After the Yaozun failed to cross the tribulation

Xie Beng looked at the silent Hanchen, took off his black boots without saying a word, and rolled up his trouser legs to his knees, revealing a section of his thin white calf.He gently lifted his feet and stepped into the river, breaking the Jingshui river, which was as calm as a mirror.

The burning pain came instantly, and he seemed to put his foot on the tip of a red-hot knife, a drop of cold sweat leaked from his forehead, he gritted his teeth, and took another foot.

The moment he stepped in with his first foot, the originally calm and clear Jingshui suddenly became churning and turbid. When his second foot touched the river, the river turned into a kind of glowing Red mixed with black, a dirty color like blood mixed with mud.

Xie Ling hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Han Chen.

Hanchen didn't seem to care about the situation on the river surface, he just raised his head, as if looking at him, but it seemed that nothing caught his eyes.

Resolve to make up your mind and take the first step.

Pain, pain all over the body, this pain seems to be more unbearable than when thunder is wrapped around the body, the pain is enough to burn people's reason, it seems that there is a fire burning in the body, and it seems that there are countless sharp knives piercing, Sometimes it was like a raging fire, and sometimes it was like solid ice.

Little by little, he sharpened his rationality.

The place where Hanchen is located is the narrowest place on both sides of the entire Jing River, and it is nearly three feet away. If Xie Ling really walked across like this, he might die.

However, although Jingshui is deep, it has its own spirit. Even if people go deep, it will automatically adjust to keep the depth of the water at knee-high depth, so as not to drown people in the middle of the trial.

Xie Ling had already walked more than ten steps. After a very long period of time, the river water was the turbidest color, and the pain he suffered was also the most unbearable.

His face was pale, and his face, which had no trace of blood due to the cold body, became like a dead man at this moment. Cold sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and the sweat wet his black hair hanging on his cheeks. Every time he took a step, he felt He couldn't take the next step, but even so he walked mechanically, trying not to make each step the last.

Pain, how much pain?It was so painful that he didn't want to live again this time.

Xie Ling squinted his eyes, and suddenly remembered his previous life.In his hands, the long sword is used to perfection, and often kills the opponent before he sees the sword. At that time, people say that he is not evil, but he is bloodthirsty, so he feels that if he doesn't kill a few more people I'm sorry for the hat.

Exorcists who kill demons indiscriminately, kill; greedy people, kill; people and immortals who say they are not worthy of respect, kill; demons and demons who do not obey his orders, kill.Killing him made his eyes red, and also killed him on the head.When he finally looked back, there was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood behind him, and what he stepped on was a road of no return.

Now, he was standing in Jingshui, those blood debts engraved into his bones were clamoring for him to repay, and the bloody smell gradually filled the turbulent long river.

Veins gradually popped out on Xie Ling's forehead, it was too painful.

But all of a sudden, as if the rainstorm had stopped suddenly, the Hongqiao suddenly appeared, the Jingshui became clear in an instant, and all the piercing pains disappeared. Finally, Jie Ling couldn't hold it anymore, and he knelt and sat on the surface of the water as if he had lost his strength. Almost taller than him, he choked on some water and coughed violently.

The three thousand li long river is crystal clear!

Cracks finally appeared on Han Chen's indifferent face. He was slightly surprised, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't hold back the suspicion and curiosity in his heart, and slowly stood up.His eyes locked on Jie Ling on the other side of the river.

Jie Beng didn't know the reason for this sudden change. He was completely soaked by the river water, and his clothes were wet against his body, outlining the curves of his figure - he was a pitiful, skinny little monster with no two or two marks on his body. Meat.

At this moment, he can't feel the pain, and there is only one thought in his mind, he wants to move forward.

But after he took a few steps forward, the nightmare-like pain came back again, the river water became cloudy and scarlet again, and Xie Ling staggered and almost failed to stand still. This pain was even stronger than the first time.

Hanchen stood on the other side of the river as far away as if separated by a natural moat, again stunned.

Jingshui has been flowing for tens of thousands of years, passing through countless humans, immortals and monsters. This is really the first time that such a situation has occurred.

Xie Ling walked forward numbly, each step was deeper than the previous step, the Jingshui changed from turbid to clear, and then from clear to turbid several times, Jie Ling finally survived, slipped around from the ghost gate and walked back , stepped on the opposite bank, but the next strength was gone, completely forgot and deliberately did not think about how embarrassed he would be in Hanchen's eyes, got up from the river with hands and feet, his clothes were soaked and hung on his body, He didn't care about it, he just lay on the ground gasping for breath, like a stranded fish.

Han Chen walked towards him slowly, majestic and burly, like a towering jade mountain.

Han Chen looked down at him, and there was a chill in his flat voice: "What are you?"

Jie Beng was lying on the ground, his eyes were blinded by the sun, he barely opened a small slit, looked at Han Chen's indifferent eyebrows, and smiled miserably, it was really a thousand miles away from his previous life.

He also crossed the river in his last life, but at that time he was still young, full of enthusiasm, and walked across Jinchuan with a sincere heart. Even if he bumped into walls everywhere and was speculated by the greatest maliciousness, he still had an arrogant but simple wish, and worked hard. take actions.

