The passage of time in the soul sea is completely different from that in the outside world. Its speed of time is related to the depth of Wen Ren'e's memory. The next ten years passed in a flash, and Yin Hanjiang seemed to have only experienced a moment.

He was a bystander in this world, watching ten years pass quickly in front of him, seeing Wen Renwu change his name and surname, running around in the ceded nine cities, trying his best to save the people in front of him, secretly accumulating strength, and waiting for opportunities.

At the same time, the court has also undergone earth-shaking changes in the past ten years. The new emperor ascended the throne, the country gradually became richer, and the military strength was strengthened again. The new emperor had the ambition to recover the lost land, and when he accumulated enough strength, the battle was imminent.

Wen Renwu took this opportunity to unite the underground forces of the nine cities, and drove the aliens out in one fell swoop. He was highly skilled in martial arts, used troops like a god, and had the support of the people of the nine cities. He established enough prestige in the army. When the time was right, he announced his identity as the orphan of Marshal Wenren, and immediately responded to it. Under his momentum, the court had to reverse the case for the Wenren family.

Wen Renwu lay dormant for ten years, and finally led the expedition, recaptured the nine cities in one fell swoop, and beat the aliens all the way to the depths of the grassland.

At this moment, this genius of cultivation has reached the peak of the Golden Core Stage.

Through the battle, Wen Renwu quickly reached the Golden Core Stage, but at that moment, he felt the bottleneck.

No matter how many people he killed or how much lost land he took back, he could not break through the bottleneck. As the mental method said, it is difficult to break through the Yuanying stage in the way of killing.

At this time, the demon cultivator appeared again, and he came up with an idea. Wen Renwu had not yet refined his life magic weapon. It happened that a meteorite fell from the sky on the grassland. The flames of the meteorite gradually formed a prairie fire. The grassland fire burned for half a month. The aliens had no place to graze, and countless cattle and sheep starved to death. Wen Renwu found the divine iron from the meteorite and used the sky fire to refine his life magic weapon. The war halberd had been refined long ago, but it could not be integrated into the body anyway, and could not be used as a life magic weapon. The grassland fire left the aliens depleted of their national strength. Without support, they had no choice but to submit a letter of surrender to the court, willing to become a vassal state and pay tribute to the court every year. The new emperor ordered peace talks, and the three-year war finally ended, but Wen Renwu could not accept it no matter what. 

On the day when the border town was massacred, he vowed to kill all the aliens, whether they were alien soldiers or herdsmen, he would slaughter them all. 

The official who came to the court to surrender was a branch of the Zhongli family, named Zhongli Chu. He was also a worldly Jindan cultivator with a good reputation. Wen Renwu was subdued by him in one move, forced to hand over his military power, and placed under house arrest in the general's mansion. 

He had a fire in his heart, holding the newly refined halberd in his hand, his brows full of fierceness, and he had a faint look of being possessed. 

Yin Hanjiang had never seen His Majesty like this before. He stepped forward and hugged His Majesty's legs, hoping that he would regain consciousness. However, Wen Renwu, who was immersed in the memories of the soul sea, did not see him. 

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that you can't break through the Nascent Soul stage like this." The demon cultivator appeared again. He estimated that Wen Ren'e should also form a Nascent Soul these days, so he often wandered around the border, waiting for that opportunity to come. 

He said inquiringly, "The cultivation of the Way of Killing is indeed fast. It is unheard of that you can go from the Qi Induction Stage to the peak of the Golden Core Stage in just ten years. But in the next five years, you didn't make any progress. Well... the cultivation of the Way of Killing is easier than other mental methods. You just need to kill people, but the more bloodthirsty you are, the stronger your inner demons will be, and it will be difficult to survive the inner demon calamity of the Nascent Soul Stage. No wonder the Nascent Soul Stage of the Way of Killing is a threshold that no one can achieve. 

I see." Wen Renwu waved his halberd at him, and the demon cultivator hurriedly stepped back and said, "Oh, look at how murderous you are. You even want to kill me. Let me think of a way for you. Your magic weapon cannot be integrated into your body because you have no spirituality. This spirituality is either nourished by heaven and earth, or the blood soul is sealed in it. Didn't you capture a lot of prisoners of war? And those herdsmen who fled to the Nine Cities because of the fire are all imprisoned in prisoner-of-war camps, adding up to a total of 100,000 people. 

