Inland sea.
Liangyi Island, the spiritual cave of Yin and Yang Hall in Tianjie Mountain, and the Grand Master's Hall.
Here stands the immortal tablets of the powerful pseudo-supernatural powers of the past dynasties in the Yin-Yang Palace.
As for the magical power realm, he is a peerless powerhouse who can go straight into the cave. The tablets are all in the Tiansheng Cave.
"Squeak."
A middle-aged man less than 1.7 meters tall and dressed in purple pushed in the door. He had a shiny head, a short stature, a chubby face, curved eyebrows and slender eyes. He looked like Maitreya Buddha.
This man is at least eighty-nine points similar in appearance to Zhao Wuxiu. The only obvious difference is that he is half a head taller than Zhao Wuxiu.
The visitor was clearly Zhao Wuxiu’s brother Zhao Wuji.
Last time, the two brothers, Huo Lingtao and Hua Yuanwu from the Martial God Alliance, and Ying Xuan from the Holy Palace besieged the Blood Mosquito.
In order to protect his younger brother Zhao Wuxiu, Zhao Wuji was injured by a blood mosquito and lost a lot of blood essence.
He adjusted his breath for nearly a year and then basically recovered.
"It seems that my immortality tablet will be broken soon." Zhao Wuji looked at the immortality tablets placed in front of him, and he was in a daze.
The longevity tablets placed here all have a trace of their spiritual thoughts left in them. Whether they are sitting at the end of their lives or dying unexpectedly, their spiritual thoughts will disappear together, causing the longevity tablets to break.
The immortal tablets in the bottom row have all been broken into pieces, which means that the powerful person in the pseudo-supernatural realm enshrined above has passed away.
The loss of essence and blood directly affected Zhao Wuji's lifespan. He was originally able to live for more than a hundred years, but now he may only be able to barely live for a dozen years.
He directly became the one with the least remaining lifespan in the pseudo-supernatural realm.
"Alas... eight hundred years of hard work have all come to nothing in the end." Zhao Wuji sighed.
He and his younger brother were the fourth generation true disciples of the Yin Yang Temple who moved to the Inland Sea. Because of their outstanding talents, they entered the Cave Heaven. Later, they were spotted by Yuan Xiyu, the master of the Cave Heaven, and became his registered disciples. They became famous for a while. .
However, when they reached the perfection of the Seven Evils in their early 100s, their teacher told them that with their strength, even in the cave, the probability of surviving the catastrophe of magical power would not exceed 20%.
It took more than seven hundred years for the two of them to cultivate to the sixth level of pseudo-supernatural powers, making them the least effective among the real disciples of the master.
If it doesn’t become the great path of supernatural power, everything is false.
Niying was able to obtain the "Reincarnation Law" from the master's master because she has nine-turn pseudo-supernatural powers. If she is reincarnated and re-cultivated, the probability of achieving magical powers in the next life will be greatly increased.
There are many magical realms in the major cave worlds that have taken this step.
But they only have sixth-level pseudo-supernatural powers. Even if the master is their teacher, they cannot give them two copies of the "Reincarnation Law" for personal gain.
"Kaka!"
Just when Zao Wou-Ki lamented the ruthlessness of time and recalled the glorious past, a crisp sound brought him back to his senses.
"This is?"
Zhao Wuji followed the sound and saw that there were cracks in the longevity tablet placed on the far left of the second-to-last row.
The three characters "Zhu Yannian" on it were originally glowing with divine light, but at this moment it quickly dimmed. As the first crack appeared, the entire longevity tablet began to appear densely packed with cracks in a matter of seconds, criss-crossing like a spider web.
From the appearance of the crack to the complete disappearance of the divine light on the longevity tablet, the whole process took less than two breaths.
"I wish the old ghost is dead?!" Zhao Wuji's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
Some time ago, Zhu Yannian left the cave and came to the Yin Yang Palace. After meeting Zhu Zijian, a descendant of the Zhu family, he left the inner sea directly.
He said that he was going to find a precious elixir for Zhu Zijian to take.
Unexpectedly, in just over a month, he died!
Zhao Wuji's face was as dark as water, and he shouted outside the hall: "Come here!"
"Ancestor." A respectful voice sounded outside the door.
A young man with a slender figure and handsome features appeared outside the hall. He was wearing a white robe with gold embroidery and a long sword on his waist. He had an extraordinary temperament.
