Peerless Powerhouse

Three days later, Han Zhu has completely recovered his freedom of movement, and he no longer needs someone to help him when he walks. It's almost like a normal person, but his face is still pale.

At first glance, he looked sick. At this time, he was sitting in a gazebo with his feet on the table, leisurely looking at the birds that occasionally flew by in the sky.

He feels that life is good now, without the intrigues in the world of cultivating immortals, and he doesn't have to be constantly on guard against being killed by others.

You must know that when he was in the world of cultivating immortals, he was always worried that a high-ranking monk suddenly fell from the sky and beat him into ashes with a single palm. After all, such things often happen in the world of cultivating immortals.

In this world, there should be very few people who can kill him instantly. As his strength continued to recover, there was no need to think about this issue.

Just as he was thinking in a mess, a small figure suddenly came out from behind. With a smile on the corner of Han Zhu's mouth, he stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the back, which immediately hit a small head.

Feng Xian'er pouted and looked at Han Zhu and said, "Master, I'm already so careful, why do you find me every time?"

Han Zhu chuckled lightly and said, "If you can get close to a great expert like me, then I can still be called a great expert."

Feng Xian'er quickly showed a flattering expression and said: "Master, can I learn your skills, it's really amazing!".

Han Zhu pretended to cough lightly, Feng Xian'er quickly picked up the teapot on the table, poured a full cup of tea for Han Zhu, and handed it over respectfully.

"Master, please drink tea, old man." He looked at the little Lolita with a flattering expression. Han Zhu nodded in satisfaction and said, "If you want to learn my skills, you have to practice for at least twenty years."

"Ah..." Feng Xian'er's small face was full of confusion, and after a while, she asked in a low voice: "Master, is there any quick way, for example, you can teach me the exercises."

Looking at the little Lolita who looked expectant, Han Zhu shook his head mercilessly and said, "There is a way, but with your physical condition, it will explode in an instant."

This is definitely a lie to her. As the leader of Jindan, it is very easy for him to do this, but he doesn't want to backfire.

Han Zhu glanced at Little Lolita and continued, "If you want to be reincarnated earlier, I can help you."

Feng Xian'er was still full of excitement when she heard the previous sentence, but after hearing the last sentence, her face turned pale instantly.

Hastily said in a hurry: "Master, I don't need it, I think we still need to practice step by step, so that the foundation can be firmly established."

Han Zhu just showed a faint smile, glanced at the little girl standing there honestly and asked, "Isn't your father coming back today? Why are you here?"

Feng Xian'er quickly patted her little head and said: "Master, if you don't ask me, I'll forget. Dad has already returned. He is discussing something with some elders in the family. He will come to visit you later."

"I'm here to inform you in advance to let you prepare, master. My father said that he wants to test you. If you are not good at kung fu, he doesn't want me to worship under your school."

Han Zhu smiled indifferently, and now his body has almost recovered, and he can use one-tenth of his strength. It's no problem to kill an ordinary foundation-building stage with one punch, let alone such a martial artist in the end of the Dharma Era.

"It seems that Xiao Loli's father must be restrained. After all, he still has a lot of materials to collect. If he collects slowly by himself, it will take a lot of time."

"The Feng family can be considered a big family in Wushen City. With their help, there is still no problem in collecting those ordinary materials."

"Feng Xian'er looked at the inscrutable expression on the master's face, she was a little nervous, but she immediately put it down. It seems that the master is really as she guessed, a super master."

Han Zhu glanced at the admiring little loli, and only smiled faintly. For him, these are just small problems. What needs to be solved most now is the problem of insufficient aura.

He looked at his empty fingers, feeling speechless for a while. When he was kicked out of the space, all his clothes including the space ring were taken away.

If it weren't for his physical strength, maybe this book would have ended. Just when Han Zhu was thinking about these questions, his ears moved suddenly.

He quickly put on the appearance of a worldly expert, sat there calmly, his feet were still on the table, and he held a cup of tea in his hand, tasting it gently.

A middle-aged fat man and a middle-aged burly man walked into the large courtyard, their eyes swept over the entire courtyard, and soon they fell on the gazebo next to them.

Then his brows frowned, and the middle-aged man next to him also looked at the young man who was sitting there.

Then his pupils shrank. As a master of the ninth floor of Houtian, he actually saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood on that young man.

Then an extremely powerful momentum pressed hard on his body. The internal force in his body stopped running instantly, and his face turned pale instantly.

