Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills

Before Han Zhao entered, he heard Zhou Sirong's persuasion, as if he wanted Lu Yingxuan to go back with her.

He stopped and stayed at the entrance of the yard.

"Yingxuan, at the beginning you said you would stay here for a year or two before returning to the cave with me, but one year after another, and one year after another two years! It's already been five years!" Zhou Sirong's tone was full of helplessness .

"Uncle Zhou, the children are still young, I want to spend more time with them." Lu Yingxuan was reluctant.

"The children can be taken back to the cave together. The world there is full of spiritual energy. Even if you don't practice, you can still lay a good foundation for Nianxuan and Xiaoyan. You can completely persuade Han Zhao to let him be with you."

"My husband's heart is like a rock, and his ambition is better than Kunpeng. I will not persuade him!" Lu Yingxuan's answer was very firm.

"Did he ignore you and the children? And your master is about to be reincarnated, why don't you go back and see her for the last time?"

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"You accepted your master's teachings, and it has been five years, and you have only reached the six evil realms now. Tell me how much training time you have wasted in these five years!" Zhou Sirong's tone became more serious.

"That's because my husband asked me to slow down my practice and stabilize my foundation so that I can be more sure when I cross the catastrophe in the future."

"It's nonsense! Your master is a nine-turn pseudo-supernatural power. He has the same spiritual body as you, and he practices the same kind of exercises. Your aura is in the same line. What kind of foundation do you need to stabilize!" Zhou Sirong was furious.

"Uncle Zhou, you misunderstood, actually"

"It is important to know that children love each other, but heroes are short-tempered. We are not ordinary people. Now is the golden age of cultivation. When you enter the realm of supernatural powers, you will have a lot of time to spend with your family. Without supernatural powers, life will only take a few hundred years in a hurry , in the end it’s all vain.”

"But... Nianxuan and Xiaoyan only had one childhood." Lu Yingxuan's tone became firm: "Besides, staying by your husband's side may not necessarily be worse than returning to the cultivation environment in the cave."

"Then what about your master?"

"Before I left Dongtian, Master told me that even if I go back, I don't need to see you again. Let me live in my own way! One day, Yingxuan will definitely find Master's reincarnation and repay Master's kindness of reincarnation." Lu Yingxuan was a little sentimental.

"It's not easy to find a reincarnation, and it may not be possible for a real person to teach you! Even if you have the talents of heaven and man, if you waste your time like this, you will regret it in the future!" Zhou Sirong felt a little resentful.

"I can't do it, but my husband can definitely do it. And the time spent with my family is the happiest time in my life." Lu Yingxuan is full of confidence in Han Zhao.

"Only relying on Han Zhao? Let's talk about it after he enters the supernatural powers first!" Zhou Sirong snorted.

"You are so stubborn, don't blame me for using coercive means!"

As soon as Zhou Sirong finished speaking, an astonishing aura broke out in the yard.

Seeing this situation, Han Zhao couldn't stand by.

He walked quickly to the courtyard.

There are two women standing on the left and right in the courtyard.

The woman on the left was dressed in a white palace attire, with a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament. She looked about in her early thirties, she was Zhou Sirong.

It's just that she is cold-eyed at the moment, dressed in a white palace dress without wind, with fluttering skirts, exuding a very oppressive aura.

Lu Yingxuan standing on the right is no different from five years ago, and time has not left any traces on her beautiful face.

Her tall figure seems to be a little more plump than five years ago, and her eyebrows that originally implied a murderous look have become much gentler. Time has only made her look more mature and stable, and she is no longer as cold as it used to be.

Hearing footsteps, Zhou Sirong and Lu Yingxuan in the courtyard followed their prestige and looked out of the courtyard.

"Husband." Seeing that it was Han Zhao, Lu Yingxuan's face changed slightly, and she winked at him, signaling him not to interfere.

"Hmph!" Zhou Sirong snorted coldly.

Han Zhao smiled gently at Zhou Sirong: "I have met Master Zhou."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhao looked at Lu Yingxuan, with a serious face, and said:

"Yingxuan, Master Zhou is here, and you didn't notify me."

