Chapter 289： Changes in the world, shocking the cave

  Chapter 289 Changes in the world, shocking the cave

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 the king of Tiansha, but the power of the law of reincarnation in the golden seal of the king of Tiansha had been basically consumed, and there was nothing left. many.

   But even so, the golden seal also broke Han Zhao's time-reversing supernatural power, and almost helped him escape.

  Now the golden seal presented by Ji Dao Shen, the patriarch of the Ji family, contains an extremely pure power of the law of reincarnation, and its power cannot be underestimated.

  Han Zhao had a faint guess in his heart, but he looked at Ji Daoshen calmly on his face: "What is the meaning of Ji Daoyou?"

   Ji Daoshen cursed secretly in his heart, and immediately showed a warm smile: "This seal is a treasure that the old man once obtained in the "Hall of Reincarnation", and there are a pair of them.

  The other one is missing, but there will be a weak induction between the two seals. Holding this seal, the old man can vaguely sense that the other one is in the hands of Fellow Daoist Han.

  Now Fellow Daoist Han helps Bai Wei advance to the rank of Holy Master, and also allows the reappearance of the Ji family's supreme **** soldier ten king Nuomian, which is a great favor to the Ji family.

  This seal is a spiritual treasure used by warriors. We, the military envoys and the Holy Master, cannot truly display its full power. I am sending it to Fellow Daoist Han to express my gratitude. "

  The two seals will interact with each other. Why didn't he notice that Han Zhao's heart moved, and immediately cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, Han will be disrespectful."

   "Excuse me for being presumptuous, I don't know where fellow Daoist Han got another seal?" Ji Daoshen asked.

"It was obtained from the demon king of the demon clan." Han Zhao didn't mean to hide it: "The body of the Red Moon Holy Lord was beheaded by me, and he was suppressed by the demon king with this seal, devouring the soul, and cultivating it." Da Jin. The day before yesterday, when my little girl was crossing the catastrophe, he came to attack and was captured by me. In order to keep his soul reincarnated, he has confessed everything."

   "So that's it." Ji Daoshen looked a little weird, and asked again: "So, today, Fellow Daoist Han is here to visit Bai Wei?"

   "Otherwise, what does Fellow Daoist Ji think Han is here for?" Han Zhao looked at Ji Daoshen with a half-smile.

   "This old man also means the same thing." Ji Daoshen's forehead muscles twitched slightly, and he finally reacted now.

  In his opinion, Han Zhao gave Ji Baiwei the original yin energy of Qianqiu Bingzhu, and it is impossible to simply heal her injuries and help her advance.

   You must have come prepared.

  But thinking about it carefully, Han Zhao's behavior clearly shows that he doesn't know the way here.

  Because Han Zhao couldn't hide his momentary surprise when he took out the seal just now.

   Ji Daoshen thought for a while, and instantly understood the key point. The Tiansha King was able to kill Hongyue, the Holy Lord of the third-order peak, and he must have used the power of the law of reincarnation in Baoyin.

  At the very least, when facing Han Zhao, Tiansha King couldn't have any reservations.

  It seems that after the power of the one-time law of reincarnation in this treasure seal is consumed, the induction will be greatly weakened.

  It is very likely that the seal he holds can sense the approximate location of the seal in Han Zhao's hand, but Han Zhao cannot.

   Ji Daoshen felt remorse at this moment, and gave away a treasure containing the power of the supreme law for nothing.

  Although the Heavenly Demon system cannot completely refine this treasure, the pure power of the law of reincarnation is the trump card to save life and defeat the enemy at critical moments.

  He was intimidated by Han Zhao's sudden visit, and he had too many brains for a moment, thinking that Han Zhao was giving Ji Baiwei a great fortune, and then obediently handed over the seal.

   "I thought Ji Daoyou regretted it." Han Zhao couldn't help joking 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 the treasures are virtuous, and this treasure is destined to be with Fellow Daoist Han." Ji Daoshen still felt a little pained.

   It's just that since he sent it away, he wouldn't dare to come back. Even with this treasure in hand, he doesn't think he can defeat Han Zhao in the source world.

