Han Zhao felt that this golden seal contained the power of the law of reincarnation, which was exactly the same as the golden seal obtained from King Tiansha. However, the power of the law of reincarnation in the golden seal of King Tiansha had been basically consumed, and there was not much left. many.
But even so, the golden seal broke Han Zhao's time-traveling power and almost helped him escape.
Now the golden seal given by Ji Dao Shen, the ancestor of the Ji family, contains the power of an extremely pure law of reincarnation, and its power cannot be underestimated.
Han Zhao had a vague guess in his heart, but he looked at Ji Daoshen calmly: "What does this mean, Fellow Daoist Ji?"
Ji Daoshen cursed secretly in his heart, and immediately showed a warm smile: "This seal is a treasure that I once obtained in the "Reincarnation Hall", there are a pair of them.
The fate of the other one is unknown, but there will be a weak connection between the two seals. Holding this seal in my hand, I can vaguely sense that the other one is in the hand of Fellow Daoist Han.
Now Daoist Han has helped Bai Wei advance to the level of Holy Master, and has also allowed the Ji family's supreme magic weapon Ten Kings Nuo Nian to reappear, which is a great favor to the Ji family.
This seal is a spiritual treasure used by warriors. We, the military commander and the Holy Master, cannot truly exert its full power, so I would like to send it to fellow Taoist Han to express our gratitude. "
The two seals would sense each other. Why didn't he notice the movement in Han Zhao's heart? He immediately raised his hands and said with a smile, "In this case, Han will be disrespectful."
"Excuse me for being presumptuous, but I don't know where the other treasure seal, fellow Taoist Han, came from?" Ji Daoshen asked.
"I got it from the demon king Tiansha King." Han Zhao didn't mean to hide it: "The body of the Red Moon Holy Lord was killed by me, and was later suppressed by the Tiansha King with this seal, devouring the soul, and cultivating the body. Da Jin. When the little girl was going through the tribulation the day before yesterday, he came to attack and was captured by me. In order to leave his soul and reincarnate, he has told everything."
"So that's it." Ji Daoshen looked a little strange and asked: "So, Taoist friend Han came here specifically to visit Bai Wei today?"
"Otherwise, why do fellow Daoist Ji think Han is here?" Han Zhao looked at Daoist Ji with a half-smile.
"I mean the same thing." Ji Daoshen's forehead muscles twitched slightly, and he finally reacted.
In his opinion, Han Zhao gave Qianqiu Soldier Master's original Yin Qi to Ji Baiwei, and it was impossible to simply heal her injuries and help her advance.
Must come prepared.
But if you think about it carefully, Han Zhao's behavior clearly shows that he doesn't know the rules here.
Because when he took out the treasure seal just now, Han Zhao couldn't hide his surprise.
Ji Daoshen thought about it and instantly understood the key. The Tiansha King was able to counterattack Hongyue, the third-order peak holy master, and he must have used the power of the law of reincarnation in the treasure seal.
At the very least, King Tiansha couldn't have any reservations when facing Han Zhao.
It seems that after the power of the one-time reincarnation law in this treasure seal is consumed, the induction will be greatly weakened.
It is very possible that the treasure seal he holds can feel the general position of the treasure seal in Han Zhao's hand, but Han Zhao cannot.
Ji Daoshen's intestines were filled with regret at this moment, and he gave away a treasure that contained the power of the Supreme Law for nothing.
Although the Demonic System cannot completely refine this treasure, the pure power of the Law of Reincarnation is a trump card to save your life and defeat the enemy at critical moments.
He was frightened by Han Zhao's sudden visit. He thought too much for a moment. He felt that Han Zhao was giving Ji Baiwei a great blessing by giving him a gift first, and then asked him to hand over the treasure seal obediently.
"I thought Daoist Ji regretted it." Han Zhao couldn't help but joked when he saw Ji Daoshen's face turning blue and white.
"Fellow Daoist Han was joking. There is no reason to regret giving something away, not to mention that a virtuous person will live in a treasure. This treasure is destined to Friend Daoist Han." Ji Dao Shen still felt a little hurt.
