After bidding farewell to Chu Hanxin and returning to his courtyard, Han Feng's heart was beating violently and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

In his previous life, Han Feng was alone and had never even had a serious relationship.

But tonight when he was with Chu Hanxin, Han Feng experienced the feeling of "heartbeat" for the first time. This frequency and throbbing gave him a taste of love.

Staring at the delicate sachet in his hand, Han Feng was stunned with a smile on his face.

After a moment, an extremely resentful voice came from his mind.

"Master, you can't just forget about me when you have another woman."

Han Feng suddenly woke up and knew that Xian'er must be impatient and wanted to absorb the spirit stone.

But now that he has the spirit stone, he should really seize the time to practice.

Ever since Han Yuan and others were driven away that day, the main line of the Han family has not moved at all in the recent period. This kind of calmness makes Han Feng feel extremely uneasy.

The best way to deal with the crisis is to strengthen oneself. Since Han Feng has planned to protect the family, he must take action.

Putting the sachet under his pillow, Han Feng took out the spiritual stone he bought at the Imperial Trading Company today, as well as the pile of black fragments.

Seeing the fragments that cost more than two hundred gold coins to buy, Han Feng couldn't help but wonder.

"Xian'er, what are these fragments for? Why do you have to let me buy them?"

Previously at the Imperial Trading Company, the waitress had reminded Han Feng that although this object was a fragment of a high-end weapon, it was not of much use and the cost of hiring a weapon refiner to forge it was also very high.

Hearing this, Xian'er smiled.

"Master, you are really lucky. These fragments are fragments of a third-level "Nian Wen"."

"Nianbing?" Han Feng looked confused. He had never heard of this thing.

Xian'er explained.

"Master, in the world of cultivation, in order to improve their combat power, warriors not only practice martial arts, but also use weapons.

The weapons used by spiritual warriors that can increase their own spiritual power and burst out with powerful lethality are called "spiritual weapons", and they are also the most common weapons on the mainland.

But in addition to spiritual weapons, there is also a weapon that is exclusive to "spiritual masters", which can transmit or enhance spiritual power. It is called "spiritual weapons". This kind of weapon is rare, at least dozens of spiritual weapons.

times, and much more precious.

A third-level spiritual weapon may be worth hundreds of low-level spiritual stones, but a third-level spiritual weapon costs at least a thousand low-level spiritual stones, and it is priceless."

"hiss……!"

When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but gasped.

Thousands of low-level spirit stones are worth millions of gold coins. I am afraid that even the five major families will not be able to easily come up with so many gold coins at once.

After the shock, Han Feng became a little excited again.

"Xian'er, you mean, these Nianbing fragments are worth thousands of spirit stones?"

"Pfft..."

Xian'er laughed out loud. "Master, what are you thinking about? Although Nian Bing is precious, it must be a complete Nian Bing.

As for these fragments, when the Nian Bing collapsed, not only had the internal structure been damaged, but the various materials that were mixed during the refining process were also mixed into them.

Nowadays, mental power cannot be controlled, it is just a pile of waste, and the price of two hundred gold coins is just a scam."

"Well……"

Han Feng's face suddenly turned ugly.

"You...you knew you were cheating people, but you still let me buy it? Do I look like someone who was taken advantage of?"

"Oh... Master, don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet.

To others, these fragments are just a pile of scrap metal, but don't forget, the demon refining pot can refine all things, and naturally it can also refine the impurities in these fragments and leave behind the "spiritual metal".

You can even refine a Nian Weapon again."

When Han Feng heard this, he was not too excited. He somewhat understood Xian'er and immediately asked lightly.

"Just tell me directly how many spiritual stones are needed to refine a Nian Weapon."

Xian'er smiled charmingly.

"Not many, only two to three hundred spirit stones at most. Master, you really made a lot of money!"

The muscles on Han Feng's face twitched, and he finally said calmly.

"Okay, let's just consider that I have lost two hundred gold coins. I don't want this telepathy weapon anymore. Besides, I am not a spiritual telepathy master at all, and I have no need for this thing at all."

Xian'er chuckled, but said meaningfully.

"Master, you have practiced Dao Xuan Jue, these things will come in handy sooner or later."

