C9 Wu Zong

"Han, I'm going to Lakeside City today. The food in the kitchen is warm. You can eat it yourself later. " After saying that, Old Man Pu Ling carried a large bamboo basket on his back and quickly walked out. The ground was covered with snow, leaving behind a series of footprints of different depths.

Lakeside City was the place where Old Man Pu Ling often sold medicine. It was also the only prosperous city closest to Luori Town.

"Hu!"

Along with a breath of turbid air being exhaled, the Yuan energy that was drifting around Xiao Yihan dissipated completely.

"Why did the old man go to Lakeside City to sell medicine again? His body is already so haggard, yet he still wants to show off!" Xiao Yihan rubbed his temples with a headache, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

Every time winter snow came, Old Man Pu Ling would feel pain all over his joints. Although he didn't know the reason, Xiao Yihan clearly remembered the painful look of Old Man Pu Ling rolling around on the bed.

"Gulp. "

"Sigh. Let's go eat first!" Rubbing his already shrivelled stomach, Xiao Yihan quickly walked to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Xiao Yihan smelled a mouth-watering aroma of meat. His irritated mood was swept away, and his taste buds immediately opened up.

The last time Xiao Yihan came back, he had asked Old Man Pu Ling about the origin of the Ink Stone. Unexpectedly, Old Man Pu Ling's reaction was also unusually shocked. Not only did he not know about the origin of the Ink Stone, but even with Old Man Pu Ling's ability, he couldn't sense the existence of the Ink Stone.

"Looks like I can only explore it myself. " Touching his round belly, Xiao Yihan slowly walked out of the kitchen. Looking at the endless snow outside the house, Xiao Yihan frowned slightly.

"The old man worked hard for me every day. I absolutely can't let him down!"

Without any hesitation, Xiao Yihan quickly ran towards the grassland outside the village. If one wanted to become strong, they had to cherish every minute and every second.

"Huhuhu!"

The sound of wind whistling could be heard as the cold wind swept across the grassland unscrupulously.

Some cold, some quiet.

After randomly choosing a somewhat clean place, Xiao Yihan began to meditate and cultivate. Not long after, A milky white Yuan Qi flowed around Xiao Yihan's body.

"Ding! Ding!"

A faintly discernible and pleasant sound rang out in his Soul Lake. The Yuan Qi in the world began to frantically gather around him, quickly forming a milky white Qi Sea.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle. "

With a slight wriggling sound, Xiao Yihan's body was like a bottomless pit, crazily devouring the Yuan Qi in the surroundings. Before long, all the Yuan Qi in the surroundings was absorbed into his body.

When all the Yuan Qi disappeared, his body had expanded like a drum.

Feeling the boiling Yuan Qi in his body, Xiao Yihan quickly made a complicated gesture with his hands.

Immediately after that, Soul Power was released from his Soul Lake. Soul Power tightly controlled the Yuan Qi and circulated rapidly in his body.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

After a long time, a gust of Yuan Qi wind blew across the grassland once again. A Qi Sea was formed around Xiao Yihan's body.

One gathered and one inhaled, forming a perfect cycle.

"Drip! Drip!"

"Drip by. "

The faint sound of water dripping could be heard, restoring some life to the earth.

Although it was winter, the sun was exceptionally warm today. On the land covered in snow, ravines filled with water could be seen everywhere.

Time flew by, and the cold moonlight replaced the hot sun. The temperature of the night dropped drastically, and countless sparkling ice beads were formed on the grassland.

The fierce cold wind blew randomly, making the already deserted grassland seem even more desolate.

"Let's stop here for today! It's time to go back. " Xiao Yihan opened his eyes and dispersed his Yuan Qi. He felt the surging energy in his body and a smile appeared on his face.

He got up, shook off the snow, and looked at the brightly lit Luori Town in the distance. Xiao Yihan quickly walked over.

On the way home, Xiao Yihan found that every house in the village was decorated with lanterns and lanterns. They were closed and lit, revealing a mysterious and solemn expression.

"Unknowingly, the annual worship day has arrived. The old man is probably drinking again. " Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Xiao Yihan ran towards his home.

Every year on this day would be the worship day of all places. Every family would worship the gods and bless the next year with a peaceful weather. The worship day had a long history, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was the most solemn festival on the continent.

