The Heavenly Machine Kingdom is located in the center of the Central Plains Kingdom and even the entire Tian Yuan Continent. As the richest country in the Central Plains, the people's livelihood and urban prosperity of Tianji Country have reached the absolute peak level.

Although nine years ago, the Haoran Sword Sect, the largest sect in the Tianji country, was destroyed by the Fengmeng overnight, the economy of the Tianji Kingdom was not affected, on the contrary, with the rapid expansion of the Fengmeng, the economy of the Tianji Kingdom took off again, and it faintly became a developed country that affected the economic lifeline of the entire Tianyuan Continent.

On this day, on the streets of the imperial capital of the Tianji Kingdom, a young man wearing a cyan robe, a handsome face, and an extraordinary appearance appeared.

The young man was not like a sword cultivator, exuding a vigorous and heroic aura on his body, on the contrary, he exuded a strong bookish aura when he raised his hands and feet.

The young man was apparently visiting the imperial capital of the Yin Shang Kingdom for the first time, and was very interested in the shops that lined the streets selling all kinds of crafts and even food.

Along the way, the young man spent at least a thousand taels of silver. But even so, no one could see a trace of heartache on his face, on the contrary, everyone who saw him would feel from the bottom of their hearts that this young man exuded a mesmerizing amiable atmosphere, which made people want to look at him twice.

Perhaps tired of walking, or wanting to enjoy the scenery of the restaurant, the young man stopped when he came to the front of the largest restaurant in the center of the imperial capital, hesitated for a moment, and entered the window seat on the second floor of the restaurant.

Called the man, ordered a few elegant side dishes, and asked for a pot of old wine, and the young man looked at the different scenery on the street without a match.

Suddenly, there was a terrible shout from the center of the street, and as soon as the sound was heard, a large number of pedestrians rushed towards the center of the street.

Because of the condescension, the young man saw at a glance that there were two ragged Hanako in the center of the street, hugging and crying.

One of them, a seven or eight-year-old Hanako, was obviously hungry and had fainted on the road, while beside him, another little Hanako, who was no more than ten years old, could not help but wail bitterly when he saw his companion fall to the ground.

There were a lot of onlookers, but there was no one who really pitied the two little flowers.

The little flower child, who was in his early tens, saw that he was kneeling down and begging, and no one gave him dry food and water to drink, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a cold light that was particularly inconsistent with his age.

Suddenly, Xiaohuazi smashed the broken porcelain bowl in his hand, grabbed the broken porcelain piece, slashed it on his wrist, and then stuffed the blood-spraying wrist into the mouth of the unconscious Xiaohuazi.

"Brother, wake up, wake up. Brother got you something to eat, you eat it quickly. Hanako called out loudly, and found that her brother, who was lying in his arms, had begun to suck and accept his own blood, and a satisfied smile appeared on his muddy face.

More and more blood was sucked by his younger brother, and the face of the little flower child became more and more pale. Although he was already feeling dizzy and his body was shaking, he couldn't bear to withdraw his wrist when he saw his brother looking very happy.

"Slow down, slow down, there's a lot more to this hot soup. Hanako whispered comfortingly.

More and more blood flowed down his wrist into his brother's mouth, which made the little Hanako unable to support it anymore, and her eyes went black and she passed out. Even though he was unconscious, his wrist was still reluctant to be pulled out of his brother's mouth, and he had a satisfied smile on his face after saving his brother.

"What a poor child, let that little doll continue to suck, this big doll, but it is going to die. In the crowd of onlookers, there were sighs.

Although many onlookers also felt unbearable, no one was willing to help the two children who were in desperate situations when no one spoke up.

At the window on the second floor of the restaurant, the scholar looked at the two little flowers on the ground, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes. Especially for the early ten years old named Hanako, who used blood to save his younger brother, it made the scholar feel admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, a cyan light and shadow shot out from the restaurant, and the guy who was preparing to serve the side dishes only felt a flower in front of him, and he could no longer see the figure of the scholar.

"What the hell?" The guy in the restaurant rubbed his eyes vigorously, and saw that there was a ingots on the table that weighed five taels, and the guy knew that he hadn't seen a ghost, but had seen a master with great strength.

Standing at the window, the guy unconsciously looked out. The man was surprised to find that the cyan figure turned into a streamer, rolled up the two little flowers on the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

The guy was lucky, he saw the whole process of Qingguang sweeping away the name Hanako, but the people who were watching only felt a breeze blowing in their faces, and they immediately lost the figures of two people named Hanako.

The sudden evaporation of Hanako made all the cold-blooded passers-by on the street feel a chill down their spines. The crowd dispersed, and many of them were so timid that they fell ill with fright when they returned home, and died soon after.

On the plain outside the imperial capital of the Heavenly Machine Kingdom, the scholar stood with his hands behind his back, and on the ground behind him lay the two little Hanako.

