Seeing his father's gaffe like this, Han Chen was a little puzzled.

But after all, my father was laughing and saying yes, so he was naturally happy.

Father was happy, and Han Chen was also happy.

Scratching the back of his head and smirking "hehe" on the side.

Looking up at his father, Han Ling, who was young and old, naturally knew the reason for his father's gaffe, and he was also smiling on the side.

"Let's go, my father will take you to my practice room, and I will guide Chen'er in cultivating the method of fighting qi."

As soon as Han Mo bent down, he copied his hands, picked up a person in one hand, jumped up, and a pair of fiery red delicate wings appeared behind his back, and flew towards the practice room with his two sons.

"Wow, Xiao Chen is flying, Xiao Chen is flying!"

Han Chen, who felt the sensation of flying in the air for the first time, shouted excitedly.

Turning his head to see the fiery red wings behind his father, his eyes were even more starry.

"Wow, father, how did you grow wings?"

"It's so beautiful with a red glow!"

"Xiao Chen, this is called Dou Qi Wing, and it can only be done when you reach the Dou King level."

"My father's attribute is fire, and his cultivation is the fire-attribute Dou Qi Gong method, so the wings formed by Dou Qi are fiery red."

Han Ling on the side explained to his younger brother.

Young and old, he is also with a hint of excitement and excitement at the moment, and it is rare to reveal the nature of a child.

At the same time, tell yourself in your heart:

I must work hard to cultivate, and in the future, I will also reach the realm of Dou Qi Transformation Wings or even higher!

"Wow, wow, wow, so envious!"

"I knew that cultivation could grow wings, Xiao Chen should have cultivated earlier!"

"Father is bad, he didn't even tell Xiao Chen about such a good thing! Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮! ”

Han Chen was excited and regretful at the moment, pouting in frustration.

Looking at the cute appearance of his youngest son Han Chen, Han Mo was extremely depressed except for his father's love for his son.

He knew that just revealing his fighting spirit and turning wings would make Han Chen, who was unwilling to cultivate at the beginning, interested in cultivation, and he didn't have to regret, be depressed, and entangled for four whole years.

With Han Chen's usual ghost elves who don't pay for their lives, I believe that their cultivation talent will not be bad.

In the past four years, I'm afraid there will be at least four or even five stages of fighting qi!

"Xiao Chen, the Dou Qi Transformation Wing can only be done by the Dou King."

"You can't achieve it without decades of hard work."

"Even if you are very talented, can you persist in cultivating?"

Han Ling asked with a smile.

As the elder brother who has lived with Han Chen since he was in his mother's womb, he understands Han Chen's habits better than his father.

"Hey, hey."

Han Chen also knew his own problem, so he had to pretend to be crazy and stupid on the side, laughing dementia.

"Here we are."

Han Mo reminded him and landed steadily, his fiery red vindictive wings behind him retracted.

Gently putting down his two sons, he pushed the door open and entered a room, which was very spacious.

Han Mo didn't stop, came to the depths of the hall in the room, and turned a purple teapot on the wooden table.

An eight-foot-high, two-foot-wide slate of stone sank into the wall and moved aside.

Han Mo entered first, and Han Ling pulled Han Chen, who was grabbing the teapot and playing, and followed.

As the two brothers entered, the slate moved and protruded, blending in with the surrounding wall, and there was no crack in it, and the teapot automatically turned into its place.

Entering the stone room, Han Ling and Han Chen felt that the air was much fresher than the outside world, which was very strange.

At the same time, because he had already started his cultivation, Han Ling felt that the Heaven and Earth Fighting Qi in this stone room was much stronger than that in the outside world.

"Xiao Chen, the heaven and earth in this stone room are full of fighting spirit, and it is much faster than the cultivation outside."

"In the past, I often followed my father to cultivate here, so in the future, you can cultivate here with me."

Han Ling smiled at his younger brother.

"Uh-huh."

Because he was interested in cultivation, Han Chen was very excited to hear that this stone room had an accelerating effect on cultivation.

"Alright, sit cross-legged on the bluestone."

Han Mo pointed to a two-foot-square cyan stone path in the stone room.

Han Chen obediently climbed onto the bluestone and sat cross-legged.

Han Ling also sat on another bluestone on the side.

"Chest up, belly tuck, deep breath, eyes closed."

Han Mo said softly, watching his two sons' breath gradually stabilize and sit quietly.

"Huh?"

Han Mo noticed that Han Chen was a little strange, and then he looked helpless and tapped Han Chen's head.

"Woooooooooo......oo Father, why are you beating me?! ”

Han Chen pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Idiot, my father is here to let you calm down and feel the fighting spirit of heaven and earth, not to let you sleep."

Han Mo was not angry and said softly.

"Well, my father said it earlier."

"I just feel comfortable sleeping like this without lying on the bed and sleeping on Sister Chunxiang's lap, hehe."

Han Chen smirked, sat back in meditation, and closed his eyes.

Han Mo smiled helplessly, and looked at the cold stone on the side who had already settled into cultivation, and felt a little relieved.

Said softly to Han Chen:

"Concentrate on the mind, close the heart, imagine that you are the air, that you are nature, and that the mind is integrated into the environment of heaven and earth."

"Carefully feel the gentle and calm fighting spirit between heaven and earth, approach them, and blend into them."

Two hours later, Han Ling woke up from his cultivation.

Seeing his younger brother sitting quietly with his eyes closed, he asked softly:

"Father, does Xiao Chen feel the fighting spirit of heaven and earth?"

