Chapter 169 The Emperor's Reward

Just at this moment.

Han Yi retracted his sight from the rising black sword and looked at the cold and fierce monk sitting in the void.

The other party was full of murderous intent, obviously wanting to kill him while his strongest magic weapon was away from him.

Moreover, he did not know the other party.

Since he did not know him, and the other party's two magic weapons did not have the unique national destiny aura of the great monks, it meant that this person had no concerns about not being able to be killed.

Han Yi's eyes flashed and he laughed grimly.

To be honest, he was holding his breath all the way after leaving Xuanxue Peak.

He just wanted to cultivate an immortal peacefully, why did someone always force him to kill people?

He pointed his hand, and the rising black sword fell straight down.

At the same time.

He stretched his right hand forward and pressed it in the void, a flame was drawn into a shield, and on the shield, there was a virtual wind, the wind borrowed the fire, but because of the confinement of the magic power, it was bound to the fire.

Fire creates wind, wind removes fire, fire creates wind again...

One layer on top of another, three layers of wind and fire shields were formed before the spread stopped.

Wind wall technique, fire shield technique.

Han Yi already had a preliminary idea of ​​transforming these two spells into a wind and fire defense technique, but he tried and failed. The reason is naturally that his understanding of these two spells is still a little lacking.

However, it is not much different.

He estimated that after breaking through to the next level of [Reaching the Pinnacle], he would be able to create a spell based on these two spells.

Although the characteristics of fire and wind in the current wind and fire shield have not been completely integrated, but have been forcibly synthesized, it has already produced an effect where one plus one is far greater than two.

The black and white short arrow pierced through the first layer of wind and fire shield, and then pierced through the second layer of wind and fire shield. Then, the arrow pierced into the third layer of shield, and the arrow body was stuck at the second shield, but it could not move forward any further.

"What?"

The cold and fierce monk in the void stood up suddenly, his face was shocked and showed an expression of disbelief.

His magic weapon was the top-grade magic weapon, and it also had the effect of "must hit". Even if the opponent dodged, the magic weapon would always follow until it hit.

Just as he stood up in shock, he suddenly raised his head again.

The pierced five-color fan had just fallen above his head, and the black light pierced the color fan for the second time and fell rapidly, only three meters away from his head.

Fast.

Too fast.

He first thought that his Tianji Arrow could hit the opponent. As long as the Tianji Arrow hit the opponent, he could activate the secret technique in the Tianji Arrow and curse the opponent to death.

But the opponent's seemingly random wind and fire magic actually blocked his Tianji Arrow directly.

This shocked him.

This means that the opponent's defense has crossed the early stage of foundation building and has a defense level above the middle stage of foundation building.

Before he could be shocked, the magic weapon above his head was pierced again, and the black light as fast as thunder was approaching his eyes.

Before the life-and-death crisis, he crushed a talisman in his hand.

His figure was about to disappear on the spot.

However, Han Yi, who was a hundred meters away, suddenly had a surge of murderous intent in his eyes. At this moment, the murderous intent was integrated with the cultivators, monsters, and demon cultivators killed along the way.

Once it exploded, it was earth-shattering and soared.

His spiritual consciousness rolled out wildly, and his soul opened his eyes in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the chaotic energy shook.

The broken sword that had approached the cold and fierce cultivator within three meters actually appeared under the cold and fierce cultivator in a tenth of a second, as if teleporting.

The next moment.

The teleportation talisman was activated, and the body of the cold and fierce cultivator disappeared on the spot.

A drop of blood fell into the void.

A hundred meters away, on the other side of the forest, a monk appeared in mid-air. However, there was a piercing wound that went straight from the top of his head to his lower body. In his eyes, the horror was still there, but there was no light of life.

The body fell down with a snap, blood was all over the ground, and a gray soul emerged from the body.

The soul was confused at first, and the next moment, it looked down suddenly, and saw the horrible corpse, and the soul could not help but be scattered.

However, the soul turned around and looked at Han Yi, who was standing at the edge of the forest with a calm face. It could not help but be ferocious. Without wind, the soul had crossed a distance of a hundred meters and sank into Han Yi's head.

Han Yi's body paused.

At the moment he paused.

A blood-colored sword light had already pierced him directly from his side.

The sword light was silent, but deadly enough.

A few hundred meters away from Han Yi, Shen Yuan of Taixu Sect raised his shoulders, but then lowered them again, but did not really attack. There was only a trace of regret on his face.