"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. They have a grudge against you and are not considered human. Think about it, if 100,000 evil spirits were refined into the war halberd, and 100,000 evildoers were killed, wouldn't it be possible to break through the Nascent Soul stage? With the Nascent Soul stage, what can the disciple of the Zhongli family do to you? 

"Hundreds of lives have been lost in the Wenren clan, but is it enough to redress the injustice? It would be better to establish yourself as king, enter the capital, slaughter those corrupt officials, and establish yourself as king, wouldn't it be better?" 

The words that seemed to be poisoned corroded Wen Renwu bit by bit. He took the war halberd and left the general's mansion at night, rushed into the prisoner-of-war camp, and his eyes swept over the prisoners who were sleeping together with scars and exhaustion. 

The appearance of the foreigners was a little difficult to distinguish. In Wen Renwu's eyes, the faces of these people gradually overlapped with the foreign soldiers who massacred the city that day. 

"Awu!" Yin Hanjiang, who still maintained the body of a five or six-year-old child, grabbed Wen Renwu's legs frantically, hoping to wake him up. 

But this is just a memory, and everything Yin Hanjiang did is meaningless. 

Wen Ren'e raised his halberd and aimed at a foreign prisoner in tattered clothes. When he was about to attack, he suddenly heard a weak voice of a child, "Ah, I'm hungry," which woke him up. Looking at the halberd in his hand, his body trembled uncontrollably. 

What was he doing? 

Attacking the remnants of the defeated soldiers, the elderly, the weak, women and children, and sealing their blood and souls forever on this halberd, just like what the brutal foreign army had done to the border town. 

"Huh? What are you thinking about?" asked the demon cultivator, "Why don't you do it?" 

When did he, who swore to protect the people of the border town, become an executioner like the foreign soldiers? 

What did Zhongli Chu say when he disobeyed the order and insisted on slaughtering the foreign Manchus? 

Zhongli Chu said: "Marshal Wenren, you are a military genius, you have unparalleled martial arts, you can kill all the creatures on the grassland by yourself, but so what? Tomorrow the spring breeze will blow, and tender grass will grow again. The huge grassland needs to be taken care of, and someone is needed to herd cattle and sheep and breed horses. If you kill these people, where will the court find people to herd horses and sheep? Let the border troops manage it, do you want to occupy the land and become the king? Or let the exiled prisoners herd sheep, do you want to cultivate a new alien race? 

"You are a military general, you want to go into battle to kill the enemy and defend your country. But years of war will only empty the national treasury, and hostility with alien races will only make the people on the border live in misery. Only after beating them hard, and then educating and taming them, opening up mutual markets, and trade, so that they become a line of defense on our border grasslands, can we truly guard the border! 

"You said that the revenge for the massacre in Border Town fifteen years ago has not been avenged. I understand, but in the long run, this revenge can only end here." 

At that time, Wen Renwu just thought Zhongli Chu was talking nonsense and that the pain did not hit him. He did not understand how difficult it was to resolve this hatred. 

But now, he stood in the air, looking down at the prisoners in the prisoner-of-war camp below who were neither human nor ghost. 

Kill them and refine his life magic weapon, then he can break through the Nascent Soul stage and truly become a killing god. Let them go, there will be no possibility of progress forever, and the demon cultivator next to him is still waiting to dig out his golden elixir. 

Wen Renwu's sight slowly shifted from the prisoners to the demon cultivators. The demon cultivator who called himself Yinsha Sanren asked in confusion, "What are you looking at me for? Those ants below are your targets. There are so many people. If you don't kill them, I will take their souls. Look at how they have suffered from war and fire, and how resentful they are. They are such good materials for refining weapons. I reluctantly gave them to you!" 

As he spoke, Wen Renwu raised his halberd, but this time he didn't aim at the prisoners, but at Yinsha Sanren. 

"What are you doing?" Yinsha Sanren asked. 

"The barbarians have surrendered, and after being educated, they will become our people. As a general, it is your responsibility to protect the people. I will not kill prisoners of war, and I will never allow anyone to use the war between the two countries and the residual souls on the battlefield to perform evil magic!" After that, the black halberd stabbed at Yinsha Sanren.

