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One of them has a four-storey exquisite attic, in the center of the city, in front of the four-storey attic, there is a gate, one or two zhang high, and a large plaque hangs above the gate, which reads:

Uncle Han's Hundred Treasure Pavilion

Six big words!

There were four people in front of the gate, namely Han Zixie, Ma Yu, Ruhua and an old man.

"Han Gongzi, this is the shop you asked me to find for you, and it is also a plaque made according to your requirements, are you still satisfied?" The old man beside Han Zixi said respectfully to Han Zixie.

"Hehe, yes, Uncle Ma, what do you think?" Han Zixie showed a very satisfied smile on his face, and he was even more excited in his heart, and turned his head to ask Ma Yu.

"Uh, that's it, that's it!" Ma Yu felt a little headache, and when he saw the words of Uncle Han's Baibao Pavilion, he really couldn't cry or laugh!

"Hee-hee, I think it's good, too. ”

"Uncle Ma, then I'll leave it to you here. Han Zixie said to Ma Yu.

"Don't worry, wrap it around me, you just wait to sit and collect the spirit wood!" Ma Yu smiled at Han Zixie.

"Hahaha, Sister Ruhua, you will help the Dali store here in the future, and the bookkeeping will be handed over to you. Han Zixi laughed and said to Ruhua.

"Thanks to the care of the son, Ruhua will definitely live up to the trust of the son. Ru Hua bowed slightly to Han Zixie, with gratitude in her eyes.

"Uncle Ma, when the time comes, you can inform me again when the store opens in the future, because it's about to be a little monk competition, and I want to concentrate on cultivation. Han Zixie said to Ma Yu again.

"Well, don't worry about cultivating, everything has me. ”

In the clouds and mist shrouded in Laoling Mountain, Feng Qianmu stepped on the big sword, and behind him, Han Zixi was also there, flying towards the top of Laoling Mountain.

Although Han Zixi has been to Laoling Mountain several times, he has been in a coma every time, and it is the first time for Han Zixi to go to Laoling Mountain like this.

With Han Zixie's cultivation at this time, wanting to go up to the mountain is like climbing to the sky, even the monks in the early stage of the realm of ordinary monks in Xianyin Village cannot climb down the mountain, at least in the middle of the realm of monks.

Because there is coercion on the mountain of Luling, the higher it goes, the greater the coercion, and ordinary monks cannot resist at all, let alone minor monks.

Because of the wind, Han Zixie resisted the coercion of Laoling Mountain, and Han Zixie felt very little here.

Han Zixie's mood was surging, it was not that he didn't think about going up to Luling Mountain, but he had been on it countless times, and every time he arrived at a thousand zhang, it was difficult to move an inch, and the farthest one was 1,200 zhang, and then he was discovered by the patrolling Tanglin guards and drove him down the mountain.

Looking at the layers of clouds and mist in front of him, Han Zixie's eyes were as bright as stars, and his eyes were full of expectation and excitement.

It didn't take long for Feng Qianmu to take Han Zixi to the top of the clouds, and a huge white jade gate with a height of dozens of zhang and a carved fence appeared in Han Zixie's eyes, and a huge blue stone plaque with gold and jade was hung on the top of the gate.

On the stone plaque, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing are engraved with three big characters, exuding bursts of cold coercion, full of domineering meaning:

Nanxian Gate

Feng Qianmu and Han Zixi flew out of the clouds and mist and came to the Nanxian Gate, the big sword under their feet scattered and disappeared.

"Wow! Oh my God! This is Nanxian Gate! It's so big, so majestic!"

Compared with Nanxian Gate, Han Zixie is like an ant, and Han Zixie has to walk many steps to go around a pillar, constantly smacking his tongue.

There are monks guarding in front of the Nanxian Gate, and each monk exudes a cultivation that belongs to the middle stage of the monk's realm, and when he saw Feng Qianmu coming, he just hugged his fist lightly at this Feng Qianmu and did not speak.

Walking through the Nanxian Gate, Han Zixi and Feng Qianmu walked through one square after another with Qionglou Yuyu, and also passed through a forest of spiritual fruits, and it took a few hours to reach the Lingxian Palace.

In fact, Feng Qianmu could have flown away with Han Zixie, but considering that Han Zixie had never seen the landscape on the top of Laoling Mountain and knew Han Zixie's character, he accompanied Han Zixiu on foot all the way.

In the secret room of the Lingxian Palace, the secret room hall is supported by pillars, and the ground is also inlaid with jade, which is very wide, and above the hall, there are Han Zixie, Feng Qianmu and the old man Xianyin, Xianyin's face is a little cautious, and Han Zixie is proud.

"Let's go!" Xian Yin's breathing was a little heavy, and it could be seen that he was still a little nervous.

Hearing this, Han Zixi stepped out, his face showed a sense of arrogance, and with a wave of his left hand, a pile of spirit trees more than one person tall fell to the ground in an uproar.

Although Feng Qianmu had seen Han Zixi release the spirit wood, he still couldn't help but shake his heart, and when he saw Han Zixi release the spirit wood, Xianyin's old eyes flashed, and there was essence in his eyes.

"This pile of spirit trees is enough to make a great monk. "Xianyin's hands trembled slightly, even Xianyin had never seen such a spirit wood.

