Chapter 555 Han Debiao's Principles

More than a month later, a blue light appeared in the distant sky, very fast.

Not long after, the blue light stopped over an island covered by white clouds, and Han Changming took out a square token with a gourd pattern on the front.

A ray of blue light flew out and disappeared into the white fog.

The next moment, the white fog rolled violently and slowly disappeared.

An island resembling a gourd appeared in Han Duanrong's sight. The island was full of exotic flowers and grasses. A group of white cranes flew over the island. There were many buildings among the mountains, and many monks could be seen figure.

Han Duanrong was a little disappointed. She had seen many big islands in the open sea, and HLD was too small.

"Grandfather, grandmother, when I enter the alchemy stage, I must expand the HLD."

Han Duanrong said seriously, with firm eyes.

"Well, Grandpa is waiting for that day."

Han Changming smiled gratifiedly, pinched the magic formula, and the flying spirit shuttle flew into the HLD with a surge of light.

Back at the residence, Ye Xue took Han Duanrong down to rest, and Han Changming came to a secluded small courtyard with green tiles, and sent a sound transmission talisman.

After a while, the courtyard door opened, and Han Daobin came out, his face flushed and his complexion very good.

"Changming, why are you back? Something happened in the sea?"

Han Daobin asked nervously.

"No, our family has developed very well in the open sea, and Xue'er and Benfu have also formed alchemy, but we have too few foundation-building monks. I will come back to select a group of clansmen, increase training efforts, and cultivate a group of elite clansmen. .”

Han Changming explained with a smile.

Han Daobin breathed a sigh of relief, invited Han Changming in, and made tea to greet Han Changming.

The two drank tea and chatted.

"Uncle Daobin, are there any good seedlings in the clan? The patriarch has repeatedly told us to focus on quality rather than quantity."

Han Changming looked serious.

Han Daobin stroked his beard lightly, and pondered for a moment: "There are a few, Maofeng, Maoyao, and Maoyang are pretty good, especially Maofeng, who loves weapon refining since he was a child, and he is already at the eighth level of Qi refining , can refine a first-order high-grade magic weapon, and the success rate is relatively high."

Thanks to the hard work of Han Zhangxiang and others in the open sea, they regularly transported back a large amount of cultivating resources. Han Daobin encouraged childbearing, and the Han family's children widely married other cultivating families. Influence, in addition, the Han family also absorbed some casual cultivators. There are currently more than 800 monks of the Han family in Neihai, and there are as many as 100 casual cultivators. Most of them are intermarried with the children of the Han family.

Han Maofeng is Han Daobin's grandson, and he placed high hopes on him since he was a child. Han Maofeng was full of interest in weapon refining since he was a child. Han Daobin poured a lot of spiritual stones to train him. Han Maofeng lived up to Han Daobin's expectations, and his level of weapon refining was relatively high.

Han Maoyao has a delicate mind and dares to fight.

Han Maoyang has a firm heart and doesn't need to be urged by his elders. He often retreats and cultivates, and his personality is a bit withdrawn.

Han Daobin is more optimistic about the three of them, and Han Maofeng has not established a foundation yet.

After listening to Han Daobin's introduction, Han Changming nodded, and asked about the situation in the clan, Han Daobin answered truthfully.

"It's not a coincidence that you came back. De Ling just went to retreat not long ago, otherwise you could meet each other."

Han Dobin said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter, we will stay for a while when we come back this time, Uncle Daobin, please let Maofeng and the others come to the martial arts arena tomorrow morning, I have something to say to them."

Han Changming intends to take a look at the younger generation of the family, and select a group of people to focus on training to enrich the middle-level strength of the family.

Han Daobin nodded, and said: "Okay, I will inform them, Changming, you have worked hard all the way, you should have a good rest first! As for the Baichong Valley you mentioned, I will send someone to help you build it."

Leaving Han Daobin's residence, Han Changming went to visit other clan elders. Some clan elders had already sat down, and Han Changming offered incense to worship. Some clan elders were still alive, and Han Changming chatted with them.

The bosses of these clans are all of the "virtuous" generation. They are all qi refining monks. They have not been able to enjoy the dividends of family development and have not been promoted to the foundation building stage. They hope that Han Changming will support their descendants.

These clan elders have worked hard for the family all their lives and have not made any great contributions. There are many such clan members in the clan. Most of them are mediocre, but they stick to their posts, do their jobs well, and abide by the family rules. This is the greatest contribution. Han Changming is not good at face to face If they refuse, they can only say that they will try their best to take care of their juniors.

As the sky darkened, Han Changming returned to his residence to rest.

