Time passed, and there was no day or night in the trial space. Han Tiehu was practicing quietly, as if in a blink of an eye, three months passed.

A month ago, the army of Jiguo finally entered the imperial city of Yueguo.

Yue Kingdom was defeated, Yue Emperor committed suicide, and Prince Zhao Ying signed a contract of affiliation. Since then, Yue Kingdom has been affiliated with Ji Kingdom. The lord of Yue Kingdom has been called king but not emperor. Originally, the sixteen cities of Jiuzhou were given up on four western prefectures and four cities including the imperial city!

This is the general trend of the world, and it cannot be controlled by a few tourists from the world.

Fortunately, the people in the Imperial City of Jiguo were protected, and there were not many casualties.

However, when the exchange of power and the change of ownership of the country, some people's livelihood complaints were inevitable. There were also many loyal and righteous men who sacrificed their lives to their country and staged countless joys and sorrows.

This is a worldly dispute. Since there has been no tyrant, Han Tiehu has not asked about it.

After this battle, Kaiyang City became the new royal city of Yue Kingdom.

On this day, snowflakes rose rarely in Kaiyang City, which was like spring all year round, and there were few pedestrians on the road. In the cold and cold wind, a carriage came to Kaiyang City Zhenxian Temple.

The curtain was lifted, and a woman in white fox fur was walked down from it. The woman looked a little pale, with her hair tied up and her long sleeves. Her abdomen was raised and she was obviously pregnant.

A maid and maid supported the woman, and after the woman got off the car, another young man wearing a white cloak walked out of the carriage.

The man seemed extremely weak, his face was as white as paper, he kept coughing, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was full of depression.

"Qing'er, is this the only one?"

The man spoke softly, and he looked at the Zhenxian Temple.

Even on this rare cold day and snowy moment, the Zhenxian Temple is still in full bloom.

The pregnant woman nodded. She looked at the Zhenxian Temple, as if she was touched, and said, "Your Majesty, be careful that you are under your feet, this place is slippery!"

"The king of the country is a son of an unworthy country, and he is called His Majesty. I am not as good as the refugees in the city."

The man looked self-deprecating. He waved his hand, as if he had spent a lot of effort to stabilize his body, and said, "It's a burden to you. I can't be a husband, and I'm even more incompetent..."

"Your Majesty, don't talk about it. Since the worldly fate has come to this point, you and I have no fault. Let's look forward."

The woman gently stroked her abdomen and comforted the man.

This woman is Wen Qing'er, but her temperament is very different from when she was still in Kaiyang City.

At that time, she was unrestrained and a little arrogant in her youth, but now she has become dignified, as if she had experienced the ups and downs of life and had a heavy steadiness. She was no longer the lively and unrestrained girl.

The war between Ji and Yue completely changed her temperament.

And this war changed more than just her.

The man wearing a white cloak was Zhao Ying, the prince of Yue Kingdom. Now King Yue was once a splendid and ambition to swallow mountains and rivers?

Now he feels like a walking zombie.

"Let's go to the temple. Your body is not allowed by any doctor in the world. I hope to ask the Iron Tiger Immortal to give mercy!"

Wen Qing'er held her husband, afraid that he would not be able to think about it.

"Haha, Iron Tiger Immortal, Iron Tiger Immortal!" The man looked a little cold and shook his head and said, "Okay, I'll go to the temple to worship him!"

In the cold wind and snow, the new king and princess of Yue Kingdom were like ordinary pilgrims, and not many people cared about them.

When they entered the Zhenjun Temple, they also waited for incense and waited for half an hour before it was their turn.

Wen Qing'er first bowed and knelt down. She looked at the Dharma of the True Lord, and felt a lot of emotion in her heart, as if she was a different world. Her mood was complicated. Finally, she bit her tongue gently and bowed, "Sir Han also asked to protect my husband and children!"

She did not recite the name of the True Lord like others, and there was no response to the Dharma statue.

Wen Qing'er nodded and continued, "My husband has become sick and has a strange disease. Please remember the fate of several meetings in the past. I remember the pitiful fetus in my belly, and I have great compassion and show some tricks to save my husband's life."

While speaking, Wen Qing'er suddenly felt sad and tears burst out from her eyes.