"I'm not here to be a guest! I want to bring along." Zhou Sirong's voice sank.

Han Zhao walked towards Lu Yingxuan on his own.

The surrounding air was pushed away by an invisible force, forming substantial ripples like water waves.

Han Zhao walked to Lu Yingxuan's side and tapped her on the head lightly: "Everyone who comes is a guest, how can I let Mr. Zhou stand in the yard?"

"Huh?!" Zhou Sirong's expression changed slightly.

She released her spiritual thoughts and gang energy to spread all over the courtyard, planning to forcibly take Lu Yingxuan away.

Han Zhao was able to forcibly break through her divine sense and energy, and walked to Lu Yingxuan's side.

"You have already cultivated the divine sense?! The seven evil spirits are perfect?" Zhou Sirong was startled.

Although she didn't use mana just now, but the spiritual sense of the nine-turn pseudo-supernatural power realm, even the peak martial saint who is the perfect seven evil spirits, can't easily break through.

Han Zhao must have cultivated to the state of perfection of the seven evil spirits, and he is not an ordinary peak martial saint.

"Husband." Lu Yingxuan showed a worried look on her face, even if the seven evil spirits were perfect, she would definitely not be a match for the uncle.

Han Zhao held Lu Yingxuan's hand, signaling her not to worry, then looked at Zhou Sirong, and said with a smile:

"In the past few years, apart from being with my family, my disciples have not neglected their cultivation, and they have finally reached the realm of perfection of the seven evil spirits."

"It seems that I really underestimated you!" Zhou Sirong's eyes narrowed. Five years ago, Han Zhao was only in the realm of the second evil spirit.

Even in the entire history of Dongtian, the speed of breaking through a realm in a year is one of the few geniuses!

And he seems to be three years younger than Yingxuan!

"Could it be that soaking in the spirit pond made him awaken some special spirit body?" Zhou Sirong thought to himself.

The fact that Zhu Yuan agreed with Han Zhao to soak in the Lingchi for three days was well known in the cave.

Because Han Zhao directly absorbed the spiritual energy in the spiritual pool to the point of drying up, other true disciples were unable to enter it for nearly ten years to cleanse their marrow.

For this reason, Zhenren Zhangjiao also punished Zhu Yuan for facing the wall for 20 years.

"Master Uncle Zhou is absurd, and this disciple is just a little bit luckier than the others." Han Zhao smiled.

"You don't have to be humble, fast is fast!" Zhou Sirong said unceremoniously: "You have no problem with your own cultivation speed, so you don't consider Yingxuan?

She is pregnant with the spirit body of Tianfeng, and she has accepted the infusion of Junior Sister Ni. The hope of achieving supernatural powers is far higher than others.

As a result, he didn't break through to the Seven Fiends Realm in five years. Wouldn't it be a waste of this great opportunity? ! "

"Uncle Zhou doesn't know that Yingxuan once had two super roots of dragon singing and phoenix singing, and she suffered from the imbalance of yin and yang in her early years." Han Zhao said seriously.

"There is such a thing?" Zhou Sirong frowned, looking at Lu Yingxuan.

"It's absolutely true, Master knows about this." Lu Yingxuan nodded.

Han Zhao went on to say: "A few years ago, I took away most of her dragon's body through the spirit seizing method, but in the past five years, I have completely eradicated her dragon's body."

"The great method of seizing spirits? It's the secret technique of the demon king Tiansha!" Zhou Sirong's pupils constricted.

"This secret technique indeed comes from the Heavenly Fiend King's unique magic power." Han Zhao replied.

"I remember that you also possessed magic skills when you first started. Could it be that you learned the magic skills of Tiansha?"

Zhou Sirong was startled.

"It's true. Later, after I switched to the exercises taught by my master, my master asked me not to disclose the matter of practicing Tiansha Demon Art." Lu Yingxuan explained.

"So it is." Zhou Sirong suddenly understood.

