"Junior Sister Yuan has now formed a pill, but she doesn't know what plans are. She is planning to go back to Taiyi Sect in the near future, or have any other ideas!" Han Ming smiled faintly.

Yuan Ling lowered her head, thought for a moment, looked at Han Ming again, and smiled and said, "It depends on how Senior Brother Han planned. If Senior Brother Han did not chase Yuan Ling away, Junior Sister would still want to stay here for a while and completely stabilize the realm before making plans. After all, there is a good spiritual energy here, and there is no such good conditions in the sect!"

"The junior sister is willing to stay here, but the senior brother has taken all of it. How could he chase the junior sister away? The junior sister just stays here to practice and consolidate the realm. It just so happens that the senior brother is in a state of health and cannot take the phoenix marrow. He has to wait until all his blood and energy is recovered to preserve the phoenix marrow energy to the maximum extent!" Han Ming smiled and explained slowly.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han!" Yuan Ling stood up and bowed to Han Ming, with a smile on her face.

"Junior sister has just formed a pill, so the senior brother won't disturb her. In addition, there are some things that need to be handled by her senior brother, so she will go back first." Han Ming bowed, signaled Zhuang Yun, and walked into his secret room.

Yuan Ling worked on the stone chair for a while, looked at the stone door in Han Ming's inner room and thought for a while, and then returned to his inner room, meditating and practicing to consolidate his cultivation.

Han Ming sat cross-legged on the stone bed, playing with the piece of spiritual jade with one hand, looking slightly sideways, looking at Zhuang Yun who was standing with his hands behind her back, with a little thoughtful look on his face, as if he was thinking about how to deal with Zhuang Yun.

Zhuang Yun stood honestly at the bottom, couldn't help but peek at Han Ming for a few moments, her face a little nervous.

"I was injured and it was hard to go out casually. These days, you are responsible for helping me pay attention to some difficult spiritual materials. There are more than a dozen dark bones in this storage bag. If it is a spirit stone, it will be enough for two or three years. There are also some pills for you to practice!" Han Ming threw out a storage bag and landed it in Zhuang Yun's arms.

"Yes, my maid is ordered." Zhuang Yun nodded honestly.

"It's so good. Go down. If there is anything else in the future, I will notify you!" Han Ming gave an order, then threw out another jade slip and added: "The spiritual objects recorded in this jade slip are all what I need. Although the value is not too high, it is relatively rare. You have been a casual cultivator here for decades, and I think there are still some connections. Don't you collect it all, but you don't want to collect it all, just collect half of it is enough!"

"Yes!" Zhuang Yun bowed.

Han Ming nodded, waved his hand, and signaled Zhuang Yun to leave here.

After Zhuang Yun left, Han Ming turned his hand and took out the four-way image, threw it to a bunch of first-level dark bones. He stopped caring about it, but closed his eyes and meditated, and began a long practice.

Four years later, Han Ming, whose cultivation level has returned to the false pill stage, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, frowned and looked at his index finger, with doubts and joy on his face, and there was a hint of worry at the deepest point.

I mean that the insect began to mutate two years ago. It first fell asleep for half a year. After waking up, it emitted a strange wave. The entire insect body began to slowly stretch, and the original white insect body slowly turned gray.

Han Ming was very concerned about the changes in the Wuzhizhe. He used the soul mark to communicate with him for a little while. He felt that although the Wuzhizhe was awake, he was always confused and did not have much awake consciousness and could not communicate!

Next, the I-Sharp Worm actually spit out circles of silk, melting into a gray cocoon, wrapping it inside itself.

The cocoons spit out by the insects are very strange. They can actually isolate mental power and block spiritual powers. Even Han Ming's Qingblind Heavenly Jue can only look a little more clearly and barely see the blurry situation inside the gray cocoon. I point the insect is molting.

In order to make the changes of the Imprinted insect, Han Ming, who had not yet recovered his magic power, went out personally and spent a lot of money to exchange for some ancient classics at Tianji Pavilion. Although he did not find the classics that mainly record the Imprinted insects, he could combine the changes in the habits of other evil insects, and Han Ming came to a conclusion that Imprinted insects were advancing or purifying bloodlines.

After waiting for more than a year, the me-finger insect in the gray cocoon finally stopped moving, but slowly struggled, constantly biting the gray silk around it, and was about to break out of the cocoon.

With a light buckle with his left hand, Han Ming broke off his index finger with his right hand and held it in his palm. With a slight urge to urge his magic power, the broken finger turned into something like a gray silkworm cocoon. There were two types of gases lingering on the surface, one black and one gold, like the yin and yang energy, constantly floating and entangled.

As the me-finger insects inside the gray cocoon continued to struggle, the black and gold gas outside the gray cocoon suddenly shrank in the middle and imprinted on the gray cocoon. Then it looked like ink fell into clear water and spread around, and soon they took one side.

