Chapter 9 Father’s Private Money

Walking in the tribe’s residential area, the aroma of rice rushed into Han Tianming’s nose, as well as the deliciousness of the sea python soup.

That blue sea python was more than 20 meters long and as thick as the shoulder width of an adult man.

The total weight was probably more than 4,000 kilograms. Although there were tens of thousands of Han clan members, each person could get 4 taels of meat.

Each family would not have only one person, so they could cook soup and have a good meal.

At this time, each family was calling their children who were playing outside to come home for dinner, and it was very lively.

Such a warm scene made Han Tianming curl his lips, and also made him more determined to solve the problem of the spiritual vein.

Back in the courtyard, a bowl of sea python soup with more meat and less soup had already been placed in the room.

There was charcoal fire under the bowl, so there was no need to worry about it getting cold.

“Hehe.”

Han Tianming chuckled and picked up the chopsticks to eat heartily.

After being stewed, the sea python meat becomes soft, crystal clear, fragrant, tender and appetizing.

This bowl of soup also contains some of the essence of the blue sea python's body. Ordinary people can gain some strength after eating it.

After a bowl of sea python soup was quickly swallowed, even Han Tianming could feel warm all over, as if there was a small stove in his body.

But now he is at a very high level, and the spiritual energy in his body only needs to circulate slightly to absorb all the special powers.

That night, Han Tianming went to bed early and had a rare good sleep.

Perhaps it was because he finally had a clue to solve the problem of spiritual vein exhaustion.

Or perhaps it was because he was too tired in the past few days, and he finally relaxed a little today.

Or perhaps it was because of that bowl of sea python soup, which warmed his heart.

When he woke up again, it was already the next morning.

"I haven't slept so well for a long time..."

In fact, since he embarked on the path of cultivation, Han Tianming rarely slept like ordinary people.

Instead, he practiced instead of sleeping. In order to save the spiritual energy on the island, he did not meditate and practice in the past few days.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and felt refreshed.

The morning light shone through the small window until dawn. Han Tianming stretched lazily and just remembered something he had not done.

His consciousness sank into his mind. On the treasure map, a white light spot had been refreshed.

Han Tianming carefully counted the white animal heads in the sea area. There were twenty-four of them, and there was no change, either in position or number.

"It seems that these twenty-four sea beasts cannot land... Wait!"

At this time, Han Tianming suddenly discovered that the white light spot representing the treasure was marked under his bed.

Han Tianming felt a sense of power and reached out to touch under the pillow. The erotic picture he lost when he was a teenager was still there.

"I remember I didn't lose the second one..."

He got up, then lay on the ground and looked under the bed.

It was pitch black under the bed, so he had no choice but to reach in and grope around. However, he found nothing after searching for a while.

Seeing that the white spot on the treasure map had not disappeared, Han Tianming thought for a moment, clenched his fist, and tapped each floor tile under the bed.

"Dong Dong!"

There was a hollow echo, there was something!

Han Tianming used his spiritual energy in his palm, and tightly attached the floor tile to his hand, and moved the floor tile aside.

The hole below was revealed, and he reached out and touched it. It looked like a box.

A suction force surged in his palm, and he took the box out, covered the floor tile, and then took the box out.

"Hey, it's still a wooden box made of Yunsong wood."

This kind of wood is difficult to decay and can prevent the loss of spiritual energy.

The box was only one foot square. Han Tianming opened it, and a yellowed book lay quietly on the top layer.

There were three classical characters on the cover, and Han Tianming recognized it at a glance. It was:

"Silver Bottle Plum."

"Ah?"

He opened the book, and it was really a fairyland, with rich pictures and texts, and paintings of goddesses and fairies.

It was really like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally without any decoration (no clothes).

Han Tianming went in with a critical eye to investigate. Don't get me wrong, he was not addicted to such bad things.

He just wanted to see who left this book, and it was under his bed.

"I, Han Tianming, am a gentleman. Hiding this thing under my bed, wouldn't it put me in an unjust position?"

Han Tianming said righteously, so he found a name on the title page of the book.

"Han Jingxing."

This was the name of Han Tianming's father.

Han Jingxing was of the same generation as the three elders, and was the youngest of that generation.

He had mixed spiritual roots of the four attributes of gold, wood, water and fire, and his cultivation level was at the fifth level of Qi Refining. He had already died in the hands of a sea beast twenty years ago.

He was also the head of the Han family. After his death, the position of the head of the Han family remained vacant for more than ten years.

When Han Tianming's cultivation level entered the fourth level of Qi Refining, he was supported by the three elders to become the head of the family.

"Is this the private money left by my father?"

He opened the Silver Bottle Plum, and in the small box one foot square, there were pieces of spiritual stones the size of a baby's fist.

Han Tianming counted them one by one, and there were a total of ninety-two low-grade spiritual stones, which was already a considerable fortune.

You know, the resources obtained by the entire Han family in a year, converted into low-grade spiritual stones, are only more than a hundred.

Han Tianming put away the spiritual stones, put the wooden box away, and finally his eyes fell on the Silver Bottle Plum.

"Since it is the property left to me by my father, I naturally cannot throw it away."

Finally, with a "sad" mood, he stuffed the picture album under his pillow.

"Master! The search team has assembled."

At this time, the voice of the elder came from outside the courtyard.

Looking at the sky, it was already late, and the sun was already high in the sky.

When he walked out of the door, Han Tianming took a look at the jade fruit tree that he still placed on the bluestone slab as usual.

The original jade-like trunk of the small tree has become turbid and no longer as clear as when he first saw it.

The only green leaf is now slightly yellow and weak.

Han Tianming sighed and still sprinkled some spiritual spring water on it.

There is only so much he can do, even if this small tree can't be saved.

He still can't plant it in the ground.

The problem of the spiritual vein has not been eradicated. Even if the underground fire is completely extinguished, I am afraid that the underground spiritual vein of Qingling Island will be much worse than before.

Planting a jade spirit fruit tree will only make things worse.

"I hope the merchants can arrive earlier!"

On the southeast coast of Qingling Island, four Han family cultivators are already waiting.

They are wearing azure armor, holding their own magic weapons in their hands, ready to go.

Han Tianzhao, Han Tianqing, Han Tianquan, Han Tianshi.

All of them have five elements of mixed spiritual roots, and their cultivation is only at the third level of Qi Refining, but they are already considered the elite of the Han family.

Before obtaining the Xiantian Sword Body, Han Tianming, the strongest of the Han family, was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Han Tianming placed the spirit boat on the water, and then poured spiritual energy into it, and the spirit boat became bigger and bigger.

In the end, it grew to three feet long and more than four meters wide, and anchored at the seaside.

"Get on board, set off!"

With his order, Han Tianzhao and others boarded the spiritual boat. After sitting in the boat, Han Tianming placed a low-grade spiritual stone in the center of the spiritual boat's rudder wheel, and the whole spiritual boat emitted a faint spiritual light.

After waving to the elder, the spiritual boat slowly started and sailed towards the southeast sea.

The southeast is the direction Han Tianming specially chose.

Because on the treasure map, there is only a white beast head in this sea area.

This first hunt is also a test, so he naturally has to choose an easier target.

It can also exercise the tacit understanding of the search team.

On the spiritual boat, several people in the Han family were a little nervous.

They were impressed by the strength of the sea beasts.

On weekdays, they guarded the coast of Qingling Island, and they could deal with some weak sea beasts.

But for the stronger ones, they could only delay until the head of the family and the elders arrived.

It was the first time to take the initiative to attack like this!

"I don't know what kind of sea beast I will encounter..."