It took a whole day to extract Yuan Ling's Phoenix Marrow Yuan Yin. During this period, Han Ming actually understood what Huaixiang Nuanyu is.

After extracting Yuanyin, Han Ming sat cross-legged on Yuanling's bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and used his magic power to press the very strange cool air flow into the deepest part of the dantian, wrapping it layer by layer to ensure that it does not dissipate and reduce losses.

Yuan Ling continued to collapse on the bed, her eyes were blurred, and her small lips were a little red and swollen. No wonder, Han Ming's body was strong, and there was no problem with one movement for a whole day, but Yuan Ling couldn't do it. Although she was in the Dan-Cultivation Stage, she had never practiced the secret technique of **, and her body was a little stronger than that of mortals.

After a little bit of incense was relieved, Yuan Ling's eyes returned to the clear light. She tidied up her clothes, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, pretending to meditate and practice, but in fact she had no intention of practicing.

Yuanling tried hard to control herself from not thinking about what had happened before, but it was not possible at all. The more she controlled herself and didn't think about it, the more those pictures she had in her mind, and the more blushed she had on her face. Until finally, she felt a little burned and hot.

After peeking at Han Ming who was sitting upright, Yuan Ling felt a little resentful. The man kissed so emotionally that she let go of her figure. But at the end, she stopped without any harm. She really used secret techniques to suck her Yuanyin out, instead of using another method.

Yuanling felt that Han Ming was really not a man.

After meditating for half an hour, Han Ming slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of smile, the Fengzhi Yuanyin had been sucked out by him and saved, so he would wait to try to consume it when he was in the future!

He looked at Yuan Ling with a slight look at him who was covering his face. Han Ming's face was a little strange. He was not a fool. Yuan Ling had already let go just now. If he went further and wanted to use another way to obtain Yuan Yin, she would not resist and refuse.

Yuanling is very beautiful, not even less than Qiao Yushan's three stars and three beautiful women. Han Ming felt that it was a very good thing to have sex with such a beauty, but in the end he resisted the impulse. It was not that he had some pedantic thoughts, but that he could not.

If he really took Yuanling's Yuanyin in another way, Han Ming felt that he might not be able to get rid of Yuanling. It was not Yuanling's side, but what he thought in his heart. He would never tolerate the female cultivator who had sex with him and others. In order for Yuanling to not practice dual cultivation with others, he could only choose to practice dual cultivation with her by himself.

But although Han Ming is a cultivator of the Dan Sect now, he is actually away all year round, and there is no big difference between him and a casual cultivator. It would be better for him to take care of himself. If he adds another person, he will be a little distracted and will inevitably slow down his path to becoming a baby.

It is also a helpless move to keep yourself clean.

When Han Ming saw Yuan Ling's shyness and resentful eyes, he subconsciously looked away and bowed to Yuan Ling: "Junior Sister Yuan, please restore your magic power, and senior brother won't disturb you!"

After saying that, Han Ming stood up from Yuanling's bed, left quickly, and quickly returned to his cave, and continued to go to seclusion to practice alchemy.

At the same time, at the junction of Dongmo and Nanyuan, a milky white flying boat rushed out of a large white cloud, like a long rainbow, disappeared into the sky in a moment, and the broken clouds have not yet been closed.

On the flying boat, an old man with white beard was behind him with one hand in his hand, looking at the front of the flying boat with a faint look of excitement on his face. Behind him, a middle-aged man in blue clothes held a blue jade plaque with one hand, constantly sensing something, and there was a smile on his lips.

The old man with white beard had quite a lot of fluctuations. He was definitely a cultivator in the Killing Dan stage, and he was not an ordinary cultivator in the Killing Dan stage, but a strong man in the Killing Dan stage. As for the middle-aged man in blue, although his cultivation level was a little worse than that of the old man with white beard, he was clearly a cultivator in the late stage of Killing Dan stage.

"What's wrong, I can sense it!" The old man with white beard turned his head slightly, with a hint of inquiry on his face.

"No, I was only activated for about ten breaths. I could only determine the approximate direction and could not determine the specific distance. However, I could also confirm that it was 100,000 miles away, probably on the edge of the Nether Bone Plateau!" The middle-aged man in blue shook his head, with a little helpless face.

"The protective stone jacket outside has been torn. Since there is a first time, there will definitely be a second time. As long as he dares to activate it again, we can determine his position! And on the edge of the Nether Bone Plateau, there is no mountain gate of a large sect at all, so we can take action without any scruples!" The white-bearded old man was not disappointed, but smiled and spoke.

"I was finally able to bring the things back, which can be considered as a way to make up for it!" The old man with white beard sighed.

The middle-aged man in blue nodded and breathed a slight breath: "Yes, if I hadn't been careless at the beginning, how could the holy object that absorbed spiritual energy be stolen by the traitor? We have been pursuing it outside for decades, and even the sect dared not return!"

