It is said that Shizun is a devil

Han Jing slowly opened his eyes, feeling peaceful in his heart.

In the early stage of Yuanying, he advanced into Mahayana in one fell swoop. He should have been ecstatic, but in the early stage of Mahayana, his state of mind was very different from that of Yuanying, and he felt normal instead.

What's more, there is no time to cultivate the truth. I don't know the year and month of this retreat, and I don't know how many amazing talents have already reached the Mahayana realm. A chaffinch, but to bring shame on itself.

Although Han Jing is also known as a genius, he is quite self-aware when he has climbed high and far. In terms of genius, he is only an ordinary person. There are not many people with extraordinary luck and talent, and he is far behind.

Close your eyes and quietly feel the return of the soul, the spiritual flow in the body, Han Jing found that there was another soul in his body, but the foreign soul was extremely weak, unconscious, unable to fight, and had been automatically controlled by Han Jing's Nascent Soul. Pushed to the sea of ​​consciousness, trembling.

During Hanjing's retreat, the spiritual altar was closed, and the bond between the body and the spirit was reduced. This lonely ghost probably thought it was an unowned corpse, occupying it. Sin, remembering that he got a magic weapon in the early years, but he can temporarily live in the soul. He originally reserved it for himself when he had to abandon the physical body to keep the soul.However, just as he was about to take out the Lingbao and urged the Yuanying villain to drive the ghost into the Lingbao, he finally noticed the coldness of the external environment and couldn't help being a little confused.

The spiritual power flowed through the whole body along the Lingtai, and its repairing power flowed. At this time, Han Jing realized that his body was full of scars, all internal organs were damaged, and countless black iron chains were wrapped around Han Jing's body. On the face, only the eyes, ears, mouth and nose are exposed, and there is no light around, but in front of Han Jing's eyes is the clear water of the netherworld, the smell of the yin and stink pervades the mouth and nose, and three thin cold iron chains pass through the joints of Han Jing's whole body , cold to the bone.The five senses of coldness and purification are about to return to the cage, and I feel that there is no pain anywhere in the whole body. The spiritual power hits the iron chain, and the cold iron chain expands, and the whole body seems to freeze instantly!

Even with dual spiritual roots of ice and water, Han Jing couldn't calmly face such a cold impact.The cold iron chain is a natural magic weapon that will be used to bind people with profound spiritual power or who have committed the most evil crimes.Rao is Hanjing who has a gentle temperament and is not good at arguing with others, so he has to be angry!

Is it true that there is no one on Pingbofeng?

The vast spiritual power in the early days of Mahayana rushed out, and the water of darkness flowed backwards under the impact of this powerful spiritual energy, and the small water prison actually caused waves to roll.The black iron chain as thick as a child's arm was broken, and the cold iron chain also restrained the cold light under the powerful attack of the Mahayana monk. The wall of gold and bluestone was pushed out of the cracks by the water vapor from Han Jing's body, and finally could not withstand the majestic majesty of the Mahayana monk. His spiritual power burst apart!

This is actually a small water prison built at the bottom of the mountain, but the monks moved mountains and the sea, and the Mahayana monks were even more powerful enough to call the wind and rain. Half of the mountain peak was cracked by the force of the cold and clean, and the layers were chapped from the bottom to the top, and they fell down rumbling!All of a sudden, dust bursts, birds and beasts sing together, and landslides and ground cracks.

Han Jing gently pulled his wrist out of the already vain iron chain, gritted his teeth and pulled the cold iron chain from the joints of his body one by one.Her life went smoothly, with no demons in her heart. The gentle Han Jing seldom fights with others. She is deeply loved by her teachers. The pain still made Han Jing's eyes turn red.

As soon as Han Jing pulled the cold iron chain through two joints, Han Jing heard a scream from above his head.As a Mahayana monk, there is naturally no possibility of auditory hallucinations, and the mountain disintegrates, and the sound of birds and beasts running is endless, and some people are not out of Han Jing's surprise.It's just that Han Jing's hearing is excellent, and he has been listening for a radius of ten miles before he moves. There are few people, and he is the only one.It is not sure whether this person is an innocent person or a thief who imprisoned him. If it is an innocent tourist, it is nothing but killing.

