Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills

Han Zhao felt that this golden seal contained the power of the law of reincarnation, which was exactly the same as the golden seal obtained from the king of Tiansha, but the power of the law of reincarnation in the golden seal of the king of Tiansha had been basically consumed, and there was nothing left. many.

But even so, the golden seal also broke Han Zhao's time-reversing magical power, and almost helped him escape.

Now the golden seal sent by Ji Dao God, the patriarch of the Ji family, contains an extremely pure power of the law of reincarnation, and its power cannot be underestimated.

Han Zhao had a faint guess in his heart, but on the face he looked at Ji Daoshen calmly: "What is the meaning of Ji Daoyou?"

Ji Daoshen cursed secretly in his heart, and immediately showed a warm smile: "This seal is a treasure that the old man once obtained in the "Reincarnation Palace", and there are a pair of them.

The other one is missing, but there will be a weak induction between the two seals. Holding this seal, the old man can vaguely sense that the other one is in the hands of Fellow Daoist Han.

Now Daoyou Han helped Bai Wei advance to the rank of Holy Master, and also allowed the Ji family's supreme god soldier ten kings to reappear, which is a great favor to the Ji family.

This seal is a spiritual treasure used by warriors, and we, the envoys and the Holy Master, cannot truly display its full power, so I send it to Fellow Daoist Han to express our gratitude. "

The two seals will interact with each other, why didn't he notice that Han Zhao's heart moved, and immediately cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, Han will be disrespectful."

"Excuse me for taking the liberty of the old man. I don't know where the other treasure seal, Fellow Daoist Han, came from?" Ji Daoshen asked.

"It was obtained from the demon king of the demon clan." Han Zhao didn't mean to hide it: "The body of the Red Moon Holy Lord was beheaded by me, and he was suppressed by the demon king with this seal, devouring the soul, and cultivating it." Da Jin. The day before yesterday, when my little girl was crossing the catastrophe, he came to attack and was captured by me. In order to keep his soul reincarnated, he has confessed everything."

"So that's the case." Ji Daoshen looked a little weird, and asked again: "So, today, Fellow Daoist Han is here to visit Bai Wei?"

"Otherwise, what does fellow Daoist Ji think Han came here for?" Han Zhao looked at Ji Daoshen with a half-smile.

"I also mean the same thing." Ji Daoshen's forehead muscles twitched slightly, and he finally reacted now.

In his opinion, Han Zhao gave Ji Baiwei the original yin energy of Qianqiu Bingzhu, it is impossible to simply heal her wounds and help her advance.

Must have come prepared.

But after thinking about it carefully, Han Zhao's behavior clearly shows that he doesn't know the way here.

Because just now when he took out the seal by himself, Han Zhao couldn't hide his surprise for a moment.

Ji Daoshen thought for a while, and instantly understood the key point. Tiansha King was able to kill Hongyue, the Holy Lord of the third-order peak, and he must have used the power of the law of reincarnation in Baoyin.

At the very least, it is impossible for Tiansha King to have any reservations when facing Han Zhao.

It seems that after the power of the one-time law of reincarnation in this treasure seal is consumed, the induction will be greatly weakened.

It is very likely that the seal he held could sense the approximate position of the seal in Han Zhao's hand, but Han Zhao could not.

At this moment, Ji Daoshen's intestines were full of regret, and he gave away a treasure containing the power of the supreme law for nothing.

Although the Heavenly Demon system cannot completely refine this treasure, the pure power of the law of reincarnation is the trump card to save life and defeat the enemy at critical moments.

He was frightened by Han Zhao's sudden visit, and he had too many brains for a moment, thinking that Han Zhao was giving Ji Baiwei a great fortune, and then obediently handed over the seal.

"I thought Fellow Daoist Ji regretted it." Han Zhao couldn't help joking when he saw Ji Daoshen's face turning green and pale.

"Fellow Daoist Han is joking, there is no reason to regret giving something away, not to mention that treasures are virtuous, and this treasure is destined to be with Fellow Daoist Han." Ji Daoshen still felt a little pained.

