When Song Yifan heard this, he immediately grabbed the thin monkey's shoulder and asked, "How many days have I been gone?"

The skinny monkey replied, "Three, three days!." ”

Song Yifan asked directly: "That means grandpa hasn't come back for three days?"

There was a hunch in my heart that grandpa must have locked up Huang Lin and his family, grandpa was old and had no ability to resist.

When the time comes, he can only be slaughtered, and Song Yifan said to the thin monkey, "Thin monkey, you go back first, I will go to the Huang family immediately, I have to find a way to rescue grandpa!"

The thin monkey was shocked, "Yifan, are you crazy? Huang Lin has cultivators in their family, and they also have power, if you go, it will undoubtedly be equivalent to sending you to death!"

Song Yifan said categorically, "Even if you die, I will also come out of my grandfather!!"

The thin monkey said, "If I go with you, I should take care of it, and it is much better than you going by yourself." ”

Song Yifan looked at this partner who had played since he was a child, and he said very gratefully, "Thin monkey, you go back first, it's too dangerous to take you with me, I know you're for my good!!thank you!"

Saying that, Song Yifan turned around and ran in the direction of the town, calling the old man of the sword spirit with his mind as he ran.

He was about to open his mouth, only to see that the old man directly gave him a small pill, and then said, "Surge Pill, it can increase your strength by one level." But the consequence is that once the effect of the medicine has passed, you will collapse for a day, and your whole body will be weak, and this medicine is only effective for low grades, and high grades are ineffective!"

After speaking, Song Yifan touched the small yellow pill in his pocket, and went straight to the Huang family in the town with a light in his eyes.

When Song Yifan came to the door of the Huang family, it only took a short time.

Huang Lin was entertaining those fox friends and dog friends at the house at this time, and there were many beautiful women with good looks around him.

When they were spending their days drinking, they suddenly heard a loud bang in front of their house, and the door collapsed immediately, and they saw a young man at the door holding an iron sword at everyone.

That's right, this person is Song Yifan, his eyes are red at the moment, and he looks at Huang Lin and the others angrily.

At this moment, Huang Lin and the others were also dumbfounded, "How did this waste become so powerful?" someone said

Song Yifan said softly to Huang Lin, "If you don't want to die, just let my grandfather go!" ”

Huang Lin was also wondering at the moment, wasn't this waste thrown into the forest by his slaves?

Why is it suddenly here?

Huang Lin stumbled and said, "Song Yifan, don't be rampant, ,,, you." , My second uncle will come back in a while, don't,"

Just listen to the whoosh!, an iron sword directly pierced the head of the slave beside Huang Lin, and blood splashed everywhere!

At that time, everyone who was frightened retreated one after another!

Huang Lin was already frightened at the moment, sat on the ground, looked at Song Yifan in horror and said, "Song Yifan, you." , don't come over ,,, your grandfather, it was he who accidentally fell at my door,,,, and then ,。。 It was too late when I was taken to the hospital, no, don't blame me!!"

Song Yifan almost fainted when he heard it, grandpa, was he killed?

Saying that, Song Yifan directly hit a soul search technique, and directly read Huang Lin's memories in the last few days, only to see that that day grandpa asked Huang Lin to theorize, Huang Lin asked those slaves to drop grandpa at the door of their house, and then whipped grandpa's body one by one, and finally the grandpa who couldn't hold on didn't react after all.

When Song Yifan saw this, he was already crazy.

Song Yifan roared loudly, "Huang Lin, Huang family, I want all of your family to go to my grandfather's funeral!!"

Song Yifan's eyes were bleeding and tearing at some point, his eyes were red, and he directly ate the pill that the sword spirit gave him. The cultivation was immediately promoted to the middle stage of foundation building.

Song Yifan folded his hands, and the iron sword floated in front of him, at this time, the young man was like a messenger from hell, and the temperature around him immediately dropped.

Huang Lin looked at it and shouted, "Song Yifan, when did you become a cultivator,,。?" No way

Quick, go pick up my second uncle, quick"

He said to the slave next to him

The slave saw that something was wrong, and ran straight to the door, only to see Song Yifan wave with one hand, and the iron sword directly penetrated the slave's head, red and white, spewing out together, and some people next to him spit it out directly.

Most of them are shivering.

Huang Lin shouted at this moment and said, "Song Yifan, you can't kill me, my second uncle is also a cultivator, he will kill you and avenge me!!"

Song Yifan couldn't express his sadness in his heart at the moment, he just wanted to destroy the Huang family and make their family disappear completely.