Possessing the master of water and ice assistant, Han Jing's personality is gentle and rational, but according to what Han Jing's master Yucheng Zhenren said, he is really kind and too kind. It is not a material for practice. Many people think that Han Jing will He chose to become a medical practitioner, but Han Jing practiced with Daoist Yucheng since he was a child. He didn't know what it was like to be a medical practitioner, and he never thought of becoming a medical practitioner.

Hearing people's screams at this time, Han Jing hesitated for a moment, and no longer entangled in the cold iron chains that had not been removed from his body. A series of people wrapped it in.

However, the water bubbles hadn't completely eliminated the person's tendency to fall, and a meteor-like sword energy flew across the sky far away, and the water bubbles were about to burst. Hit the ground.

Han Jing hurriedly sent out the blister again, but this time the blister was not broken, but no one received it.

The person who sent out a beam of sword energy from far away in the sky before caught the falling person before the water bubbles, and floated to the ground.

The person who came was wearing a black shirt, and his complexion was extremely white, as the saying goes, "whiteness covers all ugliness". What's more, this person's eyebrows are like a knife, his lips are like a knife, he is beautiful but masculine, and his black hair is crowned with black jade, which makes him look more heroic.

Han Jing, who thought it would be a lot of trouble with this person, saw this person, but his eyes lit up, he was completely relaxed and trusting. Although he was in an inexplicable situation and in a bad mood, Han Jing felt warm from the bottom of his heart.

"Han Jin."

Han Jin let go of the stunned scholar, and his thin lips, which were already pursed into a sharp line, slowly raised an icy arc: "Master."

Han Jing's enthusiasm turned cold in an instant, Han Jin was the child he had watched grow up, but Han Jin's attitude now was by no means respectful, his eyes were devoid of enthusiasm, and even a little bit disgusted, really Chilling.I don't know how many years I have been in seclusion, but I have become estranged to this point, and I have forgotten the kindness of my teacher's upbringing, only a cold sentence of "Master", without the respect and admiration I had when I was young.

Han Jing was a little disappointed: "Han Jin, you have grown up."

Han Jin's attitude was still cold: "Master is very good."

"You just established the foundation when I was in retreat, and now you are... you are... Mahayana?!"

Can't blame Han Jing for making a fuss, when he retreated, he was already in the late stage of Yuanying, and Han Jin was just in the early stage of foundation building, but when he left the closed door, he was only in the early stage of Mahayana, but Han Jin was already a Mahayana!

Han Jing has known for a long time that Han Jin's talent is extremely high, but Han Jin's growth rate is still far beyond Han Jing's imagination. While Han Jing is happy, he is inevitably disappointed.Sure enough, since ancient times, geniuses have emerged in large numbers, and the progress of the younger generations will always be beyond the reach of the older generations.

Compared to Han Jing's shock, Han Jin's was a little bit more shocked: "Mahayana? Where did your cultivation come from?!"

The more I missed him, the more I couldn't accept Han Jin's questioning tone: "Han Jin, is this your attitude towards being a teacher!"

When Han Jin was three years old, Han Jing carried him back to Pingbofeng. At the beginning, Han Jin always cried for his father and mother. The senior brother couldn't bear it anymore and told Han Jing directly that the teenage child should have gone to sleep by himself, and Han Jing suddenly realized that he packed a hut for Han Jin. The 14-year-old Han Jin was acting coquettishly and crying. Han Jing had no choice but to sleep in her arms for another two years. Then, Han Jin suddenly wanted to sleep by herself.

However, overnight, the child who kept crying and was unwilling to take a step away from him suddenly asked himself coldly, "Where did your cultivation come from?" He was aloof and disgusted, as if mocking Han Jing's years of hard work Now that he is worthy of Mahayana, how can Han Jing believe it.

"Are you worthy of being my master?" Han Jin's voice was almost frozen, "Han Jing, what crime did you do for this cultivation?"

His voice was cold, but his pupils were full of anger. He looked at Han Jing arrogantly, as if looking at the most unbearable filthy species. There was no trace of joy on the face outlined by pen and ink, only coldness.If it was just melancholy and heartache just now, now Han Jing is angry: "Han Jin, if you think that I am not worthy to be your talented teacher, then you will make a clean break from now on and never see each other again! Go and find your own way to immortality, I beg you The person I want to worship is my teacher, anyway, although you and I have the name of master and apprentice, I have never drank your apprenticeship wine! If we say goodbye today, we will see each other indefinitely!"