Since the Great War thousands of years ago, Tianshengdongtian did not accept foreign races. Although Lu Yingxuan is a pure human race, it is fine even if she practices demon skills, but it is not good to be known by the sect.

It is understandable for Niying to let her hide it.

"In the past five years, I have been helping Yingxuan consolidate her foundation, so I deliberately let her slow down her cultivation speed and purify her qi so that she can exert the full effect of Tianfeng's spirit body. Otherwise, her foundation will be unstable. A slight difference, leading to a fall short." Han Zhao said again.

"Could it be that you are going to let Yingxuan go straight to the catastrophe instead of taking the path of rebuilding with false supernatural powers?!"

Zhou Sirong heard the meaning behind Han Zhao's words, and looked surprised.

"This is her choice, I respect her!" Han Zhao affirmed.

"Junior Sister Ni's infusion can save you hundreds of years of penance, why are you?"

Zhou Sirong looked at Lu Yingxuan with a worried expression on his face.

Supernatural powers and heavenly powers are beyond the reach of human beings.

Otherwise, Niying wouldn't have chosen to reincarnate and re-cultivate when she reached rank nine pseudo-supernatural powers.

Lu Yingxuan did not take a shortcut, but chose the most difficult path.

Zhou Sirong hesitated to speak.

"Uncle Zhou, don't worry, before Yingxuan crosses the catastrophe, I will try the power of the supernatural catastrophe for her first." Han Zhao said.

"Try the power of supernatural catastrophe?" Zhou Sirong was startled.

How arrogant and domineering this is!

What kind of confidence do you have in yourself?

To say such words so naturally.

Zhou Sirong didn't know either, because she hadn't even thought about it.

More people thought about it, but didn't say it out, for fear of adding more jokes.

Some people have spoken out, but they never dare to do so.

There is only one life.

Under the catastrophe, all living beings are equal.

Failure is not just death.

Most of the time, the soul is scattered, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

If Han Zhao really does what he says.

Then, after a thousand years, he will be the first person!

"I want to see where your confidence comes from? If I come next time and Yingxuan hasn't broken through, I will definitely take her away!"

Zhou Sirong snorted coldly and walked away.

"Thank you uncle." Lu Yingxuan bowed.

"Uncle, go slowly." Han Zhao pulled Lu Yingxuan to see him off.

His cultivation base has reached the perfection of the eight evil spirits. Among the two incarnations, "Magic Flame", which entered the stage the slowest, has also reached the perfection of the seven evil spirits, while "King Kong" has just broken through the eight evil spirits.

Now if he uses the three spirits in one, he may lose to Zhou Sirong's nine-turn pseudo-supernatural power, but saving his life is not a problem.

However, if the real supernatural powers want to come to the source world, the price they pay is much higher than that of the fake supernatural powers, and the suppression they receive is also great.

Therefore, he has enough confidence to face Zhou Sirong.

Zhou Sirong left quickly, and when he reached the gate, Xu Ling was grabbing the back of Han Yan's neck and pulling him in.

"I know I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again next time!"

Han Yan repeatedly begged for mercy.

There was a sneer on Xu Ling's face:

"That's what you said last time! Can't you just learn from Nianxuan? Let mother save some time."

Han Yan didn't finish the homework assigned by his master, and sneaked out to play with the children living nearby all afternoon. After getting all muddy, he even went to the river to take a bath.

"Nian Xuan must have sued me behind my back." Han Yan's mouth bulged.

"Nianxuan is my sister! No matter how old or young!" Xu Ling sullenly.

"Nianxuan finished her homework, and she also helped you with it."

"I can finish writing by myself at night! Her handwriting is so good, she must have done it on purpose." Han Yan's face collapsed. Being with such a sister who is excellent in everything, the pressure is too great.

"You still have the nerve to say it?" Xu Ling grabbed Han Yan's ear.

"Mother, it hurts!" Han Yan hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Next time if you do it again, don't even think about going out again!" Xu Ling loosened his hands a little.

"Hey? She's a beautiful sister!" Han Yan pointed at Zhou Sirong who walked out of the gate.

