Bypassing the two rows of stalls, he came to the last row of stalls, and the popularity on the spiritual jade became higher and higher. Finally, Han Suwen's eyes remained on the last stall of the last row of stalls.

To be precise, it stayed on an unknown fragment in the last stall. The fragment was not big, about a quarter of the palm, and it was impossible to tell which metal was made of, let alone recognize the fragment as a piece of powerful magic weapon. The seller was still very willful, and the item introduction was written directly on the unknown fragment, but the thing to be replaced was the God Transformation Pill, not one, but three God Transformation Pills.

Many people passing by will not help but complain if the stall owner is crazy. They have to have a degree of imagination. A piece of broken copper and iron with no idea of ​​what function is needed to be replaced with three Yuan Transformation Pills. If it is not crazy, it is.

The owner of this stall came to the trading street three days ago. After renting a stall, he kept here. There were three things for sale. The other two had been exchanged and the items exchanged were also collected. Only this unknown fragment was priced outrageously and no one cared about it.

Everyone was waiting to see the stall owner's joke because they firmly believed that no one would be foolish enough to exchange three phantom magic pills for a useless piece of ragged iron.

The ridicule of the passers-by was not unheard of. So what if they heard it? They felt that no one would buy it because they were superficial. Someone would definitely buy the broken copper and iron in his hand. He did not hesitate to exchange it with three magical transformation pills. The person who exchanged the fragments would be the one he would follow for his life.

The fragments in front of him were so inconspicuous that there was even some dust on them, but Han Suwen's eyes still fell on the fragments.

The fragments of the Evil-Suppressing Ling, the three magical transformation pills are really cheap. Even if the fragments of the artifact become like the Evil-Suppressing Ling, there are more than the price of the three magical transformation pills.

Han Suwen took out three magic pills and put them on the stall to trade. He refined the magic pill a while ago and came in handy before he could eat it.

"Wait." The sound made by the owner of the stall was a bit rough. It was after the equipment-the cloak was changed. "The town is an innocent thing, and it resounds through the eight-side bell."

Ten words made Han Suwen, who was about to turn around and leave, stopped and looked back at the black cloak. The other party also looked at Han Suwen's black cloak. The cloak could cover people well, but both parties had the illusion that they had seen through it by the other party.

"Is there anything?" Han Suwen's voice was also rough. It seemed that it was the same batch of cloaks made, and even the voice change was exactly the same.

"Give it." The man in the cloak handed a jade token to Han Suwen.

Han Suwen reached out to take it, checked the information on the jade token, and nodded to the other party.

After receiving Han Suwen's affirmative answer, the other party immediately packed up his things and left the trading street with Han Suwen.

After returning the things separately, Han Suwen went to the agreed place to meet up. The information left on the other party's jade tablet was actually nothing. It was just to ask Han Suwen to go to a restaurant in Fenglin City, Hanxiangguan, after the Trading Street.

No matter what the other party’s idea was, Han Suwen would go and read it for a while. Among the ten words the other party said, there was the existence of the Xieling. The other party knew the Xieling. She had to figure out what the other party came from, otherwise she would be uneasy.

When I arrived at the agreed place, I entered one of the private rooms under the guidance of the servant, and one of the private rooms that was booked three days ago but no one has been here.

Although the servant was curious, it didn't matter if someone paid the money or not. As long as it didn't affect their income, it was enough. After three days of vacancies, people finally came today. He looked at Han Suwen for a few moments, but he didn't know that it all fell into Han Suwen's eyes.

Han Suwen just didn't want to say anything more to the other party. She just saw it if she wanted to, and there was nothing she could not show it to her.

When he arrived at the private room, the servant wanted to open the door but was stopped by Han Suwen. He did not go to the appointment because he trusted the other party, but because he knew the existence of the Xieling. Before opening the door, he confirmed whether it was safe or the price comparison was important.

