Remember [New] for a second,! Zhao Han got up again and continued to practice against the sun.

Now the two of them are surrounded by a woodland and a hut.

There is everything in the woods, clear water, wild fruits, and beasts.

The hut was built by a blind boy, very delicate, similar to a villa.

Since the last time I ran away, now, half a year has passed for one person and one dog.

She has already mastered the exercises that can only be practiced by a dog.

Now it feels that its own strength should also be in the inner Qi realm.

And it also felt that the cultivation method was incomplete.

The incomplete part seems to be finding a master for himself?

Use the emotional connection with your master to inspire your own martial arts progress.

It looks mysterious, but in fact, it has been played in many martial arts movies.

In order to make progress, some swordsmen went to couples to practice the sword of sentience with the help of feelings.

It's just that it's now transferred to the relationship between the dog and its owner.

Forget it, she doesn't need it.

She is only willing to be a free-spirited dog.

Four legs to the sky, sensing the flow of internal air.

The dog's head hangs on the ground, comprehending the power of the earth.

The heat is hot, and the mind is sharpened.

Absorbing any external force, in fact, does not exist.

The energy of this big sun cannot be absorbed at all.

What can be refined is one's own blood and nutrition.

After practicing for a while, I found that the inner breath was slightly stronger, and I could hardly feel it.

This practice is too slow.

"You can quickly become stronger if you have adventures, Lao Guo, do you know where there are adventures?" Zhao Han asked casually.

"I know." Wen Rensheng replied casually.

"Where?"

"Then do you know where we are now?"

"This is the Longhan Dynasty. We are currently in the north of the Longhan Empire. I heard from the mountain people that this place should be called the Chaoshun Forest." Zhao Han opened his mouth and came.

It's not just cultivating these days, and it goes out to catch rabbits when it has nothing to do, and occasionally hears the hunter talking about it.

The blind young master can live by eating only fruit, he is a dog, his stomach can't stand it...

Tutu is so cute, of course, it needs to be delicious, so the division of labor is that it catches the rabbit and the blind cook.

"Is it the Forest of Chaos Souls? You actually ran here." Wen Rensheng recalled the script carefully, "Yes, these two days, you can walk around the entrance of the forest to see if there are any fainted girls."

Hmph, he also said that he is not a member of the family, how can normal people know about these things?

Zhao Han thought angrily, and then ran out of the woods with a flick of his tail.

…………

Outside the Chaos Soul Forest.

"Wait, I will definitely take revenge!" Miss Eight staggered into the woods, and finally fainted out of exhaustion.

Before passing out, she saw a somewhat familiar dog?

Is it the tiger that has been missing for a long time?

Zhao Han did not expect that he would meet his former master.

Thinking about it carefully, although the former owner is a bit of a villain, she is still impeccable.

"Is this an adventure? I understand, it should be for me to repay my gratitude and achieve spiritual fulfillment." She woke up.

Then easily pick up the opponent.

Now it is a dog with martial arts.

Then it took Miss Eight back to the woods hut.

Wen Rensheng was slightly taken aback when he saw the person brought by the other party.

The woman in the script is not it.

It seems the script has started to change.

"Is she a fortuitous encounter? Lao Guo, what you said is true. I just passed by when I met Miss Eighth. I was very guilty before. I ran away on my own and forgot to ask her what was going on." Zhao Han excited.

"She, let's reckon." Wen Rensheng nodded slightly, although the script has changed, there is indeed a secret about this Eighth Young Lady.

"Force, forget it, I'll feed her some water first."

Zhao Han began to take care of each other, feeding water and food, busy before and after...

Until Miss Eight woke up.

"Is it you, Big Tiger?" Miss Eight asked, rubbing the big dog in front of her.

"Well, it's me." Zhao Han replied as a matter of course.

"Ah, monster!" Miss Eight was so frightened that she shrank into the quilt, and she could no longer see the image of the wild and evil girl from before.

"I only speak after I practice martial arts. I have taught children before, don't you know?" Zhao Han wondered.

As for such a big reaction?

The children were not afraid of her.

"I don't know. I was attacked and passed out. Later, I went with the second brother. Now the second brother and the third uncle are dead. Miss Eight said sadly.

Although Zhao Han felt that she should comfort each other, but thinking of those people in the village who were starving and freezing every day, and those children who had not eaten a full meal at the age of four or five, she felt that she had no motivation to comfort each other.

The oppressor will always be repulsed by the pressure.

Only equality can release the pressure and prevent the cycle from causing such a tragedy.

"Well, um, what are you going to do then?" Zhao Han had to ask.

"I want to learn martial arts well, and I want to take revenge."

"After revenge?"

"Retake the villa."

"After that?"

"After that, we will recruit a son-in-law, give birth to a child, and inherit the villa."

"And after a few generations, will future generations experience such a storm again?"

"I will leave the ancestral training, and the son-in-law will drive away when he gives birth to a child, and never accept the adopted son." Miss Eight firmly said.

Ha ha.

Zhao Han wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Delusional use of some ancestral teachings, some seemingly practical methods, to avoid the recurrence of disasters, but do not think about the root cause.

"What if they don't comply?" Zhao Han continued to ask.

"Yeah, if they don't follow it, I can't see it either. Yes, I heard that there is a martial art that can only be practiced by the blood of the blood. I want to find it. With this martial art, what happened before will never happen again." Miss Eight was suddenly excited.

Alas, still not thinking about the root cause.

Zhao Han secretly despised in his heart, and then suddenly realized one thing: "What martial arts, so magical?"

"Heavenly Fiend Blood Hidden Art, it is said that it is only spread in the Holy Religion. It is only the direct line of the Holy Religion that can learn it. It is because of this that the Holy Religion leader has always been in the hands of the whole family." Miss Eight spoke carefully.

"The Holy Religion should be a great organization, right? How did you get it?"

"It's up to you."

"Look at me?" Zhao Han looked down at his dog's legs, what can it do?

"Yes, I have heard from a few martial artists that the saintess of the Holy Religion like dogs with strong spirituality. I will give you to her, and you will help me to steal them out." Eighth Miss said as a matter of course.

"I stole it out?" Zhao Han wanted to hit the dog's head against the wall.

This is to make yourself into dog meat, right?

"The Holy Religion should be heavily guarded~lightnovelpub.net~ How can I steal it?"

"It's impossible for them to know that a dog can talk. After you go in, follow the saintess. Just write down the formula and you'll be fine." Miss Eight believed herself.

"Not necessarily, I have taught for a long time, and many people know that I can speak." Zhao Han shook his head.

Miss Eight looked at it and suddenly thought, "I have a way."

…………

Half a day later, Zhao Han wanted to cry without tears.

Because it turned into a purple dog.

I don't know where the eighth miss got the dye, and it didn't fade after washing.

"Okay, in this case, they won't be able to see it. As long as you act like a little bit, no one will doubt you." Miss Eight admired her work and was very satisfied.

"Alright then." Zhao Han had no choice but to agree.

After all, to enter the Holy Religion, there should be many resources available.