Xu Lingxun looked at the reputation, quickly let go of his hand, and bowed to Zhou Sirong: "I have seen Senior Zhou."

Zhou Sirong glanced at her and nodded slightly.

"Beautiful sister!" Han Yan trotted over, preparing to sue her.

"snort!"

Zhou Sirong snorted coldly and avoided it.

Han Yan was taken aback by her, and he was startled and stopped in place.

He ran back to Xu Ling with an aggrieved face.

Zhou Sirong went down the steps, took two steps forward, and suddenly paused.

She took a deep breath, turned back to the steps, and walked in front of Han Yan.

Zhou Sirong half bowed her body, smiled at Han Yan and said:

"I am the senior sister of your aunt's master, two generations older than you, you should call me grand uncle."

"Uncle Master." Han Yan said incredulously, looking at Zhou Sirong's face as young as his mother.

"Well, good boy." Zhou Sirong patted Han Yan's head.

"Is the master uncle better than father, mother, and aunt?" Han Yan asked naively.

"Probably." Zhou Sirong nodded.

"Then my stepmother beats me again, will Master Uncle help me?"

Han Yan raised his face and said pitifully.

"Of course." Zhou Sirong replied.

"That's great! I like Master Uncle the most!" Han Yan was happy, and suddenly puffed up his chest.

"Senior." Xu Ling hesitated to speak, if Han Yan really brought Zhou Sirong out as a backer in the future, it would be difficult to discipline him.

Zhou Sirong pinched Han Yan's chubby face, and said with a smile:

"But if you run out to play without finishing your homework next time, if I find out, I will break your leg."

"Ah—" Han Yan burst into tears.

He wanted to ask for comfort, but he saw his mother covering her mouth and laughing, and the father and aunt who walked out of the gate did the same.

This year, Han Yan was five years old.

He didn't understand why adults could say such terrible things with a smile on their face.

Zhou Sirong left and came back within a month.

This time, she rushed to the Han's residence, and instead of looking for Lu Yingxuan, she went to the study in the backyard to meet Han Zhao alone.

"Uncle Zhou is here, what's the matter?"

Han Zhao saluted respectfully and ordered Dong Jin to serve tea.

"Don't bother, I'll leave after a few words, I know you don't welcome me." Zhou Sirong said lightly.

"Where is Master Zhou's words? It's really a disgraceful disciple." Han Zhao smiled all over his face.

Zhou Sirong took out a green Xumi bag from his arms and threw it at Han Zhao.

Han Zhao reached out to take it, wondering, "This is it?"

"These are left to Yingxuan by Junior Sister Ni. The concentration of aura in the source world is much lower than that in Dongtian. It doesn't affect you, but the influence on Yingxuan is obvious." Zhou Sirong said in a deep voice.

"So many?" Han Zhao poked his spiritual power into it, his eyes lit up, and there were more than a dozen plants of century-old elixir inside, three of which were more than 500 years old.

"Even if you swallow these elixir directly, it will be of great benefit to warriors. As Yingxuan's husband, you shouldn't be greedy for ink, right?" Zhou Sirong squinted.

"Uncle Zhou is serious. If Uncle Zhou doesn't trust his disciples, why don't you just give these elixirs to Yingxuan?" Han Zhao said seriously.

"Even if you give it to Yingxuan, if you want it, will she not give it to you?" Zhou Sirong said helplessly.

"I heard that you are a high-level alchemist. Some of the elixir here should be able to refine a lot of high-level elixir, so don't waste it."

Saying that, Zhou Sirong's face felt a little painful.

"Thank you Uncle Zhou for your generous gift!" Han Zhao expressed his gratitude sincerely. It seems that many of the elixir here were given by Zhou Sirong.

Although this person's words are often not very nice, but the starting point is for Yingxuan's good, and her so-called "for your own good" is not just in words, but in actual actions.

Han Zhao couldn't hate such a person.

