Dozens of miles away from Qifeng Town, in the void, the people of Jiangxue Pavilion either fought magic weapons or resisted the wind. It seems that these people are still in a hurry. Just now, just let Li Mushuang hit an outpost, and he caused a lot of trouble. At this time, the speed is even faster.

Now that he is far away from Qifeng Town, the middle-level old man of the Spirit Realm who was talking with Zhang Jiyun came to the side of the woman in blue again, bowed and said, "Dongfang Palace Master, Fang Cai ......"

It turns out that this woman's surname is Dongfang, and she is really the lord of the first palace under one person and above ten thousand people in the Jiangxue Pavilion.

The woman in blue glanced at the old man and said slowly, "Elder Wu, you must be puzzled why I want to exchange five thousand silver-level spirit coins for Mu Shuang, and be extremely polite to that Wang Han, right?"

"Exactly! The subordinates are stupid, and they really don't understand!" Elder Wu's question was actually the question of all the Jiangxue Pavilion monks, but no one dared to come forward and ask.

The woman in blue sneered and said, "Elder Wu, with your cultivation at the middle level of the Supreme Spirit, what do you think of yourself against that Wang Han?"

"Oh?" Hearing the woman in blue ask, Elder Wu couldn't help but look at Zhang Jiyun, because Zhang Jiyun was injured after only one move under Wang Han's hand.

Zhang Jiyun looked at Elder Wu, just frowned, but didn't say much, it seemed difficult to draw conclusions.

"The subordinates are fighting to the death, or they can fight!" Elder Wu weighed the strength of the two rooms. He is a small realm higher than Zhang Jiyun, and he expects that he should have the strength to fight against that Wang Han, and the so-called desperate battle is nothing more than a little modesty.

"Fight to the death?" hehe!" The woman in blue sneered again, and then glanced at the people around her, "In my opinion, it is our people who go together, and that Wang Han has opened the killing ring, except for me, who can escape safely with a magic weapon, none of you people can live!"

"What?" Elder Wu frowned, as if he didn't believe it, and the other Jiangxue Pavilion disciples couldn't help but gasp.

These people are all the elites of the Jiangxue Pavilion, above the Northern Wilderness, in addition to the Arctic Immortal Sea, the Northern Cold Sect, and the Heavenly Desolate Gate, their pair of people and horses can be said to be Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, and demons blocking and killing demons. Wang Han looks a little mysterious, but can he really pick everyone alone?

"Elder Wu, it's not that this palace looks down on you. If that Wang Han wants to kill you, you won't be able to pass a single move in front of that Wang Han. The woman in blue said again.

"Then Wang Han is a Spirit Saint Monk?" Zhang Jiyun frowned.

"At least the Spirit Saint Primary-Order Great Perfection!" the woman in blue said lightly, "If the realm is high, I can't see through it!" Unless the Pavilion Master comes in person, the people who have entered the Jiangxue Pavilion are afraid that none of them will be their opponents!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Jiangxue Pavilion suddenly fell silent.

The Pavilion Master of the Jiangxue Pavilion was promoted to the middle level of the Spirit Saint fifty years ago, and now he is close to the realm of perfection. In addition to the five elders of the Snow Pavilion, they were the first people to cultivate in the Snow Pavilion.

Wang Han, who seemed to only reveal the initial level of cultivation, actually asked the pavilion master to come to the end. This surprised everyone.

"Dongfang Palace Master, can't you fight with him?" Elder Wu looked at the woman in blue with a little hope in his eyes. Only the real high-level figures of the Jiangxue Pavilion know what this woman in blue means to the Jiangxue Pavilion.

"Elder Wu, don't look too high at the palace!" the woman in blue sighed long.

In fact, this woman in blue has always been conceited and cultivated. In her heart, except for the five old immortals in the Jiangxue Pavilion, there was absolutely no one who was her opponent.

It was the master of the Jiangxue Pavilion, she was confident that she could also fight, but as for the palace masters of the other two palaces and other spiritual realm cultivators, she didn't care about it at all.

But when she saw that Wang Han today, she didn't know that she was keenly aware of the extreme danger of the person in front of her. The monk who called himself Wang Han had a murderous aura and an unknown liliang emanating from his bones.

"Fight to the death, or you can fight!" The woman in blue slowly repeated the words of putting down Elder Wu, but this weight was different from Elder Wu's.

The woman in blue said a word, which is enough to explain everything.

In fact, the woman in blue didn't dare to fight, but inexplicably didn't want to fight with the mysterious Wang Han.

"What kind of monk is that?" the woman in blue was silent.

"He is a disciple of the Arctic Immortal Sea?" Elder Wu frowned and guessed.

The monks above the spiritual realm of the three major immortal gates of the Northern Wilderness are recorded in the Jiangxue Pavilion. Spirit Saint Monks, there are only a few people in each faction, but I have never heard of such a person as Wang Han.

Then, if Wang Han is really a spirit saint, the only possibility is that he comes from the snow field, the true ruler of the Northern Wilderness, the Arctic Immortal Sea. The mysterious and powerful Arctic Immortal Sea has always been low-key, but if it is a disciple of the Arctic Immortal Sea walking in the Northern Wilderness, then the so-called three immortals must stay away.

"Nine times out of ten, except for the Arctic Immortal Sea, there shouldn't be such a monk in the Northern Wilderness!" the woman in blue nodded, "This is also the reason why I would rather give up five thousand silver-level spirit coins than make an enmity with him." ”

Everyone in the Jiangxue Pavilion nodded frequently, if the other party was really from the Arctic Immortal Sea, then although the five thousand spirit coins were painful, it was still worth it.

The Seven Great Immortal Sects, just send a soul-level monk, and you can almost sweep the Northern Wilderness.

