Yin Hanjiang was buried in the snow for more than three months, but his true essence did not recover much. If he ignored the people living near the icefield and forcibly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he would be able to recover, but Yin Hanjiang would not do that.
He flew slowly in the air, and it took more than half a month to reach the sea of blood in the netherworld.
A few months ago, he found out when he was making a fuss about the sea of nether blood, and he could absorb the chaotic energy here. If you want to regain strength, come here.
Yin Hanjiang slowly climbed up the cliff and looked down, the dark red color made him dizzy, he sat weakly on the edge of the cliff, and there were countless Wenren'e in his eyes, they jumped down one after another, and waved to him gently, Ask Yin Hanjiang to accompany them down.
"Without Sect Master Yin, this deity is very lonely." A Wen Ren'e sat beside him and said gently, "Isn't Sect Master Yin going to follow Ben Sect from generation to generation?"
Yin Hanjiang looked at Wen Ren'e's focused face, shook his head and said, "Your Highness, I really want to go down with you, but no, you won't allow it."
"The deity is now allowed." "Wen Ren'e" said.
"My subordinates still have things to do." Yin Hanjiang said softly.
He took out the cracked ghost mask from his arms and looked at it as if he was looking at his past self.
The "Wen Ren'e" beside him also watched with him.
"Your Highness, do you still remember this mask?" Yin Hanjiang asked.
Naturally, no one answered, because the people around him were just imagined by Yin Hanjiang.
"Do you think that your subordinate is a loyal person, although he is not like Zhong Liqian as a gentleman, but at least he is upright and silent?" Yin Hanjiang touched the crack on the mask, his voice was extremely depressed, "No..."
How could a child whose family was slaughtered at the age of five, lay in a sea of blood for several days, and was picked up by Wen Ren'e and ignored for more than ten years, how could he be open and aboveboard, and how could he not hate him
Before the age of eighteen, Yin Hanjiang lived a distorted life. He knew he was rescued by a very powerful man with whom he had little contact. The man asked him to be a sword cultivator. He knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to please that man, so he concentrated on practicing swords.
But Yin Hanjiang never said that he likes swords.
Before the age of eighteen, he wanted to live, to become stronger, and to try to please that person. After the age of eighteen, he returned to his hometown, saw the person who had saved him, and knew that he was originally called Wen Ren'e.
He watched quietly from the side, seeing Wen Ren'e guarding his hometown with soldiers, and feelings of longing, worship, and respect poured into his heart, Yin Hanjiang longed to be a person like Wen Ren'e, but he couldn't. Eighteen years have passed, and his character has been developed. After all, he is a dark and twisted person.
What Wen Ren'e didn't know was that after every battle, those defeated aliens who escaped were all captured by Yin Hanjiang and stabbed to death one by one with three/edge/thorn.
He found the mass burial mound of the past, buried the family members whose identities were unrecognizable, and set up monuments. He dragged the bodies of the aliens to the cemetery, and set them on fire one by one, illuminating the entire cemetery.
Yin Hanjiang's face was cloudy and uncertain in the firelight, and the fiery flames could not warm his body.
After Wen Ren'e led the soldiers to completely drive out the alien race, and he was drinking with many surviving soldiers, Yin Hanjiang secretly hid in the corner to watch him.
The people around Wen Ren'e were all drunk, and he was also incapable of drinking with his mana sealed. He looked drunkenly at the only person who was not drunk, and dragged him to drink together.
Yin Hanjiang only took a sip of wine from Wen Ren'e's bowl and blushed. He fled in embarrassment. In order to cover up his blushing, he took away a ghost mask hanging from Wen Ren'e's waist. This is the custom of the frontier town. After the war, one must wear a ghost mask to pray for blessings to prevent evil spirits of different races from haunting them. During the celebration, Wen Ren'e also wore a mask to pray for blessings.
After putting on the mask, Yin Hanjiang suddenly felt at ease, no one saw his expression at this time, he didn't have to pretend to be very upright.
