Gate No. 7 of the Guardian Soul in the south, the secret room of the He family.

He Xuansheng sat cross-legged on the main seat alone, quietly studying this volume of exercises, constantly recalling the absorption process taught by the Great Elder in his mind, lest there be a slight mistake.

A person cannot have anyone around him while absorbing the exercises. Except for some peak powerhouses, other people with spiritual power will more or less inadvertently release some spiritual power fluctuations, and these fluctuations may disturb the original spiritual power imprints of the exercises. Therefore, after the Great Elder taught him the techniques, he retreated, leaving the entire secret room to He Xuansheng.

He Xuansheng gently rubbed this ancient scroll, and his heart was also a little shaken. Indeed, it was too risky to absorb this volume of exercises of unknown rank. According to the Great Elder, earth-level exercises are relatively common, and when they reach the heavenly level, they can be regarded as rare goods, and saint-level exercises are even more unattainable. Generally speaking, the ten major families only have four to five holy rank exercises, which are specially reserved for the use of all generations of family heads. As for the immortal level exercises, they have only appeared in legends. And the current situation of the He family, there are still four holy rank exercises left in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, in case this Xuancai recipe is a holy level, it can be done without losing money, but if it is the earth level, then it will have an indescribable impact on He Xuansheng's future cultivation, as for the immortal level, there is already a bit of an ethereal existence, He Xuansheng never thought about it at all.

Shaken, He Xuansheng inadvertently caught a glimpse of a spiritual power painting scroll hanging on the wall, the woman in the painting had red hair hanging down to her waist, with a golden dress, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, everything was so perfect. This is the mother of the He family, He Xuansheng's mother - Ruozhu.

He Xuansheng slapped his mouth hard, and thought to himself, "Really, how can I doubt my mother?"

Now that you've made up your mind, it's time to start absorbing the exercises. He Xuansheng opened the scroll cap, and a roll of silky black gauze slid into He Xuansheng's hand, He Xuansheng held his breath and struck his abdomen hard, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the scroll, and a burst of bright light burst out. The light was white at first, and then it was constantly converted into gold, red, blue, yellow and other colors, and then the light was violently recycled, and just when He Xuansheng thought that he could start to absorb it, the scroll suddenly burst out with a ten-colored pillar of light, connecting between the scroll and He Xuansheng.

A burst of powerful suction burst out, and He Xuansheng even felt that his soul was about to be sucked out, and his mind kept recalling the Great Elder's advice: "After the exercise is activated, it will produce a certain suction force on the absorber, and the stronger the suction, the higher the level of the exercise." ”

Thinking of this, He Xuansheng was overjoyed, and said in his heart: "With such a strong suction, the level should not be too low!"

The thought shook slightly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He Xuansheng hurriedly gathered his mind and continued to recall the words of the Great Elder: "During the cultivation process, there must not be any distracting thoughts in your heart, touch your index finger on the exercises, close your eyes, and the essence of the exercises will enter your body, and the rest can only be comprehended by yourself." ”

He Xuansheng took a deep breath and tried to empty his brain to calm himself. Five minutes later, according to the Great Elder's words, He Xuansheng's right index finger tapped the exercises, slowly closed his eyes, and little by little spiritual power fluctuations gradually appeared inside He Xuansheng's body, slowly circulating in his meridians.

These spiritual powers were gentle and gentle, and just when He Xuansheng thought that he could end his cultivation with such a relaxed and comfortable feeling, a strong stinging pain slammed into He Xuansheng's brain, causing He Xuansheng to let out a huge scream.

The Great Elder stood quietly outside the door of the secret room, and when he heard He Xuansheng's scream, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he secretly said in his heart: "Come on Xuansheng, if something goes wrong with you, how should I explain it to the head of the family!"

In the secret room, He Xuansheng's whole body was already soaked with sweat. With his six-year-old body and mind, he endured pain that many adults could not bear, and he always had only one thought in his heart: "I want to be strong, I want to protect my sister, I want to avenge my mother!"

The pain gradually disappeared, and He Xuansheng finally had a trace of breath. A feeling of ** gradually appeared in all parts of the body, and after experiencing such severe pain, the sudden burst of comfort made He Xuansheng can't help but let out a long ** sound.

