The breeze blew across his face, and Jiang Han couldn't help but look up and opened his eyes and looked around.

The lake water that was constantly shaking due to the war in the distance was already rippling.

The woods are shrouded, and beside this is a stream flowing slowly down. In a vague way, Jiang Han can see that in the distance, there seems to be a singing sound coming from the bamboo forest.

"How is that possible?" Jiang Han was completely stunned.

Everything in front of you, the scene of this number of breaths, is the place where the two of them had a stable relationship in the past.

This is also the place where the day of destruction comes.

From then on, the heavens and man were separated and they were buried in hell for 90,000 years, just to see the smiling face again.

Countless times, Jiang Han had woken up from his dream, dreamed of returning to this place, and saw the prosperity of the past.

But, years have passed, and looking back, is it like this?

"If this scene is true." Jiang Han held the silver pendant in his hand, and his eyes were completely blurred. Billing tears flowed from his eyes and dripped on the fallen leaves.

"But, Qin'er, where are you?"

The scenery is still better than the past years, and the beauty has been stranded for thousands of years.

Jiang Han knew that the woman in his heart had very little possibility of reincarnation.

From that day of destruction, Jiang Han knew in his heart that the separation between heaven and man was not the love between them, but also the fate of them.

After lowering his body, Jiang Han looked at the woman in front of him and waved his hand gently. The blood on the pale face had dissipated. Only a pretty face appeared in front of him, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Who are you? Why are there Qin'er's things? Why does this silver necklace appear in your hands?" Jiang Han seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking the woman in front of him.

From the moment he saw the silver necklace, Jiang Han had a thought in his mind. Whether the woman who was killed by him would be Qin'er's reincarnation was completely an instinctive speculation and idea, but later he knew that the possibility was too low.

"Even if Qin'er reincarnates, she will only reincarnate the soul and cannot carry the real thing?"

This is a law that cannot be violated. This necklace is not a sacred thing, it is just a slightly special substance on the blue planet.

"Zewu, I know you are watching me, come out." Jiang Han raised his head and whispered to the sky, his voice extremely cold.

"Buzz!" The mist rolled, appeared out of thin air on the lake and quickly gathered into a big face. It was the Ling Zewu of Order.

His face was calm, and he just looked indifferently at Jiang Han who was squatting on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Is the scene in this space the real world? Or is it just an illusory illusion formed by my inner demon? Is all this I see now true or false?" Jiang Han's heart slowly returned to peace and said.

"Is it that important?" Ze Wutanmo said: "After all, it's just a dream. Even if the woman in front of you is the cycle of the person in your heart, will she not die in your hands? If she is not, what's so sad about you?"

"Can you find my memory?" Jiang Han looked at Ze Wu with a cold expression.

"You fight against this world, and they are transformed from a divine object called Xu Zhenyu. The truth and illusion are all in one thought. All of this is just the real world that extends from your subconscious mind." Zewu's mouth curled a smile: "I can only tell you that this woman is the real inheritor, and that pendant necklace is not hers."

Zewu's words were not finished.

"Bang!" With a light sound, the originally crystal silver pendant lost its original charm and turned straight into powder, dissipating directly into the wind with the wind.

Jiang Han could only stare at everything in front of him, and after a while, he gently put down his empty hand.

Jiang Han's face was calm, but there was an incomparable pain in his heart and a hint of inexplicable ease.

After a long time, Jiang Han looked down at the woman on the ground, and his heart was throbbing.

After a while, he waved his hand gently, and a crystal wave lifted the woman up, like a sleeping fairy. Then he sank into the lake until the ripples on the entire lake surface completely calmed down.

In an instant, Zewu's big white mist face dissipated, leaving only a gentle word.

"Seize the opportunity, and the remaining three levels are left, so you can go through it."

The black space-time vortex appeared again. Obviously, Jiang Han's ninth battle of life and death was considered to have passed.

Jiang Han looked at the surrounding lake quietly, then sat cross-legged on the ground, began to recover his true energy, and soon stood up again.

"After all, no matter how real everything around me is, I am not the real thing in my heart." Jiang Han thought silently and stepped out.

"This is the second level, and there are three levels. Grandpa, Xiaoyu, you wait. I will definitely go back, and I will definitely go back."

boom!

The blue light shone across the lake, and Jiang Han had rushed into the vortex of time and space.

......

This time, Jiang Han had been in the whirlpool of time and space for a long time, as if he had first entered the ruined world from the Water Dragon Lake.

The whole person fell down.

"Well" Jiang Han looked around and saw that the place where he was was a huge platform, which was traversed by miles. The surface of the platform was white, extremely bright, and looked pure and holy.

Around them, the endless white mist was rolling and spreading, and a faint light shot from the clouds and mist, which looked extremely beautiful. What surprised Jiang Han was that no matter how the white mist swung, it was still some distance away from this huge platform.

"Where is this?" Jiang Han said in his heart.