   "This fate is really wonderful." Han Zhao laughed heartily, the other party could even say such nonsense that the treasure is a virtuous place, which made him feel very happy.

  Thinking back then, he was chased by the aristocratic family and had nowhere to go.

  Although Ji Zhuling died a long time ago, Han Zhao still left a deep impression on her face.

  It's a pity that the grass on her grave is probably three feet long, so I can't see the ancestor of the Ji family like this.

  The aristocratic family who used to violently kill people when they disagreed, now they have become so eloquent, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, Han Zhao couldn't help laughing.

   "Hehe." Seeing Han Zhao laughing, Ji Daoshen couldn't help laughing with him, but his smile was a bit dry. If it wasn't for the great changes in the world and the source world's rejection of the military master, why should the family bow their eyebrows to the warrior.

  It's just that there is only one word to describe the feeling Han Zhao gave Ji Daoshen today, and that is unfathomable.

  He even had a feeling that even if the lord of war really came, he might not be able to win Han Zhao.

"Bai Wei is devoted to Han Zhao. Now that she has advanced to the rank of Holy Master, she has reappeared the Ji family's supreme **** soldier ten king Nuo Mian. In the future, she will definitely take my place. At that time, the Ji family may become Han Zhao's Ji family." home" Ji Daoshen's heart sank.

  Whether it's the seven evils or the ten kings, they all need pure but paranoid emotions to control.

   As it turns out, they did succeed, but the process deviated too much.

  Ji Zhuling and Ji Ji really deserve to die! Ji Daoshen secretly hated them.

  He was even thinking, it’s really not possible, when Ji Baiwei grows up, he will leave the source world. Anyway, as long as the inheritance of the Ji family is still there, he can go to the Demon Realm to meet the ancestor, and he can do business.

   As for the future Ji family, it has little to do with him.

   Ji Daoshen has stayed in the realm of the third-level holy master for a thousand years. He only wants to advance to the rank of military master and live forever.

  After all, there is only one martial artist like Han Zhao throughout the ages, so what’s wrong with being soft?

  Live, don't be shabby.

  While Ji Daoshen was contemplating, Han Zhao was also thinking, if he went back to the past to help warriors defeat the demons, what kind of grandeur would martial arts be like today.

  "Han Zhenren, Patriarch" When Ji's family head rushed to the training room, Han Zhao and Ji Daoshen faced each other without saying a word, and the audience maintained a strange silence.

  Three months later, Ji Baiwei finally refined the Heavenly Demon Yin Qi obtained from Han Zhao, completed the transformation of his soul, stabilized the cultivation of the Holy Master Realm, and preliminarily controlled the Ten Kings Nuomian.

  During the period, the top five surnames and the top ten rich families all sent people to Ji's house to celebrate Ji Baiwei's advancement to the Holy Master.

  At the same time, many people want to visit Han Zhao.

  But except for the heavenly man and the holy master, Han Zhao was missing.

  Of course, there are a few people who are old with Han Zhao, regardless of their strength, he has met them all.

   On this day, in the inner city, Yuzhenfang.

  A man and a woman were walking leisurely on the street, both of them looked like young people in their early twenties.

  The man has handsome eyebrows, slightly dark face, and is dressed in a slim blue robe, while the woman has picturesque eyebrows and a pretty face.

   "Bai Wei, I didn't expect your request to be so simple." The man turned his head to look at the woman beside him holding his arm, with a gentle smile on his face.

   "It's not easy to go shopping with Brother Han. The last time we went shopping together was more than 80 years ago." The woman blinked playfully.

  The two are obviously Han Zhao and Ji Baiwei after the disguise.

  It is easy for high-level practitioners to improve their appearance, not to mention the two of them have outstanding looks.

  Ji Baiwei even joked when he went out, saying that she may be unknown, but if Han Zhao is not easy to tolerate, she will be recognized by people within a hundred steps in the city, which will cause 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 the younger generation to Qiantian Palace.

  Even if there is a junior in the family who is an outer disciple in Qiantian Palace, it will be different in an instant.