It's just that since he sent it away, he wouldn't dare to come back. Even with this treasure in hand, he doesn't think he can defeat Han Zhao in the source world.

"This fate is really wonderful." Han Zhao laughed out loud. The other party could even say such nonsense that the treasure is a virtuous place, which made him feel very happy.

Back then, he was chased by the aristocratic family and had nowhere to go to heaven and nowhere to go.

Although Ji Zhuling had been dead for a long time, Han Zhao still had a deep impression on her face.

It's a pity that the grass on her grave is probably three feet long, so I can't see the appearance of the ancestor of the Ji family.

The aristocratic family members who used to violently kill people when they disagreed with each other have become so eloquent and eloquent, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, Han Zhao couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe." Seeing Han Zhao laughing out loud, Ji Daoshen couldn't help laughing with him, but his smile was a little dry. If it wasn't for the great changes in the world and the source world's rejection of the military master, why would the aristocratic family bow their eyebrows to the warrior.

It's just that there is only one word that can describe Han Zhao's feeling to Ji Daoshen today, and that is unfathomable.

He even had a feeling that even if the lord of the army really came, he might not be able to win Han Zhao.

"Bai Wei is devoted to Han Zhao. Now that she has advanced to the rank of Holy Master, she has reappeared the Ji family's supreme god soldier ten king Nuo Mian. In the future, she will definitely take my place. At that time, the Ji family may become Han Zhao's Ji family." Home" Ji Daoshen's heart sank.

Whether it is the seven evils or the ten kings, they all need pure but paranoid emotions to control.

As it turns out, they did succeed, but the process deviated too much.

Ji Zhuling and Ji Ji really deserve to die! Ji Daoshen secretly hated them.

He was even thinking, if it's really not possible, he will leave the source world when Ji Baiwei grows up. Anyway, as long as the inheritance of the Ji family is still there, he can go to the Demon Realm to meet the ancestor, and he can do business.

As for the future Ji family, it has little to do with him.

Ji Daoshen has stayed in the realm of the third-level holy master for a thousand years, and he only wants to become a military master and live forever.

After all, there is only one martial artist like Han Zhao throughout the ages, what's wrong with being soft?

Live well, not shabby.

While Ji Daoshen was contemplating, Han Zhao was also thinking, if he went back to the past to help warriors defeat the demons, what kind of grandeur would martial arts be like today.

"Han Zhenren, Patriarch..." When Ji's family head rushed to the training room, Han Zhao and Ji Daoshen faced each other without saying a word, and there was a weird silence in the room.

Three months later, Ji Baiwei finally refined the yin qi of the heavenly demon obtained from Han Zhao, completed the transformation of his soul, stabilized the cultivation of the Holy Master Realm, and initially controlled the Ten Kings Nuomian.

During this period, the top five surnames and the top ten rich families all sent people to Ji's house to celebrate Ji Baiwei's advancement to the Holy Master.

At the same time, many people want to visit Han Zhao.

But except for the Heavenly Man and the Holy Master, Han Zhao was gone.

Of course, there are a few people who are old with Han Zhao, regardless of their strength, he has met them all.

Today, in the inner city, Yuzhenfang.

A man and a woman were walking leisurely on the street, both of them looked like young people in their early twenties.

The man has handsome features and dark complexion, and is dressed in a slim blue robe, while the woman has picturesque features and a pretty face.

"Bai Wei, I didn't expect your request to be so simple." The man turned his head to look at the woman holding his arm beside him, with a gentle smile on his face.

"It's not easy to go shopping with Brother Han. The last time we went shopping together was more than 80 years ago." The woman blinked playfully.

The two are obviously Han Zhao and Ji Baiwei after the disguise.

It's easy for high-level practitioners to improve their appearance, not to mention the two of them have outstanding looks.

When Ji Baiwei went out, he joked that she might be unknown, but if Han Zhao didn't show up easily, he would be recognized by others within a hundred steps in the city, which would cause commotion.

Even in Daliang City, the base camp of the family, there are a large number of warriors and a certain scale of warrior forces.

