When he entered the library, Han Ming wandered around and found that Duanmu had not come back yet. The library was in a closed state. Han Ming was speechless. Duanmu treated the library as a joke, and opened it whenever he wanted, and closed it whenever he wanted!

Re-activated the ban in the library, Han Ming plunged into his underground stone chamber, closed the door and sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and pulled the storage bag around his waist into his hand!

During this trip to Stone Mountain, all the top spiritual treasures were taken away by Qiao Yushan, a monk in the Killing Dan stage. He and Chu Qiu were picking up things from behind, and they also gained a lot!

Chu Qiu harvested key materials on the corpses of two monsters, and completely made up for the losses of destroying magic weapons. After counting, he could still earn a lot of spiritual stones.

Han Ming had a brief calculation, but found that his gains were no worse than those of Chu Qiu, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. After careful calculation, he might even earn more than her.

There are many things Qiao Yushan doesn't like in the attic in the lake, saying that the essence is gone, or the material is decaying, and it is useless. If you take it out and sell it, you can't sell more than a hundred spirit stones.

Han Ming is relatively short of spirit stones. Even if he is only worth one spirit stone, he will put it in the storage bag without hesitation, not to mention that these items are worth far more than one or two spirit stones.

Han Ming conservatively estimated that those items discarded by Qiao Yushan, if they were converted, they would be worth seven or eight hundred spirit stones. This is a top-grade spiritual weapon!

"The main harvest is not those cushions, ores, etc., but these spiritual herbs!" Han Ming held a jade box and looked at it with a smile.

"Ge Xu and the other two picked the spirit grass and made a wedding dress for me! If Uncle Chu and Uncle Qiao knew that there was a thousand-year-old spirit grass and eight herbs that were more than 600 years old in the storage bags of Ge Xu's two small Qi training cultivators, it would be impossible to give it to me. This thousand-year-old spirit grass has always been priceless!" Han Ming opened the jade box, and there was a plant with gray-black roots lying quietly inside.

"A thousand-year-old black sperm root can be replaced with a top-grade spiritual weapon. This is conservatively estimated. If sold to monks in the Dan Kexing stage, the value will definitely increase a lot. You must know that 90% of the high-level pills are required to be old medicines with a long-term medicine!" Han Ming's face was full of smiles, and he looked at the plants in the jade box with a look of love.

After smiling at the herbs in his hand for two or three quarters of an hour, Han Ming carefully put the lid on the jade box and took back the storage bag. Then he waved his hand and took out a milky white boat about a foot long.

This small boat looks extraordinary, with a flawless body without any impurities, just like a whole piece of milky white jade, lifelike.

The only regret is that the boat is covered with cracks, densely packed, one after another, from the boat to the stern, without exception.

"What a pity. I have always wanted a better flying magic weapon. I bid farewell to the Qingye magic weapon that was half dead. Now I have this spiritual boat magic weapon, but it is so bad. I can tell at a glance that it won't take long and I can't force it to urge it, otherwise it will be very likely to disintegrate. I don't know where the monk named Ge got it!"

Han Ming shook his head with his cheek, and he couldn't help but think of the scene in his mind that a few years ago, a monk named Ge sent out this spiritual boat magic weapon to chase a black demon wolf. At that time, there were not so many cracks on the spiritual boat, but now it is all over the whole, giving people the illusion that it can disintegrate at any time!

"Hey, Lingwu Boat, where did you get it?" A sound came directly into Han Ming's ears, which immediately made him feel clever.

Han Ming raised his eyes and looked towards the stone door of the stone chamber, but the thick stone door slowly opened. Duanmu held his hands behind him, narrowed his small eyes and looked at the white flying boat in Han Ming's hand!

"When will the master return? It is a sin that my disciple did not go out to greet him." Han Ming hurried forward and bowed with a very respectful expression.

Han Ming felt a sigh of grief in his heart about Duanmu's sudden appearance. He didn't know if Duanmu had seen the thousand-year-old spiritual herb he took out. If he saw it, it would be broken. After all, this thousand-year-old spiritual herb has an effect on the monks in the Killing Pill stage, and it is difficult to ensure that Duanmu, the master of the Foundation Establishment Stage, is not moved!

