Lu Weihan had already thought of a way and said: "There are three methods, one is to buy them in Xiandu, the second is that you are cheeky to go to Taihua Mountain to borrow a few, and the third is to practice by yourself." ”

"You also know the Immortal Capital?" Han Sanbao questioned.

Lu Weihan glanced at Qiu Yixuan, "Yixuan's little girl, what can you hide from me?"

"That's right. ”

Han Sanbao nodded, remembering Baili Haoran's terrifyingly hidden attributes, and immediately said: "Just go to Taihua Mountain, even if I am willing to pull down my face, Baili stingy may not be willing to borrow it......; It's a clear road, but we only know the name of Xiandu, and we don't even know which mountain it is, how to buy it?"

Lu Weihan nodded and said, "So, I have to practice by myself." Fortunately, Yi Xuan has a talent for alchemy, and if the materials are sufficient, it will only be a matter of three or two days. Now that the red gold coal has been found, it is also good news. You go to Chilian Mountain to explore the truth first, and then I will make detailed plans. ”

"Good. ”

Han Sanbao is now in the early stage of Jindan, and he can fly with a sword and travel thousands of miles a day.

It's just that he can't bring people for the time being, so he can only leave a few women behind and hurriedly rush to the northwest.

After more than two months, he has become completely accustomed to the flying of the sword, standing above the sword bone boss, and he is steady.

The green hills at the foot are like silk, and the rivers are like silk.

It's not a day.

He only knew that Chilian Mountain was in the northwest, but he didn't know the specific distance and location, and he kept quietly falling on the side of the road along the way, asking passers-by.

After three days of travel, he finally found out the specific whereabouts of Chi Lianshan, and hurried to the sword.

Chilian Mountain, originally a gold mine, was the imperial mining mountain of the Great Shang Dynasty.

After the gold mine was exhausted, red gold coal and a small amount of spirit stones were found in the depths, and then they were taken over by the Xuanji Pavilion of the Great Sect of Xiuzhen.

After more than ten years of mining, the mine has been abandoned for a long time.

What a mountain.

It is ten thousand feet high, the front is sharpened and chiseled, and it is a vertical face, and the black caves are like the eyes of a thousand-eyed giant.

On the back, it connects to the endless mountains, falling and undulating, and I don't know where it extends.

The whole mountain is like a dragon lying dormant on the ground, the flat face is like the head of a dragon, and the mountain behind it is the entire dragon body.

At the foot of the mountain, it was originally a rather prosperous town, but at this time it has long been deserted, the wooden houses have collapsed, and the barren grass is overgrown, showing the color of decadence.

It's getting late.

Han Sanbao's imperial sword fell on the streets of the town, planning to find a sheltered place to rest for the night, and then enter the mountain tomorrow to find out if there was any red gold coal.

This mountain, since it has been extensively mined by the Xuanji Pavilion, there must not be anything left, and even if there is, it is a leftover from the Xuanji Pavilion.

Han Sanbao came here precisely for these leftovers.

His requirements are not high, as long as he finds enough red gold coal to refine a furnace of Zhuji Dan, he will be satisfied, and the rest will be slowly managed in the future.

On the streets of the town, the grass is green, waist-high, and the mountain breeze is blowing, as if the local host who welcomes the guests from afar, constantly lowering his waist and lowering his eyebrows.

In the northwest of the town, a mine road can be seen extending obliquely for more than ten miles, plunging into the foot of the mountain like a dragon drilling into the ground.

That's where Han Sanbao enters the mine tomorrow.

The mountains are high and the twilight is heavy, and the twilight of the remnant sun is blocked by the mountains, and the whole town is plunged into darkness.

Han Sanbao looked around and found that there was only one brick-walled house in the middle of the town, barely intact, and white smoke continued to rise from the ruined roof, rising into the air and disappearing.

Han Sanbao said suspiciously: "This place has been abandoned for a long time, who is making a fire here to make food? Could it be that he also wants to pick up the leak like me? That is also a fellow practitioner, let's go and take a look." ”

With that, he pushed aside the waist-length weeds and walked down the broken street to the outside of the house.

Before he could get closer, he heard a conversation coming from inside.

"Speaking of which, since the opening of the Lingbao True Immortal Mountain forty years ago, our Hongxian Sect has broadcast the immortal law, promoted the immortal way, blessed the people, and countless believers, and the monthly incense money is already an astronomical amount, why do you want to send me here to pick up the relics?"

"The Seven Elders are well-informed by the will of heaven, the law and the Great Luo, the gods cover the golden immortals, how can the immortal intent be figured out by mortal fathers and sons? ”

"The Seven Elders are indeed powerful. It's just that we've been searching here for five days, and we haven't even seen a single spirit stone, so we only have some worthless red gold coal. What exactly are we looking for?"

