I can't cultivate, but I was forced to rectify the realm of comprehension

Half an hour later, the sun was only showing half of its head. At the door of Fan's house, Haohao, a kid, watched his father and brother drive away in the ox cart with extremely resentful eyes.

Aggrieved, he lowered his head and ran wildly to find Wen Qing at Wen's house.

Although it was not the first time for Fan Ren to go to his father's sect, he was still eager and joyful along the way.

There was no one around, Fan Xuefeng also briefly told him the purpose of returning to the Zongmen, and took care of the Zongmen not to talk too much.

The scenery along the way was no different from that near the village, and Fan Ren didn't pay too much attention to appreciate it, he just thought about two things:
First, can there be surprises? After so many years, it is not impossible if his body of absolute cultivation changes.

The elder sister of the second Wenqing, Wenjun is practicing at Liurenmen, and I haven't seen Wenjun for several months, so I went to see her.

Several times along the way, I felt that the old cow was slow, and it was hard for him to speak because his father was driving the car.

The journey of forty or fifty miles took two hours, and it was almost noon. As far as the eye could see, a majestic mountain with idle cranes flying was standing in front of it. The Lingtai Mountain was here, and the Liuren Gate was on the mountain.

The bullock cart drove directly to the foot of the mountain.

Looking up, the steps up the mountain are quiet and far-reaching. In the depths of the green mountains and white clouds, the high terraces and small buildings are simple and elegant.

After settling down the ox cart, carrying a handful of fodder and throwing it to the old cow, the father and son stood in front of the steps and bowed up the mountain a few times to show their respect for the founder of the mountain, before they lifted their feet up the mountain.

Walking up the steps, it was like stepping through an enchantment, with the breeze blowing in the face, and the rosin refreshing the spleen. Fan Ren found that these great practitioners were too good at enjoying themselves.

At the same time, I also feel that his father is too wronged. As a cultivator, why should he act as a horse boy, catch monsters and make alchemy, send you to send him, and go out in danger to find food for you.

Looking at the back of his father in front of him, Fan Ren suddenly realized that his father was much taller, especially for the sake of his family these years, his father risked his life to collect demon pills and donate them to the sect in exchange for the salary of supporting the family.

And this time, my father took even greater risks and hid the thousand-year-old demon pill as an exchange, hoping that the sect master would be able to cultivate his body of absolute cultivation.

Compared with the elegant environment here, he felt that the home in the village was more comfortable, and his father deserved his respect more than Da Neng who lived here.

"Father, do you want to take a break?" Fan Ren thought of his father, his legs were shaking when he got up in the morning, and he felt sorry for his father.

"Are you tired?" After going up the mountain, his son was tired. Fan Xuefeng was a little different.

"I'm not tired, I'm afraid you are." Fan Ren stepped on the steps with his head down.

"...I'm fine, I'm fine, let's hurry up the mountain." Fan Xuefeng was a little embarrassed.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a majestic and huge hall. In the square in front of the hall, several disciples of the Liuren Sect are cleaning the fallen leaves.

When a young disciple saw the father and son, he ran over and greeted them happily: "Master, you are here! Junior brother is here too?"

"Hmm, Hexuan, what is your master doing?" Fan Xuefeng asked the young man

"Master is on duty today and is meditating in the main hall. I will take you there," the young man replied.

"Hello, Brother Hexuan!" Fan Ren also greeted the young man with a smile.

The young man's name is Zou Hexuan, and his master is Elder Qi of the Liuren Sect. Fan Ren knows Zou Hexuan well. He has met him on the few times he went up the mountain. Moreover, Zou Hexuan has been to Fan's house many times, and he especially likes the food made by Fan Ren. , Every time I have to finish my meal, I am willing to go back to the sect.The two are also friends.

Elder Qi is Fan Xuefeng's senior brother. Due to the issue of seniority, Zou Hexuan can be called Fan Ren's junior brother, but because Fan Ren can't practice and didn't join the sect, he can only be called elder brother.

