Travel back to the end of the world to practice

Han Xing turned over in a sleepy state, and instinctively stretched out his arms to hug the person beside him, but his arms fell through the air.

He opened his eyes suspiciously, only to realize that the place next to his bed was empty.

"Brother Xu?" Han Xing sat up and looked at Jiang Xu who was sitting on the sofa with his back turned to him.

Seeing that Jiang Xu didn't answer, he got out of bed naked without hesitation, "Brother Xu, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xu was actually looking at his collection, he seemed to have forgotten the treasures in this box.

"Brother Xu, why did you get up so early to watch these things?" Han Xing said leaning against Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu pinched Han Xing's face angrily, "You are really going too far!"

"What's wrong with me?" Han Xing looked at Jiang Xu ignorantly.

Holding the person tightly in his arms, he rested his chin on the other's shoulder, intimately.

"You did it on purpose last night, right?" Jiang Xu closed the small iron box in his hand and said without curiosity.

"What happened last night?"

"It's okay!" Jiang Xu was too lazy to continue talking, and continued to look at Han Xing's collection.

He took out a carved wood and asked with some uncertainty, "It seems that I made this?"

He remembered that one year he was interested in these wood carvings and enrolled in an interest class to learn. Han Xing didn't seem to know about it, right?

"Hmph, you have the nerve to say so." Han Xing looked at Jiang Xu with dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Xu looked at Han Xing with a broken smile.

After returning to Han's house, Han Xing seemed more relaxed and childish.

"You went to learn how to carve wood, but you didn't carve one for me!" Han Xing said unhappily.

Hearing this, Jiang Xu was embarrassed to explain, "I only learned half a bucket of water at the time. The sculptor said I had no talent, so I gave up."

"However, what's the matter with this other one?" He held up another carved wood, which was carved by him.

"I carved it." Han Xing said naturally.

"You went to study?" Jiang Xu wondered, he didn't notice.

Han Xing shook his head, "I didn't learn it, I saw your sculptures, I just made a pair."

"..." Hearing Jiang Xu's words, is it true that people are more popular than people?

However, he was very satisfied when he heard that Han Xing subconsciously matched up with him.

"What is this?" Jiang Xu asked curiously while holding a black stone.

In the whole box, there are almost all kinds of weird things collected by Han Xing in his childhood, and a black stone looks a bit abrupt.

"I don't know." Han Xing took over the stone. The surface of the stone was smooth and the whole body was black.

He also forgot how on earth he got the stone.

"Okay," Jiang Xu took the stone and put it back in the box.

Jiang Xu pushed the person who was holding him, "Hurry up and get dressed, let's go down, it's already late."

Han Xing rubbed Jiang Xu, and reluctantly snorted, "Okay."

Jiang Xu covered the box and put it back on the bookcase. After Han Xing got dressed, the two went downstairs hand in hand.

When they went down the stairs, Father Han looked at Han Xing with an unkind expression.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Han Xing asked strangely.

He and Jiang Xu didn't quarrel with anyone last night, did they?

Why is his father staring at him with a strange look, which makes people feel weird.

"Hmph." Father Han snorted coldly, turned and left.

"What's wrong with my dad?" Han Xing rubbed the back of his head and looked at Jiang Xu blankly.

Jiang Xu shook his head, "I don't know either."

"Little Xing, help!" Han Yi hurriedly ran to Han Xing's side, "Dad found our spirit wine."

Several men in the Han family are alcoholics, and there are countless wines in the house, especially Han's father.

Last night, the people dispersed, and the smell of alcohol did not dissipate. Father Han smelled it when he came up.

Angrily, he found the second son who was the most bullied, and after some torture to extract a confession, Han Yi almost handed over all his family assets.

Han Yi could only throw the blame on his dear brother, after all, a dead fellow Daoist never dies a poor daoist.

Seeing Han Yi panicked, the mystery was revealed.

It's over, I forgot to give my father the spirit wine last night.I guess Dad was jealous.

Jiang Xu understood, chuckled, pushed Han Xing and said, "Go and coax Dad."

"Well, Brother Xu, go to the living room and wait for me first." Han Xing explained with a smile.

"Yes," Jiang Xu nodded in response.

He has woken up countless mornings in the Han family, and he has long been accustomed to the Han family's routine for ten years.

"Ah Xu, let's go." Han Yi waved quickly and said to Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu's eyes were slightly warm, and he followed Han Yi's footsteps after watching Han Xing's leaving back.

Han Xing went upstairs, walked to Father Han's room, knocked on the door, but the door was not closed tightly, and saw Father Han sitting on the sofa with his back to the door.

"Dad, I'm coming in." Han Xing said cautiously.

"Hmph, do you still remember my father?" Father Han said dissatisfied.There is wine, but he is not the first to give it to him!

"Dad, didn't you rush to make alchemy last night?" Han Xing moved closer to Father Han, rubbing his hands together and said.

When Father Han heard this, he paused, stiffened his neck, and snorted coldly.

"It was my mistake." Han Xing quickly admitted his mistake.

He took out a storage bag, "The black bottles inside are spirit wine, and the other green bottles are health-boosting wine that ordinary people can drink."

Han Xing knew that Father Han often showed off in front of his old buddies.

Since you want to show off, you must show real materials.

Father Han took the storage bag with a serious face, and poked into his consciousness with a reserved look. There were countless black bottles, and the trembling muscles on his face were trying to pretend to be calm.

