When the battle ended, Xiao Han left the martial arts arena early, his body was already overwhelmed at this time, the previous fierce battle with the three flame tigers consumed a lot of Xiao Han's spiritual power, not to mention, he had just entered the middle stage of the spirit realm, and his spiritual power was not very stable, and then he fought with that Fang Lie, and his mind and energy probably reached the limit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Supporting his tired body, Xiao Han swept towards the mountain behind the Dao Gate again, his house had been burned down by Fang Lie, so the current Xiao Han could be said to have nothing but the bag of spirit stones behind him.

Thinking of today's battle with Fang Lie, Xiao Han's eyes also had a hint of luck in his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that he immediately decided to turn the spirit wheel ghost fire he cultivated into a protective shield in time, I'm afraid that he would be the one lying in the martial arts arena now.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Han's footsteps couldn't help but stop, and he landed on a big tree steadily, and then sat down with his back against the big tree, and slowly closed his eyes.

As far as Xiao Han knew, the Fengtian Decision he cultivated was the Zhen Clan Spiritual Decision of his mother's clan, which belonged to the instantaneous body flow exercise, relying on the spiritual fire condensed outside the body, and then achieving the rapid movement of the body.

Secondly, Xiao Han also knew that the only power of the spiritual fire outside that layer of the body was that it could cause damage to the monk's soul, and when he shot with the big man before, he used the spiritual wheel ghost fire, although he was the one who won in the end, but Xiao Han still knew that with his current spiritual power cultivation to cast the spirit wheel ghost fire, the lethality would not be too great.

However, what really confused Xiao Han was that when he made a move with that Fang Lie, he could obviously feel that when the giant palm slammed into the ghost fire shield, the power from the giant palm was weakened by at least half, and that kind of touch from the crisis in his heart made Xiao Han's senses become extremely acute, if he was not mistaken, the spirit wheel ghost fire condensed outside his body obviously had the effect of weakening spiritual power.

Xiao Han sighed silently, then held his breath and began to recover his spiritual power, frankly speaking, whether it was the rune flying blade or the spirit wheel ghost fire, further exploration was needed.

After a long while, Xiao Han let out a long sigh of relief, then his eyes opened slightly, glanced back, looked at the bag of spirit stones, and muttered, "It's time to redeem the storage ring." ”

Ten years ago, when Xiao Han first came to Taiyi Daomen, he was forced to make a living, so he gave his storage ring to the Daomen "Linglong Pavilion", and made a promise that as long as he had enough spirit stones, he would redeem it, but now, he has a thousand lower-grade spirit stones in his hands, no matter what, it is the only thing his father left him, therefore, Xiao Han still wants to get it back.

Linglong Pavilion is a place where Taiyi Daomen specializes in selling or pawning spiritual weapons, where various heavenly treasures and elixirs are collected, as long as the monks of Taiyi Daomen can trade.

At the beginning, Xiao Han, when he first entered the Taiyi Dao Gate, still had injuries on his body, and he needed a large amount of elixir to warm his body, but how could he carry the spirit stone with him when he left in a hurry, so he had to give the storage ring to Linglong Pavilion at the price of thirty spirit stones, in exchange for the spirit stone to save his life.

Thinking about his thoughts at the time, Xiao Han couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was a spiritual weapon from the Longyuan clan, and his father passed it to him as a family heirloom, but he didn't think about it, he only used it as a thirty spirit stones, if Xiao Han's father knew, I am afraid he would be furious.

After simply tidying up the shabby long sleeves, Xiao Han rushed towards the stream not far away, after all, if you want to go to a place like Linglong Pavilion, you should also pay attention to your appearance.

The clear stream rippled in the breeze, and after a while, there were ripples, quiet waves, cascading and undulating, constantly replacing the mirror, and under the reflection, the cold and handsome face was reflected on the water in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Han glanced down, although there was still a trace of immaturity on his face, but the angular facial features had already been formed, ten years had passed in a hurry, he was no longer the timid and afraid child, maybe in the near future, he would return to Longyuan again, but at that time, Xiao Han was sure that the three old guys should give themselves a reasonable explanation.

A slight trace of sadness surged through his eyes, and after a long period of silence, Xiao Han washed his face in the floating water, and then galloped away in the direction of the Linglong Pavilion.

Linglong Pavilion, located on the peak between the three veins, Xiao Han came to the foot of the mountain, looking at it from a distance, the majestic breath suddenly surged, only to see that on the top of the peak, there are three splendid pavilions, Xiao Han also knows, the larger pavilion in the middle of the three is the main pavilion, and the two next to it are auxiliary pavilions, and Xiao Han is going to the auxiliary pavilion on the left.

