Yin Tianxiang looked at Han Xing, felt that this son was thirsty for knowledge, and the appreciation in his eyes was even stronger, although he didn't say anything more, but he handed him a piece of jade slip in his hand.

Han Xing took it with both hands, and saw that the jade slip was densely carved with many tiny words, expounding some basic contents about the cultivation path, especially the detailed description of the division of the world of fighters.

It turns out that in the world of fighters, the combat power level can be divided into seven levels according to strength, from low to high:

Yellow level - Yellow level fighters: (condensing battle qi, building battle foundations, concluding battle pills, turning war beads, war infant transformation, and winning battles) Yellow level generals: (battle spirit solid, battle spirit Nirvana, battle battle pill)

Xuan-level - Xuan-level War King: (Battle Sky Nirvana, Battle Ethereal Spirit, Battle Sky Xuan) Xuan-level Battle Venerable: (Battle Xuan Dao, Battle Star Dao, Treading Heaven Dao)

Prefecture-level - Prefecture-level Battle Saint: (Battle Void Realm, War Tribulation Realm, Battle Beginning Realm, Battle Saint Realm)

Heaven-level - Heaven-level War Emperor: (Pseudo-Emperor Realm, Quasi-Emperor Realm, Great Emperor Realm) Heaven-level God of War: (Divided into the lower God of War, the middle God of War, and the upper God of War, it is an ethereal existence, and it kills people invisibly for thousands of miles, and directly penetrates the void. ）

Immortal: (Return to the element, return to the basics, assimilate with the universe, the primordial spirit is immortal, and the physical body is immortal.) )

All of each level is split into stages, each of which is divided into levels one to nine.

On the Qinzhou Continent, the most common are warriors and generals, only a small number of people can reach the stage of the king of war, as for the battle zun above, it is even rarer, unless there is any big opportunity, otherwise it will stop the war lord for life.

And the cultivation of the War Saint is even less. In the Longyuan Sect, only the sect master Gu Xiangtian had reached that level, and it was only not long ago that he had broken through the Battle Saint Void Realm.

Cultivating to become a ground-level mixed element combat power is not a legend in the cultivation world, but cultivating to a heaven-level is a legend, and as for immortals, it is not seen for thousands of years.

And as the level of cultivation increases, the difficulty of cultivation also increases exponentially, and your talent attributes, luck and pills and other natural treasures determine the speed and height of your cultivation.

Han Xing nodded while watching, Yin Tianxiang knew that he already knew about it, and asked one by one: "Do you understand why the old man explained so much to you, a mortal person who has not yet passed the general election and assessment of the sect, what does it mean?"

"I understand, I will definitely live up to the expectations of the hall master!" Han Xing woke up from his contemplation, stood on top of the golden sword, and got up and bowed to Yin Tianxiang.

"You can teach!"

Han Xing understood that the Yin Hall Lord must have known that his body was flawed, and this was to motivate himself to change his fate, break the ancient confinement of the meridians that ordinary people could not cultivate, and challenge the Heavenly Dao.

"However, you have to remember, don't be too ambitious, you must lay a solid foundation on the way to cultivating the truth, although the mixed element combat power attached to your body is strong and the talent is high, but opening up the eight veins of the Qi Jing is fundamental, as for whether you can pass the assessment, it depends on your own chance and strength!" Yin Tianxiang said earnestly.

Han Xing said respectfully: "Obey the teachings of the bishop of the palace. ”

Through this conversation, Han Xing had a new understanding of the views of the Yin Hall Lord, and his words and insights were not comparable to ordinary cultivation. Although he is a member of the Longyuan Sect, he is essentially different from Wang Xiaolong and the others, which shows that everywhere is a mixture of fish and dragons, and it cannot be generalized.

Yin Tianxiang also felt strange, somehow he fell in love with this kid, and he always felt that he didn't look like an ordinary person, especially that domineering and murderous aura, even he didn't have it!

What's even more strange is that every time he approaches him, the bead that has been suppressed in his body for many years and refined with the essence blood of the ancient barbarian beast is extremely commotionous.

