"Of course, I have been trapped in the semi-saint realm for thousands of years. If I get the Holy Spirit Orb, I may still have a chance to take that step."
"It seems that we must get this Holy Tomb."
"On our own, even if we find the Holy Tomb, we may not be able to open it." Ouyang Xun shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"We will consider these things later. The first priority now is to find the location of the Holy Tomb." Han Yi stood up, "This matter should be discussed with Senior Jin Jia."
"I have no objection. The Holy Spirit Bead is useless to his puppet body anyway."
Han Yi nodded, raised his hand to make the secret, moved his lips slightly, and a dozen characters were formed.
"go."
With a shout, the dozen characters turned into a spiritual light and shot into the distance. After a while, the space in the courtyard fluctuated slightly, and a golden-armored guard wrapped in golden light stepped out of the void.
"Boy Han, are you calling me here in such a hurry? What happened?" The golden-armored guard glanced at Ouyang Xun, then looked at Han Yi and asked.
"There is indeed something important that I need to discuss with you, Senior Jin Jia." Han Yi extended his hand, "Senior Jin Jia, let's sit down and talk."
After the golden-armored guard sat down, Han Yicai said slowly.
"Senior Ouyang has a treasure map in his hand, which points to a tomb buried deep in the Xueming Mountains, so I asked Senior Jinjia to come over and take a closer look."
"What tombs? At our level, ordinary tombs are not very attractive to us." The golden-armored guard said disapprovingly.
"Senior, are you interested in the collection of the Holy Tomb?"
"What?" The golden-armored guard stood up in shock, "What did you just say, the Holy Tomb?"
"Yes." Han Yi nodded seriously. The golden-armored guard looked at Ouyang Xun again. He saw that the other person's face was serious and he didn't mean to joke at all, so he completely believed it in his heart.
The golden-armored guard raised his hand and an invisible spiritual barrier enveloped the three of them.
"There is a formation outside, so why bother?" Ouyang Xun said dissatisfied.
"The relationship between the Holy Tomb and the Holy Tomb is of great importance, so it's okay to be cautious." The golden-armored guard sat down solemnly, "Can you take out the treasure map and take a look?"
"You have nothing to do." Ouyang Xun turned his hands, and a white jade box appeared. He tapped the top of the jade box a few times with his fingers, and the lid of the jade box popped open with a bang.
There was a map drawn on an unknown animal skin placed in the jade box. The golden-armored guard carefully took out the map and unfolded it on the stone table. Looking carefully, he could vaguely make out that what was drawn on the map was a huge and continuous road.
Mountains, in the center of the mountains, draw a red dot with two small seal characters "Tiangang" next to it.
"Tiangang? What does this mean?" The golden-armored guard didn't know what he meant.
"Tiangang is a title." Ouyang Xun explained, "Tens of thousands of years ago, the Tiangang Supreme Saint was the powerful ruler of the Eastern Demon Territory, but later the power he established seemed to be dismantled, and he didn't know it.
Whereabouts. Now it seems that he was seriously injured in that battle. After escaping, he knew that there was no way to save him, so he chose his graveyard deep in the Xueming Mountains."
"Tiangang Supreme Saint, I wonder what laws he practices?" the golden-armored guard murmured.
"As far as I know, this Tiangang Supreme Saint is a sword cultivator, and he most likely practices the law of gold."
Upon hearing Ouyang Xun's words, the golden-armored guard's eyes lit up.
"I want his holy body."
"I want the Holy Spirit Bead."
"No, two seniors, you have taken away the most precious things, so what else do I have?" Han Yi smiled bitterly.
"Boy Han, you seem to be practicing swordsmanship yourself." Ouyang Xun glanced at Han Yi lightly, "The Supreme Sage of Tiangang is also a swordsman. I think he will definitely leave a legacy of swordsmanship. That is the most important thing to you.
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"That's right." The golden-armored guard actually agreed with Ouyang Xun, "Both the Holy Spirit Pearl and the Holy Body are useless to you."
"Okay, okay, I won't rob you." Han Yi looked at the two old guys speechlessly, "Besides, even if I want to rob, I have to be able to rob you."
"Hehe, I guess you are self-aware." The golden-armored guard smiled proudly.
"Then what are you going to do next? Tianque City should have gotten the news that I'm in Biluo City by now." Ouyang Xun looked at Han Yi and asked.
"It will take some time for their people to come over. I plan to control Tianmu City, Ice and Snow City, Wolong City, Fengwang City, Tieshi City and Huangming City before they arrive. Only in this way can we have the confidence to
Deal with Tianque City."
"Well, it seems that you are not arrogant enough to fight against Tianque City with the strength of a city." Ouyang Xun nodded.
"Senior Ouyang, Tianque City is here because of you. I don't think you will stand idly by as we conquer the six cities."
"You brat, you don't have to do this with me. When it's time to take action, I will take action myself."
"With your words, I feel relieved, kid."
"Senior Jinjia, how far have you recovered from your injuries?" Han Yi looked at the Jinjia guard on the other side.
The golden-armored guard moved his newly repaired right arm, the spiritual patterns flashed, and the flowing spiritual power seemed not so smooth.
