I only heard Uncle Han continue.

"As I said before, we meet by fate"

Uncle Han put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"You are now in the Quenching God Realm, I believe that you will be able to enter the Wash Lead Hua in the near future, and it is called the Lead Wash Hua Realm in your place."

Uncle Han continued.

When Ling Zhi heard this, he had doubts in his heart.

"What, Uncle Han, isn't it called the Washed Lead Huajing there?"

Ling Zhi asked, looking puzzled.

"We have there, we haven't washed away the division of the lead Hua realm, forget it, it's the right way for you to improve your cultivation now, and I don't know if your seed can grow into a towering tree."

Uncle Han took a deep look at Ling Zhi and said indifferently.

Ling Zhi had no idea what was happening to him.

I just know that I should have some big things involved.

It's inconvenient for Uncle Han to tell himself now, or it's not time to tell himself yet.

"Uncle Han, I seem to have encountered a bottleneck now, how can I not touch the threshold of washing up the lead, before you said that you need to transform the way of the gale into the way of the wind, what should I do?"

Ling Zhi continued to ask.

Uncle Han pointed an index finger at Ling Zhi's forehead, a white luster.

The palms of his hands swirled and emitted a golden light.

"Uncle Han, what is this?"

Ling Zhi wondered.

Uncle Han didn't speak, only to see him wave his hand casually, and hit this small white light cluster into Ling Zhi's forehead.

This small ball of bright white light did not enter Ling Zhi's forehead.

"Wandering"

Immediately, there was a burst of blazing light, and a golden flame rose up.

"This is also my promise to my old friend."

Uncle Han said lightly, and then did not speak again.

"You just have to follow your heart and everything will fall into place"

Uncle Han can only say this.

Ling Zhi was depressed for a while, but he didn't dare to ask.

It's always like this, and it's only halfway through the conversation.

Ling Zhi still didn't understand what Uncle Han was talking about, but he still nodded.

In a short time now, he had recovered a lot, the scars on his body had also been scarred, and his exhausted internal strength had become more full.

As soon as he clenched his fist, Ling Zhi felt an incomparably powerful force continuously coming from the golden heart he had cultivated.

The golden bones of the arms had begun to spread to the chest.

Ling Zhi felt that he could crush the stone with a random grip.

It's really a battle.

Fierce battles are the fastest way to improve your cultivation.

Ling Zhi felt that if there was a demon wolf-like figure in front of him, he could tear others apart in one hand.

A qualitative leap.

But he is still in the Tempering God Realm, and he still hasn't reached the Wash Lead Realm.

Suddenly, a pure and elegant sound came out.

"Ling Gongzi, you're here"

Ning Yun sat quietly in front of a guqin.

There was no emotional fluctuation on her quiet face, and a shallow tear mole was in the corner of her right eye.

Legend has it that if there is a light brown mole at the corner of the eye, it is a tear mole.

It is said that tear moles have no right to cry, and the position of the next centimeter at the moment, the effect that cinnabar cannot be pointed out is so real.

Tear moles, the marks carved on the Sansheng stone, the traces that can't even be erased by reincarnation.

Ling Zhi couldn't help but think in his heart.

And the eyes with tear moles are destined to have many tears in this life, sometimes pouring tears, sometimes unintentionally like dewdrops.

This tear mole will sprout, grow, and eventually wither.

Ning Yun, who was concentrating on playing the guqin, was covered in white yarn, and her delicate facial features were engrossed.

Somehow, Ling Zhi felt a faint sadness in the sound of the piano.

Her slender and graceful hands gently stroked the strings, stroking up the rippling notes.

The timbre is like a puddle of clear water, clear and clear.

Like the snow disappearing, and like a fresh breeze on the lake on a summer night.

The strings are like falling flowers, which is intoxicating.

It is relaxing and fresh in the heart.

Ning Yun's slender fingers wandered between the strings, and bursts of pleasant piano sounds were transmitted.

Ling Zhi found that Ning Yun's piano sound naturally had a calming effect, which could increase his understanding of the depths of the Great Dao more thoroughly.

Indifferent, tranquil, far-reaching.

Tonight's night is not dark because of the sound of the piano.

Ling Zhi stopped and listened quietly.

A few days later, another more exciting news came out of Shunning City.

The two major forces of the Nangong family and the Shang Ding Pavilion each sent two powerhouses of the Ladder Realm to descend on Shunning City, just to find the mysterious powerhouse who shot that night.

The two major forces each sent a mysterious Ladder Realm powerhouse.

It's like a boulder falling into the water and a meteor falling to the ground causing a big explosion.

People who weren't paying attention to it were suppressed.

When the storm meets, the second round of the Dongzhou Governor will also start in a few days.

This time, the matchup is a two-on-one duel, and the process is decided by lottery.

Outside the large school grounds, many people from the governor's yamen were running back and forth, and several old men were drawing lots for the thousands of people who had survived the melee.

"Shh

The results came out, and the people of the governor's yamen posted the official lists one by one, and countless people rushed to watch.

"The results are out, let's go and see them."

A man beckoned.

"Tut-tut, this time it seems that it is a group of heroes competing for hegemony, Luo Nianyan, Dongfang Changkong, Ji Wuying, Yin Xiudao, Luo Shuiyi, these people are really a collection of talents."

A middle-aged man sighed.

"It's just what we know at the moment, and there are some things we don't know."

"For example, I heard that Li Zehao, the leader of the Young Alliance of Heaven and Earth, is known as the first person of the younger generation, and he is also here, and the first person from the Palm Martial Hall of several purgatory is also here."

