In Anling City, Luo's home, Luo Haoran's study, Luo Haoran sat behind the desk, his fingers lightly tapped on the desk, looking at the young man in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Do you know that even the lowest-level yellow-rank martial arts in Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang need a martial artist above the fifth rank of a warrior to cultivate, and you are only a third-rank warrior now, what are you going to do in that martial arts hall?"

"I know this, I just want to borrow two martial arts books to see now, and I don't want to cultivate. Luo Qinghan stood there, looked at his father, and said loudly.

Of course, Luo Qinghan knew that the previous cultivation of the five grades of the warrior was to expand the space of the dantian, and it was in the stage of qi accumulation, and the amount of vitality in the dantian was very small, even if he cultivated the martial arts, he could not meet the requirements of performing the martial arts, even if it was the lowest-level yellow-rank martial arts.

Therefore, the warriors have a consensus that the warriors cannot practice martial arts before the five grades, because cultivation is useless, they can't be used, and it also delays time.

After a night of serious thinking, Luo Qinghan thought that he was now a warrior Wupin, and he had the ability to perform martial arts, so he could learn a martial art first, and then carry out subsequent cultivation, so Luo Qinghan had the idea of entering the Luojia Martial Arts Hall.

Since its establishment, all the martial arts collected over the years have been stored here, and it can be said that this is the treasure house of the family, and it is the inheritance of the family.

For the direct children of the Luo family, as long as they want to enter the martial arts hall, then they can enter at any time to select martial arts for cultivation, and if the side children of the Luo family do not have any major contributions, they will not be allowed to enter the martial arts hall, if they really want to enter the martial arts hall, then they must go through layers of approval before they can enter.

Luo Qinghan, who is now a child of the Luo family, is naturally not qualified to enter the martial arts hall casually, Luo Qinghan found Luo Haoran early in the morning, hoping that Luo Haoran would allow him to enter the martial arts hall.

However, Luo Qinghan can't tell Luo Haoran about these things, even if he is his biological father, because once he says it, there will be a lot of trouble, and now is not the time to deal with these troubles.

"Han'er, looking at those martial arts is not at all beneficial to your current cultivation, are you sure you want to watch them?"

Luo Haoran had some doubts in his heart, he had been directly related to this family for so many years, and he didn't say that he wanted to go to the martial arts hall to have a look, and now he left the family for a month and a half and wanted to go to the martial arts hall to see, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

"Hmm!" Luo Qinghan heard this, and nodded heavily, with a determined face.

Seeing that Luo Qinghan's eyes revealed a firmness that he had never felt before, Luo Haoran suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "Maybe Han'er can't cultivate martial arts in this life, so what's the harm in letting him see it like this?"

Then Luo Haoran sighed lightly and said, "Alas, you can go, I'll take care of the rest." ”

"Good. Seeing that Luo Haoran agreed to his request, Luo Qinghan nodded, said no more, and turned around to leave.

"Han'er..." Seeing that Luo Qinghan was about to leave, Luo Haoran stood up and stopped Luo Qinghan.

"Well, is there anything else?"

"Han'er, if you're not happy in that armory shop, then come back, here...

"I'm here, no one dares to bully you, my father will always be your most reliable harbor. ”

In the end, Luo Haoran still used his strength to say the words behind him, but in the end, Luo Haoran's voice became smaller and smaller, so small that it was almost inaudible. Obviously, for a family head who has been in a high position all the year round, extremely strict, and majestic, it is a little difficult to say such warm words.

Luo Haoran looked at Luo Qinghan, his eyes were full of tenderness.

After hearing these words, Luo Qinghan only felt a bang, his body shook, and something in his body seemed to explode!

For a long time, due to his own physique, Luo Qinghan always felt that he was embarrassing Luo Haoran, the more Luo Haoran did, the more Luo Qinghan felt ashamed, and whenever his father looked at him, he was always extremely stern, and there was never any tenderness in his words, which made Luo Qinghan always feel that he had a rusty natural membrane with Luo Haoran, which could not be broken!

But just now, this layer of diaphragm exploded, and there was not even slag left!

The room was silent, no one spoke, and time seemed to stand still at this moment, motionless. Two lines of crystal tears could not be suppressed in Luo Qinghan's eyes, and Luo Qinghan's body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

After a long time, Luo Qinghan made a difficult voice from his throat: "Dad, thank you!"

"Come back..." Luo Haoran looked at Luo Qinghan and called softly, his eyes full of kind fatherly love.