The person who came was He Zhongyuan, one of the top ten true disciples.
The ten true disciples generally need to take turns to come to the Patriarch's Hall for a month, so that they can receive the teachings of the Supreme Elder at close range. At the same time, they can practice close to the spiritual acupoints and enjoy the richer spiritual energy.
"Go and ring the Liangyi Bell and summon all the disciples in the sect. Twenty-seven times!" Zhao Wuji said in a deep voice.
"Twenty-seven strikes!
"He Zhongyuan's expression suddenly changed.
Generally, the Liangyi Bell outside the True Inheritance Hall will be rung only when something big happens, such as the True Inheritance Competition, but it will only ring nine times.
Twenty-seven times coincides with the number of magical powers.
Only when there is a catastrophe of annihilation of the door or a shocking change occurs in the door will the door be struck twenty-seven times.
"Go ahead."
"yes."
He Zhongyuan immediately bowed and retreated, rushing to the Zhenzhuan Hall.
...
Ascend to Heaven City.
Inner city.
Korean house.
Lu Yingxuan has stayed here since she returned with Xu Ling and Lu Yi.
They hope that they can meet Han Zhao as soon as possible when he returns.
At this time, in the backyard.
Xu Ling was sitting in front of the stone table, holding his chin with one hand, lost in thought.
Lu Yi was lying on the wicker chair in the corridor, squinting his eyes, eating melon seeds, and basking in the sun.
Zhang Mudie sat next to him and handed him tea and cakes from time to time.
Lu Yingxuan was wearing a white slim-fitting warrior uniform left over from the Yuanchang Prefecture's martial arts academy. She was holding a bright silver sword in her hand, flashing around in the courtyard, waving the sword in an airtight manner, making a sharp sound.
"Yingxuan, take a rest." Lu Yi opened his eyes and glanced at Lu Yingxuan.
"Dad, I'm not tired." Lu Yingxuan responded, but her hand movements were not slow at all.
"You're not tired, I'm tired! You're so angry right now. The cold wind in the yard is whipping around with this sword. I can't stand it, old man." Lu Yi said angrily.
"Then I'll go out and practice." Lu Yingxuan sheathed her sword and walked out of the courtyard.
"Your master asked you to calm down and recuperate your energy, why are you so unable to calm down? Boy Han is so good that he makes you think about it day and night, but not about food and tea?" Lu Yi shook his head and laughed.
"Okay, Yingxuan is already so anxious, and you still tease her." Zhang Mudie patted Lu Yi's arm.
"When this kid comes back, I will ask him to go to the church with you and Lingling to get married, and the three of us can go back to the cave together!" Lu Yi said seriously.
Lu Yingxuan's cheeks were slightly red and she was a little embarrassed, but she still responded: "It's all up to dad."
"Look, I'm in charge again now!" Lu Yi looked at Zhang Mudie.
"Miss!"
At this time, Dong Jin came to the backyard and saluted Xu Ling, and then saluted several other people.
"That Zhu Zijian from the Zhu family came to visit Miss Lu again."
"No!" Lu Yingxuan refused directly.
"The Zhu family is not weak. Your master is about to rebuild. It would not be wise to offend the Zhu family, or..." Lu Yi said thoughtfully.
"If you don't see it, you don't see it." Lu Yingxuan insisted: "I know what that person is thinking. Only by rejecting him directly can I let him know my attitude."
"In that case, then you make the decision yourself." Lu Yi nodded and stopped talking. He was doing it for his daughter's good, but he also respected her thoughts.
"Just say that Senior Sister is practicing in seclusion and has no time to meet guests. If he has self-awareness, he will understand." Xu Ling ordered.
"yes."
Dong Jin bowed and left the backyard.
She came to the gate of the front yard and told Zhu Zijian's servants what Xu Ling said.
The servant ran to the luxurious carriage parked outside the door and relayed it to Zhu Zijian.
"Kacha!"
There was a crisp sound from the carriage, followed by Zhu Zijian's indifferent voice.
"Go home."
"Yes." The servant sat at the front of the carriage and turned the carriage around.
In the carriage, Zhu Zijian held a piece of rosewood chair corner in his hand. With a slight squeeze, the corner of the chair turned into powder.
"You don't know how to praise me. When my ancestor kills Han Zhao, I want to see what you do..."
clang! clang! clang!
