My Mobile Phone Connects To Another World

When Qin Hao bought the food, his mother was scrubbing his father's body. At this time, his father had also passed the initial period of weakness. He looked full of energy and even looked much younger.

Originally, her sister planned to take her father for a check-up to see if he was really cured, but Qin Hao refused.

Because no matter what the examination results are, it is meaningless. If it is found to be cured after the examination, it will undoubtedly attract the attention of others, and there may be some trouble by then.

If he didn't recover, Qin Hao didn't know how to cure his father.

In short, just think that from now on, my father will be a healthy and long-lived person.

Sister and the others all understood this, so they no longer thought about checking it out. Not only that, everyone also knew that things about the elixir must not be revealed.

In the afternoon of that day, Qin Hao discharged his father from the hospital. The family returned home happily and bought a lot of good food along the way.

Today is a more important day than any holiday for their family.

After returning home, his mother and sister started busy with dinner. Qin Hao and his brother-in-law chatted with their father in the yard. The two children, Xianxian and Beibei, ran to the fields outside the yard to play games carefree.

Qin Hao feels that even if he loses all the abilities and wealth he has now, as long as he still has these family members by his side, he will still have no regrets in this life.

However, this is always a false proposition. Many times, the reason why people can enjoy the beauty brought by life is just because they have put in too much hard work and effort before this beauty. These good things are just all The rewards you get for your efforts.

If Qin Hao really loses his current ability and wealth, then this beauty will undoubtedly become extremely fragile, and it only takes one or two minor accidents to directly destroy it.

This is also the situation of most ordinary people. As long as there is the slightest external factor, the already precarious living situation will be shattered in an instant.

So Qin Hao told himself that he still needed to work harder. For this beauty and for these family members, he must always stand at the top of the world and have the power to protect it all.

At this dinner, everyone was crying and laughing. Qin Hao suggested that in the future, we should celebrate this day every year and regard this day as the most solemn festival in the family.

Late at night, when his family members all fell asleep, Qin Hao returned to his room, exhaled softly, changed into the clothes of Cangming World, put on his sword, and traveled through the past.

At this time, only an hour had passed in Cangming Continent. When Qin Hao appeared in the ravine again, Canyi Sword God sitting on a big rock in the distance immediately discovered his traces.

Qin Hao just wanted to leave the ravine, but when he saw the figure of Canyi Sword God, he was stunned.

"where did you go?"

Canyi Sword God arrived in front of Qin Hao in just the blink of an eye, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

At this moment, Qin Hao almost chose to return, but then he understood that he had no ability to resist in front of this person. If he returned, unless he never came to Cangming Continent again, he would probably die next time he appeared. .

"Who are you?"

The old man pressed again.

Qin Hao was struggling in his heart. He was grateful to the old man for giving him the elixir and rescuing his father. However, traveling between two worlds was his biggest secret. Once this secret was known to others, he would be trapped every time he traveled across the world. , there will be unpredictable risks.

The old man didn't force him, he just looked at him silently, but the faint pressure emanating from him gave Qin Hao the illusion of facing death.

Qin Hao hesitated and struggled for a long time. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Senior, I wonder if I can still be your disciple?"

The old man said nothing.

"Senior, I know that no small tricks can hide anything from you. If I can still become your disciple, I will no longer have anything to hide."

Qin Hao cupped his hands and bent down, bowing deeply to the end.

The old man looked at Qin Hao silently. After a long time, he said lightly:

"Kneel down."

Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that the leader of swordsmanship in the world should have agreed to accept him.

In this way, he no longer hesitated.

Qin Hao slowly knelt down, kowtowed to the old man three times, and said loudly:

"Disciple Qin Hao, pay homage to Master."

The old man nodded and raised his hand slightly, and Qin Hao felt a force lifting him up.

"I don't care who you are, and I don't care where your ability to disappear suddenly comes from. Since you have become my disciple, I only have two requirements for you from now on. First, you must not bully your master and destroy your ancestors. , Secondly, you must not submit to the royal family."

These two requests were nothing to Qin Hao, and he readily agreed.

The old man took Qin Hao to the sky, crossed the sky, and returned to the Sword Valley.

As soon as he landed, Qin Hao wanted to say something, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

"This is your secret. You don't need to tell me. You just need to do the two points I just mentioned."

Qin Hao thought for a while and then stopped telling all his thoughts.

The old man pointed to the bamboo forest in the valley and said:

"There is a lot of bamboo in the valley. You can cut it to build your own house. In addition, you have to rely on yourself for daily living."

"yes."

The old man looked at the long knife on Qin Hao's waist again and said:

"Do you practice swordsmanship?"

"I have practiced a set of sword skills."

"It's up to you. From now on, you can practice swordsmanship with me. As long as you can meet my requirements, I won't care about anything else you want to practice."

"Yes, Master."

The old man made a casual move, and the Kunwu sword far away in the bamboo house flew out and was firmly inserted in front of Qin Hao.

"Pull out the sword."

The old man soon entered the role of a master and began to teach Qin Hao how to practice swordsmanship.

Qin Hao put the long sword aside, reached out to hold the hilt, and pulled out the famous sword.

"You should have practiced swordsmanship. I won't say much more. I will only practice one move today and hit the stones I shoot. When you can hit ten stones in a row, you will pass."

After saying that, the old man tapped his toes, flew backwards, and stopped about twenty meters away from Qin Hao.

He lightly stamped his foot, and the stones on the ground immediately shattered into longan-sized stones suspended in mid-air.

He didn't see any movement, and one of the stones was shot out instantly.

Qin Hao's pupils suddenly tightened, and he thrust his sword forward as fast as he could, but there was no blocking feeling from the sword tip. Instead, his chest shook, and he couldn't control his steps and stepped back four or five times. step.

Qin Hao rubbed his chest. He knew without looking that it was definitely red and swollen.

The speed of that stone was so fast that even if it did not reach the speed of sound, it was probably close to it.

Moreover, the master did not make any preparations for shooting the stone, making it impossible for Qin Hao to predict in advance.

The old man frowned slightly and said in a cold tone:

"Don't look at it with your eyes, feel it with your sword. Let the foot in front of you become an absolute space that belongs to you."

Qin Hao was startled and didn't understand what the master meant by the sword.

Although he had learned Songfeng swordsmanship and basic sword moves, he had used essence to improve them to the point where they could no longer be improved.

But this level is too low for someone of Can Yi Sword God's level.

Moreover, although Qin Hao has heard the term sword intention, he does not know what sword intention is and where his own sword intention lies.

But the old man didn't give him time to think, and the second stone had already been shot.