"Feng'er, thank you for the old man's suggestion!" Han Feng hurriedly stood up, saluted the old man, and thanked him.

Ye Lao looked at Han Feng's happy expression, smiled and said solemnly: "Feng'er, isn't it very comfortable to instantly upgrade a few ranks! But I want to remind you that there is a price to pay for having this kind of feeling, and you must cultivate your body well in the future, otherwise your body will not be able to withstand the impact of tyrannical aura, and the light one will be crippled for life, and the heavy one will explode and die!"

Han Feng listened to Ye Lao's words, and recalled the painful and desperate feeling when he expanded the meridians just now, and he couldn't help but feel a little afraid. Hurriedly bowed deeply to Ye Lao, and said softly: "Feng'er will practice hard in the future, and he will definitely not disappoint Ye Lao's expectations!"

Ye Lao waved his hand lightly when he heard Han Feng, and said lightly: "Feng'er, the exercises I practice are not suitable for you, in addition, if you have the Spirit Moon Jade Scroll, the benefits will definitely not be few, but if you want to break through in the future, the general pills and spirit stones can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket for you, and they will not be of much use, and the road in the future can only rely on yourself to slowly explore." There is also a sinister heart in the outside world, you have to be more careful, the Han family has my old bones, it won't be a big deal, about this Zhantian sword, Feng'er, you will not encounter danger to your life in the future, don't pull out this sword, you must remember!"

When Han Feng heard this, his eyes immediately turned red, with tears in his eyes, he knelt down on his knees, kowtowed three times to the old man, and said in a whimpering voice: "Feng'er remembers!"

Since Han Feng's rebirth, Ye Lao has treated him like a master and a father, and he has been caring, in Han Feng's heart, Ye Lao is not only an elder, but also a relative, worthy of such a great gift from Han Feng.

Seeing Han Fengxing such a big gift, the old and thin old face twitched slightly, but he quickly returned to his usual calm, gently pulled out the Zhantian Sword inserted in front of him, and said lightly: "Feng'er! ”

Han Fengcai slowly stood up, took the Zhantian Sword in the old man's hand with both hands, put the sword behind his back, glanced deeply at Han Lin and Han Yu, who were sitting cross-legged in front of him, wiped the tears on his cheeks with his hand, and then slowly turned around and rushed towards the gate of the Library Pavilion, disappearing into the Library Pavilion in an instant.

The old man of the night watched Han Feng leave the library pavilion, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, muttering to himself: "Feng'er, what a real dragon needs is not a puddle of shallow water, a real dragon will not stay among the fish, what you need is an infinite and vast sky, whether you can soar into the sky is only up to you." ”

At this time, Han Lin, who was meditating on his knees, slowly opened his eyes, quickly stood up, bowed deeply to the night elder, and said in a low voice: "Senior Night, Han Lin is here to say thank you on behalf of Feng'er! Thank you Senior Night for cultivating Feng'er!"

Ye Lao came back to his senses, sighed lightly, and said lightly: "Patriarch Han, you have heard the conversation between me and Feng'er, Feng'er is not an ordinary person, let him go! As long as he has this heart, no matter how high he flies or how far he goes, there will always be a day when he will come back." ”

...... It was another winter dusk, the sky was full of dark clouds, golden lightning like a spirit snake spitting out a letter passed through the air, the thunder was deafening, raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky, hitting the tiles on the top floor of the Han family library pavilion, making a crackling sound, plus the small forest next to it squeaked under the blowing of the wind, the sound was ups and downs, like a beautiful music, and the fallen leaves on the ground were flying, making people feel a little cold.

The door of the Han Family Library suddenly opened slowly at this time, and Han Feng was different from usual, dressed in tight black, his mood was quite heavy, and he walked out of the door with heavy steps.

Han Feng stood quietly in front of the library pavilion, letting the storm blow outside, raising his eyes to look around, sighing lightly, before he exerted his light body skills, and soon the whole figure disappeared in the diffuse rain.

Wind and Thunder City in the storm, although it has lost its former beauty and looks a little depressed, it has another charm.

Wind Thunder City is far from the towering city wall next to an open field, the magnificent, majestic, majestic courtyard, under the rain curtain, looks very solemn.

The courtyard is very large, the towering wall stretches for several miles, almost occupies the entire open land, the green tile and red wall, the fence is drawn, and the design is extremely exquisite!