The distant bells resounded throughout the sky of Liangyi Island.
Zhu Zijian raised his eyebrows when he heard the bell.
However, "dang-dang-dang" sounded one after another, and his expression changed.
"How is this possible?" An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Zhu Zijian's heart. He opened the curtain, looked at the servant driving the car, and said in a deep voice: "Ah San, how many sounds are there in total?"
"Reply to the Third Young Master, there are twenty-seven calls in total." The servant said quickly.
"Really twenty-seven?!" Zhu Zijian's expression tightened. How could he lose count? It was just too much of a coincidence!
"Go to Tianjie Mountain immediately! Hurry!"
Zhu Zijian's voice dropped, a little anxious.
"Yes!" The servant changed direction again and galloped on the main road in the inner city. Pedestrians on the road retreated one after another, causing a lot of commotion along the way.
"Damn it! Who is this?"
"Driving so fast on a main road? You're rushing to attend a funeral!"
Several pedestrians who were almost knocked down pointed in the direction the carriage left and cursed.
"Shut up! You don't want to live anymore! That's the Zhu family's carriage. The driver is Asan, the servant of the third son of the Zhu family. The third son of the Zhu family is a true disciple of the Yin Yang Palace!"
The warrior on the side lowered his voice.
"The Yin and Yang Palace rang the Liangyi bell, still twenty-seven times. Could it be that the aliens were going to attack the inner sea?"
The sound of the Liangyi Bell resounded over the entire Liangyi Island. The sound was not loud, but it covered the entire island, allowing almost everyone on the island to really hear the twenty-seven bells.
Some warriors who knew the rules of the Yin Yang Palace felt uneasy and began to speculate on what happened.
In the nearly a thousand years since the Yin Yang Temple established its lower gate on Tianjie Mountain, the Liangyi Bell has rang twenty-seven times, but only a few times. Each time it was an earth-shattering event.
Two of them were alien invasions of the inner sea.
...
When Zhu Zijian arrived at the True Tradition Hall, he found that the other nine True Tradition disciples had already arrived.
In addition, the heads of the five courtyards and the masters of the Yin and Yang Halls were already standing beside the two Supreme Elders Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuxiu.
As soon as he entered the hall, he felt that everyone looked at him with something wrong.
Zhu Zijian's heart skipped a beat, and he bowed quickly: "Disciple has seen two ancestors, two hall masters, and five hall heads. I wonder what happened?"
At the signal of Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuxiu, Nie Bai, the head of the Jinling Academy, said solemnly: "The longevity tablet of the ancestor is broken."
"What?! Ancestor, he actually..." Zhu Zijian felt as if he was struck by lightning, but the Little Divine Power Martial Saint of the Three Evils Realm couldn't even stand firmly. His feet went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.
Nie Bo stepped forward to support him and said with burning eyes:
"The last person Elder Zhu saw was you. Are you sure he went out to look for the elixir?"
Zhu Zijian's eyes were blank. Hearing Nie Bai's question, his body trembled: "Yes...yes."
How dare he tell the truth? Did he want to tell everyone that the ancestor went to kill Han Zhao?
If this kind of behavior is taken openly, even if the ancestor is in the true magical realm, he will still be punished by the sect rules.
A strong person in the realm of pseudo-supernatural powers can have no restrictions on the inner sea and the outer sea as long as he does not go to the endless sea.
Moreover, the ancestor has the Litiansuo Lingbao passed down from the Zhu family, so he can come and go with ease even against those in the pseudo-supernatural realm who are stronger than him.
How could the ancestor die?
"Tell me everything you know." Zhao Wuji frowned.
"Disciple...disciple..."
Zhu Ziframe's mind was spinning rapidly, and now he could only remove himself.
...
Buzz!
Han Zhao picked up the blue shuttle-shaped spiritual treasure that fell to the ground. Just when his hand touched the shuttle-like spiritual treasure, which looked like a shuttle and a needle, he saw a bright blue light on the spiritual treasure and started to struggle violently.
However, under the suppression of the magic power of Han Zhao's three spirits in one state, he soon lost his ability to resist, and the blue light quickly dimmed.
I saw the word "Li Tian" printed on the shuttle-shaped Lingbao.
"Li Tisuo? It's really a good baby!"
Han Zhao looked happy. If he had not obtained detailed memories of the battle process from the simulation, it would not have been easy for him to defeat the opponent with one blow. After all, Tissot was too fast and could not be beaten. , the other party can completely escape.