"It's good to be useful to Yingxuan. When necessary, you should persuade her to return to the cave to cultivate. Although her aptitude is better than Junior Sister Ni, it is absolutely impossible for her to survive the catastrophe of supernatural power in the source world. Zhou Sirong stared at Han Zhao with burning eyes.

"Students are taught." Han Zhao cupped his fists and bowed. Zhou Sirong seemed to be persuading Lu Yingxuan, but in fact he was also persuading her. However, when Han Zhao heard such consolation, he felt that he was caring rather than underestimating it.

"Well, I'm leaving." Zhou Sirong nodded, then turned around and walked out of the study.

"Uncle Zhou stay here."

Han Zhao stepped forward.

"What else do you need?" Zhou Sirong stopped.

"It's a small thing, it's not a respect, please take it from Uncle Zhou." Han Zhao took out a porcelain bottle from the sumeru bag, and offered it with both hands.

"This is... elixir?" Zhou Sirong was taken aback for a moment, and smiled inwardly. It seemed that Han Zhao was not convinced by what he just said, so he wanted to prove his level of alchemy.

"Well, I accept it."

Zhou Sirong put the porcelain bottle into the sumeru bag, and his figure disappeared like a flash.

"Huh?" Han Zhao just raised his head and opened and closed his mouth slightly.

Don't follow the routine, right?

No patriarch in the pseudo-supernatural realm could not open his mouth when he saw the elixir he made.

I didn't expect Senior Zhou to be an exception.

Han Zhao felt very uncomfortable if he didn't pretend to be forced.

The main reason is that he regards Zhou Sirong as his own family, and it is still hard to be looked down upon by his own family.

"Okay." Han Zhao sat down at the desk, took out the elixir from the Sumeru bag, checked them one by one, and roughly estimated which elixir these elixirs could refine.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a gust of wind blew outside the study, making the doors and windows creak.

Han Zhao looked up.

I saw Zhou Sirong turned into a cyan light and rushed into the study room, holding the porcelain bottle tightly with his right hand, staring at him with beautiful eyes, "You made this top-quality Buyuan pill?!"

That's right.

Han Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It's due to luck, I got three top-quality ones by accident, and used two. This is the last one."

"I'm not asking you for elixir, I'm talking about your normal level, without luck, what quality can this elixir be refined?"

Zhou Sirong is right.

"Half of them are low-grade, less than half are middle-grade, and occasionally high-grade. The best is purely luck." Han Zhao replied.

"No wonder the two brothers of the Zhao family gave you an 800-year-old blood ginseng. They also took a fancy to your alchemy skills?" Zhou Sirong was stunned.

Han Zhao smiled and said nothing, the two brothers of the Zhao family would not take the initiative to talk about the longevity pill.

"If I provide the elixir, can you guarantee the current level?" Zhou Sirong asked.

"The elixir that is about the same difficulty as Buyuan Pill can be done after a little practice." Han Zhao didn't finish his sentence.

"I know some brothers who are resident in the outer world. They should have accumulated some elixir with a high enough age in their hands. As long as you can guarantee this level, I can help you bridge the gap. For high-level alchemists, alchemy The experience of making high-level pills is also a valuable asset." Zhou Sirong said.

"For pills that are too difficult, even if there are pills, I can't guarantee the success rate." Han Zhao pretended to be embarrassed.

He dared to expose the level of alchemy because he now has the power to protect himself.

"With your current level of alchemy, you are expected to become a super-level alchemist. I believe these brothers are willing to invest in you in advance." Zhou Sirong pondered.

"Even if the high-level elixir is top-grade, it will have negligible effect on pseudo-supernatural powers and supernatural powers. But at this level, it may take tens or hundreds of years to improve a little bit.

Sometimes it is only a little bit short, and maybe we can go one step further from the next level. So you know how attractive the 'future super alchemist' is, right?

Since the only super-level alchemist in Tiansheng Dongtian died in battle thousands of years ago, including the Nine Great Caves, there has been no super-level alchemist for a thousand years. "

"Since that's the case, thank you, Uncle Zhou." Han Zhao bowed respectfully. This matter is only good for him, and has no harm. It is a bloody profit for him to deduct a little of the best pill.