Fu You of Nandou Palace attacked.

The timing of the blood-colored sword light was the most fatal. Shen Yuan might not be able to intercept it even if he attacked. Moreover, he and this cultivator had only met twice, so it was not worth his attack.

Moreover, Han Yi took the lead in attacking, which was invisibly equivalent to a challenge to everyone. This way, he would have to bear the pressure and danger of attacking.

Cultivators are proud, not to mention that the people present are all the top geniuses in the world of immortal cultivation, so they are naturally more arrogant.

Shen Yuan is no exception.

However, the next moment, he raised his eyebrows and showed a look of surprise.

In his eyes, Han Yi, who was clearly trapped in the battle of the sea of ​​consciousness, actually reacted immediately after a slight pause. This pause was too short, not even a moment.

So fast? The other party has cultivated the secret art of the soul?

Shen Yuan was shocked.

At this moment.

The blood-red sword light passed by without being blocked, and the residual image slowly dissipated.

A figure had moved forward three meters.

Han Yi turned sideways and looked at Fu You, his eyes full of murderous intent. The black light that pierced through the cold and fierce monk had already smashed the space and turned away.

Boom.

Taking advantage of the momentum of falling, the black light was faster and faster. Before the sound of the sonic boom, it had already arrived in front of Fu You.

"What?"

Fu You was shocked.

Fast, too fast.

Han Yi recovered too quickly from the battle of souls and spirits, and his speed was too fast. He dodged his blood sword, and then the black broken sword came like lightning in an instant.

All this happened in a moment, not even the time of a finger snap.

The other party seemed to have expected that he would attack with a sword.

Fu You was shocked, but he did not turn around and run away. Instead, he made a hand seal, and a gray light radiated from the silver ring on his finger to his whole body.

Boom.

The black sword light hit the gray light shield, and directly activated Fu You, who had activated the special defense magic weapon, and was knocked into the forest by a huge force, disappearing without a trace, and his life or death was unknown.

Speaking of it.

From the moment Han Yi drew his sword, he automatically became the target of public criticism.

Then the cold and fierce monk sacrificed the five-color fan, and the black light penetrated. The Tianji arrow was launched, but failed to pierce the wind and fire magic shield. The black light fell and penetrated the cold and fierce monk.

Then the soul battle.

In an instant, the blood sword attacked again, and Han Yi backhanded a sword, bombarding Fu You's life or death.

This series of actions happened in just two finger snaps.

Fast.

Too fast.

It was so fast that even the foundation-building monks present were unbelievable and almost couldn't react.

Everyone was shocked.

Even Pang Quan, the ninth-generation grandson of Da Gan, looked fearful and stared at Han Yi with jealousy and unwillingness in his eyes.

Shen Yuan, who was carrying a huge black sword, sighed inwardly.

The gap was too big, so big that he had no interest in taking action at all.

And in midair.

The black light returned and fell in front of Han Yi, who was already flying with the Qingping Sword.

Han Yi looked at the people around him calmly.

In midair.

Xie Jingshan held the battle flag in his hand, with a mysterious aura floating, but he held it tighter and tighter. His face met Han Yi's glance, and he was extremely solemn.

Other cultivators, some changed their bodies and moved away slightly, and some held magic weapons in their hands and did not fire, but no matter who they were, they were afraid when they met Han Yi's eyes and did not move.

At the edge of the forest.

Pang Quan was gloomy, Shen Yuan regretted, and Ding Jiansheng was excited to fight.

As soon as he stepped out of the forest, he saw Han Yi kill one person with a sword and injure another person. The female cultivator holding a long spear had her eyes trembling wildly, holding the long spear horizontally, and was extremely alert.

Han Yi retracted his gaze.

Then, the black light rose again.

This time, no one stopped it.

The black light climbed far away and reached the top of the mountain in an instant.

Peng.

The Linggui jade, which was more than one person tall, was instantly shattered and scattered in all directions.

In its core, there was a huge Linggui jade as big as two heads. Han Yi took it into his hand and put it into his storage bag. This Linggui jade, from the volume, was about one-fifth of a whole Linggui jade.

Then, he turned around and looked at the many foundation-building period cultivators present, and with a flicker of his body, he stepped back into the forest.

After he stepped into the forest, the cultivators came back to their senses from the shock, and without stopping for a moment, they rushed madly to the scattered Linggui jade fragments and began to fight for the remaining four-fifths of the Linggui jade.