"You are indeed very strong, but sorry, I failed."
Han Zhao looked at the dead ancestor of the Zhu family and murmured in a low voice.
In this world, strong people want to cheat!
Han Zhao put Li Tisuo into the Xumi bag, and his body turned into a red light and escaped.
He took advantage of the remaining time when the three spirits merged into one, and flew to Demon God Island.
"There is obviously something wrong with the Xu family's martial saint, and he should have colluded with the Zhu family ancestor, but he obviously cannot bear the responsibility for murdering the inner disciples of the Yin and Yang Palace..."
In the process of escaping, he thought of the Xu Family Martial Saint who behaved abnormally before. He was the only variable.
Of course, he, Han Zhao, was just a weak martial saint. He had no ability to kill a pseudo-supernatural power possessor with a spiritual treasure, but he was not afraid of being confronted face to face.
"It's better to keep a steady hand and take a look."
Han Zhao thought to himself.
"Simulation." He muttered silently and started the third simulation.
If Xu Jiawu Shenghui does bad things, then silence him as soon as possible.
Normally, he must have secretly colluded with the ancestors of the Zhu family to do this kind of thing, and would never dare to make it public.
[Twenty-eight years old, use all your methods to kill the ancestor of the Zhu family. 】
[The Yin and Yang Palace was shaken. Tiansheng Cave sent a ninth-level pseudo-supernatural power expert to come to the world and come to Beiming Island to investigate the death of the ancestor of the Zhu family. 】
[After receiving the notice, you returned to Yin Yang Palace and pretended to be ignorant of the matter. 】
[After you return to Dengtian City, you find that Lu Yingxuan, Xu Ling, and Lu Yi have returned, and you are finally reunited. 】
[After some investigation, the death of the ancestor of the Zhu family became a mystery and was eventually left unsolved. 】
【......】
[In the following time, you stayed in the Yin and Yang Temple for a long time to cultivate, and occasionally went out. 】
[At the age of thirty-six, you have reached the eight evil realms. 】
[You go to the endless sea area to collect the Jiuquling Peach Tree, and encounter a strange fish with the bloodline of a giant Kun. Just when you are about to kill the strange fish, the high priest of the Shade Department of the Witch Clan appears to fight for the strange fish. 】
[You killed the high priest and was cursed by his innate witchcraft, and your soul was damaged. 】
[At the age of thirty-seven, when you left Qiantian Palace, you were attacked by the great witch god of the witch clan and died on the spot. 】
"So, if you stay in Yin Yang Palace to cultivate, you can be stable for at least eight years." Han Zhao's eyes lit up. Fighting for resources would inevitably risk provoking enemies.
】
If you can cultivate to the perfection of the Ten Evil Realm before the Qiantian Palace opens, and be prepared to attack the magical power realm and overcome the tribulation, then the best choice is to break through in the Qiantian Palace, and then escape the tribulation when you come out.
"Unless necessary, I will live a peaceful life with my wife and children on the hot bed."
Han Zhao was so happy that he got married to Xu Ling and Lu Yingxuan when he returned.
[The simulation is over, you can choose one of the following]
[1. Obtain the entry (not optional)]
[2. Obtain attribute points]
[3. Obtain any part of life experience]
"two."
[Attribute points +3500]
"As long as there are still opportunities for simulation, there are always more solutions than trouble." The remaining seven simulated Han photos are not in a hurry to be used up, and are planned to be kept until the need to go out to compete for resources.
After Han Zhao flew back to Demon God Mountain, he went straight to Tian Demon Cave.
This time, the Qi, blood and mana of the third-level pseudo-supernatural power realm are very huge. Even if only one-twentieth is left after refinement, it is still a huge improvement for Han Zhao.
It took Han Zhao a day and a night to refine all the power of the ancestor of the Zhu family.
His cultivation level directly improved from entering the Six Evil Realm for the first time to reaching the Perfect Six Evil Realm in one breath.
"Demon Flame" and "Vajra" have both reached the level of the Five Evil Realm. As long as the heavenly veins are condensed, they can easily break through to the Six Evil Realm.
Although Han Zhao could not absorb the magic power of the ancestor of the Zhu family, the blood mosquito totem possessed by "King Kong" could.
