"How can this be, I'm not a person who takes advantage of it, nor am I a person who wants to repay favors, I just took action to protect myself before, and I can be regarded as defending you? Besides, my next task is to escort you, this is a matter of duty, so one yard is one yard, you just need to exchange it for some bamboo spirit rice seeds!" Han Zaixin said, he didn't think about taking advantage of anyone, as a sword cultivator, it can be regarded as a kind of arrogance rather than bending!

"The seniors have a noble temperament, and the juniors admire them!" Su Ran, the eldest son of the Su clan, replied respectfully, he was slightly disappointed in his heart, this senior seemed to be unwilling to be restrained, and such a kind friendship could not move him! Looking at Han Zaixin's young and excessive face, the childishness that had not yet faded, he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart: if this senior is not really good-looking, then he is a ruthless person, and it is not a secret that he is reborn among monks.

"Su Yan, you go and get a bag of bamboo spirit rice seeds!" Su Ran commanded to a young man beside him.

"Okay, uncle!" Su Yan bowed down and took the order, and after a while, a bag was carried by him in his hand and came to the side of the road!

"This is the bamboo spirit rice that the predecessors need, although it is not the best seed that can yield 10,000 catties per mu, but it is also a second-level seed that can produce 8,000 catties per mu, and it is also the best seed that my Su clan can come up with, I hope the seniors will not dislike it!" Su Ran held the bag in front of Han Zaixin with both hands.

"Han Mou thanked me here! I can't use these magic weapons, so I'll exchange them!" Han Zaixin said. He sent a war knife, a long whip, and a pearl hairpin that had already been taken out to Su Ran.

"Senior, the bamboo spirit rice is just the most basic spiritual seed in the cultivation world, how can it be worth these magic weapons?" Su Ran can also be regarded as a person who knows the goods, and the three magic weapons sent by Han Zaixin are not the best, but they can be regarded as mid-to-upper quality. As a monk, in addition to one's own cultivation, one needs a magic weapon, and with the right treasure, you can exert one hundred and two percent of your own cultivation, or even more. This is the second life of the monk.

In the cultivation world, there are not only sword cultivators, but also many monks who use the rest of the blades, but except for sword cultivators, most of the rest of the monks use whatever magic weapons they like, and they are not as systematic as sword cultivation, and there are not so many formulas for people to choose from. Therefore, it is not so strong, but it is also the most popular type of monk in the cultivation world. Because there are only a few schools that use swords, the famous sword sect will attract junior monks who have just entered the cultivation world and want to use swords. As a result, there won't be many sword cultivators who have fallen into casual cultivation.

"Let you take it, you just take it, what is this?" Han Zai said unhappily, in his opinion, everything is valued by itself, this point is whether it is useful to him, these magic weapons in his hands have no effect except to occupy space in the storage bag. And he does not lack cultivation resources, which is considered a high-level treatment within the Sword Sect. Because the Sect Leader and the Supreme Elder gave him the green light, he would not bother with cultivation resources, and the value of these magic weapons to him was limited.

But the bamboo spirit rice is different, take it home, let the parents plant it, then their family can grow the spirit rice, this thing is a hot commodity, he has been to the Sword Sect for so many years, and only during the New Year's festival will there be such a meal, and after arriving at the inner door, only the fifteenth party will serve such a meal made of spirit rice. It can be seen what kind of value something like bamboo lingmi will be in his hometown.

With this thing, he can make his parents live a good life, and even become a local big landlord! With his current status, it is not difficult to achieve such an effect, as long as he is willing! For the sake of his parents, Han Zaixin will not blink an eye!

Of course, all this is another situation in Su Ran's eyes, he didn't even look at these magic weapons with good quality, this senior's cultivation was definitely beyond his own uncle! Because he didn't see Su Ji, who was at the peak of the True Martial Realm, when he didn't look down on magic weapons, a monk with family ties would always have another title in the non-cultivation world--Washing Gopher.

For the sake of the descendants of the family, these people can use all methods to fight for all the cultivation resources that can be caught! Therefore, on the battlefield with them, all the things left behind after the battle will be collected and cleaned, as if they have been looted.

After resting for half an hour, the true yuan in Han Zaixin's body finally returned to the right track under his silent pranayama, but he didn't know what level he was at now, because according to the amount of true yuan in his body, as well as the true yuan path he was running now, it belonged to the fifth realm of the qi cultivation period.

However, the tendons and veins in Han Zaixin's body, the trick points, under the previous loss of control of the true element, as well as the invasion of the blood shadow secret technique, and the reversal of the soul deity Nirvana Divine Fire, all of them were all opened, and at this time, he could change the route of his luck at will, no matter which meridian he was from, or which trick point he was in, he could independently control the true element in his body.

