"Grandpa, the buns are here!" After entering the house, Yang Fan opened his throat and shouted, "Uncle Lin is here too!"

The last shouted, he was still secretly puzzled by Lin Qinghan's sudden enthusiasm: "Didn't Uncle Lin say before that you could go to him if you had any problems with cultivation, why did you seem to be very interested in my footwork?"

"Oh, Qinghan came so early. As the footsteps gradually got closer, Wang Dexi's surprised voice came from the kitchen, "Just let you help me boil the water, come to Xiaofan, let's eat first!"

Lin Qinghan walked into the kitchen with a smile and took the firewood from his grandfather in front of the steaming iron pot.

"Grandpa, let's boil the water, how can you let Uncle Lin come!" put the oiled paper bag in his hand on the table and pulled out the stool for grandpa.

Wang Dexi sat down silently and did not speak. Lin Qinghan glanced at him and added a piece of firewood to the stove: "Xiaofan, you hurry up and eat." I have the same relationship with Shuhua as a brother, and my relationship with him was ...... It's like you and Li Shaobai. With a hint of remembrance, Lin Qinghan had a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, leading Yang Fan to open a door that he had never seen before.

"Hey, Uncle Lin, who is this Shuhua, does it have anything to do with our family?" Yang Fan's words ruined the atmosphere, as if he had entered the door and turned around to tear down the door.

"Okay, Qinghan, tell the children what are you doing here. Wang Dexi, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Wang, Xiao Fan is also our family after all, so why hide it from him! Not to mention this matter, he should also know about it!" Lin Qinghan's title at this time revealed an unusual relationship with Wang Dexi.

Wang Dexi thought about it, then sighed heavily, got up and walked to the living room, and the whole person seemed to be languishing.

Yang Fan looked at the back of his grandfather Xiao Suo, and he was a little unbearable.

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"What! Wang Shuhua is Grandpa's own son!" Yang Fan was stunned for a long time, but Lin Qinghan's voice in his ears was still clear:

“...... At the beginning, Shuhua, as the team leader, protected dozens of people to retreat to the battle between Yang Chongshan and the Golden Horn Tiger. At that time, I couldn't get out, so only the owner of Liu Zhuang rushed to support. However, it is said that a Qi Induction Realm and a Body Grinding Realm master, plus more than eighty boiled skin guards, are more than enough for self-protection. ”

However, after a while, the Golden Horn Tiger dragged the owner of Yang Zhuang to his death, and the roar before he died actually gathered all the remaining demon beasts. Ten huge demon beasts of the Bone Forging Realm led the remaining thousands of beasts to rush towards the center of the village, Wang Shuhua and they bore the brunt, although they escorted the unconscious Liu Zhuang Master to the rear safely, they were also killed and injured. Lin Qinghan paused slightly when he said this, and continued: "Shuhua...... He also died in the process of retreating. ”

"But!" I saw a green tendon faintly protruding from the corner of his forehead, and his voice unconsciously mentioned for a while: "My Lin Qinghan's brother must not be an ordinary person, and he can also break through to the bone forging realm at that moment of life and death!"

"It's just ......" said this, his voice lowered again, "If he hadn't broken through on the spot, all the vitality in his body would have been absorbed by the bones, exuding the coercion of the Bone Forging Realm, attracting the attention of the other three Demon Beasts of the Bone Forging Realm......"

"Is this the real cause of death of my godfather whom I have never met...... Yang Fan thought silently, "Grandpa said that as soon as the golden-horned tiger died, the rest of the beasts fled back to the mountains under the leadership of the demon beasts, and now listen to Uncle Lin...... At the beginning, the beast tide was just like that, and it really didn't look like there were many casualties, but in fact, the escort team killed more than 6,000 people!"

Lin Qinghan let out a long sigh, and then stared at Yang Fan: "Xiao Fan, you know now, whether it is a body refiner or a qi refiner, as long as you are a cultivator, the dangers you have to face are all life and death!"

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Living room.

Wang Dexi sat on the chair with his eyes closed, but there were two crystals hanging under his eyes.

“...... If you are still alive, the child should be as old as Yang Fan. Tears opened the closed eyes, filling in the sparkling marks on the face.

"Squeak. ”

The door was quietly pushed open, and Wang Dexi hurriedly wiped the water stains on his face.

Yang Fan looked at the hand that his grandfather had just put down, the sporadic reflection on his face, and called softly:

"Grandpa!"

Wang Dexi forced a smile to himself: "Xiaofan, now you know who Wang Shuhua is." It's a pity that my son died young, otherwise, he would at least be able to cultivate to the Qi refining level now!"

"Yes, Uncle Wang, if it weren't for Qinghan's age, he would definitely be inferior to Shuhua. Lin Qinghan walked into the house and sighed, "He is more talented than me!"

Wang Dexi also figured it out at this time: "Fortunately, God let me meet Xiaofan again, and it is better to accompany me as a bad old man from now on than to be lonely and lonely at home alone." ”

Yang Fan stepped forward, held his hand, felt the weakness on the back of his grandfather's hand, and said softly: "Grandpa, how can you say that." If it weren't for you, I would have fed the tigers and beasts a long time ago, and I would have liked how easy it would be to accompany you. ”

"Xiao Fan, you go to cultivate first, and I'll talk to Uncle Wang for a while. Lin Qinghan stood aside and smiled slightly.

Turning his head to look, he saw that his grandfather nodded slightly, and then he left the house.

