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- "It really is the Han family in my impression."
The Taoist ghoul sighed softly.
His mood is a bit complicated, it can be regarded as a mixture of sorrow and joy.
The sad thing is that the former family of heaven and man, because his line was implicated, unexpectedly fell to such a fate.
Back then, there was still a celestial being in the Han family, and he handed over what he had learned all his life, in exchange for a sliver of incense from the Han family.
What about the other followers who supported his father?
What else is there to exchange with Yuhua Xianmen?
Although he didn't want to admit it, he also knew that most of those followers had already been wiped out.
There are very few that can be passed down.
But in the end, there are still some incense left by the Han family, which is the only happy event in the great grief of the ghoul Taoist.
Outside the gate of the Han family, servants have been arranged to receive the recruited monks.
"About three days later, the head of the family will hold a competition, and please stay for a few days."
The servants first arranged accommodation for everyone.
Although the Han family has fallen into disrepair, it can vaguely see its former glory. There are many empty houses in the entire Han family, and no one lives there.
These empty rooms were picked up, cleaned up, and received the monks for the past few days.
Li Wenchan waited quietly for three days, adhering to the mentality of being safe when he comes.
As for the ghoul Taoist, thinking of the fact that the Han family used to be his father, he wanted to recognize the Han family.
However, after thinking about it again and again, I still endured it silently.
At present, it is not suitable for him to expose his identity.
Once people know that he, the son of the Yuhuang, the former young master has returned, and has been involved with the Han family, the Yuhua Xianmen will definitely take action.
He is not afraid of the Yuhuaxianmen, but the Han family is not. Once the anger of the Yuhuaxianmen comes down, the Han family will be destroyed in an instant.
"If you want to help the Han family, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so don't rush."
Li Wenchan comforted him.
He noticed that the ghoul Taoist has been very irritable since he entered the Qinling blessed land, especially after he came to the Han family, he was always restless.
"I know what you said is right, but the vengeance has not been avenged, and seeing the family that once supported my father end up like this, I feel sad and angry, and the anger is hard to calm."
The ghoul Taoist let out a long breath and calmed down, "But don't worry, I will not act impulsively. From now on, we will be called master and servant. You are Mr. Li, and I am your servant, Wei Tianchen .¡±
Wei Tianchen is actually the real name of the ghoul Taoist.
However, Qinling Blessed Land has a large population, and some people have the same name and surname. He is not worried that others will think of him when they hear this name.
After all, who would have thought that the son of the Emperor Yu, who was a high-spirited and handsome man in the past, would be a little old man now?
In the next three days, many monks participated in the recruitment.
It was not until the third night that the Patriarch of the Han family showed up and summoned everyone to the martial arts arena.
This time, the Han family only intends to recruit ten people.
There are dozens of people who come to participate in the recruitment, and many of them will be eliminated.
The selection method is simple and clear, and you can compete on stage.
Li Wenchan took a punch and found that most of these people had internal energy, and all of them were internal masters.
In the human world, internal masters are rare in a city, but here they are everywhere.
However, although there are many masters in the country, none of them have reached the level of a martial arts master.
"In this blessed land of the Qinling Mountains, aren't there too many martial arts masters?"
Li Wenchan was surprised.
Qinling Blessed Land has heaven and earth aura, and its innate resources are much better than Qinling Blessed Land, but he had checked the entire Wushi Town with the power of his spiritual sense before, and found that there were tens of thousands of people in Wushi Town, and there was not even a single martial arts master.
"Don't be surprised, even in the Qinling blessed land, martial arts masters are not Chinese cabbages. On the one hand, most of the cultivation resources in the Qinling blessed land are occupied by the top ten immortal sects, leaving very few resources for ordinary people."
"On the other hand, it's also because ordinary people don't have the skills of cultivating immortals. The orthodox methods of cultivating immortals are all in the top ten sects of immortals. These immortal methods are not passed on to the outside world, and the skills cultivated by ordinary people are actually very rough. It is almost no different from those exercises in the human world."
"So even here, the martial arts master can be said to be unique."
The ghoul Taoist explained.
Xiuxian is the bestThere are two things you need, one is resources, and the other is exercises.
Without good exercises, how can you swallow the aura of heaven and earth, how can you improve your realm?
Even if some people are lucky enough to get some orthodox exercises, if they don't have resources, it will be difficult for them to move forward.
"This should also be the method used by the ten great immortal sects to control the blessed land of Qinling."
Li Wenchan pondered.
If everyone in the blessed land of the Qinling Mountains practiced immortal arts, the spiritual energy here would probably not be enough.
Therefore, only the number of cultivators can be controlled.
On the other hand, it is also for the rule of the ten immortal sects.
In such an environment, it is impossible for some strong man to be born from the grass to challenge the status of the top ten immortal sects.
The real strong will always only be born within the Ten Great Immortal Gates.
The people below have almost lost their way to climb up.
It is precisely because of this that the Tianlan Xianhui, which is held every five hundred years, is extremely important, and is regarded by many people as a god-given opportunity to change their destiny.
"I'll go first."
Soon there will be competitions in the arena.
Li Wenchan glanced at it for a while, but he lacked interest. These people are all internal strength, but in fact, their boxing skills are not even as good as the masters of the same level in the world.
"The environment in the human world is even worse. It's the Dharma-ending era, and there is no aura at all. Under those circumstances, someone who can cultivate into a master of inner strength can become a master of martial arts right away."
Under the same level, the masters of inner strength here are definitely not human opponents.
"Zhi!"
Suddenly, a high-pitched hissing sound came from the distant horizon.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the past.
I saw a huge white crane flying towards Han's house. This white crane was four or five meters long, with a majestic and mighty physique, with feathers like steel, and sharp claws shining with cold light.
On top of the white crane, a handsome young man approached.
As soon as he came, the face of the Patriarch of the Han family immediately sank, as if he really didn't want to see him.
However, this young man obviously does not have such a self-awareness, or he is used to being strong, and he doesn't care what the Patriarch of the Han family thinks at all.
"Uncle Han, didn't I say that, if Xue'er wants to go to Tianlan Xianhui, I can escort her personally. Why waste time looking for these embroidered pillows, can Uncle Han trust me?"
This young man was standing on top of the white crane, his aura was soaring, he looked down at everyone, his face was full of arrogance and disdain.
"Boy, show some respect"
There was a middle-aged man who was about to scold him.
As a result, the young man just flicked his fingers, and an invisible finger flew out from his fingertips, and instantly settled on the middle-aged man's body.
The middle-aged man felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was instantly blown away, flying more than ten meters in the air, half dead.
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