Looking at this, Han Ming seemed to have returned to the day when the Lingwu Master blew himself up.

The face is full of helplessness, and the anger of the whole heart. That kind of sadness after surviving, this kind of emotion was entangled in Han Ming's heart, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time. Seemingly, that's all he's been through.

Han Ming thought about it for a long time before nodding silently, as if he had agreed to all this.

Zifeng Immortal Jun smiled sincerely, continued to look at the freeze-frame picture from afar, and said, "There is also a memory fragment, which is in the Tower of Babel. But that will be something you can only get before you go to your fairy realm, and it is also a gift I have prepared for you. Han Ming, remember. Sometimes, you are the Purple Maple Immortal!"

Sometimes, Han Ming already knew when it was.

Han Ming, who had been silent for a long time, nodded solemnly, and said, "I know, I understand!"

"It's good to understand, it's good to understand. Let's go, the Four Holy Immortal Monarchs are not only your subordinates, but also your friends, treat them well. Be careful of that girl from Suzaku, she might like you!" Zifeng Immortal Jun sighed and looked at Han Ming with a strange smile.

Han Ming couldn't help but grin, and said with great interest: "No, it should be you, Purple Feng Immortal Monarch!"

Zifeng Immortal Jun shook his head lightly, and said with deep meaning: "I, isn't it you? When is it, you can find the Four Saints!"

"Whoosh" Han Ming suddenly jumped out of his memory and returned to the cave.

The second memory inheritance benefited Han Ming a lot. Now, Han Ming is not only Han Ming, he is also the Purple Maple Immortal Monarch. The hatred that had already disappeared in his body couldn't help but have another one.

The Four Saints looked at Han Ming with some expectation, and asked cautiously, "Immortal Monarch, how are you?"

Han Ming smiled mildly and said, "It's okay, everything that should be known is already known." Thank you, Four Saints!"

When he heard this, Qinglong's tears flowed out of the dragon's eyes. They have forgotten how many years they haven't heard of this sentence of the Four Saints, and they have almost forgotten it.

Suzaku also had tears in his eyes and hugged Han Ming in his arms.

Feeling the strangeness on his chest, Han Ming's complexion was also a little unnatural. It seems that it is really like what Purple Maple Immortal Jun said, Suzaku likes himself a little. Who called him, Purple Maple Immortal Monarch!

After the Four Sages and Han Ming Han Ming had been Han Ming for a while, Han Ming suddenly thought of something and asked, "Four Sages, do you know what the head of all beasts is? I need the blood of all beasts now, but I don't know what it is?"

"The head of all beasts? It stands to reason that the dragon clan should be the head of all beasts, but there are also some desolate alien species, so it is not clear what the head of all beasts is. Why are you asking this?" Qinglong was not so sure about this question. After all, the head of all beasts, he had never heard of any divine beast receiving such an honor.

Han Ming smiled helplessly: "It's all because of the exercises I cultivated, but now I need a kind of blood of ten thousand beasts as an introduction to reach the next level." This really bothers me!"

Qinglong discussed with White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu for a while, and then said uncertainly: "If you talk about the head of ten thousand beasts, I can give it a try after the four of them are combined." Why don't I combine the four of us and take out three pieces of essence blood, can you try it?"

"Then, will you be okay?" Han Ming was immediately moved, but thought that they would have some surprises because of this, such as something bad for their health.

After all, Han Ming couldn't owe them so much friendship.

Qinglong shook his head nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, our divine beast only needs to sleep peacefully for a few days, and it won't be a big problem." It's not a big deal to give it a try anyway, you wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four saints in front of Han Ming suddenly fused together, and the golden, white, red, and gray lights flickered, illuminating the entire cave, even brighter than those night pearls.

Not long after, standing in front of Han Ming was a four-dislike.

He has horns on his head and dragon scales on his body. The head is the head of a white tiger, with two wings of a red bird on its body, and four claws on its lower body like Xuanwu, which looks even more powerful.

Not only that, but even the voice has become more majestic.

"Immortal Monarch, you can take blood now!" After fusing together, the four dislikes said to Han Ming easily.

Han Ming nodded secretly, and the peerless sword appeared instantly, cutting through a small bloody hole. The essence blood on the four bodies spurted out three drops at once and flew in front of Han Ming.

The four who were taken out of their essence and blood were not like them, and some of them sat weakly and paralyzed.

Han Ming put away the essence blood, hurriedly supported him, and asked anxiously, "Do you have any problems?" or I will return the essence blood to you!"

Si didn't like a far-fetched smile, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Just practice for a few days, if you go to get another memory fragment one day, you must remember to tell us in advance, we have something good for you!"

Han Ming looked at him strangely and asked curiously, "Oh, I should be there soon, don't worry! By the way, what is a good thing, can you tell me in advance?"

"You'll know then, you'd better experiment here now to see if it's the blood of all beasts. If not, let's think of another way, I'll rest for a while!"