The gray cocoon turned half of the side as black as ink, half of which was red and gold, very strange.

Looking at the change of Wuzhi Cyclops, Han Ming's mouth slightly raised. The more strange the change, the more powerful the advancement of Wuzhi Cyclops will be!

He tried his best to turn the Qingblind Heavenly Jue. Han Ming looked into the cocoon, but found that it could not see through it. His target was either gold or black. Just a thin layer of silk cocoon blocked the Qingblind Heavenly Jue that was invincible. Han Ming's face was full of surprise.

This has never happened before. Whether it was the magic array set up by Taiyi Sect to surround the blood jade spider, or the magic array of the corpse king peak of the Dan Sect, under the Qingblind Heavenly Jue, he could not see through a small silk cocoon now!

"That two gases, one black and one gold, aren't really the legendary yin and yang energy, it's a huge loss and it's not intercepted!" Han Ming murmured secretly.

Han Ming looked at the black and golden cocoon, his expression was a bit complicated, both expecting and worried. The information about the ancient evil insects he found in Tianji Pavilion showed that the advancement of individual evil insects was still quite risky, and there was a large possibility of falling, and purifying the blood vessels was even more dangerous. Six of the ten evil insects were purified, but they failed. Not only did the blood vessels not advance, but they suffered huge losses.

The group-like ferocious insects are more safe to purify their bloodlines, such as iron fire ants, gold-eating insects, and magic-eating blood dragon mosquitoes. The main power of these ferocious insects is a huge number. The individual strength is not particularly strong, and the bloodline should not be particularly high, so they can have powerful power!

I mean that insects are single-living evil insects. They can rank among the top ten of the evil insects with their individual strength, which is not worse than iron fire ants, gold-eating insects and other group-living evil insects. It can be imagined that the stronger their individual strength is and the higher their bloodlines are needed, and it will definitely be more dangerous to purify their bloodlines.

With a wave of his hand, he sucked the piece of spiritual source jade close to it, placed it under the cocoon of my fingers, and used magic power to pull all the clear spiritual energy and spiritual energy emitted into it. Han Ming looked at the cocoon in front of him without blinking.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." A sensational sound came from the black and golden cocoon. Han Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and muttered softly: "Hey, this little thing is biting the cocoon. Could it be that it is going to break out of the cocoon and what will it look like? Do you want to grow wings like a six-winged demon butterfly?"

Han Ming stared at the black and golden cocoon for two or three hours, his eyes a little astringent. The cocoon was bitten open, and the hole became larger and larger. After about half an hour, it expanded to the size of a fingernail.

Strangely, although the black and golden cocoon was bitten from the inside, a golden and black gas flowed from the hole, completely separating the outside world and the inside of the cocoon. Exception is like two worlds, even Han Ming cannot feel the breath inside.

A ghostly little eye was spinning in the black and golden cocoons, looking outside, but it just didn't come out.

Han Ming saw the black and golden insect through the hole, staring at him with big eyes.

Han Ming was interested, and the Wujing worm was also strange. He didn't find a way to bite the black and golden cocoon and drilled it out. He looked straight at what he did. If he wanted to express, just use his soul to communicate!

Han Ming wanted to use the connection between the souls to communicate with the me-finger insect to see what it was doing, but suddenly he opened his eyes, "Hey, the soul mark cannot be sensed. What is this black and golden cocoon? It is so strange. Not only does it block the Qingblind Heavenly Jue, it can also isolate the soul mark. How is this possible!"

Han Ming looked at the black and golden cocoon with a completely different eyes. He had never seen before that the black and golden cocoon was so special, it was rare in the world. He could even block the soul connection between the master and the servant!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." I pointed the insect and cried in the black and golden cocoon. The screams were a little rapid, as if urging Han Ming.

Han Ming looked carefully and then he understood that he was looking for help from me, but he was a little confused. If you ask for help, what can he help? How can he help? I don’t know at all!

Han Ming was also a little confused. I pointed to the insects, and the black and golden cocoon blocked the soul mark. Since I wanted to ask for help, then just bite the black and golden cocoon and drill it out. If the soul comes out, it can communicate. His master also knows how to help.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." My finger insect screamed and urged again, as if he was very dissatisfied with Han Ming's delay.

Han Ming had no choice but to look at Wuzhizhu, wanting to speak out and communicate with him, but he saw Wuzhizhu staring at his storage bag and constantly urging him.

"Maybe it can't come out." Han Ming comforted himself for a moment, took off the storage bag, and swayed in front of the black and golden cocoons, "Can't come out? Want something in it?"

The black and golden little head ticked hard.

Han Ming suddenly realized that he really couldn't come out, but at the same time he was a little confused. There was nothing special in his storage bag, and it seemed that there was nothing that could help the ferocious insects purify their bloodlines or advanced spiritual objects!
Chapter completed!