He hid this mask and would wear it secretly whenever it couldn't fit.
After disguising for a long time, he really thought that he had become the kind of person expected by the honor, only the existence of this mask has been reminding Yin Hanjiang that he is not.
Now, there is no need to disguise anymore, the person he wanted to hide has left.
Yin Hanjiang released his hand, and the cracked mask fell into the sea of blood and turned into nothingness.
He ignored the hallucinations around him, summoned the Burning Heaven Drum, set up a defensive formation, and sat cross-legged on the drum to adjust his breath.
People from the Xuanyuan Sect always believed that the Burning Heaven Drum was a top-level fairy weapon, but it was not the case. It was a divine weapon.
Yin Hanjiang didn't know either, he had practiced on the Burning Heaven Drum for three months, and he didn't find out about it. It was not until the battle between Zheng and Demon that in order to arouse Wen Ren'e's fighting spirit, he forcibly knocked on the Burning Heaven Drum, and the suffocating energy entered his body, and there was no connection with the Burning Heaven Drum.
During the 30 years of seclusion and practice, Shu Yanyan received the reward of cultivating on the Burning Heaven Drum for one year. When the one-year period expired, Wen Ren'e had not yet come out of the retreat. It was Yin Hanjiang who went to the forbidden area to wake up the Right Protector in the retreat and chased people away.
After Shu Yanyan left, Yin Hanjiang jumped into the valley and stood on the Burning Heaven Drum, the sound of the war drums echoing in his ears. He wants to improve his strength quickly, and he hopes to hone his sword intent by practicing on the drum and become a supreme power.
Who knows that this time, he can't improve his strength.
Yin Hanjiang didn't understand why. When he used the magic sword before, he could still practice, but this time he could not use the broken army sword.
He stared at the Po Jun Sword, and a voice in his heart seemed to tell him that this weapon was wrong.
Yin Hanjiang knew in his heart that he was not suitable for using a sword, it was too slow to kill someone with a sword. The three/edge/thorn are different. After piercing the human body, the wound is not easy to heal, and the blood flow will not stop. This is the weapon he likes.
He took out the ghost mask and put it on his face. After covering up his expression, he was inexplicably open-minded and perfectly integrated with the Burning Heaven Drum.
This time, his cultivation speed was leaps and bounds. After ten years of seclusion, the Po Jun sword turned into a Po Jun/thorn, which really became a weapon suitable for him, and Yin Hanjiang was also promoted to the peak of the Mahayana period.
But the moment he left the Fentiangu and took off the mask, his realm fell back to the virtual realm inexplicably, and the magic weapon of his life also changed back to the sword.
Wen Ren'e once said that his state of mind is not in line with his own realm, just like a three-year-old child who has a dragon-slaying sword but is unable to exert his power when he has a strange treasure. Yin Hanjiang knew that when he took off his mask and desperately suppressed himself, his state of mind was completely insufficient to exert the mana of the Mahayana period. If he wanted to become stronger, he had to put aside this concern.
He didn't dare, he couldn't imagine Zun Shang's expression when he saw that his hand was a military/thorn instead of a sword, so Yin Hanjiang decided to do it for the time being, that's fine.
Until Yuan Tanzhu injured him and wanted to take away the Fentian Drum, Yin Hanjiang had no choice but to put on a mask and exert his true power.
The mask is not a magic weapon, but a layer of protection for Yin Hanjiang to restore his nature.
Now, if it is no longer needed, let it accompany the Honored Lord first, and when he has finished what he needs to do, he will come back to the sea of blood in the Netherworld.
After ten months of seclusion, Yin Hanjiang opened his eyes above the Burning Heaven Drum. Only the goddess can absorb the energy of chaos, and he has fully recovered with the power of the artifact, and even has a breakthrough.
Yin Hanjiang didn't know how strong he was now. He vaguely felt as if he had broken through the Tribulation Transcendence Period. The Tianlei he encountered when chasing He Wenchao a year ago, in addition to violating the rules of Heaven, also meant the Heavenly Thunder of the Tribulation Transcendence Period.