But since he gave it away, how dare he ask it back again? Even with this treasure in hand, he didn't think he could defeat Han Zhao in the source world.
"This fate is really wonderful." Han Zhao laughed loudly. The other party could even tell such nonsense as the treasure should be kept by the virtuous, which made him feel very happy.
I remember that at the beginning, he was chased by the aristocratic family and had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.
Although Ji Zhuling had been dead for a long time, Han Zhao was deeply impressed by her face.
It's a pity that the grass on her grave is probably three feet long, and the ancestor of the Ji family can't look like this.
The family members who once violently killed people at the slightest disagreement have now become so eloquent and flattering that Han Zhao couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha." When Ji Dao Shen saw Han Zhao laughing, he couldn't help but laugh with him, but his smile was a little dry. If not for the great changes in the world and the source world rejecting the military master, there would be no need for the family to bow to the warrior.
However, there is only one word that can describe the feeling that Han Zhao gives Ji Daoshen now, and that is unfathomable.
He even had a feeling that even if the war master really came, he might not be able to win over Han Zhao.
"Bai Wei is devoted to Han Zhao. Now that she has advanced to become the Holy Master, she has reappeared as the supreme divine weapon of the Ji family, Ten Kings Nuo Mian. She will definitely take my place in the future. By then, the Ji family is afraid that she will become Han Zhao's Ji family. Home." Ji Daoshen's heart sank.
Whether it is the Seven Evil Subversion or the Ten Kings Nuo Noodles, they all require pure but paranoid emotions to control.
As it turns out, they did succeed, but the process went too far off course.
Ji Zhuling and Zhu Ji really deserve to die! Ji Daoshen secretly hated them in his heart.
He was even thinking that if it didn't work out, he would leave the Source Realm when Ji Baiwei grew up. Anyway, as long as the inheritance of the Ji family is still there, he can go to the demon world to meet the ancestor and have business relations.
As for the Ji family in the future, it will have little to do with him.
Ji Daoshen has stayed in the realm of the third-level holy master for a thousand years. He just wants to advance to the level of a military master and live forever.
After all, there has only been one warrior like Han Zhao throughout the ages. What's wrong with being so weak?
Survival is not shabby.
While Ji Daoshen was meditating, Han Zhao was also thinking about how grand the martial arts would be today if he went back in time to help warriors defeat the demons.
"Master Han, Ancestor" When the head of the Ji family rushed to the training room, Han Zhao and Ji Daoshen faced each other without saying a word, and there was a strange silence in the place.
Three months later, Ji Baiwei finally refined the Heavenly Demon Yin Qi obtained from Han Zhao, completed the transformation of his soul, stabilized his cultivation in the Holy Lord realm, and initially took control of the Ten Kings Nuo Noodles.
During this period, the top leaders of the five major surnames and the ten most powerful families sent people to the Ji family to celebrate Ji Baiwei's advancement to the Holy Lord.
At the same time, many people wanted to visit Han Zhao.
However, apart from the Heavenly Man and the Holy Lord, Han Zhao was nowhere to be seen.
Of course, there were a few people here who had an old relationship with Han Zhao, regardless of their strength, he had met them all.
This day, in the inner city, Yuzhenfang.
A man and a woman were walking leisurely on the street. They were both young people in their early twenties.
The man has handsome features and a dark face, and is dressed in a slim blue robe, while the woman has picturesque features and a pretty face.
"Bai Wei, I didn't expect your request to be so simple." The man turned to look at the woman holding his arm beside him, with a warm smile on his face.
"It's not easy to go shopping with Brother Han. The last time we went shopping together was more than eighty years ago." The woman winked playfully.
The two people were clearly Han Zhao and Ji Baiwei after their disguise.
It is easy for high-level practitioners to improve their appearance, not to mention that the two of them have outstanding looks.
When Ji Baiwei went out, he joked that she might be unknown, but if Han Zhao couldn't change her face, she would be recognized if she couldn't walk a hundred steps in the city, which would cause a commotion.
Even in Daliang City, the headquarters of the aristocratic family, there are a large number of warriors and a certain scale of warrior forces.