Without saying a word, Han Ming began to take out a drop of the blood of ten thousand beasts and swallow it into his mouth, trying to open the fourth layer of the Heaven Devouring Record.

But after waiting for a long time, there is still no way to turn it on. After trying for a long time, there was still no movement, and now Han Ming was also a little lost and helpless.

Just when he wanted to give up, two drops of essence blood in his hand suddenly drilled into his mind.

After that, the fourth layer of the Sky Devouring Record in his mind slowly opened.

"Cover the sky!" The two eye-catching big words suddenly appeared in Han Ming's mind. Before he could figure out what was going on, some even more bizarre words were imprinted in his mind.

"The path of devouring the sky is divided into three. First, refine oneself in order to cover the sky. Second, to create oneself in order to steal the sky. Third, devouring oneself in order to devour the sky. Three roads are divided into four, each with its own mystery!"

"Cover the sky, avoid the edge of the sky, and keep the light obscure. Body, soul, and spirit, the three refinements are one. It can become the realm of covering the sky, covering the sky, and waiting for the refining of qi. The so-called devouring the sky, one step at a time!"

Suddenly, in Han Ming's mind, another man appeared, holding a hundred-meter axe, chopping the heavens and the earth. Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed, and the heaven and earth were handed over. Although the heavens and the earth were split open, the man also dissipated.

In the end, a secret book fell from the sky, which was the Sky Eater.

Han Ming was shocked and wanted to quit from this picture, but he couldn't.

A moment later, I saw the man who had just split the sky. Holding a book of exercises in his hand, read it carefully. Looking at the sky from time to time, gesturing from time to time, it finally evolved into the last scene.

Heaven and earth are exchanged for yin and yang, and the stars fall.

Han Ming, just like that man, sat there for a long time. He also held a scroll of exercises in his hand and sat quietly in the original.

And the scenery around him has also become a big cocoon. Han Ming was surrounded by this, holding the exercises in his hand, and beside him was a 100-meter mighty axe, just like that man, sitting quietly.

Suddenly, Han Ming raised his big axe.

Towards the dark place around him, he slashed hard. Who knows, at this moment, the heavens, the earth and the stars are changing, and the sun, moon, flowers and plants are born. Some strange people appeared out of nowhere, chirping around Han Ming. Not only that, but various mountains and rivers also suddenly appeared, as if all this was Han Ming's doing.

Before Han Ming could be happy, the scene returned to the mirror of the Great Han Splitting the Sky again.

"There are three thousand ways of heaven, and all of them can be proven. There are 30,000 humanitarians, and each piece can lead to heaven. The so-called cultivation is really the cultivation of the mind. If the heart is supreme, there is no word. If the mind has no root, it is the fruit of the Tao. The road to devouring the sky, called devouring the sky, is actually opening the sky!"

After a mysterious word appeared, Han Ming, who had a calm look in his eyes, suddenly became quiet.

Without saying a word, meditate quietly in place. Those strange words and mirrors in his mind were slowly changing him, and at this moment, Han Ming's body was even more strange.

His soul, divine sense, including mana, etc., all quietly appeared outside his body. Slowly weaving Han Ming's body into a huge cocoon, as if he wanted to trap himself in it.

Until a long time, a long time later.

The white cocoon blocked Han Mingwei from the inside and outside, and outsiders couldn't see what was inside. Han Ming, on the other hand, was in a never-ending silence and silence, as if he was dead.

Suzaku had been waiting by Han Ming's side for two years, and today he said to himself as usual: "Immortal Jun, what kind of exercises are you cultivating?

Qinglong hurriedly reprimanded in a low voice: "Third sister, don't disturb Xianjun, be quiet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light suddenly appeared from Han Ming's cocoon.

The red light is getting stronger and brighter. Not only did it shine on the entire cave, but it also pierced the eyes of the four saints. Just as the Four Holy Immortal Monarchs were wondering, suddenly an explosion echoed throughout the cave.

"Bang ~~~~~~!" ~ "Bang ~~~~~~!"

After two explosions, the red light slowly disappeared. There was smoke in the place where Han Ming was, and Suzaku hurriedly shook off the smoke with his hand, only to find that Han Ming's face was ruddy, and he was meditating in place with smooth breathing.

It's just that what is strange is that Han Ming's hair turned red.

That kind of red, it's a weird red. It is very different from Suzaku's fiery redness, Han Ming's red hair makes people feel shocking at a glance, and even worse, they will go deep into it and can't extricate themselves.

One day a month later, Han Ming finally felt a trace of turmoil, and his eyes slowly opened.

Han Ming, who opened his eyes, looked straight to the outside of the Purple Maple Mountain Range. If you look at it casually, you can see what is going on within a hundred miles. However, this situation only happened once, and it took Han Ming's concentration to see it later. Just when Han Ming wanted to investigate his own cultivation, he found something strange.