Lu Chu's grandfather and grandson were all stunned when they saw this, and when the spiritual liquid was about to disperse on the ground, Old Man Lu immediately reacted, and quickly stretched out his palm, and a pale cyan spiritual power was condensed in his palm, which seemed to be a layer of light curtain adsorbed on his palm.

Old man Lu's shot was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and the spiritual liquid that fell from Han Jingyun's hand was held in the palm of his hand without a drop.

Han Jingyun saw that this method set off a storm in his heart, and his eyes widened, is this kind of method sure that it is not magic?

"Chu'er, come over with a bowl. Han Jingyun was still in shock, and Old Man Lu commanded again.

"Grandpa's skills seem to have improved again. Lu Yue'er on the side saw the methods used by Old Man Lu, and she was quite admiring, and her face was excited.

"Grandpa, the bowl is here. Lu Chu took a large porcelain white bowl from the table in the room.

Old man Lu flipped his palm slightly, and all the spiritual liquid held in his palm poured into the bowl, and Lu Chu handed it to Han Jingyun again.

Han Jingyun looked in a daze, and when he saw the big hand that Lu Chu handed him again, this time he became extra careful, and carefully took the porcelain white bowl containing the spiritual liquid from Lu Chu's hand, and did not dare to use force, holding it with both hands.

"What is this?"

Han Jingyun held the big bowl, looked at the pale cyan solution in the bowl curiously, sniffed it, and a refreshing fragrance penetrated into his body, and a very comfortable pleasure surged in his heart.

"This should be for me to drink, right?" Han Jingyun pursed his lips with a little doubt on his face, and tentatively drank a small sip of spiritual liquid.

The spiritual liquid was swallowed down his throat and into his abdomen, and the unprecedented feeling of comfort suddenly spread all over Han Jingyun's body, and the pain on his body immediately weakened significantly, and he felt that his physical strength had recovered, which was even more effective than taking glucose.

"I don't know what it is, but I feel so comfortable when I drink it!" Han Jingyun said secretly.

"Gurgling ......"

Han Jingyun swallowed violently, and only after swallowing the entire bowl of spiritual liquid did he lick the corners of his mouth unsatisfied.

"Thank you. After thanking him, Han Jingyun gave the porcelain white bowl back to Lu Chu.

"Let's go, let him rest well. With that, Old Man Lu walked out the door.

"What a weirdo. Lu Yue'er muttered a sentence and left with Lu Chu behind Old Man Lu, leaving only Han Jingyun alone in the room.

"By the way, where are the two guys, Lin Qilin and Liu Chuyi?" Han Jingyun suddenly thought that there were two other companions missing, but with his current state, his head was heavy, and even if he wanted to find it, he couldn't do anything.

"They are dressed in an ancient style, and they speak strange language, where am I?" Han Jingyun's mind was extremely flustered, and the things he had experienced that day were beyond imagination and difficult to accept.

After sleeping all night, Han Jingyun woke up early the next day.

"I don't know where I am, it's so insecure. What Han Jingyun wanted to know most was where he was, got up from the bed, and immediately walked out of the door slowly.

However, as soon as Han Jingyun took a few steps, a soft pain spread throughout his body.

"Yo ......"

With a crooked right foot, Han Jingyun fell forward.

The center of gravity was unstable, Han Jingyun subconsciously pounced forward with both hands, the room was already narrow, and Han Jingyun pressed his palms on the lightly covered door.

A strange thing happened, and the door made of solid wood suddenly flew out of the room a few meters away under the push of Han Jingyun's palms.

"Bang ......"

This crashing sound attracted the attention of Lu Chu and Lu Yue'er in the courtyard outside the door, and they were startled by the sudden change.

And Han Jingyun fell at the door, looking at the two sisters and brothers who were standing stunned outside the room, their hearts twitched, and they didn't know what to do.

"What the hell is going on? When did I get my natural powers, or did I say that this door was made of paper at all?" Looking at the sawdust stabbed out of the door frame, Han Jingyun was definitely not dazzled.

"Sister?" Lu Chu was at a loss and pulled the corners of the clothes of the girl next to him, and Lu Yue'er was also at a loss.

"What's wrong, what's going on?" Old man Lu heard the sound and hurriedly walked out of the next room.

"Grandpa, look ......," Lu Yue'er pointed to the door that flew out and said in a panic.

"How did this door fly out?"

Old man Lu looked in the direction where the door flew out, and when he looked at the room where Han Jingyun was, he saw Han Jingyun holding on to the door frame from the ground and slowly getting up.

"Little brother, you're awake. Old man Lu didn't have too many doors that would be broken, and came to Han Jingyun's side in a few steps.

With the support of Old Man Lu, Han Jingyun walked out of the courtyard outside the house and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard. Due to the language barrier, Han Jingyun could only nod politely in response.

Han Jingyun looked around expectantly, familiarizing himself with the surrounding environment.

In front of him were three small houses, located in different directions, enclosed by the front wall to form a small courtyard, in which a tall paulownia tree towered.

The courtyard was surrounded by all kinds of exotic flowers and plants that Han Jingyun had never seen before, flickering with spiritual light and swaying in the breeze.

"The strangely shaped mud-walled houses, the people wearing ancient style clothes, the floodlight plants that have never been seen before, and the language barrier, what kind of place is this?" Han Jingyun went crazy in his mind.

......

Time passed quietly, and it had been a year since Han Jingyun came to the other world.

"Brother Shaoyi, the strength of your palm is wrong, the tidal palm should be turbulent, but it is not as soft as you. Lu Chu, who seemed to be only eight or nine years old, was learning martial arts with the young people around him.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, his hair was slightly shorter, and his high-spirited appearance was Han Jingyun who came to the other world. Wearing ancient costumes, Han Jingyun looks a little more handsome.

After a year of getting along, Han Jingyun began to understand some of the languages and characters of this world with his amazing learning ability, although he couldn't speak very fluently, but the basic conversation was still no problem.

In order to make it easier to call him, Old Man Lu gave Han Jingyun a name earlier, and Lu Shaoyi is Han Jingyun's current name.

"What's wrong, isn't that what it is?" Han Jingyun, who was also Lu Shaoyi, slapped his palm again in confusion, but still lacked the fierceness it should have.

After staying for a year, Han Jingyun has a certain understanding of this world. The current world is called the Nine Capital Continent, which is divided into nine capitals, and the Lu family is located in the Heavenly Desolate City of Liuyun Capital.

The human race here respects martial arts and advocates martial arts, and force is everything, and almost all people will start to practice martial arts since childhood.

Regarding the realm of martial arts, Han Jingyun only learned about the vague realm division from Old Man Lu's mouth. The realm of martial arts cultivation is divided into the acquired realm and the innate realm, and the acquired realm is subdivided into nine realms, which is customarily called the nine heavens of martial arts, and the realm after that is the innate realm.