"Strange, just now there was a bit of a flash of inspiration. Han Dong leaned on the cobblestone, looking at the lively and noisy scene, and suddenly felt a little stunned.

Quiet.

The only thing he felt just now was the silence of all things.

Faintly, you can hear the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves, and the sound of the rushing river, but all this is gone.

"Inhua?"

"Or maybe it's your perception of the arts?"

Han Dong's eyes were full of thought, and he stood quietly beside the cobblestone.

The prerequisite for the creation of a technique is the liquid internal force, and only when the internal force in the body has a trace of energy can it communicate with nature.

To be precise, it's not communication, it's about paying respect.

For example, the technique of falling in a torrential rain is a technique carefully created by an ordinary military general looking up at the pouring rain.

"So. ”

"The mysterious feeling just now is about the liquid internal force in the body, which has a vague connection with the natural world, which makes me feel some wonderful and self-evident laws. ”

Han Dong looked ahead.

The gurgling stream in front and the lush green and shady mountains in the back, set off the beauty of the quiet forest and clear water...... As for the tourists who stand on both sides of the stream, it seems a bit insignificant.

Compared with the natural world, it is insignificant and weak.

Not to mention the violent natural disasters of volcanic eruptions and huge tsunamis for the time being, just by encountering a flash flood head-on, the life of the martial arts realm is in danger, and the martial arts realm can barely escape.

After all, no matter how strong a warrior is, he is still flesh and blood.

Unless you reach the martial arts realm of the three realms of martial arts, it is said that that is the limit of the technique, the feet can step on the river as flat, and the fists can slash the air to generate air explosions.

And the master Ning Moli-

Han Dong was also a little difficult to guess, using his flesh and blood to make a chain of burning flames, it was estimated that it was definitely not an ordinary martial sect.

As he was thinking, a group of middle-aged people with chirping children walked out of the nearby gravel path, and the children ran to the river with cheers.

The middle-aged people sat on the floor.

They spread out the blankets, then brought out canned fruit and assorted snacks, as if planning a picnic in the forest.

Crash.

Four or five children started to fight, and the water splashed.

Some of the people who stopped by the river to look at the river were splashed with a little cool water, but when they saw so many unscrupulous children, their faces flashed helplessly, and they shook their heads and left.

"Hmm. ”

"It's a lack of quality. ”

Han Dong glanced at the children who were laughing and playing, and then his eyes fell on the middle-aged people who were talking, and he didn't care, turning around and walking towards the stone path.

He just thinks that Xiao Qian must not be like this.

Sometimes, the character of a child needs to be taught by word and deed, and he must be a good example as an older brother.

"Still. ”

"With the careful education of the teacher, it is estimated that Xiaoqian will not become those bear children. Han Dong looked back consciously, and through the lush green foliage, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be an argument on the edge of the stream.

He shook his head and continued to leave.

Smack.

Smack.

As he wandered leisurely, Han Dong gradually came to the end of the road, which was a secluded and desolate jungle with no trails around.

"It's nice here. ”

Han Dong's palm moved slightly, parting the bushes like a sharp blade, and walked forward for more than a hundred meters before he began to practice drawing mountain piles.

At the moment he can't stand indoors.

has not yet practiced to the first mountain realm, the weight exerted on the soles of the feet can almost collapse the ordinary ground, and it is estimated that the cement ground will also breed cracks.

"Draw the mountain!"

The palms rotated like phantoms, and after a few breaths, a mysterious handprint was formed, and with the state of the painted mountain pile, it began to exert an incomparable weight on the body.

The first mountain realm is to draw a mountain.

It is not only the visualization of the mountain in the mind, but also the outline of the palm, which is an indescribable meaning, and the difficulty is ridiculously extreme.

Until now, Han Dong still can't practice.

Twitter.

From time to time, there are birds of various colors, flying over the sky, and there are small animals running around, which seem to be squirrels or something.

The blazing sun, through the branches, shone on Han Dong's determined face.

That gaze seems to contain the mountains, not afraid of the sun, resolute and strong.

......

After a while.

Han Dong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the soles of his feet that were deep in the dirt, his eyes with a deep groan.

"Almost. ”

"Just a little bit. ”

The difficulty of drawing the stump is indeed too high.

But this is also a matter of course, after all, painting mountain piles as the core inheritance of the sect makes Ning Moli attach great importance to it, and the more difficult it is to practice, the more profound it is to prove.

Whew!

Han Dong kicked his right foot in the air, kicking out a hoho wind sound, and scattered a lot of dirt with a shock.

"That's right. ”

"When you come back this time, you should be qualified to know the name of the sect!In addition, what happened to the sect, why is there only one master left?" he put on his shoes and walked back as he thought.

Crash.

Han Dong turned his head suddenly, staring at a bush next to him, and suddenly saw a little squirrel with a crooked head, staring at him.

