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Hanjiazhuang, the century-old family of Dayan Town, the glory of the Han family in the past no longer exists, only the magnificent Zhuang courtyard still witnesses the hundred years of vicissitudes of the Han family!

In the depths of winter, night fell, in a martial arts training ground in Hanjiazhuang, a young man about sixteen years old and emaciated was carrying out a mouth-smacking physical training, although the pretty face like a knife had been frozen red, the young man still had no signs of stopping.

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, the young man placed the iron stone in his hand in a row of iron stones of different sizes in front of him, and his slightly childish pretty face showed a touch of joy.

This son's name is Han Yu, and he is a descendant of the Han family.

Han Yu stroked his sleeves, gently wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead, and looked at the front again, a larger iron stone, which corresponded to the realm of the five major achievements of the quenching body!

Glancing at the iron stone in front of him, Han Yu held the stone handle tightly with both hands, the energy in his body was running, and the green tendons were bursting up, and there seemed to be an explosive power between his arms.

"Whew!"

Han Yu's legs were slightly bent, his slender palms were violently forced, and with the sound of a crack of bones, the iron stone as heavy as a mountain trembled slightly, and finally slowly rose off the ground as the young man's arms were raised.

Cultivating together, refining the body first, and the realm of quenching the body, as the name suggests, is to refine the body and transform the body's muscle energy to stimulate its hidden potential.

Han Yu was only a five-fold quenching body at this time, and it could be seen that his qualifications were mediocre, not such a talented person, but his diligence made many Han family disciples unreachable!

Looking up at the dark night, Han Yu wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, walked out of the martial arts training ground, and walked towards a remote courtyard in Hanjiazhuang.

It was an extremely simple courtyard, built against the mountain, with only a few simple houses, surrounded by a circle of bamboo, which looked incompatible with the golden splendor of the Han family's compound from a distance.

It was really hard to imagine that the proud son of Heaven who had once been the envy of all the cultivators in Taiyan Town would live in such a humble courtyard.

Han Zifeng, Han Yu's father, as the third son of Han Zhenshan, the contemporary head of the Han family, was once the proud son of the sky who was fully cultivated by the Han family, and was recognized as a genius who has not been encountered in Taiyan Town for a hundred years!

The Han family was hoping that Han Zifeng would be able to shine on the lintel, but it backfired, back then, Han Zifeng mistook the Han family's major event, and the old man Han expelled it from the inner courtyard of the Han family in a fit of rage, and was assigned to fend for himself in the house where the sundries were originally placed, and Han Yu, the descendant of the dignified family, was not as good as a subordinate, and was ridiculed and ridiculed.

The ridicule and ridicule of the clansmen, Han Yu did not suffer it silently, but cultivated like crazy and worked hard to improve his cultivation, he knew that this was a world where martial arts were respected, as long as the strength was strong enough, he could change the status quo.

So he wants to be strong, and let those who ridicule and mock him put away their ugly faces and submit to his feet!

In the humble house, the yellowing lights reflected in the courtyard through the windows, and the branches and leaves of an old locust tree next to it swayed, and the lights shone on it with a faint luster.

Han Yu took a brisk step and entered the house, a pair of eyes swept slightly in the hall, and his brows immediately wrinkled, "Father, why are you up?" ”

Looking at the thin and sharp figure in front of him, Han Yu's heart tightened, this father, who had won countless glory for the family, suffered from this inhuman treatment because of a mistake, leaving him to fend for himself, and no one took care of him!

Han Zifeng turned around slowly, his face was slightly pale, his eyes under the sword eyebrows were dim, obviously injured, when he looked at the young man in front of him, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly, "Yu'er, you're back." ”

"Father, you are injured, so you can recuperate with peace of mind!" Seeing the steaming dishes on the shabby table in the hall, Han Yu's heart trembled, and he clenched his palms, secretly thinking, he must go home early tomorrow, and don't let his seriously injured father be tired.

Han Zifeng's eyes were slightly condensed, and when he looked at Han Yu, a flash of surprise flashed, "Yu'er, have you stepped into the fifth level of quenching?" ”

"Well, father, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and will not disappoint your expectations."

Han Yu nodded, showing perseverance, as long as he stands out in the clan competition, he will be cultivated in the clan, and he can get a certain amount of monthly salary, and more importantly, his father has always been in love with the inner courtyard, hoping to return to the door wall one day, this is also Han Yu's goal, he wants the Han family to know that he Han Yu is no worse than others!

