Looking at the woman's smile and eyebrows in the scroll, Lin Huang couldn't help but laugh.
"So lovely!"
The room is Lin Taiqing's room.
The woman in the scroll is naturally Huang Lingsha, his mother.
Lin Huang moved the Longyan Black Jade away, gently picked up the rice paper, looked at the person in the painting, giggled for a long time, then carefully framed it, and then hung it in the hut.
Afterwards, Lin Huang sat down, picked up a book on the desk, and slowly opened it.
What is recorded in it seems to be some of Lin Changtian's training records.
The content may seem a bit messy at first glance, but the meaning is generally clear, but Lin Huang has no use for it.
Although it was not used, Lin Huang found it interesting after reading it. It was not because of the messy content, but because of the people who wrote down these cultivation experiences.
As he watched, Lin Huang lost track of time until Pei Xiufu opened the door and walked in.
Lin Huang looked up and saw Pei Xiufu rolling up his sleeves and robe, and said in a calm voice, "Start practicing!"
Lin Huang smiled slightly, put down the book, and followed Pei Xiufu out.
He is good at practicing this!
You can also endure hardships.
When he walked out of the hut, Li Chunfeng was already holding a wooden sword and began to practice. The latter kept thrusting out sword after sword, which seemed ordinary at first glance.
Upon closer inspection, it's still unremarkable.
Lin Huang smiled, walked to Pei Xiufu by the lake, and asked softly: "Don't know how to practice?"
Pei Xiufu turned to look at Lin Huang, clapped his hands, then grabbed Lin Huang and threw him into the green lake ahead.
There was a pop.
The forest wasteland became a pheasant that fell into the water.
According to common sense, it is nothing for a Wuhou to fall into the water. But the moment Lin Huang fell into the lake, he choked several times.
His face changed.
The lake water is rippling and looks gentle, but is actually extremely bitingly cold.
The moment he fell into the water, Lin Huang felt his whole body stiffen. An irresistible chill spread throughout his body, and after drinking a few mouthfuls of lake water, his internal organs felt as if they were frozen.
Lin Huang immediately started struggling in the seemingly gentle spring water of the lake.
But before Lin Huang could flutter like a pheasant, Pei Xiufu swooped into the lake, grabbed Lin Huang's feet, and pulled him down fiercely.
In an instant, Lin Huang felt that the lake was endlessly deep, and there seemed to be countless mountains pressing on him, so heavy that he could not even breathe.
He didn't know how long he had endured, but Lin Huang finally felt that he had stepped on the bottom of the lake, but before he could stand firm, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his bones were about to break.
Lin Huang took a closer look and saw that Pei Xiufu's second punch had already struck him. He immediately retreated, but he moved slowly in the extremely cold lake water.
Bang.
Pei Xiufu's punch landed heavily on Lin Huang again.
When this punch fell, the anger that Lin Huang had raised was immediately dispersed. Then it was like a sandbag, rising and falling in Pei Xiufu's hands.
How does he look like a human being?
Bang bang bang bang.
At the bottom of the lake, Pei Xiufu continued to chop and smash, punch after punch, and it seemed that every punch could kill Lin Huang.
The waves on the lake are undulating and turbulent.
It's like there's a monster at the bottom of the lake.
Lin Huang's training ended soon.
Less than half an hour.
Pei Xiufu carried Lin Huang, who was unconscious and seemed to have no bones in his body, out of the lake. Li Chunfeng, who was practicing swordplay beside him, was stunned.
"Brother is so powerful, and he was beaten like this. How scary this old man is!"
For the first time, Li Chunfeng felt that the road to martial arts was too scary.
After getting out of the lake, Pei Xiufu carried Lin Huang back to the hut and threw the latter into the big wooden barrel.
Then, Lu Donghuang walked in with a blood-red glazed jade bottle in his palm.
When the blood-red glazed jade bottle was opened, the temperature in the hut immediately rose a lot, and a strong and pungent medicinal fragrance filled the room.
The blood-red and viscous medicinal liquid slowly flowed out from the jade bottle, gradually filling the entire wooden barrel.
In the wooden barrel, the unconscious Lin Huang suddenly woke up and screamed.
The internal organs were like burning, and the whole person was in the oven, like a suckling pig being roasted, and every part of the skin was beginning to melt.
Lin Huang only felt that he was no longer himself.
The lake water was bitingly cold before.
All the bones in his body were broken by Pei Xiufu.
The terrifying scorching power of the liquid at this moment.
The intertwining of ice and fire... erupted in Lin Huang's body, causing Lin Huang's roars and screams to become more terrifying than the last. Tang Xiaoqi was so frightened that Tang Xiaoqi ran over at once.
Song Changling couldn't read anymore. How could he calm down with such howling ghosts and ghosts?
Being in the wooden barrel of blood-colored and viscous medicinal liquid, Lin Huang had only one feeling, that is, death is a kind of relief. He also did not expect that what Pei Xiufu said about feeding fists was like this.
This is not a boxing exercise.
It's just like beating people to death.
Cultivation was not like this before...
Did Lin Taiqing offend you in some way back then?
…
In the hut, Lin Huang's wails continued, and Li Chunfeng was too frightened to practice sword practice. He sneakily ran to the door of Lin Huang's hut and looked at Lin Huang inside the big wooden barrel.
terrible.
The eldest brother has turned into a little red-skinned suckling pig.
The world is not like this...
Li Chunfeng's psychological shadow appeared.
Tang Xiaoqi shouted and jumped up to teach Pei Xiufu a lesson. This bad old man was really bad for bullying Brother Lin Huang like this.
But as soon as she jumped up, Pei Xiufu grabbed the latter's collar, and then he carried her out of the hut in Linhuang like a chicken.
After Pei Xiufu left, Lu Donghuang moved the chair next to the desk, sat in front of Lin Huang's barrel, and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"
"good……"
Lin Huang gritted his teeth and said forcefully.
“It’s okay!”
Lu Donghuang clapped his hands, with a smile on his face, "As the teacher's disciples, we have all experienced this, and your father was the same way back then. Today you are here for the first time. I just want you to feel our enthusiasm briefly. There are no formalities.
No matter how formal it is, I believe it will get better and better every day in the future!”
Looking at the smile on Lu Donghuang's face, Lin Huang wanted to squirt his blood to death.
"I think you can still speak, which is not very good. It seems that our welcome ceremony is not very grand, so..."
The smile on Lu Donghuang's face became gentler. Before he finished speaking, he lightly stretched out his finger...
Lu Donghuang's fingertips were twinkling with traces of spiritual energy.
Like an elf.
Then, with a tap of Lu Donghuang's finger, the atmosphere in the hut suddenly changed, and a terrifying aura suddenly filled the air.
Lin Huang's expression changed slightly, and he saw that after Lu Donghuang pointed out, countless starry formation marks appeared all over his body, condensing into formations in just a breath.
A mysterious formation that even Lin Huang couldn't understand.
Before Lin Huang could react, thousands of star lines in the formation shone like countless vibrating strings, condensing into terrifying sound waves, killing Lin Huang's soul...