Han Dong woke up from his cultivation state in the Gengzi Meditation Room, he clenched his fists, and felt the flow of spiritual power in his body that slowly dissipated.

Since entering the sixth floor of his general education practice, in this retreat room, he has a much stronger sense of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that can be absorbed into his body every time he practices has also changed from a wisp at the beginning to a trickle now.

However, since he had not yet mastered the technique of inducing spirits, he still couldn't really know the magic of these heaven and earth aura, and after each cultivation, they would quietly disperse in their bodies and return to heaven and earth.

It's nighttime now, and the exchange points he has accumulated during this time are already a little insufficient, so in the near future, he plans to resume the work of going to the cold water pool at night to pick frost grass in exchange for exchange points.

Before leaving the Gengzi meditation room, he glanced left and right, and there were still only three retreat rooms with green lights, and Leng Xiuran still hadn't started his practice.

Thinking of the scene in the lecture hall yesterday, Han Dong couldn't help but smile lightly.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Feng didn't give Leng Xiuran a chance to speak in the lecture hall, and used the spirit ban to end the lecture that imprisoned him, and after Han Dong and the other cultivators left, he left Leng Xiuran alone in the lecture hall. I don't know what Jiang Feng said to him in the lecture hall, although Leng Xiuran still didn't succeed in changing to the spirit stone, but he wasn't as excited and reckless as he was when he faced the old man, but he was a little sullen after Jiang Feng left.

Later, when he came to the dining hall to dine with Han Dong, he didn't listen to what he said, but he didn't seem to be very interested. Han Dong thought about it, and didn't ask about anything, if he wanted to say or needed his own help, with Leng Xiuran's temperament, he would naturally speak. Since nothing has been said, it is inconvenient to inquire about these privacy.

Han Dong shook his head, this little bean really doesn't seem to pay attention to cultivation at all, it is estimated that where is he sleeping on the bed at this time?

Without further thought, he followed the path of the moonlight left by the cold moonlight to extinguish the long night, and walked briskly towards the cold water pool in the northwest.

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Time is like water, and many people and dreams are swept to the silent silt deep lake, and the memories of time flowing in the long river of time are like a bed of sand and dust.

Most of them are caught up in the mud on the way to the rolling waves before they are buried in the deep silent lake, and they will never see each other again.

Ever since the little young master who liked to climb the roof left this mansion, the whole quaint mansion seemed to have been siphoned off something. People under the gardener can't say that when the little master was still there, there were more rules in the Han house, and they had to be more restrained. However, although some of the previous rules were slowly deserted in the Han Mansion, no one mentioned it anymore and no one restrained it anymore, but I felt that the house was more quiet and depressing than when the little young master was still there.

The old housekeeper Yu Sheng naturally knew why, and the biggest reason was the lord and the lady.

Since Young Master Han Dong entered the Immortal Gate, the relationship between the lord and the lady has been much colder. Although they are still a harmonious couple in front of the clansmen, they have been with the people in the house for a long time, and Mrs. Han has not deliberately covered it up, so they can naturally feel some traces.

In the past six months or so, Mrs. Han's kind and smiling face when she was in front of the people in the courtyard is gone. I rarely go out and walk around on weekdays, and I often hide in the bedroom in the yard, and the maid who guards the door can often hear Mrs. Han's desolate cry.

The face is still the shrewd old man Han, since the young master left home, the time to come back to the Han family's house has become less and less, and it is rare to come back a few times, but it is just a person to sit in the hut in the backyard.

In today's Han Mansion compound, some things have been slowly delegated to several close relatives of the Han family to take over.

It seems that since Master Han took over the family business of the Han family from the old man, he has fought hard for most of his life in the wind and waves, and as Han Dong entered the mountain and asked the immortals, most of them disappeared at once.

The old man could only press some unspeakable words to death in his eyes, even if the Han family was kind to him, he was also half a steward in the house, but after all, he was just an outsider. The deeper the kindness of the Han family, the more the old man thought about these words, but the more he couldn't say them.

Moreover, there has been some wind recently, and the clouds and mist in the mountains will rain at dusk.

Today is the day when the old man Han temporarily summoned several close relatives of the Han clan to the house to discuss matters, and when he sent people to the town and neighboring villages to inform him a few days ago, several uncles and nephews of the Han family did not ask much, but hurried back to the ancestral house.

However, a few courtyard members and subordinates in the mansion were a little surprised and puzzled when they saw these uncles of the family, who were not usually seen by the big festivals, rushed through the courtyard to the hall one by one.

Generally, except for the festival of the clan to worship the ancestors and the day of reconciliation and profit distribution at the end of the year and the year, only the birthday and white sacrifice of the Han family's clan will invite people back when the family will come back. It's not these days, and I haven't heard anything about anyone's ancestral house in Han Village?

The middle-aged men who were already sitting in the hall of the Han house were all the brothers of Master Han.

Mrs. Han left early, and it has been more than 30 years since Mr. Han took over the head of the family, and there are few people left in the Han family in the older generation over the years, and now it is the master of Mr. Han's generation. As for the younger generation, there are a few who have already followed their fathers or uncles to take care of some chores, and now they can't cross the threshold of the hall, and they are all waiting in the courtyard.