He said to his youngest son with dissatisfaction, "Ordinary people don't need so much wine."

There are actually ten bottles of wine for strengthening the body, and the youngest son has the hearts of those old guys too much.

"You don't have to worry about those old men."

A group of old men want to drink the wine brewed by his son himself?snort!Very beautiful!

"Dad, they are all your old buddies." Han Xing coaxed Father Han.

He knew that it didn't matter what his father said, but in fact he took good care of these old guys in his heart.

Didn't you see his dad actively refining alchemy every day?

It is said that how many grandparents who took his father's elixir are now walking like flying, their hair is black, and their bodies are strong.

Father Han nodded reservedly, "Okay."

"Dad, it's time to mention your cultivation base." Han Xing reminded slightly.

After drinking the spirit wine last night, Han Yi got up to the sixth level of Qi training in the morning, and his father still practiced the fourth level of Qi.

His little nephew has already practiced the second level of qi, and if his father continues to write like this, he will almost be caught up by his little nephew.

"No hurry, no hurry." Father Han waved his hand indifferently.

"Dad, only when your cultivation base has improved can you drive Xiaoqing's level." Han Xing said popularly.

"Is that so?" Father Han heard about it for the first time, and couldn't help looking at Han Xing suspiciously.

Is it because Han Xing wanted to trick him into practicing, so he made it up on purpose.

Han Xing said affirmatively, "The different fire is closely related to the level of the monk himself."

"Influence each other."

Xiaoqing seemed to have heard Han Xing's words, and was a little excited in his dantian.

It seems that what Han Xing said is true, Father Han sighed, "Okay"

He really doesn't like the boring days of sucking spirit stones to advance.

"Dad, let me set up a gathering array for your room," Han Xing thought with his eyes brightened.

Since my father doesn't like to practice so much, let him set up a spirit gathering array for him to absorb spiritual energy automatically, which will at least have some effect.

"Then I don't have to practice boringly in the room all the time, do I?" Father Han asked happily.

"Well, in this way, you will also absorb spiritual power spontaneously when you sleep with mom." Han Xing explained with a smile.

"Well, then you can arrange it." Father Han nodded.

"How about this, I will purify the area of ​​City A by the way today, and then slowly remove the remaining magic stones." Han Xing said after thinking for a moment.

"Don't be so anxious." Father Han advised.

City A is not the business of the Han family, and there are many monks from the Yun family, so why don't the Yun family come out to destroy the magic stone.

They just know that they are waiting for the predecessors to plant trees and the descendants to enjoy the shade, a group of selfish ghosts.

What's more, his son has been running around since he came back. Father Han is very reluctant to let his youngest son run around like this.

"It's better to deal with the magic stone as soon as possible." Han Xing said with some seriousness.

The magic stone here has matured, and once it is taken away by the magician, it will be cheaper for the magician.

He would rather make Xiaolei cheaper than Demon Cultivator.

Seeing this, Father Han stopped persuading him.

He took out a bottle of spirit wine, opened the cork, and the smell of spirit wine wafted out, that's the smell.

When he woke up in the morning, he could smell the aftertaste.

When Father Han saw the wine, he forgot to be reserved, and smelled it with an intoxicated expression.

After a while, he suddenly remembered that his son was still there. He coughed weakly, and regained his calm elder appearance, saying,

"You slowly set up the gathering array, I'll go out first."

He actually failed to maintain his image as a father in front of his youngest son.

It's all because of the wine.

Blame the wine for being so fragrant, he couldn't wait to drink it.

"Dad, you must have been discovered by your mother." Seeing this, Han Xing was speechless. His mother forbade his father to drink.

His father's wine taste was not very good, and he made a lot of trouble when he was drunk, and his father was too old to drink too much.

Fortunately, his father is now a monk, and all the problems of the old people such as the three highs are gone.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to take out the spirit wine, maybe his ears would have been wrung out by his mother.

"If you don't tell your mother, she won't find out." Father Han gave his youngest son a look and warned.

"Don't tell me anything?" Mother Han's voice came from the door.

"Ah Qing, why are you here?" Han Qu quickly put the wine bottle behind him, looked at Yan Qing and said guiltily.

Han Mu is the little princess of the Yan family, her full name is Yan Qing.

"Can't I come?" Yan Qing looked at her husband seriously, and then at her youngest son standing beside her.

"Xiaoxing, what are you talking about with your dad?"

"I told my dad to help you set up a spirit gathering array." Han Xing looked at his mother and said "honestly".

"Little Xing is so good." Yan Qing didn't seem to notice her husband's guilty conscience, walked up to Han Xing and praised happily.

"Mom, your tone makes me look like a child." Han Xing said dissatisfied.

He is a man who can marry a wife.

"Tsk, now that you have a daughter-in-law, you'll dislike your mother." Yan Qing glared at her younger son.

"Mom, I don't have it." Han Xing raised his hands in surrender.

My mother is the highest-ranking person in the Han family, so even if he is at the Golden Core stage, he can only be obedient.

"Go and get busy obediently." Han's mother said to her son earnestly.

Turning around, she looked at her husband seriously, and warned, "I only drink wine at night, in broad daylight, don't be ashamed."

"..." Han Qu felt wronged.

Can't you show some face in front of your son?

Han Xing watched his parents walk out of the room affectionately, and smiled knowingly.

Such a happy day, let people engrave in my heart.