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Chapter 461 Playing with the Fairy Demon City

It is said that since Han Ye lived in the city lord's mansion, what he must do every day is to play chess with the city lord, from backgammon to chess, from chess to checkers, from checkers to international chess.Later, people even made cards and mahjong, and later they simply moved out all the fun things in the casino.It seemed that the entire Immortal Demon City had formed a degenerate atmosphere all at once.After eating every day, I start looking for poker friends to fight the landlord and play mahjong.

In addition to bringing down these gods and monsters, Han Ye also studied mana day and night. The city lord is really a generous person, he can learn his unique knowledge without having to ask a teacher.Flying with a sword, and turning a stone into gold are spells that are easy to grasp.In addition, there are other alchemy and medicine training tools, let alone more.

After one year, Han Ye can be said to have gained a lot. He took all the immortal grasses and medicines from the city lord's mansion to make alchemy. He also won a gossip alchemy furnace from the city lord. I don't know how many times better the medicine stove is.

In addition to cultivating other mana, his Lingxu Yin has also been practiced to the peak. It is more than enough to kill a monster with one punch.The various mental methods learned from the old man of the city lord also made up for his weak foundation.

Thinking back on his life this past year, Han Ye couldn't help laughing.After he came, the popularity of Immortal Devil City suddenly became stronger.He heard from Hong Ruo that anyone who can speak in the Immortal Demon City can recognize the difference between one and nine tubes.It can be seen how widespread the popularity of mahjong is.

"Master, I've been looking for you for a long time, so I came here." Hong Ruo flew up and sat beside him.

Han Ye crossed his legs, put his hands behind his head lazily, and opened his eyes when he heard Hong Ruo's voice: "The scenery here is unique."

"What's so good about the scenery on the roof? Chi Chi and I just came back from Junwu Mountain, master guess what treasure we dug," Hong Ruo said excitedly.

"What?" Han Ye rolled his eyes. Hongruo often went to Junwu Mountain to dig treasures. Sometimes they were excellent materials for alchemy, and sometimes they ate fairy fruits that could increase mana.In short, Junwu Mountain is a mountain of treasures. If Hong has nothing to do, he will dig it, and he can return with a full load every time.He even suspected that if he continued to dig, Jun Wuming would collect tickets.

Hong Ruo showed him a small fruit from the Qiankun bag like a trick. The fruit was not big, only about the size of a tangerine, crystal clear and transparent, with a faint orange light.

"This is Duhenguo, isn't the master wanting to refine the Resurrection Pill? With Duhenguo, the master's Resurrection Pill will have all the ingredients."

Han Ye's eyes lit up, he stood up abruptly, and with a touch of his finger, Du Hengguo reached his palm: "I'm off to make alchemy, don't look for me if you have nothing to do, let alone look for me if you have something to do."

"Hey wait, I haven't finished talking yet, the city lord is looking for you..."

Han Ye, who had already flew away, naturally didn't hear what Hong Ruo said behind her.He went back to his room, took out the Bagua alchemy stove, opened the lid and threw Du Hengguo into it.Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he started alchemy.

The city lord, the white-bearded old man, and Jun Wuming are fighting against the landlord. They originally asked Hong Ruo to call Han Ye to play mahjong, but Hong Ruo would forget about it for a while.Hong Ruo came to the back garden and said embarrassedly: "City Master, my master said that he wants to make alchemy, so don't disturb him if you have anything to do."

"A piece of little A" the city lord drew out a card: "What kind of alchemy is there? The old man's fairy grass garden has been pulled out by him, and the new crop of fairy grass hasn't sprouted yet. Where did he find the materials?"

"It's the resurrection pill that the master said before. Didn't it mean that the Du Heng fruit is missing? I went to Junwu Mountain today to try my luck, and I dug it unexpectedly," Hong Ruo replied honestly.

"What?" Two voices sounded at the same time.

Jun Wuming yelled, "You little monster ran to dig Laozi's Junwu Mountain again!"

"Oh, this ignorant child, the old man just said it casually, where in the world can there be a resurrection pill?" The city lord slapped his forehead and said with a headache.

"Can't you play any more cards?" The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and asked slowly.

"What's the card, something big happened!" The words of the city lord were about to fall, and wisps of purple beams of light suddenly shot out from the southwest of the city lord's mansion.

"It's the master's room." Hong Ruo exclaimed, pointing in the direction of the light beam.

Bang!
After an ear-shattering explosion, the four of them saw powerful beams of light bursting out mixed with thick black smoke, followed by debris splashing, and balls of fire bursting out with a bang.

"Oops, oh!" The city lord stomped his feet, and the man had already flown over.

Jun Wuming and Hong Ruo also hurriedly followed, the old man with white beard shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I almost won, it's a pity that I have a good card."

Han Ye was trying to make alchemy with luck, when an explosion suddenly happened for some reason, and he was still affected even when he jumped and flew out of the explosion circle. When the three of them arrived, they saw that Han Ye's entire face was dyed black. The clothes on his body were also torn to pieces, making it impossible to see clearly.

