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Chapter 11 Re-Treading the Realm of Cultivation

The reason why the bloodthirsty vine here grows so luxuriantly is probably the bead on the left hand of the man who was entangled by the bloodthirsty vine. Although this precious bead made Zhao Hen, the mysterious immortal in the Nine Heavens, also envious, Zhao Hen's current cultivation level of the third level of soul refining is simply impossible to move such a powerful monster like the Bloodthirsty Vine, so he would never rush up to serve the Bloodthirsty Vine as an appetizer.

Now Zhao Hen has roughly figured out the cause of the death of the five Nascent Soul Ancestors. According to Zhao Hen's guess, it must be that the five Nascent Souls were greedy after seeing the beads in the hands of this person entangled by the bloodthirsty vine, so he planned to kill people and seize treasures, but he was killed by someone and ended up dying before he could succeed. If Zhao Hen's guess was true, the person entangled would at least be an ancestor at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

Now Zhao Hen looked at the treasure bead with greed, but could only stare at it, but he didn't dare to get close. After thinking hard for a while and still having no choice, he decided to leave here first. At worst, he could come to collect this item when he had achieved success in his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hen began to look for the exit of the palace and walked forward. Finally, he saw a large stone disk at the end of the medicine garden. Zhao Hen stepped forward with great strides and stepped on the white stone brick on the large disk.

‘Swish’

The scenery in front of him flashed, Zhao Hen's body disappeared from the big disc. What appeared in front of Zhao Hen again was the smokey Qingping Mountain, but at the beginning, the corpses of the officers, soldiers and bandits were carried away at some point, but Zhao Hen had no time to pay attention to where the dead went. What did they have to do with Zhao Hen? Who saw Zhao Hen killing? One truth that Zhao Hen firmly believed is that dead people can't speak!

Looking at Zhao Hen, who was growing in the forest, slowly walked down the mountain.

...

After leaving Qingping Mountain, Zhao Hen went to Zi Yanran's house. Zi Yanran's eyes were stunned when she saw Zhao Hen for the first time, and then she rushed into Zhao Hen's arms and sobbed. A small pink fist hit his chest. "Zhao Hen, you bad guy, I thought you..." When Zi Yanran said this, she no longer had the courage to continue talking. It turned out that shortly after Zhao Hen entered the palace, officers and soldiers rushed over. Soon, the news that the entire army of soldiers of the Qingping Mountain suppressed bandits was soon spread. After learning about this, Zi Yanran thought that Zhao Hen had also encountered an accident, so she didn't want to eat and drink all day long, and often hid in the boudoir and cried secretly, but no matter how her parents persuaded her, it was useless.

Looking at Zi Yanran's swollen eyes and haggard face, Zhao Hen seemed to realize something. At this moment, Zhao Hen was also heartbroken. What else could he say besides hugging Zi Yanran tightly? It is enough to have such a woman who loves her in this life!

After a while, Zhao Hen naturally made a marriage contract with Zi Yanran and arranged for her and her parents to live with her parents. Now Zhao Hen is still very weak and cannot take Zi Yanran out to take risks. He can only wait until he has the strength before he can find a way to bring Zi Yanran into the world of cultivation.

Zhao Hen was not polite at all when he used the silver notes he had taken from the Taoist priests. He bought land, slaves, and built houses. The small manor that was not big at the time had now been transformed into a large villa with white silver by Zhao Hen. Hundreds of acres of fertile land, dozens of servants, and hundreds of farmers who had farmed grain for the villa. His parents, who had never enjoyed a good life, suddenly became enviable people. Everyone in the villa nodded and bowed when they saw them. Zi Yanran was naturally respected as the owner's wife, but every time Zi Yanran heard such a title, his face was blushing, and the expression of happiness on her face was even more expressive.

After arranging all this, Zhao Hen did not rush to leave. In the following time, he arranged the guardian formation again with spirit stones. The current defense of the formation can at least resist the invasion of the Qi Refining Cultivator. As long as the people inside did not go out, even the war would not affect the peace here.

As for what he was going to do, Zhao Hen did not tell his parents and Zi Yanran, so as not to worry about him again. But Zhao Hen left them a lot of spiritual fruits and medicines collected from the medicine garden to nourish the body.

Of course, Zhao Hen naturally would not forget to remind them that in the next few years, the world would be in chaos. In this mountainous area, he had already added dozens of illusion arrays in more than a dozen directions around him. As long as outsiders break into this illusion array, they would immediately become dizzy, the illusion mirror will be reborn, and finally leave here unknowingly.

