In 9586 years of the ancient martial arts calendar, the old lord of the ancient world passed away, and the new lord of the ancient world was ranked as the lord of the ancient world at the age of 200 years, controlling a realm, looking down on the world, and the means were vigorous and resolute.

A hundred years later, the divine realm changed dramatically, at the centennial ceremony of the ancient martial arts new calendar, the new lord suddenly broke off the divine vein and died, the new lord's disciple Meng Ke braved the world's disapproval, launched a rebellion, ascended strongly, and destroyed all the forces that followed the new lord with a thunderous blow, none of the disobedient survived, and the means could be called vicious.

Guwu New Calendar 1315

A remote town in the Southern Wasteland Heavenly Star Country, called Qianlan City, is famous for its proximity to the Falling Star Mountain Range.

At this time, above this small city, a huge dark cloud rolled in from afar, connecting with the earth, and the whole world fell into darkness, the wind howled, and the torrential rain poured down, as if a giant beast opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the entire city.

Under the storm, in an inconspicuous corner of Qianlan City, a dilapidated thatched house looked crumbling in the storm, but there seemed to be a faint force supporting it, making it as stubborn as a tumbler.

There was a kerosene lamp lit in the room, and the small flame flickered and swayed, as if crying.

There was a tattered grass bed in the room, and an old man was caught so hard that he couldn't move, if it weren't for the old man's eyes still having a little glint in his eyes, he might be considered a dead man, but the faint death between his eyebrows indicated that the old man had little time left.

The old man's boring hands clenched the two immature little hands tightly, as if there was something to worry about.

The owner of the two little hands was kneeling on both sides of the grass bed at this time, and the fifteen-year-old boy named Han Feng was staring at the old man's face with bloodshot eyes, just to be able to look at it a few more times.

On the other side of the bed was an eleven-year-old girl named Han Xue, with a pair of dreamy big eyes on her little face, and tears dripping down her chin uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the old man's hands shaking them slightly, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to realize something, his chapped lips opened, and with all the strength of his body, a weak and sweet voice came out:

"Xue'er, don't cry, don't hear it, Grandpa Han is just tired and wants to sleep for a long, long time, are you crying like this, do you want Grandpa Han to sleep unsteadily?"

Han Xue didn't respond after hearing the words, she naturally understood that Han Lao was comforting her, and the tears still couldn't stop flowing, but a little head was shaking desperately, not knowing whether to nod or shake her head.

Han Lao looked at the cute little girl in front of him, revealing a look of love and reluctance, and then slowly turned his head to look at Han Feng, his face became serious, and said:

"Feng'er, roll up your sleeves. ”

When Han Feng heard this, he immediately rolled up his sleeves, only to see a dark blue flame pattern faintly flickering on his arm.

This pattern is not carved on the surface of the skin, but is reflected from the bones through the flesh, as if there is a hidden earth-shattering energy, ready to gush out at any time.

Han Lao looked at the pattern on Han Feng's arm with a complicated expression, as if looking at a bitter candy, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

His face froze for half a minute before he sighed helplessly and said slowly:

"Feng'er, you have to keep my words in mind next, but you have to remember that you must not be impulsive until your strength is not enough, understand?"

Han Feng looked at Han Lao and didn't speak, but just nodded in a wooden voice.

"Feng'er, haven't you kept asking me where your parents and your relatives are, the reason why I haven't told you before is because I am afraid that your cultivation path will be too stressful and prone to demons, now that you have grown up, my time is running out, if I don't tell you, I'm afraid I won't have a chance again. ”

Han Lao paused when he said this, took a deep breath and continued: "The place where you were born is called the Holy Heaven Domain, and it is a place that is more than... A region dozens of times larger than the Southern Wasteland, as for where it is, you will know when your strength reaches a certain level, you just need to know that you are the youngest son of Han Tianlong, the head of the Han family in the Holy Heaven Domain, your mother's name is Gong Yue, and I am the secret guard by your mother's side. ”

"It's not like your parents didn't want you anymore, they love you very much, they're very good, but... But good people are often hated. ”

Speaking of this, a trace of anger flashed in Han Lao's eyes, and he took a sharp breath and coughed violently a few times.

