Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

It is passed down from generation to generation.

In Zhenxian City, an "immortal" is suppressed.

I don't know how many years ago, she brought chaos to the world and caused the destruction of all living beings. Fortunately, a mysterious and powerful man appeared and sacrificed his own blood at the cost of blood, turning the "immortal" into a stone statue and sealing it here forever.

Yuan Xin stared blankly at the stone statue standing quietly, her eyes in a daze.

Could it be that the legend is false?

Is this stone statue in front of me, which raises its head and looks up at the sky, with a sense of melancholy and sadness, the one who saved the common people?

Yuan Xin subconsciously found it difficult to believe this.

but.

Thinking of the master who was suppressed under the Western soil, and thinking that Jiang Han might be the reincarnation of an old monster from the same era as the master... Would he really say such a thing without any evidence?

Maybe, even this stone statue is his old friend, and both the master and the master existed in ancient times!

"Brother, you mean to say that it was actually the stone statue that saved the people, and then it was deliberately discredited?"

Jiang Yiyi blinked his big eyes.

"good."

Jiang Han nodded gently.

This is the historical truth that has been deliberately buried!

When the first person to spread rumors appears, it will spread wider and wider. Rumors are far more terrifying than scourges. They can completely destroy a person and destroy him. 5

achievements.

"What's the benefit of doing this?" Jiang Yiyi was confused.

Jiang Han shook his head.

He couldn't figure out what the benefit was of discrediting the stone statue, but there must be something fishy in it, but it was just unknown.

"Then...is she dead?"

Jiang Yiyi suddenly asked.

She thought of the sculpture in Jietian City.

"No."

Jiang Han turned around and walked towards the direction of Zuixian Pavilion, and said calmly: "She turned into a stone statue to suppress the evil spirits, but the Primordial Spirit still exists... I am afraid that every move of the world is in her perception. .”

Jiang Yiyi jogged a few steps to keep up with him, and then couldn't help but look back at the stone statue.

"She is so pitiful..."

No. "

"

Jiang Han said lightly, "It's just sad."

"sad?"

Jiang Yiyi was a little confused.

"I saved a bunch of white-eyed wolves, do you think it's sad or not?"

Jiang Han smiled lowly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "I thought the Immortal Worship Cult was a cult, but I didn't expect that it was actually someone who really defended her, ha..."

Yuan Xin followed silently.

this moment.

His ideas were severely impacted, and his inherent thinking over the years was truly shaken.

Sudden.

A figure suddenly passed by Jiang Han, as fast as the wind. Yuan Xin suddenly came back to his senses, and was about to catch the man when he heard Jiang Han say lightly: "Slow down."

"donor?"

Yuan Xin frowned slightly.

Jiang Han played with a piece of paper in his hand, opened it casually, and saw a line of words written on it————

Room No. 5, Tianzi, Zhenxiao Tower, waiting for your visit to Xiamen.

Signed: Immortal Worship Cult!

"Worship the Immortal Cult?"

A strange color suddenly flashed in Yuan Xin's eyes, "These people are really everywhere and pervasive. They must have just heard what the donor said, and then invited the donor to the banquet."

"Donor, do you want to come over?"

"go"

Jiang Han's spiritual power shook slightly, and the note turned into powder. He chuckled and said, "I happen to be a little hungry. Since someone is treating me, why not go?"

"The food at Zhen Restaurant is indeed a masterpiece. I haven't tasted it for many years, but I still have endless aftertaste when I think about it." Yuan Xin smiled and said, "Let me lead the way.

Jiang Han nodded slightly.

Under the guidance of the center of the circle, the three of them arrived in front of a tall building in a short time.

It is ten stories high, carved with strange patterns, and antique. Just standing outside the door, you can smell a faint fragrance filling the tip of your nose, making your index fingers twitch.

"Does the guest have a reservation?"

As soon as he walked through the door, a beautiful maid came to inquire.

"Room No. 5, Tianzi." (chdd)

Jiang Han said lightly.

Hear the words.

The maid was startled, and then said quickly: "The guests in Room No. 5 of Tianzi have already given instructions, please three of you to come with me!"

Many people nearby looked askance.

The price of Tianzi House is extremely expensive. Any one of them will cost thousands or even tens of thousands of Peerless Grade spiritual stones. Those who can live in it are all children of big families, and ordinary people cannot afford it!

"That monk, I seem to have seen it somewhere before. He looks strangely familiar..."

An old man passing by said to himself.

He couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he suddenly remembered the old things that happened decades ago.

"Could it be him!?"

The old man was shocked in his heart, "Is this guy really converted to Buddhist Gate as rumored? It's just that his cultivation seems to be more advanced, and he doesn't show any breath... Why did he return to Zhongzhou?"

Vaguely, he seemed to feel that there would be a storm in Zhongzhou next.

"Guest, this is Room No. 5, Tianzi."

The maid said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, "The three guests can enter by themselves. If anything happens, you can press the talisman in the room at any time and I will come immediately.

After saying that, she bowed slightly, turned and left.

Jiang Han took a deep look at her back. Such an ordinary-looking maid turned out to be a Martial King...

Zhongzhou is truly extremely luxurious.

"You three, please come in."

A loud laughter came from room Tianzi No. 5.

Jiang Han pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand, slowly opened the door, and stepped in.

There were three people sitting in the room. They seemed to be two men and one woman. They were all covered with black veils and their faces could not be seen, but they all had strong auras coming out of them. They were two Martial Sovereigns.

"Please take a seat."

One of the men spoke with a smile.

Jiang Han was not restrained and sat down casually, while Jiang Yiyi sat next to him, her big eyes rolling around as she stared at the food on the table, feeling that the aroma was extremely intoxicating.

In the center of the circle, he stands quietly with his eyelids drooped, as if he is closing his eyes to nourish the Spirit.

"This master seems familiar..."

Suddenly, another man spoke, his voice was vicissitudes of life, he sounded like an old man.

He stared closely at the center of the circle, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Yuan Xin clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "There are many people with similar looks in the world. I think the donor must have seen someone who looks similar to the poor monk."

"maybe."

There was a hint of doubt in the old man's voice.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the center of the circle: "I remembered, it's you, Jiang Buzui!"