen to persuasion before, and now you have wasted more than a month in vain!" Ran Qixi had a little pride in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, this Uncle Han looked fine now, but he must feel uncomfortable in his heart, in case she saw that she was not pleasing to the eye and took her out of anger, she had no choice but to passively accept it.

Ran Qixi's silence made Han Ming surprised, this is not like the style of this Ran nephew, isn't this Ran nephew usually as close as possible, how can he be silent along the way, and he won't say a word. It's rare that he is in a good mood and has gained a lot, if this Senior Ran's nephew says a few more sweet words, as soon as he is happy, maybe he will give a small reward, not to mention anything else, there are still the remaining Qi cultivation period pills that he used before!

Han Ming shook his head slightly, no longer paying attention to Ran Qixi, and meditated quietly.

Returning to the deacon hall of the sect, Han Ming found the deacon on duty, this deacon was not the half-hundred-year-old man before, but a white-faced middle-aged man who was only in his thirties, and his cultivation was in the early stage of foundation building.

Han Ming succinctly explained that he was here to hand over the task!

When the white-faced middle-aged man heard that Han Ming was going to hand over the Netherworld Flower, his face was suddenly full of surprise, and he asked in disbelief: "Senior brother is actually here to hand over the task of the Netherworld Flower!" He looked at the middle-aged man in his thirties, but naturally asked Han Ming to look at a young man who was only twenty-one or twelve years old as a senior brother, this scene was quite weird!

This middle-aged man was really surprised, no one took the initiative to receive this dark flower picking task for a long time, and the monks who have been forced to perform this task in recent years will be eleven months at the earliest!

"Senior brother, check it and see if it's a Netherworld Flower!" took out fifteen palm-sized Netherworld Flowers and placed them on a bone table, Han Ming had a faint smile on his face.

Looking at the fifteen small pitiful dark flowers, the white-faced middle-aged man's face twitched slightly, and then his face was full of weirdness: "It is indeed a dark flower, and it is exactly fifteen, Senior Brother Han has completed the task, but why are these dark flowers picked by Senior Brother so small, and some of them have not even grown flower bones!"

The Netherworld Flowers given by this Senior Brother Han turned out to be all just formed, and none of them bloomed, so they could only be reluctantly used as medicine!

"As luck would have it, Senior Brother found a small hole at the bottom of the lake, and when he dived into it, he found fourteen Phantom Flowers that took shape, and he searched outside for more than half a month to find another one, but he didn't expect it to be a young plant, and in the end, he could only bring back all the fifteen plants!" Han Ming explained casually, not caring if the deacon believed it or not.

"Senior Brother Han's good luck is really enviable, the impossible task that ordinary senior brothers don't spend a year and a half on, but here Senior Brother Han, it is completed in a month!" The white-faced middle-aged man was full of envy, thought about it slightly, and then added: "Then I don't know if Senior Brother Han still has any extra Dark Flowers, Senior Brother is willing to buy it at a high price, how about a price higher than the purchase price of the sect!"

Han Ming's brows frowned slightly when he heard this, and he sneered in his heart, this person is not a fool for him, the task of picking Netherflower is mandatory, the value of the sect's acquisition is a little lower, and the Netherflower is in short supply, if it is circulated, the real transaction price is two or three percent higher than the sect's purchase price It is easy, this junior brother's cultivation is not very good, but he has a lot of thoughts!

"No, Senior Brother still has a few tasks left to complete, so I won't stay longer, farewell!" Han Ming didn't have the idea of chatting with the white-faced middle-aged man, and turned around and walked behind him with a slight arch of his hand.

Before Han Ming had taken a few steps, the white-faced middle-aged man dared to step forward, and he grabbed Han Ming's arm regardless of his identity and said, "Senior Brother Han, slow down!"

Han Ming's brows suddenly frowned, and with a slight shake of his sleeve robe, the white-faced middle-aged man's arm was shaken down, and then he turned his head, and his tone was slightly cold: "No is no more, junior brother, is there anything else, do you want to search Han's storage bag!"

"No, no, no, the junior brother stopped Senior Brother Han not for the sake of the dark flower, this flower will be talked about later, the junior brother stopped the senior brother, just to ask what the relationship between the senior brother and my quasi-double holiday partner is!" The white-faced middle-aged man held one hand behind his back, looking at Ran Qixi, who was not far away, with a nervous face.

Han Ming turned his head to face Ran Qixi, no wonder Ran Qixi had been extremely uncomfortable since the white-faced middle-aged man came out, his eyes glanced at the white-faced middle-aged man from time to time, they seemed to be really in trouble before. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?