   Walking sideways can't be said, but even a wealthy family will have scruples.

  So for warriors, Qiantian Palace is the lighthouse that cuts through the fog of the night in the endless deep sea.

  With Han Zhao rising rapidly like a shooting star, Qiantian Palace is now in full swing, and Han Zhao is the sun that covers the world.

   Along the way, Ji Baiwei bounced around with his hands behind his back, like a girl next door who sympathized with Dou Chukai, shopping with his childhood sweetheart fiance. When passing by a luxurious restaurant, Ji Baiwei stopped and pointed to the door plate.

   "Chang'an Restaurant. Brother Han, isn't this the restaurant you used to live in?"

   "Yes." Han Zhao looked at the house number and couldn't help but sigh.

  At the beginning, he was hunted down by the forces of Jiuyou Mansion, Longevity Sect, Murong Family, and Bailingzong. He had to leave the Nujiao Gang and came to Daliang City to participate in the Zhongzhou Paradox Trial to prove his worth and get the protection of the Qi family.

   "I still remember that breakthrough in cultivation, which directly destroyed a yard. The shopkeeper didn't get annoyed, but changed me to a better yard instead." Han Zhao smiled.

   "In that case, why don't you go in and sit?" Ji Baiwei suggested.

   "Okay." Han Zhao nodded.

   The two walked into the restaurant. The lobby on the first floor was almost full of people, and it was a bit noisy, but no one made any noise, even the warriors who drank from big bowls, they only talked in low voices.

  Everyone looked at a painting hanging on the wall from time to time, and it was Han Zhao in white clothes.

   "Brother Han, look there!" Ji Bai slightly pointed to a framed letter under the portrait.

   "It will be the top of the mountain, and you will see all the small mountains"

  「—Han Zhao」

  Han Zhao frowned. This Lu Dahai really knows how to do business. He even hung his name in the lobby, and he is not afraid that the family will come to his door.

   "Brother Han, sit here!" Ji Baiwei came to an empty table near the corner on the first floor, and waved at Han Zhao.

   "Han?!"

   It seems that the surname 'Han' has some magical powers. When the guests who were eating wine heard this, many of them subconsciously followed the reputation. After seeing Han Zhao's changed face, they continued to concentrate on drinking.

   Before the two of them sat down, a young man in a gray robe and a white cloth scarf on his shoulders greeted him. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although he was not very old, there was a hint of intelligence in his eyes.

  Xiao Er quickly wiped the already clean tables and chairs again, and after the two of them sat down, he asked, "Are the two guests staying at the top or staying in the hotel?"

   "One catty of 'Plum Brewed', and four more appetizers." Han Zhao said with a smile.

   "Plum brew? This store doesn't have this kind of wine." Xiaoer's childish eyes were full of doubts.

   "No?" Han Zhao was taken aback.

   "Then go to your specialty bar." Ji Bai said with a smile.

   "Okay, wait a moment, both of you." Xiaoer said respectfully, and ran to the back kitchen.

   After a while, the dishes were served.

   "You two, the dishes are ready, please take your time." Xiao Er was about to leave.

   "Wait a minute." Ji Baiwei stopped Xiao Er.

   "Guest officer, what do you want?" Xiao Er stopped.

   "Second brother, let me ask you something." Ji Bai smiled slyly at Han Zhao.

   "You ask." Xiao Er glanced at Ji Baiwei's face, and immediately lowered his head.

   "Is the framed calligraphy in your shop really the authentic handwriting of Han Zhenren?" Ji Bai slightly pointed to the calligraphy hanging on the wall.

   "Of course!" Xiao Er subconsciously held her head up.

"Guest officer, don't you know that Han Zhenren also had a miserable life before he became a Taoist. Back then, he lived in our shop and accidentally destroyed a yard, but the old shopkeeper didn't ask him to pay for it, but Han Zhenren stayed behind. A calligraphy, as a souvenir."

   "I see." Ji Bai nodded slightly, and then asked: "Since it is kept as a souvenir, isn't it good for you to hang it in the hall so grandiosely?"