As if hearing his brother's question, Han Chen opened his eyes and asked excitedly:

"Father, brother, is the Heaven and Earth Dou Qi those white mist?"

Hearing Han Chen's question, Han Ling and Han Mo both showed knowing smiles.

Han Modao:

"That's right."

"Chen'er, the Heaven and Earth Dou Qi is indeed that white mist."

"You settle again, try to channel those mist into your body through your ears and nose, and melt into the meridians."

"Uh-huh."

Han Chen's first cultivation was very exciting.

Children are always interested in new things.

After seeing it for a long time, Han Chen settled down again, and Han Ling said softly:

"Father, Xiao Chen's talent is higher than mine!"

Han Ling's tone was full of joy, his younger brother had an excellent cultivation talent, and he was also quite pleased to be an elder brother.

"Well, it seems to have taken more than three hours for you to first feel the fighting spirit of heaven and earth."

"But you were only four years old back then, and now Chen'er is eight years old."

"So there shouldn't be much difference between the two of you."

Han Mo smiled.

He didn't fake his joy when he saw Han Ling, and knew that he was genuinely happy for his younger brother.

It can be seen that the friendship between the two brothers is deep.

Han Mo was very relieved in his heart.

After all, fratricidal fidelity is something he doesn't want to see.

There is no shortage of intrigues between brothers in that race for the position of family heir.

Han Chen sat cross-legged and concentrated.

A trace of white fighting energy between heaven and earth, led by Han Chen's breath, flowed in from between the ears and nose under the control of his mind.

Gradually blends into the meridians, flows slowly, nourishes and warms the meridians.

Han Chen was completely immersed in this wonderful artistic conception.

I feel like a high-ranking general, and that trace of heaven and earth fighting spirit is the thousands of troops.

The general commanded thousands of troops and horses, scolded Fang Xuan, and pointed out the country.

The nourishment of the fighting spirit made Han Chen feel refreshed, and his body was more relaxed and comfortable than he had ever been.

He suddenly thought that since he could let the fighting qi enter the body from the ears and nose, couldn't it enter through the pores?

Isn't that faster?

So he controlled his mind and directed more fighting energy to spread all over his body, from the 36,000 pores of his body into his body.

Han Chen's sudden action startled Han Mo.

This kid is too bold, isn't he?

At the same time, there is also a hint of secret joy in my heart.

This kid is really a ghost elf with a nimble head.

I haven't taught this kid to lead the vindictive spirit into the pores, and this kid himself has drawn inferences.

Maybe it's good to let this kid taste some hardship, so as not to be too radical in his cultivation in the future.

More and more Heaven and Earth Dou Qi entered the body meridians.

At first, Han Chen only felt comfortable.

Gradually, however, I felt a dull ache in my body.

After a while, the pain of squeezing the meridians came from all over the body.

Han Chen's whole body suddenly convulsed, sweating profusely, and his mind was in a trance.

Seeing this, Han Ling hurriedly shouted:

"Father, help Xiaochen!"

Han Mo knew that there was no longer room for delay at this time.

Later, Han Chen would have broken the meridians of his body.

At that time, I am afraid that I will become a waste.

Han Mo's soul power severed the connection between Han Chen's body and the Heaven and Earth Dou Qi.

Then the soul power cautiously entered Han Chen's body.

Control the circulation and flow of Heaven and Earth Dou Qi in the meridians in his body.

In this process, a faint mist gradually emerged from the dantian in Han Chen's lower abdomen - Dou Qi!

As the fighting qi circulates and flows, there are more and more fighting spirits.

This process took more than an hour.

The Heaven and Earth Fighting Qi in Han Chen's body was finally completely transformed into Fighting Qi.

At this time, a small fingernail-sized mist of Dou Qi in Han Chen's dantian was quietly suspended.

Han Mo slowly withdrew his soul power from Han Bai's body.

At this moment, Han Mo was sweating profusely.

With such an action, even if he is as strong as a Dou Huang, the consumption of soul power is extremely high.

It is important to know that it is not only extremely difficult for soul power to enter the body of others, but it is also very dangerous.

If you are not careful, you will form a backlash.

Fortunately, Han Chen and Han Mo have some spiritual connection between father and son.

At the same time, Han Chen knew that it was his father who helped, so he did not reject that soul power.

Han Chen slowly opened his eyes and woke up after Han Mo's soul power withdrew.

I looked at my father and brother with palpitations on my chest, panting, my chest rising and falling.

Seeing that his youngest son was out of danger, Han Mo reached out and stroked his hair, and said with a smile:

"Chen'er, cultivation is gradual, it's not an overnight thing, you were too radical just now."

"If it weren't for me, the consequences would be unimaginable, and I would have to remember today's lesson in the future."

"Phew, I remember, father."

Han Chen exhaled, calmed his breath, and stuck out his tongue.

"Hehe, father, Xiao Chen's soul power is very strong!"

"I can't actually guide the heavens and the earth to fill the pores of my body, which I can't do."

"Hehe, Xiaochen, it's very powerful!"

Han Lingchong on the side gave Xiao Chen a thumbs up and encouraged.

When Han Mo heard Han Ling's words, he also woke up a little.

He was in a hurry to help Han Chen just now, but he didn't think much about it.

At this moment, I also remembered that Han Chen guided the fighting qi to enter the body through the pores of the whole body.

In addition to his ghostly intelligence, it is also necessary to have a soul strength stronger than that of his peers.

After all, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.