Chapter 13: Rejuvenation of the Wonderful Hand

On the path, Ling Han touched the bag on his head depressedly, "Don't tell me in the room, don't tell me outside the room, if you want to tease this girl in the future, it's difficult!"

Ling Han walked slowly to an inconspicuous grass house, looked at himself, straightened his collar, and then knocked politely on the door.

"Come in. An old voice came from inside the room.

Ling Han pushed open the door and looked at the old man sitting on a small bench, obviously the two sides were already familiar with each other, Ling Han was still shocked by the old man's seemingly plain, deep but shuddering aura.

The person who Ling Han called the old man was a man with a few strands of white hair in his hair, his face was majestic, he seemed to be in good spirits, he was sitting on a small bench and concentrating on the herbs on the ground, and he didn't even look at him when Ling Han came in.

Ling Han didn't dare to say much about this, the old man didn't speak, and he didn't dare to move. It wasn't until the old man sorted out the herbs on the ground, picked up a withered spirit flower, and a faint emerald green glow appeared in his hand, Ling Han stared at the spirit flower. I saw that the spirit flower that had just withered was actually resurrected under the emerald green light.

The curved peduncle slowly straightens, and the original jet-black petals become bright and shiny. Such a withered spirit flower was magically resurrected in the hands of the old man, this is not simply to inject spiritual power to save it, the heart of the spirit flower is dead, it is equivalent to a person without a heart, how superb medical skills are needed to save it in such a situation!

"Wonderful hand rejuvenation, this is the grandmaster!" Ling Han sighed in his heart.

The old man slowly put down the bright spirit flower, raised his shining eyes and looked at Ling Han, "What do you see?"

Ling Han came back to his senses, his pupils shrank imperceptibly, "The root of the spirit flower is dead, and a simple supply of spiritual power cannot save it, but you used an unusually gentle spiritual power to regulate the veins in the flower, increasing its adaptability dozens of times, no, hundreds of times, and then using a domineering power that I don't know and have never seen to activate the residual vitality in the spirit flower and accelerate the metabolism, so as to resurrect from the dead, this hand simply turns the dead into a living thing, which can be described as a wonderful hand of rejuvenation." ”

The old man stared at Ling Han motionlessly, and only nodded after a long time, "Although it is still a little close, it is not bad, I have comprehended the true meaning of a trace of rejuvenation of the magic hand, and sure enough, after the seal was broken, my understanding has improved a lot, and Bai Ye has given you a lot of supplementary lessons." ”

After Ling Han heard this, a flash of joy immediately welled up on his face, but it quickly turned into surprise, and finally surprise.

This is the first time the old man has praised him, even when he was a child, he never praised him, when he heard the second half of the sentence, he was surprised, although he knew that he would definitely not be able to hide this strength from the old man, but he didn't expect that even the existence of the white night would know.

"Could it be that the old man sealed the white night in my body, or is he also one of the participants?" Thinking of this, Ling Han's face became more and more ugly.

Just when Ling Han was thinking wildly, the old man slapped his palm on the door of his head, opened his mouth and scolded, "What did you kid think of me, the old man wanted to kill you, you died more than ten years ago! Do you need to spend so much effort to train you and then kill you? If you have this time, it is better for me to drink tea and plant grass." ”

Ling Han nodded solemnly and agreed, "Very likely. ”

The old man almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, raised his hand and beat him again, and only after straightening out his anger did he refuse to stop, "Don't think that the old man can't clean up you bastard when he is old, and your mother won't recognize you even if you beat you like this." ”

Ling Han stood aside with a blue nose and a swollen face, and said with a sad face, "But isn't it? What have you played with me all these years? Never believe anyone's words 100 percent, this is what you taught me! I have to be beaten now, and I will be blamed if I continue to be beaten like this." ”

Although the surface was miserable, Ling Han was still relieved in his heart, and it was right to think about it, the old man spent so much effort to seal his cultivation talent, and spent time cultivating himself, is it fun? For so many years, the old man has paid to him, Ling Han has seen it in his eyes.

But in the next second, Ling Han sensed that something was wrong, and my mother couldn't recognize me when he hit me, my mother?!

"Do you still dare to talk back?!" the old man wanted to open his hand and hit it.

"Wait! Wait a minute, what did you just say? My mother? Do you know my mother?!"

The old man paused, his palm stopped in mid-air, looked at Ling Han's expectant gaze, and sighed lightly, "Well, since you have broken the seal, there are some things that should be told to you, I do know your father." ”

"Really, didn't you say that I was picked up by you in the mountains and an orphan?" Ling Han still didn't believe it, suspecting that the old man was teasing him again. (The number of words this time is a little small.,The last chapter is too.,I'll make it up tomorrow.,Say sorry first)