Saying that, Song Yifan's hands were staggered, and the iron sword was like getting an order, one, two, three, all of them were hit with one blow, and all of them were heads.

At this moment, the Huang family's compound has been stained red with blood, except for Huang Lin, all of them have been killed by Song Yifan's iron sword, Huang Lin is about to go crazy at the moment, he just hopes that his second uncle will come soon, come and save him.

Song Yifan withdrew the iron sword and walked towards Huang Lin step by step, Huang Lin's mood at the moment was like Song Yifan's footsteps, whenever he approached him, Huang Lin's heart chuckled.

Saying that Song Yifan had already walked to Huang Lin's side, he remembered the pain of his grandfather when he left, the desperate eyes, and the worry about his mood.

As he spoke, he looked at Huang Lin and said slowly, "You, you can go to my grandfather's funeral!"

Huang Lin was already going crazy at the moment, and shouted loudly, "Grandpa Song, I was wrong, don't kill me,。。 I'll give you money, I have money, I'll let my second uncle promote you, let you go to cultivation,,, let you go to the sect to get more resources......"

Song Yifan ignored him and directly raised the iron sword and went straight to Huang Lin's head, and suddenly, a force attacked directly towards Song Yifan's back.

Song Yifan instinctively turned around and used an iron sword to cross his side, resisting that power, only to see a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe not far away, about forty years old, holding floating dust in his hand.

Without waiting for Song Yifan to speak, Huang Lin ran to the middle-aged man's side and shouted, "Second uncle, save me, kill him, kill ,,,,,,"

Song Yifan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him angrily, his cultivation was perfect, and he immediately built a foundation, but he took the pill himself, and to be honest, he was higher than him.

The man on the other side said gently, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know what mistakes my nephew made, it's worth your doing!"

Song Yifan said emotionlessly, "Kill people to pay for your life, pay off debts!!, he killed my grandfather, I will pay for his life, can't it???"

The middle-aged man was not idle at the moment, he was observing Song Yifan's cultivation and found that he was one higher cultivation than himself

At that time, I was shocked, "You?,。 Cultivation is higher than mine?"

Song Yifan pinched his hands at this moment, and a large amount of aura flowed into the iron sword, and the iron sword exuded a faint chill at this time.

The faces of Huang Lin and his second uncle over there changed directly, and his second uncle shouted directly to Huang Lin, "Run!!

Huang Lin ran out of the door with a roll, Song Yifan raised his iron sword and chased after him directly, and the middle-aged man sacrificed his own floating dust, intending to block Song Yifan.

It's just that Song Yifan's ferocity directly repelled the middle-aged man's dust, Huang Lin felt the fear of death at the moment, and found that his head had been pierced in a shout.

At this moment, Song Yifan said expressionlessly: "Don't mess with me in the next life... ”

The middle-aged man also felt the threat of death at this time, he didn't care about Huang Lin's life or death, and directly controlled the magic weapon to escape from this place of right and wrong.

It's just that he didn't wait for him to run far away and suddenly felt a cold in his chest, and when he looked down, the iron sword had pierced his chest, and his eyes couldn't believe that he was so dead!!

Although he knew that he was a monk, he knew that he was one level behind.

Song Yifan withdrew the iron sword, looked at the corpses in the courtyard, didn't say a word, and slowly turned around and walked towards his home.

At this time, his clothes were stained red with blood, and the pedestrians on the street did not dare to approach, he walked to the middle of the road like a devil, put the aura into his mouth, and shouted, "There is no more Huang family in this town!"

Song Yifan returned to his residence tiredly, because the backlash of the pill and the pain of losing his grandfather made it unbearable for him, an eleven-year-old child.

Slowly, in this pain, Song Yifan fell asleep, and when he saw his grandfather in his dream, he was still so kind and so docile.

As he spoke, he shed a tear of blood in his sleep.

Early in the morning, after Song Yifan got up, he found that his cultivation had dropped to the middle stage of Qi training, and his body was no longer weak.

The aura in his body nourished every inch of the meridians in his body, and after he got up, he packed up his clothes, looked at the place where he lived with his grandfather, and instantly felt sadness in his heart.

Today, Song Yifan came to the edge of the river in the forest again, because when he read Huang Lin's memory, he saw that they threw his grandfather into the river!

He wanted to find his grandfather's body, but in the evening, he hadn't found it, Song Yifan was desperate at the moment, he knelt by the river and kowtowed three times to the river!

He said loudly, "Grandpa, I hurt you, grandpa, don't worry, I have already avenged you! I destroyed the Huanglin family, you can look away." ”

Saying that, he knocked a few more.

