Chapter 107： Qingling Peak

"You don't need to be a teacher, I don't want to accept you as an apprentice."

Junjun rolled his eyes.

There are seven styles of Da Lei Yin Quan, and the difficulty of each style increases geometrically. If you are an ordinary martial artist, you may only learn the first three styles for a lifetime.

But Su Han was different. After Jun Jun explained the essentials, the system prompt sounded.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring the Seventh-Rank Martial Skill "Da Lei Yin Quan"

"Excuse me if the host is studying now."

"Learn."

Su Han's eyes moved slightly, and in an instant, the aura on his body became unique.

In the void, thunder is constantly attracted by it, attached to the skin, and in its bones, there is a thunderous sound!

"Learn the first style so soon?"

Junjun was stunned.

She had just finished talking about the essence of Da Lei Yin Quan, and the sound of Thunder gradually came out of Su Han's bones. This was clearly a sign of the introduction of Da Lei Yin Quan!

"Little girl, I feel that I can't even perform the first pose now. If I force it, I'm afraid I will be seriously injured."

The sound of thunder on his body gradually dissipated, and after Su Han's momentum returned to calm, he smiled bitterly towards Junjun.

"Yes, you are only in the Innate Realm. Perhaps you have reached the tenth level of the Inborn Realm. You can barely perform the first form, but before that, the price you need to pay to play the first form is also very high, and it will not even be weaker than being your first. Hit the enemy in a style."

Junjun nodded.

Su Han sighed in his heart, his fire is the Ninth-Rank Supreme, comparable to the legendary 10-Rank, the true energy of the fetal breath state is different from ordinary people, and now the innate state is triple, the innate qi in the body is even more certain than some The six-fold guys are more vigorous.

Even so, he felt that he had to pay a great price to barely perform the first form of Da Lei Yin Quan.

In contrast, the thunder halberd method is more humane, perhaps because it needs to be used with Fang Tian’s painting of the halberd. It has the blessing of the gods, and its requirements for the caster will not be too high. Su Han’s strength at this moment will be used in succession. Ten times is no problem!

"Your talent is a bit beyond my expectations."

Junjun looked at Su Han and sighed softly, "If it were my heyday, if I saw a human child like you, maybe I couldn't help but kill him."

"Isn't I doing anything, you will kill me when you see me? This is too wrong, right?"

Su Han looked weird.

"The same is true for your human race. Otherwise, why did Gong Yan risk his life in the first place and have to stay and kill me? We are just half a cat."

Junjun smiled faintly: "Although there have not been too many wars between the Human Race and the Barbarians for so many years, the private battles are still endless. These struggles have not been exposed, but they are the six major ones. The acquiescence of the Emperor of Heaven."

"Speaking of which, have you seen the Dragon Emperor of your savage monster clan?"

Su Han's eyes moved slightly, and he asked with some curiosity, "As the Martial King, you should be eligible to meet the Dragon Emperor, right?"

"Even if the eighth-order barbarian demon wants to see the Dragon Emperor, it depends on the mood of his old man. I am a seventh-order barbarian demon, so I am not qualified to see him."

Junjun smiled and shook his head.

"I don't know at what level the strength of the six heavenly emperors is. The eighth-order barbaric monsters are already comparable to the powers of the golden body, is there another world above this level?"

Su Han asked.

"It should be, otherwise, why are they the emperor of heaven, and the rest of them can only be golden bodies? The secrets of this, until that step, you won't understand."

Jun Jun Road.

"I have to figure this out someday..."

Su Han smiled and glanced at the sky outside, "It's not early, since I have learned the Da Lei Yin Fist, I will return to the Valley of the Medicine Dead."

"Your magic weapon, it's best not to use it too much. There should be images of you and me in the Taihang Mountains in the heavens and lakes. If you are recognized, the Valley of the Medicine Dead will not protect you. The Great Immortal Dynasty is there. It should have been furious."

Jun Jun reminded.

"I will be careful."

Su Han smiled and nodded.

...

Medicine Death Valley, Jiuyin Peak.

After Su Han came back, he first approached Chen Su, and after asking how he could earn merit points, he came to an unowned mountain.

This mountain is adjacent to the family courtyard and is called ‘Qingling Peak’, which is considered a black market tacitly approved by the Valley of the Dead.

Whether it is merit value or other things, most of the disciples of the Medicine Death Valley will come here to trade, and this includes some inner courtyard disciples.

Along the way, Su Han saw many stalls beside the mountain road, some selling pills, some selling spirit materials, some selling spirit fruit spirit medicines, and some selling finished products. Not very high.

"We found a Jedi in the Barbarian Demon Mountain Range. There is a suspected fourth-grade elixir there, but there are barbarians guarding it around. Several senior brothers, brothers, sisters, and sisters from the Xiantian realm are now gathered. All the results will be allocated according to work!"

In front of a booth, there were two men and one woman standing. The cultivation bases had reached the innate state. The woman who spoke was the woman who was surrounded by many disciples from the outer courtyard.

There are fetal breath realms and innate realms, but these disciples from the outer courtyard shook their heads and left after hearing the Wild Monster Mountain Range.

No one knows how dangerous the Jedi is, just for a fourth-grade elixir, and if there is no benefit in the early stage, who is willing to take risks?

Su Han also shook his head, and turned to another stall.

"How much do you sell this spiritual material?"

Su Han asked.

A fiery-red stone was placed on the booth, and the system prompt told it was a fourth-order spiritual material. If the other party did not know the goods, he could pick up a leak.

"This Tier 4 spiritual material is not for sale."

The owner of the stall is a young man whose cultivation level is not congenital, but he is fifteen or sixteen years old, and he has a tenth fetus.

It is enough to see that in the outer courtyard of the Valley of the Dead, the same Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, any fetal breath realm warrior, has the first-class qualifications.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Su Han frowned slightly.

"If someone can forge it into a magic weapon, I can give 500 points of merit."

The young man hesitated, said.

"Four-tier magic weapon, five hundred merit points? Even if you provide spiritual materials, the price of this magic weapon craftsman will be at least 800 points worth of merit."

Someone sneered.

"Five hundred merits, calculated on the basis that one point is equivalent to two thousand five hundred taels of silver, this is one hundred and twenty-five thousand taels, and the magic weapon craftsman makes more than this with one hand?"

Su Han's eyes moved slightly.

It's no wonder that even Chen Qitai and others from the Jiuyang Academy were jealous of the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, creating such a magic weapon. It is estimated that there are no two million taels that cannot be dropped.

"I know a master craftsman who might be able to help you."

Su Han smiled. A look of surprise appeared on the young man's face, and then looked at Su Han suspiciously, and someone next to him immediately ridiculed: "What kind of bullshit, no master craftsman will lower his worth!"