This kind of spiritual wood has surpassed the best spiritual wood, and the general spiritual wood is produced in five kinds of trees, namely the Baifan tree that produces the lower grade spiritual wood, the green spirit tree that produces the middle grade spiritual wood, the golden spirit tree that produces the upper grade spiritual wood, the purple phase tree that produces the best spiritual wood, and the very rare Tianxing wood that can produce the best spiritual wood.

As for whether the Realm Spirit Tree can produce Spirit Wood, many people speculate that there is a great possibility, but the Realm Spirit Tree was occupied by the Lingyin Village thousands of years ago, and became the foundation of the Lingyin Village, and was worshiped by the people of the Lingyin Village.

However, now, the decline of the middle road of Xianyin Village, and the harvest of Lingmu in recent years has been unsatisfactory, which has made Xianyin Village fall into a predicament, and various crises may break out at any time, and there is not much left of the Tianxing Wood in Xianyin Village, and the planting requirements for Tianxing Wood are extremely high, and the survival rate is decreasing.

"Okay, by the way, Zixie, when you were digging the spirit tree, did there be any abnormalities in the realm spirit tree?" Xian Yin said three times in a row, and he could see that he was very excited.

As for the idea of fighting the Realm Spirit Tree, Xianyin Village will not do it until it is a last resort, this matter is too big, and the slightest mistake will lead to war, and it is very likely that Xianyin Village will cut off thousands of years of foundation here.

Now, since Han Zixie can use this method to resolve the crisis in the village without a single soldier, Xian Yin originally just had the attitude of giving it a try after hearing this, and did not have too many expectations for Han Zixie, because what Han Zixie had done in the village before, there was no place that could make people feel reliable.

It's just that I didn't expect that this is such an unreliable guy, and he can do such a thing related to the life and death of the village so perfectly, which Xian Yin could never have imagined in any case.

"Don't worry, I'm very cautious, I didn't dig all at once, but every once in a while, I was observing the Realm Spirit Tree for abnormalities at any time, and I would only do it if I made sure that nothing went wrong. Han Zixi smiled and patted his chest and assured Xian Yin.

"That's good, that's good, uh, can you only make a bunch of them at a time?" Xian Yin nodded slightly, looked at the spirit wood on the ground and said.

"Hee-hee, of course more than that. Han Zixi grinned, and waved his left hand again, one, two, three...... Appeared on the ground with a bang, and every time a pile appeared, Xianyin's breath was a little thicker, even Feng Qianmu.

"It's... It's five!" When Han Zixi released the fifth one, Xian Yin secretly felt in his heart that there should be no more, but he hoped that there would still be one.

"He said his storage bracelet was the size of a room, and there should be another one. Feng Qianmu's right eye also jumped.

"Hehe!" Han Zixi waved his hand again, seeing the expressions of Xianyin and Feng Qianmu, he was very satisfied, and the smugness in his eyes was undisguised.

Hehe, Uncle Han, I am really the most powerful, and I can actually make the tall Xianyin old man have such an expression.

Immediately after that, the sixth, the seventh...... When the tenth seat appeared, Han Zixi gave up and said that it was gone.

"How is it? Are you still satisfied?" In fact, it can be seen at a glance that he is not satisfied, but Han Zixie wants to ask, he just wants to hear the answers of the two of them.

"Satisfied, I didn't expect to be able to bring back so much at one time, and a few more times will be able to get the village through the difficulties. Xian Yin naturally could see Han Zixie's thoughts, but Xian Yin didn't care about this.

"It's going to take a few more times! this will delay my cultivation!" Han Zixie suddenly made an embarrassed look.

Hearing Han Zixie's words, Xianyin flicked his sleeves, and a bamboo slip appeared in Han Zixie's hand.

"This is a low-level immortal technique, and the peak of the little monk can perform a little bit or two. "The old man Xianyin, as the fifth Xianyin, is an old monster who has survived for thousands of years, how could he not see Han Zixie's careful thoughts.

"I need to go out and feel when I practice. ”

Xianyin waved his sleeves again, and a jade pendant appeared in Han Zixie's hand.

"This is the palm fairy jade, with this jade in hand, you can enter and leave the village at will, and even some of the Tanglin guards can be at your disposal. Xianyin said calmly.

Han Zixie felt the jade pendant in his hand, a trace of coldness came out of his palm, hearing Xianyin's words, Han Zixie's breathing was short, and even his eyes were faintly red, he could go out of the village freely, and he could mobilize Dongling Wei, what a glorious thing, if he didn't know his ancestors, otherwise Han Zixie would have the urge to go to worship, this is a matter of glory to his ancestors.

"If I am found during the mission, I will not feel at ease if my life is not guaranteed!" Han Zixi knew that this was an opportunity to ask for benefits, and if he didn't squeeze it hard, Han Zixi would be unwilling.

"This is the Eastern Emperor Bell, which is refined from the 10,000-year-old mysterious ore in the depths of the bottom of the Eastern Emperor Sea, refining this treasure, the Great Monk can't hurt you in the slightest. Xian Yin gritted his teeth, the Eastern Emperor Bell is also a treasure for Xian Yin.

"I..."

Han Zixie hadn't spoken yet, but was interrupted by Feng Qianmu.

"Do you want to kill yourself?"