Han Zhen mastered the red sky from fire, in the role of destroying everything, it is far more effective than all the methods.
"I forgot that I came here just to buy an alchemy stove!" Han Zhen shook his shoulders.
The practice of Yixian temple has nothing to do with Han Zhen. Han Zhen is also lazy to pay attention to what they have done.
Originally, if you give money to yourself and the other party gives Dan Lu, you can end it easily. As a result, the other party is willing to take action on themselves.
And then in the end both were killed.
Han Zhen shakes his head. He makes a move to protect the flames around ye Muwan. Like a long dragon, they rush into his palm and disappear.
Ye Muwan is very novel about what Han Zhen has done, but she is a smart girl. In the case of others, she will not disclose her own information. She just looks at Han Zhen's palm curiously.
Han Zhen put away the soul bell and walked to the alchemy furnace in the middle of an immortal temple.
The alchemy furnace is full of dust and moss, which has not been used for a long time.
Han Zhen lightly palms on the red stove.
Hum!
The tall Dan stove suddenly shakes, and all the dust and moss that have been condensed are immediately shaken away, revealing the body of the Dan stove.
The shape of Danlu is simple, and various patterns of feifeng are carved on it.
"Good material!" Han Zhen tries his best to urge the red sky to leave the fire, and suddenly the whole Dan furnace is buzzing.
Bang bang!
The impurities trapped in the crevice all disintegrate again.
The whole body appears faint red.
However, there is no abnormality in the whole alchemy furnace.
Han Zhen hasn't used this Dan furnace yet, but according to the high temperature resistance, it should be OK.
Although the two yinshenzong people stirred interest, but can get the right Dan stove, is also a good result.
"How much is this Dan stove? I want to buy it! " Han Zhen said.
This Dan stove is a thing of the immortal temple. Han Zhen can take it directly.
But he doesn't want to sue. As Han Zhen, he doesn't want to do such a thing.
Taoist Zhang, who has knelt on the ground, has figured out a hundred ways to die. But he knew in his heart that being burned to fly ash might be his own final result.
Zhang Daochang wanted to call the police, but he had no courage and no evidence at all.
Zhang Daochang, who regretted provoking such a murderer, heard Han Zhen's words. He got up in a hurry and ran over. "You want this Dan stove. You don't need any money. Just take it away!"
Han Zhen frowned, "if you want to buy it, you have to pay for it!"
Zhang Daochang saw Han Zhen frown, scared pale, he bitter face, "really don't want money!"
"If you want to buy it, you have to pay for it!" Han Zhen said.
Zhang Daochang was trampled by ten thousand alpacas in his heart. Han Zhen's appearance of killing people when he didn't agree with his words was vividly in his mind. He didn't dare to accept the money for killing gods.
But Han Zhen didn't like it. Taoist Zhang almost cried out, "Mr. Han, this really doesn't need money!"
Just as Han Zhen looked impatient, Taoist priest Zhang said in a hurry: "this immortal temple was originally a mountain gate that had been abandoned for a long time. It was a place without owner. Because it is too remote, there are no villagers nearby.
Only when they came to Yixian temple, Tan Zhenren took a fancy to Yixian temple and occupied it for himself, they occupied it privately.
If you want, just take it! I don't want any money at all. What's more, I'm not the master of Yixian temple! "
Taoist Zhang has already cried.