The first update...

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"Linglongxuan!"

Han Yun stopped in front of a shop. This Linglongxuan is the permanent store of the Silk Silk Pavilion in Linqifang City, which specializes in selling defensive suits and some accessories. Because the Silk Silk Pavilion is all female cultivators, everyone is skillful and skillful. The defensive suits made are not only beautiful, but also of good quality. They are very popular among cultivators from all walks of life. However, the relative price is also higher, and it is a price that is just a small price. If you like to buy it, don’t buy it!

Han Yun hesitated for a moment and walked towards the store. A sweet-looking girl greeted her and said enthusiastically: "Young Master, what do you need?"

Han Yun couldn't help but feel a little sweaty. What kind of thing he is dressing like a young master now. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "Is the girl calling?"

"Puff!" The girl covered her mouth and smiled, gave Han Yun a blank look, and said, "That little brother, what do you want to buy?"

Han Yun couldn't help but secretly praised the girl. She looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she was very sleek and old when doing things, which made people feel like she was bathed in spring breeze.

"How many spirit stones do you have in your snow silkworm suit?" Han Yunnaran said. The girl was not surprised. It would be nice for a rookie like Han Yun who had a third-level Qi training to be able to wear a snow silkworm suit.

The girl looked at Han Yun's figure and quickly took out a neatly stacked snow silkworm suit. This suit includes a cloak, long gown, trousers, leggings and socks, but a pair of shoes are missing. The girl smiled and said, "A set of snow silkworm suits, twenty low-grade spirit stones!"

Han Yun couldn't help but be shocked. His white-feathered crane had only thirty spirit stones, and he had fifteen low-grade wooden spirit stones left. This time he was embarrassed.

The girl looked at Han Yun with a smile and said, "You little brother, you can try it first and then pay the spirit stones. There is a room for fitting here!" Han Yun felt a little guilty when the girl looked at him. Can this suit be without pants? Perhaps it can reduce five stones.

Han Yun gritted his teeth and picked up the snow silkworm suit and walked into the room to close the door. The girl covered her mouth and smiled secretly, and said intimately: "This black boy must be not enough spirit stone!"

Han Yun rubbed inside for a long time, gritted his teeth and changed his clothes. He took out a medium-grade fire spirit stone and cut off half of it with the dagger. He deliberately made the broken product uneven. After packing it up, he looked in the mirror and opened the door and walked out with a feeling of self-righteousness.

The girl couldn't help but lit up and said to herself: "This black guy looks much better when wearing a snow silkworm suit!"

Han Yun coughed embarrassedly, and the girl couldn't help but look slightly red, and then she laughed out loud. It turned out that Han Yun was wearing the pair of rustic black cloth shoes, covered with dust and mud, and the thread on the sides of the shoes was falling off, which looked so prominent against the snow-white snow silkworm suit.

"That... do you have any shoes here to give them?" Han Yun said embarrassedly.

"Puff, I think beautifully! Two spirit stones in a thousand-layer boots, five spirit stones in a snow feather boots... fifty spirit stones in a wind boots... which kind do you want?" The girl blinked in a narrow voice.

Han Yun scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Then give me a pair of wind boots!"

The girl was stunned. Did she take a look away? The black boy pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and said authentically: "The wind boots can increase the speed by 10%, but they need fifty spirit stones!" The girl emphasized the fifty spirit stones.

"Uh... aren't there five spirit stones?" Han Yun said with his eyes. The girl couldn't help but roll her eyes cutely, and said angrily: "Dream, it's fifty spirit stones!"

Han Yun smiled and said, "Then give me two... only!"

The girl looked at Han Yun suspiciously. This boy was not here to be a entertainment girl. Han Yun touched his nose and said, "Miss, can't she be fond of me!"

"Bah!" The girl blushed, turned around and walked towards the inner room, and cursed inwardly: "Black boy, if you dare to spend time in this girl, I will make you look good later!"

Han Yun took the blue-gray wind boots handed over by the girl and tried it. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. It was indeed a reward for you. It was comfortable and light to wear. With one's spiritual power, the magic array on the wind boots was activated. It can indeed add 10% of the speed, and consume very little spiritual power.

The girl looked at Han Yun with a smile and tried for a long time before saying, "Isn't you satisfied with it?"

Han Yun nodded suddenly and said, "I am very satisfied!"

"Then please pay the spirit stones, a total of eighty low-grade spirit stones!" The girl said politely, always smiling.

Han Yun touched the storage belt and his face changed: "The spirit stone bag below is gone!"

A trace of mockery flashed in the girl's eyes and said in cooperation: "The spirit stone bag is gone, will it fall into the fitting room!"

Han Yun took the old clothes he had changed in embarrassment. The girl's face finally sank and said coldly: "Okay, stop pretending, come on, take off this black boy's clothes and beat him and kick him out!"

Two aunts from the fifth level of Qi Refining came over expressionlessly, but Han Yun reluctantly took out half of the spirit stone from the storage belt.

"Hey, medium-grade fire spirit stone!" The girl said in surprise. The two aunts were also stunned. This rookie with the third level of Qi training actually had medium-grade fire spirit stone.

"This...where did you get it?" the little girl said strangely. Han Yun rolled her eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Do you care where I got it? Do you think this is worth eighty-grade spirit stone!"

The girl's face turned dark, but she quickly returned to calm and said lightly: "There is only half of this medium-grade fire spirit stone, which is counted as ninety low-grade spirit stones!"

