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"Fight!"

"Killing the unintentional of the Linghai Sword Sect."

"Whoever can take his head will be rewarded with a stage seven spiritual treasure and a hundred thousand crystals."

A group of people were chasing and killing an armored man.

"Hahaha, you want to kill me? "Just come and try it!"

The armored man let out a loud laugh, looking extremely arrogant.

However, his gaze was solemn.

The group of people behind were not weak, there were even two slightly famous disciples of the talent.

"We have to escape."

The armored man was trying to find a way to solve the problem.

"Whiz!"

A figure approached from the horizon at an extremely fast speed; it was as fast as lightning.

"Someone's coming!"

The crowd was vigilant.

However, they only saw the low flying figure pass by them in a flash, and only then did the wind that was formed from the impact of the air and body surge towards them.

"Who is that?"

"He is definitely not a nameless person."

"This is bad, I have no intention of escaping."

"?"

Zhang Han flew extremely fast.

It allowed him to think quickly, but that was not a problem. With the recovery pill, he could still fly at a high speed for half a day, and the energy within his body would also be maintained at sixty to seventy percent.

In these five days, Zhang Han crossed half the battle area.

From the initially desolate place to the place where the battle was intense, with Land-Rover s obstructing his path, Zhang Han made a small plan and directly went over there. He didn't keep fighting nor did he want to fight with anyone.

As far as he was concerned, this small conflict, or any sort of treasure, wasn't worth him wasting any time on.

Ten days later.

Zhang Han crossed the fifth battlefield and stood at the border.

Here, he would always see some Heavenly Fiend Sect teams.

However, with Zhang Han's concealment method, these people did not discover him.

Finding the right direction, Zhang Han sprinted towards the Red Peak Sect.

Another twenty days passed.

After a total of more than a month, Zhang Han finally arrived at the edge of the Red Cloud Sect.

This was also the outer court area.

Bang!

In the forest, a young couple was being slapped unconscious by Zhang Han.

Holding the man's order badge, Zhang Han put on his hoodie, put the black order on his head, and directly walked into the city.

The bustling city was filled with young people. Some were in their teens, while the oldest was in their twenties.

They waited for the annual inner sect examination three days later.

Along the way, many people brought up this matter.

"Our Red Peak Sect's passing rate is only five percent. Five out of a hundred people will pass. It's very difficult."

"Don't be discouraged, just in case your luck is too explosive and your performance is too long, then you pass."

"I thank you for your praise."

Walking on the street, Zhang Han secretly sensed the mark of the Blood Origin Spell.

One of the streaks of red light pointed in the direction of the inner sect.

"In the inner sect."

"I've walked all the way to the outer sect, passing over a thousand layers of defensive arrays. It's very easy."

"But the inner court is different, the detection and defense are stronger. I can pass, but if I have a complete monitoring system, I will have a chance of being discovered."

"Entering the inner sect as a disciple of the Red Cloud Sect."

"Information on outer sect disciples ?"

Zhang Han thought about it, and decided to find an inner disciple to talk.

In this city, in a designated place, Zhang Han directly went over and randomly found an inner disciple, and threw a few crystals on the ground.

"Senior Brother, I want to change my identity. I can't use the original identity."

Zhang Han revealed a fake smile.

"Hmm?"

The inner disciple frowned as he stared at the hundred thousand crystal stones in front of him.

"Whiz!"

Zhang Han took out another ten thousand medium grade Crystals, and said: "This matter is rather troublesome, Senior Brother, can I help you with something?"

Crash! *

The inner disciple relaxed his brows and thought to himself: This kid knows how to do things.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

He said with a faint smile:

It's just that I'm not able to see through people, and I accidentally offended people I can't afford to offend. It's good to change my identity, but I'll record it for you, it's only three years old. After that, you have to personally update your identity in the office, otherwise the tokens and the like will no longer work.

"Ok, senior brother, I understand." Zhang Han nodded.

"Come, scan your appearance and features."

Zhang Han did as he was told.

"Did you investigate him?" "You?" This senior brother's eyes became cold and quickly took the stone. At the same time, he sternly asked, "Which sect did you come from?"

Zhang Han was silent for a moment, then indifferently looked at the man in front of him and said:

"I'm here to seek revenge, kill off my enemies, and also wish to join the Red Peak Sect for a few years."

"Hur Hur Hur Hur." The inner court disciple sneered.

"Whiz!"

The room was once again filled with glittering crystals.

It was so fragrant.

He took the crystal and sighed: "Cultivators of my generation, quickly seek revenge and follow their hearts, this is something that everyone envies, I do not care what you do, in short, you have a suitable outer sect identity now, your identity will only last for a year, what do you want to do in the future, you can think of a way yourself, I can't care less about the inner sect anyway."

"Alright."

Zhang Han nodded slightly.

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Hanyang."

"Pfft, who?" The inner court disciple was shocked. "What are you doing?"

His expression changed slightly.

"What?"

"What's your name again?" the man asked.

Zhang Han was silent for a moment, then said: "Zhang Han Yang, Zhang Chang.

"Ah!" The man let out a breath, "It's actually a consonant sound."

"What kind of tone?" Zhang Han's eyes lit up as he asked.

He is called Zhang Hanyang, the cold and the sun in the sky, he is rather favored there. It is said that the young miss of the Lan Ling Peak is pursuing him relentlessly, with such deep feelings for him that even the Peak Master is unable to avoid him, and imprisonment is useless. " The inner disciples recorded the news for Zhang Han.

"How old is that Zhang Hanyang, and why is he so famous?" Zhang Han asked curiously.

Unbeknownst to him, a trace of a warm smile had begun to involuntarily rise on the corner of his mouth.

