At this time, the sun has gradually sunset, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles the whole small mountain village, so that the small mountain village is wrapped in a layer of red, and the sunset in the stream rises and falls with the water, and sometimes you can see a fish or two shuttling back and forth, as if playing with the red sun in the water. There were also three or five children in groups by the stream, some catching fish, some washing clothes, and some fetching water in front.

There is a wooden barrel in the room, and there is a sturdy boy sitting in the barrel, it can be seen that this boy is very delicate between his eyebrows, with a knife-cut face and thin lips, he is Haoran, and all he has left at this time is the strength to close his eyes. There were a lot of medicinal herbs in the wooden barrel, which were picked from Tieling Mountain, and the water in the wooden barrel overflowed Haoran's neck, leaving only one head outside.

The temperature of the water was so high that a white mist could be seen rising from the barrel, and the smell of medicine permeated the room. For Haoran, who is physically fit, this temperature is nothing, let alone being like this all year round.

This is also required by the wind and dust, the higher the temperature, the more it will be absorbed. Haoran's face at this time revealed a trace of discomfort, but this bit of suffering was still within the scope of Haoran's tolerance. Wei Fengchen stood next to the wooden barrel, observing the changes in the color of the medicinal power in the wooden barrel at all times, and adding the ground medicinal materials to the wooden barrel from time to time. Although these medicinal materials are not precious, they are still quite powerful when combined.

While absorbing the medicinal power in the wooden barrel, Haoran was running the Haoran Sword Technique and Soul Power in his heart, and with the operation of the mental method, the absorption of medicinal power gradually accelerated a lot. At this time, Haoran seemed to have a fire in his body at this time, and the medicinal power was transmitted to the Zifu Dantian through the Xuan Vein, and a trace of medicinal power continued to be transmitted to the Dantian. Haoran's face gradually showed a hideous pain, and the temperature in his body suddenly increased a lot, and his face gradually became red.

Time passed minute by minute, the turbidity of the wooden barrel medicinal bath could gradually be clearly seen, the pain on his face was also relieved, and the fire conceived in Haoran's body at this time gradually dispersed to the eight veins of the strange meridians in the body.

Haoran opened his eyes, and it was obvious that his energy had recovered a lot, and his body had become stronger, don't underestimate this point, for people who refine their bodies, if they want to be physically strong, it can only be achieved by years of cultivation. Sometimes you can't do it by cultivating hard, and you need the help of external forces to grow.

The younger you are, the faster your body's strength will grow, and those who are older, once they miss the best golden stage, want to increase the strength of their body, and the price they pay is often increased exponentially.

Haoran walked out of the wooden barrel, changed into the clean clothes prepared by his grandfather, came to the open space in front of the cabin, and ran the Haoran Sword Technique, his heart moved at will, controlling the Haoran Qi in his body to wander in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra step by step.

After Wei Fengchen finished cleaning up the medicine residue in the barrel, he walked out of the cabin, and saw Haoran cultivating with his eyes closed, so he looked at him quietly. At this time, the sky outside the house was already full of stars, and the brightest one hung on the mountain pinnacle, and the whole sky was full.

Haoran opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and saw that his grandfather was standing opposite him, "Grandpa, why did you come out?"

Wei Fengchen walked over and looked at Haoran, "Not bad, my body is a lot stronger, and the Haoran Qi in my body has also condensed a lot, continue to work hard." ”

Haoran suddenly hugged Wei Fengchen, "Thank you, grandpa." ”

"Silly boy. Wei Fengchen touched Haoran's head, looked at Haoran in his arms, looked up at the sky, and said silently in his heart: "Brother Xian, I will definitely raise Haoran and live up to your entrustment." But how Haoran will go in the future depends on his own choice. ”

Coo!

Haoran touched his stomach embarrassedly, and looked at his grandfather with a smirk, "Let's go, the meals are ready, and there is your favorite braised fish today." ”

"I love my grandfather's braised fish, it's crispy and crispy. Haoran swallowed his saliva, walked into the cabin quickly, and didn't wait for his grandfather to sit down, he started to eat directly, maybe today's cultivation amount was a bit large, and he started to serve the second bowl at once.

... ...

The small mountain village ushered in the most peaceful time of the day, when the neighbors were almost asleep, and the grandfather and grandson began to sleep. The chalet has a hall, a kitchen, and two bedrooms, separated by a row of planks, which are warm in winter and cool in summer. For their cultivators, it is impossible to say that there is no alternation of hot and cold throughout the year, and the temperature on the surface of the body will change with the temperature outside, so it can be said that the cultivator's body is a natural temperature regulator.

Wei Fengchen's ears came from Haoran's slight snoring, grinding teeth, and occasionally saying a few words in a dream, which made Wei Fengchen, who was sleeping next to him, feel that life was tortured, but he got used to it, and in the past ten years, isn't it often like this.