Han Feng looked at Han Lao excitedly, he had asked Han Lao about this matter for more than ten years, but the latter had been secretive, perhaps because he was about to die, and if he didn't say anything, Han Feng was afraid that he would never want to know his life experience in this life, so he chose to tell at this time.

Han Feng realized that he might have misunderstood his parents for more than ten years, and he couldn't understand how ruthless people were willing to abandon his own flesh and blood.

But at this time, when he heard Han Lao's words, he faintly felt that things were not simple, and his parents did not seem to intend to abandon him, but encountered some danger and had unspeakable hardships.

His hands were tightly clasped around Han Lao's hands, and he asked nervously and in a deep voice:

"Old Han, what happened back then?"

Han Lao smiled, this stinky boy has been an old man all day long, and it seems that it is the first time to call himself Han Lao. Then he quickly adjusted his mood and said in a deep voice:

"Sixteen years ago, in the middle of the night, accompanied by a childish cry, the Han family up to the old master, down to the two or three-year-old children woke up from their sleep, of course, not how loud the cry was, but at that moment, the entire Han family suddenly felt a tremor from the Yuan Soul, which was from the purest Han family's natal Yuan Soul Yu Xinghuo, they pushed open the door one after another, gathered in the Han family compound, and looked at a brightly lit room with their eyes. ”

"Feng'er, the baby that was born at that time was you. ”

Han Feng stared at the flame pattern on his arm and muttered:

"Your name is Shadow Starfire. ”

Han Lao seemed to be caught in a deep memory, and did not respond to Han Feng, but continued to say to himself:

"That night, the old patriarch of the Han family, that is, your grandfather Han Tianyao, held you hanging a hundred meters in the air and looked down on all the people of the Han family, and officially announced in an irresistible tone that you would be established as the young patriarch of the Han family, with the same status and power as the current head of the family, and no one in the Han family could object. ”

This night, everyone in the Han family was immersed in an atmosphere of excitement and joy, but secretly a few mice quietly retreated with gloomy faces. ”

"A month later, the second master of the Han family, Han Tianlong's younger brother Han Tianyang, that is, your so-called second uncle, actually united several elders to collude with the people of the ancient family to launch a rebellion, your father and grandfather were seriously injured in order to protect you and your mother, and your mother risked her life to send you back to the palace for help. ”

Han Feng's face was surprisingly calm after listening to Han Lao's words, but his trembling hands, clenched teeth, and a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth revealed the anger in his heart.

"Han Tianyang, hehe, second uncle, Gong Feiyu, grandfather, and those elders and people from the ancient family, I, Han Feng, swear here, that I will let you suffer the pain of cramps and bones in the coming day, and avenge my parents and grandfather!" Han Feng thought hatefully in his heart.

A fifteen-year-old boy made such a poisonous oath, you can imagine how angry he was in his heart.

Han Lao looked at Han Feng, who was trembling, with a complicated expression, sighed and said:

"Feng'er, I know the hatred in your heart, if you can succeed in taking revenge in the future, I don't care what the others do, but for the sake of me raising you for so many years, I implore you, if you can, please give your grandfather Gong Feiyu a chance, your grandfather is my savior, and it is your mother's biological father, he gave me the palace surname, let me stay in the palace family to be a secret guard for the young lady, if it weren't for him, I might have died more than a hundred years ago. ”

"And the power of the Gong family is already weaker than the Han family, not to mention that there is an ancient family watching from the side, and your grandfather is also thinking about the entire Gong family, so he has no choice but to make this decision. ”

Han Feng looked at Han Lao and hesitated for a long time, his eyes struggled for a moment, and finally slowly nodded and agreed to Han Lao: "Old man, don't worry, I promise you." ”

After getting Han Feng's promise, Han Lao's hanging heart finally let go, and his tense body relaxed at this moment.

As if he thought the atmosphere was too dull, he smiled and said, "Hehe, stinky boy, I've listened to it for more than ten years, and it's still the habit of this old man to listen to it!"

Then, his eyes slowly closed, and the hands that grabbed Han Feng and Han Xue drooped at the same time.