"He's around sixteen or seventeen years old. Anyway, that kid looks a bit more feminine, and doesn't have any manliness at all. Who would have known that Miss Lan Lingfeng would like that."

A sour smell.

"Then I better not be Zhang Han Yang, his name is Ye Feng." Zhang Han replied: "The night is dark, and the wind is howling."

"Night wind?" "Fine." The man nodded and entered it into the system. Soon, he took out a token: "You are now an outer disciple, and I have already randomly recorded the simple identity information, so take this bracelet and it contains your basic information. I advise you not to cause any trouble, after you walk out of this door, it has nothing to do with me, but I will pay attention to you too, understand?"

Judging from what he said, don't cause any trouble in the near future.

Zhang Han was not here to cause trouble either, he nodded his head: "Thank you senior brother, I am only here to learn, I won't cause trouble."

"Junior brother Ye Feng, take care." The man smiled and waved his hand. "If you don't pass this year's exam, you can look for me if you need anything in the future."

"Yes."

Zhang Han smiled in return and turned to leave.

As he walked out the door, his eyes lit up.

"Daughter."

After he finally found a heart and soul, Zhang Han's suppressed heart that had been inside for a long time finally calmed down a little.

He tried to sense the bracelet.

He headed towards his own residence.

The smart bracelet would also be monitored and located, but that didn't matter, Zhang Han really didn't plan to cause trouble.

He sat in the room and rested for three days.

It was time for the assessment.

Similar to the situation with the Cloudsea Sword Sect, the Red Peak Sect had more members.

The assessment would be passed in seconds.

"Congratulations on entering the inner sect."

"After entering the sect today, you can choose a mountain peak later and live your lives in the Red Peak Sect."

The Red Peak Sect was a bit more efficient.

The fleet sent people into the inner sect, led by disciples from the larger mountain.

"I choose Lan Ling Peak."

Zhang Han made his choice and walked over.

"This is the place where Lan Lingfeng lives."

"You are all from the outer mountain. The places you can see are the outer mountain and the low mountain. You are not allowed to go to the main peak of the Lan Ling Peak."

"I estimate that the outer and low peaks will require a few months for you to take a look."

The leader left a few words before turning around and leaving.

There were many disciples arranged on different additional peaks. Each peak was the size of a city.

He was actually quite knowledgeable about the sect's peak tier decisions.

Zhang Han's residence was a large house. Basically, all of the buildings were around the same, the best having a manor and a cave with an abundance of spirit energy. However, if one wanted to build such a mansion, they would have to contribute to the sect.

These things were not a problem for Zhang Han at all.

After entering the room, he bound the basic information and felt the red stamp mark. He left the room immediately, and the whole process took less than five seconds.

Three of the seconds were spent on the binding system. One second for entry, one second for exit.

From this, it could be seen how anxious Zhang Han was.

"Whiz!"

A streak of light flashed past.

Zhang Han ran towards a low peak and quickly flew there.

He couldn't control his speed at all.

In fact, even in a state of extreme speed, his soul still trembled slightly, but he didn't feel it at all.

This was the first time in Zhang Han's history that he had experienced such a feeling.

Yes, he wanted to see the Little Princess.

With his fastest speed.

In this regard, he couldn't wait any longer.

Soon, he could sense the energy of the red stamp in front of him.

He was about to arrive, he was finally about to arrive!

At this moment, Mengmeng was in the courtyard, there was a pill formula in front of her.

This was the sect's treasure.

Within a single pill formula, one could comprehend up to fifteen different pill refining methods.

She tried very hard.

Even though he was already slightly famous.

But his father hadn't found him yet. He wasn't famous enough.

I can't.

His name was known throughout the entire Red Peak.

If not, then his name would spread far and wide.

If it's not enough, then no, it will definitely work.

Mengmeng became serious. Her terrifying talent allowed her pill dao to advance by leaps and bounds.

Her bright eyes reflected the pill furnace as it slowly burned. She was already very skilled at controlling the flames she shot out.

"Whiz!"

Suddenly, a person flew in from behind and landed in the courtyard.

Mengmeng's eyes flickered, feeling a little helpless: "Little Senior Sister, you're here again?" Ah, what should we do?

However ?

"Daughter." A soft call.

He called out very softly, very softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the petite figure in front of him.0

BOOM!

Mengmeng's entire body shuddered fiercely, instantly causing her to widen her eyes in shock.

However, her turning speed was not slow.

Swish!

Mengmeng turned around and looked at Zhang Han in front of him in a daze.

Was he dreaming?

How many times had he dreamt of such a scene? Was it real or just an illusion?

"Mengmeng, I'm sorry. Dad is late."

This was the first time Zhang Han experienced such heartache and heartache.

His eyes were red as he stood a few meters away, unblinking.

"Dad."

"Dad!"

Mengmeng screamed twice, her mouth puckered and quivered slightly, water rippling within her beautiful big eyes.

Streams of tears flowed uncontrollably from her face.

"Howl."

Mengmeng threw herself into Zhang Han's embrace with her fastest speed. Her hands were extremely strong as she hugged Zhang Han tightly, afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy, why did you just arrive?"

"Wuwuwu."

"Dad, I missed you so much."

"I've been waiting for you for so long. Every day, every day. I don't dare to go out, I don't dare to leave. I'm afraid that you won't be able to find me."

While talking, Mengmeng's choked with sobs, completely covering her voice.

Inside the house, in the shade of a tree, Mengmeng was crying loudly in Zhang Han's embrace.

A year of longing, worry, depression, turned into tears, venting her emotions.

Accompanying the gentle breeze, these negative emotions were also slowly dissipating.

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