Chapter 440: Origin. Entrustment

More than a hundred years ago, in a primeval forest affiliated to the Mufeng Kingdom of the Glow Empire, a lost adventurer fell under the siege of dozens of fire-eyed wolves. His seven-year-old son Shanyan was on the tree and witnessed his father losing his life to protect himself.

If a small caravan hadn't happened to pass by nearby, and rushed over to annihilate the wolves after hearing the movement, I'm afraid the child, who had just become an orphan, would have been buried in the wolf's mouth.

The leader of the caravan, who was compassionate with Shan Yan's unfortunate experience, took him in and brought him to Shengjing, the imperial capital of the Glow Empire, and entered the Han family in the Shengjing to become a small servant. This leader was Han Changxiong, the patriarch of the Han family at that time.

Since Shan Yan showed amazing samurai talent since childhood, far surpassing other children in the family, Han Changxiong took him as his own descendants and gave him the surname Han. However, at that time, the Han family was often oppressed by Yun and other families in the imperial capital, and the situation was extremely difficult. In order to protect Shan Yan's safety, Han Changxiong did not openly let him become a member of the family secretly trained him, and spent almost all his hard work on him, hoping that he could protect the Han family in the future.

Shanyan, who was deeply immersed in the great grace of the Han family, did not disappoint Han Changxiong's expectations. At the age of twelve, he successfully became a warrior in Douqi Chongmai. Then he devoted himself to practicing hard in the sacred temple and went to various parts of the mainland to practice. He entered the earth at the age of 15, and promoted to the ocean at the age of 18, and by the age of 25, he was already a strong man in the sky.

Until he was forty years old, he finally broke through the last peak bottleneck and stepped into the divine stairs. By this time, Han Changxiong had passed away, but Shan Yan did not forget his promise to Han Changxiong. He returned to the Han clan to guard the ancestral hall and silently guarded the Han clan in obscurity until today...

Lao Yantou's low and slightly hoarse voice echoed in the room, telling the memories from afar, and also allowing Han Fei to understand his origins.

Although it has been renovated, the guardian of the ancestral temple is as simple as before. It has a bed, a table and a few stools. There is nothing else on the wall except the hanging gardener tools. Only the wild flowers inserted in a clay pot on the table are the only highlight in the room.

It is hard to imagine that a powerful man from the divine level actually practiced here silently for nearly a hundred years of lonely time. This tenacity and persistence shocked Han Fei even more than the fact that he was a powerful man in the divine level.

Han Fei stood up and respectfully saluted the strong man who was alone and promised again.

Lao Yantou received this gift calmly because Han Fei's gift was the respect he expressed to him as the patriarch of the entire Han clan.

"I am obsessed with practicing and exploring the ultimate of martial arts, and I have no idea about family management, so I can only solve it secretly for so many years when the family is in danger. There are only three people in the Shengjing who know that I exist, one of them is our Emperor..." Lao Yantou continued: "So the Han family has been through the dangers over the years, and it is time for you, the revivalist, to come."

"Everything you did at the tulip collar is very good. It can be said that no one can do better than you. Many people don't know how you solved the trouble in the castle..."

There was a faint smile on his old face, and his eyes looked at Han Fei became meaningful: "I originally planned to go to the castle."

Lao Yantou's words were like a flash of lightning flashing through Han Fei's mind, which made a question that remained in his heart answer. It turned out that His Majesty the Emperor knew that Lao Yantou existed. Perhaps it was with the reminder or suggestion of this emperor that Feng Potian and Feng Third Young Master would come to join the alliance with him before the club was successful.

"To be honest, there is a very capable friend living in my castle. I wouldn't have done all this without her help!" Han Fei said frankly: "It's just that she doesn't want to reveal her true identity, so..."

"I understand, I don't want to pursue the root cause." Old Yantou smiled and said, "I believe you will do a good job and better, so I am now very relieved to entrust some things from the family heritage to you."

He put the earthenware vase on the table aside, raised his right hand and waved it gently, as if he was performing magic. There were several boxes suddenly appearing on the empty tabletop.

These boxes vary in size, both wooden and metal, but each piece is exquisite, obviously not ordinary items.

Looking at these boxes, Lao Yantou said with great exclamation: "Most of these things were inherited by the Han family when the Han family was diverted back then. The original number should have been more than one, but it was consumed and lost a lot. By the time the leader of the Tianxiong clan was the only one left."

To be honest, Han Fei's interest in these absolutely precious family inheritance items is not as strong as the incredible ability that Lao Yantou just showed, because he could see very clearly that there was absolutely no ring in Lao Yantou's hands.

