"Don't." Xiao Asan grabbed the corner of Zangtian's clothes.

"Why?" Zangtian is puzzled, there is revenge and revenge, there is a grudge and a grudge to complain about the righteous things, why doesn't Xiao Asan let himself go to avenge him?

"Han Qiao is the little master of the Han family, and the Han family is not something we can provoke. Xiao Asan explained.

"Oh. "Zangtian understands, it's nothing more than the family's oppression of ordinary people.

"You have a good rest!" "Put Xiao Ah San in Zangtian and return to his cave mansion, he didn't ask about the power of the Han family, because he didn't care, Han Qiao was an inconsequential person, the most important thing now was to improve his strength and then find a way to lift the seal of the Tibetan Netherworld, since Xiao Ah San didn't want him to take revenge, he wouldn't do it again.

The medicinal effect of the Resurrection Pill is indeed very powerful, and after only ten days, Xiao Ah San has changed from a dying person to a vigorous tiger again.

Zangtian also endured ten days of torture and reached the first heaven of body refining as scheduled.

The Nine Heavens of Body Refining are equivalent to the Nine Great Realms of Cultivation, and the First Heaven is equivalent to the Nine Stages of Body Refining, but the First Heaven is even more powerful.

Most of the resources brought out from the Tibetan Netherworld have been consumed, and the short-term refining can only reach this level, so you will have to find a way to solve the resource problem by yourself in the future.

"Senior brother, where are you going?" Zangtian walked out of the cave and Xiao Ah San finished his cultivation and shouted respectfully, Zangtian was the lifesaver of their father and son.

"I'm going to the library and looking for something. Zangtian said.

"Do you want me to follow?" asked Xiao Ah San.

"No, you can cultivate well, I'll just go by myself. "About the Tibetan Netherworld, Zangtian didn't want Xiao Ah San to know, or he didn't want anyone to know before he figured out why the Tibetan Netherworld was sealed.

The library pavilion is on the main peak, there are three floors, the bottom is some low-level exercises, the mainland's experience, the history of the Purple Hanging Sect, etc., of course, they are all unimportant things, or they can't be open to disciples who are just getting started.

The second layer is some high-level exercises, and there are all kinds of secrets, as for the third layer, only the head and a few elders are qualified to go up.

"Yo, isn't this the master of Xiao Ah San's waste?" When Zangtian looked at the library pavilion, the voice of yin and yang came from not far away.

Han Qiao came over with a few people, after a few days of investigation, although he did not find out the origin of Zangtian, but found out that Zangtian had not even started refining his body, so he dared to start to scrap Xiao Ah San, the more he thought about his cowardice a few days ago, the more angry he felt, but Zangtian had never left the eighth peak at all, and he was not good to go directly to find trouble, but fortunately, today Zangtian came out, and he rushed over as soon as he got the news.

Zangtian turned his head to look at Han Qiao, not paying attention to his provocation, and turned his head to continue to look at the library.

Han Qiao was furious, and Zangtian completely ignored his attitude.

"Unexpectedly, the slave is a waste, and the master is also a waste, and he doesn't even dare to put a fart. Han Qiao said disdainfully, looking at Zangtian with disdain.

"Where did the dog bark, it's really noisy. Zangtian frowned and said in disgust, knowing in his heart that Han Qiao was coming for him, and Xiao Asan was just innocently implicated.

"You dare to scold me?" Han Qiao shouted in shock, but his mouth blossomed with joy, and Zangtian finally gave him a reason, a reason to cripple him.

"Good, good. Han Qiao said fiercely: "Since you dare to scold me, you have to pay the corresponding price." ”

Without giving Zangtian any time to react, Han Qiao made a fierce move, and threw a punch, as fast as the wind, and he brought out the remnant of the Dao Dao in the seventh stage of refining his body, and instantly appeared in front of Zangtian.

"Falling Star Fist!"

It was a boxing technique that Han Qiao could only master a few days ago, and it was with this boxing method that Han Qiao broke many bones and meridians on Xiao Ah San's body with one punch.

Zang Tian looked at the fist smashed indifferently, he was very puzzled, he had seen this set of boxing techniques, in the small world of the Tibetan Netherworld, so he was a little distracted for a while, but his reaction was seen in the eyes of others but he was frightened and sluggish.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Han Qiao's mouth, and the next moment he could kill Zangtian to avenge the grudge he had been a few days ago.

