The reason why the Tang clan was wiped out at the hands of Han Shi back then came from the Tang clan's cruel suppression of the entire Jin State cultivation realm.

If the seed is the cause, the fruit is the effect!

This bloody lesson made Han Yu cautious when he acted, and now he is no longer just a monk with no flesh and blood, behind him is the entire Xuanyang Gate.

The lessons of the past cannot be taken lightly.

But at the same time, in the detachment of Xuanyangmen, with a domineering spirit, Xuanyangmen does not suppress any sect, but it also does not allow anyone to bully the heads of Xuanyangmen disciples.

From a distance, there are dozens of large and small peaks in Xuanyangmen, and there are many figures standing at the peaks, and a majestic aura rises to the sky.

This is the grand meeting of the Jin State cultivation realm, nearly 100 sects gather here, among which there are naturally many people who are still meeting for the first time, and the monks are also people, and the heart is inevitable, but this is the Xuanyang Gate, no one dares to do it here, so it can only compete by showing cultivation.

Among these peaks, there are three peaks that are far higher than the others, and they are none other than Qiyun Peak, Feitian Peak, and Luoyun Peak.

Qi Yunfeng, as the main peak of Xuanyang Gate, can be described as a door of distinguished guests at this moment, but anyone who has a head and face in the cultivation realm of the Jin Kingdom does not want to be able to watch the ceremony here.

Luo Honghui, the elder of the Xuanyang Sect, was on Qiyun Peak, and he saluted the visitors one by one, among these people, there were Win Wutian, there were three sect masters, as well as several sect masters who had risen recently, as well as elders who had cultivated well in various sects.

In addition, there were more than ten people from other Xiuzhen Kingdoms, all of whom were smiling at the moment and bowed to Luo Honghui.

Being able to stand on Qiyun Peak is a symbol of status, if it is a weaker sect, it can only be outside the three peaks, and choose other peaks to watch the ceremony.

As for Feitian Peak, it is forbidden for any foreign monks to step in, although some people are suspicious of this, but the power of Xuanyang Gate does not dare to say anything.

As for Luo Yunfeng, no one dared to break in, and it was rumored that the entire Xuanyang Gate, even Xuanyang Zi Han Yu, would not easily step into Luo Yunfeng.

Luo Yunfeng is not only the holy land of Xuanyang Gate, but also the holy land of the entire Jin Kingdom.

On Luo Yunfeng, Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, at this moment he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Han Yu who was standing out of thin air, and nodded slightly, he still remembered that this son and Han Shi came to Xuanyang Gate at the same time, Han Shi worshiped under his door, but Han Yu was favored by the third senior brother and became a well-deserved senior brother among Qi Yunfeng's disciples.

Five hundred years have passed, and now Han Yu is already a Xuanyang son, and under the rapid progress of cultivation, he is already above him, which shows that the third senior brother has an old vision back then, and Han Yu is indeed talented.

Now, Han Yu has to go one step further, once he breaks into the infant transformation, I believe that the third senior brother has a spirit in the sky, and he will be very proud of Han Yu.

It's just, my disciple, where are you?

In the sky above Xuanyang Gate, Han Yu's eyes were like Xuan Bing, and in his eyes, wisps of vitality like ice flakes burst through a black gap from the far reaches of the heavenly dome and poured in along the gap.

At the moment of the influx, the torrent of vitality seemed to have found the source of the induction, and with a tremble, it came straight to Han Yu.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed!

The monks who came from his sect to observe the ceremony were bright-eyed, and they watched all this calmly, refusing to miss the slightest.

As for the disciples of Xuanyang Sect, they showed even more undisguised fanaticism, in their minds, in addition to the ancestor of Xuanyang Sect who had never met, the most powerful person was the head of Xuanyang Sect, Han Yu, who was now standing in mid-air.

Breaking the realm in public, this is an extremely valuable wealth, which once again proves the transcendent status of the Xuanyang Sect, it is difficult to do this for other sects, after all, the traditional realm breaking, you need to find a secret place, the fewer people who know, the better, and there are very few people who can watch.

The torrent of vitality rushed straight down and submerged into Han Yu's body, causing him to be shocked all over his body, and his eyes were even more radiant, and he slapped it on his chest and spit out a white light.

It was an ice crystal, shining in the sun.

As soon as this colorful ice crystal was spit out, it was like a seed buried in the soil, and under the nourishment of this torrent of vitality, it gradually broke out of the soil.

A crystal transparent tree of ice, stretching its branches, on which there is an endless chill, giving people a sense of despair frozen for eternity, but after that chill, there is a warm spring breeze, tenaciously breaking through the cold, caressing the face, bringing a strong vitality, and in an instant, giving people a sense of hope.

This hope is Han Yu's second artistic conception -----!

The artistic conception of cold, corresponding to death, is cold despair!

The artistic conception of life corresponds to life, which is a warm hope!

The reason why Han Yu's cultivation is extremely fast is that it has a lot to do with his two artistic conceptions, and this feeling also comes from the fight with Tang Feng back then, when he once stepped into the realm between life and death.

