On the shore of Stormwind City, there were more than 100 undead bones piled up, and Qing Ling collected the pale white beads in each corpse bone skull under the puzzled eyes of everyone. Putting it into the ring, it seemed that she was very interested in these beads.

"What are you collecting these for?" Han Bing finally couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing, just a hobby. Qingling's tone was flat, and she said without raising her head.

"Whatever you want. Han Bing glanced at her and sighed lightly.

"I can feel that in this sea, the hidden power is far more than just these undead!" Qingling faced the black sea water, and after a long time, she said to Han Bing, after speaking, she shook her head, ignored Han Bing's reaction, and walked straight into the distance.

In the meeting hall of the Fengshen Tower, Han Bing sat in the first seat, Liu Yue took out a roll of parchment and said respectfully:

"Master, after the elder's proposal, I have studied it and plan to establish a new Pill Hall, Refining Hall, Discipline Hall, and Formation Hall in the Fengshen Sect......

"Dan Yao Tang?" Han Bing was stunned.

"Yes, the disciple has been paying attention to Wang Qian's actions these days, and the disciple believes that she is capable of taking on the role of hall master, as long as we explore her potential well, it will have a great effect on the development of my Divine Sect in the future. When the Pill Hall is officially established, we will also discover more and more disciples with the talent of medicine refining to join it. What do you think?"

"Well, I don't have an opinion. Han Bing nodded.

"What about the other new halls?" Liu Yue smiled.

"Yes, just do as you say. Han Bing said.

After Liu Yue retreated, Han Bing came to the second floor space of the Sealing God Tower, where the concentration of aura in the air was much stronger than before, thanks to the mineral source that Han Bing had buried here many years ago. Now, around the mineral source, small spiritual veins have slowly grown, and in this relatively limited cultivation space, the effect is extremely good.

Han Bing's divine sense probed into the ground, felt the growth of the spirit mine, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, after a while, the concentration of spiritual energy here would definitely reach a very considerable level.

Since the disciples were busy building fortifications, there were no disciples in the second-floor space at this time, and there were not a few spiritual monks of the Fengshen Sect.

In the center of the venue, at the door of the attic, an old man guarding the pavilion is guarding the tower gate. In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the amount of scriptures is already very rich, and most of these classics come from the Zhao family.

"My subordinates have seen the sect master!" The old man who guarded the pavilion saw Han Bing coming over, and hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"How is the Jade Jian manuscript organized?" Han Bing asked.

"Hui Sect Master, all of them have been classified and counted, and the seal of the sect has been added, so that the disciples can choose and comprehend at any time. The old man said respectfully.

Han Bing nodded, walked into the Scripture Pavilion, looked at the neat rows of jade slips and parchment scrolls on the shelves in front of him, and sighed in his heart. It used to be empty, but now it has a bit of a sectarian appearance.

Han Bing finished inspecting the lower floors, and finally came to the fifth floor of the Fengshen Tower, transforming into a metaverse. In recent days, he often felt that his cultivation had faintly increased, and this was also expected by him, the first seal of the ice soul was unlocked, and his cultivation increased as if it was natural and natural.

In a stone room in the Transformation Yuan Space, Han Bing took out the spirit stone and arranged a five-rank spirit gathering formation. Then he sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, and a strong spiritual power emerged in the formation.

Within Han Bing's sea of knowledge, a small filament of black mist slowly squirmed, and this filament was the resentful aura that spread out as the first seal of the ice was unsealed. At this time, the filament was completely wrapped by Han Bing's spiritual power, so that it could not spread out, and every once in a while, he needed to strengthen his spiritual power, although this filament was small, it gave him an extremely uneasy feeling.

Han Bing had tried to refine it several times, but in the end they all failed. Every time Han Bing's divine sense was facing these filaments, he felt that his mind was in a trance.

The Spirit Gathering Formation continuously transmitted spiritual power outward, all of which was absorbed by Han Bing's body, and Han Bing's cultivation began to slowly improve.

Zhao Guo, because of the bizarre disappearance of the Fengshen Sect, caused an uproar, and the monks from all walks of life discussed and had different opinions, but after a long time, the conclusion began to be unified, that is, the Fengshen Sect was completely wiped out by the Xiuzhen Alliance. After all, on today's Fengshen Mountain, there have been monks from the alliance stationed for many years. Even, it is said that Mu Qingying, the princess of the Alliance, also lives in Fengshen Mountain.

After all, the Zhao Kingdom was so weak that even the Xiuzhen Alliance refused to establish a branch here thousands of years ago, preferring to forget about this land.

Mu Qingying used almost all methods to find Han Bing's whereabouts, and even used the secret technique of the alliance, however, the hundreds of disciples of the entire Fengshen Sect seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news.

The Zhao family has been greatly damaged, and the whole family is filled with a gloomy and sad atmosphere. All the monks who had come to the aid had already left, and the courtyard of Nuoda was suddenly deserted.

In the land of the fire abyss, on a suspended bluestone platform, the young Zhao Yue held the jade slip in her hand, and her hand trembled violently because of anger. The death of his father, the fall of most of the family elders, and the strength of the Zhao family is not one in ten. She had to read the news in the jade slip almost every day to remember her hatred for Han Bing.

Her hair was unkempt, the clothes on her body were also dirty, the injuries in her body were getting worse and worse, and even the meridians were seriously damaged, and the pain caused by the fire poison in her body had far exceeded the cold poison. Ravaged by ice and fire, she is now unrecognizable, and she no longer has the lovely face she used to be.

After a long time, she put away the jade slip, staggered to her feet, and controlled the stone platform in the direction of the depths of the fire abyss, and went a little deeper. As she went deeper, waves of fire rushed to her face, scorching her whole body.

"Han Bing, I have all this thanks to you, one day, I must get it back tenfold. Zhao Yue's voice was scathing, lingering in the blazing air above the abyss for a long time. She couldn't imagine how she would feel if one day, the ancestor of the Zhao family, who had gone out to find the Tao many years ago, returned and saw the tragic situation of the Zhao family now.

According to the records in the Zhao family's classics, in the very center of the fire abyss, there is a legend that there is an adult fire element spirit old monster, Zhao Yue's heart has been completely occupied by revenge, the old monster fire element essence she can't deal with, if she can catch a juvenile fire element essence, she still has a slim chance......

The Fire Yuan Essence will only move in the deepest part of the Fire Abyss, and in the eyes of ordinary monks, even in the eyes of fire monks, it is an extremely terrifying existence.