However, at this time every year, the originally festive day had become the most troublesome day for Xiao Yihan.

Although he didn't know the reason, Old Man Pu Ling didn't worship the gods. Therefore, their family didn't have such a day of worship. But every day, Old Man Pu Ling would be drunk like mud. After drinking, he would sleep soundly for five or six days. It did not matter who shouted.

"I hope I can make it in time. " Xiao Yihan ran while muttering in his heart. He had had enough of Old Man Pu Ling's drunken state. He looked like he was crying and laughing at the same time.

"Old man, drink less wine!" As soon as he arrived at the yard, Xiao Yihan shouted at the top of his lungs towards the house.

He quickly entered the house, but what happened next shocked Xiao Yihan greatly.

There was no smell of alcohol in the house. Under the dim candlelight, Old Man Pu Ling sat quietly on the chair, staring at the steaming meat on the table.

"Old man! The sun came out from the west today?" Xiao Yihan walked quickly to the table and asked with a smile.

"Stinking brat! Strong wings! How dare you make fun of your grandfather!" Old Man Pu Ling raised his head and scolded when he heard Xiao Yihan's teasing.

Laughing foolishly, Xiao Yihan rubbed his head and quickly sat down. He grabbed the vicious beast meat and started to eat it crazily.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke!" Seeing Xiao Yihan crazily sweeping away the vicious beast meat, Old Man Pu Ling revealed a doting smile.

Not long after, the table full of vicious beast meat was eaten by Xiao Yihan by more than half. After Xiao Yihan had eaten his fill, Old Man Pu Ling slowly began to eat.

"Han, how is your cultivation of the Great Sky Absorbing Art going?" A trace of reluctance flashed across Old Man Pu Ling's eyes as he carefully looked at Xiao Yihan.

"I have basically mastered it and am currently cultivating it. Why did I suddenly think of asking this?" Xiao Yihan asked curiously when he saw Old Man Pu Ling's strange expression.

"That's good! That's good!" Old Man Pu Ling looked at the dark roof and his turbid eyes. At some point, a layer of mist began to form in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind. He looked at Xiao Yihan solemnly and continued in a stiff tone, "You should cultivate here. After all, it was not a long-term plan. Seven days later would be the day the Martial Sect recruited disciples in Border Lake City. I want you to participate. "

When he heard the words' Martial Sect ', Xiao Yihan's body trembled, and a bright light flashed across his eyes.

The name 'Martial Sect' had been heard by Xiao Yihan for a long time. It was the biggest cultivation sect in Eastern Li Country, and it was famous for its body refining technique in the continent. There were countless experts like carps crossing the river. As long as one was from the Eastern Li Country, they would be proud to enter the Martial Sect.

"Old man, my cultivation speed is not slow either! Besides, who will take care of you after I leave!" Looking at Old Man Pu Ling's frail and hunched body, the excitement in Xiao Yihan's heart gradually dissipated. He pretended to be indifferent and smiled.

"Alright, don't say anything. You should prepare well during this period of time. This matter is decided just like that! This place doesn't belong to you after all. To you, the Martial Sect is a good place for you to train. "

"But old man, your body. . . "

"I can manage my own body. After so many years, Am I still fine? You just need to take care of yourself. "

Before he could finish, Old Man Pu Ling interrupted him coldly. His tone was unusually stiff.

Xiao Yihan still wanted to say something, but Old Man Pu Ling had already walked out of the room with quick steps. The only thing left for him was a dark back.

"The age limit for the entrance exam of Martial Sect is 13 years old. After this year, you won't have the chance anymore. Take this opportunity. A man's ambition lies in all directions. A shallow pond doesn't hide a huge dragon!"

Old Man Pu Ling's voice came from outside the room. It sounded like he was trying to persuade Old Man Pu Ling, but it sounded more like an order.

"Ai! Han! How could grandpa not want to watch you grow step by step? But grandpa is old. There are some things that I don't want to solve now, and I won't have the chance in the future. You don't have a good home, how can I be at ease? " Standing in the courtyard, Looking at the broken moon in the sky, two lines of clear tears suddenly fell from the corner of Old Man Pu Ling's eyes.