Yin Hanjiang had been buried in the snow for more than three months, but his true essence had not recovered much. Forcibly using the Burning Heaven Drum to fight against the heavenly tribulation had drained his true essence. If he ignored the people living near the ice field and forcibly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he could recover a lot, but Yin Hanjiang would not do that.

He flew slowly in the air, and it took him more than half a month to reach the Netherworld Blood Sea.

He discovered when he made a big fuss in the Netherworld Blood Sea a few months ago that he could absorb the chaotic energy here. If you want to restore your strength, it's best to come here.

Yin Hanjiang slowly climbed up the cliff and looked down. The dark red color he saw made him dizzy. He sat weakly on the edge of the cliff, and countless Wen Ren'e appeared in his eyes. They jumped down one after another, and waved to him gently, asking Yin Hanjiang to go down with them.

"Without Sect Master Yin, I feel very lonely." A Wen Ren'e sat beside him and said gently, "Shouldn't Sect Master Yin follow our sect for generations?"

Yin Hanjiang looked at the focused face of "Wen Ren'e" and shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I really want to accompany you, but I can't, you don't allow me."

"Your Majesty has allowed me now." "Wen Ren'e" said.

"I still have something to do." Yin Hanjiang said softly.

He took out the ghost mask that was already full of cracks from his arms, and looked at it as if he was looking at his past self.

"Wen Ren'e" beside him also watched with him.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember this mask?" Yin Hanjiang asked.

Naturally, no one answered, because the people around him were just imagined by Yin Hanjiang.

“Do you think that I am a loyal person? Although I am not a gentleman like Zhong Liqian, at least I am upright, silent and steady?” Yin Hanjiang touched the crack on the mask, his voice extremely suppressed, “No…”

How could a child whose family was massacred when he was five years old, who lay in a sea of ​​corpses and blood for several days, and who was picked up by Wen Ren’e and ignored for more than ten years, be upright and not hate?

Before the age of eighteen, Yin Hanjiang had been living a very twisted life. He knew that he was saved by a very powerful person, and he had little contact with that person. That person wanted him to be a sword cultivator, and he knew that he had to please that person if he wanted to survive, so he concentrated on practicing

sword. But Yin Hanjiang never said that he liked swords.

Before the age of eighteen, he wanted to survive, wanted to become stronger, and tried hard to please that person. After the age of eighteen, he returned to his hometown and met the person who had saved him. He learned

that his name was Wen Ren'e. He watched quietly from the side, and saw Wen Ren'e leading soldiers to protect his hometown. Feelings of longing, admiration, and respect surged in his heart. Yin Hanjiang longed to be a person like Wen Ren'e, but he couldn't do it. Eighteen years later, his character had been formed, and he was ultimately a dark and twisted person.

What Wen Ren'e didn't know was that after every battle, those defeated alien generals who escaped were captured by Yin Hanjiang one by one and stabbed to death with a triangular thorn.

He found the mass grave of the year, buried his family members who were unrecognizable and set up a monument, and dragged the bodies of the foreigners to the front of the cemetery, and set them on fire one by one, illuminating the entire cemetery.

In the firelight, Yin Hanjiang's face was uncertain, and the blazing flames could not warm his body.

After Wen Ren'e led the soldiers to completely drive away the foreigners, he drank with many surviving soldiers, and Yin Hanjiang secretly hid in the corner to watch him.

Everyone around Wen Ren'e was drunk, and he was also unable to drink even though his magic power was sealed. He drunkenly looked at the only person who was not drunk and pulled him to drink with him.

Yin Hanjiang blushed after just taking a sip of wine from Wen Ren'e's bowl. He fled in embarrassment. In order to cover up his blushing, he took away a ghost mask hanging from Wen Ren'e's waist. This is the custom of the border town. After the war, you have to wear a ghost mask to pray for blessings to prevent foreign evil ghosts from causing trouble. When celebrating the victory, Wen Ren'e also wore a mask to pray for blessings.