He seems to have a fairy spirit, but it doesn't look like it.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as the strength is enough.
Yin Hanjiang put away the robes of Fentian Drum and Wen Ren'e, looked deeply into the sea of blood in the netherworld, and returned to the Xuanyuan Sect in the form of elusive light.
"One Sword"
The Xuanyuan Sect was a bit chaotic this year. First, Sect Master Yin and the Right Protector worked together to kill the altar master of the main altar, and then the Demon Venerable was surrounded and killed by the righteous way in the sea of blood. The sect master and its chief disciple were forced to retreat for more than a year, and the sect did not dare to come out. The battle shocked the entire cultivation world.
Sect Master Yin disappeared after becoming famous in the first battle. The Xuanyuan Sect had no leader, and the subordinates of the chief altar Yuan altar were stunned for the position of altar lord. Just about to move, the three altar masters fought with Qiu Congxue several times within a month, and they are currently recovering from their injuries, accumulating energy for the next battle.
The right protector Shu Yanyan, who tried her best to provoke the four altar masters in the past, is now sitting firmly. She has never participated in the battle of these people. Every day, she lazily slumps on the newly beaten big bed, and occasionally goes to tease Baili Qing. Miao and Zhong Liqian.
Baili Qingmiao's natal magic weapon was destroyed in the sea of blood in the netherworld and suffered serious injuries. After being rescued by Qiu Congxue, she has been recuperating in Xuanyuan Sect. Zhong Liqian was entrusted by Wen Ren'e to tell Yin Hanjiang something, and he would not leave this place until someone else.
These two, together with Su Huai, have been guests in Qiu Congxue's dojo. Qiu Congxue's mana is strong and there are few subordinates, but they are very clean.
"Zuo Hufa's dojo is really calmer than a haunted house," Shu Yanyan came to "visit" the injured Baili Qingmiao again. Seeing Zhong Liqian asking Su Huai to study, she asked, "What about Qiu Hufa?"
"Make an appointment with the three altar masters to fight at the main altar today." Zhong Liqian motioned to Su Huai to stop and stood up to say hello, "Long time no see, Shu Hufa."
"It's not too long, it's only three days," Shu Yanyan yawned lazily, "She is really good at fighting, and the flesh that finally grew has turned into bones, and she is still fighting."
Zhong Liqian poured a cup of tea for Shu Yanyan, and said gently: "Hufa Qiu has a straightforward personality, but she is a magnanimous woman. There are only slight omissions in the details. Thanks to the care of Hufa this year."
"It's just an effort." Shu Yanyan waved her hand indifferently.
"Hufa Shu came today, but something happened?" Zhong Liqian asked.
"I really can't hide it from you," Shu Yanyan said, looking at Zhong Liqian's face, "Young Master Zhong Li is a smart person, what do you think I should do?"
Zhong Liqian also picked up the teacup himself, and said in a hurry, "Xuanyuan Sect's heart is floating, Shu Hufa is willing to join, I hope Qian will be on your side."
"It's easy to talk to a smart person," Shu Yanyan said, looking at Zhong Liqian with her cheeks raised, "I don't know what Mr. Zhongli thinks? I know you and Qiu Congxue have a better relationship, but she has no brains, and it took less than three days to become the suzerain. Xuanyuanzong can be tossed away."
Zhong Liqian said, "My opinion... I advise Protector Shu to wait patiently for some time to discuss again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Yanyan felt that Xuanyuanzong's mountain protection formation was broken, and an extremely terrifying force broke into Xuanyuanzong.
Shu Yanyan got up and said solemnly, "Is this what Young Master Zhongli is waiting for?"
"Exactly." Zhong Liqian put down the teacup and said to Su Huai, "Go prepare the wound medicine and set up the spirit gathering array. Your master can't be hurt today."
Su Huai: "… "
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