Fang Han looked at the empty warehouse like locusts passing by with satisfaction.
His eyes scanned the four walls and the ground again, and after confirming that there was no more property in the warehouse, he walked out of the warehouse.
But as soon as he reached the door, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
"Is there a secret room hidden in the manor?"
This manor is Iron River Gang's secret stronghold, and it can be regarded as a very important place for Iron River Gang.
In a place like this, there may be secret rooms or hidden compartments.
"Search it again."
Fang Han The more I thought about it, the more it seemed possible. I immediately turned around and returned to the warehouse, looking for secret rooms or hidden compartments in the warehouse.
In the next few hours, Fang Han thoroughly explored every corner of the manor.
His figure shuttles between pavilions, pavilions and Corridor courtyards.
Tap each seemingly flat wall with your knuckles and listen for the echo to determine whether there is a hollow behind it.
Lean over and examine the green bricks on the floor carefully, looking for possible looseness or loose joints.
Even the gaps in the rockery rocks in the courtyard, the hollows in the trunks of ancient branches, and even the walls of dry wells were not spared.
However, until the sun rose to the middle, he still found nothing, no mezzanine or hidden compartment.
"It seems not!"
Fang Han said with some regret.
Based on his guess, this place is very likely to have a secret room or secret compartment, but after searching the entire manor, no secret room or secret compartment was found.
Of course, it does not rule out that the secret room or secret compartment is hidden so deeply that he cannot discover it.
"It's time to leave!"
Fang Han took one last look at the manor, unfolded <Wind God Step>, left the manor, and sped away in the direction of the Azure Profound Sect.
The green robe turned into a green shadow and soon moved away from the manor.
When we returned to Azure Profound Mountain, it was already evening.
When the disciples on duty at the mountain gate saw Fang Han returning, they quickly bowed and saluted.
Fang Han nodded slightly, without stopping, he walked straight along the mountain road towards the Sect Master's Hall at the top of the mountain.
Inside the Sect Master's Hall, Chen Tianyuan was sitting at the top, holding a book in his hand but not flipping through it. There was a hint of lingering melancholy between his brows.
"Disciple Fang Han, see the sect master."
After receiving permission, Fang Han entered Sect Master's Hall, took a few steps forward, and bowed.
"No need to be polite."
Chen Tianyuan put down the book and his eyes fell on Fang Han with obvious expectation.
"Is there any trace to find Yan Wuji?"
"Returning to the sect master, this disciple followed the remaining breath of Yan Wuji for more than a hundred miles and came to a hidden cave."
"Yan Wuji should have treated his injuries in the cave and used some kind of extremely high-grade breath-absorbing secret medicine. His breath was suddenly cut off. The disciples carefully searched the surrounding area and could no longer find Yan Wuji's breath."
Fang Han shook his head and said.
He skipped the discovery of the manor, the interrogation, and the acquisition of wealth, and only reported on the tracking of Yan Wuji.
Chen Tianyuan listened quietly, and in those eyes that always contained wisdom and calmness, the light of expectation gradually dimmed and turned into an almost inaudible sigh.
He leaned back in his chair and was silent for a moment.
A master who practiced magic was hiding in the darkness, and this threat was like a dark cloud, weighing heavily on his heart.
"You did your best."
Chen Tianyuan spoke slowly, his voice still calm, but it could not hide the trace of disappointment and solemnity.
"Yan Wuji, as a master, has a very strong breath-containing ability. In addition, it is normal to not be able to find the secret breath-containing medicine. You have been working hard, so go back and have a good rest."
"Yes, disciple, resign."
Fang Han handed over his hand, said no more, turned around and exited Sect Master's Hall.
The evening wind was slightly cool, carrying the unique chill of the mountains, and he walked along the familiar bluestone path towards No. 35 Annex.
After returning to the other courtyard, I didn't sleep all night, but with Fang Han's current cultivation level, he didn't feel tired at all.
After telling others not to disturb him, Fang Han entered Quiet Room and locked the door of Quiet Room.
"System Panel."
Fang Han's thoughts moved slightly, and the translucent System Panel quietly unfolded in front of his eyes.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth:11.21 million gold]
"Keeping it unused is the most wasteful thing to do!"
Fang Han's eyes fell on the words "11.21 million gold".
Today's wealth is enough to open Level Nine Amplification once. It would be the most wasteful way to keep it without using it. He decided to use this opportunity in exchange for a real talent improvement.
"Compared with other talents, Root Bone Talent is the most important!"
Fang Han whispered to himself.
Root Bone Talent, is closely related to the improvement of cultivation, and is definitely the most important of all talents.
Wealth is only enough to activate Level Nine Amplification once. It is obvious which talent Level Nine Amplification should be activated.
"Promote Root Bone Talent."
Fang Han focused his thoughts on the "Level Nine Amplification" option after Root Bone Talent, and dropped it without hesitation.
[Possessed Wealth:11.21 million gold → 1.21 million gold]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification:256 times → 512 times]
The wealth numbers on System Panel and the numbers on Root Bone Talent jump and change instantly.
However, he himself did not feel any changes.
The increase of System Panel is a blessing, not a one-time change to the talent.
Physically, no changes will occur.
If you want to detect changes, you can only confirm them through practice.
"Try the effect."
