After the fist shadow appeared, it seemed to be engraved in the air, forming fist marks one after another.

These fist prints distorted space, and the terrifying power began to surge like a tidal wave.

There was a "snap", and another crisp slap.

Lin Haotian's whole person flew up again, and he slammed into a wall again, and at this time, his faces on both sides were swollen like pigs.

"You *** little turtle cub, I'm going to kill you." Lin Haotian came back to his senses and roared angrily.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from his body, and a circle of golden light radiated from his blood.

Han Qing's eyes were even more cold, and he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it with one palm, directly pressing him to the ground.

Lin Haotian kept struggling, but even if he fully activated the power of the bloodline, it would be to no avail.

In the eyes of others, Lin Haotian at this time is just like a pet puppy struggling in the hands of people.

"Didn't the above say that this deputy leader Lin is a real immortal vein cultivator who can suppress all the monks in the east?"

"Hehe, yes, isn't he being suppressed by Mr. Han now? It's like a dog, and you can only bark incompetently."

"Be quiet, after all, we are under his hands, beware of being retaliated against by him."

Those secret service members who were watching secretly not far away were all talking to each other.

It's just that although their words are whispered, Lin Haotian's hearing is to take all these sarcasm into his ears.

He felt a great shame in his heart, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fainted directly in anger.

"Han Qing, you better go quickly, there is someone above him." Shang Dong'er saw Lin Haotian's appearance like this, and immediately whispered to Han Qing.

Han Qing sneered, glanced at the unconscious Lin Haotian, didn't say anything, and left directly.

Soon after, a luxury villa in the imperial capital.

Lin Haotian had come to his senses and was standing in front of an old man with a humiliated face.

"Grandpa, I'm going to kill that turtle grandson named Han Qing, I'm going to peel off his skin and pull his tendons." Lin Haotian said sadly.

"It's a shame, our immortal family Lin family, this has just returned, you lost such a big person to the family, I told you before, this Han Qing is not simple, let's find out his strength first, but for a woman, hit someone else's gun, did your brain be eaten by a dog?" The old man hated the iron and scolded him.

"Grandpa, I'm a little impulsive, but it's the first time I've had such a strong feeling for a woman, and besides, your old man also said that Shang Dong'er's physique is very suitable for our Xianmai family, and the Xianmai family that was born now is not only our Lin family, aren't I afraid of being robbed?" Lin Haotian argued.

"You...... You're really stubborn, don't worry about that kid's business, grandpa will arrange it." The old man said in a deep voice.

"Grandpa, how can this be done?" Lin Haotian was anxious.

"There's no need to discuss, this Han Qing is now in the limelight in the cultivation world, but the higher he stands, the harder he will fall, he has a shallow foundation, and if he wants to overwhelm the cultivation world, he has to ask our immortal vein family if he agrees."

"So, you're going to have to be patient, you know? If you ruin the family affairs, grandpa can spare you, but the family law can't spare you." The old man snapped.

Lin Haotian shrank for a moment, and could only nod unwillingly: "I understand, grandpa."

Spring City, Jiangxin Island.

Han Qing and Yun Chuchu lingered all night before hugging each other and enjoying the warm moment.

"Han Qing, now there are more and more cultivators from all walks of life who have come to visit Spring City, haven't we all seen us?" Yun Chuchu asked.

"No, I finally relaxed, I don't want to be disturbed." Han Qingdao.

He knew very well that such a leisurely day would not last long, and the world was becoming more and more unpeaceful.

On the side of the beautiful country, he must still have to make a trip.

The people behind the scenes on the non-land side, the secret space of the Heaven Turning God Sect, and the death of his parents were all like thorns, piercing his heart

Village.

If these thorns are not removed, they will slowly become his inner demons, and he will never be able to cultivate with peace of mind because of this inner demon.

The two of them got tired for a while, and then Han Qing got up from the bed.

By this time, it was already noon.

Han Qing came to the pavilion on the edge of the island, and at a glance he could see many people on both sides of the river.

These people are all monks from all walks of life in the cultivation world.

Some are representatives of the major forces, and some are directly the arrival of the entire family and the whole family.

There are even those from overseas.

"There's no way to go on like this." Han Qing muttered to herself.

"Young master, you're right, it's really not a way to go on like this." Mi Daworm was behind Han Qing, and then he began his words.

However, the emotions in the tones of the two are completely different.

Han Qing was a little nothing, but Mi Daworm was excited.

"Big worm, what do you think?" Han Qing asked indifferently, then took out a cigar and put it in his mouth.

Mi Da Worm bent down and lit a fire for Han Qing, and laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth cracked to the root of his ears: "Young Master, don't you know, during this time, how annoying our monks of the Han Sect are, even if a disciple who purchases materials goes out, he will be entangled by countless monks, and all kinds of good things are desperately stuffed into his body, so he can't do it."

"If it's so annoying, just blow them all away." Han Qingdao.

"Young master, don't, many Taoist friends have come from thousands of miles away, and some of them have come from all over the country, just to pay homage to the young master's demeanor?" Mi Daworm hurriedly said.

"Don't shoot on the back, tell me what you think." Han Qing scolded with a smile.

Mi Da Worm immediately coughed a few times, cleared his throat, and said preparedly: "Young Master, according to Da Worm, we conform to the will of the people and hold the last Oriental Dao Conference, and our Han Sect will become the leader of the Eastern cultivation world, and it will be a matter of course."

Han Qing swallowed the clouds and spat out the fog, but did not respond.

Mi Da Worm glanced at Han Qing cautiously and continued, "Young Master, we all admit that we are a little vain, but now in the Eastern Cultivation Circle, who can lead the group except for the Young Master? Besides, we in the East are now in a state of leaderlessness, but the Heaven Turning Divine Sect in the West is constantly infiltrating, and if we don't set up a banner, then the Eastern Cultivation World will be a plate of scattered sand."

"I know that the young master doesn't want to deal with these trivial matters, but the trivial matters are handled by others, and what the Eastern cultivation world lacks is a spiritual pillar like the young master."

Han Qing thought about it in his heart, it seemed that this was the case.