Therefore, Han Zaixin could run the fifth level of the "Mixed Yuan Jue" at this time, and operate according to the route of the fifth level of the Qi training period. However, he can also be converted into the sixfold exercise route of qi cultivation at any time, and even the path of the great consummation of qi cultivation period will not have the slightest hindrance in the process of his true element circulation.

"These corpses have been disposed of now!" Han Zaixin said loudly, these corpses were killed by the last secret technique of the blood shadow, and the death form can be described as strange and abnormal, the whole body is purple and black, forming patches like corpse spots. And the ground around him bears the traces of his battle, the deep ravine, the pitch-black charred earth, the bushes on the roadside, and even the countless large trees that have fallen.

Of course, this is not Han Zaixin's original intention to clean them up, what he thinks is very simple, that is, to clean up and make it easier for people passing by here to walk in the future. Such a thought was the simplest quality that his father had taught him, not to cause distress to others because of his own faults. This is also a bottom line that Han Zaixin abides by.

"Okay!" Without the slightest hesitation, the clansmen of the Su clan and more than ten disciples of the Sword Sect began to move, although none of them were in the best condition, but these people were all cultivated, and each of them was a strong man, and they were all good at washing the floor. The ravines in the ground were compacted with loess from the roadside, and then paved with stones on the roadside, and the fallen trees were moved aside by them and piled up into a pile of logs. And the corpses, the deep pit left by the digging of the earth, became their final destination.

"Okay, let's get on the road!" Han Zaixin unconsciously had absolute authority in the team, of course, this was all based on the fact that the rest of the people thought that he was a hidden master, and no one expected that this big master was actually a grass bird with five levels of qi training. Of course, Han Zaixin will not directly tell his cultivation level, and those who walk around in the cultivation world will not expose their cultivation, and there will be no shortage of people who do not work hard anywhere. There are always a few points left in the hole cards, and the person who has a heart for anyone is often the fastest to die.

The group set out on the road again, without the initial leisurely mood, everyone knew the cruelty of cultivation, today they are still high monks, and tomorrow they may be the flower fertilizer absorbed by the weeds on the roadside.

One or two of them pulled a carriage, and although it was difficult for them to walk, they did not stop. Walking towards the distant mountain road, the female dependents also got out of the car and followed the team, the current situation is obviously not the time to take into account the inconvenience of showing up.

The mountain road is rugged and there seems to be no end in sight towards the distance. Han Zaixin walked in the middle of the team, step by step, without the slightest use of True Yuan for blessing, and there was a burst of pulling force from the carriage behind him, making every step he took very heavy. But it made him feel a feeling that he had never felt before.

In the past, at home, I was the treasure in the palm of my parents, holding it in the palm of my hand and caring for it. When I arrived at the Sword Sect, I relied on myself, but I only needed to solve three meals a day and a bed. Where will you have the experience of pulling a cart?

Now the strength coming from his shoulders made him feel how difficult it is for an ordinary person to survive. He seemed to feel more aware of why his father's hands on the top of his head were so rough, and why his waist, which was as tall as a mountain, was always rickety!

"Mortals without strength can only use their own bodies to fight against the fate that cannot be resisted, their lives are just decades, everyone is so ordinary, without the slightest strength, but it makes people feel an indescribable power contained!" Han Zai carefully realized. He had experienced it in the illusion of the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, but it was just like a hologram, although the sense of substitution was very strong, but it was not as real as it was now.

Gradually, he felt that his body became heavy, and every step required great perseverance to take it, and every step had to be squeezed out with the strength of his whole body! The car behind him seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, pulling his body, and the initial hundreds of catties had now become thousands of catties. The legs also became numb and sore.

At this moment, he still insisted and did not use the true element in his body, because in this case, he felt the difference between the life of ordinary people and what he imagined! As a monk, in fact, he was no different from ordinary people, they all had such and such sad things, but the focus of their sadness was different.

As the sun set, Han Zai's back was soaked with sweat, and he finally realized some truths: The reason why people are human beings is because of the pressure they are carrying, whether it is ordinary people running around and toiling for life, or monks constantly pursuing for becoming stronger and immortal, it is a kind of pursuit to make one's life better! This kind of pursuit is not satisfied with life, and unremitting slackness in cultivation.

Even if every step is so difficult, as long as you keep going, you will definitely be able to achieve a fierce achievement that is hard for you to believe! An ordinary person can have children and grandchildren around his knees, can start from scratch to a family with a lot of money, or can go from a white man to a very good minister. As long as a monk persists, as long as he has a goal and motivation, then no matter how many difficulties there are on the road, he can grit his teeth and overcome them, and he can get through!