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Chapter 136 The Yan Family

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    "I will continue to be with you too." Honglian Sanren was very straightforward.

    "Okay, okay! Brother Han, did you also make plans?" The Taoist asked Han Li again, looking very happy.

    Han Li hesitated when he heard this.

    Logically speaking, for a newcomer like him, continuing to follow this small group should be the best choice, but for some reason, he always feels that something is wrong, and it seems that if he really wants to do this, he will definitely regret it.

    "I'd better wait until after the trade fair is over before making a decision! There's no rush!" Han Li said with a smile, he decided to procrastinate first.

    "Huh!" Han Li's words were obviously beyond the expectations of others, and Qing Wen and others were a little stunned.

    "Brother Han, what are you hesitating about? Only when we are casual cultivators together can we not be bullied, not to mention that I can see through the stealing skills of the younger brother, the younger brother is very interested, and I want to learn more in the future!  "Wu Jiu pointed to some dissatisfaction.

    After hearing the young man's words, Han Li was not angry, but just smiled without saying a word.

    "Hehe, Brother Han didn't say that he would definitely not go on the road with us, but he just said that it is human nature to think about it!" Taoist Qing Wen hurriedly persuaded.

    "That's right, the words of Taoist Priest Qingwen are in my heart. I do have some unspeakable difficulties, so I have to be more cautious!" Han Li seemed to be very grateful for Taoist Priest Qingwen, revealing that he said it in his heart.  The look of going.

    "Well, that's my trouble!" The young man felt that he had become a different person inside and out, and was very unhappy.

    Taoist Priest Qingwen smiled helplessly, and secretly apologized to Han Li with an expression of an elder brother forgiving his stubborn brother.

    Han Li naturally wouldn't take this matter to heart.

    However, now that the matter has been resolved, everyone got up one after another, took their leave and went back.  Han Li also found an empty room on the second floor and settled down.

    On the second day, except for the monk and Han Li, everyone else walked out of the attic and went out of the stall together.

    At this time, the monk continued to chant Zen in the hall on the first floor, while Han Li stroked a dozen talisman papers with his fingers in the room, falling into deep thought.

    "This so-called low-level talisman paper has a light flashing on it. It is really different from ordinary secular talisman paper. It seems that either its raw material is special, or it needs some kind of magic to bless it." Han Li thought  road.

    Han Li took out this talisman paper, intending to practice the "spiritual concentration" he had learned before.  But it suddenly occurred to him that it seemed that the talisman paper alone was not enough to draw the talisman, and things like brushes and cinnabar were also needed.  And these two things seem to be sold at the stalls of immortal cultivators.  Could it be that these items can't be used as secular things, must they be specially made by immortal cultivators?

    Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't sit still in the room.  He decided to find the monk, since he was a novice cultivator anyway, so he couldn't hide it, so he might as well ask him directly.

    "The benefactor has a good idea. In order to successfully draw a talisman, in addition to the talisman paper that must be refined with special raw materials, it must also be made with cinnabar made from the blood of monsters that contain spiritual energy. As for the pen, it depends on the situation!  Monk Kusang said calmly after listening to Han Li's question.

    "Master Kusang, what do you mean depends on the situation?" Han Li sat cross-legged opposite the monk and asked seriously, without any embarrassment.

    "The pens we cultivators use to draw talismans, in addition to the brushes made from the spirit hairs of monsters and beasts, we can also use some charcoal pens such as genius treasures to make talismans. These can increase the success rate of talisman making  And the power of talismans. But if there are no conditions, even ordinary pens in the world will work, but the success rate of making talismans is really low." The monk shook his head lightly, it seemed that he did not approve of Han Li using the last stroke  A method of refining talismans.

    "Thank you, master, for your guidance? Then I'll go out and see if it's possible to get a talisman-making pen!" Han Li stood up and clasped his fist at the monk.

    "The benefactor, go slowly!" The monk closed his eyes again and continued his great cause of meditation.

    It seems that I won't go out today, no way!  I remember that the pen and the cinnabar are not cheap, about six or seven low-level spirit stones.  Do you really want to sell the "flying talisman" you just got?

    Han Li walked out of the attic and walked towards the trading ground while thinking about it.

    It is morning now, so the immortal cultivators on the road are not deserted in twos and threes, but it seems that they are all heading to the trading market.

    "Look, what a big bird!" A male immortal cultivator suddenly exclaimed.

    Then, a huge black shadow passed over the heads of the immortal cultivators on the road like Han Li.

    Korea?Surprised, he looked up hastily.

    I saw a two-headed strange bird the size of a calf flying over their heads.

    This bird looks like an eagle but not an eagle. It is covered with gray feathers. Its wings are several feet wide. Under its body there are a pair of claws that are as sharp as a sickle. On its neck are two bald vicious bird heads, and there are four  The small eyes are slightly green.

    What a vicious monster bird!

    "It's so ugly!"

    "So big!"

    "Hurry up and grab it, it's just right to use it as a mount!"

    The immortal cultivators below stopped and discussed, and some were even eager to try.

    "You don't want to die! This is the spiritual bird "Double-headed duck" raised by the Yan family in Guyushan, the first great clan to cultivate immortals. There must be people from the Yan family on it. Do you want to kill yourself?"

    A few cold words awakened some people's sweet dreams.

    "Yan family? The only immortal cultivating family that has monks in the alchemy stage outside the immortal cultivating sect?" Someone lost his voice.

    "Is it this Yan family or which Yan family? I came earlier than you, so I have seen this "Double-headed duck" once. I also know that this time the Yan family sent two brothers and sisters to participate in the group arena of the Immortal Ascension Conference!  "Another immortal cultivator said triumphantly.

    "No way! The Yan family has also sent people to participate in the Immortal Ascension Association, but they never sent people in previous years! In this way, there must be two fewer places!"

    "That's right, if you run into two people from the Yan family in the arena, it's going to be a disaster!"

    These immortal cultivators all looked a little ugly, and some of them even sighed!

    However, Han Li looked at the strange bird in the distance coldly and said nothing. Looking at the image of this monster bird, it was clearly the strange eagle that Xi Tieniu had seen before, and the pair of fairy men and women should be brothers and sisters of the Yan family!

    Han Li was thinking thoughtfully, while the nearby immortal cultivators went their separate ways after this little disturbance.

    In the end, he smiled lightly and left in a leisurely manner.

    There are quite a lot of people in the square now, although it is not as lively as what I saw last night, it is still very popular.

    Han Li touched the many bottles of pills still in his bosom, and decided to see if he could exchange these medicines for something else.

    So, he didn't go in from the original entrance this time, but cut in from the other end of the square, and he planned to start shopping from the other side.

    Along the way, Han Li looked left and right from time to time, looking at the various materials and talismans on the stalls, as well as some weird magic tools, which made him dizzy.

    Suddenly, Han Li's footsteps stopped in front of a certain stall.  He looked at a book that was not thick on the stall, and was a little lost in thought.

    The price tag on the front of this book reads: "Changchun Kung Fu", the basic skill of cultivating immortals with wood attributes, worth two low-level spirit stones.

    "I want this book!" Han Li slowly lowered his body, picked up the book and flipped through it, then raised his head and said calmly to the stall owner.

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