"Bang!" sounded like a drumstick slamming down on the drumstick.

Zangtian stretched out his hand and clenched the menacing fist tightly in his hand, no matter how much Han Qiao struggled, he couldn't break free of Zangtian's palm.

"It seems that you are very willing to break the bones of others, I wonder if you have ever tasted the feeling of broken bones all over your body?" The cold voice sounded from Zangtian's mouth, as if it came from the Nine Hells.

"What......" Han Qiao asked, and before he could finish speaking, Zangtian slammed his fist into his chest fiercely, using the same Falling Star Fist he used before.

Han Qiao felt that a big mountain had crashed into his body, and before he had time to think, the whole person seemed to fly out as if a kite with a broken string had flown out, the blood of the person was spraying wildly in the air, and the bones were even more cracking, turning into a bloody person who drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

There was no screaming during the whole process, it was unusually quiet, the silence made people's scalp tingle, Han Qiao, who fell to the ground, had already passed out, and if there was no elixir to treat him, he wouldn't be able to live for long.

"You ......" The disciples of the second peak who came with Han Qiao were already stunned, they never thought that someone would dare to beat the young master of the Han family to death, what kind of earthquake would it cause if Elder Han Zong knew?

Ignoring the injured Han Qiao, Zangtian calmly walked into the library building, injuring Han Qiao was just a trivial matter, just a casual matter.

Zangtian entered the library building, and the remaining other disciples hurriedly took Han Qiao, who had passed out, back to the second peak.

The matter of Zangtian injuring Han Qiao spread like the wind to the ears of Han Zong, the elder of the Second Peak, and to the ears of all the disciples of the Purple Hanging Sect.

Without the imaginary anger, the Purple Hanging Sect was still as calm as ever. The cold-hearted and irascible Han Zong didn't say anything after treating Han Qiao, not even a hint.

No one can understand why Han Zong is so silent, Han Qiao is his great-grandson, and now that he has been seriously injured, how can he be so calm?

The culprit Zangtian didn't care, he didn't know the power of the Han family, and he couldn't talk about fear, in his opinion, Han Qiao injured Xiao Ah San, and it was a matter of course for him to hurt Han Qiao.

Now Zangtian is hiding in the library, quietly looking for the answers he wants to know.

Looking at the library building on the outside, it is not big, but there is a cave inside, it is very vast, and the collection of books is even richer, whether it is the secret books of the exercises, or the Dan Dao formation, of course, these Tibetan heavens do not care, the collection of books of the Tibetan underworld is not less than this, and even the grade is higher, he cares about history, especially the history of 10,000 years ago.

After staying for a day and going through all the books on history, he learned that this continent is called Canglan Continent, and there are four major sects and three major families, and the Purple Hanging Sect and the Han Family are two of them.

Reluctantly closed the last book, history seemed to have a fault 10,000 years ago, and the Tibetan underworld never seemed to have appeared.

Zangtian frowned slightly, he didn't know why the Tibetan Underworld was sealed, and he didn't know who sealed the Tibetan Underworld, you must know that the Tibetan Underworld was as strong as a cloud at that time, and there was a stunning and gorgeous character like the empress ten thousand years ago, behind all of them, there seemed to be an invisible hand that erased all traces, but Zangtian was sure that the Tibetan Underworld had appeared on this continent.

Although the induction between the main body and the clone became non-existent after coming to the Purple Hanging Sect, Zangtian was sure that the Tibetan Netherworld was sealed in a corner of this world, but the distance was very far away, and the specific location could not be determined.

Retracting his gaze, Zangtian looked at the staircase leading to the second floor, where there was a prohibition to block the monks below the Broken Void Mirror.

Zangtian's eyes flickered, he had a way to break the ban, but he wasn't sure if it would alarm some people, such as the elders of the various peaks of the Purple Hanging Sect, the head of the sect Xuan Daozi, the most worried was the person who spied on him at the beginning, obviously that person was very interested in him, whether it was good or bad, Zangtian didn't like this feeling of the unknown very much.

"Are you thinking how you don't alarm anyone to go up?" A low and powerful voice sounded behind him, and Zangtian was startled, although his cultivation was weak now, the person who could appear behind him silently must be extremely powerful.