The Second Immortal Road

　　 "Where is the spirit of the past? Your Nayuangong was for nothing? Nothing big, don't bother me." Old Hua's voice contained an evil spirit, as if he was very dissatisfied with Han Ming's disturbance of his purity.

　　 Old Hua's voice was very cold, as if it came from under Jiuyou, even though Han Ming was courageous, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

　　 Han Ming's heart was stunned, and he took a step back slowly, he scolded himself in confusion, why did he come to provoke the evil star.

"Excuse Master Qingxiu, the disciples are afraid, so I will retreat." Han Ming didn't care about the silver needle on his leg. He took three steps and two steps away from Hua Lao's stone room door, although he knew that Hua Lao would not want it now. His fate, but he still didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

In the stone room, Hua Lao's left eye was completely occupied by green, and his pupils were full of brutality, like the eyes of a beast, but his other eye was calm and calm, like a master who thought he was detached from the world.

　　 These two diametrically opposed expressions appeared on the same face, as if there were two wills in Hua Lao's body, which was really strange.

"Hey, Cecilia's blood poison does not hurt the body, but only tortures people's spirits. I just caught this small part of Cecilia's blood poison and changed his personality. My second disciple really has a long way to go! I don't know. What will a good disciple become, hehe."

Naturally, Han Ming didn’t know this. He was sitting on the stone bed now, carefully looking at the two silver needles on his lap, while Nan'er sat on the side obediently, opening a pair of big eyes without blinking. Looking at the silver needle on Han Ming's leg.

　　 Han Ming used Na Yuan Gong to gather most of his true energy on the thumb and index finger of his right hand, then pinched a silver needle on his leg with both hands, and slightly injected the true energy from his fingers into the silver needle.

　　 slowly pulled out the silver needle, he immediately noticed that the silver needle was loosened a lot, but he still couldn't pull it out successfully.

　　 Han Ming slowly injects true energy into the silver needle again, until most of the true energy in his fingers is injected into it, Han Ming successfully pulled out the silver needle.

Han Ming put the two silver needles properly. These are Hua Lao's things. He didn't dare to be indifferent. In case Hua Lao is in a bad mood, although he won't take himself to drink, he will punish him severely. It is indispensable.

　　 After Han Ming handled the two needles, he sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced Wumingkouju. Not long ago, refining chemical liquid made Wumingkouju a great improvement, which doubled his confidence in cultivation.

　　 Now he completely put aside the inner strength of Na Yuan Gong and the invisible sword, and began to practice Wumingkoujue wholeheartedly.

Nan'er looked at Han Ming suspiciously. She was puzzled by her young master's hard work. As Zhu Chiyuan's young master, she didn't want to get what she wanted, and her status was honorable. Why did she practice so hard? Other Zhu Chiyuan's young masters It's just grinding foreigners all day, except for the young master Yiwen.

　　 At first, Nan'er put her cheeks in her hands and looked at Han Ming curiously with a pair of big eyes.

　　Han Ming still sits still cross-legged and motionless, just like a mud bodhisattva.

On the back of Zhu Chiyuan, there is a mountain with a height of several hundred meters. This mountain is full of hard Huaxuanyan. Huaxuanyan is extremely hard. Even if it is chopped with the magic weapon of the world, only one can be left. Faint white marks.

　　 No one would have thought that there would be a huge space tens of feet below this mountain. There is a long tunnel under this space connecting Zhu Chi Garden outside Shiwan Dashan.

　　 If Han Ming is here, he will definitely find that the space in the mountain is very similar to the space he is currently staying in. The size and layout of the stone room are like a mold.

　　 Different from the coldness and lack of popularity of the mountainside stone room where Han Ming is located, there are forty or fifty people living in this mountain grotto, most of which are doctors in gray robes, and there are about a dozen teenagers in brocade robes.

　　 A certain stone room in the grotto here is gorgeously decorated, and there are curtains embroidered with various silk threads hanging on the stone wall. The embroidery work can be regarded as extremely delicate. The bed is covered with an equally rich silk cover, and the four-dimensional green curtain is hung on the bed.

　　 The thick stone chair is covered with weak animal skins, as if afraid of someone knocking on it. A dozen fish candles illuminate the place like daytime, not as if it is within tens of feet of the mountain.

　　 An extremely beautiful girl was lying on the big bed lazily, holding a candied haws in her hand, and her two snow-white little feet swayed back and forth, like a happy elf.

"Yanyan, I'm so angry, I'll go and say hello to your brother, he is so fierce to me." An unusually handsome young man walked into this stone room with his mouth full of anger, as if someone made him eat so much. Loss.

　　 When the boy walked in, the elf-like girl was about to put a big hawthorn in her mouth. When she saw the boy walk in, she immediately rejoiced, and she jumped off the bed.

　　 "Yi..." The big hawthorn in the girl's mouth couldn't swallow it for a while, she couldn't say anything intact, but she still tried to say something, but in the end she could only hum.

　　 The handsome boy couldn't help but smile when he saw the girl's cute appearance. His depressed mood was swept away, and his index finger tapped on the girl's head.

