"Yes, my name is Han Xin, too..."

The white-robed monk had tears on his face, raised his head and poured his spirit wine.

His face was decadent and a little crazy: "I can't leave here in my life if I look like I'm not a human or a ghost. I'll be called Han Xin, Han Zhu or Han Dog. What's the difference?"

"Wait, fellow Taoist, don't be excited, I haven't said clearly yet."

Qin Fei's brain started to spin quickly. When he was chased by monks from the Yanlong Continent, he accidentally entered a cave under the sea, obtained the purgatory skeleton, and learned some old news about the Martial God Temple.

At the beginning, he promised that senior who was seriously injured and died to kill a traitor named "He Dingtian". However, when he was deceived by Han Xin to the Temple of the Martial Gods, he secretly investigated, but there was no news about the name "He Dingtian".

But now, in the Burning Heaven Purgatory, a monk named "Han Xin" appeared. Is this matter related to the previous traitor He Dingtian?

Thinking of this, Qin Fei asked, "So, fellow Taoist, do you know He Dingtian?"

"He Dingtian..."

The white-robed monk's eyes turned red and he smiled sadly: "I know, why don't I know you? At the beginning, my master had collected five personal disciples. He Dingtian was the smartest and most hopeful one to break through the God Transformation Stage. However, he had no martial soul and his temper gradually became gloomy and became irritable.

He even broke the rules of the sect and bullied ordinary women. Later, the master was about to expel him from the sect, but I pleaded with him and kept him, but he was just surrendered to an ordinary disciple.

Unexpectedly, later, Master took us to the Fentian Purgatory Expedition. He secretly poisoned him. Master was severely injured by the mysterious ban. Several of our personal disciples were also tragically attacked. I was the only one who was lucky. The Nascent Soul left his body and hid in this ruin and escaped. However, he had no way to leave here again. The Ghost Crow is so powerful that as long as he smells the human monk, he will rush out and chase him wildly. I don’t know how long he can stay here alone.”

Hearing this, Qin Fei already understood everything in his heart. This white-robed monk was the real Han Xin, and the "Han leader" who had been in the crowd for hundreds of years was He Dingtian at the time.

Because he has never been recognized by the martial soul, and when he first entered the Burning Heaven Purgatory, he accidentally said that he had been there once.

But he probably never dreamed that the real Han Xin was still alive?

This guy was cruel and cunning, killing his master, killing his fellow disciples, and using the identity of "Han Xin". I'm afraid that he knew his identity of "He Dingtian". It was almost impossible to become the leader.

It seems that not to scatter this guy's souls, it is not enough to comfort so many unjust souls.

Bai Hanshuang saw that Qin Fei's face was gloomy, but she didn't understand it very well, so she asked, "Who is He Dingtian?"

"It's a long story, it starts with your order to chase me..."

Qin Fei smiled bitterly, told Bai Hanshuang clearly the whole story, and finally said, "In other words, your leader Han Xin is He Dingtian who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors."

"Ah... I really know people but not people. Alliance Leader Han is such a crazy person! However, unless he can admit it in person, you will rashly kill him, which may cause public outrage!" Bai Hanshuang said after exclaiming for a moment.

"The real Han Xin is here, just let him testify. However, it is not the time. I will collect 12 pieces of immortal artifacts first and then deal with that bastard." Qin Fei said.

"Okay, then let's continue to look for fragments now!" Bai Hanshuang nodded.

"By the way, fellow Taoist Han Xin, how did you come from your body now?" Qin Fei asked curiously.

"Two fellow Taoists, please come with me!"

The white-robed monk had already learned from the conversation between Qin Fei and Bai Hanshuang that Qin Fei not only had a connection with the Temple of the Martial God, but also the son of Qin Zhentian, one of the seven sons of the war gods, and also had a great revenge of life and death with He Dingtian.

Naturally, he let go of his vigilance, turned around and took Qin Fei and Bai Hanshuang into the entrance of a stairs.

After walking along the steps for a few minutes, the three of them could see a fairly complete basement, with scattered elixirs, broken furnaces, some broken armor, weapons and so on.

Overall, they are all good people, but they are almost incomplete and probably can't exert much power.

"Two, I found a 'Yang Immortal Grass' here, and then refined a pair of bodies. However, when the Nascent Soul was seriously injured, my cultivation still stagnated after hundreds of years, and only the mid-stage Nascent Soul power was in power. There was no way to leave here at all. Not to mention, I found He Dingtian to avenge the master's sect!" The white-robed monk shook his head, his face bitter.

"It's okay, senior. When I refine a more advanced Pure Yang Sword, I should be able to deal with those group of ghost crows. At that time, I will take you out of here. By the way, I will understand a little medical skills and I will help you see your injuries." Qin Fei said sincerely.

"That's great, thank you, fellow Daoist Qin!" The white-robed monk was excited.

"After all, I should be considered a member of the Martial God Temple, but the Martial God Temple has changed its flavor now. Moreover, there are many things happening outside, and I can't explain it clearly in a few words." Qin Fei used the Destiny needle to repair the damaged Nascent Soul of the White-robed monk, and briefly talked about the changes in the Flame Dragon Continent over the past ten years.

"I didn't expect that the demon clan was so rampant, and the Wild Continent also intervened in this battle. However, what is the purpose of finding fragments of immortal weapons? As far as I know, the fragments of immortal weapons cannot exert much power, and should not be able to deal with the two masters from the Wild Continent." The white-robed monk asked in confusion.

"I want to merge the fragments of the immortal weapon into one of my sword formations, so that at least I can exert the power of the damaged immortal weapon. However, I have only collected three pieces now, which is still far from it." Qin Fei said.

"Oh, so that's it. I've been here for hundreds of years, but I know there are fragments of immortal weapons in several places. I'll take you to find them." The white-robed monk said on his own initiative.

"That's great. Senior, you can use your mental method and you should recover almost." Qin Fei took away the silver needle and became excited.

If someone leads the way, it will naturally be much easier to find fragments of his immortal weapon.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Qin is really amazing. He has the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage at a young age and has such a terrifying medical skill. He is really worthy of being the son of Brother Zhentian. Let's go find fragments of the immortal weapon now." The white-robed monk couldn't help but laugh with a hearty smile when he saw that his injuries that had tortured him for hundreds of years had been healed.

"Okay, senior, lead the way!"
Chapter completed!