There are many crushed spirit stones in the box.

After pouring them all out, only three spirit stones remained.

"Why can't I feel the spiritual energy?"

Han Bin was not interested in the three spirit stones. What he cared about most was the spirit points.

Spirit acupoints are a long-term solution, while spirit stones can only be used temporarily and are useless after use.

Meng Chao discovered that these three spiritual stones were not the low-grade spiritual stones he was extremely familiar with, but middle-grade spiritual stones.

One medium-grade piece is worth a thousand medium-grade pieces.

So, this time, you will make a profit.

There are four types of spiritual stones: low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade.

Meng Chao had only been exposed to low-grade and medium-grade spiritual stones, so he knew that these three were mid-grade spiritual stones after he bought them.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing Han Bin rushing in, Meng Chao quickly put away three middle-grade spiritual stones and chased after him.

Soon, Meng Chao returned to the ancient corpse.

Han Bin had already touched the corpse, and he had already taken off the ancient corpse's robe.

"No, nothing."

"There is no spiritual energy, and there is no storage treasure."

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Han Bin was hit hard because he had pinned all his hopes here.

He is only at the third level of Qi refining, and he is already sixty-five years old, so he does not have many years left to live.

If he cannot continue to practice, he will soon accelerate his aging and become like an old man in the mortal world.

He couldn't accept such a thing.

"The invasion of time is the most terrifying thing, maybe it's because it's so long ago." Meng Chao also sighed.

He will definitely not reveal that he has gained something, and it is impossible for him to share what he has gained.

When he got it, he was alone, which meant that those things were only destined for him.

"I'm not willing to give in. I'm really not willing to give in." Han Bin kicked the ancient corpse away, venting his dissatisfaction and loss.

"Hey, on this futon..." Han Bin found the futon in his hand, as if he was afraid that Meng Chao would take it away.

Under the futon is a stone slab with words engraved on it.

Meng Chao noticed it and went up to check it out.

The above content records the life of the ancient corpse. His name is Gu Xingyun, and he is the prince of a small country. By chance, he entered the path of immortality, and practiced alchemy at the age of 100.

However, because he was injured in a martial arts fight in his early years and could not leave any descendants, he adopted two immortal slaves.

These two immortal slaves, one is named Li and the other is named Wang.

He traveled around and discovered this spiritual cave by chance, and then devoted himself to practicing here, specializing in magic circles and weapon refining.

When his life was about to end, he compiled what he had learned throughout his life and wanted to teach it to the two immortal slaves.

It's a pity that the two immortal slaves only have weak spiritual roots and are very dull, which makes the ancient clouds very weak.

Before the end of his life, Gu Xingyun expelled the two immortal slaves from the spiritual cave to prevent them from destroying his body.

After reading the content of the stone carvings, Han Bin was dumbfounded.

After a long time, he muttered.

"It turns out that my little wife is not the descendant of any immortal cultivator at all, but the descendant of an immortal slave. She really puts a lot of money on her face."

"It's a pity, it's a pity that the inheritance of this ancient senior was completely exasperated by two idiots."

He did not doubt that Meng Chao had arrived first, he just assumed that everything left behind had been eroded by time.

Because when he saw Meng Chao digging a box, he felt that Meng Chao might not have entered the cave yet.

After all, in his understanding, cracking the magic circle is very time-consuming.

Meng Chao didn't speak, but silently moved the bones back.

The other party's benefits are all for you, so you should help with the burial.

After covering it with stones, Meng Chao patted Han Bin on the shoulder, shook his head and walked outside.

Han Bin looked at the futon in his hand and found that the cloth on it was torn and it was not that special.

So, he simply tore open the futon, hoping to have some surprises.

It's a pity that there is only cotton in it and no chance.

After giving up, he followed Meng Chao.

With the spiritual acupoint gone, Meng Chao became his only hope.

Meng Chao didn't kill him, but gave him spiritual stones yesterday to let him practice.

It shows that the other party's reputation is indeed as reliable as the rumors, and it is really worthy of your service.

A fairy slave with a third level of Qi refining, the other party wouldn’t want to reject it, right?

He felt that the Poshan Taoist's ability to escape into the mortal world and marry a wife meant that he was not a competitive person and would definitely not put himself in danger.

Moreover, he is also a Talisman Master, which is much better than a monk like me who has no skills.

Talisman masters have the ability to earn spiritual stones, and there is no need to risk their lives.

"Taoist Poshan, Mr. Han is willing to become an immortal slave in your name. Please take him in."

As long as he could get some spiritual stones and maintain his cultivation, he felt it was worth running errands for Meng Chao.

No matter what, it's better than going into the business of killing people and grabbing treasures.

I finally plucked up the courage to place an order, but was counterattacked.

I didn't get any treasures, and I almost lost my life.

"What kind of skills do you practice?" He asked directly.

"Can you master talisman making, alchemy, magic formations, and weapon refining?"

Meng Chao was not very willing to accept this man as a fairy slave at his age.

He also knew what Han Bin was planning, he just wanted to take back his treasure bag and its contents.

Or, let yourself pay him a monthly salary.

"The Spirit-Inducing Technique, a very superficial technique."

"I'm so ashamed. I've spent tens of billions to cultivate immortality, but Han only knows how to cultivate spiritual fields."

Hearing Han Bin's words, Meng Chao couldn't help but shook his head.

This is a lower level cultivator who is even worse off than me. It is very hard to cultivate spiritual fields in the world of cultivating immortals.

No wonder he had to run away, he could still have some spiritual stones left after farming for Xianfang all year round.

If you farm for the sect, it will be good to stay alive.

"What spiritual root?"

The Immortal Slave at the third level of Qi Refining might give himself a little surprise, right?

"Low-grade wood spirit root." Han Bin said happily.

"What kind of magic do you know?" Meng Chao continued to ask.

Han Bin said with great respect: "Bullet Fire Technique, Spiritual Rain Technique, and Insect Repellent Technique."

Meng Chao nodded and then spoke.

"If you want to join my sect, you need to practice diligently. If you slack off, you will be killed directly. Do you think so?"

Is there such a good thing?

Han Bin's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

Does he not want to practice?

He wished he could practice training twenty-four hours a day and do nothing else.

However, those big landowners in Xianfang exploited her too hard and refused to let her go. They had to farm every day, so how could they have time to practice?

The total time for practice and rest is less than six hours a day.

"After thinking about it, Han Bin is willing to make a soul oath, become a disciple of the proprietor, and be at his disposal."

He felt that his opportunity was here, working as a charm maker was a hundred times better than farming.

"Okay, you make a soul oath."

Meng Chao suppressed his joy and pretended to be calm.

So, Han Bin began to make a soul oath.

Soul Oath will cause damage to yourself.

Although this kind of damage will recover, it will take five or six years at the earliest.

After taking the soul oath, his life was in Meng Chao's hands, and Meng Chao could easily kill him with the soul oath.

Therefore, monks are generally unwilling to take a soul oath, and many who are forced to take a soul oath would rather risk their lives.

Of course, those who voluntarily become other people's immortal slaves need to take a soul oath.

Only in this way can others dare to use you with confidence.
Chapter completed!