"I'm going to the outer world to contact my brothers."

Zhou Sirong does things vigorously and resolutely, and he does what he says.

"I hope more elixirs can be sent, otherwise it will be difficult to cultivate to the perfection of the ten evil spirits at the age of thirty-seven."

Han Zhao sighed inwardly.

In the next year, Zhou Sirong will return to the source world basically every one or two months, and then go to Han Mansion in person.

Now the entire Yin Yang Temple knows that the background of the Han family is amazing.

And Han Zhao was also slowly improving his level of alchemy in alchemy again and again.

[Alchemy: Ultra-Order (188570/1000000)]

"This speed is not enough! The key is that the name is not loud enough to attract more supernatural powers to find me for alchemy."

Han Zhao frowned slightly. Zhou Sirong brought a lot of alchemy commissions, but not enough. Apparently, many supernatural powers didn't trust his level of alchemy.

"My current cultivation level is only at the Nine Shade Realm, "King Kong" has only reached the Eight Shade Realm, and "Magic Flame" has just broken through the Eight Shade Realm. "

Han Zhao looked distressed, he is now thirty-five years old, and Qiantian Palace will be opened in two years.

He is confident that he can cultivate his body to the ten evil realm within two years, after all, there are so many auxiliary cultivation entries.

But it is too difficult for the two incarnations of "King Kong" and "Magic Flame" to break through together.

As for cultivating to the consummation of the ten evil realms at the same time, and then directly breaking through the supernatural power realm in Qiantian Palace, that is even more impossible.

In the simulation, he was the fastest to become a Valkyrie, and he was already in his fifties.

In reality, one must be at least in his early forties before he can hope to enter the realm of supernatural powers.

too slow!

If you want to speed up, unless you open it!

In just six years, relying on the yin energy accumulated by the low-level fake magic weapon and the fragments of the magic weapon, Han Zhao had only accumulated six simulation opportunities.

Including the two simulations left over from the previous ten consecutive draws, Han Zhao has a total of eight simulation opportunities.

These eight simulations have already been used five times in the past six years, mainly to consume attribute points to improve the second level of the "Magic Flame" Nirvana True Demon Skill, and the third level of "King Kong"'s King Kong Indestructible Magical Skill.

"Go back to Dongshengzhou! Take revenge on the family!" Han Zhao's heart ignited a fire.

[War God] entry is useless for warriors, but it will greatly weaken the aristocratic family and monsters. If the combat power of the pseudo-supernatural power is operated properly, it may be able to kill a first-order soldier.

A complete genuine weapon, does not know how much yin energy it contains.

A complete high-level pseudo-divine weapon alone can provide considerable yin energy.

"Longevity Sect, Jiuyou Mansion, Bailingzong, Murong Family, Wang Family, soon we will be able to settle the accounts!" Han Zhao showed a murderous look.

Different from the Zhongzhou Trial, if you want to enter the Qiantian Palace, you need to be among the top 72 on the Qiantian Ranking. When the Qiantian Palace is opened, as long as the top 72 people fly to the nine heavens, they can be directly admitted. Qian Tiangong ingested it.

There is no need to go to the Feiling Pagoda in Daliang City to teleport like the Zhongzhou Trial.

Han Zhao has to save enough attribute points, and when he enters the Qiantian Palace, he has reached the perfection of the ten evil spirits. It is best to get the Houtian Lingbao Qiantian Junyang Pot. In this way, he is very sure to break through in the Qiantian Palace Supernatural realm.

This sounds difficult, but it is even harder to do.

If you want to be a peerless powerhouse, in addition to hacking, the necessary risks are unavoidable.

"system."

【Collect all 50 reminder fragments, whether to synthesize an entry? 】

[Synthesis once, consume 500 prompt fragments, 300 gold beads or magic gold, and you will definitely get the one-time basic entry 'life simulation'. 】

"When we break through to the realm of ten evil spirits, we will have to raise the price again." Han Zhao frowned slightly.

The price increase means that the probability of him getting entries increases, and the number of attribute points he gets increases, but it also means that the number of simulations decreases.