Lao Yantou noticed Han Fei's gaze falling on his right hand, and couldn't help but smile: "This is a fighting technique called the Heaven and Earth in the Palm. I learned it unintentionally in one experience before, and only those with the divine level can master it. It has the function of a ring of objects, but it is much more powerful than the ring of objects. When you enter the divine level in the future, you can naturally learn this fighting technique."

"I understand..." Han Fei ***ed his nose with a little embarrassed.

Lao Yantou opened one of the mahogany boxes on the table. The boxes were filled with crystal clear crystal bottles, and the bottles were filled with liquids of various colors, and the mouths of the bottles were tightly sealed.

"These are spiritual medicines used to break through the realm, and are adjusted according to the different cultivation attributes." Lao Yantou introduced: "It has an effect on samurai under the sky. It is not recommended to use it at level six or above. There is also this bottle..."

He picked out a crystal bottle filled with pure colorless liquid from it and said, "This bottle of Thousand Years of Wood Spirit Flower Dew is the most rare, and it is of great help to break through to the fifth level to the sixth level. I see that your wife named Bixuan has reached the peak of the fifth level and just takes it to break through to the sky realm!"

Han Fei's eyes lit up suddenly. Han Bixuan was also a powerful warrior. She had been practicing in the family's martial soul tower for three years and received guidance from her ancestors. Her strength can be said to have made rapid progress, but the bottleneck between level 5 and level 6 is not so easy to break through, especially Han Bixuan has been practicing at home and has not been able to go out for training, so it is even more difficult to advance.

"Thank you!" Han Fei said gratefully.

He knew that Bixuan had always worked hard and hoped to help him in all aspects. However, his efforts and care for her were far from enough. With such a bottle of spiritual medicine, it could be compensated for it.

"What are you thanks? These are all things that belong to you..." Lao Yantou waved his hand and continued to open other boxes to introduce Han Fei.

In addition to the precious spiritual medicine, there are also some rare spiritual crystal materials and many inherited spiritual crystals sealed with fighting skills.

Many things are difficult to measure with money, such as some inherited spiritual crystals that seal the lost fighting skills of the earth and heaven level, which fully demonstrates the foundation that the Han clan should have as the twelve wealthy families of the Donghua clan. Unfortunately, this is probably less than one-tenth of the original one.

What Han Fei most attracted to was three inherited spirit crystals sealed with gold-type heaven-level fighting skills, because they were made by Lao Yantou.

"I majored in gold-type fighting skills. I heard that you majored in fire-type gold-type and earth-type cultivation. These three spiritual crystals are also suitable for you to use. Take them all. If you don't know anything in the future, just ask me."

After Han Fei put away all the things one by one, Lao Yantou stroked the spear that was placed horizontally on his knees and said, "Actually, all those things are not as good as this Golden Flame Demon-Destroying Spear."

"At that time, Han Lie, the ancestor of Han clan, followed the peerless powerful Emperor Ye Wu, and led the Han clan to fight hard in the exorcist battle. Han Lie used this legendary gun to kill Mo Fantian, one of the ten commanders of the demon clan at that time. However, he himself also fell in this battle. Before he died, he forcibly sealed Mo Fantian and his soul power in the gun body to form a new weapon spirit!"

He stared at the spear, his eyes flashed with a sensational divine light: "This gun can be said to be the legendary spiritual martial arts closest to a magical weapon. If it weren't for Han Lie and Mo Fantian's soul powers that could not be completely integrated after thousands of years, otherwise it could have become the eleventh artifact on the continent. Even I would not be able to exert its full power!"

"So I can't pass this gun to you for the time being. After you enter the divine level, use it to bring the Han family's children to a new world!"

Han Fei couldn't help but nodded. He could only hide it in the secret room and dare not use it when he took it.

"Okay, now that everything is entrusted to you, my responsibility has been completed. After you go back, you can manage the territory well. I will watch you here!" Old Yantou said with a long sigh.

Han Fei was stunned: "Old man, won't you go back to Tulip Castle with us? You can completely entrust others to protect the ancestral hall!"

Old Yantou shook his head and said, "I will not leave here. My soul has long been inseparable from the soul of the Han ancestor here. Maybe one day I will leave, but it is definitely not now!"

"Of course, if I'm in the mood, go back to Minglan to see that old friend!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. His whole body was completely integrated with the surrounding environment, as if it did not exist at all.

Han Fei stood up and saluted him, and quietly left the room.

Stepping out of the room, the bright and warm sunshine fell on Han Fei.
Chapter completed!