In the northern border, Hanshan Town outside the Euphratum is the only place where the remaining disciples gather. It can also be said that the last disciples gathered here in the world.
"Put down the sword." Han Shanji ordered in a deep voice.
The people holding the sword were all young men, and they were full of energy. When they saw foreign enemies, they refused to give up and did not do as soon as possible.
"But……"
"Let go!" Han Shanji repeated.
Helplessly, the group of teenagers could only put away their sharp blades unwillingly.
Jun Han glanced at the group of young people at this time, chuckled, and said, "Is there another generation?" After asking, he looked at Han Shanji again, and said indifferently: "Your debt is really a death-long."
"You-" There was a boy next to him who was so angry that he only choked and stopped Han Shanji raised his hand and said.
Han Shanji sighed deeply, "The grudges of seniors have nothing to do with these children. If you have hatred, come to me." His voice was hoarse. After hearing this, Jun Han curled his lips indifferently and brushed a few thin pieces of snow stuck to his cuffs.
"Why do you think I'm here to seek revenge?"
Han Shanji's eyes flashed and then darkened again, "Sorry, in the past... it was just my wish, and it had nothing to do with them."
"It's really slow." Jun Han gave him a blank look, "Sure enough, my brain becomes dull when I get old."
Hanshan looked at him quietly.
The gods who are both gods have a long life and are not old in appearance, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they are ordinary immortals.
Therefore, Hanshan Jisui has lived for more than two hundred years, and his physical condition is almost till twilight, but his appearance is still like a young man.
"I'm not here to seek revenge."
Han Shanji was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, "Come with me."
The two of them had a beginning and no end to the end seemed to end inexplicably. The onlookers were all confused, but the two of them met and walked towards the dangerous mountain.
Perhaps in order to meet the situation, when Han Shanji walked back to this road where ice and snow were buried without a trace, the white shadow flashed in his mind again.
——
In order to find a way, the strange flower carried him out of the abyss of death.
He still remembered that when the guy finally took a step out of the shadow of the abyss, the helpless and difficult sigh was.
"Finally come out..."
"Hey, who are you?"
He paused, "I don't know."
"..." The young Han Shanji had eaten speechlessly for him along the way, and he was a little used to the magic of this guy.
"You put me down."
Then the man put Han Shanji back on the ground like a dog carrying a puppy.
However, he failed to stand firm and fell into the white-clothed arms again. The other party was not angry, but he was patiently straightened him.
"Your breath is unstable and you have been eroded by the cold air. It's best not to show off."
Han Shanji raised his eyes and met his amber eyes with light frost. He was suddenly stunned. Then his eyes burned and howled out with a "wow".
"..." Baiyi was stunned.
The young man buried in front of his collar and held his collar and cried loudly, inexplicably so that his brain circuit could not turn any clues.
“…What are you doing?”
"Don't you know that crying is a normal mood!" Han Shanji shouted in embarrassment, but the howling continued.
This cry was not because the white-clothed eyes were so soft that it could touch the soft pain of people's hearts. It was just that this guy was indeed open with pure and unrestrained eyes, and it should really be incomprehensible - it felt like a man would not feel ashamed to cry secretly while holding a dog.
This guy really doesn't understand the meaning of his crying at all.
"Why can't I leave here...Why, everyone can be so indifferent?"
The first sentence is indeed resentment, and the next sentence is indeed disappointment with the person who told him to find a break.
"I don't know..." The white-clothed answered very seriously.
"I'm not asking you! A second-hand man!"
"..." Baiyi wondered, "Is there anyone else here?" As he said that, he really looked around.
“…………”
Lost, completely lost to this weird...
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"There is no one here, you can rest assured." Han Shanji led Jun Han into his alone house.
This house is built with ice, and is transparent and exquisite.
The terrain here is relatively high, and you can look down at the entire Hanshan Town - the houses built with ice and frost in the town. At first glance, it still has a bit of a "Crystal Palace" meaning, but it makes Kuhan break all the fantasies.
"I'm here just to figure out some problems."
"Ghost Star?"
"You know, that's easy."
Han Shanji looked at him and his eyes slowly fell on his hands, "Are you burned?"
"A little accident."
Han Shanji stretched out his hand at him, "Show me."
Jun Han pulled the bandage on his hand and spread the scars over.
Still as if it was new.
"It's a ghost star indeed."
After he saw it, Jun Han took back his hand, "So you also sent the Shouyuan people to the Central Plains?"
"The reason for this matter must be found out."
"And there are immortal sects?"
Hearing this, Han Shanji was stunned for a moment, "That child is not a bad person, and he can also see that he is indeed guilty of the tragic incident in the Immortal Sect."