As long as the family has some wealth, they will basically travel thousands of miles to send the younger generation to Qiantian Palace.

Even if there is a junior in the family who is an outer disciple in Qiantian Palace, it will be different in an instant.

It can't be said to walk sideways, but even a wealthy family will have scruples.

Therefore, for warriors, Qiantian Palace is a lighthouse that breaks through the fog of the night in the endless deep sea.

And with Han Zhao's rapid rise like a shooting star, today's Qiantian Palace is in full swing, and Han Zhao is the sun that covers the world.

Along the way, Ji Baiwei bounced around with his hands behind his back, like a girl next door who sympathized with Dou Chukai, shopping with his childhood sweetheart fiancé. When passing by a luxurious restaurant, Ji Baiwei stopped and pointed to the door plate.

"Chang'an Restaurant. Brother Han, isn't this the restaurant you used to live in?"

"Yes." Han Zhao looked at the house number and couldn't help but sigh.

At the beginning, he was chased and killed by the forces of Jiuyou Mansion, Longevity Sect, Murong Family, and Bailingzong, so he had to leave the Nujiao Gang and come to Daliang City to participate in the Zhongzhou Pioneering Trial to prove his worth and get the protection of the Qi family.

"I still remember that time when my cultivation broke through and directly destroyed a yard, the shopkeeper didn't get annoyed, but changed me to a better yard instead." Han Zhao smiled.

"In that case, why don't you go in and sit?" Ji Baiwei suggested.

"Okay." Han Zhao nodded.

The two walked into the restaurant, the hall on the first floor was almost full of people, it was a little noisy, but no one made any noise, even the warriors who drank from big bowls, they only talked in low voices.

Everyone looked at a painting hanging on the wall from time to time, and it was Han Zhao in white clothes.

"Brother Han, look over there!" Ji Baiwei pointed to a picture framed under the portrait.

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you will see all the small mountains"

"——Han Zhao"

Han Zhao raised his brows, this Lu Dahai really knows how to do business, he even hangs his name in the lobby, and he is not afraid that the family will come to his door.

"Brother Han, sit here!" Ji Baiwei came to an empty table near the corner on the first floor, and waved at Han Zhao.

"Han?!"

It seems that the surname 'Han' has some kind of magical power. When the guests who were drinking at first heard the news, many of them subconsciously followed the prestige. After seeing Han Zhao's changed face, they continued to concentrate on drinking.

Before the two of them sat down, a young man in a gray robe with a white cloth scarf on his shoulders greeted him. He looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although he was not very old, there was a shrewdness in his eyes.

Xiao Er quickly wiped the already clean tables and chairs again, and after the two sat down, he asked, "Are the two guest officials going to the top or staying in the hotel?"

"One catty of 'plum stuffed', and four more dishes." Han Zhao said with a smile.

"Plum brew? We don't have this kind of wine in this store." Xiaoer's immature eyes were full of doubts.

"No?" Han Zhao was taken aback.

"Then go to your specialty bar." Ji Bai said with a smile.

"Okay, wait a moment, both of you." Xiaoer said respectfully, and ran to the back kitchen.

After a while, the dishes were served.

"You two, the dishes are ready, please take your time." Xiao Er was about to leave.

"Wait." Ji Baiwei stopped Xiao Er.

"Guest officer, what do you want?" Xiao Er stopped.

"Second brother, I have something to ask you." Ji Bai smiled slyly at Han Zhao.

"You ask." Xiao Er glanced at Ji Baiwei's face, and immediately lowered his head.

"Is the framed calligraphy in your shop really the authentic handwriting of Han Zhenren?" Ji Bai slightly pointed to the calligraphy on the wall.

"Of course!" Xiao Er raised her head subconsciously.

"Guest officer, don't you know that Han Zhenren also had a miserable life before he became a Taoist. Back then, he lived in our shop and accidentally destroyed a yard, but the old shopkeeper didn't ask him to pay for it, but Han Zhenren stayed behind. A calligraphy, as a souvenir."

"I see." Ji Bai nodded slightly, and then asked: "Since it is kept as a souvenir, isn't it good for you to hang it in the hall in such a grandiose manner?"

