After a while, Han Tiehu controlled the green jade bird to fly back to his hand. He carefully examined it, and saw that there was no damage, he received it in the Qiankun bag, closed his eyes and meditated to restore his magic power.

Han Tiehu has silently booked three immortal treasures, one on the sixth floor of the Treasure Building and two on the Xiao family.

But I'm not in a hurry to get it.

Nowadays, magic power is the foundation. You should practice hard and accumulate magic power. If your magic power is not enough, you will not be able to enjoy it even if you have a treasure from the Xiao family.

When Han Tiehu was using the Huichun Gong to restore his magic power, Lu Qingshuang outside the courtyard was also practicing innate skills seriously.

He felt like he had already learned the idea. He was able to practice the second level of innate skills. When he was practicing the first level of internal skills, he felt that there were many obstacles, but now he felt that everything was going with the flow and practiced very smoothly.

After completing a great Zhoutian, Lu Qingshuang exhaled and stopped the exercise. He felt refreshed and stood up happily. Suddenly he wanted to try his skills. He slapped his palm at the wooden door of the courtyard next to him.

With a click, the wooden door seemed to have decayed for a long time, and a hole was directly shot by Lu Qingshuang, and then another clanging sound fell off the door frame.

"Oh, why did I take a break from the master's courtyard? What should I do? I won't make the master unhappy?"

Lu Qingshuang suddenly felt guilty and looked around. Fortunately, there were no outsiders, so he felt relieved and hurried to ask someone to repair it...

Time flies, and another two days have passed.

There has been no major event in the past two days. Han Tiehu has been reciting and his magic power has been restored to 18 o'clock.

The little turtle had to eat a small Yuan Dan every day, and she would sleep when she was full and eat when she was full. She would either lie in the alchemy furnace or lie in Han Tiehu's hair, heartless.

In addition, in the past two days, Han Tiehu has used up all the wood that Lu Qinglei has brought before. Although the carved Dawei Tianlong is still a little less charming, his skills are not bad.

Han Tiehu also carved a slap-long wooden sword with the edges of the corners, which he did as he pleased.

"Have the materials for the refining of Qingyuan Sword not collected yet? It seems that the water Yuan stone and Lan Yanyu are really hard to find!"

Han Tiehu muttered, he stood up and decided to go to Lu Wenhe again.

Han Tiehu was about to go out, and the little turtle sleeping at the bottom of the alchemy furnace seemed to have a sense of heart and woke up immediately. It quickly turned over, climbed out of the alchemy furnace, jumped to the ground, and its four short legs quickly rushing back and chasing Han Tiehu.

The little turtle was not slow. When it rushed to Han Tiehu's feet, it jumped a little, then grabbed Han Tiehu's clothes and climbed up, until it was hidden in Han Tiehu's hair.

"Lightning thief! Forget it, I'll take you out for a walk today."

Han Tiehu could feel the little turtle's attachment to him. He has now named the little turtle because it runs fast, so he called it "lightning"!

The little turtle was hidden in Han Tiehu's hair, and it was very hidden. If you don't pay attention, you can't see it at all. Han Tiehu didn't care either. He walked out of the courtyard with such a little turtle. Seeing Lu Qingshuang standing guard at the gate of the courtyard, he called out: "Qingshuang, go to my room to clean it."

"oh!"

Lu Qingshuang responded, "The master has been carving wood carvings these days, and he knows that he will go in and clean up the wood chips every day."

Just as Han Tiehu walked out of the courtyard, a tragic old Taoist set up a stall next to the stone tablet of Kaiyang City. He brought a stone to sit next to it, but he was like a storyteller and talked freely.

There was a dark iron plate hanging around the waist of the old Taoist. The front of the plate was marked with a lightning pattern, engraved with the four words "Yunluo Demon Suppression" and the back was engraved with five words "Thunder". Mortals could not see the magic of the iron plate, but if Han Tiehu was here, they could find that the iron plate was shining with its inspiration.

"That day, I went to Kaiyang City. When I passed by here, I suddenly felt a sense of my fingers. I guess what? This world stone tablet absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon and the anger of the travelers, and actually gave birth to a trace of wisdom. Don't misunderstand that this world stone tablet is not a god, but a demon! If I don't care, within twenty years, it will become a stone demon. I will have to eat people at that time. I am afraid that it will turn Kaiyang City into a world of upside down! How can I make it go as I wish? I immediately recited the mantra, and killed it with one palm! Don't believe it, I have a palm seal to prove it..."

Of course, this sloppy Taoist priest was making up randomly, but he said it vividly, attracting many passers-by to watch.

He has been doing this for many days. When passers-by saw the palm prints on the stone tablet, they were all amazed and brought him some benefits.

The master's profession is to face each other, fortune telling, and selling talisman paper. In fact, he has no real ability. He just fools people and makes some money to make a living!

"I don't know who left a handprint on this stone tablet, but it gave the old Taoist convenience. He made a few random words and cheated passers-by, which was more profitable than setting up a fortune telling stall in Kaiyang City."

The sloppy Taoist was quite proud. From a distance, he saw a carriage approaching. The carriage was quite grand, a four-wheeled carriage. He knew at a glance that the person riding the car was either rich or noble. The old Taoist quickly stood up, blocked the road, and stroked his beard in a pretentious manner.

When the carriage approached, he didn't let it go. The coachman scolded him. The old Taoist pretended to be a senior and said, "I can kill the secrets of heaven. If the people in this carriage have committed a fate, there will be a great disaster. I can do it... Don't believe it, look at the stone tablet next to the road."

The person sitting in the carriage was not someone else, it was Lu Qingyu, Qin Shangwu and Wushan Sword God Lu Kang.

When Qin Shangwu saw the carriage stop, he shouted, "Carriageman, what's the matter?"

The coachman said: "When the young master, there is a sloppy Taoist priest who is not aware of his life and death blocking the road, saying that he wants to see a stone tablet!"

"Break him away!"

But without waiting for the driver to take action, the old Taoist priest who called himself Xuan Chenzi came directly to the carriage and shouted into the carriage: "Come on, look at the stone tablet!"

Qin Shangwu frowned, lifted the curtain, and shouted, "What stone tablet is there?"

"It's the stone tablet with the seal of my true skills on it. You can tell at a glance that my magic power is. Today, I am a coincidence, and I can make you kill me!" The Taoist priest who is neither humble nor arrogant, and he seems full of confidence.

The Wushan Sword God in the carriage smiled, but said, "Okay, okay, let me see what real skills are you?"

The Wushan Sword God was just looking for a leisure time. Now Kaiyang City is close to you, and he is not in a hurry to rush to the road. He got off the carriage and walked towards the stone tablet.

Qin Shangwu and Lu Qingyu naturally did not dare to stop him, so they followed Lu Kang.

At this time, there were also several pedestrians looking at the stone tablet around the world, and they were all amazed.

Lu Kang walked up curiously and saw a palm print that was as deep as two inches into his eyes, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

"How about it, isn't my true skills palm print fake?" Xuan Chenzi, a tragic Taoist, pretending to beside him.

Lu Kang suddenly took action and pinched Xuan Chenzi's wrist. Xuan Chenzi suddenly felt a sharp pain, and his old face instantly turned into a pig's liver: "If you have something to say, say something to say, don't do it, can't I do it for you?"

Lu Kang chuckled and said, "Did you leave this palm print?"

Xuan Chenzi nodded with tears in his eyes and said, "Yes, right?"

Lu Kang exerted force on his hand, and Xuan Chenzi's tears really fell. He hurriedly said, "I've called it, it's not me, it's my senior brother, it's my senior brother!"
Chapter completed!