"What the hell is this?"

Han Dong's eyes flashed with deep doubt, and he looked ahead...... The silver-white light bead bounced towards the center of the eyebrows at a faster speed in mid-air, as if the spring had stretched to the limit, and finally turned back violently.

Bang!

The air was turbulent throughout the bedroom.

At this time, the silver-white light beads, containing thousands of stars, were like blazing white meteors born out of thin air, almost igniting the air and dust in the bedroom, and dragging out a long and straight tail flame.

At such a speed, it is already above the speed of sound!

In a short moment, the silver-white light beads broke through the sound barrier, and the qi waves and sound waves left behind them condensed into a straight line, ready to sweep around...... If left unchecked, it would destroy the entire bedroom, even the residential building.

This is the power of the Martial Sect Realm!

The sonic waves are enough to tear over buildings!

But this is obviously not the limit of the silver-white light bead...... Still accelerating...... Still accelerating...... Continue to accelerate...... In the end, it crashed into Han Dong's eyebrows with the momentum of a meteor falling to the earth - boom!

In the midst of all the silence, the left palm poked out.

Like the left palm of the crystal jade, it rotates slightly like a lotus flower, easily grabs this silver-white light bead, and then slaps it out with the right palm.

"And these. ”

Han Dong's gaze turned, and his gaze was stretched into a shock wave that had formed a straight trajectory.

Prosperous!

Magma internal forces operate, suppress all!

The light outlined the giant palm, like a huge mountain pressing on the top, and the immovable power crushed all the sound waves and aftermath.

"Extinguish. ”

Han Dong spat out lightly.

The bare palm that stretched over the bedroom lifted slightly, as if to capture it, and the wrist pressed down, and finally it slammed down, clutching all the sound waves, crushing the devastating shock wave alive.

So far.

The whole building seemed to sway, and the sound in the bedroom did not come out at all, and even Xiaoqian, who was taking a nap, slept sweetly and beautifully, and her little mouth was still pouting.

"Damn. ”

Han Dong secretly shook his head and exhaled.

The bedroom did not change, and the silver and white light beads did not move in the slightest, as if nothing had happened.

"This thing should be a treasure, a treasure that is beneficial to ghosts!" Han Dong squinted his eyes, spread out his left palm, and stared at the silver-white light beads on his palm: "There is a huge amount of energy inside, but it is not energy in the conventional sense, but in terms of consciousness. ”

Similar to ghost energy, not ghost energy...... Similar to substantive inspiration, but not inspiration, Rao couldn't discern the true effect of the silver-white light bead with Han Dong's vision.

But just now it has been inspired to create an attraction.

The gravitational pull is enormous, and I don't know where it comes from...... Maybe it's a silver bead of light, or maybe it's your own thirst for inspiration.

"Either way, I'm going to have to be cautious. ”

Han Dong secretly warned himself that after all, this thing came from the remnants of the ghosts, and since he didn't know the specific function, he couldn't use it lightly.

Admittedly, perhaps inspiration is needed.

But what is the impact of being one with inspiration...... Han Dong didn't dare to try, this is a normal person's sense of vigilance against the unknown.

For example, gray air currents.

At the beginning of the harvest of gray airflow, in fact, Han Dong had resistance in his heart. Allowing something outside to melt into the body, even if it has a miraculous effect on strengthening, is an extremely dangerous attempt.

Because he didn't know what the gray air currents were.

Because he didn't understand the source of the gray air current, whether it would change the shape of the body, or change the nature of life, or even tamper with the mental consciousness - he was no longer him, and there was no longer Han Dong in the world.

Luckily.

These assumptions did not happen, and over time, Han Dong determined the nature of the gray air current.

"I was weak and had no choice. ”

"When you are weak, when you encounter an opportunity, you have no choice at all, you must seize the opportunity at all costs!" Han Dong looked at the silver and white light beads: "Now I am no longer weak, I have the right to choose." ”

What is a strong person, or what are the characteristics of a strong person?

Both the real society and the martial arts world have similar definitions...... But Han Dong steals that the essence of a strong person should be to have a choice!

The weak have the right to say no.

