The Magic Continent, the extreme north. Another heavy snowfall covered the thick layer of this area.

"Ah——" A huge roar wandered in a cave, but there was no movement outside. Of course, this huge roar came from Shui Han. Perhaps, after experiencing the pain at this moment, he realized that the pain in the past was not so obvious.

At this time, three days have passed since Shui Han was teleported from the beginning. After experiencing endless pain, Shui Han finally recovered from the trauma of his body. Shui Han thought everything was over, but he did not expect that the beam of light wrapped around him not only did not dissipate, but deepened a lot.

Shui Han didn't understand what this thing was going to do to him next. The next second he understood that the beam of light was repairing his internal injuries and breaking broken bones. It was a kind of pain from the soul. Because Shui Han was almost like a useless person at this time and could not move at all, so there was a ghost crying and wolf howling. Shui Han was almost desperate at this moment, and he didn't expect the energy of the altar to be exhausted and stopped, because Shui Han discovered that the energy source of the altar was actually all the mysterious ice spirits in the cave.

In this way, in a burst of wailing and silence, Shui Han's body was recovering, but what Shui Han didn't notice was that the speed of the mysterious ice spirit consumed at this moment was more than several times faster than before.

...

In the eastern part of the Philippine Empire, Huo Lianzhou and Qicheng are an ancient city with a long history. The area of ​​this city covers a larger area than that of Huo Lianzhou, and its prosperity is even more than that of Huo Lianzhou.

If anyone is the real ruler of Huo Lianzhou? I guess everyone will talk about the Phil Empire, but no one will doubt that at least more than half of the territory in Huo Lianzhou is managed by the Lord of the Qicheng City, not the prefect of Huo Lianzhou. The ultimate source of this situation is that behind the Qicheng City is the Qicheng. It is said that almost three-tenths of the artifacts trade in the entire continent are controlled by the Qicheng City, so it is understandable that the Qicheng City is so prosperous and powerful.

The Qi Sect is not in the Qi City, but in a mountain range outside the Qi City. It is the base camp of the Qi Sect, and outsiders are generally not allowed to enter.

Most of the mountains where the Qiong Sect is located are occupied by Yuyu Qiong Tower. At this moment, outside a huge palace, several inner disciples of the Qiong Sect are guarding the door, talking and talking. It seems that this situation is very common for them. There is a relatively rough-dressed disciple who seems to be not very high in status outside the door and is anxious.

"Several brothers, when will the ancestor Zhenhua end?" asked the man in thick clothes. The man's name was Xu Yun, who came from a small mountain village and was just a registered disciple. Since he entered the school, the master has only done one thing, which is to guard a small altar. If the altar is lit, he will report to the ancestor Zhenhua. Finally, three days ago, the altar was lit, so he would come.

"You said you are upset or not? You said that Old Ancestor Zhenhua is refining an important thing. Can he be disturbed?" One of the leaders of several inner disciples scolded him. He looked down on this registered disciple. If the registered disciple named Xu Yun had not said he had something to look for Old Ancestor Zhenhua, he would have driven Xu Yun away long ago.

Xu Yun didn't dare to speak anymore, and he could only wait quietly here if he did so.

About five or six hours later, it was almost dusk. The door of the hall finally opened slowly. A young man came out from inside. Several inner disciples quickly came forward and said in unison: "I have met Senior Brother Mo Chen!"

"Yeah." Mo Chen nodded as saying hello, "You have worked hard here in the past few days. This is given to you by the master. You can...Yeah? Isn't this Junior Brother Xu Yun? Why are you here? Could it be..."

Xu Yun immediately replied: "Yes, Senior Brother Mo Chen, the altar has reacted! It has been three days since the ancestor was refining magic weapons, so I dare not disturb me."

"Hmph, haven't you told you? If you have any urgent matters, please contact me. Who told you to turn your back on your own initiative?" Mo Chen scolded the inner disciples, then turned to Xu Yun and said, "Junior Brother Xu Yun, go and meet the master."

After Mo Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left with Xu Yun, leaving only a few inner disciples looking at each other. Could it be that this poor and registered disciple really had something urgent to report to the ancestor Zhenhua? You know, they would not see the ancestor Zhenhua when they met.

...

In the hall, an old man with a long hair and a young face was meditating and resting. He was Zhenhua. He was one of the supreme elders of the Qishi Sect and the master of the water vessel. He was extremely powerful and his own strength was very strong. Moreover, the people of the Qishi Sect attracted others not only their own strength, but also their refining skills. Zhenhua's refining can be considered the top ranking even on the entire continent.

"Report to the master, Junior Brother Xu Yun is asking for a meeting!" Mo Chen, who led Xu Yun in, came in from outside the hall and reported.

Suddenly, Zhenhua opened his eyes, with surprise and nostalgia in his eyes, and said hurriedly: "Hurry, let him in!"

