The night had begun, and the hazy moonlight was spreading, covering everything with a thin veil of lightness.

Outside the Wushuang City, Fang Tianhan walked between the mountain roads, his heart full of expectations for the future.

The reason why he left the Zhao family.

That's because Zhao Jingzhen wanted to go to the Zhao family's main cultivation room for retreat.

Without Zhao Jing's sting, that so-called home has no meaning to the other party's cold weather.

Moreover, he has now awakened the god-level martial vein, and has martial arts to cultivate, so it is inconvenient to stay in the Zhao family.

After walking all the way for a long time, a dense forest appeared in front of me.

The night wind shuttles through the mountain forest, and due to the special topography of the mountain forest, it gradually turns into a poignant sound similar to someone crying.

This place, called the Wailing Forest, is considered a bad place by the people of the Peerless City.

No one wants to come here during the day, let alone at night.

But Fang Tianhan was very familiar with this place.

Once when he was young, he lost his parents, was bullied in the Fang family, was teased, and was thrown into the depths of the Wailing Forest by some guys at night, which happened again and again.

Later, he was expelled by the Fang family, and as a last resort, he lived in the Zhao family, and whenever he was upset, he would come here alone.

Like a wounded lone wolf, licking and devouring its wounds in this place where no one disturbs.

And this time, he's here again.

It is no longer teased, it is no longer gloomy, but with hope and expectation.

After entering the Wailing Forest, Fang Tianhan found a simple cabin.

The wooden house was built by him.

After entering the wooden house, Fang Tianhan found that there seemed to be traces of passivity in the house, but he didn't care, maybe some birds and beasts in the Howling Forest had visited.

When he came to the Wailing Forest, he no longer had to worry about being disturbed, Fang Tianhan could also calm down and explore the characteristics of his god-level flame martial vein.

His mind sank into the dantian.

After reaching the Juyuan Realm, the martial artists who have recultivated to the Gathering Yuan Realm already have the ability to see inward.

Under the inner vision, Fang Tianhan saw the martial veins in his dantian...... To be precise, he saw that there was a round of scorching sun in his dantian!

Majestic and magnificent, exuding indescribable terrifying might!

That's when it happened.

In his dantian, a figure appeared, gentle and dignified.

"Mother!"

Fang Tianhan exclaimed.

Although the appearance of his parents in his memory was already very vague, Fang Tianhan was immediately sure that this figure was his mother.

"Tian Han, if you can trigger my spiritual power, it means that those people did not find you, and Hongying did not violate my explanation and helped you lift the seal.

At the beginning, when I sealed your martial vein, I also left a inheritance in the seal, and I didn't tell Hongying about this matter, because this inheritance, like your martial vein, involves a lot.

My child, I'm sorry for you with your father, but now I can be sure that you're safe, that's enough, my mental power can't be kept for too long, otherwise it will be easy to be discovered, so, I'm gone, it's cold, you must remember, no matter how difficult it is, you must persevere, don't give up, and live well! ”

After leaving this passage, the spiritual power left by Fang Tianhan's mother dissipated, and with it, a large amount of information, like an initiation, poured into Fang Tianhan's mind.

When Fang Tianhan digested this information, he already understood what the inheritance left by his mother was.

It's not martial arts.

It's an alchemy technique, called the Pill of Life and Death!

"Mother, what are you suffering about? Who are the people you are talking about looking for me? Fang Tianhan frowned and muttered to himself.

Hongying said before that his mother's inheritance could not be passed on to him, Fang Tianhan had already guessed, perhaps, it was the person who didn't know what identity for the time being could find himself through the inheritance.

And this Sutra of Life and Death should belong to the kind of inheritance that will not expose itself.

Didn't think much about it.

Fang Tianhan began to meditate, cultivating the Guiyuan Secret Codex.

The powerful effect of the god-level martial vein, combined with the Xuan-level supreme exercises, the speed of absorbing and refining the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was extremely fast, and after a night, although Fang Tianhan had not rested, he did not see the slightest fatigue, but he was full of energy.

The trap laid last night has caught a hare, and this is food.

After quenching his hunger, Fang Tianhan took out an ordinary iron sword that he had brought out from the Zhao family yesterday and began to cultivate the Thirteen Swords of Flame of the Yellow Order.

He had practiced swordsmanship before, and he could be regarded as having a certain foundation in swordsmanship.

Of course, the Thirteen Swords of Flame were martial arts used in conjunction with the vitality in the body, and it was also quite difficult for Fang Tianhan.

However, no matter how difficult it is, he will persevere.

Practice swords in the morning, practice the Guiyuan Secret Book in the afternoon, and study the Danjing of Life and Death in the evening before preparing to rest.

Although he didn't know much about alchemy for the time being, he knew very well how high the status of an alchemist was!

In Wushuang City, a first-grade alchemist, even the city lord of Wushuang City, will be treated with courtesy.

It's just that if you want to become an alchemist, you must also have a certain cultivation foundation, and you also need a lot of resources to consume practice.

Therefore, most of Fang Tianhan's energy was still focused on cultivation.

Time flies.

Before you know it, five days have passed.

In the early morning of this day, Fang Tianhan was practicing the Thirteen Swords of Flame, and suddenly, the vitality in his body shook, and the third meridian penetrated!

In five days, it was already a very fast speed to upgrade from the first level of the Juyuan Realm to the third level of the Gathering Yuan Realm.

And with the improvement of cultivation, Fang Tianhan was full of pride in his heart, and some of the difficulties and doubts of the Thirteen Swords of Flame were also like seeing the sun through the clouds, and the willows were bright.

"Huh!"

A sword stabbed out, and the sword light was in the air, blooming three sword flowers.

The three sword flowers exploded suddenly, and three explosions sounded out, and a fiery aura spread.

This is the first sword of the Thirteen Swords of Flame, Sanyang Kaitai.

Immediately afterwards, the sword stabbed out turned sharply in the air, changing to sweeping, this is the second move, the sword shines brightly!

One move after another, it was used from Fang Tianhan's hand, the movements were smooth, the sword light was shining, and the sixth move was taken out with it.

This sword, with a touch of determination, must have an indomitable momentum, and it is a move designed to kill the enemy!

After the sixth move was fired, Fang Tianhan stopped.

The arm trembled slightly, and the strength was extremely exertional.

However, there was a touch of joy and excitement on his face!

"I said that I would retreat in the cultivation room of the Zhao family master for a few days, maybe I have already been out of the customs, and I should go back to avoid her worrying." Fang Tianhan muttered to himself.

In the entire Wushuang City, he would only care about Zhao Jing's feelings.

Because, in the entire Wushuang City, there is only one Zhao Jingjing, who will worry about his safety.

I still remember that two years ago, he was injured outside Wushuang City and fell in a pool of blood and couldn't move.

On that day, it rained heavily.

For most of the day, he was not found.

In the end, it was Zhao Jingzhen who found him alone, and in the moment before he fell into a coma, Fang Tianhan saw Zhao Jingzhen's red eyes, and tears mixed with rain slid down his cheeks.

That scene.

He will never forget!