Yue Guo, who was standing beside him, felt sad and said, "Qing'er, why is this? Why is this mere wooden statue? What's the use of worshiping him? Don't hurt your body..."

He wanted to help his wife up, but he was too weak and stretched out his hands with no strength at all.

But at this moment, the Dharma image of the enlightened True Lord was slightly shocked, and a ray of light shone out from it. Suddenly, a voice came from it: "Get up, since you are pregnant, don't salute, the world meets, the world changes, Han has the Rejuvenation Pill, Xiaoyuan Pill and Bailing Pill for you, but it may not be able to save the people around you..."

Zhao Ying was stunned when he heard this.

He then saw that the incense smoke slowly condensed into three pills before the magic statue of the enlightened Lord.

Wen Qing'er was excited. She took another look at the statue of Master Xunxiu Zhenjun, then took the three pills and said, "Thank you Master Han to give me medicine. When my husband improves, Qing'er will naturally come back to thank you."

"What I said just now is not a lie. These three pills may not necessarily save your husband!"

"Hmm?" Wen Qing'er frowned when she heard this, "How is this possible? Korean style, you are a god!"

"I am not a god. Your husband has a different body and black gas, so I can't tell what it is, but I know that black gas is the root of the lesion."

"Black gas?" Wen Qing'er was confused.

Zhao Ying, who was standing beside him, also heard Han Tiehu's voice, but only frowned.

Wen Qing'er looked sad and wanted to possess her and bowed, saying, "Please ask Master Han to take action. If you can save my husband, Qing'er is willing to do anything."

A voice slowly came from the statue of the Master Epiphany: "Let's go back and take three pills. If your health does not improve, three days later, come to Kinmen Wharf!"

"Thank you, Master Han!" Wen Qing'er felt a little relieved and cried into a smile.

Zhao Ying, the lord of Yue Kingdom, stared at the statue of the True Lord of the Enlightenment, and said, "You are an immortal master, why don't you come out in troubled times? Why don't you help me Yue Kingdom? Why don't you help the world?"

The light on the Dharma statue of the Enlightenment True Lord was dimmed a little, and a voice came from it: "Han cannot take care of the disputes in the world, nor can he take care of it. He only has the fate, but it depends on his heart."

"Is this called a god? Can you enjoy the incense in this way?" Zhao Ying seemed dissatisfied. Even Wen Qing'er next to him pulled the corner of his clothes. He even pretended not to be aware of it, staring at the statue of the Master Xunzhen, "If you take action, this battle may be spared, how many families will be destroyed, how many wives and children will be separated, how many innocent deaths will be saved!"

The Dharma statue paused for a while before continuing to emit a voice: "If I take action, can I really avoid going..."

After saying that, the Dharma image loses its light.

On the top of Mount Epiphany, Han Tiehu sighed and he stood up.

The disputes on earth have been going on since ancient times. He is just a small immortal cultivator and has never felt able to calm the disputes on earth.

Just like when Ji and Yue are at war, if he takes action, should he help Ji, Yue, or force the two sides to stop the war?

No matter how you do it, it is not necessarily correct.

Han Tiehu still thought as before, only those who are destined to be saved are not the savior and cannot save the world, but only by their hearts, they can do things that are clear about their thoughts.

As for the king of Yue Kingdom, Zhao Ying, Han Tiehu, he really saw that there was something strange about this person. It was not false to say that his black aura was entangled in his body, and he could not judge what the black aura was. Through his gratitude in his heart, he only felt that the black aura was very evil and dirty, tangled on Zhao Ying's soul, which seemed to limit Zhao Ying's lifespan, which was not like a mortal method that could be condensed.

"Forget it, if the Lord of Yue Kingdom cannot improve, I will have a black air in three days!"

Han Tiehu made a decision and soon sat cross-legged on the jade lotus platform again, circulating his magic power, and stimulating the birth of cigar wood.

This cigar wood was born by Han Tiehu until his age of seventy years, and no less than five hundred Dragon King cigars have been accumulated in his spiritual sea.

