At this moment, Zhao Han's expression was cold, but his eyes were full of madness, and all kinds of negative emotions in his heart because of reincarnation were vented through his fists.

The big fist of the bowl straightened and slammed it, and even if the divine power of more than 3,600 catties could not hit this limit number with every punch, it was at least more than 1,000 catties. Although this Huoyun carp is talented, it has not completely turned into a demon at this moment, it belongs to mortal things, and after being smashed on the head dozens of times, the resistance gradually weakened, and in the end, it was completely silent.

Suddenly, the wooden slip on Zhao Han's chest lit up with a black light, and the strange insect carved on the front of the wooden slip seemed to come to life, turning into a black light and burrowing into the beaten head of the fire cloud carp under him.

In the blink of an eye, the head and tail six feet long, two or three hundred pounds of big carp seemed to come to life, violently shaking, a moment later, a faint red glow flew out, in the glow held a thumb-sized irregular red bead, there was a faint red carp phantom in the churning, "boom" quickly flew out.

This red bead is the demon pill of the Huoyun carp, but because it has not succeeded in transforming into a demon, its shape is extremely irregular and looks a little weird.

Immediately after, a flash of black light chased up at a faster speed, and a strange insect phantom appeared in mid-air, stretched out its long thorn-like beak, and slammed into the demon pill in the red glow, and in the blink of an eye, the red carp phantom quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end, it completely dissipated together with the red light and red glow under him, leaving only a layer of translucent irregular round demon pill skin and fell to the ground.

In mid-air, the phantom of the strange insect made a slight "buzzing" sound, then retracted into the black light, and crashed into Zhao Han's arms with a "whoosh", turning into a dull old wooden tablet hanging around his neck, swinging gently.

The wind blew, blowing a pool of cold water, and the court was lonely, as if nothing had happened before.

Zhao Han froze in place, his body was splashed with fish blood, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the blood water, exuding a pungent stench of blood. He was obviously frightened by the scene in front of him just now, and he shivered involuntarily, as if someone was blowing on the back of his neck, and a chill ran down his spine.

This mysterious wooden tablet was originally used like this?

The previous Huoyun Carp Demon Soul that was wrapped in the demon pill was actually sucked clean by it in the blink of an eye, and thinking about what this predecessor had experienced in the past four years, Zhao Han couldn't help but feel a touch of happiness in his heart: "Uncle Mu Jian, dare you have always been merciful to your predecessor before!"

As soon as this thought began, he felt a familiar stream of heat from the wooden tablet into his body, rushing towards the skin, muscles, bones, organs, and blood marrow all around his body, and scattered into it. The whole person is like soaking in hot water, feeling drowsy, and the body is unconsciously strengthened and improved, whether it is strength, speed, reaction, or the ability to resist blows, it has been significantly improved.

Just like the dozens of same experiences in his memory, after Mu Jian absorbed spiritual power, he would feed back a strange heat flow to strengthen and improve his physique, and Zhao Han didn't care about it after getting used to it.

The only difference is that today Mu Jian is sucking the soul of a fire cloud carp that is about to turn into a demon!

A quarter of an hour later, the heat flowing out of the wooden tablet disappeared, Zhao Han only felt comfortable, his fists were lightly clenched, and there was a "click" sound when he landed, and his strength was greatly improved compared to the previous moment. In addition to the excitement, a bold idea floated in his heart.

"Uncle Mu Jian has just eaten a full meal, and he is not hungry, will he ...... Let us go?"

This thought for a lifetime, like a weed in spring, grew wildly in Zhao Han's heart, and in the end, his mind was full of impatience, and he persuaded himself to try it for various reasons.

"It never hurts to try!"

"The worst is just to be sucked by Uncle Mu Jian again. ”

"If Uncle Mu Jian is in a good mood and lets us go, it will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I won't come back!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Han no longer hesitated, didn't care about the smell of blood all over his body, sat cross-legged, leaned forward, like a reckless cow ruminating, and the whole person entered a state that seemed to be loose but not loose, and seemed to be tight but not tight.

