"Why do you want to go there?" The ancestral hall in this old house is very mysterious to Han Ding. His father never allowed him to go near the ancestral hall before. When he was a child, he wanted to sneak in there secretly, but after being discovered by his father who loved him, he
Get a good spanking.
Han Aotian smiled and said nothing.
The yard was not big, so the father and son soon arrived outside the ancestral hall. This place that Han Ding had always cared about looked very shabby. The eaves were covered with spider webs and the door was covered with dust. It was obvious that no one had been in for a long time.
Han Aotian, who approached the door, did not push the door open with his hands, but pressed it on the lintel, and the door opened with a click. Han Ding noticed that there was a needle-sized bead where his father pressed, which must be the switch of the ancestral hall, and suddenly felt that
The lesson I received back then was unjust, and I didn't know that the switch to enter was here.
After entering the door, the ancestral hall was spotless. It was very different from the outside where no one had entered all year round, which made Han Ding feel very strange. Looking carefully at the ancestral hall, it was empty and there were no memorial tablets for ancestors. The only thing that made it feel a bit like an ancestral hall.
The one that stands out is the bluestone incense stand. There is a bronze incense burner on top of the incense stand. The mottled patina is obviously the traces of vicissitudes carved by time.
Han Aotian walked to the incense stand, twisted his hands to the right, and with another "click", the bluestone slab in the center of the room slid open, and a stone step leading to an unknown direction leaked out.
"Go down!" Han Aotian said, "Shaping the spiritual veins down there will get twice the result with half the effort, but the power inside is too violent. Come out immediately after shaping the pulses, otherwise it will be harmful and useless."
"Is there a special energy in the space below?" Hearing this, Han Ding was moved and asked his father.
Han Aotian smiled and nodded. Obviously, he was quite satisfied with his son's understanding. In the past ten years, although his son's meridians have not yet become clear, under his training, he has accumulated knowledge in cultivation and martial arts.
Far stronger than his peers.
"Then can this energy be used for practice?" Han Ding's desire for strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. He needs to become stronger, not only because he has been called a waste for 15 years, but also because he wants to let those who have been insulted
He and his father's people will pay the price, and he will let his father return to the Han family with his head held high.
Although the Han family is a traditional big family in Tianlin Town, it can become the head of the four major families in Tianlin Town entirely because of its father, Han Aotian. Only his father is qualified to become the head of the Han family. But unfortunately, ten years ago,
In that shocking battle, although my father outsmarted all the heroes, won honors for the Han family, and made the Han family glorious, he was abandoned by the Han family and ended up living in this abandoned old house.
"Of course!" Han Aotian replied, "But everything has advantages and disadvantages. Although there is enough energy down there, the energy is too weird and cannot be absorbed too much at one time. Otherwise, not only will it not be absorbed, but it will also hinder the movement of spiritual energy in the body. Even back then,
When I was at my peak, I could only stay down there for one day and one night, and I needed to refine it for a month before I could go down there for the second time."
"Dad didn't let me get close to this courtyard in the first place because he was afraid that I would stray into this tunnel and harm myself, right?" Han Ding was already extremely smart. Hearing his father's words, he couldn't help but ask.
Han Aotian smiled faintly again, nodded, and said: "This is also the reason why I didn't choose a good other courtyard when they kicked me out of the Han family compound. I chose this place for your future.
prepare for."
When he said the second half of the sentence, Han Aotian raised his head, his eyes were deep, and he obviously had high hopes for his son. Han Ding couldn't help but be moved, "Don't they know?"
The "them" in Han Ding's mouth naturally refers to the people who are now in charge of the Han family compound, Han Ding's uncles and uncles, and Han Aotian's good brothers.
"Them?" A look of disdain flashed in Han Aotian's eyes, and then he sighed: "They only have glamorous things in their eyes. Why do they care about an old house that has been abandoned for many years? Naturally, they don't know that their ancestors left this good place behind.
Got it!"
Inexplicably, Han Ding felt a sense of joy in his heart.
"Go down!" Han Aotian said, "I will protect you outside!"
Han Ding nodded to his father and walked underground along the stone steps.
After descending about ten stone steps, the light dimmed. However, just when Han Ding stepped onto the eleventh stone step, a faint light emitted from the stone walls at both ends of the stone steps. Look towards the place where the light came from.
When I went there, I saw two egg-sized crystals that were shining brightly. I didn’t know what these crystals were, but Han Ding was sure that if I dug them out, I could exchange them for a lot of Qi Gathering Pills.