As long as the family has some wealth, they will basically travel thousands of miles to send their children to Qiantian Palace.
Even if there is a junior in the family who is an outer disciple of Qiantian Palace, it will be different instantly.
It's hard to say walking sideways, but even a wealthy family would have some scruples.
Therefore, for warriors, Qiantian Palace is a beacon in the endless deep sea, cutting through the fog of night.
And with Han Zhao rising rapidly like a meteor, the Qiantian Palace is now at its peak, and Han Zhao is the sun that covers the world.
Along the way, Ji Baiwei skipped around with her hands behind her back, like the girl next door who had just developed a crush on her, going shopping with her childhood sweetheart and fiancé. When passing by a luxurious restaurant, Ji Bai stopped slightly and pointed to the door number.
"Chang'an Restaurant. Brother Han, isn't this the restaurant you once lived in?"
"Yes." Han Zhao looked at the house number and couldn't help but sigh.
At first, he was hunted by the Jiuyou Mansion, the Changsheng Sect, the Murong Family, and the Bailing Sect. He had to leave the Nujiao Gang and come to Daliang City to participate in the Zhongzhou Guiyu Trial to prove his worth and get the protection of the Qi family.
"I still remember that time when I had a breakthrough in cultivation and destroyed a yard, the shopkeeper wasn't upset and instead gave me a better yard." Han Zhao smiled.
"In that case, why don't you go in and sit down?" Ji Baiwei suggested.
"Okay." Han Zhao nodded.
The two walked into the restaurant. The hall on the first floor was almost full of people, and it was a little noisy. However, no one made a loud noise. Even the warriors who drank from large bowls only talked in low voices.
From time to time, everyone looked at a painting hanging on the wall, which was Han Zhao dressed in white.
"Brother Han, look over there!" Ji Baiwei pointed at the framed text under the portrait.
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains."
「——Han Zhao」
Han Zhao raised his eyebrows. This Lu Dahai really knew how to do business. He even hung his name in the lobby, and he was not afraid of the aristocratic family coming to visit him.
"Brother Han, sit here!" Ji Baiwei came to an empty table near the corner on the first floor and waved to Han Zhao.
"Han?!!"
It seemed that the surname 'Han' had some magical power. When the guests who were having wine heard this, many of them subconsciously followed the sound. After seeing Han Zhao's disguised face, they continued to concentrate on their wine.
Before the two of them were seated, a waiter wearing a gray robe and a white cloth draped over his shoulders came up to them. He looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although he was not very old, there was a cleverness in his eyes.
The waiter quickly wiped the already clean tables and chairs, and after the two of them sat down, he asked: "Are the two guest officers working in the hotel, or staying in the hotel?"
"Here's a pound of 'Plum Plum Brewing' and four other dishes to go with the wine." Han Zhao said with a smile.
"Plum wine? We don't have this kind of wine." The waiter's immature eyes had a puzzled look.
"No?" Han Zhao was startled.
"Then let's go to your store's specialty bar." Ji Bai said with a smile.
"Okay, wait a minute, you two." The waiter said respectfully and ran to the kitchen.
After a while, the dishes were served.
"You two, the dishes are ready, please use them slowly." The waiter was about to leave.
"Wait." Ji Baiwei called to the waiter.
"Sir, what else do you want?" The waiter stopped.
"Second brother, let me ask you something." Ji Bai smiled slyly at Han Zhao.
"You ask." The waiter glanced at Ji Baiwei's face and immediately lowered his head.
"Is the calligraphy framed in your store really the original work of Han Zhenren?" Ji Baiwei pointed at the calligraphy hanging on the wall.
"Of course!" The waiter subconsciously held his head high.
"My lord, you don't know yet, before Han Zhenren became enlightened, he also had a period of poor life. When he lived in our store, he accidentally destroyed a courtyard, but the old shopkeeper did not let him compensate, but Han Zhenren kept it A piece of calligraphy as a souvenir.”
"I see." Ji Bai nodded slightly, and then asked: "Since it is kept as a souvenir, isn't it not good for you to hang it so grandly in the hall?"
