Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

time flies.

Six days passed before he knew it. Jiang Han was studying whether he was suitable for practicing the Law of Chaos or the Law of Power every day. In the process, he gradually improved his cultivation to the Venerable Realm.

This speed naturally shocked everyone, but for Jiang Han, it was just a matter of course.

His own background is too profound.

Since practicing Scripture of Indestructibility, Jiang Han's physical body has become stronger and stronger, and his Primordial Spirit has become extremely stable. He has also used Heavenly Thunder Body Tempering, and even swallowed the Primordial Spirit of a Semi-Saint.

Later, he drank the Enlightenment Tea at the Golden Crow Tomb, and the improvement he achieved was unimaginable.

By now.

Jiang Han has realized something.

The so-called Martial God is supposed to be the lowest level of immortality!

The levels before the Martial God were still just humans, but they had some kind of great power... In other words, they were people who were cultivating immortals who were constantly working towards the Immortal Dao.

in short.

The body refining system of Wuhunxiu actually has four stages of leap.

Rank One, step into spiritual practice!

That is to say, when I just started to practice, I started to have a kind of boundary with ordinary people, and then I started to step on the path of practice.

Rank Two, watch the martial arts!

Practitioners with martial souls and those without martial souls are completely different.

And this is also the most critical stage in the martial soul cultivation system 280, which basically determines the future limit... And on the mainland, all practitioners have taken the wrong path in this realm.

A martial spirit must have an identity.

Rank Three, step into Martial Saint!

If you want to become a Martial Saint, the prerequisite is to understand a certain law of heaven and earth. The power of the law is extremely terrifying. Unless you are born with a different species, it is impossible for a Martial Venerable to leapfrog and fight a Martial Saint.

Not even Semi-Saint can beat it!

Rank Four, achievement Martial God!

Starting from this state, it is a transformation of the life level. The practitioner is no longer a mortal body, but the body of an immortal!

The state in the middle of these four stages is just an improvement in physical fitness and Primordial Spirit.

However, there is no fundamental "qualitative" change!

"Master."

Ye Qingluan's soft voice sounded outside the door, "Miaoyin asked to see you. She said that she was able to play the Heavenly Demon sound. She asked Master if she would like to listen to the music now?"

Hear the words.

A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Han's mouth.

After waiting for six or seven days, Fairy Miaoyin was finally able to play the Heavenly Demon sound!

In recent days, the most sensational thing in Zhenxian City is the destruction of the Yun family. On that day, all the old monsters from the Ye family who were in seclusion in the small world also appeared.

They rushed into the Yun family with thunderous momentum, but what they saw shocked them.

Everyone is dead!

Yes.

The Yun family was destroyed, but it was not destroyed by the Ye family. When they stepped into the Yun family, they found that everyone was dead, and their deaths were extremely horrifying, and everyone had a weird smile on their lips.

It's like dying in a dream......

This incident naturally shocked the entire Zhenxian City, and all major forces, including the city lord's palace, sent people to investigate.

finally.

The conclusion reached is:

The head of the Yun family colluded with the evil spirits and wanted to use the evil spirits' power. As a result, his will was weak and he was poisoned by the evil spirits and died. As a result, everyone with the blood of the Ye family was cursed and no one survived!

All of a sudden.

Everyone in the major forces was in danger and began to investigate their own children on a large scale, let's not mention it for now.

"Let her in."

Jiang Han sat cross-legged on the bed and said.

Creak!

The door was opened gently.

A beautiful figure walked into the room with light steps. She was wearing a lavender dress with a light golden ribbon tied around her waist, which outlined her slender waist.

"Mr. Jiang, I've been waiting for a long time."

The person who came was none other than Qin Miaoyin, and her voice was ethereal and sweet.

"About the time expected."

Jiang Han smiled slightly and looked her up and down, "Fairy Miaoyin is worthy of being called the strongest genius in Qin Dao in ten thousand years. Song can learn such fairy music in a week."

"Young Master, you're rewarded."

Qin Miaoyin sat down, took out a lyre, and carefully placed it on the table:

"The name of this harp is 'Feng Wu'. According to legend, the body of the harp was polished from the phoenix tree where the phoenix once lived, and the strings were made from Chec silk. It took seven, seven and forty-nine years to make it."

"Good piano!"

Jiang Han glanced at the lyre and Taguchi said.

Although the information detected by the system is slightly different from the legend, this lyre is still a good instrument. It is polished from the sycamore wood where colorful peacocks have inhabited.

Not as good as Phoenix, but not bad either!

"but.....…"

Jiang Han changed his voice and said: "I think it is more appropriate to play this song with a four-string pipa.

"Four-string pipa?"

Hearing this, Qin Miaoyin blinked her bright eyes and asked curiously: "Why?"

"No reason."

Jiang Han chuckled lightly and said: "Because the founder of Heavenly Demon Sound uses a four-stringed jade pipa... Speaking of which, the founder has some connection with Fairy Miaoyin. "

"Contact me?"

Qin Miaoyin was stunned immediately.

Her mouth was slightly open, her star-like eyes were full of astonishment, and she couldn't react for a while.

"Qingluan."

Jiang Han suddenly said, "Go and call Uncle Zhang."

"yes."

A strange color flashed in Ye Qingluan's beautiful eyes. He took a deep look at Qin Miaoyin, turned around and walked out of the room.

Jiang Han and Qin Miaoyin were the only two people left in the room.

There was a moment of silence.

Qin Miaoyin couldn't help but ask: "What exactly do you mean, Master? Why does the creator of this song have contact with me?"

Jiang Han said with a faint smile:

"There are only two of us here, so Fairy Miaoshou doesn't have to hide her identity anymore, right?"

Hear the words.

Qin Miaoyin's eyebrows twitched slightly and she was silent for a few seconds before she spoke quietly and said, "It turns out that Heavenly Venerable has recognized me a long time ago."

"It's hard not to recognize you with your eyes." Jiang Han laughed.

"Looks like I should wear a blindfold next time."

Qin Miaoyin was stunned for a moment, then laughed at herself. She stared at Jiang Han with her beautiful eyes and asked seriously: "Heavenly Venerable, what you said just now is that I have a connection with the founder of Heavenly Demonyin, is it true?

Fake?"

"Of course it's true."

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Han's mouth: "Did Qingluan tell you that you are not going to die soon?"

"Yes."

Qin Miaoyin nodded calmly.

Jiang Han knew this was normal, as he thought he was Ye Qingluan's master.

Jiang Han looked at her and asked, "So, do you believe it or not?"

There was silence for a while.

Qin Miaoyin gave a wry smile, a look of confusion appeared in Danfeng's eyes, and said:

"It's hard for me to believe it, but Qingluan has never deceived me since I was a child... Thinking about it, the only thing that can lead to my death must be the cause and effect of Heavenly King Chiguo."

“But now that the consequences have been taken, it’s already too late to regret it.

"Yes."

Jiang Han nodded and agreed with his face: "You have indeed taken on the cause and effect of Heavenly King Chiguo, and you cannot escape. However, do you know what the weapons used by Heavenly King Chiguo are?"

"What?"

Qin Miaoyin suddenly showed interest.

Jiang Han looked at her and said slowly, word by word: "Four-string jade pipa!"