Zou Hexuan didn't want to continue greeting Fan Ren, but turned his head and gave Fan Ren a wink, and pointed to the west direction, meaning to take your father to find my master first, and then we will go to the kitchen on the west side visit. . .This guy is Fan Ren's craft.

Cultivators have to remove dirt and build foundations from the very beginning, and gradually master bigu, but the few practitioners around Fan Ren are very obsessed with Fan Ren's cooking skills. Zou Hexuan managed to catch Fan Ren, of course he couldn't Let him go.

Entering the main hall, the surrounding walls are covered with calligraphy and picture scrolls, and futons are neatly arranged on the ground. It is said that the main hall is more like a school.

In front of the low table in the middle, an old man facing the gate, sitting on the ground, is closing his eyes and meditating.

Zou Hexuan brought several people to the old man, and said respectfully: "Master, the master uncle and the younger brother are here."

The old man opened his eyes, expressionless, as if he had just woken up.

Fan Ren saw it, and scolded in his heart, "Pretending to be an old man, he started to take a nap before lunch."

"Brother" Fan Xuefeng also greeted respectfully
"Uncle" Fan Ren could only greet him, but because he was a mortal, he could only call him that.

The old man stood up without opening his mouth, and led a few people to the ear hall next to him. After entering the room, everyone sat down, Zou Hexuan also brought tea, and then closed the door and went out.

Before closing the door, he looked at Fan Ren, but it was obvious that Fan Ren couldn't come out for the time being.He could only leave disgruntled.

"Brother, this time I'm here, I still want your help to figure out a solution for Xiao Ren's matter," Fan Xuefeng said straight to the point.

"Don't, aren't you embarrassing me?"Seeing his apprentice go out, the old man seemed to be a different person all of a sudden, that ruffian was like a fight with Fan Xuefeng.No wonder Fan Ren scolded him in his heart for being an old man.Fan Ren still knew about this old man.

"Xuefeng, what is the relationship between the two of us? Can I ignore this eldest nephew?"

"No... Brother, listen to me"

"No, listen to me first, my nephew doesn't have a lotus platform, his meridians are blocked, and he doesn't have any spiritual energy." The old man said and looked at Fan Ren, and there was indeed a look of pity in his eyes.

"Fan Ren, Fan Ren, what do you think Master gave him the word benevolence, what does it mean?" The old man was chattering, not afraid of piercing the hearts of the Fan family father and son.

"Hey... I know the master is reminding me that the word mortal" Fan Xuefeng felt uncomfortable.

"Also, isn't it good to let the children live a normal life in a down-to-earth way? Why do they have to practice?" Old man Qi continued to provoke the Fan family father and son
"You are also a cultivator like you, what's the result? If you can't go up to the realm, you're not as good as a mortal."

Fan Xuefeng felt dejected. In fact, when he came, he knew what old man Qi was going to say, but he was not reconciled. It was easier to comfort himself by fighting than not fighting.

"Brother, please help me take a closer look at Xiao Ren's physique, I always feel..." Fan Xuefeng was unwilling to reconcile, and revealed Fan Ren's physical performance when he beat Fan Ren.

"You really beat him with true anger?" The old man didn't believe it.

Fan Xuefeng, who has a golden core cultivation base, taught such a mortal son that he should use his true energy to beat him.Didn't he beat his mortal son to death with a snap of his fingers?

"I didn't lie to you, you try it... But... Brother, your realm is almost distracted... Take it easy"

When Fan Xuefeng beat Fan Ren, he was so tired that he was about to vomit blood, and his true energy was exhausted. Not to mention that Fan Ren was safe and sound, he didn’t look like he was being beaten at all. Hurt Fan Ren.

"You fart, do you think I believe it?" The old man obviously felt that Fan Xuefeng was fooling him. All the people below Jindan are ants. From mortals to Jindan, there are five great realms. Effect?What are you talking about.

"I didn't fart, try it if you don't believe me..." Fan Xuefeng retorted immediately.

"Tch, don't blame me for hurting your son." The old man stood up and walked towards Fan Ren.