After entering the forest, Han Yi naturally wanted to occupy the huge Linggui jade completely.

However, that was too greedy. Even if they were shocked by the power of his sword, it would arouse the anger of the crowd. At that time, it would not be a problem of one or two people. Everyone rushed up, and even he would definitely die. He could escape by luck.

And only one-fifth was what he deserved after showing his strength.

This share can be said to be too little.

The rules in the world of immortal cultivation are actually very simple. Those with the biggest fists make the rules. Among the cultivators around the huge Linggui jade, he has the biggest fist, so the rules are naturally set by him.

After Han Yi entered the forest again, he continued to look for Linggui jade.

However, this time there was no large Linggui jade. He only found two Linggui jades as big as fingers.

Then, he felt his whole body sink and couldn't move. The light and shadow in front of him changed, and he had changed to a new world.

A strong pressure fell on him, which frightened him and made him know where he was.

Dagan Immortal Palace.

I'm back again.

Han Yi's heart trembled. Here, he was beaten back to the bottom again. He couldn't walk sideways like he did in Yuque Baoguitian.

His mind changed, and his mind was gathered. Han Yi put all the swords into the storage bag and stood aside.

Around him, other monks stood far away.

A gentle voice came from the front. It was the official monk of Dagan who announced the start of the seventh celebration.

"Okay, the seventh celebration is over, you can go back."

The official monk of Dagan waved his hand and asked everyone to leave.

Before Han Yi left, he looked at Han Yi and asked gently: "What's your name? Which sect are you from?"

Han Yi paused, and others also looked at him.

Han Yi answered without blinking, without beating his heart: "Report to the adults, my disciple's name is Han Yi, and my sect is Tianyi Sect."

Han Yi's voice was not small, so that the monks who were about to leave could hear it.

"Han Yi, this is a good name."

"Okay, Tianyi Sect, Tianyi...huh?"

The gentle voice obviously paused, as if it was choked, and then squeezed out another sentence.

"Yes, let's go."

Han Yi bowed, saluted, then turned and walked away.

The other monks who came out of the cave wrote down this name.

"Han Yi, the Heavenly Will Sect."

Only Shen Yuan of Taixu Sect, Jiang Bo and Cui Xingchen, both of Xuan Dan Sect, showed doubts.

Han Yi quietly retreated, but a look full of resentment fell on him, making him stop in his tracks.

He looked over and met Fu You's bloody eyes.

Han Yi withdrew his gaze.

This person was not very hostile to him, and Han Yi could probably guess the reason. In Chaozhen Taixu Heaven, he and Fu You competed for the Yujing Taixu Order. In the end, he won with one move, and Fu You naturally held a grudge.

This time, I hit him hard again, and my resentment deepened.

However, Han Yi is not afraid and will kill him next time he encounters him.

then.

He no longer paid attention to Fu You and walked to the back. However, he saw that Taoist Tianxin who was sitting in the last banquet seat had disappeared without knowing it.

Han Yi's heart moved, and he naturally turned around and followed Jiang Bo and Cui Xingchen back to the monks of Xuan Dan Sect.

"Junior Brother Han, aren't you at Xuanxue Peak? Why are you here? How can you say you are a monk from the Tianyi Sect?"

Cui Xingchen asked in a low voice, but was stopped by Han Yi. He nodded knowingly and didn't mention it again.

In the Daqian Immortal Palace, Han Yi was worried about being overheard even if he whispered. Those great masters at the stage of transformation into gods, the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, might even be overheard even if they whispered anything in whispers. .

Cui Xingchen turned to Han Yi.

"By the way, how much Linggui Jade did Junior Brother Han get? Elder Qin said that a fist-sized Linggui Jade is worth a Foundation Establishment Pill. Unfortunately, I almost got one, but someone snatched it away. Chi Xiao The monks of the Sword Sect are so hateful," Cui Xingchen muttered.

Jiang Bo, on the other hand, had a joyful expression on his face: "Junior Brother Cui, when we enter the Jade Palace, Elder Qin doesn't expect us to get the spiritual jade, but he wants us to save our lives first."

"The foundations of those holy places, the three major sects, and the old Nascent Soul Sect are not comparable to those of the Xuandan Sect."

"However, senior brother, I was lucky. I got one and it hasn't been taken away yet."

Han Yi was silent.

Because there are nearly sixty pieces of Linggui jade scattered in his storage bag, not to mention the piece of Linggui jade that is as big as two heads.