It was accompanied by a loud bang in the sky, and the rain was falling heavier, as if to see off the old man.

Feeling the weak hand of the other party in his hand, looking at Han Lao's slowly closed eyes, Han Feng trembled violently, and his crimson eyes finally left a tear.

If this scene was seen by Han Lao, he would definitely be relieved to death, but he knew that when Han Feng was five or six years old, he was in a battle with a first-order earth violent bear, and he broke several ribs, but he didn't say a word.

Han Xue on the side had already cried into tears, and fainted after shouting Grandpa Han, Han Feng hurriedly got up and picked her up, and slowly put her on the bed.

Then, he picked up the corpse of Han Lao and slowly walked out of the grass hut.

Han Feng's height at this age is not very tall, but his back at this time looks unusually tall.

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There was a small hill not far behind the thatched hut, and by this time the wind and rain had receded, and the moon had come out, but the soil was still wet.

At this time, at the top of the slope, a teenager put down the hoe in his hand and sat on the ground.

He fumbled around around his body for a long time, and finally took out a worn-out wine gourd, looked at the small grave in front of him in a daze, and muttered:

"Old man, you didn't touch this baby for me before, but now that you have returned to heaven, it's a pity to throw it away, so it's better to inherit it from me, hehe!"

Smiling and laughing, Han Feng choked up, and then violently pulled out the wine stopper, raised his head and poured a sip of wine.

Maybe because he had never drunk alcohol, this sudden strong smell choked Han Feng and coughed.

However, Han Feng did not feel any discomfort, but shouted cool, then poured another mouthful, and then looked at Han Lao's grave with tears and shouted:

"Old man, now that I have no money on my body, I can only grieve you, I will be in this small mound for a while, I promise you, when I have money in the future, I will definitely give you a new home!"

"Hey, old man, do you remember, at that time we were still in the country of Zephyr, once I was broken by a stinky bear broke a few ribs, when you old thing applied me that stinky ointment, I just didn't say a word, you still praised me for my strong endurance, I tell you, pure your mother bullshit, Lao Tzu was about to collapse from the pain at that time, where did I have any bullshit strength to speak, but I also acquiesced at that time, anyway, you praised it, hahahaha......"

"Oh, I remember! Your stinky old man told me at the beginning that the stinky thing was oral, and he couldn't eat anything for three days when he vomited, damn, I still feel angry when I think about it now, do you take care of the sick like this?"

"That's right, that's right, there was another time in the cold wind forest when you took me to practice, you left me alone and fought with the wind leopard for three hundred rounds, you honestly said that you didn't go to peek at the beauty to take a bath that time, don't think that Lao Tzu didn't understand anything at that time, when you came back, there was a tent below, I asked you what's wrong, you actually told me that when I was relieved, I knocked it and swelled, so that I almost didn't hold back my laughter and got internal injuries, tsk, that picture, miserable, miserable!"

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Seeing that the ground in the east had gradually turned fish white, Han Feng shook his hand and spilled the rest of the wine jug in front of Han Lao's grave, and then fell to the ground.

No one knew that that night, a fifteen-year-old boy was talking to himself all night on this hillside

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Almost everyone in this world is cultivating, and human beings have had a primordial soul in their bodies since the moment they fell to the ground, but during the bone refining period, the primordial soul was not revealed, but when it reached the fifth order of bone refining, the primordial soul would appear on the surface of the person's body in the form of a pattern, some on the arm, and some on the back of the hand.

Just like the current Han Feng, he is a sevenfold bone refining martial artist, and the dark blue flame pattern on his arm is his Yuan Soul, the Phantom Star Fire.

Although the Yuan Soul cannot be separated from the body, its potential effect has already begun to work, and the martial artist can already absorb the Yuan Qi of the Zhou Tian World through the Yuan Soul for his own cultivation during the bone refining period, and these Yuan Qi will be slowly absorbed by the bones.

Until it reaches a zero threshold, the Yuan Qi begins to overflow, and these overflowing Yuan Qi will not dissipate, but will gradually condense into a substantial Yuan Soul in the body, as long as the martial artist reaches the cultivation of the Yuan Soul Realm, the Yuan Soul can be released.