Others were all discussing, lamenting the birth of many Tianjiao in the blood refining.

Ling Zhi saw the name Gu Feng in the crowd, and the opponent was a person named Qian Kun.

Qian Kun, Ling Zhi secretly remembered this name.

Now it's just a matter of announcing the matchup, and tomorrow will officially start the next round of competition.

Ling Zhi returned to the courtyard where he lived, silently preparing for the battle.

Tonight, the moonlight is shining brightly and pouring down in the courtyard.

Ling Zhi kept practicing in the courtyard shirtless, and the fist aura of his fists was grandiose and huge.

The two maids, Qing Wu and Qing Ying, also knew that Ling Zhi was going to participate in the Blood Refinement, and they didn't bother him.

Just quietly watching Ling Zhi sweating from a distance.

Ling Zhi passed by the treasure shop to help him collect some information about Qian Kun,

Qian Kun, a big family from Tianling City in Dongzhou, is a formidable opponent.

Ling Zhi's opponent tomorrow is this person, and countless characters in Shunning City are carefully preparing for battle.

At this moment, in a valley outside the city.

The two major forces of the Nangong family and the Shang Ding Pavilion each sent two Ladder Realm powerhouses in order to find Uncle Han's whereabouts.

"Nangong Xin, how's it going?"

An old man from the Nangong family shouted, not giving Nangong any face.

Dare to reprimand a strong man in the Pulp Condensation Realm like this, it seems that this old man's identity is extremely noble in the Nangong family.

"Ancestor, still not"

Nangong Xin lowered his head and said, not daring to raise his head and look directly into the old man's eyes.

"How is your Shang Ding Pavilion, haven't you found it yet?"

Shang Dingtian and Shang Aotian also had a wry smile on their faces.

How can such a character be easily found.

"Still not found"

Shang Aotian bowed his head and said.

"Hmph, useless waste!"

An old man in Shang Ding Pavilion said disdainfully.

"Two fellow Daoists of the Nangong family, what kind of realm do you think we are looking for this time?"

Another old man from Shang Ding Pavilion stepped forward and said.

"It turned out to be Shang Tianji and Shang Tianyu."

An old man from the Nangong family said.

"The old man thinks that the person we are looking for is nothing more than a person from the Uzo Realm who has climbed the ladder realm, and we have four people from the Uzo Realm this time, which is enough to deal with."

Shang Tianji looked at the old man in front of him.

"It turned out to be the two elders of the Nangong family, Nangong Jue and Nangong Cang"

"Hmph, if you find this person, the old man must be brutally tortured and killed, and he dares to attack the people of our Nangong family."

Nangong Jue said viciously.

Nangong Jue is just like his name, tough and domineering.

His divine voice spread out, forming a shock.

The whole valley was buzzing.

The conversation between these four Ladder Realm powerhouses, none of the people under them dared to interject.

"Are you looking for me?"

An abrupt voice came from the crowd.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice appeared suddenly, and a man in white appeared in this way, among the two major forces of the Nangong family and the Shang Ding Pavilion.

There is no trace of martial arts on his body.

This man is Uncle Han.

Nangong Cang's eyes flashed with a ray of surprise and shock, and he and Nangong definitely glanced at each other.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?"

Shang Tianji said in a deep voice.

"Ancestor"

Shang Aotian whispered tremblingly.

"This is the person who shot us that night"

Several old men heard Shang Aotian say this.

His face sank.

Shang Tianyu's face was not good, and a trace of deep jealousy flashed in his eyes.

The powerhouses of the four major ladder realms all stared at Uncle Han.

There were four powerhouses of the ladder realm on their side, but they didn't feel the arrival of this man in white at all, and what level the realm of the man in white was in front of them.

Nangong Cang and Nangong definitely glanced at each other, and Nangong Cang nodded.

Then Nangong Jue's body climbed violently, and his hand condensed into a knife with the historical atmosphere of Sangcang.

"The old man wants to see who dares to make a move on the people of our Nangong family."

After that, the knife in Nangong Jue's hand exuded the aura of Tranquility and slashed directly at Uncle Han.

Shang Tianji and Shang Tianyu were both staring at each other, and they also wanted to use Nangong Jue's move to test Uncle Han.

"Woohoo"

Waves of swords converged into a huge storm that swept Uncle Han.

The Uzo Realm is the first realm of the Ladder Realm, and the Yu represents space.

People in this heavy realm can master spatial morality and use spatial morality to fight against enemies.

Shrinking the ground into inches, close to the end of the world, projecting thousands of miles away, unpredictable.

I saw Uncle Han standing calmly in front of everyone like a waveless ancient well.

"Whoop"

Nangong Jue's explosion of earth-shattering sword momentum touched Uncle Han's body.

Uncle Han's body immediately exuded a faint crystal luster, and the earth-shattering sword momentum immediately fell silent like a mud cow entering the sea.

"What!!"

Nangong Jue's eyes were shocked, this blow had already used seven success forces.

Even the powerhouses of the Uzo Realm could not ignore this blow.

But what's going on here?

"Wandering"

Uncle Han carried his hands behind his back, his clothes were hunting, and the luster on his body directly turned Nangong Jue's offensive into intangible.

"This person is weird, let's go together!"

Nangong drank violently, planning to shoot again.

As soon as his words fell, the other three Ladder Realm powerhouses who were watching no longer hesitated and shot together.

Suddenly, the situation changes.

The shot of the powerhouses of the Four Great Universe Hidden Realms stirred up the aura of the space, shattering for a while, and shooting out storms in all directions.

Four forces of extinction are rolling towards Uncle Han.