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Mortal world.

Ye Hong stood next to the monster's corpse, his brows filled with blackness, his eyes turned completely blood red, and a ferocious air gradually appeared in them.

Han Guangjian let out a whimper, and jumped in his hand aggrievedly.

At some point, a large number of palace guards quietly surrounded him, and there were even dense crowds of archers standing on a high place not far away.

Everyone stared at Ye Hong with full vigilance. As long as Ye Hong relaxed, they were ready to pounce on him and catch him.

They didn't know exactly what happened just now, but to them, the monster was certainly frightening, but Ye Hong, who killed the monster, was also frightening.

Especially as Jun Chengjin is an emperor, it is even more impossible to allow such an unpredictable person to live under his rule. This is a huge threat to his regime.Therefore, as soon as he calmed down for a while, he issued a series of orders, only waiting for Ye Hong and the monster to suffer.

Jun Chengjin even regretted it in her heart, but it was just regret.

Ye Hong stood still, and the others did not dare to move. After the amazing battle just now, it was strangely quiet at this moment.

Concubine Li suddenly sprained her ankle and let out a cry of pain.

Ye Hong slowly raised his head.

Everyone held their breath.

He looked around and sneered almost bewitchingly, as if the serious injury before had no effect on him, he slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Ye Hong's mind was in chaos, only one voice was crystal clear.

kill them all!Kill everyone around you!

kill!

With red eyes, Ye Hong slashed at the guard in front of him in a disorderly manner, as if the blood would only excite him, he laughed crazily.

kill!

The guards kept falling down, and the flying bows and arrows couldn't affect Ye Hong at all. Ye Hong broke the arrows with just a quick grip.

"Boom!" A thunderbolt fell from the sky and landed straight on Ye Hong.

Ye Hong was in severe pain all over his body, and his skin, bones, meridians, and dantian were all damaged, but at the same time, the black energy between his eyebrows was also dissipated by the lightning strike.

Ye Hong woke up suddenly, his eyes returned to normal black, but a big mistake had already been made.

Blood slowly flowed from the lightsaber and fell to the ground drop by drop.

He looked at his hands in disbelief, his broken body almost fell off.But he gritted his teeth and stood up straight.

Reluctantly scanning these guards with his spiritual sense, he braced his body and walked in front of them, one by one, he began to transmit spiritual power.

In his demonized state just now, Han Guangjian couldn't communicate with him, and his spirituality was greatly lost, just like Fan Tie.Under his slashing and killing, most of these guards were dying, but luckily they were all injured.Although he is not Danxiu who is proficient in healing, it is still very easy to heal wounds with spiritual power.

Fortunately, Tianlei came in time, and he still had a chance to make amends.

Ye Hong coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his cultivation level dropped again.But he continued on to the next guard.

The golden core was shattered, the dantian was damaged, and his cultivation instantly dropped from the golden core stage to the foundation building stage.Because of his serious injury, he forcibly exported spiritual power, and his cultivation continued to drop, almost to the stage of refining Qi.

The guards watched in horror as the man who had just started the killing came towards them, trying to hide but couldn't dodge, almost thinking that he was going to die, but found that the man stayed by someone's side for a while, no matter how seriously injured he was, he could not escape for a while. The time will also be restored.

The guards showed fear and trembled.

Ye Hong's cultivation has dropped to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

He rescued the last guard, shook it a few times, and then used all his strength to walk away with the sword.

No one dared to stop a step.

Ye Hong didn't know what kind of perseverance he used to go all the way back to Luoxia Mountain.

When he reached the foot of Luoxia Mountain, he no longer had the spiritual power to support Yujian, and almost fell from the sky.

But he gritted his teeth and dragged himself up the mountain step by step.

However, even if the spiritual energy concentration on the mountain is higher than that in the cultivation world, it is useless.

Ye Hong's spiritual root was destroyed by the sky thunder, and he could no longer absorb spiritual power.

His dantian was damaged, his spiritual roots were destroyed, and his cultivation was in vain. Ye Hong looked up at the sky in a daze, feeling his eyes were extremely dry.