Han Feng's heart suddenly felt like someone had dug a hole in advance and was waiting for him to jump down.

"That's all, let's practice first!"

Han Feng stopped thinking about it and decided to seize the time to practice.

But tonight he did not intend to improve his cultivation, but wanted to try what Xian'er said, practicing martial arts in the pot realm.

As Han Feng has been involved in martial arts for a longer period of time, he also understands the importance of martial arts.

As the saying goes, "Practice martial arts without practicing martial arts, ten years of hard work will be in vain." No matter how high your cultivation level is, if you don't practice martial arts, the power you can exert will only be one-tenth or two-tenths of your own.

Only by successfully practicing martial arts can you truly unleash your potential.

After making up her mind and communicating with Xian'er, Xian'er told Han Feng how to enter the Demon Refining Pot, and also taught Han Feng a small method to put some items into the Demon Refining Pot.

Of course, the number of things stored depends on Han Feng's mental strength and the energy level of the stored items.

Today, Han Feng can barely collect the three secret books, the pile of Nian Weapon fragments, and more than ten low-level spiritual stones into the Demon Refining Pot. No more can be collected.

After storing the items, Han Feng recited a secret in his heart, and the cyan mark on his heart flashed.

The next moment, a spinning feeling appeared. Han Feng's vision went dark, and in an instant he came to the vast white world again.

In front of his eyes, the holy and enchanting Xian'er, who was not as beautiful as a mortal, was already standing in front of Han Feng and said angrily to Han Feng.

"Master, you are finally willing to come and meet me."

Seeing Xian'er's "angry and resentful" look, Han Feng knew that he couldn't communicate too much with the other party, because if he didn't pay attention, he would be provoked and couldn't control himself, so he quickly went straight to the topic.

"Xian'er, I want to practice martial arts, how can I use the Demon Refining Pot to assist me?"

Hearing this, Xian'er said with a resentful look.

"Master only needs to practice martial arts as usual within the pot. I will absorb spiritual power to control the demon refining pot and help the master practice."

Han Feng nodded, no longer hesitated, performed a pile of tricks, recalled the Xuanshan Fist technique in his mind, and began to perform it on the spot.

And Xian'er also floated backwards at the right time, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Han Feng used his boxing skills in the Huzhong Realm, and at first he felt that there was no difference from when he practiced in the outside world.

But as time went by, he gradually discovered the differences.

As he used the Hanshan Fist, Han Feng discovered that the surrounding white clouds began to change, and actually glowed with red light.

The temperature in the space seemed to be gradually increasing, and my body began to heat up, as if I was in a furnace.

But Han Feng's heart became surprisingly calm, so calm that there was no distracting thoughts in his heart, and he forgot time and space...

In the end, I even forgot myself, and a picture suddenly appeared in my empty mind.

It was an illusory figure. Its steady steps moved quickly, and its fists were punched out one after another. It seemed like a random punch, but it was as firm as a mountain. Every punch struck out, there was a sound like the earth collapsing!

The next moment, the scene suddenly changed, and in front of the figure, there seemed to be rolling rocks falling, crushing him.

But that figure did not retreat but moved forward, striding forward with both fists open and closed, swinging freely.

Every time he punched out, he was able to smash a huge boulder into pieces. He was invincible and unstoppable!

"Boom boom boom...!"

The dull sound echoed in Han Feng's mind, and his eyes became hot and shocking.

Because the boxing technique performed by this figure was clearly the "Hanshan Fist".

Hanshanquan is divided into three levels: "gathering force", "breaking wood" and "breaking rock".

As for the Shanshan Fist performed by the figure in front of him, Han Feng felt that it had even surpassed the third level of "Breaking Rock Realm" and reached a new height.

While feeling horrified in his heart, Han Feng also discovered that he could actually see all the subtle changes in the muscles and bones in that figure's body when the boxing technique was used.

Its body seems to contain flowing dark red air currents, which seem to be the "qi and blood" that Xian'er refers to.

All of this was constantly engraved in Han Feng's mind. Unknowingly, he began to imitate that figure and used the Hanshan Fist again.
Chapter completed!