The white-robed Han An casually suppressed the tentacle demon whose state was not much stronger than Han Ping, and ingested it into the payment ring and no longer cared about its life or death.

He squatted beside Han Ping, and took out a crystal clear pill with a strong breath of life in his backhand, which was a holy healing pill refined from more than a dozen wooden glass beads as big as Tao Xintong. The vitality is pure, the flesh and bones are just a trivial matter, as long as there is still a breath, you can snatch people from the hands of Lord Yama!

After Reading Lang gently put the pill into Han Ping's bloody and blurred mouth, he let out a long sigh and said, "You, you are the most lifeless one, the two of us are going to break our hearts for you every day!"

The white-robed Han An glanced at the little girl who was sitting outside the door and accompanied Tao Xintong, who was still asleep, crying convulsively. Then he said: "Now with the addition of the little sister, you said that you are usually so taciturn, how can you be a reckless man who can't pull back ten cows when you fight!"

Han Ping, whose injuries all over his body were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, forcibly moved his body against the wall, grinning with his teeth in pain: "Why don't you let my little sister in." ”

"You are injured like this, if I let my little sister in, with my little sister's crying nature, I can't coax it well for half a day?"

"It's still what you think. No, why don't you just let her follow up?"

"I don't want to let her see you one last time if it's too late. The white-robed Han An smiled.

"Sure enough, I have a sword, and his face is not as good as your scholar's mouth!" Han Ping stretched out his finger with difficulty and smiled and nodded at the guy who was squatting in front of him.

"You lie down and recover from your injuries. I'm going to see the idol. Han An said, got up and walked to the corner, picking up the statue of the god Hebo that had fallen aside during the battle.

The original half-gold and half-black color of the idol has disappeared, and it has become an ordinary clay statue without divinity. Only the Heluo book held by the god statue is still warm and bright.

Han An took the book from the idol's hand, opened it and looked at it carefully. I saw that the long scroll of the book was densely covered with complex lines and obscure words, vast and complicated.

Han An suddenly became fascinated, and after a long time, he gently closed the Heluo book, and his mouth was full of admiration! "The water situation map of the Yellow River from top to bottom for tens of thousands of miles and countless surrounding rivers, large and small! Such great achievements, remarkable!

After the white-robed reader solemnly put the projection of Heluo's book back into the hand of the clay statue, he took a few steps back and gently brushed off the dust on his body. "The wind of the gentleman is high and the water is long! Hou Sheng Han'an greeted Mr. Hebo!" He solemnly bowed three times...

Seeing that Hanping's skin injuries had healed, he turned around and walked out of the small temple, dispersed the prohibition, and brought in Shi Luoluo and Tao Xintong, who had woken up and looked sluggish.

Hanping grinned, sat cross-legged in the ruins, and showed a self-righteous smile to the two little girls who walked into the temple, and then waved his hand and said, "Hi~"

The two little girls of the same age hurriedly ran to Hanping's side, one from the left to the other, and surrounded Hanping, shushing Han and asking for warmth.

Senior Sister Luoluo said as she spoke, and her tears began to pop again. Tao Xintong was just a little sad and lost, but as soon as he was infected by the little girl next to him, he began to cry like a complaint, and after a while, his eyes were red, the tip of his nose was red, the corners of his mouth were red, and finally his whole face seemed to be crying. It's red, it's really pitiful and cute.

Han Ping hurriedly comforted the two little guys, and at the same time signaled to Han An, who was holding a book and laughing on the side, for help.

Han An laughed and said: "Aren't you a reckless man? ha~~~"

When Hanping was able to barely walk, he put away the clay statue, and then the two of them each led a little girl. Walked out of the shrine that had become a pile of ruins, and came to the front hall of the sacrifice with carved beams and paintings.

In the main hall of the water god, the scene that Han Ping had seen through the 'Feng Yi's Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique really no longer existed. At this moment, the faint demonic aura had not completely dissipated. The monks who were originally kneeling on the futon and praying sincerely fainted one by one at this moment, their faces pale and skinny! They were even worse than the beggars on the side of the road! Where is this sacrificial incense, it is clearly depriving the essence of life and cultivating the primordial spirit!

After Han An stepped forward to investigate, he said to everyone with a grim expression: "The injury is very serious, and it hurts the origin of life!"

Han Ping nodded, no longer spoken, but Tao Xintong on the side suddenly took out the emerald green and crystal wood beads and asked, "Brother Hanping, didn't you say that this thing has a good therapeutic effect, why don't you give them to use it and see if it has any effect?"

However, a warm smile flashed in the eyes of the white-robed Han An on the side, and he asked: "This wooden glass bead is priceless, it can save your life at a critical moment, are you really willing to let people who don't know you use it?"

"Sect Master, to be honest, I am reluctant to give it to anyone except Brother Hanping, but Brother Hanping also told me that the world is the biggest to live! It's not just the best use of things. They're all like this, they can't die without help. Tao Xintong twisted his head to the side as he spoke, and couldn't bear to look at the dazzling beads...

