Looking at the woman's smile and eyebrows in the picture scroll, Lin Huang couldn't help laughing.

"It's so pretty!"

The room is Lin Taiqing's room.

The woman in the picture scroll is naturally Huang Ayasa, his mother.

Lin Huang moved away from the Longyan black jade, gently picked up the rice paper, looked at the person in the painting, and after smirking for a long time, he carefully framed it, and then hung it in the thatched hut.

Then, Lin Huang sat down, picked up a scroll on the desk, and slowly opened it.

What is recorded in it seems to be some of Lin Changtian's cultivation records.

The content looks a little messy at a glance, but the meaning is generally clear, but Lin Huang can't use it.

Although he didn't need it, Lin Huang felt a little interesting when he looked at it. It's not because of these messy contents, it's the people who write about these cultivation experiences.

Looking at it, Lin Huang didn't know the time, until Pei Xiufu pushed the door and walked in.

Lin Huang raised his head, only to see Pei Xiufu roll up his sleeved robe, and said in a flat voice, "I've started cultivating!"

Lin Huang smiled slightly, put down the scroll, and walked out with Pei Xiufu.

Cultivation is good at it!

can also endure hardship.

When he walked out of the hut, Li Chunfeng was already holding a wooden sword and began to cultivate. The latter stabbed out one sword after another, and at first glance it looked unremarkable.

On closer inspection, it is still bland.

Lin Huang smiled, walked to Pei Xiufu by the lake, and asked softly, "I don't know how to cultivate?"

Pei Xiufu turned his head to look at Lin Huang, clapped his hands, and then grabbed Lin Huang and threw him into the blue lake in front of him.

Poof.

The forest became a pheasant falling into the water.

According to common sense, a martial marquis falling into the water is nothing. The moment Lin Huang fell into the lake, he choked on several mouthfuls of water.

His face changed.

The rippling waters of the lake seem mild, but they are unusually cold and bone-chilling.

At the moment of falling into the water, Lin Huang felt his whole body stiffen. The irresistible cold traveled all over the body, and after drinking a few sips of lake water, it made the internal organs feel like they were frozen.

Lin Huang immediately struggled in the seemingly mild spring water of a lake.

However, before Lin Huang fluttered twice like a pheasant, Pei Xiufu swept his body, went straight into the lake, grabbed Lin Huang's feet, and dragged him down.

Suddenly, Lin Huang only felt that the lake was infinitely deep, and there seemed to be countless mountains pressing on him above his head, so that he couldn't even breathe.

I don't know how long it took to stay, Lin Huang finally felt that he had stepped on the bottom of the lake, but before he could stand firmly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and his bones were about to break.

Lin Huang fixed his eyes and saw that Pei Xiufu's second punch had already smashed over. He immediately retreated, but moved slowly in the extremely cold waters.

Bang.

Pei Xiufu's punch fell heavily on Lin Huang again.

This punch fell, and Lin Huang's breath was immediately dispersed. Next, like a sandbag, it rose and fell in Pei Xiufu's hands.

Where do you still look like a person?

Bang bang.

At the bottom of the lake, Pei Xiufu smashed endlessly, falling one punch after another, and it seemed that every punch could kill Lin Huang.

The surface of the lake is undulating and turbulent.

It's like there's a monster at the bottom of the lake.

Lin Huang's cultivation soon ended.

Less than half an hour.

Pei Xiufu carried the unconscious, as if there was no bone on his body, out of the lake, and Li Chunfeng, who was practicing swords, was dumbfounded.

"Big brother is so powerful, he has been beaten like this, how scary this old man is!"

For the first time, Li Chunfeng felt that the path of martial arts was too terrifying.

After leaving the lake, Pei Xiufu carried Lin Huang back to the hut and threw the latter into the big wooden barrel.

Then, Lu Donghuang walked in, with a blood-red glass jade bottle in his palm.

When the blood-red glass jade bottle was opened, the temperature in the thatched hut suddenly rose a lot, and a strong and pungent medicinal fragrance filled the room.

The blood-red viscous liquid slowly flowed out of the jade bottle, gradually filling the entire wooden barrel.

In the wooden barrel, Lin Huang, who was unconscious, suddenly woke up and screamed.

The internal organs are like fire, and the whole person is in the oven, like a suckling pig being roasted, and every skin is beginning to melt.

Lin Huang only felt that he was no longer himself.

The bitter cold of the lake before.

was smashed by Pei Xiufu and broke the bones of his body.

The terrifying scorching power of the potion at this moment.

The Entanglement of Ice and Fire...... erupted in Lin Huang's body, making Lin Huang's roar and screams more terrifying than the other, and scared Tang Xiaoqi all of a sudden.

Song Changling can't read the book anymore, this ghost is crying and howling, where can he meditate.

In the blood-colored viscous barrel of medicinal liquid, Lin Huang had only one feeling, and that was that death was a relief. He didn't expect that what Pei Xiufu said about feeding boxing was like this.

Where's this feeding box?

It's like beating people to death.

In the past, cultivation was not like this......

Did Lin Taiqing offend you back then?

......

In the thatched hut, Lin Huang's wailing was endless, and Li Chunfeng was so frightened that he didn't dare to practice his sword. He sneaked to the door of Lin Huang's thatched hut and looked at Lin Huang inside the big wooden barrel.

It's horrible.

The eldest brother has become a little suckling pig with red skin.

That's not what the rivers and lakes look like......

Li Chunfeng's psychology has a shadow.

Tang Xiaoqi shouted, and jumped up to teach Pei Xiufu a lesson, this bad old man, it's really bad, bullying Brother Lin Huang like this.

But as soon as she jumped up, Pei Xiufu grabbed the latter's collar, and then Pei Xiufu carried it out of the barren thatched hut like a chicken.

After Pei Xiufu left, Lu Donghuang moved the chair next to the desk, sat in front of the wooden barrel in the barren forest, and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"

"Okay......"

Lin Huang gritted his teeth and said stiffly.

"It's okay!"

Lu Donghuang clapped his palms, and a smile appeared on his face, "As the disciple of the teacher, we have all experienced this way, and your father was the same back then. Today you are new to the city, just to let you simply feel our enthusiasm, the form is not very formal, I believe that the future will be better and better every day!"

Looking at the smile on Lu Donghuang's face, Lin Huang wanted to squirt a mouthful of blood to kill the latter.

"I think you can still talk, it's not very good, it doesn't seem like our welcome ceremony is very grand, so ah......"

The smile on Lu Donghuang's face became more and more gentle, and before he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger lightly......

Lu Donghuang's fingertips had a trace of aura entwined and jumped.

Like an elf.

Then, with a slight tap of Lu Donghuang's fingers, the aura in the thatched hut changed instantly, and a terrifying aura suddenly spread.

Lin Huang's complexion changed slightly, and after Lu Donghuang's finger was pointed out, countless starlight array seals appeared around his body, only condensed into a formation between breaths.

A mystical array that Lin Huang couldn't even understand.

Before Lin Huang could react, thousands of stars in the formation shone brightly, like countless strings vibrating, condensing into terrifying sound waves, abusing Lin Huang's spirit......