"I just arrived, and I only saw your small boat, but I didn't see anything else!" Duanmu narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Ming with a smile.

Seeing Duanmu's expression, Han Ming felt even more distressed. It seemed that Duanmu had seen everything. After hesitation, he touched the storage bag and the three and four jade boxes were taken into his hand.

"Your Majesty, this is..."

"What is this? I don't care about it. You can keep your own opportunities and don't take them out. I'm a little concerned about where your boat came from. Why do I feel a bit familiar!" Duanmu waved his hand and interrupted Han Ming's words, and at the same time pushed Han Ming's outstretched hand back.

The jade box he sent was returned, and Han Ming was shocked. Didn't Duanmu know that the jade box was filled with herbs of the year? Why didn't he care about it and pushed it back casually!

Although he was puzzled, Han Ming still did not dare to neglect and immediately replied respectfully: "This spiritual boat was picked up by a disciple from the corpse of a monk named Ge, and he only got it. He didn't know much about it!"

"Secret Ge! That's right. I once had an old acquaintance, who was using this spiritual boat. I think the monk named Ge you mentioned may be the descendant of my old acquaintance. But I didn't expect that the spiritual fog boat would be damaged to such an extent and could not be used too much. You must know that the spiritual fog boat was not at all under the early stage of the Jindan cultivator's escape when he was driving with all his might!" Duanmu narrowed his eyes and stared at the small white spiritual boat.

"This Spirit Mist Boat is actually a master's old acquaintance, so the Spirit Mist Boat will be handed over to the master..."

"Hmph, who do you think you are a disciple? You have to give him this and that all day long!" Duanmu Xiao frowned and even scolded Han Ming directly.

"Master, forgive me for your sins. My disciple is stupid and angered Master. Please punish me!" Han Ming saw Duanmu's face directly, and immediately bent down to pay tribute to him.

"Don't do this in the future. You will have nothing to lack in a teacher. You don't need to worry. You are not asking for anything to accept you as your disciple!" Duanmu Xiao looked a little relieved when he saw Han Ming's look of fear and fear!

"Yes." Han Ming agreed repeatedly.

"Give me the spirit boat, I'll see if I can help you repair it. If such a good flying spirit weapon is broken like this, it would be a pity." Duanmu Xiao waved his hand and pulled the milky white spirit boat into his hand. His spiritual sense invaded it and looked at it carefully!

Duanmu Xiao put the milky white spiritual boat in front of him and looked at it carefully. At first, he looked as usual and calm, but suddenly he let out a light ejaculation. Then, with no hesitation, he crushed the white spiritual boat and scattered on the ground with force without hesitation.

Han Ming smacked his tongue slightly. What's wrong with Master Duanmu? He said last moment that he wanted to help him repair the milky white spiritual boat. The next moment, he would completely crush the spiritual boat and could no longer use it.

"The master of weapon training that cast this spiritual boat was really a wonderful person. He actually left all the method of refining the spiritual boat inside the spiritual boat. The spiritual boat was not broken, and the method of casting would not appear!" Duanmu Xiao pinched a small fragment, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Since you have this casting method, there is no need to repair it. I will hand over this casting method to your uncle Qiao and let her recreate it!" Duanmu Xiao flipped his hand and put away the small fragment, then said calmly.

"Master Qiao is the cultivation level of Jie Dan, is this good?" Han Ming asked weakly.

"Hmph, what's wrong with her? She has gotten such great benefits from you. What's wrong with building a spiritual boat? And do you think a spiritual boat is enough? If the compensation she gives you is not satisfied with me, even if you cast a spell to tell Master Xie, or even the Supreme Elder, you have to seek justice!" Duanmu hummed twice.

Han Ming was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that the rumors outside were true? His master was really a descendant of the Supreme Elder of the sect, otherwise why would he be so confident!
Chapter completed!