"What a strong breath!" As soon as Han Aotian woke up, he discovered the fluctuating spiritual energy on Han Ding's body. He climbed up from the bed happily and asked his son for confirmation: "Success?"
"Successful!" Han Ding said.
"Okay, okay!" Although it was expected, Han Aotian was still overjoyed: "Tomorrow we will go back to the Han family and ask them if they want to practice the exercises!"
"Dad!" Han Ding held his father's hand gratefully and didn't know what to say. Although father and son were also direct relatives of the Han family, after his grandfather went into seclusion and his uncle became the head of the Han family, they had a hard time.
Well, a few days ago, Han Yu even said that he wanted to take back this old house. If his father went to ask his uncle to practice the exercises now, what would he do if he wasn't humiliating himself?
"Don't worry!" Han Aotian comforted his son, "Although their words are exaggerated, they have not pushed us to a dead end. There should be hope. Besides, you deserve it. If we ask for it, they will not deny it!
"
Although Han Aotian said this, he felt helpless in his heart. Everyone in the town knew about Han Qingyang's ruthlessness and unrighteousness. How could such a person easily give him a skill? What's more, Han Qingyang's heartlessness and unrighteousness were known to everyone in the town. How could such a person easily give him a skill? What's more, Han Qingyang's heartlessness and unrighteousness were known to everyone in the town.
Didn't Yu also say that he wanted to take back the old house? It seems that he can only exchange it for the secret, but if he really does this, I'm afraid... Hey, forget it, for the sake of his son, even if he is an ordinary person forever, he will never regain his spiritual power.
What about the possibility of force?
After channeling his meridians, Han Ding's insight has been greatly improved, not to mention the uniqueness of his practice, and the mysterious golden beads that transform his body. His body and soul are far beyond comparison with ordinary people. Naturally, he can see the troubled look on his father's face.
Clearly aware of this, he choked and said: "Dad, Dad, I already have the cultivation method, and I have broken through to the third level of spiritual being!"
"What? A third-level spiritual person? You have four seas of qi?" Han Aotian was stunned for a moment, then thought of the intensity of his son's spiritual power fluctuations just now, and called himself an idiot. After thinking about it, he still felt that something was wrong, so he asked again,
"Why do you have cultivation techniques?"
He was so surprised when he heard that Han Xiao had four qi seas. What if he knew that his son already had 7 qi seas, reaching the peak of a third-level spiritual being, and each qi sea was more than five times larger than an ordinary person?
What will it look like.
Han Ding pulled his father who stood up with excitement to sit down again and replied: "After I successfully molded my pulse in the secret room under the ancestral hall, I found that the crystal table in the secret room was smaller. I was very curious and wanted to see it.
What happened to the crystal platform? Unexpectedly, a ray of light entered my mind, and I inexplicably learned a practice method."
Han Aotian was doubtful. After all, he had never thoroughly studied the weirdness of the secret room. After thinking for a while, he asked: "What level is it?"
By asking this, he was afraid that his son was practicing the Hong Ling level skills, which would ruin his future. The Han family's training methods were at the Huang Ba level. Although they were not complete, the high-level training methods allowed him to practice
The person can advance to the next level faster.
"I don't know either!" Han Ding replied, "But the light is blue."
Han Ding did not intend to hide it from his father, he just vaguely felt that it was better not to tell his father some things, so as not to get him into unnecessary trouble.
Han Aotian became excited again when he heard the word "blue", and did not analyze his son's words at all. Blue clearly represents the cultivation method of the Lan Emperor level. No wonder he can practice it so quickly.
The third-level spirit master went and put his arms around his son's shoulders, and Han Aotian asked: "Is it really blue?"
Han Ding nodded, thinking about what his father would be like if he knew that his cultivation method was a heaven-defying existence that even gods were afraid of.
"Ding'er, if you practice hard, you will have a bright future!" Han Aotian was so excited that his eyes filled with tears, and he murmured: "Qingluo, did you hear that? Your son is practicing Lan Emperor-level skills, and he will definitely become a master in the future.
The strongest man in this world will avenge you!"
Qingluo is Han Ding's mother, but Han Ding has never seen her. He heard his father talking to himself and asked: "Dad, what is my mother..."
Hearing his son's question, Han Aotian realized that he had let something slip just now. He wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and said, "After you become a spiritual master, dad will tell you. Also, you must not let you get it."
The matter of practicing the skills at the Lan Emperor level was revealed."
Han Ding knew that his father was protecting him and nodded in agreement.
"Now that you have become a third-level spiritual person and can barely practice martial arts, I will teach you a set of boxing techniques." Han Aotian was excited for a while and said to his son. Only then did he realize that he was in the bedroom and couldn't help but "
Huh!" He said to himself: "Why are we here?"