Without hesitation, Xiao Han took a step and swept towards the left side of the peak, until he came to the front, Xiao Han found that the momentum of this auxiliary pavilion was not weak, compared to the ancient pavilion ten years ago, it was obviously the one in front of him that could better reflect the heritage of the Daomen.

Xiao Han tidied up his sleeves again, and then walked in with a step.

In the main hall, people came and went, judging from the clothes worn by those people, the disciples in the three veins appeared, Xiao Han glanced around, almost half of the monks were trading spiritual weapons, pills.

The noisy voices are endless, Xiao Han is also impatient, for these places where there are many people, there is always an indescribable irritability on his face, obviously, the cold and handsome young man is not good at communicating with people.

Xiao Han hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the front desk, where there was a middle-aged man with a beard, after ten years, Xiao Han still had a trace of memory in his impression.

Walking forward, the middle-aged man knocked on an abacus that shone with golden light, Xiao Han's eyes condensed, and then he couldn't help but exclaim, what the man in the man's hand turned out to be a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which means that the man in front of him has stepped into the foundation building realm.

Xiao Han's arrival didn't seem to attract the attention of the middle-aged man, after all, the outfit on his body was too shabby.

Xiao Han lowered his head, then took a step forward, and said respectfully: "Disciple Xiao Han, come to redeem the storage ring ten years ago, and bother the senior brother" After that, Xiao Han's hand put down two lower grade spirit stones towards the counter.

"Oh, I remember you, you are the child who came to exchange for the elixir ten years ago, I didn't expect that you would grow so big", the middle-aged man's eyes swept over the two lower-grade spirit stones, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said.

"Senior brother has a good memory, when the junior brother was seriously ill, he had to give out the storage ring left by his father, and today the junior brother came to redeem the storage ring, after all, it was the only relic left to me by my father, although it was not valuable, but there was a feeling of longing, and I hope that the senior brother Haihan. Xiao Han said with a sincere face and true feelings.

When the middle-aged man heard this, a look of pity immediately appeared on his face, and then he sighed: "Senior brother, you begged me that day, as long as you have a spirit stone, come to redeem this storage ring, although I agreed to your request and did not trade this storage ring, but this Linglong Pavilion also has rules, but if a monk wants to redeem the pawned items, he will have to pay two to three times the price, just junior brother?" The middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Han's shabby clothes, and then covered his head and said nothing.

"Senior brother smiled, Xiao Han naturally understood, I pawned thirty spirit stones for the storage ring that day, I don't know how many spirit stones Xiao Han should pay to redeem it according to my senior brother's high opinion?" Xiao Han said with a smile, in the face of this guy's blackmail, he had no way at all.

"Well, as long as the junior brother can take out seventy spirit stones, this storage ring can be returned immediately. The middle-aged man said lightly, his tone was slightly too high, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the money bag in Xiao Han's hand.

"Okay", Xiao Han didn't hesitate, he immediately agreed, and casually opened the money bag and scattered seventy spirit stones.

Seeing this, the smile on the middle-aged man's face emerged, and he looked at Xiao Han with a look of satisfaction, and then said: "Senior brother, this is a fortune, wait a minute, senior brother, I will go and retrieve your belongings." ”

The middle-aged man immediately turned around and cast a spell on a large stone tablet behind him, and then, a storage ring that exuded an ancient aura rushed out.

Xiao Han's eyes flickered, and a touch of joy appeared on his face, and then he held the storage ring in the palm of his hand, and then said, "Thank you, senior brother, for making it complete." ”

The middle-aged man subconsciously took back all the spirit stones on the stage, and the smile on his face became even stronger, like Xiao Han's kind of business, he has done a lot, as long as the person who comes to pawn is not a valuable object, he will choose to keep it intact, as long as it is redeemed again, he can knock it hard.

Looking at the middle-aged man's expression, Xiao Han naturally understood the cattiness, but it was inconvenient for him to break it, and after giving another salute, Xiao Han walked out of the Linglong Pavilion with steps, and the middle-aged man's voice still echoed behind him, "Senior brother, you have to come again."

Xiao Han, who walked out of the pavilion, didn't stop, just glanced at the money bag on his waist, and couldn't help but be glad that he only brought a hundred spirit stones, and then attacked towards the familiar woods.

The next moment, when Xiao Han arrived at his destination, he put all the hidden spirit stones into the storage ring.

Thinking that tomorrow was going to really enter the dark prison, Xiao Han's eyes still had a trace of anticipation.