"More than 30 years ago, our restaurant was taken by a dude from the Li family, and he wanted to steal it. Although the owner of our restaurant was also from a family, he didn't dare to offend the children of the ten rich families. In the end, in desperation, Mr. The shopkeeper can only take out this word."

"At that time, the dude raised his hand to tear up the painting, but was stopped by his fellow guards. Afterwards, an ancestor of the Li family came to apologize and killed the dude on the spot. There was quite a stir."

"The guest officer is not a local. This matter is often mentioned by many warriors now."

"Since that incident, the big boss has directly given the restaurant to the old shopkeeper. After the old shopkeeper passed away, our shopkeeper thought that everyone knew about it, so we put this painting in the hall openly for the sake of coming and going. The warriors look up."

Xiao Er said with a smile.

"Lu Haihai is dead?" Han Zhao was taken aback and blurted out.

"The old shopkeeper is not a warrior. He lived to be one hundred and two years old without any disease and disaster, and passed away in his sleep. He is a truly blessed person." Xiao Er felt that Han Zhao was a little strange, but he still answered his question.

"That's right." Han Zhao came to his senses. For him, more than a hundred years is just a flick of a finger, but for ordinary people, it may be two lifetimes.

Lu Dahai can live to be one hundred and two years old. Among ordinary people in this era, he is a well-deserved celebrity.

Han Zhao just sighed a little, because in his subconscious, Lu Dahai was still alive.

Ji Bai glanced at Han Zhao slightly, then looked at Xiao Er, and asked again: "Could it be that no one has ever doubted the authenticity of this painting?"

"The world is so big, who dares to pretend to be Han Zhenren's calligraphy? Don't you think so?" Xiaoer's eyes were full of longing, and his expression was a little excited.

"That's true!" Ji Bai said with a smile on his face.

"Second brother, go get busy." Han Zhao nodded slightly.

"Come on, the two guests eat first, and call me if you need anything." Xiaoer said respectfully.

"Brother Han, haven't you seen your old friend?"

After drinking for three rounds, Han Zhao got up to leave, and Ji Baiwei followed up, wondering.

"No need." Han Zhao shook his head slightly.

Ji Bai was silent for a moment, grabbed Han Zhao's hand, and said softly, "Brother Han, no matter the vicissitudes of life or the changes in the world, I will be by your side. This time, I will not go with you for the time being, wait See you after you leave the customs."

"Yes." Han Zhao glanced at Ji Bai slightly, and nodded.

After that, Han Zhao stayed in Daliang City for another two months.

Because Ji Baiwei needs to deepen her connection with the ten kings Nuomian, she stays at Ji's family for a while to cultivate.

In order to help Ji Baiwei take control of the ten kings of Nuomian as soon as possible, Han Zhao spared no effort to use his own energy and handed over tens of billions of net worth he had accumulated to Ji Baiwei before leaving Daliang City.

"The man has finally left!"

Seeing the vast and majestic aura coming from the golden light cluster that soared into the sky, the upper echelons of the aristocratic family in Daliang City finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Han Zhao would not kill casually, he has the strength.

The five surnames and the ten rich families check and balance each other, and even high-level soldiers such as soldiers and spirits will abide by the basic rules.

But Han Zhao can ignore everything, as long as he wants, he can attack any family at any time.

Such a person staying under their couches simply makes everyone feel like a thorn in their backs, like a thorn in their throats, making it difficult to sleep or eat.

Now that Han Zhao is finally gone, although he can come back at any time, it can also temporarily relax everyone's tense heartstrings.

After Han Zhao left Daliang City, he went to Bailingzong again, wanting to meet Yu Xuanji, but she went into seclusion again.

After leaving some pills behind, he returned to Qiantian Palace.

After Han Zhao stayed with his family for a while, he finally returned to the inner hall and began to retreat and attack the cave.

This time, the door of the inner hall has not been opened for a full hundred years.

PS: I took a day off and applied some medicine, I felt much better, I should have gone to the hospital a long time ago, as expected, I can’t hide my illness from the doctor