Qi Gathering Pill is an elixir extracted from spiritual stones by alchemists. It was originally just the most basic item for cultivators to improve their cultivation, but now, it has replaced gold and silver and evolved into the common currency of Fengyuan Continent.
On top of the Qi Gathering Pill, there is a more advanced Huayuan Pill. One Huayuan Pill is equivalent to 10,000 Spirit Gathering Pills. But in a small place like Tianlin Town, it is obvious that such a large denomination currency is not suitable for anyone who sees it.
Naturally there are not many.
Han Ding walked a hundred stone steps in total and finally reached the bottom of the stone steps. What appeared in front of his eyes was a very ordinary-looking stone cave. There was only a crystal platform in the cave. The entire crystal platform was crystal clear, but
There was a small black dot in the center. Although this black dot was small, it was very strange. Han Ding looked at it and seemed to feel that it exuded a sharpness that could destroy everything in the world.
Entering the cave, Han Ding felt a refreshing coolness coming over him. With the matter of shaping the veins in his mind, he sat cross-legged on the crystal table. Following the method taught by his father, he concentrated his thoughts on his Dantian, inducing
As the weak breath in Dantian rises little by little, it invades the meridians.
Wherever the breath went, the meridians seemed to disappear immediately. Han Ding knew that this disappearance was not a real disappearance, but an inevitable process of qualitative change, just like the nirvana of a phoenix.
I don’t know how long it took, but the aura traveled through Han Ding’s eight extraordinary meridians and returned to Dantian. Immediately, the meridians that had disappeared reappeared, automatically guiding the aura to run within them, and faster and faster.
, a vortex was quickly formed, causing the surrounding energy to continuously flow into Han Ding's body. Han Ding clearly felt that his power was getting stronger.
However, what Han Ding didn't know was that when the energy attracted from the outside world returned to his Dantian, a shining golden bead rose from his Dantian and entered his meridians, constantly washing his meridians. Once,
Twice, three times...
If there is a strong man above the Spirit Emperor level present, he will definitely find the scene in front of him incredible. Because the power source for the golden beads to wash Han Ding's meridians comes from the crystal platform under him. As the golden beads rise and fall, the crystal
The stage was getting smaller at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and the change that followed was that the entire basement was filled with rich spiritual energy.
Every wash brought great pain to Han Ding, as if someone was pricking him with a needle in his body. But Han Ding also received huge benefits, because every time he was washed, his meridians would
Expand it a bit.
In the pain caused by the constant washing of the golden beads, Han Ding began to sweat. A large amount of black impurities seeped out of his body with the sweat, and the smell was extremely fishy. When the impurities were no longer included in the sweat, the pain slowly disappeared, and he
The meridians were also plated with a light layer of gold, which was extremely magical.
What's even more magical is that there is a trace of majesty between Han Ding's eyebrows. This majesty seems to come from the sky. It is so sacred that anyone who sees it will worship him.
The energy between heaven and earth continued to pour into Han Ding's body. It was not until his Dantian made a soft "bang" sound and a sea of qi was generated that it slowed down. Instead, a golden light rose into the sky and spread quickly.
, covering more than a hundred miles of Tianlin Town, soaring straight into the sky, no obstacles can stop it, and all creatures worship it.
Han Aotian, who was guarding outside, was shocked at first when he saw the golden light emerging from the ground, and then his whole body trembled with excitement. His mouth opened and closed, "What... what is this?"
"The Supreme Holy Vein, this is the Supreme Holy Vein. Legend has it that only when the Supreme Holy Vein is created, such phenomena will appear!"
At this moment, in the Daoyuan Empire Palace, the monarch Yuan Daoyi, who was reviewing the memorial, felt his heart tremble inexplicably. He walked out of the imperial study and saw the golden light thousands of miles away. He felt happy and murmured to himself: "The holy pulse comes out,
All things prosper, the Way is prosperous, and you will be king forever!"
At the same time, the various sects hidden in the depths of the mainland also exploded. Even the founders of one pavilion, two sects, and three major sects, who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, appeared one after another and made almost the same decision: the sects
The outstanding disciples inside went down the mountain to practice, and the masters above the Spirit Emperor level secretly searched for the Supreme Saint...
The golden light lasted for nearly a stick of incense before slowly fading away. When only a trace of the golden light was left that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, an ancient and majestic voice resounded over the mainland: "Three thousand martial arts spirits are respected.
The sword stirs up the clouds in all directions..."
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