Taking a deep breath of the slightly hot air, Yang Fan decided to go to Li Shaobai now to consult some cultivation experience. Although Uncle Lin let him find him at any time if he had any problems, he was an elder after all, and Yang Fan felt that there would be many cultivation problems that would trouble him in the future, so it was better to find a peer who could talk to him about this small problem.

There was still a hint of dryness in the summer morning, and he didn't feel hot, but the squeaky of cicadas in the trees beside the road reminded people that the hot day was about to begin again.

Yang Fan basked in the sunshine, turned onto the path and went straight north. The courtyard walls on both sides cast large shadows, and after walking for a while, I heard a burst of immature voices, as if the children were diligently seeking advice, and a deep voice was carefully teaching.

The breeze swayed the branches, and Yang Fan couldn't help but be attracted by the sound.

"A pinch of a pinch, a pinch of it. Say 'people'!"

Through the doors and windows, you can see the 100-square-meter lobby with scattered beams and pillars standing like paulownia trees, and a middle-aged man in dark Confucian clothes who is similar to Li Shaobai's face is shuttling among them, spitting out a voice.

Standing at the door, I saw 30 children about four or five years old holding their pens upright, writing the word "ren" on the paper one by one, and reading aloud: "Ren!" ......

"Uncle Li, hello!" Yang Fan stepped forward to say hello after waiting for the middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian to step out of the room after his homework was assigned.

"Hmm, hello. Yesterday, Shaobai said a lot of things about you in the mountains, and he was full of praise for your ability to break through to the realm of boiling skin at the moment of life and death!"

Li Wenyu nodded with a smile, extremely satisfied with Yang Fan's politeness. Although the Daxuan Empire is politically honest and the literati are polite and polite, there are still many martial artists who are arrogant and arrogant regardless of etiquette. I thought that such a young Skin-Boiling Realm refiner must have no one in his eyes, but he didn't want him to be so polite. Hearing him call himself an uncle, he must be the brother that his son made yesterday.

Originally, I was afraid that Shaobai was a hot-headed brother who made friends on a whim, but now when I met Yang Fan, I saw that his face was resolute and the corners of his mouth were warm, but he was a young man-like character, and he was relieved.

Yang Fan heard the satisfaction in his uncle's words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile: "Shaobai, he praised me again." If he hadn't guarded me, I would have died on the mountain, how could I have broken through!"

"Haha, young people nowadays, there are not many people as modest as you, not bad!" Li Wenyu praised, and then turned around and glanced into the room:

"Okay, I won't bother you young people about the matter, you want to go to him, right?" Shaobai has been waiting for you at home. ”

Yang Fan bowed and saluted: "Then don't disturb your uncle's lecture." It's just that... I don't know where my uncle's house is?"

Li Wenyu nodded: "Continue to the north, there is a plum blossom forest planted in front of my house, which is easy to recognize." ”

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A large expanse of sunlight shone on the branches, and the dark branches reflected a jet black light. The haughty Lamei only waits for the coldest time of the year to bloom in her glory.

Yang Fan walked for a while, and saw this plum blossom forest dozens of meters long, and there was a family at the end, and the vermilion gate was open, revealing the courtyard inside.

As he approached, he saw a man and a sword churning endlessly in the courtyard, like a swallow swooping, like a dragon going out to sea. When Yang Fan walked in the door, the figure gradually stopped, and it was Li Shaobai's figure.

"Haha, Xiaofan, you're finally here!" Li Shaobai let out a sigh of relief and said happily.

"Originally, I could have come a long time ago, but Uncle Lin went to my house to find my grandfather early in the morning, it seems that there is something to discuss, so I came out of the house!" Yang Fan defended, "I saw you practicing swords from afar." Shaobai, you are really powerful, you can create this kind of swordsmanship by yourself!"

Li Shaobai said proudly: "Where, where, although the swordsmanship is powerful, it has been stuck on the fifty-ninth style for a long time." If you go further, it will definitely be the middle stage of boiling, and the grinding of the body can be expected!haha!"

Seeing that he was still like this, Yang Fan was also speechless. From the middle stage of boiling skin to the realm of grinding the body, there is still a long gap in between.

"Come on, don't look at me like that. How can I brag about it. In the future, the realm will be high, don't forget to point out as a brother!" Li Shaobai saw Yang Fan's eyes, and hurriedly put on a nonchalant look, diverting the topic.

Yang Fan feigned anger and said: "Who will be the brother and who will be the brother has not yet been decided, so you can take advantage!"

"Cut, then you have a way, how do you talk about brothers?" Li Shaobai dismissed.

"By my age, I'm fifteen!"

"In a few days, I'll be eighteen. ”

"Then according to the cultivation speed!"

"Hey, you're cheating!" Li Shaobai, who was originally disdainful, glared, "Can you still call people like you to cultivate so fast!"

Now it's Yang Fan's turn to be proud: "What's wrong, who let me cultivate so fast!"

"You're too young! Otherwise, we'll fight now and be the eldest brother if we win!"

Yang Fan laughed: "Forget it, I won't fight with someone who is about to boil your skin." Since you are one year older than me, you will be the eldest brother if you are the eldest brother!"

Seeing that Yang Fan agreed so happily, Li Shaobai became suspicious: "Xiaofan, why are you so happy now, isn't it ......"

"Cut, or I'll be the big brother?"

"Well, that's not what I meant! Well, since you're so happy, I'll be happier too!" said him, and went to the room to find a white porcelain bowl, and brought water, and first cut his finger and dripped blood from his heart.

Seeing this, Yang Fan also swiped his finger towards Lin Qinghan's sword, dripping blood into the bowl.

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