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Whether or not to have a martial soul tower is an important sign of whether a family is strong or not, and it is definitely not a simple matter to build a martial soul tower, which requires an astonishing amount of manpower and material resources, and it also involves the connections of a family - it is not enough to be rich alone. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although there is only one Martial Soul Tower in the entire Han Clan's Martial Hall, which is a bit shabby compared to the few or even a dozen Martial Soul Towers of those big families in the Glowing Shengjing, this Martial Soul Tower is extraordinary, whether it is large or high, it ranks among the best in the entire royal capital of Sain, built more than two hundred years ago, and is the most important symbol of the Ming Lan Han Clan's prosperity.

A middle-aged beautiful woman in a pale green dress was waiting at the door, and when she saw Han Fei coming in, she smiled and made an inviting gesture: "Please come with me, I will take you to meet the ancestor." ”

"Thank you!" Han Fei politely agreed.

As soon as he stepped into the Martial Soul Tower, he keenly felt the rich spiritual power of heaven and earth inside, which was not unusual, because an important role of the Martial Soul Tower was to condense the spiritual power in the surrounding heaven and earth for the warriors to cultivate, but in addition to this, he also felt an invisible force falling on his body.

This force was not very strong, but with a faint coercion, Han Fei's divine soul instinctively became alert and trembled slightly, as if an extremely powerful existence was looking down on him.

Although the Martial Spirit Tower has a spiral ladder for going up and down, the quicker way is to use a special mobile spirit circle, and this middle-aged beautiful woman is the mage in charge of controlling the circle. After standing in the spirit circle, she took out her magic staff and recited the incantation, and the spirit circle led the two of them to climb up quickly, reaching the highest top level in the blink of an eye.

The top floor of the Martial Soul Tower was the highest point of spiritual power gathering, which only those with the highest status could have, and when Han Fei walked out of the Spirit Magic Array, two heavily armed guard warriors bowed down to him and saluted, and then pushed open a door.

Inside, there is a large hall with fresh air and bright light, a carefully polished reddish-brown log floor, and a small pool planted with Pu He on the left, from which a mischievous fish leaps out of the water and makes a splashing sound.

"Guests are coming, guests are coming!"

While Han Fei was looking at the environment inside, a strange voice suddenly came from the side, and with the sound of wings flapping, a beautiful red-billed parrot flew down to Han Fei's shoulder.

"Hello, little one!" Han Fei turned his head sideways and smiled to greet it.

Unexpectedly, this parrot actually replied seriously: "I'm fine, who are you looking for?"

Han Fei smiled: "I'm looking for Han Bixuan, can you take me to her?"

"Of course there is no problem...", the parrot pricked up one paw and said, "I want three vanilla sticks!"

What is that? Han Fei couldn't help but be stunned, and the parrot glanced at him disdainfully and said, "No? You're really bad, let's find it first!"

What kind of bird is this! Han Fei suddenly laughed, and was about to ignore this blackmailing parrot, when another voice floated over next to him: "Xiao An, you are not good again!"

As soon as he heard this voice, Han Fei couldn't help but tremble, it was so familiar, how many times had it ringed in his ears when he dreamed back at midnight.

"Bi Xuan!"

Han Fei immediately turned his head, only to see that more than ten meters away, the beautiful woman who was haunted by his dreams was standing there vividly!

She was wearing a goose-yellow plain dress, with a faint smile on her pretty face without powder, exactly the same as three years ago.

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Fei strode over and hugged Han Bixuan in his arms, his arms eager to rub her into his body.

After three years of waiting, it is for today's reunion, and all the hard work and hard work have all paid off in the best way!

Han Bixuan leaned Hao's head on Han Fei's shoulder, and wrapped her arms around his tiger waist, tears sliding down her eyes and wetting her clothes.

The two hugged tightly like this for I don't know how long before they reluctantly separated.

"I'm here!" Han Fei said as he stared at Han Bixuan's pretty face that had not dried up with tears.

"I know..."Han Bixuan's face unfolded an extremely moving smile, as if it was a flower blooming in spring: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Unable to hold back the feelings in his heart any longer, Han Fei lowered his head and kissed Han Bixuan's delicate red lips.

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly sounded in the ears of the two of them, this voice was obviously very low, but it roared like thunder in Han Fei's divine soul perception, and it actually produced a strong deterrent effect, making his movements can't help but stiffen.

Han Fei was shocked in his heart, obviously there was no third person in this hall, but the snort seemed to be coming from his side, so that he could clearly feel the meaning inside-boy, take it easy!

A name immediately came to Han Fei's mind, who else had such magical powers?

