Listening to his son's confident words, Han Yiyuan's heart suddenly felt a lot less worried, he patted Han Feng's somewhat thin shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's my father who is useless, he has lived for so many years, but he wants his son to persuade him in turn." ”

After a pause, Han Yiyuan continued: "Okay, it's getting late, let's rush overnight tonight to avoid being caught up by the family." ”

As he spoke, two figures, one large and one small, hurried into the distance.

A few days later, in a small town hundreds of miles away from Han's house, two figures, one tall and one short, walked around.

"Feng'er, is this it?"

"Yes, Daddy, this is the destination, Yunshan Town. ”

The two people who spoke were Han Yiyuan and Han Feng, father and son, who had just fled from Han's house overnight not long ago.

After a few days of driving, the two of them will not feel tired except for the dust on their faces. After all, Han Yiyuan had the cultivation of a second-grade fighting spirit, and Han Feng relied on the help of a magical mental method like the Proud Heaven and Earth Technique, and his physical strength recovered a little along the way.

"I believe that when we get here, it should be safe, let's find a place to rest first, and then make plans!" Han Yiyuan said to Han Feng.

So, the two went to an inn in the town, intending to have a good meal.

When they arrived at the inn, because of the rush to and fro, and the fact that Han Feng's father and son were originally dressed a little shabby, the people in the inn almost regarded the two of them as beggars asking for food.

However, when the innkeeper saw Han Feng take out a large bag of money from his pocket, he immediately put on a smile and welcomed the two in.

I ordered a few dishes at random, and the two of them quickly ate them.

After eating, Han Yiyuan asked about Han Feng's plans. Han Feng thought about it carefully, and then said: "At the beginning, the white-bearded old man just told me that if something happens, you can go to this town and wait for him, and then he will appear himself, in this case, it is better for us to find a place to stay first." As for the future, let's take a long-term view. ”

"It's okay, just according to what you say!" Han Yiyuan didn't really have any idea, and since his son said so, he nodded in agreement.

What kind of unwarranted white-bearded old man, of course he didn't say such a thing, the main reason why Han Feng chose to go here was that the location of Xuantian Sect was here.

In this life, he still wants to enter Xuantian Sect, and he doesn't want the regrets of his previous life to repeat again, so he wants to help Xuantian Sect survive the crisis of extinction that he will face in a few years.

That's the main purpose of his here. Of course, if you count it, it is still a little earlier than the time for Xuantian Sect to recruit disciples.

After that, Han Feng found a courtyard in the suburbs that was not too big. Because when he was leaving, Han Feng scavenged a lot of money from Han Zhengping's father and son and the two slaves. So Han Feng's father and son rented this place together.

In this way, Han Feng and his son finally had a place to settle temporarily.

However, in this way, most of the money stolen has been spent, and Han Yiyuan is a little worried that he will sit on the mountain, so he thinks about going to the town to find some work.

It's just that as soon as this idea was mentioned, it was stopped by Han Feng.

Han Feng comforted his father, saying that there would be a way to deal with the matter of money soon. Because of these words, Han Feng's outstanding performance, Han Yiyuan no longer insisted.

After the father and son settled down, Han Feng asked his father to boil some water, and he put the leftover medicinal herbs brought from home into the pot and boiled them.

Although they have now left the Han family's sphere of influence and there will be no more danger, the strength of the father and son is always better to become stronger sooner.

In the eyes of Han Feng, a former Heaven Rank master, let alone his current self, even if his father's second-grade cultivation was not at all, and with his father's good qualifications, this cultivation was indeed a little unworthy of him.

After getting the medicinal bath right, after his father entered the medicine barrel, Han Feng also stepped aside and began to cultivate.

After a long time, Han Yiyuan, who had completed the medicinal bath, only felt comfortable, and the previous fatigue was swept away, and more importantly, he found that the fighting spirit in his body, which had been stagnant for a long time, seemed to have signs of rushing through the level, which couldn't help but surprise Han Yiyuan.

Immediately seeing Han Feng who was still cultivating on the side, he thought again that just by relying on this magical prescription in his son's hand, he would not worry that the father and son would starve to death, so his previous worries suddenly became invisible.

Han Yiyuan, who was relieved, slept extra sweetly this night.

The next day, just after dawn, Han Feng woke up from his cultivation, and when he saw that his father had already gotten up, he asked with a smile, "Daddy, are you awake?"

"It's getting late, it's time to wake up. It's really uncomfortable to be idle all of a sudden. Han Yiyuan smiled, and then reminded with concern, "Feng'er, I know that you are very diligent and hardworking, but you can't rush into cultivation, that will only have the opposite effect, and you should take a break once in a while." ”

Han Feng nodded, which was an answer. He couldn't explain that he had already reached the Heavenly Rank realm in his previous life, so he wasn't worried about the situation of unstable foundation due to cultivating too quickly.

Immediately, Han Feng thought for a while and said, "Daddy, last night I told the white-bearded old man about your cultivation, and he gave me a mental method, I'll tell you about it now!"

"What?" Han Yiyuan jumped up, "That white-bearded old man, he was already here last night?"

"Hehe, yes, the old man told me before, as long as I have any difficulties, when I come to Yunshan Town, he can find me. Han Feng's little face was full of pride.

"Then did he tell you anything?" Han Yiyuan couldn't help but get excited. He had no doubts about the ability of this white-bearded old man.

"He, he taught me a mental formula, so I can memorize it. However, he said that this is not for me to practice, but for your father. ”

"The heart method is for me?" Han Yiyuan was slightly surprised.

Han Feng nodded and said, "Yes, the old man said that cultivating this mental method requires at least human-level cultivation, and I'm still a little early, but you're just right, Daddy." Daddy, I'll write it down silently, lest I forget it after a long time. ”

"Good, good. Han Yiyuan nodded again and again, and immediately found pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for his son. He was not in a hurry to learn new martial arts, but for the sake of his son's future. Although his son is not yet at the human level, he will be able to reach it one day, and the mental method taught by the white-bearded grandfather is better than the ones he knows, right?

Grinding away the ink, Han Feng meditated in his heart about the book "Burning the Eight Desolations" found on the corpse of a Heaven Rank master in his previous life, and his pen was flying.