When Han Sanbao heard this, his heart moved.

Along the way, passing through several towns, he rested at the inn, and listened to the most talked about by the guests from all over the world.

Driven by curiosity, I asked a few people.

Everyone said that the Hongxian Sect was the number one immortal sect in the Great Shang Dynasty, the sect leader Lingbao Zhenren was an immortal, and the seven elders under his command were also powerful.

In all towns of the Great Shang Dynasty, almost all of them had Hongxian Sect rudders, and more than half of the people were Hongxian Sect believers.

Han Sanbao was puzzled at that time.

He had heard most of the great sects of cultivation in this realm, but he had never heard of the Hongxian Sect.

Secretly thinking is probably because it has not been rising for a long time, after all, it has only been more than forty years, and it has not yet spread in the cultivation realm.

So far, I didn't think much about it, but I didn't expect to meet the Hongxian Sect here.

Quietly walked outside the wall, looking through the broken window.

A dozen or so people gathered around a roaring bonfire.

There is an iron shelf on the bonfire, and a large cauldron hangs on the iron shelf, and a large pot of flesh and bones is boiling with a large pot of flesh and bones, and the aroma is permeating.

There were thirteen people in the room, all dressed in gray robes, all of whom were not very old, the oldest of whom was only about thirty, and the youngest of whom was in his early twenties.

The people gathered together to eat meat and drink wine in large bowls.

After they discussed a few words about the Hongxian Sect, they changed the topic, mostly some vulgar topics, and omitted them.

Han Sanbao listened for a while, and then he had a plan in his heart.

At that moment, I found another room to rest and spend the night, and the next day I didn't go out all day.

And more than ten people from the Hongxian Sect entered the mine early in the morning, until sunset, everyone carried a small black cloth bag in their hands, and they looked heavy.

Han Sanbao hid in the dark, and when he saw the more than ten heavy cloth bags, he almost couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

He was a little thief, and he wasn't a good person.

Although at this time, when Xuanzong stepped on the road of cultivation, he should cultivate himself and be a righteous and immortal little ancestor, but occasionally covering his face and doing things that only a thief can do, he will not have any psychological burden.

More than a dozen people walked into the town talking and laughing, completely unaware of the fact that they were hiding in the shadows, with a pair of thief eyes flashing.

Han Sanbao tore off the corner of his clothes to cover his face, suddenly jumped out of his hiding place, and shouted: "Stop! I opened this road, I planted this tree, if you want to pass from here, leave a cloth bag." ”

More than a dozen Hongxian disciples were really a little stunned when they saw that his face was covered with rags, and he was holding an iron bar in his hand that was not like a sword, and he seemed to be shouting slogans in a similar manner.

Not to mention that the Hongxian Sect is deeply loved by all the people, even the ferocious Green Forest Avenue and the murderous demon are also educated by Lingbao Zhenren, and they all put down the butcher's knife in front of his Hongxian Sect and worship sincerely.

Let's say that this place has been abandoned for a long time, and I won't see a single person for a few years, why hasn't this stupid thief been starved to death here?

Besides, there are thirteen of them in total, and all of them are devout disciples of the Hongxian Sect, and they are all protected by the Supreme Immortal Law of Lingbao Zhenren, and all of them are strong and strong.

This stupid thief is alone, and he dares to jump out and rob them?

Also...... Too eyeless, right?

Such a stupid thief, I really don't know why he has survived until now.

Among the thirteen, the eldest deliberately tilted his head and pricked up his ears, and asked, "What did you just say?"

Yu Zhong laughed, not nervous and scared at all when he was robbed, looking at Han Sanbao, but as if he was watching a joke.

How could Han Sanbao be ridiculed and teased by them?

Flying up and kicking out, he directly kicked the speaker out, snatched the black cloth bag in his hand, weighed it up and down a few times, and it seemed that there were a lot of treasures in it.

Immediately, his heart moved, put it in the green bracelet, hooked his fingers towards the stunned people, and sneered: "Your ears are not good, and your eyes are not broken, right? ”

More than a dozen people looked at each other.

On everyone's forehead, a bead of sweat rolled down silently.

The person who was kicked away, named Liu Yu, is a small leader of more than ten people.

Before entering the Hongxian Sect, Liu Yu was already well-known in the rivers and lakes, and he inherited the famous master of eagle claw skills with one hand, and his strength was thousands, and I don't know how many ignorant people were planted in his hands.

Such a master, but he was kicked away, and he didn't even snort, and he fainted to the ground very simply.

This stupid thief has such terrifying strength, could it be that he is a master of the yellow list?