In the western suburbs of Beijing, it is still the European-style villa, the villa is still very new, but the courtyard is no longer the appearance of the deep night, and the lawn is no longer dry and yellow, no longer of different lengths.

The décor in the villa has been completely renewed.

This is Sun Huai's father's villa.

On the windows and walls, you can still see some big red "Xi" characters, Sun Huai's father is married, married three months ago.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, topless Sun Huaifu and Lei Tingting were lying on the bed, Lei Tingting leaned on Sun Huaifu's chest like a bird, and the red quilt covered the two of them.

The big TV hanging on the wall is playing, and it is also the second season of "A Million New Voices" of Hengdian Satellite TV Entertainment Channel, and Yang Qi has just left.

Lei Tingting watched it with relish, "This Yang Qi sings really well!" she whispered to Sun Huai's father.

Sun Huai's father hummed expressionlessly.

"It's just that the songs he sings are not very festive, otherwise when we get married, we can call him to come to the scene to sing two songs for our wedding! Give money and you will definitely be able to invite him! One or two million can be done! It's a pity that most of his songs are written about lovelorn ......" Lei Tingting looked a little regretful.

The corners of Sun Huai's eyes twitched slightly, and Lei Tingting's words sounded very harsh to him.

Let Yang Qi sing at his wedding?

Sun Huai's father subconsciously gritted his teeth, how could he invite Yang Qi to sing at his wedding? Is that kind of wedding still a wedding?

Sun Huai's father suddenly turned over and pressed Lei Tingting under him, Lei Tingting exclaimed, but Sun Huai's father didn't seem to hear it, and he was like a beast on Lei Tingting.

And Lei Tingting, who loved him very much, exclaimed when she was not mentally prepared at first, and then cooperated with him obediently, maybe the action was too violent, and it didn't take long for Sun Huai's father's violent movements to suddenly stop, and Lei Tingting's thin voice disappeared, gently hugging his back.

Sun Huai's father broke her arm with a dark face, got down from her, casually pulled out a crumpled bath towel from the sheet, wrapped it around his body, and got off the bed.

"I'll go to the practice room!

Dropping these words, Sun Huai's father strode out of the bedroom.

Lei Tingting on the bed agreed obediently, watching his back as he left, the red glow on his face did not retreat.

Sun Huai's father's practice room was in the basement of the villa.

The underside of his villa is almost hollowed out, and the basement space of nearly 200 square meters seems very empty, and there are all kinds of training equipment such as sandbags, fist gloves, and wooden stakes.

Sun Huai's father, who came to the basement, had already put on a pair of red shorts, walked barefoot, walked to the bookshelf in the corner of the basement, reached out and pulled out a thread-bound book from the shelf, frowned and flipped through it.

These books were all borrowed from the Lei family's energy and obtained from Feng Yonggui's family, who died in the Huaihua Ferry Robbery, and these ancient books contain Feng Yonggui's cultivation classics.

Sun Huai's father had already found a way to practice from it.

He has an excellent kung fu foundation, although the dantian was abolished by Yang Qi, but Feng Yonggui's cultivation method is indeed exquisite, in just a few months, Sun Huai's father has repaired his own abolished dantian, and now, his dantian has regained its internal strength.

An internal force that is different from what he used to be.

Sun Huai's father knew in Feng Yonggui's classics that the real name of the internal force in his current dantian should be mana.

The thread-bound book in his hand flipped for a moment, Sun Huai's father suddenly threw the book back to the shelf, turned around, his face was full of anger, and he slapped a bright red sandbag a few meters away, there was a snort in the air, and there was a palmprint-shaped hole in the middle of the bright red sandbag a few meters away.

Empty palm, Sun Huai's father can now also use the empty palm.

This was Yang Qi's previous means of abolishing Sun Zhiyin, and Sun Zhiyin was the de facto biological father of Sun Huai's father.

Although Sun Huai's father looked down on him, the real biological father, Yang Qi abolished Sun Zhiyin's dantian, he still remembered it in his heart, and was determined that sooner or later he would go to Yang Qi for revenge, his biological father's share, plus his own share.

Although he has now recovered his previous status in the Sun family, he can't forget the decadence and lovelessness of the time when he was abolished by Yang Qi to the dantian, and he has always remembered the despair during that period.

He can't forget, and he doesn't want to forget!

In the past, he had no choice but to see the hope of revenge, but now he has hope! Feng Yonggui's cultivation method - Xianyue Gong.

The first chapter of the moon is very magical, the opening outline is written: "The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, the sky is not complete, and the mortal is not enough? The moon is cloudy and sunny, the full moon is full, the lack of the moon is the string, and at the end of the year, the full moon is twelve, and the rest are the quarter moon." However, the power of the full moon is not the same as that of the first moon, and the full moon cannot be repaired, but the first moon can be done.

With the power of the moon and the moon, it is for the great road to make up for the lack of the body!

(Note: The above is not taken from anywhere, not for hydrology, but written here, I suddenly remembered that I used to write the secret book when I wrote "The Great Condor", and on a whim, I wrote a paragraph indiscriminately, and I laughed.) ）

A palm pierced a sandbag in the air, and the anger on Sun Huai's father's face finally calmed down.

But his brow furrowed again, and the look in his eyes was puzzled.

When he watched the second season of "Million New Voices" with Lei Tingting in the upstairs bedroom just now, he could already see that Yang Qi is now very popular in the entertainment industry, which can be seen from the enthusiastic and enthusiastic reactions of the hosts, guests and audiences on the show.

So Sun Huai's father was very confused.

I wonder if Yang Qi's cultivation is so high, he should be a legendary cultivator, his cultivation is so high, his mysterious identity is so mysterious, why do you want to mix in the entertainment industry? What can't you get with his cultivation? Why is it necessary to show up in the entertainment industry, singing and filming?

This is completely different from Sun Huai's father's perception of people in cultivation, in his mind, even if a real person in cultivation is not hidden in the heavy forest, he should be like Feng Yonggui, who failed to survive the catastrophe and died, in a low-key hidden place in the city.

Instead of mixing in the entertainment industry like Yang Qi, how chaotic is that circle?

"Is it ......?"

Sun Huai's father's eyes suddenly moved, and he thought of a possibility, "Could it be ...... Is it the legendary Red Dust Refining Heart?"

Thinking of this possibility, Sun Huai's father immediately turned around and rummaged through the bookshelf, looking through the classics one by one, he wanted to find the theoretical basis from these classics.

- Is it true that when you reach a certain stage of cultivation, you must go to Hongchen to refine your mind?

If so, then his grandson Huai's father should also prepare early, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this guess was likely to be true, but the night was getting deeper, and he had already turned over a lot of classics on the shelves, but he had never found the theoretical basis for Hongchen's heart refining.

Sun Huai's father was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up, and he continued to rummage.

Although he has not yet found a theoretical basis, he believes that somewhere in a certain text, there must be such a sentence.