Suddenly, buzz-

In the air that was only a few meters away from Jiang Han, there were ripples in the void. Then, white mist gathered and quickly formed a figure. She was also half-human and half-snake, and her appearance could only be called beautiful. Her long hair was floating, which added a few different styles. A gentle aura emanated from her body. The smile that showed made Jiang Han involuntarily feel good about her.

"I wonder who is senior? Where is this?" Jiang Han said.

After passing two levels in a row, Jiang Han could naturally feel the power of this inheritance land, and various means emerged one after another, far beyond his imagination.

"Inheritor, I am Zeying, the third holy envoy of the Holy Martial Palace in the inheritance of the Holy Martial Palace. You have passed two levels and proved your strength. According to the rules of the Holy Martial Palace, those who reach this level can obtain two treasures and a Holy Dao inheritance." The snake woman looked down at Jiang Han and smiled.

"Treasure? The inheritance of the holy path?" Jiang Han's eyes lit up immediately.

Ze Ying waved his hand slightly, and an illusory projection appeared in front of Jiang Han, with categories written in common human words: martial arts, secret techniques, weapons, treasures, elixirs, materials, runes, and treasures in total.

Under each major category, there are more small categories, such as secret techniques, including divine thoughts, melee combat, defense, body movements, explosions, body refining, auxiliary, etc. As for other major categories, there are even more numerous ones.

However, many of the small categories and specific treasures are gray.

"The entire Strange Things Record contains countless treasures, but now you can only choose secret techniques and weapons. There are only hundreds of them allowed to choose from. You have passed the imperial blood test, so choose one for each." Snake man woman Ze Ying said with a smile.

Jiang Han nodded. After all, he only passed the first two levels, and the treasures he could get were probably limited.

Jiang Han looked directly at the weapon-type "Dao Soldier Melee Case". This was the only small category he could open, and there were dense weapons on it, each weapon had physical projection and text description.

"The weapon on this." Jiang Han was stunned.

Looking around, the weapons he could get were the simplest battle knives, daggers, shields, etc., and they were all added with the words "Shenyuan Soldiers Standard". Obviously, these weapons were all weapons made on a large scale in the Shenyuan.

Suddenly, Jiang Han was stunned because he saw an item.

"Shenyuan Soldiers' Standard Water - Qing Spear (Seventh-level Dao Soldier): All in green, suitable for use by powerful people in Tianyuan Realm."

The spear on the physical projection is the weapon used by King Yu Jiao and Jiang Han before in the battle. Obviously, King Yu Jiao's green spear Taoist soldier was obtained from here.

"Seventh-level Taoist soldier, no wonder the green spear is so powerful." Jiang Han's heart moved.

The weapons used by innate powerhouses have Taoist sources, engraved with secret patterns of law and rune formations, and are called Taoist soldiers. Their power is from low to high, and they are divided into nine levels, with first level as respect, and ninth level as lowest.

For the powerful people in the Tianyuan Realm, the seventh-level Taoist soldiers are already extremely powerful.

However, Jiang Han didn't look at the blue spear for a few more times, and soon his eyes fell on the swords and looked at them one by one.

Soon, a sword entered Jiang Han's eyes.

"Shenyuan Soldier Standard Water - Cold Shadow Knife (Seventh-level Dao Soldier): The whole body is silver-white, looks real and illusory, suitable for use by powerful people in the Tianyuan Realm."

"This sword-like Taoist soldier is suitable for you." The woman next to him chuckled: "Don't look at it as a standard Taoist soldier, but its power is superior among the seventh-level Taoist soldier. You must know that those who can be promoted as a large-scale weapon have definitely experienced countless tests."

Jiang Han couldn't help but nodded. The standard weapons are definitely not the best, but they are definitely suitable for most people to use. The enemies they kill, plus their own, although they have several Taoist swords at the level of Taoist warriors, they are only nine-level, eight-level, and a water-based seven-level Taoist warrior, which is suitable for them.

If Jiang Han's original intention was to choose a killing Taoist soldier. Unfortunately, the only ones he could choose were gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

"For weapons, just this cold shadow knife!" Jiang Han said.

"Okay." The snake woman smiled.

Her slender fingers moved gently, out of nowhere, a thin mark of space was scratched by in the void, and a sword emitting a faint green light appeared half a meter in front of Jiang Han.

Jiang Han couldn't help but stare at it.

The sheath of the entire battle knife is snow-white, with slanted cracks on it, gathering and interlacing, like patterns.

"Buzz!"

Jiang Han thought and held up the sword. Then he reached out and grabbed the sword. The moment he touched it, he felt a cold invasion, causing his body to tremble slightly.

"Is the water-based source of the Hanying Knife more inclined toward ice and snow?" Jiang Han said in his heart.

The origin of water is extremely vast, and it is also divided into countless directions. The Taoist source of a seventh-level Taoist soldier is naturally biased towards one of the small categories to evolve the mystery of the law.

"Wow!" Jiang Han drew his sword directly.

Unsheathed!

Suddenly, a terrible chill suddenly spread.

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ps: There is another chapter tonight
Chapter completed!