On both sides of the entrance to the courtyard are two tall and stout ancient trees, whose branches are so thick that they seem to have survived for thousands of years.

Next to the ancient tree, two huge stone lions are carved vividly and mightily.

Next to the stone lion on the left, a flagpole two zhang high stands, the green flag flutters on the top of the pole, the flag is embroidered with two big "wind and thunder" words, the silver hook is iron-cut, and the strength is extraordinary.

The vermilion lacquer gate made of the wood of the thousand-year-old iron tree is full of gold-plated copper nails the size of a teacup on the door, and a plaque hangs on the top of the door, on which are written three gold lacquer characters of "Wind and Thunder Mansion". Take a closer look at the door plaque, it is actually a golden silk nanmu, silver wire border, the flowers and plants engraved on the plaque are all real gold, and the big characters of the three iron paintings and silver hooks of "Wind and Thunder Mansion" are composed of precious gems.

On both sides of the door, there were two burly men, each with a long knife hanging from their waists, their eyes like falcons and electricity, and an awe-inspiring evil aura rushed to their faces.

This is the number one force in Wind Thunder City, the Wind Thunder Family.

On the edge of a quiet alley near Fenglei Mansion, Han Feng was dressed in black, and his whole person stood quietly in the wind and rain like a rotten wood, motionless, and was coldly observing the situation at the gate of Fenglei's house.

"Captain, you are a side disciple, how can you be sent by the city lord to guard the gate? Presumably, in normal times in this kind of ghost weather, Captain, you must be closed in the Emerald Red Building, that feeling must be very refreshing!" one of the big men salivated and said with a sad smile.

"You kid, take a good look at the door, I'll take you to the Emerald Red Mansion to see it after a while, but not now, the order given by the city lord himself can't make a mistake in me. The captain said lightly.

"Captain, what the hell is going on, our Wind Thunder Mansion is the number one force in Wind Thunder City, who dares to pluck the feathers on the tiger, it's just impatient. The big man said complimentingly.

"I don't know exactly what happened, but this is an order from the city lord, and we still carry it out with our hearts, if something goes wrong, it will be a head. The captain's expression became quite serious, and he whispered.

After a while, the big man suddenly whispered to the captain next to him, "Captain, I've thought about going over there to make it easier, okay?"

"You kid, every time you mention the Cuihong Mansion, you have to be convenient, can you do it! Go and go back quickly!" The captain couldn't help laughing, and said to the big man teasingly.

"Thank you, Captain!" the big man saluted, and ran to the other side.

Han Feng saw that the big man had run away, and immediately took out a three-foot long sword from his waist, and his body shot out of the alley as quickly as a ghost, and shot sharply in the direction of Fenglei Mansion.

"What kind of person ......!" Before the captain finished speaking, there was already a bloody hole in the center of his eyebrows, and the whole person fell straight down.

At this time, Han Feng's figure had already reached the captain's side, put the sword in his hand into the Qiankun bag around his waist again, held up his burly body with one hand, and quickly took off his clothes and tokens with the other hand, and quickly put it on his body, then lifted the body, pushed open the door, and with a shake of his body, the whole person disappeared at the door of Fenglei's house.

In the pouring rain, Han Feng was like a ghostly ghost, floating in the rain curtain.

Every rockery, every wall, and every tree has become his best cover.

This time he infiltrated the Wind Thunder Mansion, and Han Feng really knew how tightly defended the Wind Thunder Mansion was! As soon as he entered the door, there were actually Lingzong-level masters guarding and patrolling, but fortunately, Han Feng had the captain's token, so he could successfully pass the guard's inspection without danger. After that, every dozens of meters forward, there were more than a dozen spirit masters at the level of the Spirit Sect guarding more than a dozen spirit masters to patrol back and forth, round by circle, staggered, from the inside to the outside, all-round monitoring and inspection.

If it weren't for this sudden heavy rain, it would have been almost impossible for Han Feng to sneak into Fenglei's house without anyone noticing.

Under the cover of the heavy rain and the token on the captain's body, Han Feng approached the largest mansion of the Fenglei family silently.

The building of this mansion is magnificent, the decoration is gorgeous, the lights are brilliant everywhere, and in the corridor of the mansion, there are more than 20 spiritual master-level spiritual cultivators.

The poplar and willow trees are planted next to the house, which is not only an excellent environment, but also the best hiding place for Korean style.