Lin Zhenkun of the Lin family's mansion sat in the side hall, looking at Lin He in front of him with a cold face.

Since being defeated by Han Feng last time, Lin He has never taken half a step out of the Lin family. In the past three months, many people thought that Lin He was still recuperating from his injuries.

Even some people from the Lin family think the same way.

In fact, the opinions of these people are also understandable, just looking at Lin He's pale appearance at this moment, anyone who looks at it will think that his injuries are extremely serious.

It's just that only a few people know the true situation of Lin He, and Lin Zhenkun in front of him is one of them.

But it was only at this moment that he learned the news.

When he saw Lin He who suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression was stunned at first, and then he was angry.

Unlike others, the paleness on Lin He's face, Lin Zhenkun knew at a glance that it was not caused by injury, and Lin Zhenkun was also particularly familiar with this kind of pale color that violated common sense.

This clearly has the same characteristics as the Jisa of the Namu Imperial Palace.

Seeing this, Lin Zhenkun still didn't understand what stupid things his grandson had done.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhenkun couldn't help but be afraid of the case, and shouted angrily: "Confused! You made such a decision without my consent, you ......"

Lin Zhenkun's heart was full of anger, but he couldn't find the words, so he could only stare at Lin He in front of him with a gloomy face, and at the same time, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Hearing Lin Zhenkun's angry shout, Lin He, who had been standing there, also raised his head, revealing a pale face that looked like he had lost too much blood.

I saw a trace of inexplicable hatred flash in Lin He's eyes, and then a gloomy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Grandpa, this is my own decision, I don't regret it!"

"Presumptuous! What do you know!" Lin Zhenkun saw that Lin He didn't seem to have any remorse at all, and couldn't help but shout angrily again.

Walking in front of Lin He in three or two steps, Lin Zhenkun grabbed Lin He's arm, and a fighting spirit continued to pour into Lin He's body.

After a while, Lin Zhenkun's brows were already tightly furrowed, and his face was even more gloomy than before.

Letting go of Lin He's arm, Lin Zhenkun walked back to his seat, sat down a little dejectedly, sighed, and muttered: "Is it a Heavenly Rank First Grade? The Martial Emperor Palace's hand ability is indeed unpredictable, and it can actually make a Ground Rank First Rank martial artist raise his fighting spirit to the Heaven Rank First Rank in just three months." ”

That Lin He, who seemed to be still indulging in the powerful power that he suddenly obtained, heard Lin Zhenkun say this, and couldn't help but answer: "Grandpa, you don't understand, until this moment, I don't know why so many people are desperate to enter the heavenly level, this kind of power to control heaven and earth is really wonderful, this is a feeling I have never felt before." ”

"Confused! Do you know that although you can forcibly raise your cultivation to the Heavenly Rank in a very short period of time, from then on, it is almost impossible for you to improve your strength. Moreover, the method of the Martial Emperor Hall is extremely cruel, look at your current appearance, do you know that your strength is exchanged for your life. Lin Zhenkun said in a deep voice.

Who knows, when Lin He heard Lin Zhenkun say this, he laughed strangely and said: "Grandpa, of course I know this, but the Martial Emperor Palace has promised me, and three days later, he will conduct the second festival for me, as long as I can pass this festival, the fighting spirit can directly enter the second grade of the heavenly rank." ”

"What?" When Lin Zhenkun heard this, he couldn't help but stand up and said in shock: "You don't want to die?"

For the festival of the Martial Emperor Palace, Lin Zhenkun, an ally who has dealt with the Martial Emperor Palace for so many years, has naturally heard of it.

Looking at the once high-spirited grandson in front of him, but now he has become a dark and weird appearance, Lin Zhenkun really doesn't feel good in his heart.

The festival of the Nawu Emperor Hall is an extremely strange secret method.

According to Lin Zhenkun's understanding, everyone in the Martial Emperor Hall had been baptized by this festival.

Only those who survive the festival can become a member of the Martial Emperor Palace. At the same time, after the baptism, the strength of the members will skyrocket to varying degrees.

Of course, there are also different levels of this festival, which need to be arranged according to the different physical endurance of each member.

As far as Lin Zhenkun knows, the current festival of this Martial Emperor Hall is divided into four types.

From lowest to highest, it is divided into fire sacrifices, blood sacrifices, spirit sacrifices, and finally divine sacrifices.

As for the Dizuo that Lin Zhenkun had come into contact with before, he was a member of the blood sacrifice.

The so-called blood sacrifice is a secret technique that activates the hidden power of the blood in the human body through special techniques, so that the members who accept the blood sacrifice can greatly improve their fighting spirit in a very short period of time.

It's just that this secret technique is very domineering and cruel.

Because the members who go through the blood sacrifice have to endure great suffering. First, the heart-rending pain of the blood being completely drained.

And after the bloodline was stimulated, the original ** and veins could not adapt to the surging fighting qi, resulting in the tragic torture of the veins in the body being destroyed.