"More than thirty years ago, our restaurant was spotted by a young man from the Li family, who wanted to steal something. Although the big owner of our restaurant was also from a wealthy family, how could he dare to mess with a kid from a wealthy family? In the end, in desperation, the old man The shopkeeper can only take out this calligraphy."
"At that time, the dandy raised his hand to tear the painting into pieces, but was stopped by his fellow guards. Later, an ancestor of the Li family came to apologize and killed the dandy on the spot. This incident caused a stir that year It caused quite a stir.”
"Your guest is not a local, right? Many warriors often mention this matter nowadays."
"Since that incident, the big boss directly gave the restaurant to the old shopkeeper. After the old shopkeeper passed away, our shopkeeper thought that everyone knew about it, so he put this painting in the lobby openly for people to come and go. The warriors pay their respects."
The waiter smiled.
"Lu Dahai is dead?" Han Zhao was stunned and blurted out.
"The old shopkeeper was not a warrior. He lived to be one hundred and two years old without any illness or disaster, and passed away in his sleep. He is a truly blessed person." The waiter felt that Han Zhao was a little strange, but he still answered his question.
"Yes." Han Zhao came back to his senses. To him, more than a hundred years were just a blink of an eye, but to ordinary people, it might be two lifetimes.
Lu Dahai was able to live to be one hundred and two years old. Among ordinary people in this era, he was well deserved to be famous.
Han Zhao was just a little sad, because in his subconscious, Lu Dahai was still alive.
Ji Bai glanced at Han Zhao, then looked at the waiter, and asked, "Has no one ever doubted the authenticity of this painting?"
"In this vast world, who dares to impersonate Han Zhenren's calligraphy treasure? You think so?" The waiter's eyes were filled with longing and his expression was a little excited.
"That's true!" Ji Bai said with a smile.
"Little brother, go and do your work." Han Zhao nodded slightly.
"Okay, you two guests, please eat first. If you need anything, call me." The waiter said respectfully.
"Brother Han, why don't you meet your old friend?"
After drinking for three rounds, Han Zhao stood up and left. Ji Baiwei followed him and said doubtfully.
"No need." Han Zhao shook his head slightly.
Ji Baiwei was silent for a moment, grabbed Han Zhao's hand, and said softly: "Brother Han, no matter the vicissitudes of life or the changes in the world, I will always be by your side. This time, I will not leave with you for the time being. Wait. We'll see you after you get out of seclusion."
"Yes." Han Zhao glanced at Ji Bai slightly and nodded.
After that, Han Zhao stayed in Daliang City for another two months.
Because Ji Baiwei needed to deepen her connection with the Ten Kings Nuo Noodles, she temporarily stayed in the Ji family to practice cultivation.
In order to help Ji Baiwei control the Ten Kings Nuo Noodles as soon as possible, Han Zhao did not hesitate to use his own essence and handed over the tens of billions of accumulated wealth to Ji Baiwei before leaving Daliang City.
"The man is finally gone!"
Seeing the vast and majestic aura coming from the golden light rising into the sky, the senior officials of the aristocratic families in Daliang City finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Han Zhao would not kill casually, he had the strength.
There are checks and balances among the five major surnames and the ten giants. Even high-level officials such as the military commander and the spiritual summoner will abide by the basic rules.
But Han Zhao could ignore everything and take action against any aristocratic family at any time if he wanted.
When such people stay under their beds, it is like a thorn in their backs and a lump in their throats, making it difficult for them to sleep or eat well.
Now Han Zhao is finally gone. Although he can come again at any time, it can temporarily relax everyone's tense heartstrings.
After Han Zhao left Daliang City, he went to Bailing Sect again, hoping to meet Yu Xuanji, but she ended up in seclusion again.
After leaving some elixirs behind, he returned to Qiantian Palace.
After spending some time with his family, Han Zhao finally returned to the inner temple and began to retreat into the cave world.
This time, the door to the inner hall had not been opened for a hundred years.
PS: After a day of rest and applying some medicine, I feel much better. I should have gone to the hospital a long time ago. Sure enough, you can’t hide your illness and avoid medical treatment.
(End of chapter)
