Crunch

In the quiet courtyard, the door of the house opened, and a young man in a green shirt walked out.

"Well, it looks like it's going to rain again, but the weather is really comfortable!" Looking up at the thick dark clouds in the sky, Han Chen stretched and said with a faint smile.

The weather in early spring is the coolest, but if the weather is sunny, it will still be a little hot, and in comparison, Han Chen still likes the rainy weather.

Stepping into the hospital, the breeze swayed, and a slightly cool feeling swept over the body, which was quite pleasant.

Standing in the center of the small courtyard, Han Chen raised his hand and flipped it, and the Mo Han sword appeared in his hand, and with a 'choked' Qingyue sword groan, he drew the sword out of its sheath.

The blade of the sword was slightly cold, slashing through the void, moving with it, and waving it!

Daily sword practice has long become a compulsory course for Han Chen. Martial arts cultivation, talent is important, but diligence is even more important, after all, no matter how strong your talent and qualifications are, but you don't have the heart to cultivate diligently, it is difficult to become a great weapon.

Boom

The blade of the sword broke through the air, although there was no strength to stir, and there was no breath, but there was a sharp edge scattered in all directions, which was quite amazing.

Han Chen never used the true yuan in sword practice, let alone exerted the power of his physical body, but simply, with the power of an ordinary person, he swayed it.

Practicing swords and practicing swords, practicing swords, but understanding is the Tao!

The more basic it is, the closer it is to the essence. Back to basics, that's it!

After a while, Han Chen closed his eyes, and the long sword waved in his hand, but he was no longer obsessed with one move and one style, moving as he pleased, dancing at will.

Where the mind goes, the sword points to!

Suddenly, a mysterious and mysterious aura emanated from Han Chen's body and spread towards the surroundings.

Whew

In the small courtyard, the cold wind blew slightly. Suddenly it became violent, and after a few breaths, it turned into a gale. Not only that, but even the temperature in the air drops sharply and becomes cold. Like a cold winter wax moon.

Han Chen didn't notice this, his eyes were slightly jawed, his figure flickered, and the long sword moved with it, there was no move at all, but the trajectory could be followed, but it was like an antelope hanging on its horns, and it was extremely round. There is no trace of stagnation, and there is no trace of flaws, which is natural.

The temperature is getting colder, and the snow is falling with the cold wind.

In the small courtyard, it actually started to snow!

The snowflakes danced lightly, falling on Han Chen's hair, arms, and clothes, feeling the cold touch that came from him. The corners of Han Chen's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a hint of a smile.

Both eyes are still slightly jawed. didn't open it, the figure didn't stop, and the long sword swung.

If there were martial artists watching here, they would definitely be shocked to find that Han Chen's movements were obviously not fast, or even slow. But it can't be caught at all, like a snowflake flying in the wind, no matter where you shoot, the other party will dodge lightly, and you can't hit it at all. They will even fall into the opponent's sword momentum and fall into the downwind.

The peculiar feeling makes people depressed and want to vomit blood. Artistic conception!

This is the artistic conception of snow that Han Chen comprehended, without consuming any strength, as long as his mind moves, he can use it at will.

Especially after reaching the realm of Dacheng, the power of the artistic conception is even more enhanced, and when it is unleashed, the power of the sword technique is greatly improved, and Han Chen's body technique is unpredictable, and it can affect the climate change of heaven and earth.

The power is amazing!

Half an hour later, Han Chen stopped, turned his hand, and with a 'choking' sound, the long sword was put into the scabbard.

"Whew"

Opening his eyes and looking at the thick layer of snow in the courtyard, a smile appeared on Han Chen's face.

Bang bang bang

At this moment, a figure walked in from outside the courtyard, clapped his palms, and laughed: "Little brother, this sword path cultivation of yours, big brother, I can't catch up with the horse!"

The person who came was dressed in a white robe, with long hair scattered behind his head, a slender figure, and a delicate face, it was Han Feng!

"Kendo cultivation is not the whole of strength, with the strength of the eldest brother, if you want to defeat me, I'm afraid one move will be enough!" Han Chen shook his head and smiled.

Han Feng's current strength is enough to compete with the Nine-Star Sword Emperor, and the gap is so big that Han Chen can't compete with it even if he uses all his means.

"Hahaha, this is just a gap in the cultivation realm, but it doesn't count. If the two of us are comparably cultivated, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you with a move!" Hearing Han Chen's words, Han Feng laughed and said.