Looking at Tao Xintong, who looked like flesh pain, Han Ping smiled rarely, he stepped forward and touched her head, "Then use yours, and I'll find you a bigger one when the time comes!"

"Okay! Whoever repents is the puppy." The little girl stuffed the wooden glass beads into Han An's hand, and then took Shi Luoluo's little hand and ran to the side, laughing as she ran: "Hehe, whoever regrets it is a puppy! Luoluo is a puppy!"

"You're the puppy. ”

"No! you're a puppy, Wang~~~"

"You're a puppy too, Wangwang~~"

After treating the people in the main hall, let them stay inside for a while to recuperate, and the four of them walked out of the main hall.

In the ruins of the shrine, the already broken body of Hebo Zhen suddenly sounded, and gradually, the broken true body of Hebo began to exude a little brilliance and slowly dissolved, replaced by a palm-sized small fish, with long whiskers and tiger stripes, and a wide mouth and eyes. It's like Hebo!

Han Ping, who had already walked out of the bottom of the river and came to the surface of the river, looked at each other and smiled. Then Han Ping took out the clay statue that had lost its spirituality and gently threw it into the river.

Miraculously, the clay statue did not dissolve into the water. Instead, he fell straight to the bottom of the river and disappeared.

The little Hebo, who was born in the body of Hebozhen, was wandering and crying in the pile of ruins, when he suddenly saw a clay statue floating straight down from the sky and falling into the ruins. A book in the idol's hand was glowing softly.

Xiao Hebo, who was similar to the golden cicada shedding its shell, was inexplicably sad at this time, and when he saw the idol, he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy, and after slowly wandering around the idol, he plunged into the scroll. Then there was a faint light, appeared in a small tributary of the river map, and then it slowly went upstream, and the middle of the river map into the thickest ink line representing the Yellow River in the center of the river map, rolled up a small wave, and disappeared.

Then the Heluo book in the hand of the god statue turned into a little light and disappeared, and a little of the light the size of a mung bean slowly flew out of the temple, and after flying out of the river, it merged into Hanping's eyebrows and disappeared. And the three-foot statue in the shrine was not protected by the river map, and finally turned into a handful of loess and scattered into the ruins. Dust to dust, soil to earth~~

Han Ping, who was sitting cross-legged in the front row of the bamboo raft, let the gentle breeze blow his face, and he said with a faint smile in an envious tone: "Where did you come from, where do you go back, there is no better result than this." ”

The white-robed Han An stood at the back of the small bamboo row with his hands in his hands, his robe with big sleeves, a warm smile, and looking at the clouds on the horizon.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said softly with a smile: "We will also go back, there is no way out." ”

Without waiting for Han Ping to take the next sentence, the two little guys were already scrambling to shout happily at the rolling river and the white clouds!

"Another Village~~"

Ignoring the group of monks who were shouting feverishly on the mountain on the shore, Han An didn't say anything back, after listening to Han Ping talk about the small cave of the shrine, he seemed to want to explore the dusty secrets of the Red Moon Cave Heaven.

In this way, the four of them supported a flat boat, and naturally drifted towards the distance along the river that rushed away from the river.

And on the top of the Evil Prison Mountain, in the majestic and desolate bluestone hall, the four of them were closing their eyes and monitoring the thousands of monks each in charge. It's just that the atmosphere is very different from when it started.

"Hey~ Brother Han'an, you just said what is the name of your secret method from the Ancient Immortal Court?"

"The secret method of the three clearings of the divine fetus differentiation. You've asked three times!" replied Han An, who was wearing a 'purple-jawed' robe, with his eyes closed. "I said Brother Xuanyuan, it's been a quarter of an hour, why hasn't your list of thousands of people been updated? Those little guys are wondering if this jade is broken... ”

Ye Qingmei, who was lazily lying in his palace, smiled slightly and said: "Brother Xuanyuan, I'm afraid I'm worried about you, the secret method of dividing the three clearings of the divine fetus! Giggle~~"

"Hehe, this is updating, this is updating! It's not a moment of negligence. Brother Han, don't be surprised, hahaha~~"

A stick of incense is less than time.

"Hey, Brother Han An, sister, I wonder, what do you say about your Sanqing Secret Method, is it really so magical? Dividing it into three doesn't hurt the Divine Soul Origin? The strength is only one realm lower than the body?" Ye Qingmei opened his eyes and glanced curiously at Han An, who was sitting cross-legged in the center.

"It's time for you to update the Jade Jane list. Lu Guoshi's cold voice sounded on the side, reminding Ye Qingmei.

Ye Qingmei pursed his mouth angrily, snorted lightly, and closed his eyes again...

"I know that you are all a little interested in my little brother, the secret method of the Divine Fetus Differentiation and Three Clearings, I might as well give you a thorough explanation. You can learn, but not now. Han An said.

"When was that?" Lu Ping asked pointedly. For a battle maniac like Lu Guoshi, three Golden Body Realms are sometimes much more useful than one Heavenly Spirit Realm!

Han An didn't answer, but sighed slightly, and said helplessly: "Miss Lu, you should also update the list a little..."