After putting on the mask, Yin Hanjiang suddenly felt relieved. No one saw his expression at this time, so he didn't have to pretend to be very upright.

He hid the mask and would secretly wear it whenever he couldn't pretend anymore.

After pretending for a long time, he really thought he had become the kind of person that the Lord expected. Only the existence of this mask kept reminding Yin Hanjiang that he was not.

Now, there was no need to pretend anymore. The person he wanted to hide had left.

Yin Hanjiang let go of his hand, and the mask full of cracks fell into the sea of ​​blood and turned into nothingness.

He no longer paid attention to the illusion of the Lord around him, summoned the Burning Heaven Drum, set up a defensive formation, and sat cross-legged on the drum to regulate his breathing.

The people of Xuanyuan Sect have always believed that the Burning Heaven Drum is a top-level immortal weapon, but in fact it is not. It is a divine weapon.

Yin Hanjiang didn't know it at first. He had practiced on the Burning Heaven Drum for three months and didn't find this out. It was not until the battle between good and evil that he forcibly struck the Burning Heaven Drum in order to arouse Wen Ren'e's fighting spirit, and the evil spirit entered his body, and then he had a slight connection with the Burning Heaven Drum.

During the thirty years of seclusion and cultivation, Shu Yanyan was rewarded with one year of cultivation on the Burning Heaven Drum. When the one-year period was up, Wen Ren'e was still in seclusion, so Yin Hanjiang went to the forbidden area to awaken the right protector who was in seclusion and drove him away.

After Shu Yanyan left, Yin Hanjiang jumped into the valley and stood on the Burning Heaven Drum, the sound of the war drum echoing in his ears. He wanted to improve his strength quickly, and practiced on the drum in the hope of honing a more fierce sword intent and becoming the power of the Supreme.

Who knew that this time, he could not improve his strength.

Yin Hanjiang didn't understand why. When he used the magic sword before, he could still practice, but this time he changed to the Broken Army Sword and it didn't work.

He stared at the Broken Army Sword, and a voice in his heart seemed to tell him that this weapon was not right.

Yin Hanjiang knew in his heart that he was not suitable for using a sword, and it was too slow to kill people with a sword. The three-edged thorn was different. After piercing the human body, the wound was not easy to heal and the bleeding continued. This was the weapon he liked.

He took out the ghost mask and put it on his face. After covering his expression, his mind was inexplicably open, and he was perfectly integrated with the Burning Heaven Drum.

This time, his practice speed was advancing by leaps and bounds. After ten years of seclusion, the Broken Army Sword turned into the Broken Army Thorn, which really became a weapon suitable for him. Yin Hanjiang also promoted to the peak of the Mahayana period.

But when he left the Burning Heaven Drum and took off the mask, his realm inexplicably fell back to the Void Realm, and his life magic weapon turned back into a sword.

Wen Ren'e once said that if one's state of mind does not match one's own state of mind, it is like a three-year-old child who has a dragon-slaying sword but cannot exert his power. Yin Hanjiang knew that after taking off the mask and suppressing himself, his state of mind was completely insufficient to exert the magic power of the Mahayana Realm. If he wanted to become stronger, he had to abandon this worry.

He did not dare to do so. He could not imagine the expression of the Lord when he saw that he had a bayonet in his hand instead of a sword. So Yin Hanjiang decided to leave it like this for the time being. It

was not until the Lord Yuan injured him and wanted to take away the Burning Heaven Drum that Yin Hanjiang had no choice but to put on the mask and exert his true power.

The mask is not a magic weapon, but a layer of protection for Yin Hanjiang to restore his nature.

Now, it is no longer needed, so let it accompany the Lord first, and wait until he has done what he should do, and then come to the Netherworld Blood Sea.

After ten months of seclusion, Yin Hanjiang opened his eyes on the Burning Heaven Drum. Only gods can absorb chaotic energy. With the help of the power of the artifact, he has fully recovered and even made a breakthrough.

Yin Hanjiang didn't know how strong he was now. He vaguely felt that he seemed to have broken through the tribulation period. The thunder he encountered when he was chasing He Wenchao a year ago, in addition to violating the rules of heaven, also had the meaning of thunder in the tribulation period.