Suddenly, a ridiculous thought arose in his heart, maybe this kid is destined for himself and can break the bottleneck that he has been unable to break through after many years of cultivation?

This is a seal that has bound me for hundreds of years!

"How could I feel this way...?

Yin Tianxiang was taken aback by his unbelievable thoughts!

In the past, Yin Tianxiang had a chance to kill an ancient barbarian beast in the deep mountains and Daze, and after refining the blood of his whole body, he obtained a blood bead, which allowed him to cultivate to a fierce progress. It's just that this blood bead seems to have been cursed, and the power of the backlash is extremely fierce, sealing his blood sea acupoint, and he refuses to improve when he cultivates to the Zhanzun realm.

After checking the secret records of ancient books, I learned that the blood beads have the ancient blood phase, which is much stronger than the ordinary serum, if it is not for the talent of the ancient physique can not bear it at all, the light one is sealed, and the heavy one goes mad, and it must be solved by the world's first hegemonic body, that is, the ancient holy body - Dacheng to the realm of the god of war!

And if you want to achieve the Ancient Holy Body, you must be the inheritor of the Ancient Bloodline!

Legend has it that the ancient bloodline, the blood flows with a wisp of the ancient essence of chaos at the beginning of the opening, once opened, it can swallow the essence of heaven and earth, and melt the blood of all things, but people with this physique are the best in the ages, and rarely appear in the world.

For thousands of years, there has been no god of war in the Qinzhou Continent, let alone the god of war who has inherited the holy body of the ancient bloodline.

At this time, the "Green Shirt Divine Sword" Han Haiyun rose overnight and became famous in the Luo Heavenly Realm, according to rumors, it was by inheriting a trace of the impure ancient blood essence on his body that he cultivated to the realm of the God of War in just a thousand years.

This gave Yin Tianxiang a glimmer of hope, but Han Haiyun disappeared like a dragon without a tail. In desperation, he could only search for the ancient relics, trying to rush through the level with the aura of the ancients.

It's just that the ancient relics are not ordinary things to find? I turned to the elixir, but it didn't work very well.

Hundreds of years!

This damn seal is devoured every three years, so that he can't survive, he can't die, every time he cultivates a little bit of blood essence, he is devoured by the blood beads of this desolate ancient beast, and his cultivation is not able to advance an inch.

When I met Han Xing today, I only felt that the blood bead in my body showed signs of being pulled, which made the blood boil all over my body, not as uncomfortable as life and death as before, but also a faint feeling of comfort, and I couldn't help but feel close to Han Xing, which is why I made this move.

Otherwise, with Han Xing's great rebellion to offend a cultivator, even if the cultivation talent reaches the fourth grade, a hundred of them will die!

While Yin Tianxiang was meditating, he suddenly heard a group of disciples cheering happily: "Look!

"It's here!"

Yin Tianxiang looked at Han Xing's eyes with an imperceptible light, and said secretly: "The sect assessment in three days needs to be like this to prevent it...... You can't let this ...... Lost!"

Han Xing heard the shout, and looked up in the direction of everyone's fingers, only to see that in the distance, there was a high mountain standing between heaven and earth, and the peak went straight into the clouds.

In the depths of the mountain peaks, the clouds and mist are misty, and there are many palaces and palaces faintly visible, and the momentum is magnificent, and it is continuous into a piece.

"Dragon Yuan Sect!"

Han Xing felt a moment in his heart.

When he entered the Longyuan Sect, he didn't know whether it was evil or auspicious, and his future was uncertain.

If you can't pass the assessment, you will lose the protection of the sect, and Wang Xiaolong and others will not give up with themselves!

These bastards are so crowded on their own turf!

It's not a pity to die by yourself, but who will avenge your grandfather and his clansmen?

There was no room for Han Xing to think too much, the huge golden sword was already galloping, rumbling and roaring, like a huge and ancient chariot that had crushed the sky.

In a moment, the golden sword began to descend, and the white clouds shattered. The ancient trees below were shaken by the air current, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the golden sword fell steadily.

Although the Longyuan Sect was only a corner of the vast cultivation realm of the Beisheng Realm of the Qinzhou Continent, it also had a square garden of 100,000 li.