"In this simulation, I will avoid Chu and Wei first, but go to Qi, which has no enemies?" Han Zhao thought to himself.

"Start the simulation."

[At the age of thirty-five, you have cultivated to the Nine Demon Realm and decided to return to Dongshengzhou. 】

【After you explained the situation to the Zhao family brothers, they informed you of the location of a secret teleportation array. 】

[On the way out of Liangyi Island, you were attacked by two unidentified mysterious people. 】

[You cut out with a knife, and the bones of the two of them are gone. 】

[You found the secret teleportation array outside Liangyi Island, waiting for the arrival of "Magic Flame" and "King Kong". 】

[After that, you returned to Dongshengzhou through the secret teleportation array. 】

[You find yourself at the junction of Wei and Qi. 】

[You went deep into the hinterland of Qi State and found that Qi State is respected by the royal family and the three major sects. 】

[Thirty-six years old, in an accident, you met Lian Chengbing, the third sister among the three sisters of the Lian family. She was being chased and killed by the envoy of Corpse Soul Valley, one of the three sects. 】

[You made a sudden move, severely wounding the soldier in Soul Valley, and finally joined forces with Lian Chengbing to kill him. 】

[Finally, you asked Lian Chengbing and learned that the three women had become the first-tier envoys two years ago. 】

[However, just a month ago, Lian Chengyu and Lian Chengxue were seriously injured by the two soldiers in charge of Soul Valley. 】

[The two women blew themselves up as magic soldiers during the pursuit battle, killing one of the envoys. 】

[Later, because of the existence of the imprint of the blood of the divine soldier, you and Lian Chengbing were hunted down by Soul Valley. 】

[You have no place to stay in Qi State, so turn to Wei State. 】

[Encountering the second-tier envoy of Corpse Soul Valley on the border of Wei State, Lian Chengbing chose to blew himself up to save you. 】

[At a critical moment, Yu Xuanji, who sensed your appearance through blood connection, rescued you. 】

[Thirty-seven years old, you insist on going to Qiantian Palace to participate in the trial. 】

[You killed all directions in the trial, but you didn't find the Houtian Lingbao Qiantian Junyang Pot. 】

[When you left Qiantian Palace, you were surrounded by Soul Valley, Longevity Sect, Jiuyou Mansion, Bailingzong, and Murong Family. 】

[Although there are brothers from the Zhao family and Yu Xuanji supporting you, you still haven't escaped. 】

【you are dead. 】

"It's no wonder that the three sisters of the Lian family didn't appear in the follow-up simulation. It turned out that they were so early."

The charming face with a tear mole under the corner of the eye appeared in Han Zhao's mind, and he felt emotional.

"Valley of Corpse Souls, it seems that you are the key to my rise!" Han Zhao's face turned cold.

[The simulation is over, you can choose one of the following]

[1. Obtain entry (not optional)]

[2. Obtain attribute points]

[3. Obtain any part of life experience]

"two."

[attribute points +6000]

Thinking of this, Han Zhao left the room and found Lu Yingxuan and Xu Ling who were drinking tea in the backyard garden.

He pulled the two of them to the bedroom, and after some in-depth exchanges, the three hugged each other sweatily.

"Husband, what's the matter with you?"

"What's on your mind?"

Lu Yingxuan and Xu Lingling felt Han Zhao's abnormality and asked with concern.

"I'm going back to Dongshengzhou to do some things. If everything goes well, I will return from Qiantian Palace in two years." Han Zhao said in a deep voice.

"Go back to Dongshengzhou?!" Lu Yingxuan's expression changed. She knew that if Han Zhao went back, once his identity was revealed, he would be in danger.

"Do you have to go back?" Xu Ling was worried.

"You don't have to go, but I'm going!" Han Zhao affirmed.

If he can become a Martial God at the age of thirty-seven and get the Qiantian Junyang Pot in Qiantian Palace, not only himself, but the people around him will also benefit greatly.

