Chapter 687: The old wound

Chapter 687
Tian Lao was not surprised by Han Yu’s failure, and said indifferently:
It takes countless attempts to achieve success in Tiangang’s Evil Palm. After thousands of trials, your physical body is stronger than others and you can touch it very early. The supernatural powers that you can't afford to cultivate are a huge advantage. Don't worry, practice slowly and just let the flow go.
Han Yu nodded. Although he desperately wanted to master such terrifying methods as Tiangang Shazhang, he also knew the truth that haste is not fast, and said, "I see, shall we go back?"
The old man didn't say much, turned around and left. Han Yu caught up with the old man in a few steps, and the two walked side by side.
"Wuzhou is a place where there are many masters and mermaid. You go to cherish everything and act carefully." Tian Lao suddenly became a little emotional.
"I understand, you must be careful when you go back." Han Yu exhorted.
Tian Lao has been in Han Yu's body for more than three years. In the past three years, he and Han Yu have not separated from each other and suddenly want to leave, making Han Yu a little bit reluctant. At the same time, Han Yu also felt deeply worried about the situation of the old man, but Han Yu's strength could not help him at all.
For a while, the two were silent in a tacit understanding. After a while, the old man laughed and said: "Look at us, it's not life and death. Why are so sentimental. It shouldn't be long before we meet again."
Han Yu clenched his fists tightly and said, "It must not be too long."
Since the Lu family was destroyed, Han Yu's desire for strength has become less intense, but at this moment, he has become an unprecedented desire.
The realm of Tianwu is far from Han Yu's current limit. Wu Wang, Wu Huang, and even Wu Sheng, Han Yu will all go for a charge.
Han Yu suddenly remembered Tian Lao's injury and asked: "Can you heal your injury by using the taboo method last time?"
Tian Lao thought for a while, and said: "The law of taboos is forbidden by heaven and earth. It cannot be used at will. If you force it, you will die on the spot, and you will be injured in the slightest."
"Dao hurt?" Han Yu is not too unfamiliar with this term, but he doesn't know too much. He only knew that Dao injury was a very serious injury and it was almost impossible to cure.
Tian Lao explained: "The Dao injury is the wound left by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in the body of the cultivator. It is not an exaggeration to call this the most terrifying injury. It is almost impossible to heal. It will not show up in normal time, but if When encountering a difficult battle, tearing a road injury, or a breakthrough in a big realm, it touches the road injury. Dao injury may cause people to fall into a deadly place."
"Once you get hurt, you will never be sanctified for life, even in the heyday of cultivation, it will never be possible to impact the martial arts realm, let alone the current age without sage."
Han Yu changed his color slightly, and the sequelae left by Tianlao were far more serious than he had originally thought. No wonder Tianlao never asked Han Yu to find a cure after he woke up.
The old man smiled calmly: "If in the ancient times, the existence of Dao wounds would indeed cause headaches for the old man, but in this age of no sage, even if there is no Dao wounds, he can’t attack the martial sage realm. In other words, the impact is not great."
Han Yu asked: "Old man, are there really no saints in this world? Do you remember the white-clothed men and giants we met in that world?"
Tian Lao said: "At the time I did mistake them for saints, but now that I think about it, it should be impossible. If the white-clothed people are saints and want to enter the sea of ​​blood, how can they use Yin Soldiers to use this method to directly kill them? Don’t you? Although his body is very similar to a saint, he is only a clone, and he cannot make judgments just because of the appearance of his body."
"As for the giant, it is even more impossible to judge. If the old man was in this state today, he should be able to see their depth. But that world must be built by a strong man above the martial arts level. I am afraid that the time of construction was in the ancient times. Time, so whether there are still saints now is still a mystery."
Han Yu feels a little better, otherwise if it is because of his relationship that makes it difficult for the old man to be holy all his life, Han Yu will feel guilty for the rest of his life. Asked: "Is there any way to heal the Taoist injury?"
Tian Lao said: "Holy medicine is okay, if you can invite a martial arts-level powerhouse to heal me, it is also possible."
Han Yu secretly sighed, no matter it is a powerful person of the Holy Medicine and Martial Saint level, that is almost non-existent. This is similar to Han Yu's severed finger.
The old man smiled and said, "Boy, don't care too much. The old man's injury is because of you, and your severed finger is because of the old man, so we can be considered even."
Han Yu gave a wry smile, but didn't think too much.
Not long after, the two flew back to Han Yu's other courtyard. The old man chose a room, but he kept the door behind closed doors, and instructed Han Yu aggressively not to disturb him unless the sky fell.
Han Yu observed the state of Han Yi, Han Gan, and Han Yong. The three of them were improving rapidly, and Han Yu was not worried. In the yard, he pondered over and over again.
Two days later in the blink of an eye, Han Yu was cultivating the evil palm of Tiangang without sleeping and eating, and knew the essence of the evil palm of Tiangang. He tried to use it several times, but because of his lack of realm, he couldn't use the power of Heavenly Dao as he wanted, and suffered several backlashes.
Fortunately, his physical body was strong, and the backlash did not cause him much harm.
In the morning, Han Yu finished practicing Tiangang Slap, and suddenly a shout of hysteria came from the innermost room.
"Xiaoyu, run!"
Han Yu's body trembled suddenly, and his thoughts instantly returned to the time when the Tri-Clan Trial was held in the Blood Fiend Forest three years ago.
Lightning, thunder, heavy rain.
Han Yu faced several members of the Yang family alone, fighting against the trapped beasts. Han Yi, Han Gan, Han Yong and others, who had already escaped, returned without hesitation, and rescued Han Yu from crisis.
Han Jin, Han Jie, and Han Hai blew themselves up, blazing a trail for them. If it hadn't been for these brothers, he would have died long ago, and the feeling of blood thicker than water for a while made Han Yu's eyes burst into tears.
After Han Yu stayed, he rushed to the innermost room in surprise. The voice just now was Han Yi's, and Han Yi was already awake.
"Huh!"
Han Yu rushed into the room at an incredible speed, so fast that Han Yi's voice just fell, and Han Yu had already arrived in front of Han Yi.
At this time, Han Yi's face was painful and struggling, and his eyes were bloodshot, full of despair and madness.
When his memory was still in the Blood Fiend Forest, his emotions were still sad for the death of his brother, and extremely angry for the shamelessness of the Yang family.