As far as Han Feng knew, Gu Qianlan, the city lord of this Qianlan City, was a powerhouse of the Yuan Soul Realm, and his Yuan Soul was said to be an earth-splitting tiger with infinite power.

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye, and Han Feng and Han Xue wore linen and filial piety in front of the cold old grave for seven days.

Han Feng couldn't remember how many times he had shed tears in the past few days, how many words he had said to Han Lao, and he could even be sure that the things he had said in the fifteen years he had spent with Han Lao had not added up to those days.

Maybe this is the root of human inferiority, and only after losing it can you know how to cherish it.

On this day, the sky was dark, and Han Feng woke up early, cultivators like them actually didn't have any problem not sleeping for several months, but Han Feng still habitually slept for two hours a day to relieve the fatigue and pressure caused by cultivation.

At the door of the thatched house, Han Feng was dressed in black, looking at the lovely girl in front of him lovingly.

I still remember that it was a year ago, Han Feng and Han Lao had just come to this Qianlan City, before that, they had already traveled a lot of places in the Southern Wasteland, and they had already planned to take root in the West Wind Country, Han Feng was only about five years old at that time, and Han Lao at that time was also extremely powerful in Han Feng's opinion.

As for why he chose to take root in a small country like the West Wind Country with the same strength as the Heavenly Star Country, now that Han Feng thinks about it, Han Lao should be low-key, after all, it would not be good if he was too high-profile and was found by the people of the Han family.

However, the strength of the Han family was still too strong, and finally when Han Feng was ten years old, he was discovered by a group of black-clothed people sent by the Han family.

Han Lao died under the devastation of this lifeless air for many years, and Han Lao's appearance has also become an old man in his last years in just five years, otherwise with Han Lao's strength, it is not a problem to maintain the appearance of a middle-aged person for seven or eight hundred years.

When Han Feng and the others passed by this thatched house, they found Han Xue curled up in the corner motionless, like an injured kitten, Han Feng felt pity and asked Han Lao to save him.

What Han Feng didn't expect was that Han Lao, who had always been indifferent to anyone except Han Feng, gladly accepted Han Feng's request.

But when Han Xue woke up, she couldn't remember anything, but vaguely remembered that she was shopping with an older sister, and suddenly rushed out of a group of people in black to say that the sister was injured, and then one of the men in black knocked her unconscious, and when she woke up, she was already in this thatched house.

I hadn't thought much about it before, but now that I think about it, Han Lao should know Han Xue's identity before he calmly came to the rescue, but unfortunately he forgot to ask before, and now he can't ask.

Now that Han Lao has passed away, and now Han Feng is the only reliance on this little girl, Han Feng secretly swore that he must let Han Xue live the best life, and Han Xue's life experience is also waiting for him to figure it out.

In this world of the jungle, how you enjoy life depends only on your strength, so Han Feng himself must first become strong in order to protect the people in front of him.

Han Feng stretched out his hand and pinched her fleshy little face and said:

"Xue'er, my brother is going out these days, so I can't stay at home with you, and you are not allowed to go anywhere while you are obediently at home, you know?"

Han Xue pushed Han Feng's hand away with a dissatisfied face, wrinkled her nose and puffed up: "I know, Brother Han Feng, I'm eleven years old, and I'm not a child anymore, and besides, you are not allowed to pinch my face in the future, my face has been pinched by you, I don't want to be a fat girl when I marry you in the future......."

"Got it, I know, our little Cher has grown up. Han Feng withdrew his hand and said helplessly, as for the latter words, Han Feng didn't hear it.

"Brother Han Feng, go quickly, go early and come back early. Han Xue pushed Han Feng out of the door as she spoke, and then slammed the door shut.

Outside the thatched house, Han Feng looked at the closed door and shook his head with a wry smile, then turned to leave. A gap opened in the door, and a pair of big black eyes stared at Han Fengli's back.

"Brother Han Feng, don't worry, Xue'er will not go anywhere, and wait for you to come back at home. Han Xue clenched her little fist and muttered.

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