The second update...

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Han Yun couldn't sleep, so he sat up and practiced. This was even worse, and he almost got angry.

Han Yun simply put on the invisible cloak, walked out the door lightly, and wandered along the stone road in the village. Suddenly, a figure flashed out from a courtyard, and Han Yun recognized Xiong Ba at a glance.

Xiong Ba also found Han Yun wearing a black cloak, but he didn't recognize Han Yun. The cloak covered most of the face. Han Yun pretended to be passing by and passed by Xiong Ba. Xiong Ba watched Han Yun go away and sneaked into a courtyard outside, which was actually a "mobile array"

Xiong Ba took out a jade talisman and flashed a few times. The magic circle opened. A young man in purple robe showed his head and waved. Xiong Ba flashed into the courtyard.

Han Yun's expression changed slightly. The purple-robed boy was Luo Huan. Han Yun walked around the outside of the yard for a few times, but he couldn't think of a way to enter the yard. He had to leave in disappointment, and his magic power would be exhausted. If he happened to meet Xiong Ba, he would be troublesome.

Han Yun returned to his room and secretly hated him. Could this Luo Huan want to collude with Xiong Ba and intercept us halfway? I have to remind Liu Xiaoxiao and the others.

"Han Yun, did you not sleep last night?" Wu Pin looked at Han Yun with a strange look on his face. Han Yun split his mouth and smiled, "Maybe he was too excited!"

"Hehe, I was like this when I first came!" Wu Pin smiled. Everyone left the courtyard, unblocked the mount and flew towards the hillside of Qishui Peak.

At this time, the sky above Qishui Peak was very lively, and all levels of flying mounts were endless. The most eye-catching thing was the fourth-level mid-level griffin with two lion-headed and bird-shaped bodies. The power released on the body made all flying mounts hide away tremblingly.

At this time, there were two middle-aged cultivators sitting on the backs of the two griffins, and they were leisurely tasting tea.

"These two are disciples of the Guanhe Sect, and they should be the law enforcement officers on duty today! Their cultivation is at least in the middle stage of foundation building, or even in the late stage!" Wu Pin told Han Yun in a low voice.

"Wu Pin, please accompany Han Yun around and buy a flying mount. Don't be deceived by others!" Liu Xiaoxiao ordered.

"Don't worry, with me, Wu Pin, we are the only one who lie!" Wu Pin said loudly. Liu Xiaoxiao, Nie Feng, Zhang and Lu went to deal with the items accumulated in the past six months of hunting. Han Yun also handed over the black rooster to them for sale.

"Haha, let's go! Take you around to see it!" Wu Pin excitedly led the way. Many practitioners set up temporary stalls, placed everything for sale on it, and quietly waited for customers to come.

Han Yun opened his eyes. These cultivators sold a variety of things, from elixirs, elixir recipes to animal bones, skins, ores, many things Han Yun had never heard of.

"Hehe, I'm stunned! These are all small things. The things that appeared in the next two days are really good things! But they are not affordable to people of our level, but it's also good to open your eyes!" Wu Pin patted Han Yun's shoulder and said.

"Let's go, there are flying mounts there, see if there are any suitable ones!" Wu Pin led Han Yun to a stall. Next to the stall was a mighty white-headed carving, which was very similar to Liu Xiaoxiao's mount. The stall owner was a short-bearded old man, who looked like he ignored him. Han Yun's clothes were too shabby, and there was not a single suit. Wu Pin was just the most common snow silkworm suit, so the old man was too lazy to pay attention to it.

"Fellow Daoist, are there any white feather cranes for sale?" Wu Pin frowned a little dissatisfied. The short-bearded old man shook his head and said disdainfully: "I don't sell flying mounts below level 2. If you want to buy white feather cranes, go to the store at the Crane Control Gate!"

Damn! So arrogant! Wu Pin pulled Han Yun and left. At this moment, there was a commotion in the sky. A leopard-headed monster flew from a distance with his wings slapped. A young man in red with a big sword on his back was sitting on the monster, looking in a state of inability, followed by seven or eight followers, and everyone was riding on a flying mount above level two.

The leopard-headed monster let out a loud roar, and the two griffins became a little irritated. Some white-feathered cranes were so scared that they fell down, and the unlucky crane rider was also injured. The young man in red pointed at these people and laughed wildly, "A bunch of garbage!"

"Who is this person?" Han Yun asked.

"Hehe, boy, Wan Libao, the young master of Wan Jian Sect, doesn't know him? His fourth-level lower-level Flying Leopard Crane was bought from our Beast Control Sect!" The short-bearded old man showed off proudly.

"The Beast Control Sect actually has a Level 4 mount for sale?" Han Yun said in surprise.

The short-bearded old man turned dark and said coldly: "Not to mention the fourth-level mount, as long as you can afford the spirit stone, we can also get the fifth-level mount!"

Han Yun said a little disbelief: "The level five mount has the strength of the Golden Pill stage, so don't swear!"

The old man with short beard curled his lips proudly and said, "Boy, are you from that sect?"

Han Yun raised his eyebrows: "Mark Garden!"

"So that's it! Hehe, a small sect that is not a good person!" The short-bearded old man threw a disdain and looked up at the sky, even withdrew his interest in talking to Han Yun. Wu Pin pulled Han Yun away awkwardly and complained: "The Beast-Driving Sect is the second largest sect in Beichen. If you ask for the bamboo courtyard in front of them, aren't you humiliating yourself?"

Han Yun couldn't help frowning and said lightly: "So what about the third-rate sect? Even if you mention the third-rate sect, you can't even mention it!"

"You... are so angry that I'm so angry! If the boss hadn't asked me to follow you, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you!" Wu Pin said angrily.