Fang Han took out a jade bottle from Storage Ring, uncorked it, poured out a longan-sized Earth Spirit Pill with a warm luster, and took it into his mouth.
Danyao melts in the mouth, turning into a majestic and gentle torrent of medicinal power, pouring into the limbs and bones.
He quickly ran <Azure Profound Art>.
"Wow--"
As soon as the mental method was activated, Fang Han's mind couldn't help but tremble slightly.
It's different.
Under the 512-fold increase in root bone, the blue-gold Internal Qi surged through the meridians with unprecedented smoothness and surging momentum.
With every weekly cycle, the efficiency of absorbing and refining medicinal power is at least doubled!
The pure medicinal power transformed by Earth Spirit Pill was captured, swallowed and assimilated by the fast-moving Azure Profound Art Internal Qi almost as soon as it poured into the meridians.
Transformed into his own, condensed and pure Internal Qi, pouring into the Hearing Palace Acupoint that has accumulated a lot of money.
The growth of Internal Qi is clearly perceptible.
Hearing Palace Acupoint is filled in by Internal Qi at a speed that can be clearly perceived.
"At this rate..."
Fang Han maintained the operation of the technique and made an evaluation in his mind.
Originally, Hearing Palace Acupoint had been filled by Internal Qi by more than 90% and was almost filled. Now it has obtained 512 times of Root Bone Talent Amplification, and the growth rate of Internal Qi has doubled.
The time that was already quite short was further shortened and became even shorter.
"In five days at most, we will be able to break through to Second Grade Mid-Stage."
Fang Han estimated that he would be able to reach Second Grade Mid-Stage's bottleneck in five days at most.
But with my current Root Bone Talent, this kind of bottleneck is nothing and cannot be an obstacle at all.
If the speculation is correct, he should be able to break through to Second Grade Mid-Stage in at least five days.
Azure Profound Sect, Sect Master's Hall waiting for Living Room.
Sandalwood Incense burns quietly in the bronze furnace, and the escaping green smoke goes straight up, reaching a height of more than a foot and slowly spreads out, changing erratically.
In addition to Sandalwood Incense, there is also a heavy, invisible pressure in the air.
Seven figures are sitting on the pear wood chairs in the room, none other than Seven Sects.
The person in charge, Chen Tianyuan, is wearing a dark green robe and has an elegant face.
But those warm eyes were as calm as water at the moment, and their gaze fell on the smoke curling in front of them, wondering what they were thinking.
On his left side, Vajra Temple Abbot Ku Du put his hands together and lowered his eyes.
Skinny fingers slowly moved a string of dark brown rosary beads, making a very slight, rhythmic "tap, tap" sound, which was particularly clear in the silence.
Opposite him, Tyrant Blade Sect, the owner of the door, Lei Pojun, was sitting upright, his back and shoulders making the chair a little cramped.
He put one hand on his knees and the other hand unconsciously caressed the broad knife standing on the ground. His brows were furrowed on his dark face and his muscles were slightly tensed.
Next to him, the Lingyun Sword Sect leader Xie Changkong, whose moon-white robes were spotless, seemed to have a leisurely posture, but the slightly pursed lips revealed the solemnity of his heart.
Rain Listening Tower The host Shen Tinglan is sitting by the window, wearing a plain gray robe. He is looking out the window at the autumn mountains in the distance, his eyes are calm, as if he has drifted away from the world.
Hundred Flower Valley Master Hua Nishang is wearing a simple pale pink dress, her hair is pulled up casually, her slightly frowning eyebrows, and the little pink flower in her hand that has been twisted unconsciously and is already a little damaged, showing her inner peace.
At the bottom, Nether Pavilion, the master of the pavilion, Ling Wuyuan, is sitting alone, wearing a large robe as dark as ink, which almost blends his entire body into the shadow of the back of the chair.
His complexion was pale as if he had not seen light for a long time, and his eyes were deep and unpredictable. They were half-concealed at the moment, and he had a gloomy temperament about him.
"Iron River Gang was destroyed, and the wealth and skills gained were equally divided among Seven Sects. This harvest is not a small one."
Xie Changkong's voice broke the silence, clear and steady, ringing in the hall.
"It's just that if Grandmaster Yan Wuji escapes, it will be like a sharp sword hanging above our heads. It will fall down at some point. If we don't get rid of this beast, Qingyang Prefecture will have no peace for a day."
"What Sect Leader Xie said is absolutely true."
Lei Pojun silent interface, the sound is as dull as a drum.
"That Old Devil leader is practicing the magic power of quick domination. If we wait until he recovers from his injuries... he will come back and attack in secret. We may never have peace."
"Amitabha."
Ku Du The abbot stopped playing the rosary and raised his eyes, with compassion and solemnity intertwined in his eyes.
"The magic power harms people and causes endless troubles. Yan Wuji is on the run. Not only will it save me, Seven Sects, but it will also bring disaster to Qingyang Prefecture thousands of living beings. The most urgent task is to find out where he is hiding."
"Easier said than done."
Hua Nishang sighed softly, the broken flower on her fingertips finally fell, and she glanced at everyone.
"He is a master who has the ability to hold his breath and hide his form. Now he is hiding. In such a huge Qingyang County, with mountains and rivers, countless cities and villages, where can he find him?"
The air in the room seemed to be stagnant again.