There are hundreds of large and small peaks in the sect, and there is a spiritual vein pressed under each peak. The important ones are controlled by the elders of the sect, and the rest is distributed to the true disciples for them to practice. Only the main peak of the Heavenly Dragon, which is more than 1,000 zhang high, is the symbol of the entire sect, so it is personally controlled by the sect master.

The mountain is full of ancient trees, and each pine and cypress tree is not less than 1,000 years old. The waterfalls and springs are like a nine-day Milky Way falling in the mountains.

One palace after another stands halfway up the mountain, among which there is a splendid palace located on the square on the top of the hill is particularly prominent, and the yellow glazed tiles are shining in the sun, making people suspect that the fairy palace.

"Tianlong Palace" three gilt characters engraved on the plaque at the gate of the palace, particularly eye-catching.

The sun shines down, and the whole palace is plated with a layer of golden glow, dazzling to the eye, as if transcendent and holy, unstained by the world, majestic and solemn, and inviolable and desecrated.

Cranes, White Tigers, Water-Eyed Oxen, Iron-winged Flame Eagles, Purple Flame Tiger Beasts, Black Gold Ape, Flame Horses, White Tigers, Peacocks... These spirit birds and beasts are flying around in the forest or in the sky.

The huge golden sword slowly fell on the square in front of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, the periphery of the square was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the aura fluctuated, obviously with a mountain protection formation.

"It's here, you can go down. ”

Yin Tianxiang urged everyone to step down from the golden sword, and with a wave of his hand, the golden sword turned into a golden light and disappeared into his sleeve.

"You wait a moment, I'll come when I go. Yin Tianxiang said a word to Han Xing, turned around and walked towards the Elder Pavilion on the edge of the square.

Han Xing answered, then looked around, and saw that there were seven or eight young people dressed in gray robes nearby.

They glanced at Han Xing with their eyes, revealing a look of contempt, an arrogant look of no one in their eyes.

"Another mortal!" snorted one of the young men disdainfully.

"He must have come to participate in the sect assessment again, such a person can only be eliminated, and three days later will be the day of the big exam, waiting for him is to get out, and the other is to send him to the mountain to do miscellaneous labor, just these two endings!" said another young man with a sneer to the people around him.

"Huh, isn't that Wang Xiaolong and Senior Brother Zhang Buer, why are they injured?" and a group of disciples hurriedly surrounded them.

Wang Xiaolong's face was gloomy and gray, his teeth were gritted "Gege", and a spark of resentment flashed in his eyes, staring at Han Xing, like a vicious wolf whose teeth had been knocked out, and said in a hateful voice: "It's all because of this little mongrel..."

As soon as he said this, he stopped talking, because he felt that his face was feverish, and he was injured like this by a mortal person, and he felt that he could not raise his head in front of his fellow disciples, and he was embarrassed to say more.

In the past, the senior brother beat people, and his face became darker and darker, but is the sun coming out of the west today...... Senior brother's face will also be red?

Could it be that the senior brother was injured by this kid because of this kid?

No, it's not a shame to be beaten by a great supernatural person, is it......

"Senior Brother Wang, Peak Master Elder Dong is waiting for you at Vulture Peak, go back and go back to Elder Dong to ask for a regeneration pill to serve, if it's too late, this arm will be useless!" A young man with a slender pockmarked face, eyebrows and eyes, and cheeks covered with horizontal silk flesh walked over and said.

"It's okay, I'll leave this kid to you. Dong Ba, you have to take good care of him for me!" The muscles on Wang Xiaolong's face trembled angrily, and after whispering his orders, he pushed aside the crowd and left in a hurry.

All of a sudden, everyone understood what was going on.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I am the best at 'taking care' of people, especially this kid! Brothers, come, give him a 'welcome' ceremony!" Dong Ba 'opened his mouth suddenly', answered, made a gesture, and in a blink of an eye, seven or eight people surrounded him!

The corners of Han Xing's mouth twitched fiercely, and he said secretly: "Here, you girl, welcome me like this, it seems that you want to give me a dismount, do you think I'm afraid?"