With the previous experience, Jiang Han already had a little realization, and it was not meaningless for this kind of place where the door leads.

It's like walking through a door before, when Jiang Han came back, although he didn't have the memory of "Jiang Han", his forging skills were perfectly preserved, this is Jiang Han's biggest gain, this forging technology may not be used for the time being, but what if it is used in the future?

Tomorrow's things, who can say well.

Soon after, the darkness disappeared, but this time Jiang Han did not open his eyes.

He was now lying in a house in a small fishing village, still asleep, having been rescued by a fisherman.

Jiang Han was lying on the rocky beach at that time, holding a beautiful sword tightly in his hand, and this fisherman could be sure that he must be a martial artist even if he didn't know it again.

Seeing that there was still life under it, he hurriedly moved Jiang Han to the car that pulled fish on the shore and brought him to the village.

Jiang Han has been in a coma for more than six days, and he has not eaten a drop of water and rice in this short period of time, this fisherman is worried about whether he will die like this, and then he finds that he is completely worried, this person's breath gradually stabilized, and his complexion began to improve, except that he did not wake up, he is no different from ordinary people.

Tulangzhong in the village has also come to see it a few times, the pulse is unhindered, and the complexion is good, he has no special method, this situation even saves the supplement, Jiang Han has never eaten, so he can only wait for him to wake up naturally.

The people in the village speculated that Jiang Han might be some kind of martial arts person, most of them lost the battle with others, so they ended up like this, these martial arts masters all practiced internal strength, and they could go without eating or drinking for a long time, and there was no problem at all.

The life of the fishing village has not been disrupted by the appearance of Jiang Han, and they each run their own business to support their families and continue to be quiet.

Jiang Han walked into that door that day, and then lost consciousness, he didn't know anything about what happened afterward, he only remembered that when he passed through that door, a force entered from his heavenly spirit, and instantly integrated into his body, sealing the spirit and sealing the god and sealing the body, Jiang Han's spiritual power and the power of refining the body were all restricted to death, as if they were exhausted.

That mysterious power dissolved, and it was distributed in all corners of Jiang Han's body like a spider's web, restricting Jiang Han from almost all of his cultivation, and the swirling sea of blood in the dantian was completely silent and motionless, if it weren't for those few Pangu witch bones still shining, Jiang Han really had no difference from a mortal at this time.

On the seventh day, Jiang Han opened his eyes, he was already clear about the situation in his body, he got out of bed, wanted to try it, and found that his true cultivation was completely lost, and he couldn't even use a trace of spiritual power, let alone use magic powers.

Try again, there was an unexpected surprise, the waist bag can still be used, but Jiang Han is full of bitterness, he didn't put too many things in his waist bag, and when he checked it, there was nothing available.

Looking around, the houses made of stone, with wood and tight straw on top, are very simple in decoration, they are all coral reef shells, and you can quickly judge that it should be by the sea, ordinary people's homes.

Jiang Han turned around and saw the sword placed on the bed, it turned out to be the Storm Sword, there was a look of surprise on his face, this sword is a powerful magic weapon, he obviously didn't hold it in his hand before entering the door and was injured, but why did it appear outside now.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it first

Opened the curtain, the warm sunlight shone on his face, as a monk, Jiang Han actually felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling, stood in place, and adapted to it for a while before he took a step forward and paced in this small fishing village by the sea.

The people he met looked at him strangely, children, adults, but there was no malice, many people knew that someone was rescued back to the village, but he never woke up, and now when he sees an outsider, he must be able to think of it at the first time.

Jiang Han is dressed in modern clothes, and he feels a little out of place here, anyone can see the difference between him at a glance, and the villagers have been guessing about Jiang Han's identity for several days.

Now that Jiang Han has woken up, the first thing he does is to thank the person who saved him, and then he has to make enough compensation, save his life, and repay him with all his might, and then he has to figure out his own situation.

Where is he and thinking about his future plans, Jiang Han has quickly escaped from the flying world, and it is probably impossible to recover from his cultivation, so it's okay, anyway, he knows that this should be the same as the previous experience, what conditions must be completed before he can leave, and it is useless to be anxious now.

It's just to put it down, it's simple to say, in fact, it's difficult no matter who puts it down, Jiang Han is the same, although he has accepted that he has become an ordinary person, but after all, it takes a process and a period of time to adapt.

Before he knew it, he had walked out of the village and came to the seashore, where at a glance the shore was divided into two kinds, one was a golden sand, and in the far west, a small gravel beach with small pebbles at his feet.

The sea breeze blew his hair, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, the wind was not very strong, with the slight fishiness of the sea, but also with a hint of warmth.

Looking up at the endless sea in the distance, Jiang Han's life was like a phantom, flashing in his mind, a lifetime of decades, and he looked back again in an instant.

In the end, Jiang Han turned around and walked back, his back did not look lonely, there was no difference from the arrogant and arrogant Jiang Han before, and it seemed to be more indifferent.

Back in the village, the fisherman who saved him has returned, fishing sometimes, very particular, can not go to sea every day, which day, when to go, when to return, all must be set in advance, otherwise accidents may occur.

Seeing Jiang Han come back, the fisherman greeted him with a smile, there were many wrinkles on his face, and there were white threads in his hair, he was past middle age, looking at the smiling face of the visitor, Jiang Han also laughed.

"Good spirits, haha, I'm afraid you won't survive. The old fisherman walked up to Jiang Han and wiped his hands with his shirt, he was fiddling with salted fish before.

Jiang Han bowed down and bowed, "Thank you uncle for saving your life." ”

The old fisherman hadn't spoken yet, and when Jiang Han bowed, the sky was instantly covered with black clouds, and it looked like it was going to press down, the scene was amazing, and the people in the fishing village had never seen or heard of this.

After that, there was a thunderbolt in the air, but nothing happened in the end It was even more bizarre, the black clouds in the air came and went faster, and they disappeared without a trace in an instant, and at this time Jiang Han just straightened up.

And it seems that Jiang Han is completely unaware of this, and he is the only one who has not noticed the vision of the sky.

The people in the village looked at Jiang Han, their eyes were a little different at this time, they couldn't understand something, they would be afraid, this is human nature, Jiang Han is a stranger, who knows who it is and what disaster it will bring to the village.