Round black eyes, full of curiosity.

The paws were held in front of their chests, and they were about holding small fruits.

"Hmm. ”

There is nothing wrong with the inspiration.

Han Dong shook his head and continued to walk back, but he was secretly thinking in his heart.

According to what is known so far, demons and monsters are different kinds of things, but they all feed on humans.

The formation of ghosts has not yet been clarified.

But the essence of demons is that they are animals that have opened up their minds, in other words, they have mastered evolutionary methods similar to martial arts!

"So-"

"Where the hell do they come from? ”

Han Dong let out a sigh and looked up at the endless blue sky, only to feel that after stepping into the world of martial arts, the familiar world became more and more blurred.

Crash.

There was a group of young men and women in front of them, walking here.

Han Dong pushed aside the trees and just stepped on the gravel path, a smiling young man walked out of the group of young people: "Hey, friend, can you still walk ahead of here?" ”

"No, you can't. ”

Han Dong shook his head and passed by them.

This group of young people hesitated for a while, obviously Han Dong's words had some effect, and it was estimated that the road ahead was impassable...... But they looked ahead at the rather desolate front, and their faces showed a look of eagerness.

"Are you leaving?" asked one girl.

"Let's go, let's go. Two or three young men shouted.

With that, a group of about seven or eight of them carefully pushed through the dense bushes and walked inside.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong gradually walked away, looking in the direction of home.

He is becoming more and more familiar with the control of the internal force of the liquid, and he may not need tomorrow to be able to control the surging power today.

......

Night falls.

The dark night shrouded Suhe City, but it could not hide the lively scene of traffic, and the streets were a little bustling.

And at the dinner table at home.

"Akane. ”

The corners of Han Dong's mouth outlined a warm smile, and gently touched his sister's little head twice, while Xiao Qian hugged her brother's right arm nervously, unwilling to let go, for fear that Han Dong would leave again.

"Brother, you're finally back. ”

Han Qian muttered, her two white and tender hands hugged tightly.

The big watery eyes, sometimes looking at his father Han Wenzhi, and sometimes looking at his brother Han Dong, who was chatting about interesting things about the school, had a heartless happy smile on his little face.

This moment.

Han Dong leaned back comfortably in his chair...... Finally, Yuanrong has mastered the power, as long as the internal force of the liquid is not urged, there will be no danger of leakage of strength.

"Ahem. ”

"How is Jiangnan Academy? How do you all go to class, tell Dad. Han Wenzhi knocked on the table and asked curiously.

Since he was younger, he had a dream of going to college.

Fortunately, his son Han Dong fulfilled this dream for him, and Jiangnan University is a first-class university famous in China.

Even if Han Wenzhi realized that his son had already come into contact with a higher level, and even the real estate tycoon Gao Liangan had to be called Mr. respectfully, in his heart, the school was still an unattainable holy place, a symbol of nobility and nobility.

At least.

In the previous years, Han Wenzhi didn't dare to think that his son Han Dong could be admitted to a first-class university.

"Classes as usual. ”

"I don't think it's any different from other schools, it's just that the learning atmosphere is stronger. Han Dong replied with a chuckle.

Immediately.

Chen Shu walked out of the kitchen, holding a solid-colored porcelain bowl and resting it in front of Han Dong.

It's a bowl of nori pork rib soup, and the soup bowl is a little full, with nori floating on it, but there is no familiar kelp.

"Your dad said that it's not good to eat too much kelp. ”

"Son, you don't call your mother in advance when you get home, you should have waited for you to have dinner together. ”

Chen Shuxu muttered three or four sentences before sitting down.

Han Dong smiled and chatted about things in the school...... Although these things were basically hearsay, he didn't witness it himself.

After all, if you practice martial arts day and night, how can you have time to hang out.

Shh

Han Dong took a sip of the hot seaweed pork rib soup, chewed two bites of seaweed, and ate three pieces of pork ribs in one bite by the way, mixing the mellow and fresh taste, as if it were the most delicious food in the world.

Delicious.

That's what the heart is thinking about...... A taste of home.

?? Click.

?? As usual, Han Dong habitually chewed the ribs casually, holding the porcelain bowl in his left hand and feeling the hot temperature. Although the kelp is gone, the familiar taste is still there.

?? And at the same time.

?? Chen Shu, who was sitting on the opposite side, was stunned and stunned: "Son, son, you chewed all the ribs?"

?? The ribs made at home are very different from those at school.

?? This is an extremely strong rib, and even the vendor selling the ribs once told Chen Shu that her big yellow dog can't break such good ribs even if she gnaws it for a whole day!

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I wish readers a happy Spring Festival, go home as soon as possible to drink pork rib soup, and I also wish readers from other stations to go home early for the New Year~