"I won't say this anymore. Concentrate on sensing. Don't miss any fluctuations. Try to find them quickly and bring the holy objects back. After all, the time given to us by the sect is only twenty years!" The old man with white bearded instructed, then turned his head again and urged the flying boat magic weapon under his feet with all his strength.

The flying boat magic weapon flashed a few times and disappeared into the clouds and could no longer be seen.

...........

Five years later, on a low mountain near the inner layer of the Ming Bone Plateau, Han Ming and Yuanling stood side by side, while Zhuang Yun followed Han Ming honestly.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm going back to the sect now!" Yuan Ling spoke softly.

"Yes!" Han Ming nodded and agreed.

"Senior Brother Han doesn't want to say anything to his junior sister?" Yuan Ling looked at Han Ming, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Han Ming lowered his head, rolled his eyes, and bowed slightly, "I wish my junior sister a good journey!"

"Hmph, I'm leaving!" Yuan Ling snorted coldly, waved her sleeves and flew into the distance. When she turned around, her eyes were full of resentment.

Yuan Ling felt that Han Ming was blind. Her appearance of the female cultivator in the Jidan stage, even if she was placed in a super sect like Taiyi Sect, she was definitely very popular. With one move, she could attract a large number of Jidan stage monks who were willing to practice with her, but she could not compare to a fake Jidan stage female cultivator, and her appearance was far inferior to her. The female cultivator named Zhuang Yun could follow her all the time, and she had to go back to the sect!

"Senior Zhu, Senior Yuan seems to want you to keep her!" Zhuang Yun reminded softly from behind.

Han Ming glanced at Zhuang Yun with a slight displeasure on his face, and said lightly: "Practice honestly and strive to form pills as soon as possible, and don't think about useless things!"

"Yes, I've been taught!" Zhuang Yun quickly stopped. Only then did she realize that this Senior Zhu didn't hear the meaning of the words, but pretended not to hear it.

"Let's go, you have to change the cave!" Han Ming said, then waved his sleeves and flew in a certain direction with Zhuang Yun wrapped around him.

Looking into the distance, Han Ming's mouth slightly raised. For the past five years, he had been taking pills to practice, and finally improved his cultivation from the peak of the early stage of the elixir to the middle stage of the elixir.

With the advancement of cultivation, there are a lot of things to do next. The molten gold body can begin to melt metal essence and improve its ability. Various secret techniques of the Sword Transformation Skill can also be practiced, and some small sword magical powers also need to be practiced.

In addition, the previous batch of his hunted Nether Bones have almost been consumed. Now only the useful Nether Bones are above the sixth level. He has to continue to hunt Nether Bones, continue to refine alchemy, continue to improve his mana, and strive to advance to the late stage of the elixir as soon as possible.

It is worth mentioning that in the past five years, the alchemy zombies planted by Wuzhizhe worms have undergone tremendous changes. Their bodies have completely withered into powder, as if they have been absorbed as nutrients.

Only two living zombies are left now, as if they are asleep in their heads.

Although these two heads still maintain the shape of a human, the inside is no longer the structure of a human head, but has become a existence similar to a worm nest. It is full of white paste, with wormholes lying across it.

Five insects live in each head, but they cannot be said to be insects, because they have no entity, but are illusory existences, some of which are similar to ghosts, seem to have no intelligence and are only active based on instinct.

Han Ming had experimented with these bugs, but found that they were very strange and difficult to deal with. The magic power and other things were ineffective against them. The magic weapon hit it and it was directly dispersed, but it turned to condense and form on the other side.

Han Ming used various means, but found that these insects were completely immortal and could be condensed again no matter what they disintegrated.

The special thing about this insect is more than this. Their bite force is actually very strong, and it can catch up with half of the bite force of the mesh insect. Given a certain amount of time, they can bite the magic weapon.

Han Ming once tried to activate these insects, but found that these insects didn't listen to him at all. These little things just listened to the orders of me. If I slept, they kept hiding in the head and not coming out.

Before, Han Ming felt that the name of the ninth murderous insect of Wuzhizeng was a bit unreal. After all, it could only have no advantages except for its amazing bite force. Until now, his thoughts have completely disappeared. This murderous insect could actually produce such a strange immortal insect!

With this strange insect, I am definitely qualified to rank among the top 20 evil insects!

There is no threat to the number of these insects, but if three or four hundred fly out, the cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage will never dare to snatch the edges. If magic weapons are released, they will probably be swallowed up in an instant. If five or six thousand are out, the cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage will never dare to resist head-on. After all, these insects are immortal and are not afraid of consumption at all!

However, a living early stage monk in the Killing Pill stage can only cultivate five insects. If he wants to reach a number of five or six thousand, he will need more than one thousand early stage monks in the Killing Pill stage. This is simply an astronomical number, and Han Ming dared not think about it at all.

But it’s okay. Just accumulate slowly and it will come in handy one day!
Chapter completed!