At that time, he was pure and clean. When crossing the river, the water quality was clear and undisturbed. It was this extreme purity and goodness that made Emperor Hanchen notice him and took the initiative to talk to him.

Han Chen asked him softly, "Who are you?"

He replied: "Diwangtai and Junshan, the snake demon will be relieved."

His answer was crisp and bright, like the blazing sun in midsummer, and like new green leaves after the spring rain.

Xie Ling's eyes flickered, in this life, Hanchen didn't want to see him go so far as to directly ask him "what is it".

That's right, his hands were stained with blood, they were already unclean.

Xie Ling looked up at Hanchen, swallowed the bloody taste in his mouth, and said awkwardly: "Diwangtai and Junshan, the snake demon Xie Ling."

Things are moving out of the established track, which makes Xie Ling a little uneasy.

Han Chen pondered: "Yu Junshan... snake demon?"

The change of tone in the words made Xie Ling's heart rise in an instant.

Xie Beng was worried, but unexpectedly, Hanchen squatted down, raised his finger and pointed at his eyebrows, his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Hanchen's fingers were cold, although the force was not strong, but Xie Ling felt that his heart was about to jump out of his body.

"Strange..." Han Chen let go of his hand, and stared at him deeply, "There is a sudden phenomenon in Jingshui, and you have a double extreme in yourself. Do you know the reason?"

Xie Ling said, "I don't know."

Han Chen stared at him closely, this kind of eyes made Xie Bone very uneasy, but just when the tense nerve line of Xie Beng was about to be broken, Han Chen suddenly closed his eyes and asked him instead: "You have been born since you were born?" Right on Mount Yujun?"

He cleared his doubts, but answered truthfully: "Yes."

"How long have you practiced, how old is it?"

"When I was born, I was enlightened by a master, and my spiritual wisdom was opened. It has been 470 years since I practiced."

I don't know if it was Jie Beng's illusion, but he felt that when Hanchen heard this number, his brows seemed to stretch a little.

Han Chen changed the subject: "What are you asking for?"

Xie Ling became suspicious, he always felt that Han Chen would not let such a sinful self go, but since Han Chen asked, he propped himself up, ignored the uneasiness in his heart, and explained why he came here with Han Chen. Chen said it again.

Hanchen's face didn't change after listening, he spread his palms and said, "Lend me Tianzheng."

Xie Ling didn't dare to say "no", he took out Tianzheng from the sword pouch on his back and brought it to Hanchen.

Emperor Hanchen's eyes were fixed on the groove on the hilt of Tianzheng's sword for a moment.

Han Chen hit the nail on the head: "Wu Bei Tian doesn't have what you want."

Xie Beng pursed his lips: "Can the Emperor show you a way?"

Hanchen's mood seemed a little unstable, and his voice seemed distant and distant: "If you really want to wake up this sword, go to Amitian."

Xie Beng raised his head suddenly: "What does the emperor mean?"

"Amitian has a magical object called Haohaichen Xing, which may be able to awaken your sword, but Amitian attaches great importance to this kind of thing..." After finishing speaking, Han Chen paused, and then said, "I will give you a token that can help After you enter Amitten, you will have to rely on your own good fortune."

It was the same in the last life, Hanchen gave him a token directly after seeing his sword, and told him to go to Amitian to find Haohaichen Xing.But there is one thing that he didn't pay attention to in his previous life, but he wants to ignore it in this life, but he can't ignore it.

Why did Emperor Hanchen know that the "eye" that Tianzheng lacked was the Haohaichen star just by taking a look?You know, everyone in Jinchuan knows that Haohai Chenxing is definitely not a vulgar thing, and the utensils that can be combined with it must be no small thing.In his previous life, it was precisely because the news that Jie Beng had snatched Ami Tianhao Haichen star spread, that his Tianzheng was remembered by all the people.Xie Ling had lived his whole life and fought with those who wanted to snatch Tianzheng all his life, only then did he realize that Tianzheng collected the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and already possessed the power close to a divine weapon, with infinite power.Emperor Hanchen just glanced at the rusted iron sword hastily, where did he get this information?

Xie Beng covered up his flickering eyes, and tried his best to make his voice sound excited: "Thank you, Dijun, for your guidance!"

Han Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, but with just this one glance, Jie Ling had the illusion that he had been clarified.

His pretense, his mind, fell apart in that instant.

"What else is there for the emperor?"

Han Chen said: "Nothing, let's go."

Xie Ling did as he said, but when he turned around and hadn't moved away, he heard Han Chen's cold "Wait a minute".

Xie Ling turned to look at him.

Han Chen said: "I see that your soul is different, but I can't find where the abnormal phenomenon is. It's interesting."

Xie Ling lowered his eyes, and thought: The core in the body has been replaced. If there is a vision, it may be a dying soul with a vibrant body, which is incompatible.

Han Chen pondered: "Since this is the case, I have a killing weapon that is quite suitable for you, but until now, it still lacks an 'eye'."

——This is a magic weapon second only to Tianzheng bestowed to him by the emperor of the previous life, the master of killing.

Xie Ling: "Emperor, if you have any orders, just say it."

Hanchen raised his hand, pointing directly at Xie Ling's heart: "I want your protective heart scale."