It was late winter, with heavy snow and clear skies.
Yuelu City is covered in snow both inside and outside. Early in the morning, some adults began to clear the snow in front of their houses, while some children played in the snow, building snowmen and having snowball fights.
A carriage gurgled from outside the city, plowing two deep ravines in the snow. The driver was a young man, wrapped in a slightly worn cotton-padded jacket, driving the carriage towards the largest building in Yuelu City.
Leave to the mansion—the Han family.
Han Lin's thin body was wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket and he felt bitingly cold. He shook the reins in his hands desperately and kept warm while driving the horse. Han Lin was born with a different physique than ordinary people. Even in the middle of summer, he had to wear a thick cotton-padded jacket.
, I felt more comfortable. In this season, even if I was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, it was as cold as if I had been thrown into an ice cellar. He gritted his teeth and refused to say a word, but his face was already a little blue from the cold.
"Brother Han Lin."
At this time, the door of the carriage car was pushed open by a white jade hand, and a delicate girl's face poked out, asking Han Lin with concern: "Why don't you let Xiao Qing drive the car, and brother Han Lin can take care of father?"
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"No need, we're almost there!" Han Lin said firmly, gritting his teeth and continuing to swing the reins in his hands without looking back.
Jiang Qing looked helplessly at Han Lin's thin back until the cold wind poured into the car. She quickly closed the door and her eyes fell on the soft couch in the car, where a thick quilt was covering a middle-aged man.
He slept deeply, and the carriage shook violently. He did not wake up, but his breathing seemed very even.
"Father, you have been sleeping for eight years! Do you know how much suffering Brother Han Lin has suffered in the past eight years... In order to treat you, he traveled to all the medical clinics in the north and south of the country to find good doctors and prescriptions, but the result was always in vain.
He returned with success. But he never gave up. Others couldn't cure him, so he vowed to study medicine, studied medical books, studied various strange medicines and prescriptions, and even tried the medicine himself..."
Jiang Qing felt this and her eyes were slightly red.
"Today is the day when the Han family's Clan Scripture Pavilion is opened every three years. Brother Han Lin has been practicing external skills for five years for this day. Father, you also know that brother Han Lin was born with a weird physique and cannot refine the mysterious energy to practice mysterious skills.
Therefore, he could only choose to practice the most difficult and laborious external skills. In the past five years, he had suffered all kinds of hardships, and finally broke through to the first level of Qi refining stage in the Qi Transformation Realm half a month ago, and gained the opportunity to enter the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
Qualifications. I heard that there are many unique medical books hidden in the clan’s Scripture Pavilion. Maybe I can find a way to cure you..."
The girl talked to herself. She had taken care of her sleeping father for many years. She had a feeling that he could hear her. So whenever she felt deeply, she would tell him.
Just like when he is awake.
Yuelu City is a well-known big city in the entire Yongsheng Dynasty, and it also has a certain reputation in the Xuanxiu world of the Supreme Continent, because the Han family of the Xuanxiu family is rooted here. The Han family has been passed down for hundreds of years.
A very large family with branches and branches in many second-rate small cities.
Han Lin's father, Han Chong, was originally the head of a branch family in a small city. Unfortunately, he couldn't wake up for no reason eight years ago. In order to save him, he spent all his savings over the years. Even the carriage was driven by Han Lin.
Temporarily rented.
The Han family's mansion is located in the center of Yuelu City, covering a very large area with countless pavilions, pavilions, courtyards and gardens, demonstrating the style of a large family.
Han Lin drove a carriage to the gate of the clan and was stopped by two middle-aged burly guards with naked upper bodies. In the depth of winter, it was almost freezing, but these two guards were not wearing jackets and their muscles were tight.
up, not afraid of the severe cold at all.
"The Han family is different. Even the guards at the gate are Xuan monks. Seeing that these two people are powerful, invulnerable to water and fire, it is obvious that they are masters who have reached the first stage of rebirth in the divine transformation realm!" Han Lin said.
Showing the emblem of the branch of the Han family, he sighed secretly.
The method of mysterious cultivation is prevalent in the Supreme Continent, which uses the mysteries of the human body to communicate the mysteries of the world, refine the mysterious energy, and then master various powerful mysterious skills.
There are five realms of Xuanxiu, Qi Transformation, Divine Transformation, Destruction of Life, God Shaping, and Awakening. Each realm is divided into three stages. Han Lin only knows the first two six levels, which are Qi Refining and Aperture Breaking in the Qi Transformation Realm.
, transformation of qi, and the rebirth, rebirth, and transformation of gods in the state of divine transformation. Transformation of qi is the foundation of mystical cultivation. Only one who can refine the mystic energy can be regarded as a metaphysician.
Han Lin was born with a weird physique and was unable to practice Xuan Gong or even refine Xuan Qi. Even if he chose to practice external Kung Fu and could reach the state of breaking through the orifice, it would never be possible to break through the Qi Transformation stage. External Kung Fu is to strengthen the body.
The physical training method of building a strong body cannot transform Qi, so it has nothing to do with Xuan Xiu. If it were not for the fact that entering the Clan Scripture Pavilion requires at least Qi training period, Han Lin would not choose to practice external skills without any hope.
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And the irony is that even those children from poor families who have no choice but to choose to practice external martial arts can achieve the effect of strengthening their bodies. However, Han Lin has been practicing external martial arts for five years, but his body still has not changed much, and he is even more afraid of the cold than before.
Of course, the only benefit of practicing external skills is that it makes his energy and blood much stronger, and it can also temper his will, making him already have a lot of responsibility at a young age. At least after his father fell asleep, he
The weak shoulders alone supported a home.