When Song Yifan kowtowed, he didn't realize that there was a trace of golden light reflected in the river, and in the depths of the river, he went straight to the middle of the mountain.

Song Yifan stood up, wiped away his tears, and looked into the distance with a strong gaze.

I'm leaving, I'm going to train, I'm going to be stronger, I'm going to protect the people around me, and I'm not going to let you get hurt in any way.

Song Yifan turned around and didn't leave the forest, but used the secret techniques he cultivated on the periphery to kill many fierce beasts, of course, they were all low-level.

During this period, the old man of the sword spirit also came out, comforted Song Yifan, and said that the weak eat the strong in the cultivation world, and the comforting Song Yifan also opened his heart, and then pointed out Song Yifan's Xuanyuan secret method, as well as the basic sword technique, and then disappeared.

Song Yifan brought all the fierce beasts back and returned to his home, he asked the thin monkey to call all the neighbors to their house, the neighbors knew what had happened in the past few days, and they could only comfort Song Yifan after they came, because they were mortals after all, and their abilities were limited.

Song Yifan started with Aunt Wang and shared the demon beasts he hunted with everyone, everyone was very happy, and Song Yifan was in a much better mood when he saw their smiling faces.

Song Yifan told everyone that he was going out to practice, and everyone didn't stop him, after all, Song Yifan is now a cultivator, and he should go out to experience and increase his cultivation.

It wasn't until everyone had divided all the demon beasts that everyone dispersed, and Aunt Wang hadn't left, so she took out a pair of delicate cloth shoes from her arms.

"Yifan must take care of himself when he is training outside, and the aunt at home will take care of you, don't worry," Aunt Wang said with tears in her eyes

After all, Yifan was raised by him since he was a child, although Song Yifan was very naughty, after all, he was also half a son.

Song Yifan took Aunt Wang's shoes, and then hugged Aunt Wang and cried, "Yifan will come out in the future, and he will definitely take the people in our village to enjoy happiness!"

”

Aunt Wang also wiped her tears, and then said, "Rest, Yifan, I have to hurry tomorrow." ”

Saying that Aunt Wang was gone, Song Yifan was left at home, and that feeling of loneliness came to his heart, but it also dispersed.

Because after experiencing this incident, Song Yifan felt a lot stronger in his heart.

Song Yifan then called out the sword spirit, consulted about cultivation again, and then sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.

I only feel that the spiritual power emitted by my Danhai nourishes the whole body, impacting every meridian in the body, and those spiritual energy are like knives, cutting the meridians and assembling them, and the effect is better and better every time.

Moreover, he found that his meridians had been nourished by the aura emanating from Xuanyuan, and very complex runes appeared in his meridians.

The sword spirit saw his confusion and replied directly, "That's Xuanyuan's Great Dao Sanskrit, he can make your meridians extremely hard, and even every meridian can store aura!"

Song Yifan asked rhetorically, "In other words, if someone else kills me, my meridians will not be harmed?" And if the meridians of the whole body can store the aura, then can I understand that a monk of the same level can store the aura of an apple, and I can store the aura the size of a watermelon?"

The old man smiled and looked at Song Yifan and said, "You can teach, to be precise, your aura is even bigger than a watermelon!"

Song Yifan excitedly used his aura to impact the meridians, and suddenly felt a bang in his body, and the Danhai aura suddenly spread, and then gathered again, and the aura was purer than the last time!

"Suddenly, broke through?" Song Yifan said excitedly.

At this moment, the sword spirit was also dumbfounded and said, "What kind of demon are you, kid? It's only been a few days since you broke through?And the purity of Danhai is higher than last time, !!, faster, use your aura to continue to wash the marrow meridians!"

Saying that, Song Yifan directly ran the exercises and walked all over the body.

After about a few hours, Song Yifan slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and shouted, "Comfortable... ”

The qi training is complete, the bottleneck is over, and the next time I will break through the breakthrough directly to build the foundation.

Saying that, Song Yifan got up and looked outside, there were still a few hours before dawn, he wanted to set off secretly, and he didn't want others to see it.

Because of that kind of reluctance, it is really worrying.

Saying that, Song Yifan took the prepared package, set off for the largest imperial capital, and walked to the entrance of the village, Song Yifan slowly bowed in the direction of the village.

"I'm leaving, aunts and uncles, grandparents. Wait until I get back!"

Saying that, Song Yifan carried an iron sword on his back and carried his bags to the imperial capital of this area, the imperial capital of the Celestial Empire, where there are many registration offices for sects......