You must know that not all sects have a soul-scattering old monster sitting there, and not all sects have a demonic cultivator who holds many treasures against the sky and can kill souls.

Therefore, a sect like the Arctic Immortal Sea must not be provoked.

"On this trip, our focus is to defeat the Northern Han Sect, naturally there is no need to make extraneous branches, if we offend a spirit saint, it may also be someone from the Arctic Immortal Sea. That's a curse!"

The woman in blue added another sentence, and everyone in Jiangxue Pavilion thought so.

"I don't know if the Pavilion Master and the Yang Palace Master and others have already arrived in the Northern Han Sect, we still need to hurry. The woman in blue said again.

This time, the Jiangxue Pavilion mobilized the people and came to the Northern Wilderness Northern Region, naturally for the sake of the Great Competition of the Three Great Immortal Gates of the Northern Wilderness. And now it seems that this trip to the Northern Han Sect, Jiangxue Pavilion is by no means a full journey.

The woman in blue also sped up and went straight to the North Han Immortal Mountain. The magic weapon is vertical and horizontal, and it is lost in an instant.

Almost at this time, Amu also left Qifeng Town and returned to the Northern Han Sect.

Many masters of the Jiangxue Pavilion appeared in the Northern Cold Northern Region, how could Amu not have a little idea. Although Amu has not returned to the Northern Han Sect for nearly forty years, Amu knows that a great battle forty years ago has greatly damaged the vitality of the Northern Han Sect.

In the past forty years, how many monks have been promoted from the Northern Han Sect?

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the monks of the Jiangxue Pavilion just now, the five spirit realm masters, two of them to the middle level of the spirit, are enough to fight the Northern Han Sect.

However, Amu is not very worried. Because, after all, the Northern Han Sect still has Qianzang Zhenren and two ancestors in charge.

The most important thing is that Amu knows that there is a real Northern Han Patriarch sitting on the north peak of the Northern Han Sect Town, the Soul Scattering Initial Great Perfection. Although its deity can't move without permission, the doppelganger of the middle level of soul cultivation is enough to solve everything.

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Qifeng Town, from the North Hanxian Mountain, is only three or four days away.

Three days later, Amu had arrived thousands of miles away from the Northern Han Sect. Here, in the void, you can see the mountains of the North Cold Peak and the Heavenly Purple Peak.

This is the classic saying of Feng Tian, a disciple of the Sunset Peak of the Northern Han Sect.

The eight veins of the Northern Cold, the one vein of Tianzi, are indeed the most favored veins of the Northern Han Sect.

Now Amu is a Spiritual Saint Intermediate Dzogchen Monk, and the past forty years ago is vaguely like a dream. Looking at the purple peaks of the northern cold sky, Amu was embarrassed.

The first ice fairy of Tianzi Peak was cold and indifferent to Amu back then, but when Amu did not raise his roots, he did not discriminate at all. Although he wanted to forcibly separate Lishui and Riruo, the ice fairy died to save Amu at the most critical moment.

Tianfeng Double Purple, Purple Rhyme Purple Jade, and Yanguan Beihan are all cultivation wizards, and they have been in the primary stage of cultivation for 20 years. At that time, Ziyu was even more affectionate to Amu, and was willing to die for Amu.

Back then, in the first battle of the Northern Cold, Ziyu really blocked Mei Lingfeng's fatal blow for Amu and died in Amu's arms.

Thinking of Ziyu, Amu's expression was gloomy. The Si people have gone, and this kindness is difficult for Amu to repay in this life.

Han Bingyi was also tied to the Tianzi vein back then. Ah Mu later knew that since he had left the words "Those who are not in the soul realm in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get close to him", with his cold temperament, I am afraid that he must not be able to retreat for forty years.

If you don't enter the soul realm, you will never enter the world, that is the cold ice.

The peaks of the Northern Cold, calculated and calculated, Amu owes the most to the Tianzi lineage. This time he returned to the Northern Han Sect, and Amu was determined to repay the Tianzi lineage.

Thinking in his heart, there was a village in front of him, and Amu descended into the void, just because this was the village where Riruo lived at the beginning.

Originally, it was a small village, but there were only dozens of households, which were scattered and not very regular. Today, there are more than 100 households, most of the houses have been renovated, and the sound of cattle and sheep comes from every household, which is quite rich.

Forty years, mortal dust is half a lifetime of time, and there are too many changes that can be made.

Amu did not enter the village, but landed four or five miles outside the village. There is a lonely grave there, and it is Liruo's grandfather who is buried, and this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it was personally selected by Lishui back then.

Back then, not long after the pear went up the mountain, it was seen by Tianzi Peak that it was an eight-grade immortal root. It's just that I don't know how to cultivate today, her grandfather is buried here, no matter from that point of view, Amu should come to pay respects.

It's just that it's not the same here as it was 40 years ago.

The grave is still the same one, but it seems that it is often mended and cleaned. Around the tomb, there is a bluestone fence, which is quite neat.

The stone monument in front of the tomb also seems to have just been replaced, shining brightly, and full of aura. It's just that it is not an ordinary stone, but a huge spirit stone.

Ten zhang away, someone actually built two grass houses. Reflecting the smoke rising in the distance, it is picturesque.

There are people guarding the tomb here? This was not what Amu expected.

At this moment, the door of the grass house opened, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy walked out. The young man was dressed in a shabby and somewhat wide white robe, and his description was a little sloppy, but he was still delicate.

At this time, the sun was rising, but the young man seemed to have just gotten up and stretched a big lazy waist, so uncomfortable. However, the young man's eyes were clear, and there was no variegation at all.

"Beihan White Robe?," Amu couldn't help but smile.