When he landed, a wave of sound came from his body, like a long river rolling and rushing, the blood was surging, the essence was steaming, and finally turned into wisps of bubbling hot breath through the top of the skull and slowly injected into the center of the eyebrows, three inches in the middle of the mysteries between reality and nothingness.

This is the mystery, the last protective layer of the human soul, just like the coat of the cell is to the seed.

The whole process, without the slightest wave, was achieved overnight, and when the heat was continuously injected, the already unusually full mystery in the center of the eyebrows began to tremble slowly, and the rhythmic light jumped up, and an inexplicable joy flooded into his heart, making Zhao Han almost want to cry.

In a trance, I don't know how long it took, until the Xuan Qi revealed a wisp of perfect qi, exuding a glow and wisdom that was difficult to describe in words, Zhao Han's heart moved, and he used all the blood and spirit around him to crash there!

"Boom!"

There seems to be a majestic thunder roaring in his ears, the heavens and the earth are shaking, everything is shocked, his whole person is involuntarily slowly floating, what he sees, hears and feels is different from the past, becoming more exciting, more gorgeous, more clear, more real!

At this moment, he felt something in his heart, looked down, and saw a person below who was covered in blood, meditating cross-legged, with a serene expression, a smile on the corner of his mouth, happy and happy, a few feet away in front of him, a big carp about six feet away, covered in flesh and blood, lying on the ground lifelessly, motionless.

"This is the corpse of the fire cloud carp, so the person below is me?"

"But who am I? I am...... Zhao Han!"

As soon as this thought arose, Zhao Han only felt that his eyes were dark, and he suddenly lost his support, and fell down like a meteor, before he could react, his eyes suddenly became hazy, what he saw, what he heard, what he smelled, what he touched by his skin, etc., seemed to be covered with a thin veil, blurred a lot.

"It's ...... Just now...... Am I touched?"

Zhao Han slowly closed his eyes, savoring the wonderful experience before, and couldn't help but indulge in it, it was a vivid and interesting world. Whether it is the snow in front of you, the pond water, the trees, or even the mayflies in the air, everything in the perception is so gorgeous and colorful, full of vigorous vitality.

This is the perception of the soul, which is more interesting, delicate, colorful, and flexible than through the perception of the body's organs.

Reaching this step also means that Zhao Han has officially crossed the threshold and officially entered the fifth stage of the foundation building period.

"Ah, young master, what are you doing here?"

"You, you...... Where are you hurt, is it serious, does it hurt?"

At this moment, Su Su rushed over from a distance, his face was full of anxiety, regardless of Zhao Han's pungent smell of blood, he carefully checked up and down, with tears in his eyes, almost crying.

Zhao Han was in a good mood and decided to tease her, deliberately straining his face and not speaking, until Su Su tried to pick him up like crazy and went out for medical treatment, he grinned and showed a mouthful of white and neat teeth, waved his hand, and said, "Hello, beauty, you are so beautiful today!"

"You...... Are you okay?!" Su Su was stunned, then his willow eyebrows straightened, his apricot eyes widened, he pushed Zhao Han hard, raised his small palm and slapped him on his head and face, "I told you to lie to me, tell you to lie to me, kill you bad guy, I'll fight, beat, beat!"

"Also, what, what hug, what kind of body is hugging and hugging in broad daylight, I found that you have become a mouthful since you hit this illness, and you have teased me three or four times, it is really not worth cleaning up!"

"Don't hit me in the face!"

Zhao Han hurriedly covered his face and jumped away a few steps, his palms were horizontal and vertical, and he made a "pause" gesture towards Su Su, his eyes were full of joy, and said, "Slow down, I have good news for you!"

"Hmph, do you think I'm so stupid that I'll fall for you? Say it yourself, how many times have you used this trick!" Su Su was really angry this time, puffing out his eyes, desperately chasing after him, and sneering in his mouth.