"I have seen the ancestor Zhenhua!" Xu Yun leaned over and bowed and bowed.

"Get up and talk, let me ask you, is there any changes in the altar?" Zhenhua asked Xu Yun, who was kneeling down below, a little anxiously.

"Yes, the altar changed three days ago, and a white light array appeared."

"Three days ago, didn't you say you would report it immediately when there was any change?" Zhenhua said with a frown.

"Master, that's right. You have been refining weapons and have not left the gate until now. Junior Brother Xu Yun was blocked outside the door and had been waiting outside the door for three days." Mo Chen explained from the side.

"They are so bold. What can compare to this?" Zhenhua said a little angrily, "Xu Yun, thank you for your hard work. From now on, you will be an inner disciple. Mo Chen, you should take care of this matter. If you have something to do for your master, you will meet the Supreme Elder."

"Yes, Master!"

The next moment, Zhenhua had disappeared in the hall.

...

In the extreme north, in the ice cave.

Shui Han was still lying on the altar. His face was pale at this moment. Shui Han had been tortured by pain these days, but now Shui Han was quiet because it could clearly feel that this power was not only restoring his body, but also tempering his body and tempering his consciousness. If it could become stronger, what could it be tolerated?

On the altar, there are pieces of broken bones with blood stains, which of course come from Shui Han. The so-called tempering refers to washing the essence and marrow, but this process is too painful. With the pull of the power of the altar, the pieces of broken bones are removed from the body. If this process is an ordinary person, he would have fainted or given up.

But Shui Han was still persevering because something in his heart guided him. If he was killed by Sun Yao, he would not have to think about anything. But if he was not dead, he had a chance to become strong, how could he give up? After experiencing life and death, he broke the shackles in Shui Han's heart. In the past, even though he was very talented, in Shui Han's heart, he would never feel that he would become a peerless strong man, because there are too many geniuses in this world and he does not have a strong background to support him. You must know that it is getting more and more difficult to practice until the end. How can a person without a background like him succeed? Now, Shui Han, who has experienced life and death, see through a lot. Even if he does not have a strong background, he can still be his strong background.

At this time, Shui Han gradually became more confident in his heart, and this belief supported him. Perhaps, no matter how difficult it will be in the future, this belief will always support him to move forward.

Five days later, Shui Han no longer lay down, but had already gotten up and sat cross-legged in the center of the altar. Now Shui Han did not let the power of the Xuan Ice Spirit baptize himself, but was led by himself. Of course, this pain did not weaken at all, but could not be seen on Shui Han's face.

Before I knew it, Shui Han's power was slowly increasing...

Huo Lianzhou is on a high mountain in the Qi Sect. On the top of the mountain, there are only a few small thatched huts, so it looks a bit empty. A person who looks like a little book boy is cleaning the fallen leaves in the sunset.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and the figure said to Xiao Shutong: "Senior Brother Ye, please inform me and say that Zhenhua has something to ask for a meeting."

This figure is Zhenhua. The person he came to see at this moment was the Great Supreme Elder’s weapon refiner, that is, his uncle, the oldest existence in the entire weapon sect. It was shocking that he actually called this little Shutong the senior brother.

"No need to inform me, go in by yourself. From the moment you went up the mountain, the master knew you were coming!"

"Senior Brother Xie Ye."

After Zhenhua finished speaking, he walked directly to the innermost hut, while the little book boy continued to sweep the fallen leaves.

"Zhenhua has seen uncle." Zhenhua, who walked into the hut, bowed to an old man sitting on the jade bed inside the house. The old man looked like he was in his twilight years, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he did not look like the eyes of an old man at all.

"Zhenhua, sit down and talk. I haven't seen you for a long time! I didn't expect your strength to improve again. Is it a problem to come to me this time?"

"Well, there is news about the altar. My nephew plans to go and see it, so I specially came to borrow my uncle's storm for use."

"Oh, Zhenhua, are you still unable to let go of the incident back then? You are easily disturbed by inner demons like you. You have been a person who values ​​feelings since you were a child. Unexpectedly, that happened. It's okay, go and finish that incident as soon as possible. This is Fengyunzhou, you can take it!"

"Thank you uncle!" Zhenhua bowed and thanked, took the Fengyun Boat as big as a slap that was flying towards him, and then retreated.

Now Zhenhua just wants to reach the extreme north quickly, so as soon as he got off the mountain, Zhenhua embedded a few crystals into Fengyun Boat. Suddenly, Fengyun Boat shone brightly and turned into the size of an ordinary boat. After Zhenhua entered, Fengyun Boat immediately turned into an aurora and flew northward. It was not that he did not have such magic weapons, but that there were not many people on the entire continent who could be faster than Fengyun Boat.

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Chapter completed!