Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Being able to possess half a step of Martial Emperor cultivation, Jiang Han first thought of the Martial God Palace.

Because when Ye Jingtian, the old man of the Ye family, was trying to break through, he was seriously injured by the sneak attack of Qing Mingzi, the half-step Martial Emperor of the Martial God Palace. As a result, he, who was absolutely sure of breaking through the Martial Emperor, has been decadent for a hundred years!

"But if it's the Martial God's Temple, why are you here?"

Jiang Han thought.

His strength is enough to compete with the Martial Saint, and even crush the ordinary Martial Saint, but he is definitely not the opponent of the half-step Martial Emperor...

Of course, direct insurance is still possible.

"Does the Martial God Palace know that I helped Ye Jingtian recover from his injuries? But it shouldn't be. Ye Jingtian is only in the stage of collecting medicinal materials and has not officially started healing, so it is impossible to be known."

Jiang Han frowned.

Naturally, he is not afraid of the half-step Martial Emperor. After all, he still has the corpse demon of Xiaoyao Martial Emperor that he can control. He can crush the half-step Martial Emperor without any pressure at all.

What really scares him is the entire Martial God Palace!

undoubtedly.

There is definitely a powerful Martial Emperor in the temple of Martial God.

Jiang Han is not sure whether Xiaoyao Martial Emperor's corpse demon can compete with a real Martial Emperor. After all, she died thousands of years ago, and her corpse cannot cast Divine Ability spells.

While thinking about it.

Jiang Han walked out of the house, stood on the roof, and stared at the figure hanging in the air.

The other party's aura is extremely obscure, as if 883 does not exist. If Jiang Han had not understood the laws of space deeply and sensed the fluctuations in space, he would never have been able to discover it!

brush!

The space trembled slightly.

The figure appeared next to Jiang Han and said: "I have met Fellow Daoist Qing Mingzi of the Martial God Palace.

"I have long admired my name."

Jiang Han's expression did not change, his eyes remained calm, and he said in a very calm tone: "Jiang Han, I wonder what the reason is for Fellow Daoist to come to my house so late at night?"

"I just have a few questions I'd like to answer."

Qing Mingzi has her hands behind her back, her temperament is ethereal and indifferent.

"Excuse me."

Jiang Han nodded slightly.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist obtained the inheritance of Xiaoyao Martial Emperor in the Eastern Wilderness. Is it true or false?" Qing Mingzi asked quietly.

"real."

Jiang Han did not deny it.

Qing Mingzi asked again: "The younger sister of Fellow Daoist is the Wugou Sword Body. I don't know whether it is true or not?"

"real.

Jiang Han continued to nod.

This kind of thing can be known by just a little inquiry, and there is no need to hide it.

“Do Fellow Daoists believe in reincarnation?”

Qing Mingzi turned her head and looked at him with strange eyes.

"Reincarnation? Fellow Daoist, just wait and see..."

Jiang Han chuckled softly, and the Huangquan Road connected end to end slowly appeared in his eyes, like whirlpools, extremely weird, as if trying to absorb everything.

boom!

In an instant.

Qing Mingzi subconsciously looked into Jiang Han's eyes, and the next moment she felt her eyes fluttering, and then she found that she was standing on an earth-yellow road.

"Illusion?"

Qing Mingzi's eyes narrowed slightly.

He was secretly shocked that he could pull him into the illusion at the moment they looked at each other. Although it was because of his support, it also showed that Jiang Han's Primordial Spirit was so strong, otherwise he would never have been able to do this!

"interesting."

After thinking for a moment, Qing Mingzi smiled.

He walked along Huangquan Road. After a while, he saw a bridge with three big characters written next to it——

Naihe Bridge!

And Jiang Han was standing on the bridge.

"Naihe Bridge?"

Qing Mingzi's gray eyebrows wrinkled and she said to herself: "I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."

boom!

The moment this thought came to his mind, cracks suddenly appeared in the illusion, like a mirror that had been smashed to the ground, shattering!

The next moment.

Qing Mingzi stood on the roof again.

He looked at Jiang Han beside him, smiled and said, "Why did Fellow Daoist destroy his illusions?"

"Since you can't trap Fellow Daoist, why waste your energy?"

Jiang Han's face remained normal, but his heart was a little turbulent and he couldn't calm down.

This (chdi) Qing Mingzi actually has some impressions of Naihe Bridge, which shows that he may have seen records about Naihe Bridge in some places, and this place is naturally the Temple of Martial God!

"Could it be that the Martial God Palace is really the Heavenly Palace?"

Jiang Han murmured in his heart.

When Ye Jingtian said that the Temple of Martial God was not actually called the Temple of Martial God, it was just the name that everyone in the world called it. Over time, the people in the Temple of Martial God also called themselves this. After all, it was quite famous and could be easily identified by mentioning it.

Its real name is "Lingxiao Palace"!

The Lingxiao Palace is the territory of the legendary Jade Emperor, the Great Emperor. If it is really the Lingxiao Palace in Jiang Han's imagination, then it is not difficult to understand that there are some records about Naihe Bridge.

"Fellow Daoist is quite free and easy."

Qing Mingzi naturally didn't know that Jiang Han thought so much.

He smiled and said meaningfully: "Since Fellow Daoist knows about the Martial God Palace, then... I wonder if you are not willing to hand over the Wusui Sword Body to my Martial God Palace for training?"

"I don't want to."

Jiang Han said expressionlessly.

"Why?"

Qing Mingzi said with a smile, "Does Fellow Daoist think that the Martial God Palace is not qualified enough to cultivate Wushou Sword Body?"

"No reason."

Jiang Han's tone turned cold and he said in an indifferent voice: "Fellow Daoist, for the sake of the Martial God Palace, I have already answered a few of your questions. If Fellow Daoist still refuses to leave, don't blame me for not giving

Got it!"

"oh?"

Qing Mingzi looked at him with a half-smile, "Fellow Daoist is very confident. I just don't know where this confidence comes from?"

"You want to know?"

Jiang Han's eyes slowly narrowed.

Qing Mingzi nodded and said with a smile: "I really want to know.

"good!"

Jiang Han sneered, "I'll let you know clearly!"

boom!

The bronze portal suddenly emerged behind him.

Since entering the Martial Venerable realm, Jiang Han has become more and more comfortable in controlling the Bronze Temple. He can now do what he did when the Emperor's Tomb appeared, making the bronze portal appear but the main hall not appear!

"This door......"

Qing Mingzi's eyes narrowed slightly, "Is it the door of the Ancient Bronze Palace?"

The words just fell.

An icy evil aura filled with ferocity and forlornness suddenly swept out from the bronze portal, causing the surrounding air to become extremely cold in an instant, almost forming frost.

boom!

Substantial footsteps came from the void.

The next moment.

In Qing Mingzi's suddenly shocked eyes, a slim figure in a blood-red dress slowly walked out of the door.