Luo Qinghan adjusted his mood, gently wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and said softly: "Dad, I'm sorry, I can't come back now!"

"What?" Hearing Luo Qinghan's answer, Luo Haoran's face suddenly became ugly, and he thought that his warmth had moved Luo Qinghan, but who would have thought that Luo Qinghan still rejected himself.

At this time, Luo Qinghan's mood had completely calmed down, and looking at Luo Haoran, who had an ugly face, he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart. "Dad, I said I would come back, but not now, one day I will come back in the bright light, let those old immortals see how blind their eyes are!"

"Okay, it's worthy of my son!" Luo Haoran heard this, his eyes lit up, and his ugly face just now disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his heart was full of relief.

"That's right, even if we can't do it in martial arts, we must reach the peak in other aspects, just like your third uncle, even if the force is low-level, but if we stomp our feet in this family, we will still be shocked for three days!"

When Luo Qinghan heard this, he couldn't help but smile, he knew that Luo Haoran had misunderstood the meaning, thinking that he wanted to achieve the ultimate in other aspects. "If it's wrong, it's wrong, and if it's wrong, it's wrong. Luo Qinghan thought to himself.

"Dad, I will. Luo Qinghan smiled and said out loud. "If it's okay, I'll go to the martial arts hall!"

When Luo Haoran heard this, he nodded, stopped talking, and when Luo Qinghan saw this, he raised his feet and left Luo Haoran's study.

In the study, looking at Luo Qinghan's departing back, Luo Haoran sat down and muttered in a low voice: "Han'er is so temperamental, it's really a pity not to practice martial arts..."

In a courtyard directly related to the Luo family, a middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the old servant in front of him, and said loudly: "What, you said that Luo Qinghan wants to enter the martial arts hall to have a look?"

"Back to the second master, that's exactly what the head of the family sent to say!" replied the old servant respectfully.

This middle-aged man is the second master of the Luo family, the son of the great elder, and the father of the eldest son Luo Qingcheng, who is in charge of the martial arts hall. Luo Qinghan, as a side disciple, must obtain Luo Haolai's consent if he wants to enter the martial arts hall, so after Luo Qinghan left, Luo Haoran immediately sent someone to inform Luo Haolai.

"Hmph, it's a joke that the samurai Sanpin went to the martial arts hall!" Luo Haolai sneered. "Don't you know that you can't cultivate martial arts under the five grades of a samurai?"

"Second Master, do you mean not to let him enter the Martial Arts Hall?" the old servant said loudly when he heard this.

"No, let him go, I want to see, what martial arts can he cultivate, a warrior of the third rank of a warrior, can cultivate?" Luo Haolai waved his hand and said with a sneer.

"Okay, I'll go to the martial arts hall and inform the guards there..."

The martial arts hall of the Luojia is located in the center of the Luojia, very close to Luo Haoran's study, and Luo Qinghan came here after three turns and two turns.

The martial arts hall of the settled family is a small two-story building, and there is a huge plaque hanging above the small building, and there are three blood-red characters written on it - the martial arts hall, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and it is inscribed by the ancestors of the settled family himself.

The first floor of the martial arts hall does not have any martial arts books, but an empty hall for the children of the Luo family to exchange and learn, and even practice the martial arts learned here, and the second floor is to store the martial arts collected by the Luo family for hundreds of years.

"That's...

"Hmph, don't forget, he confronted the eldest elder at the second lady's birthday party, and he is no longer my third son!"

"That's right, hasn't he already left the direct line of the Luo family, I heard that he was sent to the newly opened weapons shop, how can he be here now?"

"Isn't he a samurai third-rank, and he can't learn martial arts, what are you doing in the martial arts hall? Could it be that he is already a samurai fifth-rank and can learn martial arts?"

"With his physique, the third rank of the samurai is the limit, how can he reach the fifth rank of the samurai and reach the point where he can learn martial arts? ”

“・・・”

When Luo Qinghan appeared in the hall on the first floor, it immediately attracted the side eyes of many direct children of the Luo family, and for a while, the entire hall on the first floor immediately became noisy and lively, and all the topics revolved around Luo Qinghan.

At this moment, Luo Qinghan has become a veritable protagonist among many direct children.

Luo Qinghan frowned slightly after hearing everyone's discussions, but then, Luo Qinghan's brows were relaxed, and his face became unwavering, as if he hadn't heard everyone's discussions, and after looking around, he walked straight towards the staircase on the second floor.