The servant was obediently guarding the side, and when Han Suwen felt it was OK, he opened the door for Han Suwen. After confirming that there were no traps in the private room, Han Suwen signaled that the servant could open the door.

The servant opened the door for Han Suwen, stepped back, and took Han Suwen to the door and left after he got in.

There was a large round table behind the door, and a white figure turned his back to Han Suwen. It was really all white, his clothes were white, and even his hair was white.

The other party turned around and saw a young face with a gray hair on the young man, who was talking about the person in front of Han Suwen.

"You are here." Unlike the rough voice on the trading street, the young man's own voice is very gentle, as if he has a convincing power.

"Who are you? Why do you know about the matter of Zhen Xieling?" The confusing voice of the other party made Han Suwen cheer up and straight to the point. She didn't want to be careful and said.

The young man showed a warm smile at Han Suwen, "I am Wen Shaoning, the only Miaomiao of Tianji Wen." When he said the following words, Wen Shaoning was so proud that he took the responsibility of carrying forward their family.

This kind of honor is something that others can’t even ask for.

Although the whole family was dead, but he was the only one left, Wen Shaoning thought about his importance from another perspective, rather than putting himself in a miserable position. Such a person will never be defeated by setbacks.

Han Suwen stared at Wen Shaoning for a long time. The other party's thoughts were very innovative and quite similar to her situation. He was inexplicably less vigilant about the other party.

Then, Han Suwen's vigilance rose again, and she relaxed in a few words. It was not simple, it was really not simple. It was the first time she had encountered such a person who made people unable to help but let go of their guard.

Seeing Han Suwen's every move, Wen Shaoning said softly, "Don't worry, I really have no malice. There are still some attempts, but it's not a bad intention."

Han Suwen looked at Wen Shaoning and signaled the other party to continue. After saying his intention, he would explain clearly what his intention was.

"My attempt is very simple, just let me follow you." Wen Shaoning was extremely determined when he said this. Han Suwen thought he had heard it wrong, so he followed her?

A man who claims to be a Tianji Wen family wants to follow her? This should be the biggest joke she has ever heard. A monk from the Great Perfection of the God Transformation Stage ran to her in front of a Nascent Soul Stage and said he wanted to follow her. It was so funny. If he didn't believe it, he would not believe it.

"Don't believe it, I'm telling the truth." Han Suwen said everything with his expression, and Wen Shaoning hurriedly added, "I've calculated that someone will buy the fragments of the evil spirit in my hand in the past three days, and the person who bought the fragments of the evil spirit will be the one I will follow in the future." Isn't the reason why he is the only one left in the Tianji Wen family because the people in their school are good at divination and prediction.

There were so many secrets that the people in their family became weaker and weaker, and only Wen Shaoning died.

When the whole family died, Wen Shaoning was eight years old. A young child grew up into a handsome young man in the cultivation world where the strong prey on the weak. It took a hundred years to practice from a child in the Qi Refining Stage to the current Great Perfection of the God Transformation Stage.

Before his family died, he told him a fortune. He would be the future glory of their Wen clan, but this glory was not the result of his efforts alone, but he chose the right follower. The Wen clan of Tianji has not been practicing for a long time, and it should be said that the road to improving his strength is too difficult.

The spiritual roots are good, but the road to improvement is difficult.

As long as Wen Shaoning follows the right person, Tianji Wen's regained glory is just around the corner.

A hundred years ago, Wen Shaoning didn't believe that his own destiny should naturally be controlled by him, but half a month ago, he always dreamed of the scene of his father before his death, and kept repeating the sentence in his mind to find the right person to follow.

Wen Shaoning, who was unable to bear the harassment, could only obediently calculate a fortune for himself, act according to the meaning of the fortune, appear on the trading street, waiting for the person who needs to follow to appear. As for the fragment of the evil spirit, Wen Shaoning held two pieces in his hand, one was passed down from the family, and the other was found by him accidentally.