Han Yun nodded. The girl was quite kind, and she smiled and said, "Then give me two more pairs of snow feather boots, no need to find them!"

Han Yun put away the two pairs of snow feather boots, imitated the girl's smile and said, "Hehe, goodbye!" He turned around and walked out the door, and deliberately walked with a swaying wave. He deserved as much as he deserved!

"You...black boy, what's the name of a person?" the girl said authentically with gritted teeth.

"Han Yun!" Han Yun shook his head without looking back, and as soon as he came out of Linglong Xuan, he quickly sneaked into the crowd and disappeared.

"I'm so angry, Han Yun! Wait!" The girl stomped her feet hard. A middle-aged woman walked down from the upper floor. When the girl saw it, she rushed up and acted coquettishly, complaining about Han Yun's hatefulness.

The middle-aged woman took the half of the medium-grade fire spirit stone and stared at the weird verbal slightest thoughtfully.

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"Boy Han, where are you going? Let's find it easy!" When Liu Xiaoliu saw Han Yun, she cursed her head. Wu Pin's face looked so stinky that she didn't even look at Han Yun.

"Okay, it's fine! Have you bought all the things?" Nie Feng looked at Han Yun and said lightly, and Han Yun nodded.

"Then let's go back! By the way, this spirit stone is yours!" Nie Feng handed Han Yun the twelve wooden spirit stones. It seemed that he had obtained from selling the Black Wind and herbs.

The crowd then released their flying mounts and rode down Qishui Peak and returned to the courtyard of Yannian Village. Han Yun was of course using the first-level mid-level white-feathered crane, and the purple phoenix was now stubborn.

In the next day, everyone stayed in their house to practice. Because they bought everything they should buy, they were waiting for the last day of auction. The last day of the Linqifang City auction was the highlight. At that time, the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage gathered, and there might even be cultivators in the Golden Calendar Stage! Therefore, many people had the idea of ​​opening their eyes to stay. Of course, most cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage left after buying and selling things two days ago. Anyway, they couldn't afford the things behind themselves, so they could save time here. It would be more practical to practice more and improve their cultivation, or earn some spirit stones.

As night fell, it was already the night before the last day in the market. Han Yun opened his eyes while practicing, listened with his ears sideways for a while, jumped off the bed like a cat, put on his invisible cloak and went out.

Han Yun felt familiar with the outside of the courtyard where Luo Huan lived, but what disappointed Han Yun was that the "mobile formation" in the courtyard was still turned on. If he forced himself into it, he would definitely be discovered. Han Yun walked around outside the courtyard, helpless, and gritted his teeth and picked up a stone to throw it on the mobile formation, leading Luo Huan out.

At this moment, a dark shadow touched it with admiration, and its steps slid past Han Yun like ghosts. Then he looked back and glanced at where Han Yun was as if he was aware. The man was also wearing a cloak, only showing a pair of eyes. His eyes were like two cold lights in the night.

Han Yun immediately held his breath and stood quietly while standing there without daring to move. The man stared for a while and said softly: "It's strange!" Then he moved carefully to a nearby courtyard, and flashed into the courtyard.

Han Yun was worried and wiped his sweat. This person's cultivation level must have a foundation-building stage, and he was almost discovered. When he thought of the foundation-building stage, Han Yun was shocked. Isn't that voice the subordinate of Wanlibao?

Han Yun hesitated for a moment, and carefully leaned against the yard. At this moment, a soft shout came from the yard: "Who... oh!" and then disappeared.

Han Yun was so excited that he understood eight or nine minutes in his heart. What should I do? Is it still not to save me? Han Yun was hesitating, and the gate of the courtyard was gently pulled open. The man in black robe came out carrying a long cloth bag, looked around, and saw that there was no one, he walked out.

"Hehe, such a beautiful girl is the only one in my life to see, that's a bargain!" The man in black robe had a hint of regret and lust. He was about to take a step and suddenly flew back and retreated quickly, but blood was already gushing out of his chest. Han Yun thought he could kill him with one knife, but he didn't expect that this guy would react so quickly. He jumped back as soon as he hit the tip of the knife. Han Yun didn't care about being exposed, and his spiritual power was vomiting quickly. His speed was 10% faster than usual under the bonus of the Wind Boots, and he rushed into the arms of the man in black robe like an arrow.

Han Yun's spiritual power was immediately revealed. The man in black robe was panicked and could not see Han Yun. He felt the strong wind blowing and quickly slapped it out. The strong wind made Han Yun breathless. He gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual power on the Soul-Slaying (Slaying Soul-Slaying is the name Han Yun gave the dagger), and shot it out suddenly.

Bang! Han Yun was heavily slapped in his chest, and his internal organs were moved, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. Puff! The handle of the soul-slaying handle was inserted into Kong San's left chest. Kong San looked at the dagger in his chest in disbelief. The defense suit he wore was a top-grade defensive magic weapon, which was easily pierced.

Kong San shook twice, finally couldn't stand steadily, and fell to the ground with his back and his eyes wide open, but he didn't see what the person who sneaked into him looked like until he died. The long cloth bag rolled to the ground and let out a soft hum.

Han Yun got up with difficulty and patted his chest with fear. If the bellyband inside hadn't lost most of the palm power, the palm would have been dead. The earthen bag was at least a top-grade defensive magic weapon or even a spiritual weapon. Han Yun quickly cleaned the blood on the ground and closed the yard gate. Fortunately, the fight was not very intense and did not alarm the nearby cultivators.
Chapter completed!