Speaking of this Dragon King cigar, it is interesting. This cigar can be ignited, which is somewhat similar to the dry tobacco in the world, but the effect of sucking is better. Even Han Tiehu, if he sucks, he will feel refreshed and refreshed. If a mortal sucks, it will not only refresh his mind, but also strengthen his body and relieve fatigue. He may even smoke one without sleep for three days and three nights, ensuring full energy.

However, Han Tiehu did not distribute this Dragon King cigar to others, because although this thing is good, it is also beneficial to people, but it is also fascinating and addictive.

Now he just gave the Dragon King cigar to dozens of Lightning turtles. The little turtle is now as big as a plate. Han Tiehu occasionally saw it holding a cigar in his mouth and was quite enjoying it.

As for the money tree, it was born to a hundred years old by Han Tiehu a month ago. Han Tiehu can use the number of times he can already do the things that turn stones into gold, stones into silver, and stones into bronze.

Moreover, Han Tiehu's qi refining efficiency has also been improved. He estimated that by the time he was able to suck the cigar wood to a hundred years old, he should be able to refine more than 100 points of mana by refining qi in one day. As expected, two days later, Han Tiehu successfully sucked the cigar wood to a hundred years old age, and then in one day of refining qi, he actually refines 120 points of mana!

"Not bad. With these five spiritual trees in the Spirit Sea, even if the Broken Immortal Bridge is used up in the future, I will not be afraid of my magic power being insufficient."

Han Tiehu was quite happy. Now there are spiritual woods and spiritual woods transformed from the Great Power Dragon Buddhist Beads in his spiritual sea. However, this spiritual wood is different from the spiritual wood of the Demon Mountain. It cannot be quickly used to urge them to grow and grow quickly. It is still difficult to understand what magical effects they have, and there is almost no blessing effect on Qi Refining Technique.

It was Han Tiehu who was thinking about whether to go to the Xuanzi No. 7 Trial Tower, but suddenly he felt a sense of the feeling that Wen Qing'er and the Lord of Yue Kingdom arrived at the Zhenjun Temple at the Kinmen Wharf.

The health of the king of Yue Kingdom did not improve.

"Then Wen Qing'er is acquaintance, just help her!"

When Han Tiehu thought of this, he called Zhao Xuanchen and gave him a trial token, asking him to bring Zhao Ying over.

A short moment later, Zhao Ying, the lord of Yue Kingdom, was taken to the top of Mount Everlasting Mountain. His face was as white as paper and his body was weak. When he saw Han Tiehu, he just bowed his hand.

Han Tiehu didn't care. He was inspired in his eyes. He looked at Zhao Ying carefully for a moment, and his brows gradually frowned.

"Lord of Yue Kingdom, what evil things have you been exposed to recently?"

"Evil thing?" Zhao Ying frowned and puzzled.

Han Tiehu said again: "I see that the black aura on your body is like an evil thought, eroding your life and eroding your life soul. If I guess it is correct, this black aura will not live for a month..."

"I can't live for one month?" Zhao Ying heard this, and his face showed a lonely look, as if he was relieved, and said to himself: "Forget it, this may be fate. I'm sorry Qing'er...ah!"

"Don't be too frustrated. Han is not helpless with this black gas. Wait for me to verify it a little and try to subdue or refine it. Even if I can't subdue or refine it, I have the technique of sacrificing myself, which can protect your life and soul from dissipating."

Han Tiehu didn't explain it carefully. As soon as he thought, Zhou Qing's Taoist scriptures were automatically opened in the Linghai Immortal Master Tower.

He suspected that the black aura on Zhao Ying's body was a wisp of earth soul.

The records about [Escape from the Ankle Ghost] in Zhou Qing Taoist Sutra mention that when a large number of mortals die, it is easy to appear. This lonely ghost is actually the soul of a human.

Refining the heavenly soul can be a god, and refining the earthly soul can be a ghost.

The magical power of escaping the ankle ghost can actually be considered a method of restraining souls and refining ghosts.

It’s just that the lonely ghost has no magical powers, no consciousness, and only wanders around instinct. However, the black gas entangled in Zhao Ying’s body is different, obviously with malice, and it looks like a refined ghost.

Han Tiehu is not sure whether this ghost is formed naturally or refined by humans. He looked through Zhou Qing’s Taoist scriptures to find a suitable method of refining ghosts, trying to subdue or refine the black energy.
To be continued...