He seemed to have immortal spirit, but not quite.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as the strength is enough.

Yin Hanjiang put away the Burning Heaven Drum and Wen Ren'e's robe, took a deep look at the Netherworld Blood Sea, and turned into a light to return to Xuanyuan Sect. Xuanyuan

Sect was a bit chaotic this year. First, Sect Master Yin and the Right Protector worked together to kill the master of the main altar, and then the Demon Lord was surrounded and killed by the righteous in the Netherworld Blood Sea. The originally low-key Sect Master Yin broke out, forcing the head of the Shangqing Sect and his chief disciple to hide in the sect for more than a year and dare not come out. The battle shocked the entire cultivation world.

After Sect Master Yin became famous in one battle, he disappeared. The Xuanyuan Sect was leaderless. The subordinates of Sect Master Yuan, the head of the main temple, fought fiercely for the position of sect master. The other three sect masters saw that Yin Hanjiang had not returned for a year and were eager to take the position of the new sect master. Within a month, the three sect masters fought with Qiu Congxue several times and are currently recovering from their injuries, gathering strength for the next battle.

Shu Yanyan, the right guardian who had provoked the four altar masters, now has a stable position. She has never participated in the battles of these people. She lazily lies on the newly made big bed every day, occasionally flirting with Baili Qingmiao and Zhongli Qian.

Baili Qingmiao's life treasure was destroyed in the Netherworld Blood Sea, and he was seriously injured. After being rescued by Qiu Congxue, he has been recovering in Xuanyuan Sect. Zhongli Qian was entrusted by Wen Ren'e to tell Yin Hanjiang something, and he would not leave here until he met someone.

These two people, together with Su Huai, have been guests in Qiu Congxue's dojo. Qiu Congxue has strong magic power and few subordinates, so they are very quiet.

"Left Protector's dojo is even calmer than a haunted house." One day, Shu Yanyan came to "visit" the injured Baili Qingmiao again. Seeing Zhong Liqian asking Su Huai to read, she said, "Where is Protector Qiu?" "

I made an appointment with the three altar masters to fight at the main altar today." Zhong Liqian motioned Su Huai to stop, stood up and greeted him, "Long time no see, Protector Shu."

"Not long, just three days," Shu Yanyan yawned lazily, "She is really good at fighting. The flesh she grew with great difficulty has turned into a skeleton, but she is still fighting."

Zhong Liqian poured Shu Yanyan a cup of tea and said gently, "Protector Qiu has a straightforward personality and is an open-minded woman. The only thing is that she neglected some details. Thanks to Protector Shu for taking care of her this year."

"It's just a small favor." Shu Yanyan waved her hand nonchalantly.

"Is Protector Shu here today for something?" Zhong Liqian asked.

"I really can't hide it from you," Shu Yanyan said, looking at Zhong Li Qian's face, "Young Master Zhongli is a smart man. What do you think I should do?"

Zhong Li Qian also picked up the teacup and said calmly, "The people of Xuanyuan Sect are in unrest. Protector Shu is interested in joining. I hope Qian will stand on your side."

"It's easier to talk to smart people," Shu Yanyan said, holding her chin and looking at Zhong Li Qian, "I wonder what Young Master Zhongli thinks? I know you have a better relationship with Qiu Congxue, but she is a brainless person. She became the sect leader and she was able to break up the Xuanyuan Sect in less than three days."

Zhong Li Qian said, "My opinion... Qian advises Protector Shu to wait patiently for a while before discussing it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Yanyan felt that the Xuanyuan Sect's mountain protection formation was broken, and an extremely terrifying force broke into the Xuanyuan Sect.

Shu Yanyan stood up and said seriously, "Is this what Master Zhongli is waiting for?"

"Exactly." Zhongli Qian put down his teacup and said to Su Huai, "Go prepare the medicine for the wound and set up the spirit gathering array. Your master's injury today cannot be healed."

Su Huai: "..."

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