Li Xiaoyao's Nascent Soul was caught in Han Bin's hands and unable to move, he could only watch as Han Bin sealed his cultivation.
After cultivating the seal, Han Bin snorted coldly and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you now..." After saying that, he nodded to Xiao Hui. Xiao Hui's figure flashed and landed on his shoulder. Han Bin
Bin tied Li Xiaoyao's body to the rope, jumped up and flew straight into the sky.
Han Bin's speed was astonishing, and he arrived at the Ming Empire in a blink of an eye, and then landed in the village where he lived as a child.
After falling, Han Bin walked step by step towards the stone monument outside the village. When he came to the stone monument, he threw the rope tied with the bodies of the Li family to the ground, and then said to Li Xiaoyao: "You killed all my people.
Your relatives and friends, today, I will refine you alive in front of their dead souls."
When he heard the word "refining", Li Xiaoyao's face became extremely ugly, then he sneered and said sarcastically to Han Bin: "Han Bin, if you dare, kill me..." He is not afraid of death, but the key is to live now.
Most people would not be able to bear the pain caused by death and refining. Even if he had reached the fourth level, his scalp would feel numb just thinking about it.
"Kill you?" Han Bin smiled coldly and said, "I will kill you, but not now." After saying that, he patted the storage bag on his waist and took out the Fulong Cauldron.
As soon as the cauldron came out, a dragon roar sounded, which could be heard clearly within a ten-mile radius. Han Bin fired several spells at the cauldron. The Fulong cauldron grew in size at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye another person appeared.
How high. The light on the tripod dispersed, and a strong aura was released from it. Anyone who is not a fool can see that this is an extremely powerful magic weapon.
After Li Xiaoyao saw the Fulong Cauldron, his eyes were full of horror and he subconsciously asked: "You, what are you going to do..."
If the Nascent Soul is refined under normal circumstances, although it is unbearable, those with a strong will can still survive it for a period of time. But when refining it in a tripod, the effect is completely different. The more powerful the tripod, the higher the temperature inside.
Moreover, the pain caused cannot be compared with the refining of spiritual power. Under normal circumstances, as long as there is no spirit transformation, no matter how high the cultivation level is, if it is placed in the treasure tripod for refining, it will be reduced to ashes in just a moment.
Li Xiaoyao didn't expect that Han Bin would have such a treasure, let alone that he would use this treasure to refine himself.
Han Bin snorted coldly and did not answer his words. With a move of his wrist, a huge spiritual power enveloped Li Xiaoyao's body and sent him into the Fulong Cauldron. Then, Han Bin took a deep breath and faced the people in front of the stone monument.
He said: "Cousin, master, relatives and friends, I have brought your killer here. I hope you know the secret and can reincarnate with peace of mind."
Speaking of this, Han Bin's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of baby fire.
The blue flame fell on Ding and burned quickly. The temperature on Ding's body became higher and higher until it was too high for Li Xiaoyao to bear. He screamed in pain and cursed angrily: "Han Bin, if you have the guts, just do it."
Kill me, don't use such despicable means, ah..." At this point, he really couldn't go on. The spiritual energy on Yuanying was dissipating at an alarming rate, and his infant body was also getting worse in the high temperature.
Coming smaller and smaller.
Han Bin seemed to have not heard his voice and looked at him indifferently, with an indescribable indifference in his eyes.
Xiao Hui dodged and floated on top of Ding. He snorted to Li Xiaoyao: "Old man, weren't you very arrogant back then? Didn't you want to kill me and the boss? Why are you not so arrogant now? You screamed! The sound of your scream
The bigger it is, the more comfortable it sounds to me. What a wonderful sound! If more people listen to it, the effect will be even better."
Li Xiaoyao was in agony. This severe pain was not like a knife cutting his body, but the pain from his soul. In the end, Li Xiaoyao wanted to die more than once, but his cultivation was sealed and he couldn't even die. He felt it
The spiritual power in his body was getting less and less. Li Xiaoyao seemed to have thought about it and said: "Han Bin, I don't want to ask about the past anymore. I just want to know, Yuyao..."
Han Bin raised his brows, with murderous intent growing in his eyes, and interrupted: "You still dare to ask her now, if it weren't for the good deeds of your third daughter, could Yu Yao have died?"
"He's dead." Li Xiaoyao seemed to have thought of this possibility, sighed and stopped talking.
Han Bin became a little excited and said coldly: "Yes, she is dead. But I will resurrect her, and you, now accompany the Li family to perish!" As he spoke, he opened his mouth again and spit out
One after another baby fire. In the end, even he himself didn’t know how many he had spit out.
The flames around the Fulong Cauldron flashed suddenly, changing from cyan to black.
The black flame contained an astonishingly high temperature. As soon as it appeared, Li Xiaoyao's Nascent Soul was refined.
Han Bin took a deep breath of fresh air and pinched the spell in his hand. Under his control, the black flame flew straight towards the corpses of the Li family. As soon as it landed on it, all the corpses instantly turned into ashes.
A breeze blew, and the ashes floated in the wind and fell in the woods.
Everyone in the woods seemed to have seen that the great revenge had been avenged. All the stone tablets glowed with a white light at the same time, and then the white light flashed and disappeared.
Han Bin's body trembled and he quickly looked towards the white lights. But the white lights appeared and disappeared quickly. When Han Bin looked, they had already dissipated between the sky and the earth.
Han Bin quickly looked at Xiao Hui and said, "What's going on?"
Xiao Hui didn't seem to know, so he thought for a moment and said: "In my opinion, they died unjustly. When they died, a trace of resentment fell on the stone tablet, and everyone was buried here for a hundred years ago. After such a long time,
The resentment is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a certain level of consciousness. So, this will only happen after you avenge them."
