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It is rumored that there is immortal qi hidden in the core of the Dharma Saint Secret Realm, and there are even immortals buried!

Immortal, powerful, mysterious......

But it has disappeared without a trace in the long river of years. A few words from the upper realm, only to know that overnight, or in an instant, the immortal disappeared.

After that, no matter how people in the world cultivate, they will not be able to become immortals. As a result, a group of gods was born, and there were also those who went against their backs, which was the way to seal the emperor.

The so-called Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory. The gods live forever, the heavens bless, and the emperor turns into dust for thousands of years.

There is an insurmountable gap between the two, so the gods and spirits block the emperor's path and prevent the world from stepping on the divine realm.

The emperor's 100,000-year-old longevity is just a thought for the gods.

But this thought is the indelible demonic thought of hundreds of millions of gods!

The Great Emperor is the devil, full of blood and great terror. This is what each young god is taught by their elders when they are sensible......

At the edge of the Fa Saint Secret Realm, the aura is thin, and it is not a scarcity. There are only ordinary beasts and those low-level Enlightenment Beasts, as well as some precious elixirs that are difficult to find in the outside world.

However, none of these things were the target of the trialists, because these things were extremely precious to them, but in Han Shan, they were just weeds that could not be seen.

At this moment, a dark whirlpool appeared out of thin air, silent.

The whirlpool rotates so fast that at a glance, it is... Lose your mind. Suddenly, a milky white light faintly refracted into the whirlpool.

At that moment, the whirlpool suddenly stopped, and a person shrouded in a milky white light curtain appeared in the secret realm, and the whirlpool slowly disappeared.

The milky white light that shrouded him gradually dissipated, revealing a young man with an indifferent face.

In the left hand of the young man, he held a black long sword, which was extremely ordinary, like an ordinary sword. However, there are occasional revelations of a mysterious aura on the sword's body, making it extraordinary.

He is Bai, Wei, and Han Shanwei......

But he's still him!

Han Shanwei looked around and made sure there was no danger. He closed his eyes and threw his mind into the index finger of his right hand, where there was a ring.

In Han Shanwei's "eyes", a huge map appeared, and at the most edge of the northwest of the map, there was a small black dot.

Or that shouldn't be called a map, because it's a white expanse except for the black dot around the hundred-mile boundary.

Retracting his mind, Han Shanwei opened his eyes, looked at the mountains and fields that matched the map, and bowed slightly.

Then, he found a direction and headed towards the core of the secret realm.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and his sword-like brows raised slightly. He felt a huge rush of information in his mind......

There are elixirs, they are divided into levels, there are some parts of the body of some fierce beasts, and there are some secret realm "rules......

"Nine-leaf mountain grass... Jiupin ......"

"Deciduous flowers... Seven Pins..."

"Bloodweed... Sanpin ......"

Looking at those things, Han Shanwei smiled indifferently: "I just didn't say how to use it... If it weren't for Aunt Xue teaching me something...... How can you know? Haha, the Blue Blood Grass, which is very important to the powerhouses of the Seventh Realm, is actually defined as a three-grade ......"

"No matter what they do or how they do, I just need to hunt enough and turn it in... If I encounter something that is useful to me, I must use it, and my cultivation is really bad in this regard......"

Han Shanwei couldn't help but think about it and muttered in a low voice.

Walking on foot, without saying anything all the way, Han Shanwei walked across the plains, went up the mountains, collected some common medicines, and killed several fierce beasts that went out to find food.

Time flies by like a white horse, half a day has passed, and the sky has begun to darken.

Next to a dense forest, Han Shanwei set up a fire, roasting a piece of flesh and blood, and there was a faint aura emanating from it.

This is when he was on his way today, a fierce beast of the Enlightenment Realm that did not have long eyes wanted to hunt for Han Shanwei, but was killed by his sword, and the most delicious piece of flesh and blood on its body was now on a wooden branch, roasting next to the flames.

This piece of flesh and blood contains the lifelong spiritual power of that fierce beast, and the essence of the whole body, which is naturally the best ingredient.

The night was quiet, except for the sound of insects in the forest and the sizzle of burning wood......

The moonlight was cold, and it was all blood.

Han Shanwei sat on the side, slowly flipped the piece of meat in his hand, and said nothing.

His face was calm and focused. He cares about food and never wastes anything.

For more than seven years, he was still a three-year-old child, with no strength or background, but he had to survive in this world full of deceit and respect for the strong.

How hard it is!

Although because of their proximity to Hanshan, those people were just mortals looking for the mountain realm, but for him... But it's a big shot that's hard to resist.

He took her with him, he starved, he ate the dead, he shed blood, but he didn't shed tears......

All kinds of things back then shaped his indifferent and ruthless heart, although because of the Shanli tribe, he still has some "human" nature, and he has not become a walking corpse...... But his heart can only accommodate her, and that person is his lifeline.

If anyone dares to hurt her, he will kill her!

"Little Tilter, are you asleep?"

Looking up at the blood-colored waning moon, the young man was a little lonely and lonely......

"Aunt Xue, a year... In another year, I'll take her to the mountains, and she'll leave me. After all, her talent... I can't compare to my status......"

Tears fell from the corners of the young man's eyes, and he was a little dazed and uncomfortable......

After all, he's just an eleven or twelve-year-old boy!

Although he realized the past, he also lost half of his life......

It was like watching a stranger's mutilated half of his life.

"Nai River?... Nai River ...... It turned out that the heavenly river full of corpses was the Nai River......"

"Your natal life is Naihe... What is my destiny? Aunt Xue sealed your Nai River, and she also sealed my mountain, why? Is my mountain also very tall? So ......"

The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head, he himself felt that he was a little whimsical, how could that kind of thing be possible?

In fact, why didn't the boy think about it, why is that kind of thing impossible?

Young and old, although he has a mature and indifferent heart, he is still a teenager after all......

"A year later, I'm alone, she doesn't need me anymore... So where should I go? Stay in the mountains and be a disciple? I should be able to ......."

The young man was a little distracted, he couldn't stop imagining what would happen a year later, he lost his normal heart, and she was the only one in the world who made him like this......

"Baa ......"

Suddenly, a sheep's cry sounded, waking up the boy.

"Huh?"

The boy was shocked, he saw a strange goat, it was really weird, very weird......

"Ahh......h

The boy kept looking at the strange goat, and suddenly, he smelled a burning smell.

In an instant, the young man's left hand shrank suddenly, letting the piece of meat leave the firewood, and then he looked back......

"It's okay, it's okay......"

The young man patted his chest with his right hand, a little happy.

"Uhh Baa ......"

The sheep cries again, some wailing.

At this moment, the young man's heart trembled violently, and then he crouched down and quietly looked at the strange goat. There is remembrance on his face......

It's a weird goat!

It's the feeling of a teenager. It's not the first feeling, it's the feeling.

It's pathetic!

This is an additional second sense for teenagers. That look, full of helpless, incomprehensible pleading, reminded him of her.

In those years, she was very bitter, with a third sense.

Tears running down his cheeks......