Wen Shaoning had been tired of listening to the origin of the fragments of Xieling since he was a child. Unfortunately, no one gave him the origin of the fragments of Xieling after he was eight years old. He only remembered the ten words. He found the fragments of Xieling that he took out to sell, and the piece at home was still preserved well with him.

"By the way, I still have a piece of evil-suppressing bell fragment in my hand. If you promise me to follow me, the remaining pieces of evil-suppressing bell fragments will be presented with both hands." It was time for the fragments of evil-suppressing bell fragments he left to work.

When I was a child, I didn’t know what the fragments of Jingxie Ling were used. When I grew up, I read a lot of books at home and found out that Jingxie Ling was one of the powerful artifacts that ascended thousands of years ago, and that great god was also the one who followed their Tianji Wen family.

Before his death, his old family repeatedly reminded him that he could find the descendant of the big man they had followed and continue to follow him. He was unwilling, dissatisfied, and even resentful in his early years, but he did not find anyone during his second-year period. At that time, he still thought that if he found someone, he would beat him up first.

The second phase of the middle school has passed and gradually matured, and there has been no resentment in his heart. Since fate is arranged in this way, Wen Shaoning will meet that powerful descendant. If the other party can meet his own standards, he will choose to follow him. If not, he will just walk away. No one stipulates that he must follow him.

"Do you know who I am?" Han Suwen did not agree to Wen Shaoning's request without hesitation because of the fragments of the Evil Ling. In the wilderness, her name should be very loud.

The smile on the corner of Wen Shaoning's mouth was maintained perfectly. How could he not know who the person in front of him was? The famous Han Suwen.

When Han Suwen's news came from the other end of the Lingbeast Mountains to their wilderness, Wen Shaoning learned about Han Suwen's existence. His surname was Han, and he happened to have the same surname as the big man recorded in his family.

The news that reached the wilderness was not very accurate, but Wen Shaoning obtained insider information through his own channels that many people did not know, and there was the existence of the spiritual jade in this news.

The spiritual jade with the surname Han and one of the top ten magical tools is not the descendant of the big man recorded in the family classics, he cut his head off and was kicked as a ball. And Wen Shaoning is sure that he is right in front of him, who looks completely different from the one in the news.

"Han Suwen." Wen Shaoning said firmly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of confidence. So what if Han Suwen changed his appearance after taking the Disguise Pill? He identified that it was not his appearance, but Han Suwen was willing to spend three magical transformation pills in exchange for the fragments of the Evil-Super Ling. He confirmed Han Suwen's identity.

"How do you know?" The other party's cultivation level in the God Transformation Stage should not be able to see through his disguise.

"How can I see through it? There is time to tell you that what is more important is whether to agree to my follower?" Wen Shaoning brought the topic back to his small attempt again. Han Suwen would agree to his small request, "Look, just one sentence, you can not only get a powerful thug, me, but also get a piece of evil-suppressing bell fragment. Is it a good deal?"

"My words, I am definitely worth it with me. Not only can I say that I am strong, I can also predict the future. I can tell you a fortune or not. It is necessary to avoid bad luck." Wen Shaoning vigorously promoted himself.

"Give you a chance." Wen Shaoning gave her not bad feelings, she could give her a chance. Isn't she a few people? She has more help. Wen Shaoning is in the Great Perfection of the God Transformation Stage, and she has left the body half a step.

Wen Shaoning was also ready to continue to use words to win Han Suwen's consent. When he got the affirmative answer, he took his ears twice to show that he had heard nothing wrong just now. Then he withdrew his hand, as if nothing had happened just now, and he was so stupid that he could not say anything.

"Suppressing Evil Ling fragments." He stretched out his hand and got what he needed first. She could restore their Evil Ling's body as soon as possible after collecting all the Evil Ling. I don't know if the weapon spirit can be restored as before.

Wen Shaoning shook his head, "Not now." He didn't settle down. If the fragment of the evil spirit was given to Han Suwen, what should he do if Han Suwen dumped him? He had to get a little bit of benefits for himself first.