I don't know what kind of means the scholar used, the wrist was cut, and a large number of people who were already desperate were lost, and his injuries were completely recovered, and his complexion became particularly ruddy.

Waking up from a coma, the little flower immediately went to see her brother at her side. After making sure that his younger brother was only asleep, he looked around and found the scholar with a particularly tall and deep back.

"You saved me?" Although the little flower man was small, he was unusually calm and not frightened by the sudden change.

Seeing that the scholar just turned his back but didn't reply, Xiao Hanako didn't ask, but knelt down on the ground respectfully, kowtowed three times, and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for saving your life." If the seniors do not give up, please also leave your name, and if you have the opportunity in the future, Han Lin will be a cow and a horse, and he will definitely repay the seniors for saving their lives. ”

The scholar turned his head, and his dark eyes shot out a piercing essence.

He looked directly at the little guy who claimed to be Han Lin, and asked with a smile: "You said you wanted to repay me, but what did you use to repay me?" According to my calculations, although you escaped death this time, you will still be unable to escape the doom of starvation in the future, do you want to repay me as a ghost?"

The scholar's words made Han Lin bow his head in shame. This shame existed only for a moment, and then it was replaced by a hint of perseverance.

Han Lin raised his head, looked directly at the scholar, and said loudly: "Senior, no, I won't die, let alone let my younger brother die." Even if death comes, I'd rather give him a knife than let him take my brother. ”

The scholar glanced at the young child who was sleeping on the ground, then at Han Lin, and nodded approvingly.

Although this young man named Han Lin said this, there was an element of boasting, but his powerful mind could not be ignored.

The scholar asked himself, when he was ten years old, he would never say that death was coming, and he would rather give him a knife than let him take away his younger brother's bold words.

The more he looked at this little flower named Han Lin, the more the scholar liked this bloody child from the bottom of his heart.

After staring at Han Lin for a long time, the scholar finally made a certain decision, and his palm shook suddenly, forming a cloud of mist, enveloping the child named Han Lin.

"Han Lin, this is a set of kendo exercises that can make you eat and become a master. From now on, you have to work hard to cultivate, and you must not slack off, and I believe that one day you will be able to do what you said, and when the Grim Reaper comes to the door, you can also give him a stab. With that, the scholar's body slowly rose from the ground and flew into the distance.

Seeing that the scholar was about to disappear from sight, Han Lin realized that he was a blessing in disguise and got a great opportunity.

Han Lin knelt on the ground and bowed to the scholar's back very reverently. He shouted loudly, "Master, since you have taught me the exercises, can you tell me your name?" You can rest assured, I, Han Lin, will never be ashamed of my master in this life. ”

The scholars who were moving forward let out bursts of hearty laughter when they heard Han Lin's oath.

He didn't look back, but said in a voice transmission: "Little one, remember the promise you made to me today. The teacher is called Ye Feng, as for other information, after you have cultivated the Heaven Swallowing Decision to a small achievement, go to the Feng Alliance to find the alliance leader Luo Hu, and everything will naturally be known. ”

The scholar's voice fell, and there was no trace of him in the void. Seeing that the master had disappeared, a layer of moist mist rose from Han Lin's dark eyes.

"Ye Feng, this name will always be remembered by me. Han Lin bit his lip tightly and swore in his heart.

After making this vow, he sat cross-legged on the ground and immediately tried to breathe according to the exercises in his mind.

The scholar was Ye Feng, so Han Lin was naturally the disciple he collected for the Sword Hall. Unlike other sects that recruit disciples, Ye Feng does not pay attention to the qualifications of his disciples, but cares more about the character of his disciples.

Han Lin did not hesitate to sacrifice his life and use his own blood to save his younger brother, which made Ye Feng feel pity. However, this did not make him feel that he hastily accepted Han Lin as a disciple. It wasn't until Han Lin said that the god of death would also give a knife when he came, and he would definitely repay his kindness in the future, that Ye Feng decided to take Han Lin under the Sword Hall.

Just like Xiao Bai didn't give too much guidance on his own cultivation, Ye Feng didn't like to stay with his disciples and teach him carefully in everything.

In his mind, a disciple who is taught step by step can never become an outstanding genius, and if he wants not to curb the growth of his disciples, he must be given absolute freedom.

As for the untimely death of the disciple, Ye Feng was not afraid. He had already decided to entrust Han Lin to Luo Hu, with Luo Hu secretly taking care of him, Ye Feng believed that there were few people in this world who could take Han Lin's life.

After the matter of accepting apprentices was over, Ye Feng had a lot on his mind and galloped towards the north again.

He had already let go of all his distractions, and made the final decision, and after visiting Bi Luohua, he immediately flew to the outer heaven to go to the vast outer heaven to meet with his master and ancestors, and join hands to establish a peerless meritorious and immortal cause.