Saying that strength is not important, and asking why he pursues great strength, is just a self-righteous idea when he is above those mortals. Now when he is almost indistinguishable from mortals, he realizes that he attaches so much importance to these things.

Can't practice, lying here like a disabled person, what is the glory of Tianjianmen?What are you talking about about the speed and feeling of fighting?What kind of kendo are you talking about?What capital does he have now to talk about this?

No, all gone.

Ha, he thought he had realized something, so...so...he actually...thought he was better than ordinary monks...he was even complacent...ha...is there anything more ridiculous?

Ye Hong's eyes were always full of energy, but at this moment, these eyes dimmed.

Probably, a few months ago, he was lying here with injuries all over his body like now.

But at that time, Meng Guchuan brought him back, and now he is gone, so let him fend for himself here, living like this...

The Han Guangjian let out a mournful cry, and flicked in his hand.

Thinking of Meng Guchuan's ashes, Ye Hong smiled wryly.

He almost forgot that his rent had not been paid yet.

Ye Hong sat up with difficulty, untied the package on his back, and walked towards the sword hut on the mountain one by one.

The place that is usually within a few steps seems very far away today, and I don't know how long it took to see the familiar sword house.

Ye Hong twitched the corner of his mouth, and took some effort to find the place Meng Guchuan said. Without spiritual power or tools, he knelt on the ground and dug a hole bit by bit with his hands.

The figure of Meng Guchuan gradually appeared in his mind.

He walked into the thatched cottage with a sword in his hand, he swung his sword a thousand times a day, and he was amazed by his sword...

Ye Hong placed the ashes urn inside flatly, covered it with soil again, found a thick branch, cut it carefully and carved the words on it, and then firmly inserted it into the small soil bag.

After finishing all this, he sat down with some difficulty.

No worries.

Ye Hong thought.

Meng Guchuan said: "At any time... believe that the sword in your hand... is invincible."

Ye Hong was startled suddenly.

whenever... whenever...

Are you desperate?Are you seriously injured?Is the cultivation base completely gone?

Believe it, believe the sword in your hand, it is strong, it is sharp, it is invincible!

How can you be broken, how can you live up to it, you know, it's crying, it's shaking, it's screaming!

This is the glory of the sword, this is your glory.

Ye Hong raised the Hanguang sword and stroked its blade lightly.

The lightsaber lay quietly in his palm, emitting a soft light.

Two years later.

In the middle of the night, a burst of red light suddenly appeared in the cold palace of Dayao Palace, a black shadow flashed for a moment, and then disappeared suddenly.A young eunuch on duty saw it and thought he had seen a ghost, and was so frightened.

This person is Rong Jin.

After all, he was too impatient, he was eager to conceive a baby just after the golden core stage.But Jindan Stage to Nascent Soul Stage has always been comparable to ascension to the sky, and his mood is unstable, how could he successfully conceive a baby in a short period of time?

In the past two years, he has quickly entered the late Jindan stage, but no matter how hard he tried, there was no sign of conceiving a baby.

Rong Jin knew that there was a problem with his mentality, but after two years, when he felt that he couldn't wait any longer, a Fiery Golden Crow came out of nowhere, and it fought a battle with the Sky-Tuning Black Python, and both sides suffered losses.

Rong Jin seized the opportunity and dodged into the cave in this gap, and jumped down without hesitation when he saw the pool of blood.

As he expected, the function of this blood pool is very similar to the teleportation array used by monks.

Rong Jin's intuition has always been astonishingly accurate.

He had a hunch that this teleportation array could teleport him to his senior brother.

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived here, he noticed that his senior brother had been here.It's just that the remaining breath of the senior brother is already very weak, and he should have been away from here for a long time.

Rong Jin felt the concentration of aura, and frowned imperceptibly.

He released a small part of his spiritual knowledge, and after a while released all of his huge spiritual knowledge, and scanned the area carefully.

He even came to the mortal world.

He looked at the place where the pool of blood disappeared behind him, and stroked the center of his brows, the depths of his dark eyes were ups and downs.

After a few jumps, he quietly left here.

