Han Leng looked at Shang Yushao's corpse with emotion, the once timid and cowardly senior brother had now become indifferent and ruthless, and he couldn't even speak.

In the past, when Han Leng was still in Xuanling Sect, he felt that Shang Yu Shao was too mean to deal with people, as if everyone in the world owed him money, and the thing that made Han Leng feel most annoyed was that this Shang Yu Shao had always had a crush on his senior sister Zhai Lan, just by virtue of this, Han Leng didn't want to have too much intersection with Shang Yu Shao.

However, four years after leaving the Xuanling Sect, when he saw Shang Yushao again in this way, he even felt pity in his heart, after all, the two were brothers of the same sect, even if they usually had incompatible personalities, they didn't want to watch their senior brother die so sadly.

Han Leng could imagine the pain when Shang Yu Shao's soul was extracted, he had once been used by the master to perform the soul searching technique, this spell was just a memory interception from his mind, which made him miserable, and extracted the soul from the body, which was simply unbearable pain.

"Senior brother, I don't want to reunite with you in this way, you must feel very humiliated as a puppet driven by others, but it's a pity that I didn't find out about the invasion of the Corpse Refining Sect earlier, and now all I can do for you is to let you settle in peace. Han Leng whispered to the feather soul, his voice was very gentle, just like the two people usually talk, as if what was in front of him was a living person, just a silent person.

Han Leng dug a pit in the ground with the dragon pattern sword, and then put the feather soul inside, and then he stretched out his palm, and a flame ignited from his palm.

"Rest in peace. Han Leng said, and then he pushed his hand, and the flames suddenly flew out of his hand, devouring the feather soul in the dirt pit.

Just when the flame was about to touch the feather soul, Han Leng seemed to suddenly think of something, only to see him hurriedly pick up the cold crystal staff and use the ice hockey technique to extinguish the flame.

Then Han Leng walked to the edge of the pit, he looked at the feather soul in the pit, and a wicked smile slowly appeared on his face, only to see him lift the feather soul out of the pit, and slap the dirt on his clothes.

"Ahem, Senior Brother Yu Shao, you must be very unwilling to be driven by others as a puppet for so long, and Senior Brother also feels that you can't just sacrifice in vain. Why don't you stay by my side and help me deal with the enemy, I'll go back to the Xuanling Sect now, find someone to go to the Corpse Refining Sect's lair together, and help you take revenge!" Han Leng said awe-inspiringly, in fact, he just wanted a thug with advanced cultivation, and now this corpse refining corpse is a good choice.

The corpse refining in the middle stage of foundation building is a very powerful help, and this cultivator is all arrogant, and he will not obey the orders of the monk of the same level at all, unless it is a famous alchemist.

Han Leng took out a broken knife from the Qiankun bag, this knife was a high-grade magic weapon, it was very heavy, and Han Leng directly stuck the knife on the ground.

The strength of the corpse refining in the middle stage of foundation building is already very strong, and Han Leng can only deal with it with many hole cards, and he almost died. This is all because the Feather Soul was not equipped with a magic weapon at that time, according to Han Leng's speculation, if he let the Feather Soul take the magic weapon, he would be able to exert about seventy percent of his skills, at this time, no matter how much Han Leng used tricks, it was impossible to win so smoothly.

"I don't know how big that Corpse Refining Sect is, it's so shabby that I can't even take out a magic weapon..."Han Leng slandered, but he should also be glad that the feather soul was not equipped with a magic weapon, otherwise, the person lying in the pit would not know who it should be.

"This dark iron knife is your magic weapon now, pick it up and let me see it. Han Leng stood aside and ordered loudly, but the feather soul didn't make any movement as if he couldn't hear it.

Han Leng patted his head, how could he forget this stubble? He took out the soul bell from the Qiankun bag and shook it, repeating what he had just said.

This feather soul began to take the Xuantie knife in his hand according to the instructions, this Xuantie knife is a heavy knife, after it is broken, it is still four feet long, the back of the knife is twenty inches to the blade, the handle of the knife is as thick as a baby's arm, three inches thick, the whole body is black, and the back of the knife is carved with a strange pattern, giving people a mysterious feeling.