The strong have the ability to say no.

"This thing. ”

"I had to try it gradually, and I didn't have to think about it, it was impossible. Han Dong clenched the light bead with his left palm, and inspiration diffused out, hooking the consciousness energy inside the silver-white light bead.

Inspiration is part of the sensory mind.

If you merge with the unknown, it is very likely to have unpredictable consequences...... For example, the silver-white light bead actually has an autonomous consciousness and occupies the thinking body...... Another example is that the silver and white light beads belong to the ghost conspiracy, destroying and disintegrating their own inspiration.

"Even if it's beneficial, you have to figure it out slowly. ”

Han Dong closed his eyes, and his solid left palm grasped the silver-white light bead, and after careful and meticulous testing...... Inspiration can draw on the inner energy of the silvery white beads of light.

Intensifier!

Inspiration is growing!

Even if it was only a slight increase in strength, it really surprised Han Dong.

"Since I was inspired, only the gray air currents have strengthened it. Han Dong said secretly: "Even if the Supreme Existence at the peak of the Law Realm exists, he doesn't know how to enhance his spiritual thoughts. ”

And now.

The internal energy of this silvery white bead of light can be used to enhance inspiration!

"It's more than that. ”

Han Dong took a deep breath.

It was afternoon, the bedroom was dim, and the pair of black and white eyes flashed with thought: "But I always feel that the real preciousness is not the internal energy of the silver white light bead, but the silver white light bead itself." ”

......

Carefully study the silver-white light beads, and there is no harvest for the time being.

But Han Dong did not lose heart, continued to practice martial arts every day, honored his parents, loved and educated his sister Han Qian, who was almost five years old, and brought Xiao Hazy children's shoes to the house, which can be regarded as formalizing the future relationship between the two.

Rushing.

Xian Xianyu was holding a shovel in her hand, turning tofu and potatoes, Zhang Hao was cooking, and he was in the kitchen of Han Dong's house...... Han Wenzhi and Chen Shu were not there, Xiaoqian was hungry, so Zhang Hao took on the heavy responsibility.

Tempting spicy flavor fills the kitchen.

The hood fan turns, humming.

"It smells so good. ”

Han Dong leaned against the door frame and smiled faintly.

The girl pulled up her long hair, smiled at the corners of her lips, hung a clean light-colored apron, turned it around skillfully, and raised her chin proudly: "Of course, I don't see who is out of the horse." ”

"The craft is getting better and better. ”

Han Dong was happy, and he also picked up the iron pot and shook it twice.

The kitchen is very bright, warm and flowing in the heart, out of curiosity, Han Dong stretched out his left hand, let the natural gas flame scorch for a while, and pouted: "It's not hot at all." ”

Zhang Hao stuck out his tongue and covered his mouth: "In the future, the barbecue will be handed over to you, just grill it with your hands." ”

"Okay, it's only October 5th today, and there are two days off to go, so you can have a barbecue in the wild. Han Dong replied with a smile, and was about to hug the girl from behind.

Ahem.

There was a cough at the kitchen door, and the milky cough sound, pretending to be old, but it looked extremely cute.

When I turned my head, it was Xiaoqian.

"Humph!"

Seeing her brother looking back at herself, Xiao Qian's face was instantly full of pride, she rolled her eyes, and hugged her arms in front of her chest.

"Hmph, don't you want to eat something delicious? Han Dong was speechless.

Xiao Qian's eyes widened, as if she was sad: "Brother actually threatened Xiao Qian, brother, you have changed, you have become a bad brother, a bad brother." ”

As he spoke, he wiped his tears with sadness.

"Huh. Han Dong sighed and asked helplessly: "If you don't study well every day, you will pretend to cry, what about your tears?"

"Evaporated!"

Xiao Qian put down her little hand and glared at her brother angrily.

"Alright. Han Dong picked up his sister Xiaoqian, but frowned slightly, weighed it lightly, and changed his words: "Look at the delicious food in the pot, your sister Xiaoxiao made it for you." ”

Na!

