Ten days later, Han Ming completely gave up on the black jade. He used all the methods these days, and even used the method of soaking venom, but the jade was not damaged at all, and there was no trace of white left behind.

Looking at the black jade with complicated glance, Han Ming waved his hand and put it away. The jade was really weird. Given his current cultivation level, he would put it in the storage bag first. When his cultivation level is enough, he might be able to figure it out.

He looked up again and saw a big river looming in the distance. Han Ming pinched the magic trick and stepped on the Lingwu Boat suddenly. He immediately left the Lingwu Boat and soared into the air.

Han Ming waved his hand at the spiritual mist boat under his feet, and the nearly transparent flying boat suddenly shrank, and instantly turned into a milky white spiritual boat about an inch long and flew into Han Ming's hand.

After putting the Spirit Mist Boat in the storage bag, Han Ming waved his hand and released the Qingye magic weapon. Then he turned around and fell lightly. He flew slowly towards the front with a finger. This was more than several times slower than before!

Now that we are approaching the capital, riding a top-level flying spirit weapon like the Spirit Mist Boat is so ostentatious. There are many scattered cultivators here, and the disciples of the five sects gather together, and the dragon and snake are mixed together. They will definitely attract evil people. After all, the top-level flying spirit weapon is a treasure that even the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage have to covet!

Although the green leaf magic weapon is not as good as the Lingwu Boat, it is a magic weapon after all, and the level is no less than that of the best horse among ordinary people. Although the river in the distance is looming and is a hundred miles away, Han Ming is also approaching quickly!

It was not too long that Han Ming saw the tall city gate in the distance from afar. He tilted his head slightly and did not fly towards the other side immediately. Instead, he collected magic weapons and landed directly on a mountain.

After landing on the ground and confirming that there were no people around, Han Ming found a hidden valley, got into a bush, and sat down cross-legged.

Han Ming took a deep breath, clenched his fists suddenly, and his magic power was madly moving. The joints of his body immediately made a sound like fried beans. In just a moment, his figure was raised more than two feet higher, his facial features began to shift, and his appearance changed a lot!

Having endured the severe pain all over his body, Han Ming gasped heavily and couldn't help but think of the spell he used called Yi Gu Jue.

Yi Gu Jue is a magic trick to change the appearance of a monk. It can greatly change the appearance of a monk who casts a spell. As long as his spiritual consciousness is not a monk who is much higher than the spell caster, it is impossible to see that the spell caster has used this magic trick to change his appearance.

However, Han Ming did not practice the authentic Yi Gu Jue, but the Xiao Yi Gu Jue changed by a certain foundation-building monk. The effect of the Xiao Yi Gu Jue covering up the detection of the spiritual consciousness is much worse than the effect of the authentic Yi Gu Jue. As long as a monk with similar spiritual consciousness detects, he is 90% sure to know that the caster has changed his appearance. Not only that, the Xiao Yi Gu Jue will also bring severe physical pain while casting it. People who are not firm enough can't stand it.

The Xiao Yi Gu Jue is far inferior to the authentic Yi Gu Jue in all aspects, but there is one aspect that is stronger than the authentic Yi Gu Jue, that is, the authentic Yi Gu Jue must be cultivated above the foundation-building stage to be used, while the Xiao Yi Gu Jue is much more relaxed. As long as the cultivation level reaches the later level of Qi training, you can practice. This is also the reason why Han Ming chose Xiao Yi Gu Jue in the first place!

Touching his cheeks, Han Ming smiled slightly, found a pale yellow robe from the storage bag and put it on, then walked out of the bushes and walked straight to the nearest official road.

The capital of Jiangguo is close to a river that runs across the country, with extremely convenient water transportation. The capital is the gathering place of the six official roads in the country. The transportation here can be said to be well connected, and there are quite a lot of caravans coming and going to the capital.

Han Ming walked up to the official road and easily found a caravan that was not big or small. He just showed his medical skills a few times, which made the person in charge of the caravan shocked the gods.

The person in charge of the caravan was an old man with a white beard. After asking Han Ming where he was, he did not hesitate and asked Han Ming to go with him, saying that there were too many people on the road and it would be safer to follow the convoy.

Han Ming agreed happily, and rode in the same carriage with the old man, indirectly asked a lot of things in the capital and learned a lot of things in the capital.

However, this old man is just an ordinary person, not an immortal cultivator at all. He only knows some ordinary things, such as the first sword in the Southern Wulin and the northern sect's turbulent 18 swords to fight at the top of the Fengyue Tower on the moonlit night, the eight major officials in the capital are rich in the world, the prince, the thirteenth prince's scramble for the throne, or the masters of the five great Heavenly Masters' Mansions beside the imperial city.