This Xuantie knife is more than 100 catties, and even if ordinary people take a fancy to this knife, they will not be handy in using it.

With such a heavy knife, as long as you swing it gently, you can easily split the boulder, and people with thin physiques may be carried away by the strength of the knife.

However, the burly and sturdy Feather Soul didn't have to worry, he could lift the Xuantie Knife with one hand, as easily as if he was holding a kitchen knife.

"Yes, this Xuantie knife is very suitable for you, and you will have to practice more knife techniques in the future. Han Leng said to the feather soul, although he knew that the feather soul could not communicate with him.

After matching the feather soul with a magic weapon, Han Leng pondered, he was wondering if the Xuanling Sect had been invaded. After Qingfeng Hall was invaded by the Corpse Refining Sect, even the disciples who guarded the mountain were made into corpse refiners, and he didn't know what the current situation of the Xuanling Sect was, what he was most worried about was Senior Sister Zhai Lan, in case his senior sister was also poisoned, then he really didn't know what to do.

Thinking of this, Han Leng released the Flying Jiao Boat, he jumped on it with the Feather Soul, and with a chant of the spell, the Flying Jiao flew in the direction of the Xuanling Sect.

This place is only more than three hundred miles away from the Xuanling Sect, and the Flying Jiao Boat that is moving at full speed can be reached in only half a day, before the Flying Jiao Boat approaches the Yunsha Mountain where the Xuanling Sect is located, Han Leng rang the bell and asked the Feather Soul to find a place to hide, because refining corpses is not a glorious thing after all, and he doesn't want the people in the sect to see the appearance of the disciples in the sect.

Han Leng took back the flying boat at the bottom of the mountain and walked up the mountain on foot, when he approached the mountain gate, he saw the disciples guarding both sides of the mountain gate, he immediately spread his divine sense, and the two monks clearly appeared in his divine sense sense, and he also saw the cultivation of the fourth layer of the qi refining period of these two monks.

After learning that the disciple guarding the mountain was a living person, Han Leng's hanging heart relaxed, and he slowly approached the mountain gate.

As usual, the disciple guarding the mountain pulled out his magic weapon and long sword and stepped forward to interrogate.

"Who are you? The Immortal Cultivation Sect does not allow outsiders to enter, please leave quickly. One of the disciples said with a stern expression.

Han Leng smiled and said gently: "I was also a monk of the Xuanling Sect before I went down, and I came here today to visit my old friends, so I would like to ask Daoyou to inform President Qi Wen of Yunheng Society, and say that Han Leng is visiting." ”

"I'll go and ask about the situation, you keep an eye on him, don't let him break into the mountain gate. The monk admonished, and with that, he turned and entered the sect.

Han Leng was standing quietly outside the mountain gate waiting, with a gentle smile on his face all the time, this was the starting point of his path to cultivating immortals, and he was in awe.

After a while, the disciple who went in to report walked out, he looked at Han Leng and said, "Senior Brother Qi Wen is not in Yunheng Society, he just went out with a few senior brothers. However, Senior Sister Zhai said that you can go in. ”

Han Leng nodded in thanks and walked into the mountain gate.

He walked directly in the direction of Yun Heng Society, I don't know what's going on, the closer he gets to Yun Heng Society, the faster his heart beats, and his face even faintly began to burn, this is only a few hundred meters away, and in his eyes it seems that there is no end.

In the end, he walked into the courtyard, the stone table and the stone bench were still in their original positions, and the poplar tree leaning against the main hall had dropped a place of fallen leaves that had not been cleaned, announcing the arrival of autumn.

In the gate of the main hall, a woman in blue clothes hurriedly walked to the door, her eyes rippled, as if she didn't dare to confirm whether the one standing in the courtyard was a real person or a hallucination she had seen for a long time, until the person waved at her and shouted "Senior Sister", the tears in her eyes burst instantly, and two lines of happy tears fell to the ground along her crimson cheeks, she took three steps and two steps, ran in front of Han Leng, opened her hands and threw herself directly into Han Leng's arms.