"The arm has barely been completely repaired, but the full strength cannot be used yet. It should only be able to use about 80% of its combat power now. Don't worry, even if it only has 80% of its combat power, it will still be no problem to deal with an ordinary Half-Saint."
Han Yi nodded, having no doubts about the self-confidence of the golden-armored guard. He knew that the predecessor of the golden-armored guard was a truly holy and powerful man, and was later refined into a puppet after his death. With his understanding of the power of the law,
And its use, its combat power definitely surpasses those of the so-called semi-saints.
"Okay, now that you have decided on the next plan, I will go back to heal my injuries first, and let me know when you need me."
The golden-armored guard stood up, stepped into the void, and disappeared.
"Senior Ouyang, this junior will also leave first."
"Go ahead."
After Han Yi left the courtyard where Ouyang Xun practiced in seclusion, he returned to his residence. After turning on all the formations, he entered the space-time illusion mirror space.
In the illusion mirror space, Hu Yanqing and Mei Kui divided the three thousand teenagers into two groups, and each led one group for training. Mei Kui was responsible for teaching assassination techniques, while Hu Yanqing was responsible for teaching combat skills.
Han Yi did not hesitate to go to the Chongxiu City in person. In addition to saving Hu Yanqing, more importantly, he wanted Hu Yanqing to teach these three thousand young men how to fight. Hu Yanqing's reputation as the Emperor's Killer was definitely well-deserved, and Han Yi saw his fighting skills.
Among the monks who have passed through the Spirit Emperor stage, he is definitely one of the best.
Looking at the three thousand young men who were cultivating seriously, Han Yi looked quite satisfied. But when he saw a certain thin figure, a trace of undetectable distress flashed across Han Yi's face.
That thin figure was clearly Han Yutong. Han Yutong was quite talented in spiritual cultivation, but such hard training was indeed too difficult for girls.
"It seems that I should consider letting her try another way."
After murmuring in a low voice, Han Yi's body flashed with light and he quietly left the illusion mirror space. Appearing in his training room, Han Yi raised his hand and sent out a spiritual sound transmission.
After waiting for a while, a snow-white figure walked into the courtyard, passed through the passage of the formation light curtain, and came to Han Yi.
"Master, what orders do you have from me?" The person who came was Shangguan Xue'er. In exchange for saving Shangguan Xing's life, Han Yi asked her to swear allegiance to him.
"How is your father's recovery from his injury?" Han Yi looked at Shangguan Xue'er and saw that her face was rosy and not haggard and sad, so he guessed that Shangguan Xing's injury must have improved.
"Thank you for your concern, Master. Most of my father's injuries have recovered. He will be fully recovered in another month at most." Shangguan Xueer replied expressionlessly.
"Yes." Han Yi nodded, "Are you proficient in seal arts?"
"Yes." Although she didn't know why Han Yi suddenly asked this, Shangguan Xueer still answered honestly.
"Very well, now I have a task to teach you."
Han Yi called Shangguan Xueer over, naturally to ask her to teach Han Yutong the art of sealing. Han Yi didn't want Han Yutong to become an assassin in the future. The most he could do was let her control the intelligence agency, so that he wouldn't be in danger.
After taking Shangguan Xueer into the illusion mirror space and handing Han Yutong into her hands, Han Yi withdrew again.
He doesn't have much time to pay attention to the cultivation of three thousand young people now. The troops from Tianque City will arrive in the near future. Before that, he must clear other obstacles.
Han Yi calmed down his mood, took out the alchemy furnace, and was refining alchemy while waiting for news about Chen Songyue. The entire Biluo City was mobilized, and it would not take long for news to come.
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Deep in the Xueming Mountains, a group of hundreds of people were stepping on the snow, one step deeper and one shallower.
In the middle of the team, there are two people wearing white cloaks, but the clothes under the cloaks are a little thin. One has gray hair and some growth on his face. He looks like an old man. The other has a strong build and a resolute face.
There is a majesty without anger in his eyes, which makes people dare not look directly.
"Second uncle, how far are we from Yaoming Valley?" The muscular middle-aged man asked the old man beside him.
The old man looked up at the surrounding peaks and compared it with the terrain marked on the map in his memory before he said.
"We should be there in three days' journey."
These two people are naturally Liu Tianci, the master of the Golden Knife Sect, and Liu Er, the great elder. Before Biluo City was closed, they led the team into the Xueming Mountains and traveled all the way. After walking for more than half a month, they finally approached Yaoming.
river valley.
"Cheer up, everyone. In three days, we will reach Yaoming Valley."
Liu Tianci's voice spread in the silent mountain forest, and the hundreds of disciples of the Golden Sword Sect who were traveling with him secretly let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
"Nothing happened for more than half a month. It seems that those people knew that the sect master was traveling with us and were afraid." A disciple whispered.
"That's natural. They're just some young people. Of course they were frightened and ran away when they saw the sect master."
Another disciple smiled proudly, but his laughter suddenly stopped the next moment. Hey, whose body is that? In the last consciousness of the disciple, he only saw a headless corpse lying on the snow.
In the middle, the blood dyed the vast white snow red. (To be continued)