　　 "Slow down, don't choke."

　　 The young girl swallowed the hawthorn quickly, and she handed the remaining hawthorn to the handsome boy without evasive.

　　 The boy shook his head slightly to indicate that he would not eat, and then fell back on the girl's bed.

"Brother Yiwen, why did you say that my brother is violent to you? Just ignore him, he is just as violent to me, and to many people in the house." The beautiful girl also lay on the bed and looked at it with a smile. Teenager in bed.

　　 "Hmph, I kindly greeted him, he actually told me to stay away from him, he should be bullied by your cousin." Zhu Yiwen said hummingly.

Zhu Yiwen was the most noble young master in the Zhu family, not to mention the Zhu family masters of the same age, the three masters of the Zhu family did not dare to reproach him too severely, otherwise the Zhu family grandfather and Hua Lao were not at the same time. It's there for people to see.

"My brother's birth was a bit bad, and he is not welcome in the Chi family. It seems that his place in Zhu Chi Mansion was almost removed. If it weren't for the strict family rules of our ancestors, all heirs of the Zhu Chi family's blood must come here. He might be left in the family." Yanyan still seems to sympathize with his brother, after all, this is his blood relative.

"Is there a bad background? It's a maid. That's his excuse for being fierce." Zhu Yiwen was still a little angry, but he only came forward when he saw that young man was bullied by other young masters of the Chi family. A cold ass, how can this not make him angry.

"It’s not a maid’s birth. I heard that my brother’s mother seemed to be from the Yingchun Building. My elder brother was born accidentally by my dad. For this matter, it seems that my dad was beaten up by my grandfather. So my brother always Being bullied, brother Yiwen, do you know where the Yingchun Tower is? Is there anything wrong with that place?" Yanyan was a little confused, not knowing why her brother’s mother was in Yingchun Tower, so she was not treated by the whole Chi family.

　　 "Yingchunlou? I don't know, maybe it's not a good place." Zhu Yiwen tilted his head and thought, but the name Yingchunlou didn't seem to be terrible.

　　 Zhu Yiwen secretly swears in his heart that when he sees that kid is being bullied, he won't be nosy anymore.

　　 "Ah, by the way, brother Yiwen, how is your practice? I haven't cultivated any true energy yet." Yan Yan wore a pair of small faces, pulling the corners of Zhu Yiwen's clothes again and again.

"No, I haven't cultivated anything. The new exercises given to us are too difficult. The medicinal baths given to us are of no use, and we are not allowed to practice the previous exercises, hum." Zhu Yiwen backed his head with both hands. , The expression is a bit sad, if it's okay to cultivate slowly, but now he can't cultivate even a bit of true qi, it's really hurting one's self-esteem.

"I don't want to, I brought a lot of books in, and now I have brought two books, a lot of ghost myths, I don't want to practice martial arts anymore, I want to read and test for fame." Zhu Yiwen reached into his arms and fumbled for a while and took out two books. , And then spread on the bed.

　　 "Haha, Brother Yiwen sneaked in." Yanyan happily grabbed the two books in front of her.

　　 "Leave me one copy."

　　 "No"

　　 "Ah, Brother Yiwen, don't scratch me, hee hee, well, I'll give it to you, give it to you."

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In a stone room not far from this cave mansion, the stone room is decorated in a very simple way. There is nothing but a stone bed and a stone chair. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, a young man sitting on the stone The bed, like an old monk, stays still.

　　 The young boy slowly opened his eyes, revealing a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He has been cultivating for a whole day, and he hasn't cultivated any zhenqi. The medicated bath is of no use at all.

This boy is called Chi Yuqi, Chi Yanyan’s half-brother, and the most inexistent young master of the Chi family. Before he was ten years old, Chi Yuqi had been living with his mother outside the Chi family. In the hospital, it is similar to being under house arrest, and it is difficult to survive with a small amount of money each year.

　　 His mother was a woman in a brothel, a humble woman to the apex, but in Chi Yuqi's eyes she was the greatest mother, the only one he cherished in the world.

　　 Chi Yuqi had a dream since he was a child. He wanted to take his mother out of the control of the Chi family one day when he had the ability to leave his hometown and never return to the Chi family.

　　 So when Chi Yucai was sent to Zhu Chi Mansion by the Chi family, he secretly made up his mind. He wanted to seize the five years to strengthen his strength and let his mother live a good life in the future.

　　I've been to Zhu Chiyuan for more than two years, and he has already experienced five large-scale medicated baths before and after. He remembers that the family gave him four different exercises during the first four medicinal baths, and he didn't cultivate any true energy at all.

　　 After the medicinal bath, he was surprised to find that he had forgotten the content of the four exercises.

　　 This is the fifth time, as before, but he still hasn't cultivated a bit of true qi, which makes him feel disappointed. Could it be that these five or six months will be wasted again!

　　While he was extremely disappointed, he didn't know that a wisp of cool air was moving in his meridians. The cool air was so weak that his master didn't notice it.