Self-cultivation of the villain prince

Han Family House.

Boom!

There seemed to be a huge wave in his mind, and the violent waves hit Han Xiuming's reason endlessly.

Bang!

Suddenly, Han Xiuming snorted when his head hit a hard object.

He wanted to get up on the bed, but this body didn't seem to belong to him, and there was no response no matter how hard he tried.At the same time, he only felt that Shenhun was experiencing a pain that seemed to be forcibly torn and reassembled. Even if Han Xiuming was the Master of Concentration, he could not resist this pain.

A stream of completely different memories came and turned into long or short fragments that constantly appeared in his mind, making his originally vague mind shocked again.

I am Han Xiuming, an abandoned disciple of the Xingyi Sect. I got a chance when I traveled the rivers and lakes. I have few rivals in the same level. I was promoted to the Grand Master of Ning Shen at the age of 45. I was called the "Wuji Claw" by the people in the rivers and lakes. Become a local tycoon...

I’m Han Ruo. My aptitude is only one thing better than my congenital Taoism. My father called me a “grand master”. Unfortunately, I was pushed to the ground by a nasty man and hurt my head. Since then, I seem to have lost control of my body. I can only watch the body act instinctively...

Two completely different memories are constantly colliding and impacting, as if two completely different gears are colliding with each other.

"Can't go on like this..."

After all, Han Xiuming is the Master of Concentration. He doesn't know why he was resurrected from the dead, but his survival instinct told him that he had better not fight to the death with the soul of the original owner of the body.

To find a fit...

The Han family...Yes...I am the ancestor of Han Ruo, and I am the ancestor of the Han family...

We are connected by blood...

We can merge...

The violent collision between the spirits stopped abruptly, and the two gears found a meeting point. An inexplicable strong gravitational force pulled the spirits of Han Xiuming and Han Ruo to merge them into a harmonious whole, like the Pisces in the Tai Chi map.

I don't know how long it took, Han Xiuming, or Han Ruo, he finally felt that his body had some sensations, and his consciousness gradually became clear from the drowsiness.

"I'm Han Xiuming..." he said, then stroked his face with trembling hands.

Smooth and delicate, not his old face wrinkled by the passage of time.

This is the face of a young man...

"Hmm..." He let out a groan from his throat, and tried to support his body to stand up, ignoring the maids who had opened their eyes and wanted to support him, stumbled to the bronze mirror on the bedside.

On the bronze mirror was reflected a pale, delicate young figure.

"No... I'm Han Ruo..." he murmured.

On the street, an old man with an immortal wind and bones suddenly stopped.

"This is the sixth... I hope I can hold on for longer..." he whispered inwardly.

Whether it's you or me...

Worry-free Palace.

Yunqi Pavilion.

Naturally, Xie Yu couldn't know that another "rebirth" had appeared again, and he was still dealing with Hua Yidie who suddenly changed his attitude.

Since he just asked about Liu Ningshuang, Hua Yidie's expression has become a little nervous.

He would never think of his own words that made Hua Yidie think of a lot.

'Mother, you won't do anything sorry for me, will you?'

Once this thought came out, it could no longer be stopped.

Hua Yidie thought about it carefully, and found that Xie Yu often and Liu Ningshuang Zhenqi Transmission didn't know what they were talking about, and many times, even if they didn't say a word, they could understand each other's thoughts just by making eye contact.

Neither she nor the senior sister could achieve such a seamless understanding!

Although Hua Yidie used to think about her mother's change of orientation and enjoy the happiness of family with her and her senior sister, but with the addition of Xie Yu, she suddenly felt her taste changed.

"Die'er, what's wrong with you?" Xie Yu asked with concern.

Hua Yidie only then woke up from her thoughts, staring at Xie Yu faintly, and seeing him chill out, he made up his mind even more.

"I heard that there are also hard skills that can partially strengthen body parts... If it is combined with Dong Xuanzi with a variety of postures, the witches of the Tianyin sect cannot resist it?'

However, let's think about business first.

Xie Yu looked serious, and asked seriously: "Die'er, you can't remember how your mother got sick in the first place?"

Seeing Xie Yu's serious tone, Hua Yidie knew that the matter was serious, recalled the details in her memory, and immediately replied: "My mother only went to the city to buy some daily supplies, but after returning to the mountain gate, she couldn't afford it. "

Is it an infectious disease?

Xie Yu asked about the symptoms again.

"My mother looks no different from ordinary people in appearance, but she often falls into a drowsy state, she feels languid, and finally her breath is getting weaker and weaker, and even the genius doctor Wu is helpless." Hua Yidie said with a sigh.

The retrogression of skill alone was not enough to defeat her. The death of Liu Ningshuang two years ago was the biggest blow to her.

Fortunately, now Liu Ningshuang is alive again, she and her senior sister no longer need to worry about the future of Zixiamen, everything is developing in a good direction.

"Listen to your description... Is it loss of soul?" Xie Yu speculated.

Of course, for Liu Ningshuang, who has a martial arts cultivation base, it should be called the wound of the soul to be precise.

Hua Yidie is not very sure: "Zixiamen does not involve martial arts or esoteric skills in the cultivation of spirits, and his father cannot tell whether his mother is damaged by spirits."

Xie Yu nodded slightly. The martial arts involving spirits were rarely passed on in the arena. Zixiamen was not a martial art, and it was normal to have no inheritance.

As for the occult occult techniques such as Ecstasy, it is just a way to use the power of the soul, and it does not help in diagnosing the situation of other people’s souls. Besides the Tianyin Sect and a few sects, few people can use the soul The secret technique is used freely.

Xie Yuna was purely because of the use of divine will value to open the hook, and every promotion he made was the optimal solution.

"I've heard that Doctor Wu has cured the loss of soul, and he has also cured several warriors who were injured by the master of Ning Shen, can't he see whether his sister's soul is intact?"

The genius doctors of this world can not only treat internal injuries and external injuries, but can even prescribe prescriptions for the wounds of the soul.

Since Wu Anyu had treated people traumatized by divine souls, if Liu Ningshuang was the same, he should have seen it too.

Hua Yidie recalled for a moment, then shook her head and said: "Mr. Wu said that this is not the wound of the soul. He has never seen such a strange disease."

"Father later invited two Ning Shen masters to come for treatment, but they also said that the mother's spirit was intact and the cause of the disease could not be found."

What is this strange disease?Or is it poisoned?