Seeing the perseverance flashing on this immature little face, Han Zifeng's tightly squeezed together, at such an age, he should have bloomed like a flower and carefree, but his son had to work hard to cultivate.

In the past few months, Han Yu's devilish cultivation, although he has never seen it with his own eyes, he can also see a few points, "If my body has not been injured, why do you need to cultivate so completely, I am afraid that with the help of external forces, I have already entered the seventh level of quenching the body this time, but it's a pity...!" ”

"Father doesn't need to be like this, as long as I work hard to cultivate, he will definitely be able to achieve something one day!"

Seeing this well-behaved and sensible son, Han Zifeng's eyes were hazy: "If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for!" ”

On the dilapidated table, there are only a few vegetarian dishes, this kind of food is not satisfied, a growing teenager, Han Yu has no pickiness about this, since he is sensible, the Han family has not given his father a monthly salary, if it were not for his aunt's help, I am afraid that the father and son would have starved to death from hunger and cold!

After dinner, Han Zifeng showed a cautious look on his face and summoned Han Yu to his bedroom.

"What did my father call me for?" Han Yu asked with some confusion, his previous father had never shown such an expression.

"This is the book that your mother left you, and my father will give it to you today, and you will keep it for a good time in the future!" Han Zifeng glanced at Han Yu, took a deep breath, and immediately took out a delicate small iron box and opened it carefully.

As the box opened, a strange aura that seemed to be able to pull the heart immediately diffused from the iron box.

"Mother's stuff? Why didn't my father talk about it before? Han Yu was slightly puzzled in his heart, and immediately looked at the iron box.

In the iron box, there is a simple style of the classics, that strange atmosphere is from the classics permeated out, look carefully, there is no word on the classics!

Holding the classics in the iron box, Han Zifeng looked extremely cautious as if he was holding a mountain, his eyes flashed with a slight look of reminiscence, he glanced at Han Yu, sighed and said: "This is the only thing left by your mother, maybe you will be able to meet her in the future!" ”

"Is my mother still alive?" Han Yu's heart beat in vain, how many days and nights he had hoped that he would have a perfect family, but when he heard the news, his dry heart was like a raging fire that ignited infinite hope!

"Your mother is alive, but it's hard to see her!" Revealing a brief look of reminiscence, Han Zifeng immediately shook his head slightly, with a faint hint of unwillingness between his eyebrows.

Han's father's words were like a boulder that stirred up ripples in Han Yu's heart, as long as his mother was alive, a family reunion was not an extravagant hope!

Han Yu held back the excitement in his heart, took the book in his father's hand, and asked with some eagerness, "Since my mother is alive, why doesn't she meet us?" Where is she now? ”

"Ahem!"

Han Zifeng coughed for a while, his originally pale face was even more pale, he glanced at the young man in front of him who was about to grow up, and said a little heavily, "Your mother is also involuntarily, her place and identity are beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators like me, if you want to see your mother, you must reach the realm of yin and yang to have a glimmer of hope!" ”

"Yin and Yang Realm!" Han Yuru was hit hard by a hammer, and his face was shocked.

The realm of yin and yang does not say that the West Wilderness County is also a rare existence in the entire Great Qin Dynasty, such cultivators, the divine dragon sees the head but does not see the tail, it is a legendary existence, if you need to enter this realm to have a chance to meet your mother, it is really difficult to climb to the sky!

There are six realms in the way of refining the body, namely, quenching the body, congenital, true martial arts, mystery, yin and yang, and shattering the void.

It's just that this kind of cultivator is ethereal, and ordinary people can't touch it at all, so you can imagine what kind of identity Han Yu's mother should be?

The one who cultivates to the highest level in Taiyan Town is none other than the realm of true martial arts!

"Are you so cowardly? Would you have to give up the chance to be with your mother without trying? ”

Seeing Han Yu, who was horrified, the qi and blood in Han's father's body surged, and a sickly flush appeared between his complexions, followed by a violent cough, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face suddenly became even paler as paper, and his body trembled at this time, and a trace of cold air spread out into his pores, instantly forming frost crystals between his eyebrows.

Obviously, under the emotion, the injuries in Han Zifeng's body broke out because of this!