Siheyuan: a hole in the sky with you

"Humph!" He Yuzhu snorted coldly. He had already seen that He Daqing was now in the Ming Jin state.

A few months ago, He Daqing would have been able to fight with him a few times, but now that he has the strength to change his strength, the little He Daqing is really not worth his attention.

"Iron Sand Palm!" He Yuzhu also used Iron Sand Palm.

The two of them performed the same martial arts, and soon it was clear who was the winner.

The iron sand palm used by He Daqing looked very impressive. His palms instantly turned black. Looking from a distance, it really had a metallic color. When people who don't know how to use such an iron sand palm see it, it is indeed

will be shocked.

As for He Yuzhu, he also has an iron sand palm, but his changes are much smaller than that of He Daqing. Only his palms have become whiter than before, and there are no other changes at all.

When people who don't understand see this, they must be on the side of He Daqing, thinking that his Iron Sand Palm is powerful. But when people who really understand see this, they will immediately exclaim: The highest state of Iron Sand Palm, combining hardness and softness!

Only when the iron sand palm is cultivated to the highest level, the palm will return to its original color.

"Hey, it seems that this kid's Iron Sand Palm has not yet been mastered. This time I will let you know how good I am!" He Daqing showed a proud smile on his face. He didn't even notice that He Yuzhu's Iron Sand Palm had actually reached the highest level.

realm.

He Daqing didn't notice it, so you really can't blame him.

Because he is not a person in the world of cultivation. The reason why he started practicing martial arts was just because He Yuzhu accidentally obtained the Xingyi Zhenji. He practiced Xingyiquan more because he wanted to get some protection for himself in this troubled world.

and family strength.

He has never thought about getting involved in the world of cultivation. In essence, he is just a chef.

Therefore, regarding some things in the world of cultivation, He Daqing has understood eight or seven things, but is still ignorant of one thing.

He knows how to practice Iron Sand Palm. The reason is actually very funny. One reason is because the practice of Iron Sand Palm is relatively simple and you can practice it as long as you have iron sand. The other reason is because the process of practicing Iron Sand Palm is similar to cooking, so,

He Daqing chose to practice Iron Sand Palm.

However, his mind is either on cooking or on women. As for Iron Palm, if he thinks about practicing it, he can't remember. Maybe he won't be able to practice it for ten days and a half. Therefore, his understanding of Iron Palm is really very good.

Few, very few.

"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" He Yuzhu smiled sarcastically, and then hit He Daqing's palm with a merciless palm with his right hand.

"call......!"

The next moment, He Daqing flew backwards like a cannonball. When he flew out, his face was full of confusion. He couldn't figure out why his iron sand palm was so vulnerable. Obviously his iron sand palm was more vulnerable.

It's strong.

Well, up to now, He Daqing is still blind to gold and jade. He still thinks that He Yuzhu’s iron sand palm has not even reached the entry level. In He Daqing’s mind, only people like him with black hands can be the entry level in cultivation.

I didn't expect that He Yuzhu's Iron Sand Palm had already reached its highest level.

With a sound of "Bang!", He Daqing flew for more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground.

He Yuzhu had to stop now, otherwise with his current strength, he would be able to kill He Daqing with one palm.

"good!"

"Cool!"

"Deserve it!" The words were different, but everyone was secretly happy after seeing He Daqing's fate.

Obviously, everyone doesn't like He Daqing.

"Ah, my hand, my hand seems to be broken, He Yuzhu, you unfilial son, I am your father, you can do such a heavy hand to me, you unfilial son!" He Daqing held his broken hand.

With his right hand, he kept cursing He Yuzhu.

"He Daqing, if you don't shut up, I will smash your mouth." He Yuzhu threatened coldly.

"You dare?" He Daqing said loudly, but after seeing He Yuzhu's cold eyes, he still closed his mouth.

The encounter just now proved that He Yuzhu was really capable of ruthlessness. He broke his right hand with one palm, and smashing his mouth was probably not a joke.

As the saying goes, a good man will not suffer the immediate consequences. He Daqing kept his mouth shut sincerely.

"Zhuzi, it's better to treat your dad first. If it takes a long time, his hand will really be broken." The first man stood up and said. He was helping He Yuzhu step down.

"Huh, let him cut it off. It's better than us two brothers and sisters almost starving to death." After saying that, He Yuzhu went home with an angry look on his face and closed the door heavily.

"...Hey!" He Daqing, who was still humming at first, sighed and fell silent after hearing He Yuzhu's words.

"He Da, come on, come to my house first." The first uncle walked over and helped He Daqing up. (From now on, the first uncle and the second uncle will all call him He Daqing. If you call him Da///Qing, you may be blocked. It's safe.

For the sake of safety, let’s change it.)

"Master..." He Daqing shouted, his eyes full of self-blame and pain.

