With an unconscious moan, Han Feng suddenly woke up.

"hiss!"

Before he opened his eyes, the severe pain instantly invaded his nerves. Han Feng then discovered that the thick fighting spirit in his body was now very small, so weak that it could hardly be noticed.

This time, Han Feng could no longer lie down. He jumped up instinctively and fell back to the bed heavily. A severe pain made him gasp. It seemed that his body was actually seriously injured.

What's going on?

Not long ago, I clearly entered the heavenly realm that countless warriors dreamed of. The fighting spirit in my body changed from acquired to innate. It was not only majestic and superb, but also endlessly. But now, where has my fighting spirit gone?

I was obviously sick and undisastered, resting at my home all the time. Why did I wake up and feel hurt all over my body?

A series of doubts kept hitting Han Feng's brain.

And when Han Feng accidentally saw his body, he was even more shocked.

His arms were as slender as children, and not only his arms, but also his feet, and even his entire body became the same as children. But he was obviously over four hundred years old!

After getting up with difficulty, Han Feng looked around and found that he was in a thatched hut. The display in the room was very simple, with only a wooden table and a few chairs, and then the relatively soft big bed under him.

Walking to the water tank at the corner of the house, looking at himself who was only eleven or twelve years old in the water, Han Feng was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. It was not until his body felt pain and weakness that Han Feng woke up.

After carefully looking around, Han Feng felt more and more familiar with him as he looked at him. Gradually, the long-standing memories hidden in his mind slowly emerged.

Isn’t this room the room where he lived four hundred years ago when he was a child and lived with his father for life?

Every corner and every item here made him unable to help but feel a warm sense of familiarity.

At some point, Han Feng, who had always been strong, had his eyes wet.

After calming down and being excited, Han Feng thought to himself: "Am I back four hundred years ago? Or is that those four hundred years of experience just a big dream?

He began to recall this four hundred years of dream.

The past flashed through Han Feng's heart one by one.

Han Feng remembers that the Han family where he and his father are located are considered a powerful family in the Tianxing Empire, and his father is the second son of the contemporary patriarch, but he is an illegitimate son.

My grandfather, who almost didn't remember his appearance, gave birth to his father Han Yiyuan with a maid while drinking. As a disgraceful illegitimate child, his father was not favored by his family since he was a child and his life was unsatisfactory since he was a child.

However, no matter how much my father said, he was still a member of the Han family. There were always opportunities to learn some low-level martial arts in the family’s Shangwu Hall. Of course, my father didn’t have to think about those high-level martial arts that only children in the inner house could learn.

In Han Feng's memory, his father was very strong-willed and wanted to be recognized by the family. He practiced very hard. Unfortunately, he never learned advanced mental methods, nor could he get the assistance of the expensive elixirs in the family. His cultivation was naturally slow, and he is only at the second level of human level.

Of course, if he leaves the Han family, in the eyes of other ordinary people, the second-rank of human rank is already a master who can get on the table. It would be not difficult for Han Yiyuan to find a good job and live a comfortable life. But he never did this.

All of this is for himself, the only son of his father.

The reason why he stayed in the Han family was that his father was to have the resources of Shangwu Hall in the family, and to be able to receive a better education and make a name for himself one day. For this reason, his father gritted his teeth and endured countless rolls of eyes and humiliation.

However, things didn't go as they wished, and Han Feng was not unemployed in his studies. His father was even more worried about him, but his fighting spirit qualifications were really... No matter how hard he worked, fighting spirit could barely reach the basic second level. It is precisely because of this that he was often bullied by some children of the same age in the clan.

Han Feng also remembered that the reason why he was so injured this time was because he was forced to "competition" by the children in the clan, and he was "accidentally" injured by a child who was completely second-level higher than his fighting spirit.

If I remember correctly, I had just turned eleven at this time.

If reality continues to develop according to its own "dream", then when I was fourteen years old, that is, three years later, the Han family will be attacked by a powerful enemy and be destroyed.

Because he and his father lived among the servants on the periphery, he escaped from the sky, but in order to protect himself, his father fought to the death and died in the end.

This has also become Han Feng’s biggest regret in his life!

After becoming an orphan, Han Feng wandered around until he met his master, Lin Yue from Xuantian Sect.

Han Feng would never forget the days in Xuantian Sect. Here, from the sect leader to the senior brothers and brothers, they were filled with humanity, allowing him to feel the warmth of home again.

However, the good times did not last long. Just when Han Feng thought he would spend the rest of his life happily in Xuantian Sect, Xuantian Sect was forcibly annexed by the powerful Xinghai Pavilion because of the wealth accumulated by the sect for many years. Subsequently, the two elders of the Xuantian Sect died strangely, and the master Lin Yue was humiliated by the young master of Xinghai Pavilion and committed suicide with hatred.

At that time, Han Feng did not want to avenge his master, but his strength was really pitiful and sad. In desperation, Han Feng left the mountain gate and searched for famous masters everywhere.
Chapter completed!