I couldn't help but took two steps back, and there was a fat man with an unhappy face next to me. He looked suspiciously, and then showed a surprised expression.

The second younger brother, who was fine just now, turned pale now, looking at the young man sitting there with fear.

As an old fox in the business field, he instantly understood the expression on his face, and quickly put on a smile.

"Haha..." laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Han! Feng has been busy with business outside recently, and I only have time to come back to visit Mr. Han today."

Han Zhu raised his head and glanced at the two, feeling that it was almost the same, and withdrew his strength. He just nodded lightly at the two of them.

Seeing this scene, the little Lolita next to her hurried over and shouted, "Father! Second Uncle! Then she saw Second Uncle's pale face."

He ran over anxiously and asked, "Second Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?".

Feng Tiannan felt that the internal force in his body was able to function again, he quickly adjusted his breath, his face became a little rosy and he said: "Xian'er! Second uncle is fine, it's just that he left too hastily just now."

Seeing that her second uncle's face had also returned to red, Feng Xian'er felt relieved. He hurriedly pulled the two of them to Han Zhu and said, "Father! Second Uncle! This is my master, he is a super powerful master."

Feng Tiannan's face was a little unnatural, and there was a trace of fear. He looked at Han Zhu respectfully. After performing a warrior salute, he said, "I have seen my predecessors."

In the world of power, it's not based on age, but on strength. If you have great power, even if you are only ten years old, people will call you senior.

This is the cruelty of the power world, the strong can dominate everything. The power that Han Zhu exposed just now completely crushed him.

You must know that this is just an oppression of momentum. If you make a move, you may kill him in an instant. He suspects that this senior is definitely a strong person above innate, and he is not an ordinary innate.

"Innately strong! This is his greatest pursuit in his life. Although he has reached the ninth floor of Houtian now, this is not due to his talent cultivation, but his elder brother's use of resources to achieve it."

You must know that such a huge Feng family may be swallowed up by others in an instant if there is no strong force to suppress it.

Feng Laiqian looked at the respectful second younger brother beside him, and instantly knew the importance of this one. His look and tone became more respectful.

He hurriedly said with a smile: "Is Mr. Han still used to living in our house? If you have any dissatisfaction, just bring it up and I will modify it immediately."

Han Zhu glanced at the middle-aged fat man, and then at the cute little loli next to him. "This is definitely his own, it can't be the old Wang's next door!".

"However, he has just scanned it with his spiritual sense, and it is indeed his own. It can only be said that the world is so big, there are no surprises. This family has a faint phoenix blood in their bodies, but only Xiao Luoli has awakened."

Han Zhu just smiled and said: "The environment here is not bad, so there is no need to change it. However, the food in your family is a bit worse. If possible, you can stew two ginseng chicken soup for me every day. It's better."

Even Feng Laiqian, who thought he was rich and powerful, twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard Mr. Han's request. Feng Tiannan beside him also showed a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

You must know that even for him, there is only one pearl of century-old ginseng chicken soup in five days. Just as Feng Laiqian was about to negotiate the price, Han Zhu continued, "Your daughter has good aptitude, and she should be able to become a congenital warrior within ten years."

Feng Laiqian, who was about to bargain, had this sentence stuck in his throat. Then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He said in an anxious tone: "Mr. Han, you are not joking, Xian'er can really become a congenital master within ten years."

Han Zhu just nodded indifferently, and suddenly added a sentence: "If your family is willing to spend resources, it is possible within five years."

"Feng Laiqian and Feng Tiannan just felt dizzy, they felt like they were listening to the scriptures.

"Even those scripts don't dare to write like that! You must know that his daughter is only eight years old this year! According to this Mr. Han, isn't that a congenital martial artist at the age of thirteen?"

You must know that in the entire Martial God Continent, the fastest person to become a congenital warrior is that Martial God. It is said that he did not become a congenital warrior until he was fifteen years old, and that happened thousands of years ago.

Unknown to other continents, the youngest innate warriors in the Martial God Continent are all in their twenties.

It took Feng Laiqian a while to react, and couldn't help swallowing and asked, "Mr. Han Han, are you sure it will only take five years?"

Han Zhu still nodded in that plain manner and said: "Of course I also have a request. I ask your Feng family to help me collect some resources."

Feng Youqian quickly patted his chest and said: "Mr. Han, please rest assured, as long as our Feng family can collect it, it will be absolutely fine."