The next day, at Chenshi, Han Changming brought Han Duanrong to the martial arts arena.

More than fifty clan monks have been waiting for a long time, the youngest is seven years old and the oldest is seventeen.

More than fifty clansmen stood in line, and a tall and thin young man in red stood at the front. The young man in red had regular facial features and piercing eyes. He was Han Maofeng.

Han Daobin stood aside with a serious expression.

"The grandson pays respects to the ancestors."

Han Maofeng bowed and saluted, and the others followed suit, saying in unison, "Grandson pays homage to the old ancestor."

The oldest of these clansmen is also the "Duan" generation, and the youngest is the "Mao" generation. It is normal for them to call Han Changming their ancestors.

Han Changming's kind eyes passed over Han Maofeng and the others. He pointed to Han Duanrong and said, "This is my granddaughter Duanrong. She will study with you in the future. You should supervise and encourage each other. The road to immortality is long. Back, you must not slack off in cultivation, cultivation is for yourself, not for others, you know?"

"Grandchildren remember the teachings of their ancestors"

Han Maofeng and others said in unison, and the voice spread throughout the martial arts arena.

Han Changming asked about their names, exercises and interests. At first, they were a little restrained, but as time passed, they relaxed.

"Old Ancestor, you are well-informed, can you tell us something interesting about the world of cultivating immortals?"

Han Maofeng asked boldly.

"Tell me about the open sea! There are many interesting things there, such as a jellyfish that can change colors..."

Han Changming picked out some interesting things and told Han Maofeng and others.

Han Maofeng and others have never left the red algae sea area, let alone the open sea, and they listened with gusto.

This conversation lasted for three hours, and Han Changming successfully aroused Han Maofeng and others' curiosity about the sea.

He encouraged Han Maofeng and others to practice diligently so that they could go to a wider world and see more scenery.

Three hours later, Han Maofeng and others returned to the school to study.

"Changming, I can't tell, you have a way of dealing with these boys."

Han Daobin praised with a smile.

Han Changming smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing. They are children after all. It's useless to tell them the truth. It's better to tell them something they are interested in and guide them to practice more diligently."

In the next month, Han Changming went to the school every now and then to check on the learning of the younger generation. As Han Daobin said, among this group of people, Han Maofeng, Han Maoyao, and Han Maoyang were outstanding, while the others were mediocre.

Han Duanrong has a cheerful personality and soon became one with other tribesmen.

In Qianyangyuan, Han Changming and Ye Xue were sitting in the stone pavilion chatting.

"Husband, you can retreat with peace of mind! I will take good care of Duanrong."

Ye Xue said softly that she planned to refine the third-order talisman. Before they returned to the inner sea, they had already collected a lot of materials. Ye Xue now needs a lot of practice to refine the third-order talisman. Practice makes perfect.

Han Changming nodded, and said: "I may have spent a long time in retreat this time. Ma'am, you have to worry too much. If there is nothing else, you can also retreat and practice! Cultivation is the foundation, if you can't refine the third-order talisman seal, forget it .”

"Got it, I understand."

Ye Xue obediently agreed.

Han Changming walked into the basement and took out the jade of spiritual eyes.

HLD's spiritual pulse is only a low-level third-level, so it is absolutely no problem for three alchemy monks to practice, but with the jade of the spiritual eye in hand, Han Changming's cultivation speed will be much faster.

The spiritual energy provided by a piece of spiritual eye jade is comparable to that provided by the fourth-order spiritual veins. Han Changming plans to never leave the level unless he advances to the late stage of alchemy.

Han Changming sat cross-legged on a yellow futon and practiced his skills. Not long after, he closed his eyes, and a large red-yellow glow appeared on his body.

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In the open sea, a certain deserted island.

Sunny, cloudless, sea breeze blowing.

A cyan seal with a cyan one-horned head fell on the beach. There was a huge blood hole in its abdomen, and it was motionless. It had been dead for a long time, and the body stinks.

A three-foot-big tortoise suddenly surfaced from the sea and slowly moved towards the shore. This is a mid-tier third-tier tortoise.

Behind it, there are more than a dozen smaller turtles.

As soon as they landed, the third-tier tortoises suddenly opened their mouths and spewed out more than a dozen two-finger-thin silver lightning bolts, striking all around.

Rumble!

There was a huge roar, and there were several huge potholes on the ground. This was a tentative attack by monsters, just to see if there were any monks.

After a while, none of the monks showed up, and these turtles crawled towards the blue seal one after another.

As soon as they got close to the cyan seals, before they had time to enjoy the food, the ground shook violently, and countless yellow gravel flew up and danced in the wind.