Han Yun said with a dark face: "I don't need you to follow me! You can do it yourself!"

"Okay, this is what you said yourself! The boss can't blame me!" Wu Pin left with a dark face.

Han Yun smiled and finally threw the tail off. At most, he apologized to him after going back. Han Yun walked to a remote corner, put on the black cloak and walked out, walked around and returned to the difficult position of the old man in the Beast Control Sect.

"Old man, how many spirit stones are carved by this white-headed man?" Han Yun said in a hoarse voice. The short-bearded old man looked up and down at Han Yun. Seeing that he was just a rookie in the second level of Qi refining, his enthusiasm also decreased a lot. He stretched out five fingers and said, "No less than 500 low-grade spirit stones!"

Although this old man was a little arrogant, the price was fair. Liu Xiaoxiao's white-headed eagle was also five hundred spirit stones.

"Are there any level three mounts?" Han Yun said lightly. The short-bearded old man looked at Han Yun again and said suspiciously: "The lowest level three mount is eight hundred spirit stones!"

Han Yun snorted coldly: "Price is not a problem, the most important thing is that the goods must be good!"

The short-bearded old man's pupils shrank and immediately became enthusiastic. Today he met the second-generation ancestor's prodigal son, and said with a flattering smile: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, you are definitely a top-notch guy!" As he said that, he took out two green seal rings and handed them to Han Yun.

"This is a third-level lower-level vulture, this is a third-level lower-level snow-backed eagle!" said the short-bearded old man.

A fierce vulture and a domineering giant eagle were released. The vulture was too ugly and Han Yun didn't like it. The feathers on the back of the giant eagle were as white as snow, with elegance in domineeringness. Han Yun hesitated for a moment and reached out to touch the back of the giant eagle. It was soft and smooth, and it must be very comfortable to sit on it.

"Hehe, fellow Taoist eyesight, this snow-backed goshawk can travel thousands of miles a day and without any hindrance! And the speed is twice as fast as a vulture, with a maximum weight of 500 kilograms. Just feed a low-grade spirit stone a month! The price is also fair, one thousand spirit stones!" The short-bearded old man enthusiastically promoted.

Han Yun hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I want to buy a more advanced head?"

A glimmer burst out in the eyes of the short-bearded old man, and he lowered his voice and said, "What level do fellow Taoist wants? The fourth-level mount must be sent back to the sect to get it!"

Han Yun suddenly woke up and lowered his voice and said, "Hehe, there is no need for level 4. If the old man knows that he hasn't peeled me yet! Are there any level 3 upper level?"

The short-bearded old man was stunned. This kid really has a big backstage, otherwise the garbage on the second level of Qi refining could be able to sit on the mount before Level 2.

"Level 3 upper level..." The old man with short beard scratched his head a little embarrassedly. Han Yun said lightly: "The second largest sect in Beichen, there are no mounts of the third upper level?"

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the old man with short beards, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Come with me!" After that, he closed the stall and left. Han Yun hesitated for a moment and followed him. Anyway, he didn't dare to do anything on the Qishui Peak.

The old man with short beards took Han Yun into an inconspicuous store, and the owner was a fat woman.

"Huo Hun, will it be sold out so soon?" The fat woman asked when she saw the old man with short beards. The old man with short beards pulled the old man into the inner room, as if discussing something.

Han Yun looked at the shop vigilantly, and the organs sold here were all monsters, and it seemed that they were the storefronts opened by the Beast Control Gate.

After a while, the old man with a short beard and the fat woman walked out. The fat woman glared at Han Yun with a bad expression. The old man with a short beard smiled and took out a purple seal ring. A purple light flashed, and a big purple bird appeared in front of Han Yun. The big bird was more than two meters high and very majestic. Two flag feathers on his head stood up high, both noble and elegant, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

Han Yun couldn't help but blurted out: "Good bird!"

"Bah! What good bird? I don't even recognize the third-level upper-level monster Zihuang!" The fat woman seemed to have a lot of resentment towards Han Yun.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, don't blame me, this purple phoenix was given to her...!" The short-bearded old man said awkwardly. Han Yun couldn't help but feel relieved. It turned out that the old man planned to use this purple phoenix to catch this fat girl, and now he regretted it.

"I like this purple phoenix very much. You can offer a price!" Han Yuncai said with a generous and generous voice. The old man with short beard smiled and said, "This purple phoenix is ​​raised by myself. It does not belong to the Beast Control Sect. It has spent a lot of effort, that two thousand..."

"No sell without three thousand spirit stones!" The fat woman interrupted, and the old man with short beard looked at Han Yun in embarrassment. Han Yun said without hesitation: "Just three thousand spirit stones, I want this purple phoenix!"

"What, you want this! Idiot! The third-level upper-level mount is worth three thousand spirit stones... You idiot!" The fat woman was almost crazy. She wanted to start a high price to scare Han Yun away.

The old man with short beard smiled like a flower, and wanted to change his words and say five thousand spirit stones, but his face was not that thick. Han Yun took out fifteen medium-grade fire spirit stones and threw them to the old man with short beard, put Zihuang's seal ring on his hand, sealed Zihuang and turned around and left.

The short-bearded old man and the fat woman did not come back to her senses until Han Yun's back disappeared, and blurted out: "Medium-grade spirit stone!"

The old man with short beard stuffed the spirit stone into the fat woman's arms, rushed out in a hurry, and walked back disappointedly after a while.

"How is it? Didn't catch up?" asked the fat woman hurriedly. The old man with short beard shook his head and said, "That guy slipped faster than a ghost, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

"Forget it, the background of those who can afford to use medium-grade spirit stones is definitely not simple, so it's better not to provoke them!" said the fat woman.
Chapter completed!