Hu Ling'er looked at him a few times and said, "Let's go back and talk!"

Han Yang had no choice but to nod.

Following Hu Ling'er, back to the hut, and after sitting down, Hu Ling'er looked at Han Yang and said, "My mission has fallen on you now!"

Han Yang's expression was shocked, and a deep look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he asked, "What does this mean?"

Hu Ling'er frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Actually, I am not his granddaughter, but I have grown up here since I was a child, and I don't know where I came from?

As for Brother Qingniu, he came here a few years ago when he was rescued by him!"

Han Yang and Fang Shaoyu's eyes were filled with different colors.

Hu Ling'er paused and then said, "However, since he was a child, he forced me to practice the magic magic skills of the sky. For this reason, I have suffered a lot in the past ten years. Brother Han, you may not know. Today, when I jumped into the Demon Transformation Pool, I wanted to die, but I didn't expect that I found that you were not dead yet, so I saved you. This time, you saved my life!"

Han Yang smiled slightly and said, "Miss Ling'er, you are obviously saving me. If it weren't for you, I would probably stay down there forever. Maybe one day I will die!"

"No, you really saved me!"

Hu Ling'er looked at him with bright eyes, "Because from now on, I will no longer have to bear that pain, and you will take over me and bear this pain. Brother Han, I'm sorry!"

As she said that, her tears had already whirled, and two crystal tears had fallen to the ground.

Han Yang frowned slightly, then whispered: "Okay, it's okay, I'm different from you. Even if I enter the Demon Transformation Pool, I can't die!"

When Hu Ling'er heard this, she couldn't help but smile and said, "This is true. I can probably understand why grandpa asked you to replace you, because you can stay in the Demon Transformation Pool for so long. Your talent is much better than me! I believe that you can definitely satisfy grandpa!"

Han Yang frowned and said in a deep voice: "But he wants me to practice this first level of the Tianhuan Magical Art within three months, otherwise, I will kill one of my friends!"

"What?"

Hu Ling'er's face changed drastically, her glasses widened and looked at him in surprise.

Then, her face darkened and her brows frowned.

Seeing this, Han Yang asked, "Is it difficult to practice this magical magic skill?"

Hu Ling'er looked at him, pondered for a while, and then said, "This Tianhuan Magical Art has three levels of realms, and each level is divided into six levels of small realms. I have practiced for decades before I can reach the fourth level of small realm of the first level!"

"What?"

Han Yang and Fang Shaoyu were both stunned.

Especially Han Yang, his face became even more ugly at this moment. Although he had long expected that it was very difficult to practice the magic magic skills of the sky, he did not expect that it would be so difficult.

Hu Ling'er has not yet achieved the first level of cultivation for more than ten years. How could he achieve the first level of cultivation within three months?

His face became extremely gloomy for a moment.

Seeing this, Hu Ling'er sighed in a low voice and couldn't help but say to him: "Brother Han, don't be discouraged. Your talent is better than me. When you practice, your progress will definitely be much faster than mine!"

Han Yang frowned and thought for a while, looking at her and asked, "Why did your grandfather do this?

Why did you force me to practice the Tianhuan Magic Art?

What exactly does this technique do?

What is his purpose?"

He really couldn't understand Hu Yixian's motives.

Hu Ling'er said, "As far as I know, my grandfather seems to have an extremely powerful enemy. He used to force me to practice this magical magic skill, and it seemed that he wanted me to avenge him!"

When Han Yang and Fang Shaoyu heard this, their brows frowned and a deep look of doubt appeared in their eyes.

Fang Shaoyu said in a deep voice: "How is this possible?

His cultivation is so high, what kind of revenge can't be revenged by himself?"

Han Yang looked at Hu Ling'er in confusion.

Hu Ling'er said, "I don't know about this. I've asked him curiously before, but he didn't tell me. However, there is one thing I can be sure that he forced us to practice this technique, and it must be a purpose!"

A light flashed in Han Yang's eyes. In this way, the situation may not be that bad. If Hu Yixian's purpose can be understood, he might have some say.

After thinking about it, he looked at Hu Ling'er and asked, "Is there any danger when practicing the Heavenly Magical Art?"

Hu Ling'er said: "Of course, in order to promote the improvement of his skills, he must continue to enter the Demon Transformation Pool! I believe you already know that kind of pain! As for this technique itself, it is an evil skill, but it is very powerful!"

Han Yang frowned and thought for a while, and soon, he made a decision. He looked at Hu Ling'er and said, "I will start practicing this magical magic skills now. Tell me carefully!"

Hu Ling'er nodded. Seeing this, Fang Shaoyu and Zeng Qingniu went out.

After they went out, Hu Ling'er looked at Han Yang and said, "This Tianhuan Magical Art has three levels of realm, the first level, the magic poison, the second level, the magic baby, the third level, the magic seed! One layer is more difficult! I have practiced the first level for decades, and I have some experiences that I can tell you!"

Han Yang listened attentively. No matter whether the technique is good or bad, he must hurry up and practice. Only when Hu Yixian is satisfied, Fang Shaoyu and Zi Ling will be free of danger.

There is no way. Now people have to bow their heads under the roof. When they are not capable, they can only seek death.

Now, for him, the only way out is to practice this technique well.

If Hu Yixian saw his potential, he would gain some say at that time. Perhaps he could let Zi Ling and Fang Shaoyu leave this place first.
Chapter completed!