With just a little bit of deliciousness, can you buy Xiaoqian...... Of course you can, Xiao Qian swallowed her saliva quietly, tilted her head, looked at Xiao Hazy with an expectant gaze, and nodded her little head arrogantly.

Immediately after, Xiao Qian gathered next to Zhang Hao, with black eyes, looking at the iron pot with a blank eye.

The estrangement seems to have disappeared.

The two talked and laughed, and Zhang Hao also hugged Xiaoqian from time to time.

Side.

Han Dong frowned and hesitated: "Xiao Qian has been a little strange lately, often shouting that she is tired and wants to take a nap, she is more cheerful and lively than before, and her height and weight are all growing rapidly." ”

"The most critical thing is. ”

"Xiao Qian's strength seems to be no less than that of an adult man!"

The specific strength, Han Dong can not measure. Unless a dynamometer can measure accurately, the quantitative data of strength can only be roughly estimated by martial arts practitioners.

Wrong!

Could it be the reason for the master...... Han Dong looked at Xiao Qian in disbelief.

Sometimes, subtle changes in the people around you are difficult to detect. Because he was in contact every day, Han Dong was not very sensitive to Xiaoqian's changes and subconsciously ignored them.

Until this time.

The kitchen atmosphere is warm, the afternoon is quiet, coupled with Han Dong's doubts, I finally discovered Xiaoqian's abnormality: "The black hair is softer, the skin is better, and the eyes are brighter...... This, this is clearly a characteristic that only martial arts practitioners can have!"

No way!

The corners of Han Dong's eyes jumped wildly, and he was taken aback.

The main purpose of martial arts is to perceive, but it does not mean that there are no requirements for martial arts.

Martial arts can only be practiced at least until puberty, and the age of 12 for female martial arts practitioners and 14 years old for male martial arts practitioners is the beginning time of martial arts practice.

"Xiaoqian is not yet five years old. ”

"How can she practice martial arts, how can she practice martial arts, who taught her to practice martial arts?" Han Dong's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed with light, almost penetrating the wall, and he looked at the master Ning Moli in the opposite building.

Leaving the kitchen and standing in the living room, Han Dongchuan asked: "Master, how can Xiao Qian, who is less than five years old, practice martial arts? ”

"Xiao Qian didn't practice martial arts. Ning Moli's old voice responded.

"Master. Han Dong wanted to speak but stopped, thinking of Ning Moli's doting on Xiao Qian, and even Xiao Qian liked the sky and the moon, he could deliberately find a lunar meteorite, and he couldn't help but be speechless.

Opposite the building.

Living room window.

Ning Moli took a deep breath of his cigarette, his wrinkled old face became more and more wrinkled, and he smiled: "Even if I die, I won't hurt Xiaoqian, rest assured, rest assured." ”

"Master is serious, I don't mean anything else. Han Dong hurriedly shook his head, the two of them could see each other from a distance of dozens of meters.

Therefore, Han Dong apologized.

Maybe Ning Moli is perverse and impermanent, but he really can't find any fault with Xiao Qian, and he suspects that Ning Moli persecuted Xiao Qian because he cared too much about Xiao Qian and was too worried about the recurrence of the disaster of his previous life.

In the memory of her previous life, Xiao Qian was swallowed by the big ghost of the Mu family, and she didn't know life and death, which caused Han Dong to suppress hatred and anxiety in her heart, which indirectly increased her attention to her sister Han Qian.

Maybe.

Once lost, only to know that regret is rare.

As he was thinking about it, Ning Moli continued to transmit his voice and changed the subject: "You asked me a few days ago if there was a treasure of the Immortal Family in ancient legends...... What treasure have you got?"

"Does the treasure really exist?" Han Dong's mind raced, and he spoke in amazement.

This is the earth, this is the modern society, and the ancient immortals are the current Dharma realm. Therefore, Han Dong has always thought that the strange treasures in ancient legends are just false fabrications.

After all.

Martial arts practitioners dig into their own bodies, and they never have the ability to make mysterious tools.

"The treasure does exist. Ning Moli smiled slightly, and suddenly coughed violently twice, and then continued to smile and transmit: "According to our law realm, there is a more advanced civilization in the human race. ”