Although the ancestral house of the Han family stayed in Hanjia Village, after Han Dong was born in recent years, Master Han also stayed in the Han family's house to live, but the door of the Han family was paved to several neighboring towns. In addition to the tenant farmers of the family on the surface and a few miscellaneous grain shops in the city, there are still a few people who make a living, and these people are the direct relatives of the Han family who pass on these livelihoods.

A few people in the hall sat down and just swallowed a few sips of hot tea, when Master Han arrived with the old steward.

When he took his seat, Master Han habitually raised the stern tone on his face, and he was already an old man who was over half a hundred years old, so he naturally gave birth to a prestige.

"It's all here, so I'll just say it. You all know about Dong'er, since he has that immortal fate, it is also the blessing of my Han family. In the future, he can only cultivate immortals and have a little bit of success, and he can protect my Han family, and he will naturally have the descendants of the Han family for hundreds of years in the future. ”

The few clan relatives of the Han family listened to the words, although they were all characters who had crawled and rolled in these ten villages and eight townships, they couldn't hide the scorching heat in their eyes.

"Recently, there has been some gossip outside the village, and you are all looking for some connections to keep an eye on it, but this matter has leaked out, and it can't be covered. In a few days, I will find an opportunity to explore the door of the county government, just in case and last resort. ”

A sturdy man with a black face closed the tea lid and said to Master Han: "Big brother, is this really that serious......?

This sturdy man is a brother of Master Han's own family, and he helps the Han family to take some private business.

Before he could finish speaking, Master Han cut off the conversation: "We are looking forward to the Han family's Longxing, and other families will not think the same." I really have a heart, I can't wait for Dong'er to grow up for so many years. ”

The sturdy man nodded secretly when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, why don't I find some friends on the road?"

"Don't pull those people now, the Han family's family can't afford to raise those jackals, usually make friends with one or two for convenience, it's okay for him to get some money and I can get some noodles, but at the critical moment, I can't rely on it." ”

Another wealthy middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper leaned sideways against the tea house, lightly nodded his fingers on the tea table, and said, "Then I can only feed the group of blood gluttons in the county government?"

Master Han was silent for a long time, and then said: "The foundation of the Han family is here, and the favors can still be discussed, and with Dong'er's identity, it is more stable to deal with the people in the county government." ”

"Okay, I'll follow the number of accounts here, and I'll count the accounts when the time comes. The rich shopkeeper nodded and said knowingly.

"The family affairs over there, let's put it off for a while, and see what they are thinking first. You should be Lao Tzu's handful of the other end of the door, you really have a heart, let the children choose again, it's not too late," Master Han glanced at a few clan brothers pointedly, paused for a while, and then continued to speak, "In the next few years, make the business smaller and sink it down." To the outside world, I just said that I Han Mouren thought too much, and the clan affairs were absurd. ”

"I see. Big brother, listen to you. ”

"Since we're all back, let's have a meal together later, and it's rare for our brothers to get together at the whole table. ”

"Big brother, sister-in-law, ...... over there"

Master Han got up and walked outside the door, and after a while, he sighed: "Thinking about the heart, that thing ...... Let's put it aside for now. With that, he strode out the door.

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When Han Dong came back from the Cold Water Pool, the arrow in his hand had already had a few hundred exchange points, and now he came and went freely in the Black Stone Formation, and the income from picking the frost grass was naturally getting richer and richer.

Chen Shi didn't see Leng Xiuran in the dining hall, and Han Dong didn't care. In the past two days, whether it is Jiang Feng or Jiu Lao'er, they are obviously familiar with Leng Xiuran for a long time, and he no longer worries about him.

Han Dong, who returned to the Gengzi meditation room, came to the green jade futon as usual to sit cross-legged and concentrated, resting his fingers on his knees, silently reciting the general knowledge spiritual formula in his heart, and began to enter the state of cultivation.

As the rich spiritual energy between heaven and earth turned into a slender trickle of water that seeped into Han Dong's body, as soon as the heaven and earth spiritual energy entered Han Dong's body, it was led by the trick and washed into the shallow spiritual membrane in the sea of consciousness in the stream of spiritual power.

Almost the moment the aura current touched the spiritual membrane, Han Dong's divine thoughts were in a trance, and he could no longer sense the mixed tide of aura and spiritual power, and when he came back to his senses, there was already a space full of mist in front of him. At this time, Han Dong's divine thoughts floated in the mist, and with the trajectory of the surging mist, it was silent, tasteless, and senseless.

And Han Dong in the Gengzi meditation room was still sitting on the green jade futon with his eyes closed, but the aura of heaven and earth was no longer the trickle that Han Dong had sensed before, but turned into a river rushing, surging towards him, squeezing through all the holes in his body and drilling into his body. Then, the aura in the body seemed to feel something, wrapped in the bursts of spiritual power that unconsciously gushed out in the body, went up along the spine, and along the first-line bearing axis formed by the operation of the gongjue, drilled through the great aperture of the divine court, and smashed into the thin but extremely tough spiritual membrane of the spiritual sea.

Han Dong's face did not react at all, he was unconscious, and his corpse sat like a carving.