"Is this the method reserved by the bald thief before?"

Taixiang Fei looked at the relics clamped by Zhao Han's fingertips, and her face looked extremely difficult to see. Even at this moment, she tried her best, but she could not cause any harm to the relics.

This relic is dark in color, and from the outside it looks no different from the ordinary amber beads. However, once it encounters her dreamy power, it is like a sponge that absorbs water, and it is crazily swallowed, and there is no end. It seems that it will not stop until it absorbs the dreamy power it can touch.

If Zhao Han had not taken action to block the sacrificial relic from the previous attempt, Taixiang Concubine would not have dared to imagine what kind of scene he would end up with, who could not break free.

"This relic contains the magic power of a monk during his lifetime, and his skills are the most restraining dreamy power like you."

Zhao Han looked at it for a moment, then put the relic in Ruyi's bag and said to Taixiang Concubine who looked ugly: "But don't worry, now this relic is here with me, but those bald donkeys are unable to lose a piece of rice. I think I have lost a relic left by at least the great monk who passed away. Even if they are rich and powerful, they will still have a lot of pain."

"That's good. It hurts those bald flesh for a while, and it can be considered as an indirect revenge." Taixiang Fei breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhao Han with a gaze full of heat. "And I want to thank you. Thank you this time, I can truly be free. Otherwise, I just came out of the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's den again."

"It's okay, this is just part of the transaction between you and me." Zhao Han waved his hand, avoiding Taixiang Concubine's burning eyes, and wailed in his heart. It was obvious that a good cabbage was too old and could not be chewed, otherwise if he was a little tender, he would have to whine directly.

"By the way, Taixiang Concubine, I wonder what the other people who entered your dreams are now?"

"Are you talking about the people who broke into you before?" Seeing Zhao Han's reaction, Taixiang Concubine's eyes dimmed a little, and she said casually, "The others have not been able to withstand the test after entering the cycle of reincarnation, and finally..."

"Has it become the nourishment for your dream?"

Although I had guessed that this would be the case, after seeing Taixiang Concubine’s default expression, Zhao Han couldn’t help but sigh in his heart that the path of cultivation was like this. Every step forward, there were several times, dozens of times the amount of bones next to it. The road to success has always been made of many bones.

"But those three disciples of the Wheel-Brand Sect who entered my dream are still alive!"

"Well, are the three before?" Zhao Han felt aroused when he heard the words of Taixiang Concubine, and said in surprise, "The master of the Zhuanglun Sect used methods on these three people, and through them, he smuggled his true spirit into your dream. Now his true spirit has been wiped out by me, but these three people have not been implicated?"

"No, although the three of them are still alive, they are no different from dead people. Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that they are living dead people." As soon as the Taixiang Concubine waved her sleeves, three figures suddenly appeared in front of her.

It was Wu Wansheng, He Yu and Deng Chaoxing.

However, although the three people were covered in scars at this time, what was more important was that their eyes were dull, the corners of their mouths were cracked, saliva drooling, and they were confused, as if they were stupid.

"Their souls are gone, only an empty shell is left."

Zhao Han poked out his spiritual sense and observed it carefully, and finally shook his head: "The methods of the Buddha Sect seem compassionate, but in fact they are extremely violent. In order to smuggle his true spirit into your dream, the sect leader of the Zhuanglun Sect divided his true spirit into three in advance and lurked in the souls of the three of them."

"When the three of them were trapped in your dream, the true spirit of the Master of the Zhuang Wheel Sect will use the secret technique to combine the souls divided into three at the expense of these three people's souls. In other words, they were actually dead as early as when the three of them entered your dream world."

Looking at the appearance of Lian He Yu and Deng Chaoxing, who had had an intersection, Zhao Han couldn't help but sigh. Although these two people had their own little plan before, they were still quite upright. Unfortunately, they had been practicing the Dragon Elephant Power Vajra Art for too long, and they could be said to be terminally ill. In addition, they were the master of the Zhuanghuang Sect who had made measures on the soul before they came, so their lives had long been destined.

"So, these people are equivalent to dead soldiers. A lot of the information they received in the sect before was also some mistakes. One-sided false news, it's no wonder that a lot of the news I sent from them are inconsistent."

Zhao Han pondered for a moment, and then his eyes fell on the three empty bodies in front of him. When his heart moved, he suddenly had a bold idea.

Seeing this, Taixiang Concubine who was silently following Zhao Han, hurriedly asked: "Why, what did you think of?"

"I have an idea, but it's not very mature, and... it may not be possible." Zhao Han touched his chin and thought for a moment, "But, no matter whether it succeeds or not, you can always try it. If it fails, there will be no big loss. If it succeeds, you will gain a lot."

