Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

It is a wish and a test.

Unlike others who recruit disciples to test their qualifications, Han Yang only tests his character.

Character is more important than qualifications.

Qualifications can only determine how high a warrior starts, but character can determine how far a warrior can go in the end.

Han Yang looked at the little girl in front of him quietly, waiting for her choice.

Chen Qiaoqian was a little nervous.

She was very aware of Han Yang's clear-cut character of love and hate.

If the little girl makes the wrong choice, the fate between her and Han Yang will end here.

For this little girl from the Western Region, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that can change her destiny.

It depends on whether she can grasp it.

Ling'er stared blankly at the three small flying swords in his hand that were shining like toys.

Is this an artifact?

The low-level warriors in the Western Region worked hard but could not get a single artifact.

An artifact can even change the fate of a person or a family.

At this time, the three artifacts were placed in the palm of his hand.

Children in the mountains are extremely smart.

Not to mention that Ling'er also knows a lot about martial arts because of her parents.

Naturally, he knew how precious his immortal fate was.

"Can any wish really come true?"

Ling'er looked at Han Yang nervously, her dark eyes filled with uneasy expectation.

"You can have any wish..."

Han Yang replied with a smile.

Chen Qiaoqian had a smile on her face.

This little girl from the mountains obviously didn't know how serious Han Yang's promise was.

If it were anyone else, this kind of unlimited promise might just be a boast.

But Han Yang, he has the ability to turn the impossible into the possible.

Ling'er stared into the evil man's eyes, as if trying to judge whether the evil man was lying.

But in the end, she saw nothing.

With Han Yang being reborn as the ninth and sixth war god, how could a little girl understand the thoughts of the sixth war god?

Ling'er lowered her head and looked at the three shining flying swords in her hand. Then she took out a flying sword from her palm and placed it gently in front of Han Yang.

"My grandpa is in frail health, old and has only a few years left. I hope my grandpa can live longer..."

Ling'er thought to herself that the evil man in front of her was a god.

If he were a god, it wouldn't be difficult to let grandpa live longer, right?

"You only have three chances to make a wish. Are you sure this is your first wish?"

Han Yang looked at the little girl calmly.

Linger nodded vigorously, and then handed the flying sword to Han Yang.

Han Yang took the flying sword with a smile, and auspicious clouds rose under his feet, lifting Ling'er into the air, causing Ling'er to exclaim. ..

"Take me to your house..."

Han Yang flew forward with Linger.

Ling'er was completely stunned by the magic of soaring into the clouds and driving through the mist. She looked eagerly at the mountains and rivers passing by her feet, almost reluctant to blink.

Chen Qiaoqian took the opportunity to send a message to Han Yang: "The matter of Shenxu..."

Although she also likes the little girl Ling'er, it will be very dangerous for Shenxu to ascend to a strange place now.

Han Yang's behavior made her a little confused.

Ignoring the affairs of Shenxu and focusing on a little girl I have never seen before seems to be putting the cart before the horse.

She believed that Han Yang must have his own plans, she just wanted to hear some explanations to make her feel more at ease.

Han Yang said with a smile: "Have you ever heard of peeling off the cocoon?"

Chen Qiaoqian gave Han Yang a cute look.

She is not a charming young lady who has never touched the beauty of beauty. How could she not know about raising silkworms and spinning silk?

Han Yang continued: "The strange place in front of you is like a cocoon. It seems impossible to start, but as long as you extract one of the threads and peel off the cocoon, you can find the answer you need."

Chen Qiaoqian was slightly startled at first, and then understood.

"You... plan to kill directly?"

This is a strange place, and enemies may appear at any time.

The safest way is to guard the sacred ruins and be prepared to be alert to enemies that may come at any time.

But Han Yang's approach was exactly the opposite.

He was clearly planning to use this little girl as an excuse to start a killing spree in this strange place.

Kill until the strongest man in this world appears.

You can naturally tell who is the enemy and who is the friend.

This method is simply crude and crude.

Even a little unreasonable.

But Chen Qiaoqian didn't know how to refute.

With her current state of mind, she could naturally detect that beyond the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains, there was clearly a God List in the sea of ​​consciousness of those warriors.

This strange place is most likely the headquarters of the Shenbang Organization.

Killing may be the best way to break the situation.

Because Han Yang can become stronger and stronger in the fight!

Rather than passively defending, it is better to break the situation violently and face powerful enemies.

By the time the enemy reacted, Han Yang had already accumulated the power he needed through killing.

Han Yang's move is undoubtedly a tightrope walk.

If you are not careful, you may fall to pieces.

But Chen Qiaoqian knew very well that she had no other choice.

If he sticks to the divine ruins, the end may be even more miserable.

Killing is Han Yang's only choice!

"Then let's fight our way through!"

Chen Qiaoqian smiled, held Han Yang's hand, and the two snuggled together.

For her, as long as she can be by Han Yang's side, everything else is unimportant, it's nothing more than living and dying together.

When he came, Ling'er ran for a day and a night.

When I returned, it was almost a matter of seconds.

Ling'er was even immersed in the surprise of soaring in the clouds and mist. She had returned to the cave where she and her grandfather lived.

"Ling'er?"

In several caves on the mountain wall, someone saw Ling'er's figure and shouted in a complaining tone: "Where have you gone? Your grandfather has been searching for you all over the mountains and plains since yesterday..."

Ling'er's face was instantly filled with joy at being blessed with immortality.

"grandfather……"

She didn't expect that her grandfather, who always put his life first, would take risks and run out to look for her at the dangerous moment when the gods descended.

I am so ignorant.

She could only look at Han Yang with pleading eyes.

Han Yang pointed his finger.

A line of cause and effect flew out of Ling'er's body and flew into the distance.

The next moment, the three of them appeared in front of Grandpa Linger.

"Ling'er?!"

Grandpa Ling'er first looked at Ling'er who suddenly appeared in shock, and then he saw Han Yang and Han Yang beside him.

The old man subconsciously wanted to pull Ling'er to his side and hide him behind him.

Ling'er didn't want to worry Grandpa, so she hurriedly explained: "This is the master who gave me immortality. He can help Grandpa extend your life..."

The old man became more vigilant.

In the Western realm, gods are synonymous with killing.

Gods only slaughter mortals.

I have never heard of a god going to extend the life of a mortal.

Han Yang didn't waste any words, he just flicked his finger and shot a law into the old man's body.

Boom!

Calamity clouds appeared above the void.

This old man with mediocre qualifications was promoted from the ground up, began to gather his divine power, and advanced towards the realm of gods.

His appearance began to look younger at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The aura exuded is getting stronger and stronger.

God!

In just half a day, the old man was promoted from an aging mortal in the virtual realm to a true god who condensed his divine personality.