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All the forces present finally understood a truth, Chen Han was like an untouchable hedgehog, whoever provokes him will peel off his skin without dying.

As long as you provoke him, it was equivalent to giving him enough reasons to go crazy. Once you go crazy, the consequences will be unimaginable, ranging from loss of face and loss of treasures, to severe death.

At this critical moment of the enemy, he would not mention the matter of being chased and killed by various forces back then, but don’t be caught by him, or you will be slaughtered.

There was another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright!

Meng Tianhe, who knew he was going to die, went through this sudden change, and still feels a little unreal. It was not until the handover of the immortal artifact compensated by the Dongfang Family that he came back to his senses: “Is... is it true? Chen Han, Are you really a cultivator? You really saved me?”

“Master, all of this is true.” Chen Han was obviously agitated, the man in front of him was too kind to him.

“I’m still alive...I’m still alive...”

Two lines of old tears rolled down the cheeks, obviously not the joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe, but a kind of emotion and mockery of life.

.....

Life and death.

Ups and downs.

He has experienced too many twists and turns in his life. First, he was aloof as the headmaster of the Star Picking Sword Sect. Then, from the memory he had just recovered, he thought of the time when Chen Han went to Qixing Ridge to fight against the Quartet, but in the end he was hit by his ancestors. After being hit hard, Duanmu Yunhai who appeared at the moment of crisis made him understand that there was still such a powerful existence in the world.

The world turned around and strong men followed one after another, and the world completely changed. Warriors are still powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, but they are not worth mentioning in the face of powerful cultivators.

Forty years ago, because a cultivator passed by Qixingling, a certain sect accidentally ran into him, and the entire sect was almost killed.

That was just a cultivator at the early stage of golden core, and those seniors in the door are actually early stage golden core.

However, the same Golden Core was divided into warriors and cultivators in the early stage, and the gap between the two was incomparable. Under the circumstances of those ancestors fighting with their lives, only three or five people managed to escape. Even his own son Meng Yi died in that catastrophe, and the head of the Star Picking Sword Sect became a bereaved dog.

How could he let go of the hatred of the sect being destroyed and the murder of his relatives?

He wants revenge!

At that time, he had just broken through to the pseudo-Golden Core Stage, so he gave up his plan to rebuild the Star Picking Sword Sect and came to Yanjing City alone. Because among the major cultivation forces, only Daqin did not hide at all, and Yanjing was the capital of Daqin, so maybe you can meet some fairy fate here.

With his own ability and the background of the sect, even if the Star Reaching Sword Sect was destroyed, he was still able to survive and opened a hotel in Yanjing City.

It’s a pity that the truth was far from being as simple as imagined. He tried many times to get in touch with Daqin’s cultivators, tried his best and humbled himself, but still failed to become one of them.

A martial artist, even a fake golden elixir who has broken through the limit of martial arts, unless he has a cultivation physique, he must be assisted by a foundation building pill if he turns to cultivation. Even if Daqin has the Foundation Establishment Pill, even if there are masters who can wash the tendons and marrow of the beginners, they will leave the opportunity to the younger generation within the power. After all, the reversal of heaven and earth has left the top of Kunlun, so there was no need to be limited by space in terms of fertility, let alone who cares about the mere Jindan early-stage cultivators?

There was no way to go to heaven, and no way to go to earth.

Meng Tianhe could only continue to stay in Yanjing City, trying to meet such a chance. He stayed for forty years, and his confidence was almost wiped out by time.

However, today, just because the receptionist at the front desk didn’t recognize Dongfang Ming and asked to pay a deposit according to the normal procedures, he was killed on the spot with a single palm. When he rushed over from the office to apologize, and explained that this was the hotel’s rule and the receptionist didn’t intend to embarrass him, the furious Dongfang Ming turned his finger on him.

When he was young, his cultivation was the best among his peers. As the next candidate for the head, he was proud of himself until he ascended to the position of head.

When he was middle-aged, Yu Tian and Meng Yi conspired against Chen Han to cause the accident, which made him horrified that such a powerful existence existed in the world.

Later, the Star Picking Sword Sect encountered a powerful enemy and nearly collapsed. The loss of his son in old age and the withering of the sect made him feel miserable.