The Nascent Soul Yin Sha San Ren took out an object in a leisurely manner. It was a doll coated with Wen Ren Wu's heart blood. He pierced the doll's chest with a needle. Wen Ren Wu's chest seemed to be hit hard. He endured the pain and continued to attack, but he could not defeat the demon cultivator who was one level higher than him. He was captured in a few moves.

"Forget it, there is no point in wasting fifteen years. This killing method is not as strong as the legend says. It's just bragging. Fortunately, there is still a golden elixir and these resentful souls. Refining them will help me break through the God Transformation Stage. It's not a waste of effort." Yin Sha San Ren said, and hit Wen Ren Wu's Dantian with a palm, trying to take his golden elixir.

The doll coated with Wen Ren Wu's heart blood had long been disassembled by Yin Sha San Ren. Every time a joint was disassembled, a part of Wen Ren Wu's body lost its ability to move. Now he was weak all over and could not move at all. He could only be slaughtered.

He looked up at the countless stars on the grassland, and the thought of unwillingness surged in his heart. Fifteen years ago, he failed to protect his parents and relatives, and the people of the border town. Fifteen years later, he still failed to protect his former enemies and current prisoners of war.

Wen Renwu held the halberd tightly, and the blood stained the halberd. This halberd was made of meteorite iron from a meteorite that

fell from the sky. No matter how much blood was absorbed, it could not be subdued and it was difficult to control it remotely. At this moment, Wen Renwu had only one thought. The people of the border town no longer needed Wen Renwu, so the only use of his life was to promote peace and protect the future.

Kill! Kill the demon cultivator in front of him!

Killing intent surged in his heart, but because of the meaning of protection, Wen Renwu remained calm when the killing intent filled his heart.

The moment the golden elixir was taken out by Yinsha Sanren, the halberd that had never been driven actually moved. The blood was absorbed by the halberd, and a little golden light burst out.

The Seven Killing Stars in the sky bloomed with extraordinary brilliance, and the star power descended under the light of the long halberd. The halberd flew into the air, and a golden light cut through the night sky, cutting off Yin Sha San Ren's arm, and the golden elixir fell back into Wen Ren Wu's dantian.

Wen Ren Wu's shirt slipped off, and the scars on his body were left by his many years of killing enemies on the border, which was a proof of his protection of his homeland.

As the star power descended, Wen Ren Wu silently operated his mind method. While the long halberd was fighting with Yin Sha San Ren with the help of the star power, he wanted to break through the Nascent Soul stage.

Only by fighting to the death can he have a chance to get rid of this person.

At this moment, he no longer cared whether he could survive the heart demon catastrophe or whether he could survive. As long as the power of the moment of forming a baby was enough.

The huge star power repaired Wen Ren Wu's injured body, and he moved his mind, and the long halberd returned to his hand. All kinds of killings in the past passed by his eyes, but Wen Ren Wu was unmoved. He held the long halberd tightly, and with the true essence of forming a baby, he attacked Yin Sha San Ren with the momentum of cutting through the sky.

Cold lights flashed by, and at the last moment before dawn, the long halberd pierced through Yin Sha San Ren's Dantian. Wen Ren Wu still stood in the air, quietly looking at the earth.

The Seven Killing Stars shone above his head, reflecting the golden light patterns on the halberd.

Yin Sha San Ren's soul flew away under the power of the stars, and Wen Ren Wu shed two lines of blood and tears in the corners of his eyes. After all, his revenge could not be avenged.

"Marshal Wen Ren is righteous, Chu admires him very much." Zhongli Chu walked slowly towards Wen Ren E and said respectfully, "Chu followed the marshal here, with the intention of burning jade and stone together, but never thought that the marshal was so righteous that he put down his hatred and sacrificed himself to become a saint. The marshal stopped the war with force today, and he deserves the name of 'Wu'."

Wen Ren Wu looked at Zhongli Chu and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to worry about me interfering in the affairs of the court with the power of a cultivator. From now on, there will be no Wen Ren Wu in the world, only Wen Ren E."

Only when war breaks out again and disasters come to the world, will there be Wen Ren E.

That night, Wen Renwu died of his old wounds the night before the peace talks, and the court posthumously named him the King of Zhenbei.