[The fourth divine pattern: blood mosquito totem; blood inner elixir (130000/300000); totem special effects: mana, clone shadow]
"If this absorbs the mana and blood of more than a dozen pseudo-magical powers, it will probably make the Blood Mosquito Totem reach a level comparable to the nine-turn pseudo-magical powers."
Han Zhao looked at the progress of the fourth totem in the system panel and his eyes narrowed.
The increase in mana means that the blood mosquito transformation is more powerful and lasts longer.
"The next step is to refine the spirit treasure." Han Zhao took out the Li Tiansuo from the Xumi bag and put his spiritual thoughts into it.
If you want to activate the spirit treasure, in addition to consuming mana, you also need to leave a spiritual mark in the spirit treasure.
The ancestor of the Zhu family had just died, and the spiritual thoughts he left in Li Tiansuo quickly dissipated, but there were still residues.
Therefore, Han Zhao had to clear the mark of his spiritual thoughts before he could activate Li Tissuo.
In the next five days, Han Zhao worked hard with water to completely eliminate the spiritual thoughts left in Li Tiansuo by the ancestor of the Zhu family.
Buzz!
Li Tisuo bloomed with a dull blue light and began to resist again.
Han Zhao's spiritual thoughts were rejected by Li Tiansuo.
Whoosh!
Han Zhao took out the Demonic Dragon Blade from the Xuanling War Box and said respectfully: "Boss Xuanyi, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"Yeah." Xuan Yi responded.
The Demonic Dragon Blade's black light glowed loudly, and it flew around Li Tiansuo in a circle, and bursts of clear chirping sounds resounded throughout the Demonic Cave.
Bah!
Li Tiansuo's light dimmed and fell to the ground.
Sure enough, compared to acquired spiritual treasures like the Demon Dragon Blade, which have complete weapon spirits, they are still far from Tissot's weapon spirits. They just have basic spirituality.
Han Zhao used his true energy to take Li Tiansuo into his palm, and asked curiously: "Boss Xuan Yi, what did you say that worked so well?"
"It's nothing. I killed it if it refused to cooperate." Xuan Yi said calmly.
"Domineering!" Han Zhao gave a thumbs up.
"Although this spiritual treasure is of average power, its escape speed is very fast, and its consumption of mana is far less than that of the Demon Dragon Blade. It is not a problem to survive under the hands of ordinary pseudo-supernatural powers. It is suitable for you now." Xuan Yi was not very interested.
"I will work hard." Han Zhao said seriously.
"Well, I look forward to the day when you can survive the catastrophe of magical power." Xuan Yi encouraged.
The Demonic Dragon Blade flew back into the Xuanling Battle Box.
Obviously, a battle like killing the ancestor of the Zhu family is not even a warm-up for him.
Han Zhao continued to clear the ancestor of the Zhu family’s spiritual thoughts.
With Xuan Yi's intimidation, Li Tiansuo's weapon spirit did not dare to resist anymore.
An hour later.
"Hoo~"
Han Zhao rubbed his head and let out a long sigh.
Using Divine Mind for a long time will take a lot of energy from him.
He adjusted his breath for a moment, and when his mental strength recovered a little, he once again put his spiritual thoughts into Li Tiansuo.
After leaving his mark inside, he threw Li Tisuo towards "King Kong".
"King Kong" circulates its magic power and completely refines Li Tiansuo.
...
the next day.
Han Zhao set off for Jukun City, preparing to return to Liangyi Island.
As for "King Kong" and "Demon Flame", they stayed on Demon God Island.
He returned to Liangyi Island to prepare for cultivation and did not need a strong combat force to follow him.
In previous simulations, people from the Eternal Life Society also attacked the "Devil Flame". With the secret protection of "King Kong", many accidents can be avoided.
"come yet?"
The big boat Han Zhao was riding on rode the wind and waves on the sea and quickly approached Beiming Island. On the way, the inner disciple jade sign hanging on his waist suddenly lit up.
Immediately afterwards, he felt an expert from the Yin Yang Palace approaching.
After a while, a green escaping light fell vertically from above the clouds and stopped at the bow of the ship.
A beautiful woman in white palace clothes appeared.
"Is he a master of the Five Evil Realm?"
"No, this is flying in the air!"
"It's the supreme elder in the realm of pseudo-supernatural powers!"
Some of the warriors traveling on the big ship were also discerning. When they saw the green light escaping so quickly, and the woman in palace clothes inside who had no spiritual weapon at her feet, they immediately recognized her as a strong person in the realm of pseudo-supernatural powers.