"What happened?" Han Ye opened his mouth, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.

The city lord conjured a fan out of thin air, and fanned it a few times against the fire in mid-air, and the fire was extinguished immediately.

"Ah, this fan is so powerful. The old city owner, lend me to play for two days." Han Ye habitually wanted to cheat when he saw that the city owner had a magic weapon.

"You, you, you, you bastard, you are mad at this old man, you ruined this old man's gossip furnace just like that, but I spent a lot of effort to get it from Taishang Laojun." The city owner His angry voice began to tremble.

Han Ye immediately realized it, jumped up and shouted, "My Resurrection Pill!"

"Shit Resurrection Pill, that's what the old city lord lied to you. You're an idiot, you really went to make alchemy." Jun Wuming laughed loudly, as if it was rare to see Han Ye suffer.

"Believe it or not, I'll burn your Junwu Mountain to the ground." Han Ye gave Jun Wuming a squinting look. After getting along for a long time, everyone became casual with each other, and Han Ye also returned to his original nature.

Jun Wuming covered his mouth and snickered, overjoyed.The old city lord is not as happy as he is, he is only thinking about his gossip stove.

"Death of anger! Death of anger! All living beings are afflicted, and afflictions are suffering. Afflictions are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increase nor decrease. The visible is born from the invisible, and the incapable is born. What returns to nothing, the state Born from the heart" the city lord's old man quickly chanted the meditation mantra, he was afraid that he would slap this bastard to death.

Han Ye didn't think so, curled his lips: "Let you lie to me, heh."

"you!"

"Master, master, you should go take a shower, let's go, go take a shower." Hong Ruo saw that the old man of the city lord was about to lose his temper, and hurriedly dragged Han Ye away.

"I am also in a hurry to leave first, you wait for me, the city owner, I will play mahjong when we have time." Jun Wuming said and quickly left the angry and smoking city owner.

"All living beings are afflicted, and afflictions are suffering. Afflictions are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increase nor decrease. What has form is born from formlessness, inability to produce existence, existence returns to nothing, and the state is born from the heart."

The old man of the city lord began to recite the meditation mantra loudly again. It is said that the loud voice lasted for an hour, until the people in the city lord's mansion chanted until their brains hurt.

Three days after the explosion of the alchemy furnace, the city lord called Han Ye to him. As soon as he saw him, he remembered his Bagua furnace again, and he was busy reciting the meditation mantra on both sides silently in his heart.

"Old city owner, I said you are too narrow-minded. You lied to me and almost killed me. I'm not angry at all. You just lost a broken stove, and besides, that stove is no longer yours." Han Ye sat down opposite him and said.

"You bastard, don't bring up the gossip furnace again." The city lord's voice was stern, and he resolutely threatened to shoot you to death if he said too much.

Although Han Ye's mana was already ten thousand miles a year, he was still not as good as him, so he closed his mouth decisively.

The old man of the city lord adjusted his inner breath, which was disturbed by his qi, and said: "Over the past year, your foundation has been built, and the old man has also taught you a lot of spells. From the period of training qi to transforming the spirit, you He is the most talented cultivator I have ever seen, and it is not difficult to be among the immortals..."

"Old City Lord, just say what you want to say, don't be obsequious?" Han Ye became impatient and said that he didn't hear what he wanted to say for a long time.

"Hmph, what the old man wants to say is that the old man's temple is too small to accommodate your big Buddha, and the old man can't teach you more spells." The old man who had just calmed down was provoked by him again.

"You mean to let me go!" Han Ye suddenly became excited.

The city lord nodded: "You and I had a one-year agreement, and now the time limit has come. The old man is naturally not a person who does not keep the agreement."

"Yes, yes, the city lord is the most trustworthy person." Han Ye flattered his mouth, but thought in his heart that he was afraid that if he stayed, the city lord's mansion would be destroyed.

The city lord snorted coldly, how could he not know what he was thinking.Han Ye stood up happily: "I'm going to call Hong Ruo right now. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. I'll leave early and you will be clean."

The city lord gave him a sideways glance: "What's the rush? Can the formation that I set up be able to be opened? It will be fifteen in a few days, and it can only be opened on the night of the full moon."

Han Ye did the math, and there were three more days until the full night of the fifteenth month.Then the Chinese New Year will be in half a month, and I hope he can go back to celebrate the New Year.

"Fifteen is fifteen, not less than three days." At this moment, he couldn't mention how happy he was.

The old man of the city lord hummed, and said: "Before you leave, I will teach you one last spell. How far you can practice it depends on yourself."

"What spell?" Han Ye's eyes flashed.

"You are optimistic."

The city lord silently recited the mantra several times, and then pushed his right palm forward. Countless phantoms of palms appeared in Han Ye's vision, and each one was bigger than the other. With one step of pushing, those phantom palms slashed towards a rockery in the distance at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye.

But when he saw his palm split open the rockery, with a bang, the whole rockery was immediately split into countless small stones.Worse than throwing a dynamite.

(End of this chapter)