"No, hey.. You put your cultivation base down to Jindan before fighting."

Fan Xuefeng was a little worried, afraid that his senior brother would directly beat his son with distraction.

Hearing this, Fan Ren was speechless, and agreed to help him find a way to change his physique.Could it be that the old man beat him up yesterday, he didn't let go of his anger, and brought him to the sect today for others to beat him up?

"Don't worry, I know what to say." The old man gave Fan Xuefeng a white look.

"Also, don't hit my son in the face..." Fan Xuefeng continued to take care of him.

"What the hell are you talking about, you thought I belonged to you?" The old man got annoyed and started cursing directly.

A black shadow appeared on Fan Ren's forehead. Two people who combined were more than 100 years old were arguing and slapping him, an innocent person.

"Stand up." The old man walked up to Fan Ren and pulled Fan Ren up from the table and chair, putting his hands on Fan Ren's veins.

After a while, the old man frowned, turned his head and said viciously to Fan Xuefeng
"If you lie to me, you will be beaten to death in a while."

"Uh..." The father and son both felt deep disgust towards the old man at the same time,

Fan Xuefeng slandered: In front of my son, don't save me some face, it's too irritating.

Fan Ren slandered: Bullying my father in front of me is so annoying.

The old man went around behind Fan Ren and lowered his realm to the enlightened state, which was two realms lower than the golden elixir.

With a trace of genuine energy in his palm, he slapped Fan Ren on the shoulder, as if he had slapped on a rock, and was immediately surprised.He still doesn't believe it.

Then he raised his cultivation level to the Golden Core level, and slapped his palm again. As a result, the feeling of slapping a rock became more obvious.The old man went around to the front, stared at Fan Ren and asked, "How do you feel?"

"You're filming me" Fan Ren asked for truth.

Fan Xuefeng started to feel complacent, firstly he was happy for his son's performance, secondly he also laughed at his senior brother a little bit.

Seeing Fan Xuefeng in such a dead state, old man Qi was about to lose his temper. He raised Fan Ren's hand, took his pulse again, and found that everything was normal.

"I will try again."

As he spoke, he came behind Fan Ren, raised his realm again, and used the peak state of out-of-body state, filled his true energy with a palm and slapped it down. . .

"Senior brother, don't..." Fan Xuefeng saw that something was wrong and shouted.But it was too late.

With a "snap", Fan Ren's shoulders moved forward and shook slightly, but Fan Xuefeng was dumbfounded.

"Son, are you alright?" Fan Xuefeng asked, at the pinnacle of his body, Fan Xuefeng himself would be smashed to pieces by this palm.He was afraid that his son would be hurt internally.

"I'm fine." Fan Ren said indifferently. To him, that palm seemed to be slightly heavier than the previous two palms.

"Are you all right?" Fan Xuefeng touched Fan Ren's body, constantly watching Fan Ren's expression, fearing that he would be injured internally.

"What the hell am I doing?" The old man came out from behind Fan Ren, and with a puff, blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Hey, senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Fan Xuefeng hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man.

"I was injured by the shock." The old man held his chest and said in pain, "Help me sit down quickly."

Fan Xuefeng helped the old man to sit down, and didn't give the old man a chance to rest, he quickly asked

"How about Xiaoren's physique, can he practice?"

"Let me adjust my breath first, I feel like I'm going to die!" The old man was so angry.

After a long time, Fan Ren could barely sit still. The old man slowly opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his chest, "Ahem..."

"Brother... How is it?" Fan Xuefeng passed the tea over, "What's Xiao Ren's physique?"

The old man also showed an incredulous gaze, looked at Fan Ren, and said without any certainty

"It's a bit like the legendary golden physique"

Bang boring. . .The teacup in Fan Xuefeng's hand fell to the ground, "Brother, are you sure?"

"Damn, do you think I can be sure?" The old man was also anxious
"Golden body physique, tens of millions of people don't know one, and I haven't seen it either!"

"Then how do you say he has a golden physique..." Fan Xuefeng pestered the old man.