Indeed, with Han Chen's current strength, there is no one in the same level who is invincible, and one move is enough to kill everyone in an instant.

However, the cultivation realm is a kind of strength, no matter what the reason, no matter how it is compared, strong is strong, it is very simple, and there is no need for other superfluous things.

Han Chen shook his head, didn't entangle with Han Feng on this issue, turned his hand and put the Mo Han Sword into the empty ring, and then raised his hand with a wave of his strength, and the thick layer of snow in the small courtyard quickly melted, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into flowing water, flowing out along the ditch, and the flowers and plants were re-revealed, swaying gently with the breeze.

"Big brother, are you here for your father's business?" After doing this, Han Chen looked at Han Feng and said.

"Well, the one-month deadline is almost up, are we going to pick up my father back!" Hearing this, Han Feng suddenly nodded and said.

Looking at Han Feng's eager appearance, Han Chen couldn't help but shake his head, and said angrily: "I knew this was the case, why did you go out to practice in the first place, and it was only six years since you left, so that my father and I thought that you would have died outside a long time ago!"

Although Han Feng is back now, Han Chen is still quite dissatisfied with the latter's move of leaving the family and going out to practice. After all, the strength of the family was not stable at the beginning, and he was still a waste man who could not cultivate, and the entire family relied on Han Tian alone.

At this time, Han Feng, who is the eldest son, not only did not share his worries, but went out to practice, which is really annoying to think about!

"Isn't this also young and frivolous, who doesn't have a young impulse!" was accused by his younger brother, Han Feng was still a little embarrassed, but he also knew that he was wrong, and said with a smile.

Seeing this, Han Chen shook his head, didn't do much in-depth, and said, "Since the old ancestor said that it will take at least a month, it will definitely not be less, and now there are still five or six days before a month, which is a little early." Now in the past, I'm afraid Dad hasn't fully recovered!"

On the same day, Guiguzi used the effect of the Ziqing Soul Melting Pill and joined forces with Han Yi to reintegrate the souls of Han Chen and Han Tian into their bodies. But the soul origin consumption of the two is not small, Han Chen is better to say, his soul origin is already strong, especially after reaching the level of a fourth-grade alchemist, it is even stronger, after the soul melts the body, when he is reborn, the soul origin of that moment is improved, but it is restored by eighty or ninety, and there is no major problem, and after recuperating for a while, it can be completely restored.

But Han Tian was different, his soul origin had almost dissipated cleanly, and the consumption was too strict, which was inferior to the remnant soul.

Later, when the soul melted into the body, although it was also improved and restored, it was a drop in the bucket and did not have much effect.

Fortunately, at this time, Han Yi spoke up, saying that there was a way to restore Han Tian's soul origin, but it would take a little longer.

Guiguzi was quite curious about Han Yi's way to restore the consumption of his soul origin, after all, his soul origin had also consumed a lot of time during this time! Especially the injury on his soul origin had been tormenting him for a long time, and if he could be cured together, it would be even better.

It just so happened that restoring the soul origin of Han Tian also needed Guiguzi's help, so Guiguzi naturally stayed.

As for the two brothers, Han Chen and Han Feng, there was no way.

"It's useless for you to be here, go back and manage the family for me, and come back in a month!"

In this way, the two brothers were very sad and were kicked out of the Tianzun Vault by Han Yi.

"Aren't I worried about this!" Han Feng said with a smile.

"Brother, don't you really want to share your father's worries!" Hearing this, Han Chen looked at Han Feng with a malicious smile on his face.

"Mmmm!" I haven't seen you for six years, and now that I'm back in the family, Han Feng's feeling at this time, needless to say, nodded busily.

But then, he felt that something was wrong, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

At this moment, Han Chen's voice rang out.

"Well, those files in the family today will be handled by the eldest brother!"

Hearing this, Han Feng's face suddenly changed greatly, although he is now back in the family, his temperament as a martial idiot has not changed, now he wants to sit for a few hours, but look at those files that make his head big, isn't this his life?

Even if Han Feng wanted to refuse, he was dumbfounded, where was Han Chen's shadow in front of him.

"Stinky boy, you're ruthless!"

With an unwilling roar, Han Feng dragged his heavy steps, left the small courtyard, and headed in the direction of the study. (To be continued......)

PS: (Thirteen still likes this kind of brotherly relationship, what about everyone?)