It can be said that the pain caused by the blood sacrifice, if it is not a person with a strong mind, will often be painful to death in the middle of the blood sacrifice, and the blood sacrifice will be declared a failure.

But once you pass the blood sacrifice, you can basically obtain the strength equivalent to that of a heaven-level first-grade powerhouse.

And if the body's endurance is sufficient, you can continue to perform the second blood sacrifice, or even the third blood sacrifice, until the blood in the body is completely drained without leaving a trace of it.

At this time, you can choose a more advanced spiritual sacrifice.

However, although the benefits of this blood sacrifice are so tempting, the price to be paid is not just the inhuman suffering brought by the simple blood sacrifice.

What's more serious is that every time the potential of the blood in the body is stimulated, it is accompanied by an overdraft of vitality.

In other words, this kind of blood sacrifice is a secret technique that overdraws life force in exchange for great power.

This is also why Lin Zhenkun was so angry after learning that Lin He had actually passed the blood sacrifice.

Moreover, Lin Zhenkun is also clear, just like that Dizuo, although it does seem to have a heaven-level fighting spirit, but this kind of power exchanged through blood sacrifice is extremely unstable. Moreover, he does not have the innate fighting spirit that a heaven-level powerhouse has, as well as the comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth.

Therefore, this kind of power in exchange for taking shortcuts is not a real earthly heaven level fighting spirit.

This was also why, Han Feng had a strange illusion when he met the people of the Martial Emperor Hall several times before.

Just like Fei Lao defeated the anti-Di Zuo in two moves before, if it wasn't for the last Di Zuo to use the secret technique to escape, I am afraid that he would have died at the hands of Fei Lao at that time.

In other words, that is to say, the Dizuo of the Martial Emperor Palace, as well as the current Lin He, these martial artists who have passed the blood sacrifice, although their fighting spirit has reached the Heavenly Rank, they can only be called the Pseudo Heavenly Rank, and they are not really Heavenly Rank powerhouses.

However, Lin He didn't seem to care about these at all, at this time, his pale face was full of hideousness, and his tone was full of incomparably solemn words: "Grandpa, you don't have to persuade me, since I have chosen this path, then I can only continue to walk, if you want to blame, blame the damn Han Feng, when he said that he brought me humiliation, I must wash it with my own hands." ”

"But you don't have to use such an extreme method, with your qualifications and the support of the Lin family behind you, you will definitely be able to step into the heavenly step in the future, so why rush for a while. Lin Zhenkun said helplessly.

Who knows, Lin He waved his robe and said hatefully: "Grandpa, I don't want to do this either, but Han Feng's strength and talent far surpass me, and now I heard that he has entered the eighth rank of the ground level, this kind of cultivation speed, even if I spend ten times as much effort, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up, so I will choose to cooperate with the Martial Emperor Palace, I will kill Han Feng with my own hands when you make a move, grandpa." Haha!"

In the palace, Han Feng sat in the small courtyard, squinting his eyes as if thinking about something, Xiao Ling on the side was sitting beside him with a smile on his face, and a pair of jade hands picked up the small fruit in front of him, gently peeled off its shell, and then placed it on the small plate next to him one by one.

After a while, when the small plate was full of crystal-clear and tempting fruits, Xiao Ling stopped what he was doing and said softly, "What are you thinking? Hurry up and often have this fruit, this is a tribute that my father asked me to take." ”

Hearing this, Han Feng turned his head and looked at Xiao Ling's delicate face, and then opened his mouth to bite the fruit handed by Xiao Ling directly.

I don't know if Han Feng deliberately took Xiao Ling's onion white fingers into it.

And Xiao Ling's fingers quickly retracted their fingers like an electric shock after touching Han Feng's gentle mouth. On the crystal pretty face, there is a hint of charming redness.

Giving Han Feng a little disgusted, Xiao Ling simply sat aside and ignored Han Feng.

Seeing Xiao Ling's shyness like this, Han Feng also laughed happily. Seeing that Lu'er, who was standing not far behind the two, was confused and didn't understand what was going on.

It's just that Lu'er was very dissatisfied with Han Feng, and even let her fairy-like princess feed him with her own hands. If this spreads, it is estimated that it will cause a lot of stirring.

And looking at Han Feng's expression of course, Lu'er couldn't wait to step forward and give Han Feng a few punches, but when she thought of the strength that Han Feng had shown before, Lu'er, who knew that she was not an opponent, could only glare at Han Feng fiercely, so she stood aside and played with the flowers and plants next to her, ignoring the two of them.

At this time, Xiao Ling's shyness also gradually receded, so he asked with some curiosity: "Han Feng, these days, look at how busy you are these days. Who the hell is that old man you brought back?"

Hearing this, Han Feng smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't underestimate him, in a month, he will definitely surprise you." ”

Seeing that Han Feng didn't say anything, Xiao Ling glanced at Han Feng and didn't continue to ask, but he was still a little curious in his heart.

(To be continued)