Although that matter has little to do with him.
"I want to know more than that immortal sect, why the Shouyuan people were able to leave the northern border?"
"Because the sealing power of the ghost star has become weaker."
"What sealing power?"
Han Shanji pulled open his collar and exposed the phoenix fire mark on his shoulder. "You knew it early in the morning - this is the seal given by the ghost star to Xuanming, so once the disciple of the Water God left the North, he would be killed by the phoenix fire - but now, the strength of this seal has become weaker, so it will be fine even if we step out of the Lingyuan Realm."
The Lingyuan Realm is the range where the people guarding the Yuan in the North can move safely. When the sealing power was still very strong in the past, even if they just took this circle and took a step, they would immediately turn into a piece of ashes in the snow.
“Why is it weakened?”
Han Shanji could only shake his head for this question, "I don't know yet, but it is definitely not because of the weakening of the power of the ghost star."
"In other words, the power of the Ghost Star itself has not weakened?"
"That's right," Han Shanji gently stroked his chest, and carefully felt the rolling fire buried in the spiritual veins. "The power of the ghost star in our bodies is the same as before."
"I see."
"In fact, the power of the four gods is originally within the five elements. The five elements are mutually restrained and reborn, and they are deeply bound by each other. Once one side moves, the rest..."
"Of course the rest will move with it." Jun Han smiled with a smile, "What about looking at the situation in the Euphrate Abyss?"
"Now, you should know better about the situation in Youyuan than me..."
This recklessly stirred a faint thorn in Jun Han's heart.
"You have inherited the power of your father, and we can only wander on the edge after all. Although we have been here for thousands of years, we do know nothing about what the Euyuan actually looks like."
Jun Han snorted lightly, smiled bitterly, turned his eyes slightly, looked at Feixue outside the window, and sighed, "I don't know anything about what he is actually like..."
What is that existence that looks like a demon, a god and a human being?
When the power that scared the world really lurked in Jun Han's body, he was shocked to find that the existence of Beishan Jun could not be defined by a single name. Even Jun Han himself could not tell what kind of existence that spiritual power was.
It seems to be transcendent from the world, but it is invisibly connected with this world, as if it is just a pure and flawless spring outside the world, but it flows with a distant sorrow, like a stream carrying countless fallen flowers and mortal feelings, but also contains the power of a torrent of mad waves...
Therefore, this power is definitely not the original power of the Water God Xuanming.
"And there is another god's power hidden in your body."
"What?!" Jun Han turned his eyes in shock.
"That power was not something you were born with - have you ever met any unusual people in the past?"
Jun Han encountered too many mortal demons in his life, and he had no way to recall them for a while.
But it is clear that the "unusual person" that Han Shanji said should never have appeared in his life.
After all, his strength was never obtained through others' teachings.
"No."
In this way, Han Shanji didn't know how to answer.
Jun Han turned his gaze out the window again, but the aura on his body caused Han Shanji to look at him for a long time.
He had a look similar to that man and his gray hair was exactly the same, but the difference was that the pure cleavage on the man from beginning to end had long been found in Jun Han.
In the same Amber eyes, the King of Beishan was flawless, but Jun Han was only endlessly deep, and he was also indifferent to all kinds of the world, but Jun Han always had a hint of helplessness in his eyebrows and eyes.
The old friend's son suddenly led to the sorrow that Han Shanji had been buried by ice and snow for a long time. For a moment, the man was leapt in his eyes, but he was far away and untouchable. He could no longer find the state of mind like Beishanjun in the world, and even his bones and blood could not be imitated.
Nostalgia suddenly arose, Han Shanji lowered his eyes slightly and said involuntarily: "No one has ever told you what he really looks like, right?"
Jun Han subconsciously looked at it, and it was hard to tell, and he didn't say anything.
"If he was still alive, he would definitely love you very much..."
“…”
Jun Han was stunned, as if someone suddenly stuffed a handful of charcoal into his heart, boiling and twisting his heart. He could not find out what his mentality was, but an inexplicable pain flowed along his blood like sparks and spread all over his body.
Jun Han gritted his teeth and threw a little impatient. His face was still unchanged, and turned back to look out the window.
But Junhan didn't want to interrupt him-
This is indeed the first time I heard someone mention his father like this.
"You must believe that your parents are not as sincere as rumors... your mother..." He suddenly choked, as if he was a little choked, "If your mother hadn't really had true love, she wouldn't have tried her best to keep you..."
Jun Han still didn't answer. He looked out the window, his heart was stuttering, but he still remained silent.
Others call him Beishan Jun, but they don’t know what his real name is.
Chapter completed!