"Hey, this person is very skillful in using the Gods and Fairy Screw!"

Han Tiehu smiled slightly, and he turned around and said to Lu Wenhe: "Master Lu, in the next two days, I will ask Qingshuang to come back. He will bring a little spirit god back. The little spirit god was refined by me and it is also powerful. Even if the innate warrior is not his opponent, it does not require food, drink and food, and can operate by basking in the sun every day. I will give you the guard of the Lu family!"

"Little Spirit God?"

When Lu Wenhe heard this, he was overjoyed and bowed to thank him.

"Master Lu's family, don't be polite. You will need to collect supplies for Han in the future!" Han Tiehu waved his hand, took out a bundle of immortal ropes and handed them to Lu Wenhe, and said, "You can carry this thing with you. When you encounter danger and cannot escape, you can use this thing to go to my trial hall for a while... I can't bring much of the god ropes. Today I will give you a bundle of immortal ropes. When Qingshuang comes back, I will ask him to bring more of you!"

Lu Wenhe smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Han, whenever you encounter rare treasures in the future, you will definitely pay tribute to you!"

"No need." Han Tiehu looked at Wang Sheng again and frowned and said, "Wang Huyuan, what you have in your hands is the secret of the innate Thunder Palm? Lu Qingshuang gave it to you?"

"yes!"

Wang Sheng said respectfully.

"Take it with me!" Han Tiehu felt a little suspicious in his heart. After taking the secret book, he couldn't help but smile.

"It's true. It's Qingshuang's handwriting. I'm afraid no one can understand it except himself." Han Tiehu shook his head and returned the secret book to Wang Sheng. "It's Han who was careless. This secret book is useless to you. Let Lu Qingshuang spread your innate thunder palm in the future!"

"Yes, yes, yes, thanks Mr. Han!"

Wang Sheng just said that Han Tiehu is very different from when he first came to the Lu family, regardless of temperament or strength. Wang Sheng was simply instinctively respectful to him.

Han Tiehu looked at Elder Mo who was lying on the ground and was unconscious. He felt interesting. How could he see this person falling to the ground everywhere?

A moment later, Han Tiehu used the Immortal Screw to arrive at the entrance of the Trial Hall.

At this time, the Shan Guxing was being pressed to the ground with one arm by a giant spirit god, screaming there.

Han Tiehu shook his sleeves, and the giant god guarding the gate understood and let go of the lonely walking.

"This is my Iron Humen Trial Hall. Outsiders should not enter, don't break in!"

"Yes, yes! I'm reckless, please forgive me!"

Shan Guxing was surprised and felt that he had arrived at the legendary immortal mansion. The figure guarding the gate was really powerful and could hold himself down with one hand.

After all, I am the leader of a sect. Although I have not yet entered the innate world, my master is not my opponent at all. My uncle once said that in terms of tricks and techniques alone, Kongkongmen has never been stronger than me for two hundred years.

The person guarding the gate seemed to be able to hold himself down with one move, and I am afraid that the innate master is not his opponent.

He couldn't help but yearn for the Tiehu Sect, and was even more curious about what the scene was in the Trial Hall.

"Tell me where your station is, the more detailed the better." Han Tiehu spoke again at this time. While speaking, he had already communicated with the King of Divine Ghost. With a swing of his sleeve, the true energy of inspiration turned into a gold ingot and flew towards the King of Divine Ghost.

The gold ingot was burned by the paper money alone.

When the King of Ghosts saw the golden ingot, his eyes lit up. He quickly took it happily, and then swallowed it in one bite, as if he had eaten delicious food, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"It seems that Ling Qian is indeed quite attractive to Lingmindian creatures..."

Han Tiehu was thinking silently.

Shan Guxing honestly told where the Kongkongmen station was. He didn't understand what the Iron Tiger Immortal was going to do. After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy. He rubbed his eyes again and found that he was already in mid-air.

Han Tiehu held his back waist clothes and grabbed him, asking slowly: "Is this your station?"

"ah?"

Shan Guxing's body shook and then he looked around carefully. When he saw that, he felt his scalp numb and his back was sweating coldly.

Isn’t this the home of my own Kongkongmen?

He really doesn't understand what's going on?

Why can you come back here suddenly?

Could it be that the Iron Tiger Immortal used some immortal techniques or magic?

Arrived thousands of miles away in an instant? This is really incredible.

"Return to Daxian, this is my resident. The Sutra Pavilion is in the back mountain. I will guide you."

Shan Guxing was even more afraid of Han Tiehu.

Han Tiehu put him on the ground and followed him to the Sutra Pavilion in the back mountain.

Along the way, he saw some disciples from Kongkongmen. They all looked listless and frivolous, as if they were injured on their bodies, which made him feel that Kongkongmen was quite down.

If you walk alone, you will naturally no one dares to stop Han Tiehu. The disciples of the Kongguanmen on the road bowed and bowed. When they arrived at the Sutra Gallery in the Back Mountain, Han Tiehu did not hesitate and entered it. Any books that he thought were useful would be put into Qiankun bag.

The Sutra Library of Kongkongmen is quite large. There are probably tens of thousands of books in it, and many of them are covered with dust. There are basically no serious martial arts books in these books, all of which are "The Ancestors of Kongkongmen", "The Proverbs of the Ancestors", "The Quotes of the Ancestors", "The Secret of the Immortal Master", "The Legend of the Demons", etc.

Han Tiehu spent three hours to search for more than half of the classics in the Sutra Pavilion. Only then did he feel satisfied. He came to Shan Guxing and said, "I will take some of the classics here. What are you calling?"

"Go back to the Great Immortal, my name is Shan Guxing!"

"Oh, Dan Guxing! You are not bad, you are a craftable material. I will leave you three small Yuan Danshes, just treat it as exchanging those classics... By the way, this thing is for you!"

Han Tiehu took out a statue of the Incense True Lord carved from peach wood a few days ago.

"This is the Dharma statue of the True Lord of Incense. He bows to this Dharma statue and recites the name of the True Lord of Incense. Han can protect you... You can also burn paper money for this Dharma statue... You seem to be quite proficient in burning paper money. If the paper money is burned well, Han will reward you! In this case, Han will say goodbye to you and see you again if you are lucky!"

Han Tiehu did not drag on the mud, leaving behind the Dharma image of the True Lord of Incense and three small Yuan pills, and then shook his hand and threw out the immortal rope and left.

Shan Luxing was stunned and a little at a loss.

At this time, a man with crutches walked out from behind. His face turned pale and looked extremely weak. He was Shan Guxing's junior brother, who stole the saint and washed the galaxy.

Xi Xinghe looked ugly, and he whispered: "Senior Brother, are you leading a wolf into the house? That person robbed me of Kongkongmen..."

Before Xi Xinghe could finish his words, Shan Guxing quickly pulled him aside and said nervously: "Junior brother, be careful, that's the Iron Tiger Immortal!"

"Iron Tiger Immortal!" Xi Xinghe's face turned pale.

"Yes, according to my speculation, he is at least a tiger demon who can transform!"

"Tiger Demon? Senior Brother, are you stupid again after reading books?"

"What do you know? I'm too lazy to tell you, go and tell the disciples in the sect to prepare paper money. From today on, I will worship the Iron Tiger Immortal and burn paper money for him!"
Chapter completed!