That huge piece of Linggui Jade can already be called a rare treasure.

Of course he won't take it out, and he has made up his mind that this time when he returns to Xuandan Sect, he will not be able to come out. He will refine Linggui Jade first and improve his realm first.

Next.

The eighth celebration begins, this time for the monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

This banquet lasted for seven days and seven nights. However, where the Daqian Immortal Courtyard is located, one of the six departments of the Daqian Palace, the Tiangong Department, has a Tiangong creation that can make the entire Immortal Courtyard look the same as the daytime at night. No difference.

More than a dozen celebrations were held, and in the end, the Duke of Daqian Ding and a Taoist monarch from Yujing Mountain discussed Taoism in the Immortal Palace, with flowers falling from the sky and spiritual energy stirring the souls.

Even if he didn't understand, Han Yi felt that his whole body had undergone a special baptism.

Seven days later.

After the celebration, Han Yi followed everyone back to the collapsed courtyard of the Xuan Dan Sect, only to realize that the courtyards of the Tianyi Sect and the courtyards of the Xuandan Sect were actually next to each other. If it hadn't been for Taoist Tianxin's Hunyuan Ruyi Formation, he would have been with him long ago. Everyone from the Xuan Dan Sect gathered.

Qin Wuxian appeared again, dismissed everyone, and only after leaving Han Yi behind did he learn from Han Yi what happened to him.

However, Han Yi did not go into detail about his two fights with Lu Zhi and Yuan Changtian. Instead, he briefly mentioned that he was hunted down and then happened to meet Master Tianxin and was taken on an immortal boat and brought to the immortal capital.

And when he heard that Xuan Dan Sect's Immortal Boat was attacked and killed by Blood God Sect, Qin Wuxian's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Speaking of which, Qin Wuxian took everyone from the Xuan Dan Sect to leave the mountain gate and rushed to the Daqian Immortal Capital earlier than the time when Han Yi was attacked. He didn't know that the eight foundation-building stages of the Xuan Dan Sect and the more than 60 The inner disciples were attacked.

"Hmph, the remnants of the Blood God Sect are hiding quite well."

"A year and a half ago, Sect Master Yuan went out to hunt down the remnants of the Blood God Sect and the Tianhun Sect's Feng Wusheng. However, after going around Shuzhou, he only killed a few foundation-building monks who showed their flaws."

"I didn't expect that there are still more than ten remnants of the Blood God from the Foundation Establishment Stage, entrenched in Nanyang County."

"No, not necessarily. The remnants of the Blood God Sect who attacked and killed you may have escaped from Daqian and then returned. This can explain it."

"It seems that after returning this time, I still need to take action to kill the remaining scoundrels of these two sects."

After Qin Wuxian finished speaking, he restrained his murderous intent, looked at Han Yi, and frowned slightly.

"Taoist Tianxin is actually targeting you. There must be a reason for this. Han Yi, you need to be careful."

"Zhenjun monks are not good at it. It is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

"That's all, you follow us this time. After you return to the sect, even if you are the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, you still dare to go to the Xuandan Sect and force you to be a disciple."

Han Yi nodded crazily, that was what he was thinking, and Elder Qin spoke his mind.

"You should rest first. As long as I am here, even if Master Tianxin comes in person, he will never take you away from me."

"According to the arrangement, the birthday rewards will come in three days. However, those rewards are generally given to the descendants of the Great Emperor, the three dukes, the two holy places and the disciples of the three major sects, which have little to do with us."

"Three days later, we will set off to return to the sect. Even if the True Lord wants to stop us accurately, it is impossible."

Qin Wuxian added.

Han Yi nodded again, with an expression of escaping a disaster on his face.

He was really worried and scared along the way, especially after hearing the "great achievements" of the two disciples of Tianxin Taoist. He guessed that Tianxin Taoist had offended the three dukes of Dagan and made countless enemies. He was eager to escape from his clutches immediately.

It was naturally his urgent hope to follow Xuandan Sect and return to the right track of cultivating immortals.

Three days later.

A list of Dagan rewards was passed to many sect cultivators who participated in this birthday ceremony through the Immortal Rites Department, one of the six departments of Dagan.

Among them.

There was a cultivator who attracted everyone's attention because of his sect.

Emperor Da Gan bestowed upon Han Yi of the Tianyi Sect a magic weapon, the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword, one hundred top-grade spirit stones, and appointed him as the Fourth Inspector of the Ministry of Justice.