"Father...... Mother? With surprise and hesitation, Ma Yu recognized that the young man in the green shirt was his father Ma Lie.

And the fair-skinned woman in a blue neon dress with a stunning appearance made him burst into tears just by a glimpse.

Ma Yu could see clearly that the two of them were holding a sleeping baby wrapped in felt cloth, and the baby had an obvious tear mole under his right eye, which was no different from the one on his face, wasn't this exactly what he looked like when he was born?

The breeze blew on his face, the surrounding pictures fell silent, and the illusion suddenly disappeared.

Ma Yu was surrounded by empty wooden floors and tightly closed wooden windows.

The dynamic picture scroll in front of me suddenly turned into a fairy flying map, and the bright woman in the picture scroll was exactly the same as what she had seen in the illusion just now.

The chest was slightly cool, and Ma Yu's neck had a delicate blue snowflake ornament.

He wanted to ask aloud where his mother was and why she had left him.

But whenever the anger surges, it spreads from his neck to his heart with a coolness, which calms his restlessness and makes him feel at ease.

Hot tears hung on Ma Yu's cheeks, and he trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the red and bright small seal of the wall painting: Ma Lie, time: the first day of October in the fifth hundred years of Guangwu.

That day was the day Ma Yu was born, yes, the ethereal woman in the wall painting was Ma Yu's mother-in-law who had never met.

At the same time, the celestial phenomena of Jinjing changed greatly, and the wind suddenly rose.

On the astrological platform at the commanding heights directly north of the imperial city, several gray-robed array warriors were like facing a great enemy, and one of them, an old man with white hair, muttered: "Fourteen years!" That evil beast finally appeared, and he was hiding in the Han Gong's mansion! ”

The Korean government was originally located in the bustling downtown in the south of the city, and the merchants outside the palace never stopped day and night, but at this moment they had to close for a short time due to the strong wind.

For a moment, the streets were cold.

And the eyes of the two dark stone sculptures outside the Korean Mansion were actually glowing with an eerie green light, which was particularly hideous in the black clouds and the wind dancing.

The wind was raging outside, and lanterns were lit up up and down the Han Mansion.

In the depths of the mansion, in a dark igloo, a dwarf old man described as withered was worshipping in the dark in front of a hexagonal black stone dry well.

I could only hear the words in the old man's mouth, as if he was chanting, like chanting, and from time to time he danced in strange poses.

Although his movements were slightly stiff due to old age, his deeply sunken eyes were particularly excited and crazy.

A hoarse voice came from the old man's body, but he didn't see his lips move, as if ventriloquisting: "I finally found you, hehe!" ”

Suddenly, there was a distant hum in the dry well, as if it was the murmur of some creature from another dimension: "Quack...... Cuckoo. ”

Hearing the strange noise, the old man quickly scooped out a spoonful of fishy liquid from the barrel beside him, which turned out to be human blood!

The strange sound disappeared in an instant, and then a black fountain erupted, making a strange sound in the air.

The black spring condensed into a long sword with a black body, the hilt was scarlet, and it floated in the air strangely, and the evil aura was incomparable.

The old man's eyes were a little trance-like, as if he had returned to the purgatory-like battlefield of fourteen years ago.

At the beginning, it was this strange ink sword that fell in front of his eyes in a pouring of black rain.

Just as Tu Guang, the vanguard general of the Gilt Light Empire, attacked, he was attracted by a strange force and picked up the ink sword that had nothing to show for it.

Only led 3,000 people to undertake the task of blocking the enemy to the death, Han Xunzhong looked at the 3,000 pairs of panicked and frightened eyes behind him, and raised his head to the sky and roared.

As the commander of the Golden Armor Guard, he is unwilling, resentful, painful, and desperate, why should he want them to be cannon fodder! Why!

Driven by the monstrous anger, Han Xunzhong raised the ink sword, his eyes widened, and he blindly swung a sword forward on the verge of collapse.