"Inner disciple Han Zhao, I have met the Supreme Elder." Han Zhao walked to the front of the crowd and bowed respectfully to the woman in palace clothes in the green light.
"Are you Han Zhao? Come with me!"
The woman in palace clothes looked him up and down, then waved her sleeves, and a green rainbow light took Han Zhao up, and the two of them flew away in the air together.
...
"Think carefully about what I said. It will be good for both you and Yingxuan."
Five days later, the woman in palace clothes took Han Zhao to Beiming Island and placed him at the gate of Jukun City.
The woman in palace attire is named Zhou Sirong. She is a friend of Lu Yingxuan’s master Ni Ying. She is a powerful person who has perfected the ninth-level pseudo-supernatural power realm.
She went down to the realm this time, firstly, to investigate the death of the ancestor of the Zhu family, and secondly, to persuade Lu Yingxuan to go back.
After all, in her opinion, Lu Yingxuan has a bright future and should not delay it with Han Zhao.
If Niying hadn't been troubled by love back then, she wouldn't have ended up reincarnated.
So she hoped that Han Zhao could take the initiative to persuade Lu Yingxuan to go back.
"Thank you for your concern, senior. I still insist on my own ideas. It is my lifelong wish to achieve magical powers in this world." Han Zhao bowed respectfully and said seriously.
"I've seen many people whose hearts are as high as the sky and whose lives are as thin as paper. It's better to be down-to-earth." The woman in palace clothes lost her patience.
In the past thousand years, no warrior has been able to survive the catastrophe of magical powers in the Source Realm.
Because there are only a handful of warriors who have survived the catastrophe of magical powers in the cave world.
"A good heart will lead to nine deaths without regrets." Han Zhao shook his head.
"You should think more about Yingxuan's future." The woman in palace clothes took a deep look at Han Zhao. As soon as she finished speaking, she activated her magic power and turned into green light again and flew away.
"How do you know my measure?" Han Zhao looked at the woman in palace clothes leaving, his eyes becoming firmer.
If he wanted to take a shortcut, he would have given up on martial arts and chosen the magic weapon system.
Just by adding points, it is estimated that it is not just a first-level soldier.
As for Lu Yingxuan, he will persuade her to return to Tiansheng Cave to survive the tribulation, but first he must respect her own wishes.
Moreover, staying by his side may not be worse than staying in Tiansheng Cave.
Han Zhao looked up at the sky, facing the rising sun, and walked towards the inner city of Jukun City.
Buzz!
In a pillar of light soaring into the sky, Han Zhao returned to Liangyi Island in the inland sea.
Then he went straight to the Hanzhai in Dengtian City.
When he reached the door, his steps suddenly slowed down.
"Miss! Miss! My uncle is back!"
As soon as Dong Jin saw Han Zhao walking through the door, she ran to the inner courtyard.
Han Zhao followed.
As soon as he reached the inner courtyard, he saw Xu Ling, Lu Yingxuan, Lu Yi, and Zhang Mudie walking out.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
Han Zhao walked up to Lu Yi and knelt on the ground.
"Meet Master."
"Okay! Just come back! Get up!" Lu Yi's hand twirling his beard began to tremble, and he quickly stepped forward to hold Han Zhao's shoulders.
"Good boy." Zhang Mudie's face was filled with joy.
"Junior Brother Han."
Xu Ling and Lu Yingxuan also came over.
Han Zhao felt hot in his heart: "Lingling, Yingxuan."
"The three children haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's catch up with them first." Zhang Mudie tugged on Lu Yi's sleeve.
"Okay, you young people will get together first." Lu Yi smiled broadly.
"Junior Brother Han, let's go to the wing." Xu Ling said with eager eyes.
"Okay." Han Zhao nodded heavily.
[Luan Feng and Ming Gong: third level (1500/10000); can be improved; special effects: reconciliation of yin and yang, strengthening the foundation and strengthening the body]
On the way to the side room, Han Zhao said silently in his heart: "System, improve Luanfeng and Minggong."
[Attribute points: 10000→1500]
[Luan and Phoenix Harmony Skill: Third level (10000/10000); can be deduced (0/100000); special effects: Yin and Yang reconciliation, strengthening the foundation and strengthening the body, Luan and Phoenix Harmony]