It was already the afternoon of the second day when Ye Hong's location was clearly captured.

Rong Jin came to the foot of Luoxia Mountain, paused for a moment, and finally approached the familiar breath.

But the moment has arrived.

The young man who likes to wear white is now only wearing a hemp suit, but his back seems to be straighter and straighter than two years ago.

The young man was swinging his sword with his back to him, and he didn't notice Rong Jin's arrival at all.

Rong Jin's pupils shrank slightly, and he almost shouted: "Brother!"

Ye Hong's body froze suddenly.

Rong Jin took a deep breath and walked forward as smoothly as possible, but there was still an imperceptible tremor in his usually calm voice.

"Is it that monster? It has harmed you so far!"

Ye Hong turned around and called Rong Jin in a low voice.

"Junior Brother Rong..."

Rong Jin stepped forward and said angrily: "Where is that monster? I will make it die!"

Ye Hong smiled: "Of course I was killed, do you think I'm so useless?"

Thinking of the strength of that monster, Rong Jin was shocked: "No wonder...it's all my fault, if I can hold my brother, or arrive in time..."

Ye Hongdao: "If you hadn't severely injured the monster with that blow, I'm afraid I would have died under its hands. Why do you blame yourself?"

Rong Jin felt a little dejected: "I... Forget it, the most important thing now is to return to the cultivation world. As long as you have enough aura, you will be able to recover quickly with your senior brother's talent."

Ye Hong was silent for a while, and then said: "I won't go back."

Rong Jin was surprised: "Why?"

Ye Hong clenched the hilt of his sword tightly: "My dantian is damaged, my spiritual root is destroyed, and I will be a useless person when I return to the realm of comprehension."

Rong Jin almost turned pale: "The dantian was damaged, and the spiritual root was destroyed? What happened?"

Ye Hong roughly talked about the situation that day, then looked at the sword in his hand and said: "I practice sword every day now, and I feel... very good."

Rong Jin remained silent.

"Junior Brother Rong, I'm very glad that you came to find me, but... please don't tell me about my stay here, Master and the others. Just pretend, just pretend that I'm dead."

Rong Jin suddenly sneered, "Who do you think you are? Let me tell you, I will not only tell the people in Tianjianmen about your news in the mortal world, but I will also tell everyone in Xuanshui. Everyone knows that the former Xuanshui Yitian is now just a waste, and he dare not even return to the cultivation world, only dare to hide in the corner of the mortal world to survive."

He knew that even if Ye Hong wanted to go back, with his current physical condition, he would not be able to bear the spiritual pressure of going to the immortal gate, but he couldn't accept that Ye Hong didn't want to go back in his heart.

He has been looking for Ye Hong for so long, not to listen to him say so few words.

Ye Hong clenched his sword tightly with embarrassment.

After two years of tempering, the old boy's aura became stronger and more restrained, and his youthful face no longer looked immature. Standing in front of Ye Hong now, Rong Jin is already a man with sharp edges and broad shoulders.

Ye Hong could feel Rong Jin's sharp and accusatory gaze, he was stung by this gaze, and without thinking about it, he used fierce words to protect himself: "I am cowardly, I am cowardly, I dare not return to cultivation Realm, I am afraid of Master and the Great Elder, I am afraid of my brothers, I am afraid that you and Shen Junru will see me so useless, so what? What do you know? Rong Jin, what right do you have to accuse me here? What are you doing? I don't even understand!"

"That's right, I don't understand anything." Rong Jin restrained the emotion in his eyes, his face was indifferent, "I only know that there are gods such as Tianxin Fruit and Lingsu Grass in the world, but I don't understand that if someone wants to give up on himself, then look for it. There is nothing in the world that can cure him."

"Tianxinguo is on Jueming Tianfeng in the polar ice field, and the spirit-shaping grass has never been born, so how could it be found?"

"There is nothing impossible in the world."

After a long silence.

"I have lost all my cultivation, and I don't even have the power to protect myself."

"I have everything."

The corners of Ye Hong's eyes were a little red: "If you have a friend like this, what can you ask for?"

Rong Jin didn't speak, but his stiff face softened.