The majestic sword qi was actually condensed into black lightning, killing Tu Guang, who was a human-level sixth-rank martial qi strength in an instant.

This blow was earth-shattering, and Yu Wei was stunned to shock the enemy troops thousands of miles away!

The secret of the ink sword is only known to Han Xunzhong, even if he was rewarded by Emperor Guangwu for his great victory in blocking the enemy, he didn't say a word about the detailed process of 3,000 people repelling tens of thousands of enemy troops.

Later, whenever Han Xunzhong drove the ink sword in private, he found that it did not react, as if the blow had exhausted all its strength, which also made him extremely annoyed.

It wasn't until I inadvertently broke my fingers and the blood dripped, that the sense of oppression that had been lost for so long did it reappear.

Han Xunzhong understood that this sword was an evil object, and it must not be sacrificed unless it was absolutely necessary, so he set up a well formation in the deep house of his home to hide this great evil magic weapon.

It's just that if you want to drive the ink sword, you must nourish it with human blood every day.

For many years, Han Xunzhong sacrificed his own blood every day, resulting in a serious shortage of qi and blood

The individual was stunned from 150 pounds to 70 pounds.

And this nourishment only allowed Han Xunzhong to drive the ink sword to practice martial arts, and his own strength did not improve, but was often frightened by nightmares.

As time passed, the nightmare became more and more real, and finally one day, Han Xunzhong was so clear that he heard a ghostly voice echoing in his mind repeatedly: "Blood, more blood!" Give me! ”

At the time of the war, the Ma family was able to expand the territory for the Guangwu Empire, and the Han family's power was becoming less and less, and there were also some rumors that the Korean public wave was famous, and the victory in the battle to block the enemy was purely an unexpected withdrawal of the enemy.

In order to consolidate the family's position, Han Xunzhong went to extremes, spent a lot of money to recruit the dead, and threatened to practice superior defensive formations externally, but internally, he gathered the dead soldiers from all over the world to kill them secretly, and drew blood to raise the ink sword.

Finally, after maintaining the scale of consuming the blood of one person every ten days to make offerings, the voice finally appeared in reality in the dream.

Han Xunzhong was overjoyed, believing that he had an exchange of spiritual knowledge with the sword spirit, and took the initiative to ask Ying to fight on the front line.

Sure enough, the blood-drinking ink sword reappeared with divine might.

In many treacherous battles to defend the city, Han Xunzhong turned the tide with the power of one person, repeatedly performed miraculous feats, and completely consolidated the Han family's position in the Guangwu Empire.

As for the dead soldier who has disappeared repeatedly, it is also believed by the outside world to have died in the execution of secret missions on the battlefield, and no one has ever pursued it.

With in-depth communication with the sword spirit, Han Xunzhong got a shocking secret.

If you want to break through the bottleneck of martial arts cultivation and reach the level of the Heavenly Extreme, you need the Heavenly Fall Aura, that is, the treasure spirit stone that broke and fell from the Heavenly Dome when the Ink Sword descended into the world.

Heavenly level, what a temptation?

Looking at the entire Guangwu Empire, the first person in strength is Ma Lie, who is currently at the peak level of the five elements at the prefecture level, but it is difficult to go further.

And once you step into the heavens, it is said that you can live with the sky and live forever!

How much glory, how much glory, how can it be compared to immortality!

Han Xunzhong is already in his prime, and his only obsession is that his strength is the best in the world, if he can crack the secret key of immortality and obtain unprecedented superior strength, it is worth everything he has to pay!

Over the years, Han Xunzhong has traveled back and forth to the Fumo Mountain Range many times, trying to use the ink sword to find the Heavenly Meteorite Spirit Stone by natural induction, but he has found nothing.

Only today, the ink sword, which was suppressed by the supreme formation, actually broke through the prison and easily broke through the evil well of the Sealing Demon Town forged by the seventy-two earth-shattering generals, and there was also the turbulent vision over the golden capital.