Not long after, a Yuanying-stage master suddenly appeared in the magic sect. In just a few months, he wiped out several magic sects that secretly harmed the people. This man held the Seven Killing Halberd and was full of murderous aura. His name was Wen Ren'e.

The memory ended, Yin Hanjiang was ejected from Wen Ren'e's soul sea, and the past was repeated. Wen Ren'e also opened his eyes.

He was still in Yin Hanjiang's soul sea, but the blood stains that refused to let him approach had turned into a huge ball of light. Wen Ren'e looked closely and found that it was the bits and pieces of his life with little Yin Hanjiang in his soul sea.

The ball of light carried Wen Ren'e to the sky, and finally hung high above Yin Hanjiang's soul sea, and began to absorb all the light spots around it.

The dots of light were absorbed by the ball of light and turned into a bright sun. The originally dark soul sea was illuminated by the bright sun, and all the blood stains disappeared without a trace under the light.

Wen Ren'e smiled, and he left Yin Hanjiang's soul sea and returned to reality.

Yin Hanjiang opened his eyes, and in a trance he didn't know where he was.

He looked around, and the "Wen Ren'e" within his sight disappeared one by one, leaving only the one in front of him that looked the least like him.

No, it's not that he looked the least like him, but that he had never seen the real Wen Ren'e.

His admiration and respect made him deify this person, and he felt ashamed of himself, so he took the initiative to draw a clear line and retreated three feet.

Yin Hanjiang stretched out his arms to the person in front of him, hugged him tightly in his arms, and whispered: "My Ah Wu."

Even if he couldn't touch the entity, he wanted to hug this person.

Who knew that when he tightened his arms, he actually touched a solid body.

Not to mention Yin Hanjiang, even Wen Ren'e was surprised. The divine blood had been returned to Baili Qingmiao, so how did he condense his body?

"Where is the Seven Killing Halberd?" Wen Ren'e explored in the mustard seed space. Because there was no entity, he couldn't take it into his body. The Seven Killing Halberd that had been placed in the mustard seed space was gone.

The Broken Army Spear placed beside the bed hummed at Wen Ren'e's heart, as if greeting something.

Yin Hanjiang and the Broken Army Spear were in tune with each other. He placed his hand on the heart of the Venerable and said, "Here it is."

The material used to refine the Seven Killing Halberds was a meteorite that fell from the sky. It was a disaster that the innate god who was in charge of disasters in the past casually brought down on the grassland. The meteorite iron contains the divine power of the innate god. Due to the existence of this power, Wen Renwu was unable to awaken it and take it as his life magic weapon. Because of this divine power, after being awakened, the Seven Killing Halberd attracted the star power and absorbed Wen Ren'e's blood.

In the memory of the soul sea, Wen Ren'e relived the things of the past, awakened the divine power in the Seven Killing Halberd again, merged with the body of chaos, and unknowingly reshaped the flesh and cultivated into a divine body!

Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind. In the process of treating Yin Hanjiang, Wen Ren'e also returned to the beginning and found the original intention of cultivation.

Wen Ren'e held Yin Hanjiang's hand on his chest: "Yin Hanjiang, I'm back."

"Welcome, Your Majesty." Yin Hanjiang said, but he actually hugged Wen Ren'e tightly.

"Master Yin, can you return my robe to me?" Wen Ren'e whispered.

After he recondensed his body, the clothes that had been transformed disappeared. The two had just recovered from entering the soul, and their emotions were not calm enough, so they did not notice this in time. But now that Yin Hanjiang was hugging him tightly, Wen Ren'e felt a little embarrassed.

"No!" Yin Hanjiang refused, "It was given to me by Your Majesty himself."

"...Your Majesty just returned to Xuanyuan Sect, and has he been sidelined by his subordinates to the point where he doesn't even have a robe?" Wen Ren'e smiled.

"Yes." Yin Hanjiang stared at Wen Ren'e, with the same eyes as little Yin Hanjiang.

Wen Ren'e smiled and stuck to him to snatch his robe. They fought for several days until Yin Hanjiang was exhausted and lay in Wen Ren'e's arms at ease.

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Shu Yanyan: It's only been a few days, and the skills I taught you are wasted, bah!