"Dad, you have been unconscious for a day!" Han Ding replied.
During this day, Han Ding had a new understanding of the Aotian Divine Art. Zhou Hao told him that the luck methods he had learned so far were just the first level of Aotian's mental skills. When he reached the realm of the Spiritual King,
, Zhou Hao can truly open the first layer of space of the "God-Slaying Sword" and transfer to him the divine consciousness that contains the second layer of mental skills. This divine consciousness was left by Zhou Hao's previous master. In addition to the divine consciousness of Aotian God,
It also includes knowledge on how to practice art, alchemy, weapon refining, formations, and inheritance of martial arts.
Although Zhou Hao could not open the first level of the "God-Slaying Sword", the "God-Slaying Sword" itself is self-contained, with a hundred-foot-square storage space for Han Ding to store many items needed for daily life and practice.
In addition, Han Ding also learned from Zhou Hao that Zhou Hao's current spiritual consciousness is very fragile. At present, he can only exert the strength of a spiritual master, and the power of the "God-Slaying Sword" is no more than that of a high-grade treasure.
If the weapon is at the same level, if there are a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures and weapon refining materials for the "God-Slaying Sword" to devour, Zhou Hao can slowly regain his strength, and the "God-Slaying Sword" can be promoted from a treasure to a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon, and a Taoist weapon.
Immortal weapons, artifacts and even holy weapons.
From this information, Han Ding knew that he still had a long way to become strong, but for now, the "God-Slaying Sword" was enough to make him the top being in Tianlin Town.
"It's been a day?" Han Aotian looked up at his son, and saw that his son's eyes were full of anticipation, just like when he first came into contact with martial arts. He couldn't help but smile and walked towards the center of the room.
"The martial arts I want to teach you is called Shadowless Fist! Although it is only a low-grade third-level martial arts, after I have improved it, if I can find a movement method that matches it, it can be compared with the middle-grade second-level martial arts.
"Comparable" has walked to the center of the room. Han Aotian opened the wooden table next to him, and while introducing, he put on a posture. When he finished speaking, his upper body swayed, his feet took a strange step, and his right fist quickly stretched out.
, in an instant, fists flew in front of Han Ding, and there were countless fist shadows.
"The Shadowless Fist is not actually shadowless, but it creates countless afterimages, making it difficult for the enemy to distinguish reality from reality, thereby finding opportunities to kill the enemy. The secret of this boxing technique is only one word, and that is fast, but you
Remember, the foundation of speed is based on strength. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful this boxing technique will be!" After finishing a set of boxing techniques, Han Aotian was already sweating profusely.
After resting for a while, Han Aotian punched this set of punches again, this time he punched very slowly. How to start, how to transform, how to attack the enemy, and how to stop the attack, Han Ding could see clearly, and he looked eager to try.
look.
"Remember?" Han Aotian asked after finishing the exercise again, panting heavily.
"Remember!" Han Ding replied.
"Then let me see it after you fight it!" Han Aotian couldn't believe it. Although "Shadowless Fist" is not a profound martial arts, it has changed a lot. His son can actually remember it all after watching it once. He couldn't believe it.
believe.
Han Ding walked to the side and started moving his hands, moving one move after another in a precise and orderly manner. When he was enjoying the fight, Han Aotian saw Han Ding clearly transforming into an afterimage.
An hallucination, it must be an hallucination! Seeing the afterimage like a meteor tail under Han Ding's right fist, Han Aotian couldn't help but rub his eyes.
That’s right, it’s an afterimage!
Although the afterimage was faint, it actually existed, following Han Ding's fist closely, like a shadow. Unexpectedly, a smile appeared on Han Aotian's face again: "This child's understanding of martial arts
, far beyond what I was back then!”
Unexpectedly, after the first shot, this kid asked depressedly: "Dad, why can I only turn into an afterimage?"
This brat!
Han Aotian almost fainted. He was called the number one genius of the Han family back then, but it took him three days of practice to transform into an afterimage. But this kid actually created an afterimage on the first practice session...
"It's already pretty good! Practice more and master the rules, and there will be more and more afterimages!"
"Well! Then I'm going to go outside to practice boxing." Han Ding said hello to his father, walked to the yard, and started practicing again. This time, there was another afterimage, and the joy in his heart was even greater.
What's more, the interest in practicing boxing is getting higher and higher.
Monster, definitely a monster! Han Aotian's tiger body shook again.
Han Aotian looked at his son and thought to himself: "Perhaps this year's clan competition is the time for Ding'er to get rid of his reputation as a loser and return to the Han family!"