Suddenly, more than a dozen yellow sand walls more than a hundred feet high appeared on the beach, surrounding a dozen green soft-shelled turtles.

The third-order turtle beast let out a deep neighing sound, and sprayed out a silver lightning bolt as thick as an adult's arm, hitting a yellow sand wall, and the other turtle beasts followed suit.

After the loud bang, more than a dozen yellow sand walls burst open one after another, billowing with smoke and dust.

There was a sound of breaking wind, the smoke and dust quickly dissipated, and a giant gleaming red stick fell from the sky. After a blur, heavy shadows of the stick swept out, like a majestic mountain, falling from the sky and smashing towards the third-tier turtle beast.

The third-order tortoise and turtle spewed out more than a dozen silver lightning bolts, facing the heavy stick figure, and retracted its head and limbs into the tortoise shell at the same time.

The silver lightning was like a piece of paper, smashed to pieces by the shadow of the heavy stick, and the shadow of the heavy gun hit the turtle shell of the turtle, making a muffled sound.

More than a dozen monks drilled out from the ground, it was Han Benyong and others.

There are abundant resources of monsters in the outer sea. Han Debiao led his people to hunt and kill monsters. It took them two months to find a group of turtles and turtles, and they waited seven days for the turtles to show up.

"You control the formations, just trap them, and leave the rest to me."

Han Debiao ordered, and rushed towards the turtle and turtle with a broken spirit stick.

To deal with third-level monsters, low-level monks can control the formation, and it is difficult for their attacks to hurt turtles.

The Vigorous Golden-backed Ape let out a roar of excitement and followed.

Han Benyong and the others poured a spell into the array one after another, the ground shook violently, and a huge sand wall three hundred feet long and fifty feet high broke through the ground, blocking the retreat of the turtles and turtles.

Han Debiao and Dali Jinbei Ape rushed into the group of turtles, Han Debiao dealt with the turtles of the third rank, and Dali Jinbei was responsible for dealing with the turtles below the third rank.

Roar!

Accompanied by a deep roar, hundreds of silver lightning bolts came straight to Han Debiao and Dali Jinbei Ape.

Han Debiao's body surfaced with a strong evil spirit, and after a violent tumbling, it turned into a thick black treasure armor. He turned the spirit breaking stick, and it turned into heavy stick shadows, forming an impenetrable wind wall.

Rumble!

Hundreds of silver lightning strikes hit the wind wall one after another, and were shattered by the powerful airflow.

The sea-cracking glove worn by Han Debiao burst into a dazzling red light, and he slammed into the void, densely packed red fist shadows flew out, hitting the turtle shells of the third-order turtles one after another.

A huge explosion sounded, and the turtle shell of the third-order turtle sank, and its huge body sank into the sand pit.

A giant stick thick enough to be hugged by two people descended from the sky, and smashed on the third-tier turtle beast with the force of a thunderbolt.

With a muffled "click", the turtle's shell was crushed by the giant stick, and the turtle's head was hit by the giant stick, and it burst open immediately.

On the other side, the Vigorous Golden-backed Ape spewed out waves of golden sound waves, which shattered the internal organs of the low-level turtle beast, leaving the turtle shell intact.

Han Benyong and the others looked at each other, showing expressions of awe at the same time. They all knew that Han Debiao was very strong, but they didn't expect Han Debiao to be so brave.

"Clean the battlefield quickly, prepare to leave here and return to Ziyue Island."

Han Debiao ordered, Han Benyong and others hurried forward to clean the battlefield.

Han Benyong found that the inner alchemy of the third-order turtle was broken, and the turtle shell was also torn apart, and its value plummeted.

"Uncle Wu, if you don't use all your strength, the corpses of the third-level tortoises can sell more spirit stones."

Han Benyong said cautiously.

"Stupid, the lion is fighting the rabbit, and you are still trying your best. How do you know that monsters are not mutant monsters? How can you be sure that they have no special supernatural powers? You all remember that whether it is hunting monsters or fighting, the first thing to do is to kill the opponent. , instead of worrying about the gains and losses of money, or don’t make a move, or don’t keep your hands, keeping your hands is the most stupid behavior.”

Han Debiao's face was serious, and he reprimanded him unceremoniously.

He hunted and killed monsters, and the corpses of monsters were rarely well preserved, and it was he who followed this principle.

"Either you don't make a move, or you don't hold back your hands. I remember, Uncle Wu."

Han Benyong nodded thoughtfully.

After disposing of the corpses of the monsters, Han Debiao led them away.

It took a few hours to write the detailed outline, and the next few hundred thousand words should not be stuck. I will update it temporarily today.