Wei Fengchen smiled and shook his head.

In the early hours of the morning, in the mountains, fields, and beside the stream, there will occasionally be a burst of insect chirping, for Wei Fengchen, it doesn't matter if he sleeps or not, as a sword emperor-level master, he won't feel tired even if he doesn't sleep for a year or two. The endless flow of Xuan Qi in the Sword Emperor's body brought them abundant energy, and they could usually make up for their daily fatigue by closing their eyes and cultivating for a while.

Wei Fengchen fell into deep thought, recalling the day he met Sikong Tianhong, it was a coincidence that they had the same surname as Sikong, but they were not the same family.

When he traveled the world, he passed by the border city of the Eastern Regions and stayed in this place.

The border city is a very large territory, and millions of people live here. Trade fleets, trading places, restaurants, pawnshops, shops, flower buildings are all available. There are countless tourists, swordsmen, and merchants who come and go, and it can be seen that the border city is a very prosperous territory, and the transactions made here every day can make merchants from all over the world laugh, and of course, it also drives the local industry.

There are four major families and some small families in the border city, and the four major families are the Sikong family, the Yin family, the Duan family, and the Ji family, and the Sikong family ranks first. Although he is kind on the surface, he will secretly do it for the sake of profit.

Yin family land.

"Have you been connected to the 'Zongheng' Killer Organization?" said an old man in a black robe, with his hair draped over his shoulders and a gray beard, with his back to a middle-aged man.

"Father, I've already contacted the Vertical and Horizontal Killer Organization, and in order to recruit them a Purple Diamond-level killer, we have spent most of our lives on the wealth we have accumulated!"

The Purple Diamond-level Killer is equivalent to the Sword Emperor's strength, and the Purple Diamond-level Killer needs to complete a certain amount of tasks in addition to the corresponding strength.

The old man's name is Yin Yiping, and the middle-aged man's name is Yin Tian. When Yin Tian finished saying this, his face was full of unwillingness.

The old man turned around, and there was a scar on his face from the eyebrows to the corners of his mouth, which was very conspicuous, and under the background of this scar, the old man looked very gloomy, like a fierce and ferocious wolf.

Yin Yiping's voice was like the sound of a sword rubbing against each other, very harsh, "Even if I spend all my belongings, I will not hesitate to do it, as long as I can kill Sikong Tianhong, then Sikong is equivalent to a tiger without sharp fangs, vulnerable to a blow." The remaining Sword Emperor Ancestor of the Sikong family, under the encirclement and suppression of so many of us, will definitely die. When the time comes, we will have much more wealth than we have paid today. What's more, I want the Sikong family to be removed from the border city and even the entire Eastern Regions. ”

"What my father said is that although Sikong Tianhong has the strength of the Sword Emperor Primary, he is facing a Purple Diamond-level killer, and he is also a Sword Emperor Junior Level, and the Purple Diamond-level killer is much more terrifying, and they also have the terrifying means and skills to conceal all the breath, and it makes people shudder and tremble when they can't see it. ”

"Father, our people have sent back a message that Sikong Tianhong will go out with the caravan in two days, this is the best time to start?" Yin Tian looked at his father Yin Yiping.

"You pass the news of Sikong Tianhong's outing to the Zongheng Killer Organization, don't make any mistakes, this time I want him Sikong Tianhong to die without a place to be buried. Yin Yiping touched the scar on his face and gritted his teeth.

"Father, I'm going to contact the Killer Organization. Yin Tian walked quickly out of the old man's room.

... ...

Two days later, Sikong Tianhong hugged the one-year-old child and teased him dotingly. "Yao'er, you look at our son Haoran, are your eyes very similar to you, especially spiritual. ”

"Of course he has to be like his mother, his eyebrows and nose are especially like you, and when he grows up, he doesn't know which girl will be harmed. Ji Yao took the child in Sikong Tianhong's hand and held it in his arms.

"My family Haoran will definitely be like his father when he grows up, he is a man who stands up to the sky, who can marry my family Haoran, that is his blessing. Ji Yao couldn't help but smile and nodded when she heard Sikong Tianhong's words.

"Our family Haoran will definitely be a big hero in the future, and the girl who wants to marry him must not be lined up from the border city to the Eastern Regions. Ji Yao kissed Haoran on the face dotingly, and Haoran seemed to be able to understand the words of his father and mother, babbling non-stop.

Wei Fengchen suddenly woke up from his contemplation, and felt that there was a breath in the distance gradually approaching, this person's breath was steady, sometimes and sometimes nothing, if it wasn't for Wei Fengchen's strength of the Sword Emperor's consummation, he really couldn't feel this hidden breath.

Maybe this person didn't expect that there would be a Sword Emperor Perfection-level master hiding here in a remote small village.