Regarding the method of the Demon Gate, Han Ming was still a little repulsed in his heart. After all, Han Ming had also heard a little about the murderous sexlessness of the Demon Gate people.

But now that the Heaven Devouring Record is this method, then Han Ming won't be able to stop practicing it. It's a big deal that I don't use these two methods myself, and it's not impossible to use them as a means to save my life.

After thinking about it, Han Ming began to look at the two methods carefully. After opening, he took a deep breath and began to cultivate.

"This method is a little more domineering, and you really want to use this method to touch the other party's flesh. The Body Eater Technique can absorb his cultivation, and the Soul Eater is to suck his soul into his own body by himself!" After reading this method, Han Ming knew the domineering and strong nature of this Soul Eater and Body Eater Technique.

But no matter what the method, no matter how much it goes against the sky, there is always a limit to cultivation. If the other party's cultivation is too much higher than your own, then not only will you not be able to devour, but you will also be counterattacked.

According to the exercises of the two methods, Han Ming began to cultivate slowly. The Soul Eater is to store all the refined souls in his own right hand, and then seal the right hand with spiritual power and divine sense.

When using the Soul Eater Hand, the spiritual power and divine consciousness are unsealed, and one's own soul begins to launch a soul attack on the opponent's soul and absorbs the opponent's soul.

Even encountering a person with a strong soul can traumatize his soul.

The phage technique is simpler, but it is to practice a small cyclone in the body, and when attacking, as long as you take out a little spiritual power to drill into the cyclone, you can use the phage technique when controlling the spiritual power that enters the cyclone.

After the second layer of soul refining was successful, this cultivation of the Body Eating Technique and the Soul Eater was much simpler, and it was all practiced in a few days.

"The Soul Eater and Body Phage have been practiced, and they have one more means. Now there is still a lot of spiritual power in the body, so we must quickly break through the ranks to improve our cultivation. Looking at the still majestic spiritual power in his body, Han Ming felt that it was time to start breaking through the ranks.

Now Han Ming's cultivation is in the early stage of foundation building, and now he can advance to the middle stage of foundation building first.

And this time it was easy to break the rank, but he controlled the spiritual power of his whole body to continue to swim towards the Lingdu acupoint in his body, and then returned to the dantian. As long as the dantian can become bigger and bigger, and the more spiritual power it carries, the higher the cultivation that can be improved.

Han Ming controlled the majestic spiritual power and slowly swam around his body, and when he wanted to enter the dantian, he found that his dantian was still too small, so he continued to swim around.

In this way, Han Ming also forgot how many laps he swam. I only know that I wander again and again, but every time the dantian can't carry the rest of the spiritual power.

Until the last time he swam, the remaining spiritual power all burrowed into Han Ming's dantian. At this time, the dantian slowly shrunk, shrunk, and became a gray round pill.

Seeing this, Han Ming's eyes were full of excitement: "Fake Dan Stage, I actually reached the Fake Dan Stage directly!" Looking at this gray round pill in his body, Han Ming naturally recognized that this was the fake pill of the Fake Dan stage.

Today's Han Ming is not the rookie who has just entered the cultivation realm, since he has the Lingwu Master by his side, as long as Han Ming doesn't understand, he can ask the Lingwu Master. And the Venerable Lingwu also knows everything, and his words are endless.

Han Ming withdrew his divine sense from his body at this time and slowly opened his eyes. I felt that everything in front of me didn't seem to be so simple, my eyes were empty, and my divine consciousness didn't retreat until about sixty miles.

Han Ming nodded with satisfaction and muttered to himself: "The original divine consciousness can only stretch to more than ten miles, and now it can reach more than sixty miles. It seems that the divine consciousness that has been improved in the early stage of this fake pill is really not a little bit!"

At this time, it had been a year and a half since Han Ming came out of the Tiangang Gate. Han Ming said at the time that it would be about two years, and now Han Ming should have more than half a year.

"It seems that I should go back to see my old mother, I don't know 、、、、 hey!" Han Ming thought of his mother, sighed lightly, and stopped talking.

The Venerable Master Lingwu once said that those who cultivate the truth should cut off the family affection in the earth. But Han Ming really couldn't do it, he couldn't forget the person who depended on him for his life.

Han Ming seemed to be determined to do something, and said arrogantly: "Okay, I'll go back and see what about it?" by the way, go back to the Wu family and let them see what kind of realm I, Han Ming, have reached now." And the two guys who robbed my ginseng back then, Kunlun Sword Sect, hum!"

Thinking of the Wu family, Han Ming had a fierce face. Thinking of the two people who snatched his ginseng back then, Han Ming felt a sense of killing in his heart. Maybe if it weren't for the two of them, Han Ming wouldn't have fallen into the abyss and wouldn't have the current cultivation.

But what if he died? If there was no Lingwu Master, what would his mother be like? Han Ming didn't dare to think so, not to mention that he still remembered the Wu family's fault.

After thinking about it, Han Ming walked out of the stone gate and out of the cave. The golden token flew out of it with a whoosh and fell into Han Ming's hand. Han Ming smiled and put the token into his Dragon Soul Ring and looked around.