When he heard the decisive battle between martial arts masters, merchants and merchants were the most prosperous in the world, Han Ming had no fluctuations. The battle between ordinary people was too ridiculous for them. Not to mention the first sword in the Southern Wulin and the eighteen swords of the turbulent martial arts. Even the martial arts masters who entered the realm of martial arts will come to hundreds, and he can kill them with one hand!

But when Han Ming heard the prince, the thirteenth prince's battle for the throne, and the five masters of the Heavenly Masters' Mansion, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, revealing a curious look, and asked, "Where are the five Heavenly Masters' Mansions? How can the masters of the South Martial Arts? Can they compare to the number one sword in the Southern Wushu?"

"Haha, I don't know what's going on now. There are indeed masters in these five great Heavenly Master Mansions. Not to mention that first sword, even if you come to a dozen, you may not be able to do anything to the Heavenly Master Mansion!" The white-bearded old man touched a wisp of beard on his chest and laughed haha.

"Can you tell me about it to the boy? I haven't heard of it before!" Han Ming looked curious on the surface, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, why everyone knew about the Five Heavenly Master Mansions.

"It's not surprising that I don't know. I didn't know it before. It was not until the major event that shocked the entire martial arts world when I was born two years ago that I realized the terribleness of the Tianshi Mansion!" The old man took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and continued to speak.

"This Tianshi Mansion has existed for a long time. It has been recorded that it has been more than three or four hundred years. In the past, the Tianshi Mansion was very inconspicuous, with only a few deserted high-city courtyards. No one would think there was any powerful master inside. Until two years ago, Dugu Ao, a martial arts genius, teased a very beautiful woman in public, but the throat was crushed by another young man next to the beautiful woman with one hand."

"Crush the throat!" Han Ming's face showed a hint of shock at the right time, as if he was disbelief.

"Yes, you can crush the throat with one hand, you can tell how strong his finger strength is. The external skills he practiced must have been very deep. Later, the wizard Dugu Ao knew that his younger brother had died on the street, and was furious and took a sword to avenge him. When he knew that the murderer who killed his younger brother walked into a Tianshi Mansion, he didn't hesitate at all and went in from the wall." The old man said, paused here and took another sip of tea.

"Dugu Ao rushed in without knowing the situation inside?" Han Ming showed a shocked expression again.

"Dugu Ao can be called a peerless martial arts genius who has been rare for a hundred years. Naturally, he is extraordinary. However, he is a top-notch master in his thirties. Even before he is fifty, he can enter the realm of transformation before he is fifty! Normally, he can come back even if he walks to the palace. How could he be timid when facing a small Tianshi Mansion? It is reasonable to kill him decisively! But after Dugu Ao entered, except for a scream, no sound came out!" The old man shook his head slightly, and a hint of incredible expression was revealed in his eyes.

"He's dead?" Han Ming asked in disbelief.

"It's probably because I'm dead, otherwise the screams would come from." The old man nodded again.

"Dugu Ao never returns, and the martial arts world was shocked, because Dugu Ao's master was an almost mythical existence in the martial arts world - Old Man Wuji. Old Man Wuji is a legend in the martial arts world. He defeated the notorious Shuangjiang thief at the age of ten. He was already a first-class master at the age of twenty. At the age of thirty, he fought against the top ten peerless masters in the martial arts world alone. At the age of forty, he suppressed the entire martial arts world. No one was his ten-stroke enemy and then lived in seclusion. When Dugu Ao was killed, Old Man Wuji was already seventy years old. How far did his martial arts reach? No one knew whether he had crossed the realm of transformation."

"Has this old man Wuji come out of the mountain? He also went to the Tianshi Mansion?" Han Ming showed an incredible expression and looked straight at the old man.

"Yes, Old Man Wuji has indeed come out of the mountain. He also went to the Tianshi Mansion, slashed the vermilion gate with one palm, and walked in openly, wanting to seek justice for his disciples."

"Now that the Tianshi Mansion is such a big name, is Old Wuji defeated?" Han Ming guessed in disbelief.

"It's not just because he was defeated. As soon as Old Wuji walked into the Tianshi Mansion, his head was cut off by a concealed weapon that could turn!" The old man said this, and he showed an incredible expression. He had only heard of this matter, and he had never seen it with his own eyes. He never thought that the legendary Old Wuji would die under a concealed weapon.

Han Ming was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, but he felt a sneer in his heart. He cut off the head of the old man Wuji, which was not a hidden weapon that could turn. It was clearly a magic weapon for the monks to envoy. This old man Dugu Ao and Wuji were also impatient to live and dared to provoke the mansions stationed by the disciples of the five sects.
Chapter completed!