Lin Zhan turned his head and saw Dean Li standing with his elder brother Li Zhenhai. Looking at Li Zhenshan's face, which was even older than his brother's, he remembered that his father was seriously injured and could not teach him martial arts. It was this old man who gave him his martial arts enlightenment and had always taught him diligently.
He knew deeply that because of his mother, this old man, who had no children and was alone, treated him like his own grandson and taught him. Seeing the old man's frail appearance now, he felt very sad.
"System, can Little Black's Xuanshui True Blood heal Dean Li's injuries?"
"Of course, after taking the Xuanshui True Blood, he can eat some warm and nourishing spirit herbs, as his injury has been too long."
Lin Zhan walked up to Li Zhenshan: "Grandpa Li"
Lin Zhan did not call him Dean Li, but called him Grandpa, following his mother Ouyang Xinlan's relationship.
"Little Black's Xuanshui True Blood can heal your long-standing injuries. After its training period is over, I will ask it to give you some.
But you must prepare more spirit herbs for it to replenish itself, as spitting out Xuanshui True Blood will also cause some harm to Little Black.
The most important thing is that the spirit herbs in your spirit herb garden are fresh and potent. Everyone likes them.
And please pick some of your spirit peaches and spirit fruits for our granddaughter to take back."
Lin Zhan was not polite at all, like a child asking his grandfather for things.
It was this lack of politeness that made people feel very close. Only family members would be so intimate.
Lin Zhan's address of "Grandpa" made Li Zhenshan very emotional: "Zhan'er, come, let's go pick fruits for Little Tuanzi." He then slowly walked towards the spirit herb garden with Lin Zhan and Zhang Lingxiu.
The backs of the three figures gradually became farther and farther away in the setting sun, like a warm scene of a grandfather taking his grandchildren home.
"Alas, Second Brother's regret is gone now." Li Zhenhai thought of his younger brother's smiling face and smiled with relief.
"Ah, Dad, be gentler, why don't you go beat Little Black." Xiao Jin shouted as he ran, being chased and beaten by his father.
"These two bastards are asking for a beating."
The flowers bloom in pairs, each telling a story.
Outside Huaxia Pass, the He family.
The He family lived in Shengjing, beyond the pass. Before the invasion of the ten thousand races, they were the overall leaders of the martial arts world outside the pass. He Dazhuang's father, He Kuang, was known as the Northeast Tiger, and was the current head of the He family.
Fifteen years ago, the spatial rift in the Changbai Mountain outside the pass erupted. The He family's old master, He Dazhuang's grandfather, along with his three brothers, fought fiercely against twelve Diamond-level experts of the ten thousand races.
After the battle, all four old masters of the He family died in battle. The He family's eldest, third, fourth, and sixth and seventh masters also all perished. The He family's second master was severely injured and lost his legs. Only He Dazhuang's father, the fifth master, and the youngest, the eighth master, survived.
All twelve Diamond-level experts of the ten thousand races were killed, and the He family paid a heavy price. Even He Dazhuang's four eldest cousins died on Changbai Mountain. Of the more than 300 He family members, only 67 survived.
The He family's eight Diamond-level powerhouses were reduced to just He Dazhuang's father, He Kuang. Ten years ago, the He family's eighth master, He Ming, broke through to the Diamond level, and the He family began to recover a bit of vitality. Sudan Novel Network.
The bullet train arrived at the station, and He family members were already waiting for He Dazhuang.
"Young Master, you're back." An old man in a Tang suit was waiting for He Dazhuang at the station.
"Grandpa Fu, why did you come personally?" He Dazhuang quickly helped the old man and asked kindly. The old man in the Tang suit was He Fu, the He family's head butler. He had served as the He family's head butler since He Dazhuang's grandfather was alive until today.
He Fu had always liked He Dazhuang since he was a child and treated him like his own grandson. If there were any Diamond-level or above powerhouses present, they would discover that the old butler was also a Diamond-level expert. It seemed that the He family outside the pass was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.
"Dazhuang, today you must be personally received by Grandpa, otherwise some wolf cubs will not be obedient," the old man said with a smile, reminding He Dazhuang, and then opened the door of a black car, and the two of them got in together.
"What's wrong, Grandpa Fu? Did something happen at home?"
"Nothing major. The Patriarch has successfully advanced to Lord-level, but it hasn't been announced yet. However, some eternal second-raters are getting restless."
"Hmm, you mean the Qiao family. They don't have the guts, do they?"
"They don't have the guts, but what about those ungrateful wretches from the Ten Thousand Races Church?"
"How did the Ten Thousand Races Church get involved with the Qiao family? Their leader was killed by Lord Zhang Zhen, and most of their Diamond-level experts are dead. Why are they still showing off their power outside the pass?" He Dazhuang asked confusedly.
"Because we don't have any Lord-level powerhouses openly stationed outside the pass. Although the five immortal families in Changbai Mountain have Lord-level powerhouses, the spatial rifts they guard are even more terrifying, capable of passing through Lord-level powerhouses."
"The family has contacted the military and decided to keep the Patriarch's advancement hidden. Not only has the Patriarch advanced to Lord-level, but the former five-star general Lin Shanhe has also recovered from his injuries and advanced to Lord-level. He is currently stationed in the capital in hiding," the old butler He Fu explained.
"Uncle Lin also advanced to Lord-level? Why didn't Lin Laohei say anything? That kid is too good at hiding."
"Haha, I forgot that Young Master and General Lin's son are roommates and brothers. Dazhuang, actually, every powerful family has hidden strength. Our He family has it, and so does your Lin family, it's just that you younger generation don't know it yet."
The black car stopped at the entrance of the He family. This He family manor was much larger than those in the South China Sea.
The He family's large manor covered an area of one hundred mu. High walls stood around the perimeter, and warriors patrolled continuously. Each wall was equipped with defensive turrets, and each turret had an energy cannon one foot in diameter and five meters long, along with several gleaming giant crossbows.
It was more like a war fortress than a large manor. And judging from the He family's location, one could tell their responsibility. Whether it was Changbai Mountain or any place outside the pass, if danger occurred, the He family could reach it at the fastest speed. They were truly the foremost family outside the pass, loyal through generations.
He Dazhuang followed the old butler to He Kuang's study. Pushing the door open, he saw his father talking with the He family's eighth master.
"Dad, Uncle Eight." He Dazhuang greeted them respectfully.
"Oh, when did you little brat get back? Why did Fifth Brother call him back at this time?" He Eighth Master's opening remark revealed his nature. His Mandarin was so standard.
"Old Eight, stop being so boisterous and show off. Calling this little brat back is also to let him experience war and see more blood. Moreover, the Blood Tiger Totem specifically asked him to return," Fifth Master He said, not much better than his younger brother.
He Dazhuang was a bit confused, "The Blood Tiger Totem asked me to come back?"
And I'm a little brat, what are you two? Old brats.
Of course, Dazhuang didn't dare to say this out loud, as he was only a bit reckless, not stupid.