Han Bin nodded and asked: "Can resentment still have consciousness?"
"Of course." Xiao Hui said slowly, "The greater the resentment before death, the shorter the time it will have consciousness. When the resentment fully possesses consciousness, it will become an injustice soul. The resentment soul, like humans and monsters, can absorb the world
Cultivate slowly with the gloomy aura in the room. If you cultivate to the realm of resentful spirits, it will be difficult for monks below the golden elixir stage to deal with them. Once you reach the realm of resentful demons, you can completely compete with those who have become strong at the same level."
Han Bin felt relieved when he remembered the scene of seeing ghosts in the forbidden area of Tianming Sect. After some people died, their souls could indeed appear in the form of spiritual bodies under special circumstances. The forbidden corpse of Tianming Sect
That's the case with Jedi. Isn't it possible that there is a direct connection with the Jade Seal of Heavenly Dao?
Thinking of this, Han Bin said to Xiao Hui: "I want to go to Tianming Sect. What about you? Come with me, or..."
Xiao Hui waved his hand and said: "Boss, you have reached Rank 7 now and are invincible in Shifang Continent. There is really no point in me following you." At this point, he paused and continued: "Otherwise,
I’ll go around the mainland and see if I can meet any beautiful monsters. After you go to Tianming Sect, go find your little fish-man beauty! How about it?”
Han Bin was silent for a while and said, "That's fine."
Xiao Hui chuckled, waved to Han Bin, and then flew towards the Seven Heavens Mountain Range.
Han Bin glanced at the stone tablet in front of him, turned around and walked towards the village.
A moment later, he came to the house where he lived. Facing the desolate ruins, Han Bin slapped the storage bag on his waist, took out the killing sword, and fired several spells on the sword. Then, Han Bin
With a flash of consciousness, the killing sword flew straight to the mountains outside the village under his control. The sword light flashed, and tall trees fell to the ground one by one.
Han Bin raised his right hand, and huge spiritual power was concentrated on the palm, and he palmed a mountain.
With a roar, the mountain collapsed and turned into huge rocks.
Han Bin frowned, and then shouted, "Get up." All the stones and trees flew towards the village, and then landed in front of him. Han Bin's consciousness moved, and the killing sword moved again, and the branches and leaves on the trees were quickly cut off.
, the stones also turned into stones of the same size. When a pile of trees and stones was formed, Han Bin waved his hand, and a strong wind was released, and the ground that was originally broken walls turned into a flat ground.
Han Bin quickly used his magical power to divide his spiritual consciousness into thousands of channels. Each channel controlled a stone and a stone and flew up to the ground. In a matter of seconds, houses were built one after another.
At a glance, except that the house is new, it has not changed at all from a hundred years ago.
After completing all this, Han Bin sighed and walked home step by step.
After calling the gate of the yard and walking into the room, Han Bin used the remaining wood to make all the furniture in the room according to his memory. Then he took out another piece of wood, carved several tablets, and placed them on the table in the main room.
Looking at the tablet in front of him on the table, Han Bin felt very guilty and said: "Cousin, my cousin has caused you trouble. If there is another life, we will still be brothers." After saying that, he bent down and saluted.
An hour later, Han Bin appeared in the sky above Tianming Sect. Looking at the place where he used to practice, Han Bin's eyes were extremely complicated. Although this is the place where he embarked on the path of practice, the familiar figure has left, and there is no place here anymore.
There was nothing worth cherishing. Han Bin's figure flashed, entered the formation, and then landed next to the Inferi Jedi.
At this time, a man and a woman came over.
Both of them are young, about fifteen or sixteen years old. The boy has an ordinary appearance, somewhat similar to Han Bin back then. However, the girl is somewhat pretty, but not outstanding. The two of them carry a medicine basket on their backs and hold in their hands
With the medicine shovel in hand, they were talking and laughing along the way, as if they were talking about extremely happy things.
Suddenly, the two of them were startled when they saw Han Bin standing next to the Infernal Jedi. The young man hurriedly shouted: "Brother, get out of there quickly, it's very dangerous there."
Han Bin hid all the aura on his body and looked just like a mortal. The young man thought that Han Bin was also a peripheral disciple. When Han Bin practiced, there were thousands of peripheral disciples, and it was impossible for everyone to know them. But now,
Tianming Sect is no longer what it used to be, and there are more peripheral disciples in the sect, totaling about 3,000 people.
There were so many people, and there was very little interaction between the peripheral disciples. It was reasonable for the young man to mistakenly think that Han Bin was a peripheral disciple.
Han Bin turned around, glanced at the two of them, and asked, "Are you peripheral disciples?"
When the two heard this, they looked puzzled. The young man said, "Yes, isn't Senior Brother a peripheral disciple?" In his opinion, the official disciples are all practicing on the mountain peak, how could they come here? And Han Bin
The clothes he wore were also extremely ordinary. Although they were not gray clothes, they were not white clothes worn by formal disciples either.
Seeing that Han Bin was not carrying a medicine basket behind him, the girl thought for a moment and said, "Brother, are you an official disciple?" She had not yet practiced the magic technique and could not sense Han Bin's cultivation. But she saw that Han Bin did not have anything on his body.
The aura exuded by a formal disciple made it unclear whether Han Bin was a formal disciple or not.
Han Bin shook his head and said, "None of them."
As soon as these words came out, the two of them became even more confused. The young man suddenly thought of something and said in a voiceless voice: "Could it be that... you are an elder?"
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The temperature dropped last night, so maybe I caught a cold and had a severe headache.
I spent an entire afternoon writing in front of the computer today and just finished one chapter!
However, fellow Taoists, please rest assured, I will insist on writing another chapter!