Han Leng bit his lips tightly, put his hands on Zhai Lan's back, hugged her into his arms hard, sniffing the familiar fragrance on his senior sister's body, as if everything had returned to the beginning, he was the little junior brother who needed to be cared for, he didn't have to worry about anything by himself, as long as he cultivated with peace of mind every day, he had his own senior sister to help deal with other trivial matters.

"Why are you back?" After hugging, Zhai Lan shyly pushed Han Leng away and asked softly.

The soft body in his arms suddenly left, and Han Leng's heart was still a little lost, but he decided not to return to Tianmen Sect today, and wanted to stay with his senior sister for one night, and tell his senior sister everything that had happened in the past four years.

"I actually came out this time to carry out the mission of the division..."Han Leng told him what happened to him, but he said that he had properly disposed of Shang Yu Shao's body, and in fact he had taken Yu Soul for his own use.

After listening to what Han Leng said, Zhai Lan's face changed, and she was surprised: "It turns out that it wasn't Han Xuelou who kidnapped Shang Yushao?"

Han Leng was a little dizzy, he was puzzled, "What Han Xue Building?"

The two walked into the main hall and sat down, and Zhai Lan told Han Leng everything that happened in the Xuanling Sect during this time.

It turned out that since the Black Wind Village was uprooted, the Xuanling Sect has become the strongest existence in this area, but a year ago, there was a sect called Hanxue Building, because there was a monk in the sect, it was a sudden rise, and it suddenly changed from a little-known small sect to a second-rate sect that could compete with the Xuanling Sect.

In the past, the people of the Xuanling Sect didn't know that the headquarters of this Hanxue Building was actually in the south of Yunsha Mountain, and the two sects were only twenty miles apart, and there was a Xuanle Ancient Road in the middle.

Because the Xuanling Sect and Hanxue Building are both immortal cultivation sects, they need a large amount of elixir immortal grass as the supply of the sect, but Yunsha Mountain is already a place where elixir is scarce, and one Xuanling Sect can exhaust the elixir on the entire mountain, let alone add another Hanxue Building.

In order to replenish the elixir, the Xuanling Sect also set up a stronghold in the secular world to collect the immortal grass that fell into the hands of mortals, as a fixed source of elixir.

Han Xuelou rose up in this place, and naturally he also had to learn the way of the Xuanling Sect and set up a stronghold in the secular world, while the number of nearby towns and villages was limited, and most of them were occupied by the disciples of the Xuanling Sect. Hanxuelou occupies those small villages and towns with inconvenient transportation and sparse traffic, and the immortal grass received throughout the year is not as much as that of Xuanling Sect in a month.

Because the supply of fairy grass is not available, in order to seize resources, Han Xuelou often has friction with Xuanling Sect, small fights continue, there is no big war, and the elders of Xuanling Sect are annoyed enough, and the last few elders are combined, and they simply give up a few towns to Han Xuelou, but Han Xuelou feels that this is not enough, so he asks Xuanling Sect to give up the land in the back mountain.

The back mountain of Yunsha Mountain is a cliff, which is the place where Han Leng once climbed, this place does not know what the reason is, there is no existence of spiritual energy, and it is not suitable for cultivation at all, so it has always been in a state of desolation, in order to calm the fight between the two factions, the open space of this back mountain was allocated to Han Xuelou.

From then on, there was nothing to do between the two factions, but when the entire cultivation realm reached the crisis of scarcity of immortal grass, the contradiction between the two factions reappeared, and Shang Yu Shao, who was sent to perform tasks outside the sect, also disappeared at this time.

Xuanling Sect immediately sent his disciples out to investigate, and finally found signs of fighting in the Red Fire Forest, because the headquarters of Han Xue Lou was in the Red Fire Forest, and because of the discord between the two factions, it was natural to blame Han Xue Lou for the disappearance of Shang Yu Shao.

At noon today, after obtaining the master's consent, Qi Wen took a few monks to the Red Fire Forest, preparing to ask for someone from Hanxue Tower, and now he may have arrived at the gate of Hanxue Tower.