After staring at Wen Shaoning for a long time, Han Suwen turned around and said, "Let's go."

"After a while, I heard that the food here is very good. I spent the spirit stone to wrap it here. I'm sorry for myself if I don't have a meal here." Wen Shaoning took out a fan and shook it twice, looking like a good young master. "I wonder if I'm lucky to invite fellow Daoist Han to a meal?"

He pretended to be very good. Without the previous exchange, Han Suwen's first impression was that he was a reserved noble man when he saw Wen Shaoning's current outfit.

The noble young man failed to show off, and the fan in his hand fell to the ground without holding it firmly. When he was about to contact the ground, Wen Shaoning picked up the fan, as if nothing had happened just now.

Since someone sincerely wanted to treat a meal, why did he refuse? Han Suwen turned around and found a seat to sit down.

Wen Shaoning called the servant in the store and ordered a table of spiritual food. He spent all the big money, and this little money was nothing.

Two-thirds of it was asked by Han Su, and the principle of guests following the guests is not valid at their brief gatherings. You can only eat whatever you want.

After eating and drinking, he slowly digested the spiritual power from the spiritual food. Han Suwen led Wen Shaoning back to where she lives now. As for the room, it seemed that there was no Wen Shaoning's. In the end, it was Wen Shaoning's own business. Her master had no choice. It was a small family in the house, so it was normal for few rooms. I was curious about how Wen Shaoning looked when he knew there was no place to live.

When they saw their master go out and bring back a living person with white hair, Mu Zixi and the other two were stunned for breath, and then treated each other for their master.

Rather than being entertained, it was better to say that it was appropriate for Wen Shaoning to make a cliché. Wen Shaoning's temperament was too deceptive. He accidentally asked him to tell him everything and explained his own affairs clearly.

Han Suwen didn't care. The apprentices always had to go through something. It was impossible for her to always protect the other party. What would the apprentices who could not grow up have to do? In the future, she would be able to lead a huge hind leg, and she would not regret it until then.

When they first communicated, Mu Zixi and the other two were a little prepared for Wen Shaoning. After a conversation, they were so accepting that they even cleaned up a room for Wen Shaoning.

Mu Zixi took the initiative to give up the room and moved to live with his younger brother.

When Han Suwen found out, he shook his head slightly. His apprentice still had too little knowledge. If Wen Shaoning really believed this, his apprenticeships would have to give him more training in the future.

Wen Shaoning knew that he was still under Han Suwen's inspection, but he believed that he had a clear conscience and was not afraid of Han Suwen's test.

"Give it to me." He stayed at home for a day with Wen Shaoning. Early the next morning, when he saw Wen Shaoning, Han Suwen stretched out his hand to Wen Shaoning, and the fragments of the evil-killing were not given to her.

Wen Shaoning took out a bag from the close-fitting place. The bag was as big as a palm, but the embroidered patterns on it were very attentive and the people who preserved it were also very meticulous.

Take out a fragment of the evil-suppressing bell that is half the size of a palm from the bag, and Wen Shaoning reluctantly handed it to Han Suwen. Seeing each other every day, seeing each other at any time, things that originally had not had many feelings will also cultivate some feelings, one-sided feelings.

The fragments of Zhen Xieling, their family has been in charge for many years. Wen Shaoning doesn’t know. He only knows that the elders repeatedly told them before their death that they must find the owner of the fragments of Zhen Xieling.

After taking a look, he handed the fragments of Zhen Xieling to Han Suwen. Wen Shaoning carefully put away the bag, and there were no fragments, and the bag. Moreover, the fragments were not unavailable. As long as he collected all the fragments, he would have the honor to see Zhen Xieling's complete appearance.

"Thank you." Han Suwen quickly took the fragment, and threw Wen Shaoning off, strode back to the room, and closed the door again. Last night, another fragment had been combined with the evil-suppressing Ling fragment she had obtained before. Now she wants to combine this fragment again.
Chapter completed!