Han Lin

South of Tianxing Prefecture lies the Jian Prefecture of Yue Country.

This state is hated by heaven and earth, and immortal sects do not descend here. The Spiritual Qi is not peaceful. Only a few small sects that cannot survive elsewhere have established themselves here, and the strongest among them are no more than the Spirit Void Realm.

The sun blazes overhead, and white clouds stretch for miles.

A Daoist priest in a green robe strolled leisurely into Jian Prefecture.

The Daoist priest was playing with a translucent, fluorescent pill in one hand, accompanied by seven birds, making him quite conspicuous.

It was Lu Qingfeng.

The "Seven Birds Lesser Evolving Numerology" refers to the seven mythical birds and beasts among the "Five Insects, Seven Birds, and Nine Beasts": the Phoenix, the blue luan, the roc, the peacock, the White Crane, the swan, and the owl.

With Lu Qingfeng's cultivation level, it was clear that he could not enslave these seven birds, and he couldn't even obtain their Seven-Bird Feathers. He could only travel around and find seven birds that were said to have the bloodline of the 'Seven Birds': the Pill Bird Luan Bird, the Luan Bird, the Ironwing Flying Eagle, White Crane Five-Colored Bird, the White Crane, the Wild Goose, and the Divine Cat Owl, and tame them for his own use.

This also applies to Lu Qingfeng at this moment.

The only problem is that this is a bit too big—

The Divine Cat Owl was sleeping on Lu Qingfeng's left shoulder. The Divine Cat Owl was actually the 'owl' that Lu Qingfeng knew, with the same appearance and habits, both sleeping during the day.

On its right shoulder, the Five-Colored Bird occasionally spreads its colorful feathers and sings.

In addition, the large-sized Pill Bird, Luan Bird, Ironwing Flying Eagle, White Crane, and Wild Goose either followed Lu Qingfeng high in the sky or closely followed behind him.

Lu Qingfeng played with the pill in his left hand as he arrived at the city.

"Taifeng City".

Lu Qingfeng looked up, walked into the city, turned around several times, and stood in front of a mansion.

"The Han Residence."

"This is the place."

Lu Qingfeng's figure flashed, and he entered the mansion.

Han Residence.

Old Master Han was nearing the end of his life, his face withered and pale, sitting cross-legged in the ancestral hall.

Behind him, eight of the most outstanding members of the second, third, and fourth generations of the Han Household knelt on the ground, their faces filled with sorrow.

"Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural course of life. I, Han Lin, am truly fortunate to have met two mentors in this life. Having lived for 312 years, what more could I ask for?"

Old Master Han's voice was hoarse as he looked up at the two memorial tablets enshrined at the highest point on the table, a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

Then came a long silence.

Han Li, one of the two most outstanding great-grandsons of the fourth generation of the Han Household and the great-grandfather Han, looked up and saw his great-grandfather looking desolate, and felt sad in his heart.

"Father."

The old man kneeling at the front called out softly.

"Oh--"

As if waking from a deep dream, Old Master Han suddenly became energetic, and his cloudy eyes became bright.

A final burst of energy before death!

Upon seeing this, the old man who had spoken showed no joy whatsoever; his heart sank to the bottom.

But then Old Master Han turned around, his face relaxed and smiling. "My achievements in this life are all thanks to my two mentors, Han Lin Sun Jiu and Guangyuan. My mentor Sun Jiu led me into the Dao and was buried in the belly of a little demon. After I reached the Foundation Establishment, I killed that little demon. My mentor Guangyuan took me in when I was still a nobody and taught me with great care, passing on the supreme Dharma. His kindness was profound. It was thanks to my mentors that the Han Household was able to establish itself in Taifeng City by bestowing upon us the supreme Dharma and the Myriad Forms Puppet."

"Unfortunately, this disciple is dull-witted and, despite possessing the magic, will ultimately not escape death. The revenge for Master Guangyuan will have to be done by you."

Grandpa Han was a little tired after speaking such a long speech.

"Father."

"Grandfather."

"Great-grandfather".

Upon seeing this, the eight kneeling elders, middle-aged men, and young men softly called out. The leader, an elder in black robes, said in a trembling voice, "Father, rest assured, as long as the Han Household exists, we will teach our descendants to never forget the great kindness of our two grandmasters. If any of our descendants can become Core Formation True Person, we will return to our ancestral land and slay the Demon King to avenge our blood feud!"