Today is an important day for the Han family to open the Scripture Library Pavilion every three years. When Han Lin's carriage stopped in front of the Scripture Library Pavilion, he found that a large number of people had gathered outside the Scripture Library Pavilion. All of these people were
Young men of his age all wear the emblem of the Han family on their bodies, and they are obviously the young ladies of the Han family.
Those people were all well-dressed and full of energy. They were gearing up and couldn't wait for the opening time of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Suddenly, they saw an old carriage stopping in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Everyone was attracted.
He looked over here.
"Xiao Qing, just take care of your father in the car." Han Lin ignored the hot, curious and puzzled gazes, pulled back the reins, wrapped his worn-out cotton-padded jacket tightly, and jumped out of the car.
"Hey, isn't this Han Lin, the good-for-nothing son of Han Chong, the Xiaoyao Lion King of Lingyue City? Why are you here to join the clan? Are you here to join in the fun?" Someone in the crowd recognized Han Lin and stood up, pointing at Han Lin and his broken man.
The carriage, he sneered: "Did you get this shabby carriage and these shabby clothes all the way here?"
Han Lin gritted his teeth and said nothing. He recognized that the young man who laughed at him was his cousin Han Biao, who was also a branch of Lingyue City. Han Chong was the head of Lingyue City at that time, and he was also a famous man.
A master of the family, he was given the nickname "Xiaoyao Lion King". Later, Han Chong couldn't wake up for some reason. As time went on, he could not occupy the position of the head of the family. Later, Han Biao's father, Han Zhan, reported to the clan and took it away. In name, Han Chong took over the position.
This is justifiable. In fact, Han Lin knew very well that Han Zhan had been coveting the position of the head of the family for a long time. He even suspected that his father's strange illness was related to Han Zhan's move to seize the throne. Unfortunately, there was no evidence, and he also had no idea.
I don't know what happened to my father's strange illness, and I have no way to investigate, so I can only let it go.
"Hey, why don't you say anything?"
Han Lin didn't want to pay attention to this person. When he was young, he was ridiculed by Han Biao because of his special constitution. Later, his father Han Zhan became the head of the family, and Han Lin was bullied by him every day. Han Lin ignored Han Biao's ridicule.
, walked straight towards the door of the Sutra Pavilion. Unexpectedly, Han Biao turned sideways and blocked in front of him.
"Hey, boy, let me ask you a question! If you want to come and see the fun, go and stay in your corner. You look like a beggar begging along the street. Do you want to take advantage of us?
Master, do you want me to give you some charity?" Han Biao said jokingly, causing several of the followers nearby to burst into laughter.
"Get out of the way!" Han Lin gritted his teeth and said these two words.
"What did you say?" Han Biao sneered: "I can't hear you."
"Get out of the way!" Han Lin raised his voice.
"Do you know where this place is? This is the Sutra Pavilion. It is a forbidden area that only the Han family's descendants who are expected to become Xuan monks are eligible to enter! Why are you here to join in the fun, you loser? Get back to the corner!" Seeing Han Lin!
His appearance was a little different from when he was bullied by him before, and he dared to talk back to him. Han Biao couldn't help but get angry and shouted sharply. At the same time, he raised his arm, creating a fierce sound, and slapped Han Lin.
Snapped!
I originally thought that I could knock Han Lin away with a single punch, but I didn't expect that he was blocked by his overbearing posture of lifting a cauldron.
"What? You kid, you actually blocked my 'tiger-shaped fist'!" Han Biao was startled and stared at Han Lin in disbelief: "Did you really practice external skills in the past five years? Moreover, you can block it
To use my tiger-shaped fist, you must at least be at the first level of Qi Transformation Realm, and you have actually achieved it!"
"I told you to get out of the way!" Han Lin roared, and a violent momentum burst out from his body. It was the Overlord's armor removal move in the external skill "Bawang Jue", which vibrates the muscles and bones of the whole body to gain strength.
The effect of unloading force. This move will not only knock Han Biao away, but also injure him. Han Lin wants to tell Han Biao that he is no longer a soft persimmon who can be casually fucked, nor is he the same as before.
That trash can be bullied at will.
"Hmph, you are just a salted fish and you still want to stand up? Get out of here!" Han Biao suddenly let out a sharp shout, which turned into a roar of a tiger and shook the sound, as if the king of beasts roared fiercely: "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest! Tigers descend from the mountain.
!" With two moves in a row, Han Biaofu launched a powerful killing move. The roar of the tiger in the mountain forest immediately made Han Lin dizzy and his ears were ringing. The move was stagnant, and then the tiger came down the mountain and hit him hard.
Han Lin's thin body was blown up into the air and fell into the snow.
"Wow--" His throat felt sweet, and Han Lin spurted out a mouthful of blood, almost fainting.
"Bah, you are really blocking the car with your hands and overestimating your own capabilities!" Han Biao spat and cursed disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? It took you five years of practicing external skills to reach the Qi refining stage, so you think you are a thing!
Let me tell you, young master, I was already in the Qi refining stage five years ago! If you dare to challenge me, you are tired of living, right?"
"Brother Han Lin!"
Han Biao yelled and stepped forward, ready to humiliate Han Lin again. Unexpectedly, the carriage door opened, and a petite and exquisite girl got out of the car. With tears in her eyes, she rushed over to protect Han Lin. Han Biao glanced at her twice.
They all straightened up. The girl in front of her looked only a little younger than herself. She was extremely graceful, with an aura between her brows and eyes, which made her very lovable.
"Are you the adopted daughter that Han Chong picked up, the crybaby Jiang Qing when she was a child?" Han Biao recognized Jiang Qing. Looking at the charming and lovable girl, Han Biao suddenly had a dirty idea in his heart.