The "Qiantian Jingqi" is helpful to the practice of supernatural powers, and the Qiantian Junyang Pot can continuously provide the "Qiantian Jingqi", so that the time for future advancement can be advanced again.

One step at a time, one step at a time!

If he can cultivate the supernatural double mirror before the age of one hundred and eleven, then the reincarnation hall will open, and he will be sure to win the remnant of the innate spiritual treasure reincarnation mirror.

"You go, pay attention to safety." Lu Yingxuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"Sister Yingxuan?" Xu Ling didn't expect her to agree so quickly.

"We can only choose to trust our husband." Lu Yingxuan said with a trace of resentment.

After speaking, he turned his back.

"Yingxuan, I'm discussing with you guys." Han Zhao hastily comforted her.

"Hmph." Seeing this, Xu Ling also hummed softly.

"Okay! You two are sure you don't want to give me the face of Han, are you?"

Han Zhao jumped forward.

After a while, weeping and complaining murmurs came from the gauze tent.

[Luanfeng and Minggong: The third floor can be deduced (48950/100000)]

In the middle of the night, Han Zhao went to the bedrooms of the two children separately and tucked them in the quilt.

"Daddy."

At this time, Han Zhao was about to leave the room, when he suddenly heard Nian Xuan's voice behind him, he stopped and turned his head to look.

Han Nianxuan was wearing a pink undershirt, with two lovely dimples on her chubby face, and her big watery eyes were full of reluctance.

"Are you going away?"

"Daddy will come back soon, I promise! At that time, you will be the happiest child in the world." Han Zhao returned to the bed and squatted next to the eldest daughter's bed.

"With daddy by my side, I'm already the happiest child." Han Nianxuan smiled innocently, one of her white teeth was missing a front tooth, and when she smiled, Han Zhao was also amused.

"Good boy." Han Zhao gently hugged the eldest daughter, and then stretched out his little finger, "Come on, Daddy will hook you up."

"Children only believe this." Han Nianxuan wrinkled her face, but immediately stretched out her little finger and said with a smile, "I believe in Daddy."

"En!" Han Zhao nodded emphatically, hooked up with the eldest daughter, and stamped her seal.

Han Zhao coaxed her to sleep, and then left the Han residence.

He went straight to the top of Tianjie Mountain and explained the situation to the two brothers of the Zhao family.

five days later.

An isolated island in the northwest waters of Liangyi Island.

Han Zhao tightly pinched the necks of Zhu Zijian and Nie Bai with each hand, and lifted them up high. The powerful divine sense and gang energy suppressed them so that they could not move.

"With your strength, you still want to attack me?"

Han Zhao said disdainfully, and gradually tightened his hands.

Before, because Zhu Ziframe stayed in Liangyi Island and didn't go out, he couldn't find a chance to make a move. He didn't expect that the other party would come to his door this time.

"Kill me if you have the ability! Zhu Jia, and Zhu Yuan's ancestor" Zhu Ziframe's face turned purple when he was pinched, but his attitude was still very rigid.

"Pfft!" Han Zhao suddenly tightened his arms and directly crushed Zhu Ziframe's head.

"His last words are finished, what about you?" Han Zhao looked at Nie Bo, the head of the Jinlingyuan, who was holding on his right hand. If the other party didn't attack him with Zhu Ziframe, he really didn't bother to pay attention to such a small character.

"Family rules strictly prohibit killing each other. All this is a misunderstanding. I promise not to reveal a single word. Don't kill me! I...I even invited you to join the Golden Spirit Academy!" Nie Bo forced a smile .

All his pride was shattered when he was subdued by Han Zhao just now, and now he just wants to survive.

"Crack!" Han Zhao became more gentle, broke Nie Bai's neck, and immediately sucked the two of them dry with the method of suction.

Everything about the two of them turned into the nourishment of Han Zhao, and the karma with Han Zhao was completely settled.

After finishing the follow-up matters, Han Zhao rushed to the deep sea in the northwest sea area, and finally joined "Magic Flame" and "King Kong".

In a huge khaki beam of light, the figures of the three disappeared completely.