"More than 30 years ago, our restaurant was taken by a dude from the Li family, and he wanted to steal it. Although the owner of our restaurant was also from a family, he didn't dare to offend the children of the ten rich families. In the end, in desperation, Mr. The shopkeeper can only take out this word."

"At that time, the dude raised his hand to tear up the painting, but was stopped by his fellow guards. Afterwards, an ancestor of the Li family came to apologize and killed the dude on the spot. There was quite a stir."

   "The guest officer is not a local. This matter is often mentioned by many warriors now."

"Since that incident, the big boss has directly given the restaurant to the old shopkeeper. After the old shopkeeper passed away, our shopkeeper thought that everyone knew about it, so we put this painting in the hall openly for the sake of coming and going. The warriors look up."

  Xiao Er said with a smile.

   "Lu Dahai is dead?" Han Zhao was taken aback and blurted out.

   "The old shopkeeper was not a warrior. He lived to be one hundred and two years old without disease and disaster, and passed away in his sleep. He was a truly blessed person." Xiao Er felt that Han Zhao was a little strange, but he still answered his question.

   "Yes." Han Zhao came to his senses. For him, more than a hundred years is just a flick of a finger, but for ordinary people, it may be two lifetimes.

  Lu Dahai can live to be one hundred and two years old. Among ordinary people in this era, he is a well-deserved genius.

  Han Zhao was just a little sad, because in his subconscious, Lu Dahai was still alive.

  Ji Bai glanced at Han Zhao slightly, then looked at Xiao Er, and asked again: "Could it be that no one has doubted the authenticity of this painting?"

   "The world is so big, who dares to pretend to be Han Zhenren's calligraphy? Don't you think so?" Xiaoer's eyes were full of longing, and his expression was a little excited.

   "That's true!" Ji Bai said with a smile on his face.

   "Second brother, go get busy." Han Zhao nodded slightly.

   "Come on, the two guest officers eat first, and call me if you need anything." Xiaoer said respectfully.

   "Brother Han, haven't you seen your old friend?"

  After drinking for three rounds, Han Zhao got up and left, Ji Baiwei followed up, and said in doubt.

   "No need." Han Zhao shook his head slightly.

Ji Bai was silent for a moment, grabbed Han Zhao's hand, and said softly, "Brother Han, no matter how the world changes, I will be by your side. This time, I won't go with you for the time being, wait See you after you leave the customs."

   "Yes." Han Zhao glanced at Ji Baiwei and nodded.

  After that, Han Zhao stayed in Daliang City for another two months.

  Because Ji Baiwei needs to deepen her relationship with the ten kings Nuomian, she temporarily stays at Ji's family to cultivate.

  In order to help Ji Baiwei take control of the ten kings of Nuomian as soon as possible, Han Zhao spared no effort to use his own essence and handed over the tens of billions he had accumulated to Ji Baiwei before leaving Daliang City.

   "The man finally left!"

  Seeing the vast and majestic aura coming from the golden light cluster that soared into the sky, the senior executives of the aristocratic family in Daliang City finally breathed a sigh of relief.

  Although Han Zhao will not kill casually, he has the strength.

  The five surnames and the ten rich families check and balance each other, even the high-level soldiers and spirit callers will abide by the basic rules.

  But Han Zhao can ignore everything, as long as he wants, he can attack any family at any time.

  Staying such people under their couches makes everyone feel like a pain in their backs and throats, making it hard to sleep or eat.

  Now that Han Zhao is finally gone, although he can come back at any time, it can also temporarily relax everyone's tense heartstrings.

  After Han Zhao left Daliang City, he went to Bailingzong again, wanting to meet Yu Xuanji, but she ended up in seclusion again.

   After he left some pills, he returned to Qiantian Palace.

   After staying with his family for a while, Han Zhao finally returned to the inner hall and began to retreat and attack the cave realm.

   This time, the door of the inner hall has not been opened for a full hundred years.

   PS: Take a day off and apply some medicine. I feel much better. I should have gone to the hospital a long time ago. Sure enough, I can’t hide my illness from the doctor.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)