As Han Lin's son, Han Chun knew what his father couldn't let go of the most.

"In this way."

"OK--"

Grandpa Han felt a sense of peace as he gazed ahead, seemingly seeing his once-renowned and illustrious teacher, Guangyuan, walking towards him once more. His teacher was as before, dressed in a blue Daoist robe, handsome and refined. He felt as if he had returned to three hundred years ago, back to the young man at the True Qi Realm, guarding Panlong Mountain, his heart filled with fear of the unknown and trepidation about the future.

"Teacher."

Han Lin stood up and knelt down in front of the young man outside the door, his eyes already filled with tears.

"Well."

Lu Qingfeng sighed softly and stood in front of Han Lin.

The young man who first met me, full of enthusiasm and only wanted to stay on Panlong Mountain to cultivate and transcend, is now old and frail.

That makes sense.

When they first met, Han Lin was already twenty-two years old.

Eleven years of teaching at Panlong Mountain.

They parted ways 276 years after the sixth, seventh, and eighth generations.

By my calculations, Han Lin is now 309 years old. With his Origin Nurturing Realm cultivation, it is already quite remarkable that he has been able to persist until now.

When Lu Qingfeng arrived, Han Lin knelt down. When he looked up again, his eyes were full of longing and reluctance, mixed with a little unwillingness, before finally falling silent.

"Father!"

"Grandfather!"

"Great-grandfather!"

The sound of weeping echoed throughout the ancestral hall.

"The path of cultivation has no turning back."

"If you fail, you will die, leaving behind only regrets."

Lu Qingfeng walked out of the Han Residence, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.

Upon returning to Tianxing Prefecture, Lu Qingfeng had already begun calculating the whereabouts of the eight disciples on Panlong Mountain. He had been killed by the Demon King Hunshan with a single palm strike, but after being resurrected, he gave each of the eight disciples a Sixth-Level Puppet and an Unorthodox-Grade Cultivation Method, ordering them to leave Tianxing Prefecture as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, Wang Qianchao, Zhou Dayu, and Zheng Yuncheng, three Foundation Establishment disciples, acted carelessly and were ambushed and killed midway. The three brothers they were with, Zhang Mu, Zhang Lin, and Zhang Sen, were also beheaded.

Only Han Lin was cautious and had good luck. He led his junior brother Wang Li, who was at the Embryonic Breath Realm, across thousands of miles of desolate land to settle in Taifeng City Jian Prefecture Yue Country.

Han Lin was injured along the way, and his foundation was damaged. He was originally expected to break through to the Spirit Void Realm, but in the end he stopped at the Foundation Establishment and Qi Cultivation stage.

Wang Li left Taifeng City more than two hundred years ago after reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm of cultivation, and has since traveled far and wide. His whereabouts are currently unknown. Lu Qingfeng can only ascertain that Wang Li is still alive and is in the south, but he cannot deduce his exact location.

Eight disciples.

In the end, only Han Lin was seen, and he was on his deathbed. Lu Qingfeng's cultivation was limited, and he was powerless to save him.

Han Lin has passed away, and Lu Qingfeng no longer stays at the Han Residence.

He left Taifeng City to seek a secluded place for cultivation.

He traveled from Tianxing Prefecture of Yuanwu Country to Jian Prefecture of Yue Country, simply to see the disciple he had casually taken in years ago. With that matter settled, he returned to his cultivation.

Throughout his journey, Lu Qingfeng held the 'Marrow-Replenishing Essence-Boosting Pill' in his hand, constantly testing it with his True Essence.

This is Second-Rank Pills, which has wonderful uses for cultivators in the Foundation Cultivation and Body Tempering Realm.

Lu Qingfeng used this method to try Evolving Method Analysis were effective against the pills. After traveling and cultivating in seclusion for over three months—

[Evolving Method: Marrow-Replenishing Essence-Boosting Pill]

[Method: Marrow-Replenishing Essence-Boosting Pill Refinement Method, Experience Points: 300]

"Really!"

Lu Qingfeng was overjoyed.

Just as he expected, the Evolving Method Analysis was also effective for refining elixirs. He could analyze the refining method from just one pill.

"After that, I focused on cultivation as the main activity, and used the search for elixirs and treasures as a secondary activity."

Lu Qingfeng finalized his plan.

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