Han Jing was originally a gentle gentleman, and his morals and etiquette were always upright, but he was so insulted by his apprentice, after all, he missed his old love and refused to meet with swordsmen, so he could only leave cruel words, and he didn't even care to clean the chains on his body, and turned to leave.

He refused to meet with swordsmen, but Han Jin refused: "If you want to leave, it depends on whether you can leave!"

A smear of snow-white flashed across Han Jing's eyes, Han Jin's complexion was already gloomy, and he took the sword to strike, turning tens of thousands of swords, and the heavy sword shadows surrounded Han Jing in all directions so that no water leaked out.He is indeed a monk in the Mahayana period. As soon as the sword intent came out, the Han Jing in the early Mahayana period also shivered.

Han Jing felt a pain in his heart, his thin face was full of loss and anger, and his warm eyes were also sunken: "Well, well, Han Jin, I have raised you for 20 years, and you gave me back a sword, because I have no way to teach, know people Unclear. If you want to fight, then fight! Scholar, this matter has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!"

Rescued passers-by who looked like a scholar who was suddenly called out hurriedly ran away, thinking they had run far enough, they turned around and waved their hands at Han Jing, loudly encouraging: "Benefactor, come on!"

Han Jin glanced at the scholar.

The scholar immediately added: "Han Jing benefactor, come on! Han Jin benefactor, Han Jing benefactor is seriously injured, it is unjust for you to bully the wounded!"

Han Jing was a little moved. While resisting Han Jin's sword energy with spiritual power in an immobile posture, he sent a stream of water vapor to push the chaotic scholar further away: "Scholar, run for your life."

Surprise flashed in Han Jin's eyes, the sword energy increased sharply, Han Jing formed a seal with one hand, and built a wall of water: "Han Jin, you are also a Mahayana, since you want my life, use your full strength, don't underestimate people !"

As the same Mahayana, although Han Jin should have entered the Mahayana realm earlier than Han Jing, it is a bit too presumptuous to easily subdue Han Jing, and Han Jing has to regard this as Han Jin's contempt and insult.

Clay figurines also have temperament, not to mention Han Jing's life is quite smooth, Yucheng Daoist is only such an apprentice, and he is quietly cared for like a son, and has never suffered any grievances.Taking in an apprentice who is too clingy but also obedient and obedient, and the brothers in the same school respect and love each other and have never had any disputes. Han Jin's move is actually Han Jing's first time facing loss and heartache.When a gentle person gets angry, it is even more shocking, and when a Mahayana monk is angry, it is even more shocking!

Once Han Jing defended and turned to attack, Han Jin was not like a Mahayana monk at all, he was afraid of his hands and feet. If it wasn't for Han Jing's actions that did not aim at killing him, Han Jin would have been unable to support him.In the sky full of ice, Han Jin's swordsmanship was full of leaks, but Han Jing was reluctant to part with it. Seeing Han Jin showing a state of difficulty in coping, although he was angry in his heart, he still withdrew his offensive. leave.

Han Jin seemed hesitant, seeing that Han Jing was about to leave, he quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Han Jing said coldly: "Go back to Xia Weizong, go and find your own teacher."

Han Jin: "But Master, the Xiawei Sect is not in that direction."

Han Jing: ...silently turned my toes 45 degrees.

Han Jin: "...It's reversed."

Han Jing, who silently changed the opposite direction, lost face in front of the traitor, and felt a little hot on his face, so he snorted vigorously to boost his momentum: "Whispering! Don't I know the way back to my sect?!"

A tiny bit of hope surged in Han Jin's heart, and he shook his head firmly: "Master, you're not a road idiot. It just so happens that I'm going back to Xiaweizong too, shall we be together?"

Han Jing put on a glamorous and noble air of a master: "...you and I have lost the meaning of being a teacher and apprentice, and you are no longer a member of the Xiawei Sect. Find a place for yourself."

Han Jin lowered his head silently: "But I am the current suzerain of Xiawei Sect..."

Han Jing: ...

I don't want this apprentice anymore, I really can't!Whoever wants it will go, anyway, he doesn't want it!