He no longer cares about being embarrassed or not. What He Yuzhu said just now completely knocked him down.

He would never have thought of this before, but now after being treated so coldly by his own son, He Daqing was finally woken up. Looking back on what he had done before, He Daqing really blamed himself.

At that time, he only wanted to leave Huajing as soon as possible to avoid being caught and settle the accounts afterwards. He had never thought about what would happen to the two children he left behind in Huajing.

Are they well fed? Will they be angered? Or will there be any accidents...

Thinking of this, He Daqing felt for the first time that he was not qualified to be someone's father.

"He Da, don't think too much. Zhu Zhu is very angry now, but where did the overnight feud between father and son come from, don't you think? Maybe it will be fine in a few days." The first man comforted.

"Master, thank you!" He Daqing thanked him sincerely.

The uncle's words made him feel better.

"Yes, where did the overnight feud between father and son come from?" He Daqing repeated in his heart.

"That's good to say, but I have to do something to make up for the pillars and the rain."

He Daqing thought about it to see if there was anything that could bridge the gap between father and son.

"Yes, Ju Yin Pill!" He Daqing's eyes lit up, and he thought of Ju Yin Pill.

"Zhu Zhu's cultivation talent is very strong. The Yin Gathering Pill has such a great effect even on me. So if Zhu Zhu takes it, wouldn't the effect be even stronger? Yes, that's right!"

He Daqing waved his hand excitedly, but he forgot that his right hand was still broken. Suddenly, a burst of intense pain made him scream in agony.

"Ah...it hurts so much!"

He Yuzhu in the room also heard about He Daqing's participation in this life, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes. He really hated He Daqing just now, but the harder he felt, the more he missed him.

In fact, when Qin Huairu said that his father was back, He Yuzhu's first reaction was happiness, followed by anger. It can be seen that in He Yuzhu's heart, he actually wanted He Daqing to come back.

Which child doesn't miss his parents? He Yuzhu is twenty-six years old now, but when it comes to missing his parents, there is no age distinction.

"Huairu, give this thing to the uncle." He Yuzhu stood up and found a bottle of ointment and handed it to Qin Huairu.

The ointment he took out was a secret medicine refined by Zhou Jianguo, which was extremely effective for bone injuries.

If He Daqing used this ointment on his right hand, his right hand would be back to its original state in less than three days.

This is also the reason why He Yuzhu showed no mercy before. With this ointment, there is no need to worry about becoming disabled.

Qin Huairu didn't say much, took the ointment, and when she walked to the door, she couldn't help but said: "Zhuzi, he is your biological father after all, so..."

"Nonsense, I know how to do it." He Yuzhu cursed unhappily.

Qin Huairu muttered, as if she wanted to say something else, but was forced back by He Yuzhu's cold eyes.

However, when Qin Huairu walked out of the door and He Yuzhu didn't see her, a smile appeared on her lips.

The more she talks to He Daqing now, the more disgusted He Daqing will be in his heart if He Daqing objects to the matter between her and Zhu Zhu in the future.

Think about it, he kept persuading Zhuzi to reconcile with his father, and even angered Zhuzi. In the end, the two finally reconciled, but on the other hand, He Daqing strongly opposed him and Zhuzi being together.

In comparison, He Daqing's status in He Yuzhu's heart will become lower and lower, while her status will become higher and higher.

I have to say that Qin Huairu is indeed very smart, and her ability to turn retreat into advancement is superb.

Zhou Jianguo returned to the backyard in a happy mood. Of course, before entering the house, he had to put away the happy expression on his face and change it to a normal expression, otherwise she would definitely feel uncomfortable if Yu Yu saw him in his current state.

"Jianguo, did my brother really break my father's hand?" He Yuyu asked impatiently as soon as Zhou Jianguo entered the door.

He Daqing's screams were so loud that He Yuyu had already heard them.

At that time, she wanted to run out, but the old lady stopped her and said, if you go out at this time, your brother will be embarrassed.

He Yuyu didn't go out, but he was anxiously waiting for Zhou Jianguo to come back.

No, as soon as Zhou Jianguo came back, He Yuyu couldn't wait to ask about He Daqing's situation.

"Yes, Zhu Zhu did break Uncle He's hand." Zhou Jianguo nodded.

"My brother, really, why don't you give him a simple lesson? Why did he break his hand? He is his father after all." He Yuyu said with some dissatisfaction.

"Yu Yu, Uncle He actually has a certain responsibility for this matter. He thought he had Ming Jin's strength, so he wanted to teach Zhu Zhu a lesson, but..." Zhou Jianguo shrugged and said no more.

"Hey..." He Yuyu patted his forehead in great helplessness. A person with a bright Jin cultivation level challenged a strong person with strong strength. Who gave him the courage? It was Liang Jingru!