"You want to..."

"Just bury a nail and go in."

A dark red flashed through Zhao Han's pupils, and then three blood lights flew out of his body, landed on Wu Wansheng and his other men's foreheads, and seeped into them.

The next moment, the three men's originally dull pupils showed a sense of spirit, and the same expression appeared on their wooden faces, making the three men look like twin brothers, and they were indescribably weird.

"Yeah, I need to debug it."

Zhao Han raised his eyebrows. As he thought, Wu Wansheng and the other two immediately took steps and moved, and their expressions were crying and laughing. The eyes were sometimes sharp and sometimes ignorant. Everything was not like a normal person's behavior, but he divided three blood shadows into the bodies of the three people to replace their souls.

However, this temporary method cannot last too long. About three months, these three shells will rot because they are not matched with the blood shadow.

However, three months is enough for Zhao Han. Even as long as they can enter the sect of Zhuanghun Sect, the purpose for Zhao Han has been achieved.

"Are you going to leave?"

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've been delayed here, and I have other things to do." Zhao Han avoided the eyes of Taixiang Concubine and smiled, "Besides, you have just changed your foundation and are completely free, and you also need time to consolidate your foundation. Moreover, your position has been exposed. If you want to avoid future harassment and troubles, it's best to change your position."

"I know." Taixiang Fei was in a low mood. She pursed her lower lip and was silent for a moment before whispering, "Will we meet again?"

"Of course." Zhao Han nodded and added in the joyful gaze of Taixiang Concubine, "If you have the chance."

...

These days, Bingzhou was shocked by a news, especially the sects located northwards organized people to investigate after the incident, but in the end they all returned in vain and were very taboo.

In the following days, all the well-informed people in the province finally knew about this.

A few days ago, the Jingjue Secret Realm opened in the desert northwest of Bingzhou had an accident. Hundreds of the Seven Sects and a considerable number of casual cultivators did not come out after entering the Secret Realm. Even the Secret Realm disappeared inexplicably, leaving only a huge pit thousands of feet deep in the middle of the Sand Sea, which seemed extremely strange.

This incident even alarmed the Changwang Palace. For this reason, the Changwang Palace also sent a powerful Taixuan level to investigate, but it also gained little. In the end, the Changwang Palace turned this generation into a forbidden area.

However, according to some rumors, there was once a Jingjue site where the incident occurred, which was left by the ancient Jingjue Kingdom thousands of years ago. Every time the Jingjue secret realm is opened, the entrance is basically on the Jingjue ruins. But this time, after an accident in the secret realm, the Jingjue ruins in the sand disappeared and disappeared, which has never been seen in history.

Just as there were many different opinions from the outside world, a luxurious carriage was galloping on the mountain road to Beiluzhou.

Eight blood-red BMWs, low-key and luxurious carriages, a coachman in a black robe and bearded face on the shaft was wide open and observing the surroundings were vigilantly observing the situation around him.

This journey was exactly Zhao Han and his entourage who returned home.

At this moment, Zhao Han leaned softly on his elegant, plump and tender body, regardless of the gaze behind him that was almost pricked by holes, and at the same time directed Qingyu, who was so cute, to beat his legs.

Finally, after enduring for a while, Qingya finally broke out. She grinded her teeth and said hatefully: "Zhao Han, that's enough, don't be proud."

Zhao Han ignored the sound of teeth grinding from his ears, felt the warm breath behind his neck, and said lazily: "Hey, I just worked too hard in the secret realm before, I just wanted to rest. I didn't expect you to be so sympathetic. I originally wanted to chat with you about what happened in the secret realm before, but it seems that you are not interested."

Qingyu, who was hammering her small fist, immediately raised her head when she heard this, her big eyes were full of curiosity: "Young Master, what's going on?"

"Oh, Xiaoyu wants to know?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Hey, I want to tell you too, but unfortunately someone doesn't want to listen and even grinds his teeth and threatens me. Alas, it's so pitiful."

"..." Looking at Zhao Han pretending to be sad, and then looking at the senior sister who was regarded as a human behind him. Dao Ren Qingyu was silent for a moment, lowered his head and continued to beat his legs honestly, but the small fist suddenly accelerated, almost forming a phantom in the air, and only a series of "dongdongdongdong" sounds like smashing iron were heard.

"Hiss~"

Zhao Han took a breath of air and felt that if the lolita beside him had been cut open, his heart would be dark. He was just a copy. Why did he feel changed after he came back?

They all have a temper, right? Or they are too easy to talk to. It seems that they want to let them know what the Lord’s anger is!
Chapter completed!