Even so, Han Feng was not satisfied with this, he still condensed his fighting qi over and over again, running large and small weeks, and enriching his meridians little by little.

Of course, after being promoted to the fourth rank, he can't be as clever as before, and he must first improve his fighting spirit to almost the same level before he can try to attack the level of the fifth rank. But even so, relying on the anti-heaven effect of the Heaven and Earth Technique, in just half a day, he also cultivated to the level of the middle of the fourth grade, and this efficiency is probably enough to make those genius prodigies on the mainland commit suicide by hitting the wall.

At this time, there was a sound of pushing the door outside, and Han Feng knew that it was his father who came back. So he stopped cultivating.

Han Yiyuan, who entered the door, was most concerned about Han Feng's injury at this time. Hurriedly stepped forward to check, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that Han Feng had not only recovered from his injuries, but even his fighting spirit had reached the third-rank realm.

You must know that Han Feng has been stagnant for a long time at the threshold of the basic second grade, and these words have made Han Yiyuan's hair turn white. Unexpectedly, Han Feng was accidentally injured this time, and he was a blessing in disguise, but he made a breakthrough in martial arts.

Han Yiyuan looked at his son in disbelief, and was stunned for a long time before he said in surprise: "Feng'er, you ...... You...... Are you fighting to the third grade?"

Han Feng nodded with a smile and admitted, and said, "Yes, Daddy, this morning I felt that my injuries were almost better, so I started to cultivate, but I didn't expect that the fighting spirit that had been stagnant for a long time actually moved, so I tried to break through, and the result really made me succeed." ”

When Han Feng said this, he thought differently in his heart, if his father knew that he was already a fourth-rank martial artist, he didn't know how he would feel.

In fact, he didn't deliberately hide his strength from Han Yiyuan, but as soon as Han Yiyuan entered the door just now, he hurriedly put his arm on his hand to investigate Han Feng's injuries. And Han Feng, who was not strong in his previous life, paid great attention to the way to save his life after suffering all kinds of encounters and setbacks, which also included hidden strength.

At that time, Han Feng had a special technique that could be used to hide his aura and part of his fighting qi cultivation, and now he was back in his youth, although his fighting spirit level was pitifully low at this time, Han Feng still habitually hid part of his strength.

Therefore, at this moment, Han Feng, who obviously already has a fourth-grade fighting spirit, only has the strength of the basic third-grade on the surface.

Rao is like this, and Han Yiyuan is also very happy.

"Okay!Okay!Okay!I knew that Feng'er would work so hard and definitely achieve something!haha!" Han Yiyuan said three good words in a row and laughed heartily. In his eyes, as long as his son makes progress, it is the happiest thing for him.

In order to celebrate his son's recovery and the improvement of his strength, Han Yiyuan enthusiastically took out the half jar of wine that had been treasured at home for a long time. Then I plan to cook a few good dishes and prepare them to comfort my son.

Seeing his father so happy, Han Feng was very moved in his heart, he knew in his heart that his father had two wishes in this life, one was to be recognized by the family in his lifetime, especially to be recognized by his grandfather as the patriarch. The other is that he hopes that one day he can get ahead and fight for him. That's why my father was so excited when he saw that his vindictiveness had improved.

After cleaning up his emotions, Han Feng smiled and said, "Dad, you've been running around outside for a day, let my son cook a meal for you today." ”

Han Yiyuan waved his hand and said with relief: "It's okay if you have this heart, it's okay for your father to do it, not to mention that your body is just right, so it's better to rest more." ”

"It's okay, Daddy, just let me come!" Han Feng insisted.

In the end, Han Yiyuan really couldn't resist Han Feng, and while he was relieved by his son's sensibility, he had to nod and agree, but he was still a little worried and stood beside him to help.

For most of Han Feng's previous life, he wandered the world alone. He not only learned the special cuisines of mainland countries, but also had extremely rich experience in doing it himself. Although the small arms and legs are still a little unwieldy, it is enough to make Han Yiyuan look at it in amazement. I wondered when my son had become so capable.

Under his father's gaze, Han Feng quickly prepared a few dishes.

Han Yiyuan took out the half jar of wine, poured himself a glass of wine first, and after hesitating for a moment, he also poured a glass for Han Feng. I saw him say happily: "Come, son, you have grown up, you are happy today, please have a drink with me." ”

Han Feng picked up the wine glass and touched it with his father.

In fact, in Han Feng's opinion, the taste of this wine is really very ordinary, compared to the various fine wines he has drunk in later generations, it is more than a little worse. However, with the current conditions of their father and son, it is already very good to be able to drink such a wine, and besides, even such a half jar of wine, my father is reluctant to drink it, and has treasured it to this day.

Both of them ate very happily at this meal, especially Han Yiyuan, who had a good amount of alcohol, but he got drunk early and was happily drunk.

Han Feng, who was standing in front of the window, looked up at the quiet night sky outside the window, and couldn't calm down for a long time. Looking at the bright moon, he thought a lot, remembered his countless near-deaths, remembered the arrogant trick he inadvertently obtained, remembered the master who took meticulous care of him, remembered the sect full of warmth, and thought of ......

In the four hundred years of his previous life, there were many people who helped him care for him, especially his father, his master...... It's a pity that in the end, he didn't have the opportunity to repay this kindness, which is also the biggest regret of his life. So he swore in his heart that if he had the opportunity in this life, he would repay them well.