After taking care of the entire villa, Zhao Hen reluctantly walked out of the villa's formation, because he knew that he could no longer afford to lose in this life, so he wanted to enter the cultivation world again like his previous life to change his destiny. Whether it was for Zi Yanran or for his parents, he must win! He wanted to prevent the tragedy of his previous life from happening again, he wanted to subvert Qiankun, and he wanted to make Jiutian tremble!

"Hey, wait for me." Just as Zhao Hen was about to walk out of the formation, Zi Yanran hurriedly ran over with a bag.

"Yanran?" Zhao Hen stopped and turned around when he heard Zi Yanran's voice.

"Hey, I made a piece of clothing for you. Be more careful along the way!" Zi Yanran pretended to be indifferent and stuffed the bag into Zhao Hen's hands, but her words of concern for Zhao Hen had already betrayed her.

After hearing this, Zhao Hen couldn't help but wonder. In his memory of his previous life, Zi Yanran could not make clothes at all. Zhao Hen picked up Zi Yanran's little hand without saying anything and looked carefully. Sure enough, he soon found traces of needle-punching on her fingers.

Seeing these, Zhao Hen couldn't help feeling warm and put Zi Yanran's injured finger into his mouth.

"You...you can let go..." Zi Yanran's face turned red due to this stimulation, and she hurriedly pulled her hand back from Zhao Hen's mouth. "How bad it's been seen by others..."

Hearing Zi Yanran's words as thin as mosquitoes and flies, Zhao Hen couldn't help but smile evilly, then he leaned into Zi Yanran's ear and exhaled a breath of heat: "When I come back, can we do something that no one can see?"

When Zi Yanran heard this, her face turned red with shame. She cursed the "rogue" and ran into the villa. Looking at Zi Yanran's beautiful back, Zhao Hen showed a happy smile on her face, and took the clothes that Zi Yanran sewed for herself and walked out happily...

...

After leaving the villa, Zhao Hen began to embark on the road to the cultivation world. Now he is going to go to the market in Fenglin Mountain and trade the things scraped from the Taoist priests into spirit stones. After all, these things are useless to Zhao Hen, and it is better to exchange for some spirit stones. Of course, there is another more important reason to go there, otherwise Zhao Hen would not have wasted time.

Fenglin Mountain is very large and extends continuously to more than 100 miles. In Fenglin Mountain, the red leaves floating all over the sky are like flames burning in the sky, burning the last red light in the sunset, and everything is in full bloom.

The market is located in the center of Fenglin Mountain, covering an area of ​​nearly 100 acres. In the center, there is a large carved and jade-like attic. On the open space of the attic, there is a very wide blue brick square. Many people inside are like small vendors, setting up small stalls around the square. In front of these stalls, one or two people will come to the front to take a look or ask a question, and there are endless people walking around to choose items.

Zhao Hen looked at the familiar scene in his previous life and couldn't help but fall into a brief memory. Then Zhao Hen sat in an open space and placed a martial art and a fireball talisman he had scrapped from the Taoist priest and started waiting for the buyer.

At the beginning, no monk glanced at Zhao Hen. In their opinion, this guy who seemed to have no cultivation level really didn't know what he could do.

But at this moment, Zhao Hen calmly took out a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine and placed it on it. When a monk passing by here inadvertently glanced at this place, he couldn't help but scream in shock when he kicked, "Oh my God, it's actually a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine!"

It would be fine if he didn't shout, but his exclamation was like a bolt from the blue, causing all the monks in Fenglin Mountain Market to come forward one after another.

Oh my God, what does this mean? You must know that this is a place for the Qi Refining Cultivator to trade! What does a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine appear in this Qi Refining Cultivator’s trading venue can be imagined.

Such a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine is worth at least four or five hundred kilograms of low-grade spiritual stones. How many of the Qi Refining Cultivators present can afford it? This is a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine! If it weren't for a monk with a big backer, there wouldn't even be seen by many.

Questioning, I can't believe it will follow, but when they used their spiritual sense to explore it, they exclaimed again. The guy in front of me didn't know where he had luck, but he actually got such a high-year medicinal material. Moreover, this person seemed to have no cultivation yet. At this moment, some very few monks in the crowd also showed greedy eyes. Of course, the surrounding greedy eyes and expressions flashed from time to time, naturally, they did not escape Zhao Hen's eyes.
Chapter completed!
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