This is the first time in a year and a half that Han Ming has come out and felt the temperature of the sun for the first time.

"Mother, I'm here to see you!Wu family, I'm Han Ming back!" Han Ming looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and the Black Soul Sword instantly stepped under his feet and flew in the direction of home.

Now the spiritual power in Han Ming's body can be said to be dozens of times that of the early stage of foundation building, and it is easier to fly, and it is not so cumbersome to meditate once in half an hour.

Han Ming had been flying for half a day at this time, and he didn't feel strange or tired at all.

Thinking that he would be able to see his mother in a while, Han Ming's heart was about to move, and he flew even harder. Finally, after a day of Han Ming's rapid flight, he finally returned to the home he was back then.

But when I saw the house I used to live in again, I was surprised to find that the thatched house was gone. It became a thriving street, and the thatched house became a mansion.

Han Ming found a place where there was no one and slowly fell, and looked at the people around him, and he didn't feel strange. It's just that I feel strange about my mother's whereabouts, when the Lingwu Venerable gave his mother Han Ling'er the creation, but he still has a few more decades of life, and it is not a problem to live to be more than a hundred years old.

But I've only been out for a few years, why is everything like this?

Han Ming walked towards the mansion with a gloomy face, but he saw a plaque on the mansion "Wu Mansion".

"Hmph, Wu Mansion Wu Mansion, Wu Mansion again. There are really a lot of people with the surname Wu in this world!" Han Ming thought sarcastically, and went directly past the Wu Mansion to enter, completely ignoring the two little guys who were guarding the door in front of the door.

The two little guys looked at Han Ming's eyebrows and eyes, wearing Taoist robes, thinking that they were those who cultivated the truth. didn't stop them much, after all, their master was a monk, and he was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, which was already very powerful in their eyes!

After Han Ming entered this Wu Mansion, several divine senses suddenly flew to watch Han Ming. Han Ming snorted coldly, and those who observed Han Ming with their divine sense all snorted, it seemed that they had suffered a lot of injuries.

After a while, I saw a young man wearing a Taoist robe and a flying sword on his back appear, clenching his fists, just about to say something. There was an expression of wonder and surprise on his face.

And Han Ming also recognized this person, he was the second brother who insulted him in the Wu family back then, Wu Tian.

Looking at the familiar person in front of him, Han Ming didn't have so much hatred in his heart. But after all, he still had to know his mother's whereabouts, and asked in a lukewarm voice, "Where is my mother?"

Wu Tian looked at the person in front of him, the waste materials that were driven out by the family in the past, and now he can't see through it, and he can't help but smile bitterly. Hearing Han Ming's question, with sadness in his eyes, he said, "Aunt and father are buried!"

"What, burial? What the hell is going on?" After Han Ming heard about the burial, his heart suddenly ached like a knife, and then he asked fiercely.

Wu Tian looked at Han Ming and recalled: "After you left, my father has been living in guilt. Three years later, my father contracted a strange illness and was stranded in the same place. Later, I found my aunt and wanted to connect my aunt to the house, but my aunt didn't want to go back no matter what, so she had to be here.

My father renovated this place and lived a good life here with my aunt. And at that time, I also went to the Kunlun Sword Sect to practice, until a month ago, my father and aunt both passed away. When I heard the news, I hurried here and found that my father and aunt had been buried ,,,, a few days ago!"

Hearing this, Han Ming felt that his head was suddenly dizzy, and he took three or four steps back, the tears in his eyes suddenly fell, and he said in a low voice: "Mother, the child is not filial, unfilial!"

Suddenly, Han Ming looked at Wu Tian fiercely, and asked word by word, "What you said is the truth?"

"Wu Ming, if you don't believe it, I'll let you check my memory!" Wu Tian smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and there was no longer spiritual power around his body, which was to let go of all spiritual power and divine consciousness to protect and let Han Ming search his memory.

Han Ming roared in a low voice: "Don't call me Wu Ming, I'm Han Ming!" When he saw Wu Tian like this, Han Ming didn't say a word, and immediately began to search for Wu Tian's memory, and it was exactly as Wu Tian said.

"Wu Tian, then why did my mother die, and why did she die?" Han Ming's face was gloomy, and he was extremely angry and sad when he thought of his mother's death, not to mention that according to his mother's lifespan, there should be several decades left.

Wu Tian shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I don't know, even my father died inexplicably." I was also a little suspicious when I heard that my father and aunt died, but I looked at the bodies of my father and aunt without any scars, and my appearance was very peaceful!"

Just when Han Ming was confused, Xiao Hei suddenly spoke: "Boss, I feel a little bloody feeling here. And it seems that it took countless killings to achieve such blood. ”

"What, where is the smell of blood?" Han Ming heard the blood, and his uneasy feelings spread in the bottom of his heart, and he hurriedly asked.

Xiao Hei's little nose sniffed again, pointed to the inner room, and said, "You keep going there, I'll continue to sense it." ”

"Yes. After Han Ming agreed, he walked directly to the inner room.

Wu Tian thought that Han Ming was going to worship his father and aunt, so he didn't say anything, and followed him into the inner room.