The instantaneous perception was deeply imprinted in his heart, making him have a second artistic conception again after condensing the artistic conception of cold for a hundred years.

This is extremely rare, even if you look at the entire Northern Xuanxing, it is also rare.

With the continuous influx of the torrent of vitality, the Ice Tree increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the final height would determine what level Han Yu's artistic conception could reach after he became a Dacheng.

Sanzhang ...... Ten Zhang...... Fifty zhang ...... 100 zhang ...... 300 zhang ...... 700 zhang ......

Just after the Ice Tree reached a height of nine hundred zhang, the continuous torrent of vitality suddenly showed signs of weakening, and the black gap in the extremely distant heavenly dome gradually closed.

Han Yu's expression did not move, but the speed of absorbing the vitality was faster, he wanted to absorb more vitality before the gap was completely closed, as far as he knew, if the transformation of the artistic conception reached a thousand zhang, it would be extraordinary, if it was below a thousand zhang, it could only be regarded as ordinary, and it would also have a great impact on the impact of the realm in the future.

This scene fell in the eyes of the people watching the ceremony, and it suddenly made them look solemn, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Only a few people still looked as usual, quietly watching all this.

The growth rate of the Ice Tree slowed down, nine hundred zhang...... Nine hundred and forty zhang...... Nine hundred and seventy zhang...... Nine hundred and eighty zhang...... Nine hundred and ninety zhang ......

Han Yu looked at the vitality that was on the verge of exhaustion, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, this last ten zhang distance, he couldn't step over.

As he expected, the height of the Ice Tree, after reaching nine hundred and ninety-seven zhang, almost came to a standstill, and with the disappearance of the gap, there was no longer a trace of vitality between heaven and earth.

This kind of vitality, different from the aura, can be called the star vitality, it comes from the endless starry sky, not the Northern Xuanxing itself, although there are a lot of them, but with Han Yu's current cultivation, he does not have the ability to open the gap and reintroduce the torrent of vitality.

The difference between three zhang is very different!

Almost at the same time, Zhou Yi and Luo Honghui both sighed lightly, and there was a little regret in their hearts, only by reaching their cultivation can they see that Han Yu, the strength of the Ice Tree, if they can go one step further and cross this distance of three zhang, the future is limitless.

The changes in heaven and earth gradually dissipated, making the sky clear again, returning to the cloudless blue sky before, and under the illumination of the sun, the cold ice tree in front of Han Yu emitted a dazzling light and slowly faded.

A powerful aura belonging to the infant transformation period emanated from Han Yu's body, instantly enveloping the entire Xuanyang Gate, making those who watched the ceremony all change their faces and have a sense of respect in their expressions.

Although the Ice Tree transformed by Han Yu's artistic conception has not reached a thousand feet, in any case, Han Yu is already an infant cultivator, much stronger than them, it can be said that Han Yu now, with just one thought, can decide the life and death of any of them, such an existence is no longer something they can slander.

Han Yu's eyes were extremely firm, and he glanced at the closed gap again, and sighed secretly in his heart, but in an instant, he was suddenly stunned, and turned his head to look at the sky in the distance, his eyes showing disbelief.

After three breaths, Zhou Yi, Luo Honghui and Ying Wutian also stared at the same time and looked into the distance.

Among them, Zhou Yi suddenly got up, and there was a wisp of relief and joy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Luo Honghui and Win Wutian have complex eyes, and there are even more rich memories among them.

After another three breaths, the entire Xuanyang Gate suddenly had a trembling, between heaven and earth, there was a roar, and countless white clouds filled the sky.

A cyan figure appeared in the sky, but with a snap of his fingers, this person took a step and instantly appeared above the Xuanyang Gate.

An indescribably powerful aura made almost everyone who felt the breath feel a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts, as if a hundred thousand mountains were pressing heavily on their hearts, making it impossible for people to resist.

This breath is very unfamiliar to the vast majority of Xuanyang Sect disciples.

But only the high-level of Xuanyangmen are familiar with this breath, and it belongs to a disciple of Xuanyangmen who is amazingly talented, this person, as early as four hundred years ago, was revered as the ancestor of the entire Jin Kingdom's cultivation realm.

Since this person left Luo Yunfeng, for so many years, except for Han Yu, this person has never appeared in front of the people of Xuanyang Sect, countless disciples, only heard his name, but did not see him, over time, gradually, this person is regarded as a legendary figure, not as real.

"Han Shi!"

"It's Han Shi!"

"Finally back. ”

"It's really him. ”

Han Shi's gaze fell on Luo Yunfeng, looking at Zhou Yi, there was a faint smile in his eyes, this smile gradually thickened, although he hadn't seen it for four hundred years, but it seemed like it was just yesterday.

Han Shi stood in the clouds, the wind blew the green shirt hunting, looking from afar, like a war immortal!

The long flowing gray hair has a kind of freedom beyond the ordinary!