Just when He Xuansheng felt comfortable, who knew that this ** feeling gradually increased, and He Xuansheng's body was completely out of his control in less than ten breaths. The strong ** feeling gradually turned into a kind of pain, He Xuansheng no longer had the strength to support his body, and he fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".

The Great Elder outside the door wanted to break into the door several times, but each time he forcibly suppressed his behavior, he was not sure of He Xuansheng's state at this time, but he was very clear: if a person is interrupted when absorbing the exercises, he will either die or be injured!

Time passed minute by minute, and He Xuansheng curled up under the table like a frightened kitten, his whole body still twitching. He didn't dare to open his eyes, because the Great Elder had told him that once he opened his eyes during the cultivation process, his previous efforts would be lost.

He Xuansheng kept his eyes closed and didn't dare to open them, until a vigorous voice sounded: "Child, open your eyes!"

He Xuansheng had long been fed up with this darkness, and opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that he was not in the He family's secret room, but on a huge circular square. Standing in front of him was not the imaginary Great Elder, but a middle-aged man with blonde hair, a soft but resolute face, a tall figure and a golden robe.

"You, who are?" He Xuansheng looked at the person in front of him suspiciously, for some reason, He Xuansheng could always feel a trace of blood connection in him.

"Boy, who is your family?" The middle-aged man looked at He Xuansheng in front of him, and slowly asked, "He family, how is it now?"

Looking at the sadness and self-blame on the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, He Xuansheng slowly spoke: "My father is the head of the He family, but because of my mother's death, I haven't seen him for a long time. ”

"Your mother?" the middle-aged man was stunned, and his voice trembled: "Your mother, she, what is her surname?"

"If. He Xuansheng's immature child's voice sounded, but the middle-aged man in front of him was stunned and motionless as if he had been struck by thunder. After a long time, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and said to himself: "The descendants of the old man are still the same as the old man after all!" He looked up at He Xuansheng, his eyes instantly softened a little, and he said softly: "Your exercises are from your mother!"

He Xuansheng nodded obediently, because from the various performances just now, it can be seen that the middle-aged man in front of him should be an ancestor of the He family.

After a period of sadness, the middle-aged man gently wiped the corners of his eyes and said softly to He Xuansheng: "Child, it is our fate that you can come here, in fact, I am quite surprised why you started practicing the exercises at the age of six?"

He Xuansheng's eyes flashed with tears after hearing this, and he said softly: "Because I promised my mother, I must protect my sister!"

The middle-aged man gently stroked He Xuansheng's little head and said gently: "Child, don't cry, your sister will definitely be happy because of you." ”

Looking at He Xuansheng's increasingly heavy crying, the middle-aged man gradually sensed the weight of the pressure on He Xuansheng's shoulders. His mother died and his father was closed, and now he is not only the only support for his sister, but may even be the only support for the entire He family! No matter how strong and resolute he is on weekdays, after all, he is only six years old! At the age of six, the years that should have been full of innocence are constantly restrained by this society, just for that responsibility.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man thought for a moment, and a few slight traces of spiritual power slowly injected into He Xuansheng's body from the palm of his hand, soothing his helpless heart.

"Tell me what your name is, kid. Seeing that He Xuansheng's state of mind gradually calmed down, the middle-aged man asked.

"He Xuansheng. He Xuansheng looked at the middle-aged man with big watery eyes, and said softly, "Grandpa, what about you?"

"Grandpa, hehe, I'm a lot older than your grandfather!" The middle-aged man touched his hair and said softly, "If you don't mind, call me an ancestor!"

"Ancestors. He Xuansheng took a step back, knelt on the ground with a "plop", kowtowed three times to the middle-aged man, and said solemnly: "Junior He Xuansheng greets the ancestors!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward to help He Xuansheng and asked, "I just heard you say that you have a younger sister?"

He Xuansheng nodded and said, "Well, her name is He Xuanyue, and she is only one year old." ”

"Then that volume of 'Illusion of Color' should be left to her! It's really fate!" the middle-aged man seemed to be talking to himself, as if he had once again fallen into infinite memories......

He Xuansheng stood obediently to the side and looked at the middle-aged man with respect. The constant intimacy in the blood made He Xuansheng have infinite trust in the middle-aged man in front of him.

After a while, the middle-aged man seemed to wake up from his memories, and when he saw He Xuansheng in front of him, who was full of respect and patience, the smile on his face couldn't help but become a little thicker.

"I have limited time, let's get started now!"