Han Bixuan sneered, glanced at him coquettishly, stretched out her Qianqianyu finger and pressed it lightly on his lips and said, "Don't make trouble, the old ancestor is waiting for you!

After speaking, she pointed to another room next to her, and then winked at Han Fei, showing a little cuteness.

Seeing Han Bixuan's expression, Han Fei was reassured, at least she hadn't suffered much here in the past three years, and she could also see that the old ancestor loved her quite much.

Nodding, Han Fei walked towards the room that Han Bixuan was referring to.

Inside was a cultivation meditation room, clean and tidy without a trace of dust, there was no extra furniture in it, and Han Fei could see at a glance that near the windowsill, an old man in white robe was sitting upright on the floor.

In front of him was a red sandalwood coffee table, a pot of tea and two porcelain cups, and the faint fragrance of tea lingered in the quiet room.

Just from the appearance, it is really impossible to tell how old this old man is, the long silver hair falls straight to the ground more than a meter long, and the face is ruddy and smooth without a trace of wrinkles, it is actually the appearance of a child, only a pair of dark gray eyes full of the vicissitudes of time.

What surprised Han Fei the most was that this old ancestor of the Han clan not only looked like a child, but also had the same thin body, and it was estimated that he would only be up to his waist when he stood up, and he was completely a dwarf!

However, Han Fei definitely didn't dare to underestimate him because of this, because the other party gave him an unfathomable feeling, and his small body seemed to contain endless terrifying power, and his divine sense couldn't get close to the other party for half a point.

Seventh-Order Legendary Warrior Eighth-Order Legendary Martial Sect No matter which rank it is, the strength that the other party has is something he can't match at all, although Han Fei is arrogant and uninhibited, his self-confidence is not arrogant.

Glancing at Han Fei standing at the door, the old ancestor snorted again, pointed to the position in front of him and said, "Sit!"

It was just this seemingly simple glance that made Han Fei feel creepy, and cold sweat immediately oozed from his back, and he felt that all his secrets seemed to be seen through by the other party!

Not daring to slack off in the slightest, he immediately took off his combat boots and walked to the coffee table and sat down.

Seeing that the two bone china cups on the coffee table were still empty, Han Fei's heart suddenly moved, and he reached out to pick up the teapot and pour tea for the porcelain cups.

His actions made the old ancestor's eyes reveal a look of satisfaction, he casually picked up a cup of hot tea and drank it all, put down the teacup and said lightly: "I heard that you defeated Han Tianjun's kid?"

The Old Ancestor's voice was not loud, but it fell on Han Fei's ears with incomparable pressure, making him feel that it was very difficult to answer.

Han Fei was shocked to realize that from being warned outside just now to now, he was crushed to death by the other party, although this was because there was a huge gap in strength, but he should not even be completely controlled by the other party.

If he didn't get rid of this awe, I am afraid that he would never be able to make a breakthrough in the cultivation of the martial arts state of mind from now on, this feeling is very subtle, but it is very clear.

Slowly putting down the teapot, Han Fei raised his head slightly and stared at the other party, secretly urging the Xuanmen Mental Method, his eyes were bright, and he replied without humility or arrogance: "Yes, Old Ancestor!"

The old ancestor smiled, and when he laughed, there were a few more wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and there was also a little more kind and amiable taste.

"That's right, no wonder Bi Xuan thinks to you, you really didn't live up to her expectations..."He smiled and said, "Han Fei, when will you be promoted to Sky Warrior?"

"A year ago!" Han Fei replied without concealment.

Once he saw through himself, the invisible power of the Old Ancestor against him suddenly disappeared without a trace, and Han Fei suddenly realized in his heart that he had taken another step forward in the cultivation of the martial arts state of mind, and it was a very important step.

There is no doubt that the old ancestor is also very aware of this, so his admiration is heartfelt.

"Eighteen... Amazing!" The old ancestor sighed: "I'm not as good as you, I only broke through to the peak of the fifth order when I was nineteen years old, and Han Tianjun was twenty-two years old!"

Originally, he had a good hope of stepping into the god level before the age of fifty, but he was too keen on power and spent too much energy on fighting for power and profit, and believed that this defeat would allow him to learn a lesson. As a samurai who pursues the supreme martial arts..."

He babbled and said, Han Fei listened quietly, without interjecting to express any opinions, like a disciple who couldn't be more respectful.

“... I've been here for almost a hundred years, and I've rarely seen a kid of a family as good as you. In the end, the old ancestor smiled and said, "And Bi Xuan is not bad, he is the hardest working and most talented among my seven disciples, and he has been promoted to a high-level ocean warrior in three years!"

"It's better for the two of you to stay and get married here!"

Han Fei suddenly lost his temper and his mouth grew.

(To be continued)