"What I said is true, I really didn't lie to you this time!" Zhao Han hugged his head and ran away, secretly complaining in his heart, he didn't pay attention to the road ahead, he actually fell into the pool, and the swinging pool water drenched Su Su, who was chasing after him, into a soup chicken.

In the middle of winter, it had just snowed last night, the temperature was extremely low, and he was drenched by the cold pool water, and then blown by the cold wind, Su Sudeng shivered, and his little face turned white and bloodless in an instant.

"Oh no, it's big this time!"

Zhao Han spit out the pool water in his mouth, saw this and hurriedly climbed out of the pool, picked up Su Su by the waist, carried it on his shoulder, and rushed back to the house like a daughter-in-law.

Half an hour later.

Zhao Han blushed his face, apologized to Su Su who was lying on the bed with a sneer, and made a fool of himself, without the slightest bit of the young master's temperament, and it took a lot of effort to coax her to the sky.

The daughter's mind is like the weather in June, and she was still puffing up and not wearing the sky before, but she was attracted by the situation described by Zhao Han in a blink of an eye, her apricot eyes were round and her mouth was slightly open, and she listened to it with relish, as if she was there, and the little hand subconsciously grabbed his sleeve robe, looking cute and silly.

"So, you touched the spirit just now, and you can already be regarded as the fifth layer of foundation building?" Su Su subconsciously stuck out his tongue, and then his eyebrows danced, and said, "Then, as long as you work harder, and then break through the quadruple in a row, and realize your fate, you can enter Minghong Academy for further cultivation with the Ming Hong Golden Order?"

"Young master, come on, work hard, you are the best!"

“...... How can it be so simple, all this depends on whether Uncle Mu Jian gives face. ”

Zhao Han showed a wry smile, took out the wooden tablet, rubbed it in the palm of his hand and played with it, and saw that this piece of wooden tablet was still the same, there was no change, only the tip of the mouth and beak of the strange insect carved on the front of the wooden tablet was a little more invisible red.

"Don't worry, there is no way for the heavens to be endless, God will always give people a way to live, it's just to see if you can find out, don't you see this time, didn't you seize the opportunity and make a breakthrough?" Su Su sat up and waved his little fist, cheering Zhao Han up desperately.

"Am I worried?" Zhao Han's heart warmed, he deliberately wrinkled his nose, and hummed, "Besides, I've already figured out some tricks, just need to verify one or two, maybe I can completely return to normal from now on." ”

"What's back to normal? Xiao Han, let's tell Uncle Seven. ”

At this moment, a deep voice came from outside the house, and the next moment, no one opened the closed door, revealing a majestic figure standing outside the door in front of the door.

He was about forty years old, eight feet tall, and only wore a blue robe in the cold winter, with neatly combed hair and meticulous, thick eyebrows and deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and a solemn expression, which did not appear to be angry and arrogant.

He is the seventh master of the Zhao family, Zhao Shengling, a compatriot of Zhao Shengya, and Zhao Han's own uncle.

When Zhao Shengya was alive, Zhao Shengling was his left arm and right arm, and he was even more amiable and meticulous to his predecessor. Now that Zhao Shengya is missing, this person's heart has changed.

Although Zhao Han had expected it, when this scene really happened in front of him, it still made him a little uncomfortable, he had just woken up from a coma, and the first person to come to the door to persecute him would be the uncle of this body.

Is the family affection in this world so weak?

According to what the little fat man said before, his father has taken refuge in the fourth uncle, and he will be in charge of the torture hall in the future, with a high position and power, not equal idleness. This water flows to a low place, people go to a high place, and those who know the times are Junjie, but it is not incomprehensible, but Zhao Han is holding this breath in his heart, which is uncomfortable.

He raised his eyes and saw Zhao Shengling followed by several men in strong suits with fierce faces, the little fat man who had been severely taught by Zhao Han before was in the ranks, the injuries on his mouth were cleaned up, and he was smeared with ointment, which looked quite funny, at this time he was tilting his head sideways, casting a resentful and resentful gaze at Zhao Han through the gap.