On this day, Fang Han circulated the "Wood Emperor's Gang Qi" for another week. He felt that all the impurities in his body had been refined. His Taoist Gang Qi was extremely pure, and there was a kind of spirituality that was ready to move, as if the early spring was still dormant.
Insects in the soil can emerge from the ground as long as the spring thunder sounds.
He knew that in order to really move the Gang Qi, understand Yin and Yang, and reach the fourth level of magical power, the "Yin and Yang Realm", a sudden enlightenment is needed! Just like the thunder that wakes up the hibernation. When the spring thunder rings, all things sprout, and the vitality comes to life. What is lacking
It was that sudden "thunder".
"Yan, how long has it been?"
After stretching his legs and standing up, he asked Yan Shi about the day.
"We have been here for one year and three months. These days, in addition to practicing, you are also practicing. You must have gained some experience. Your magic power has improved greatly." Yan chuckled: "But you still haven't broken through Yin and Yang and realized the fourth level of supernatural power.
.It is a pity that I was born with dragon veins. The spiritual wisdom and spiritual power that I gradually developed over the long years are natural magical powers. I have no way to explain my experience to you. In this hall, I cannot ask others. If you are in the Yuhua Sect,
You can ask Jialan, or the great elders of the sect. That way the progress will be faster, but it’s a pity, it’s a pity.”
"There is no pity. The first person to practice Taoism did not ask others, but understood the yin and yang of heaven and earth by himself, and realized it in silence. Can't I? There is no distinction between high and low in everyone's wisdom, but they are just blinded by various delusions.
That’s it. Now that I am pure and at ease, it will only be a matter of time before I understand Yin and Yang.”
Fang Han looked like he had pearls of wisdom in his hands.
"Sitting in seclusion for a year has really made your heart calmer." As Yan spoke, he hibernated again. It is the vein of a dragon. As long as the holy river of Huangquan does not dry up, it will never die.
The Holy River of the Yellow Springs and the surging rivers are all included in the "Picture of the Yellow Springs". There is no possibility of drying up forever, which means that "Yan" has a long life. As long as he does not encounter any danger, it is not a problem to live for tens of thousands of years.
And he doesn't need to eat anything, as he is nourished by the holy water of the underworld. Unlike ordinary masters of magical powers and secret realms who have to take pills.
Fang Han stood up and walked in the hall again, only to see the witch sitting cross-legged in silence, brewing magic power. Surrounding her were large gourds, which contained "Yuan Ying Dan" and "Life-Sustaining Golden Dan".
"Bi Luo Da Dan" and "Six Yang Holy Water". She has enough to eat and drink, which is enough for her to concentrate on practicing and improving.
As if she heard Fang Han's footsteps, the witch quickly opened her eyes, slowly stopped her work, and stood up.
"You're welcome, you practice your own." Fang Han quickly waved his hand: "By the way, how is your practice going? Your magic power has improved recently."
"Sir, my magic power has reached its limit. I should have been cultivating my true energy, but in this hall, there is no spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or the energy of the five elements that can be absorbed, and I have no way to practice my true energy." The witch was embarrassed.
road.
"That's it..." Fang Han thought for a moment: "Then you can practice my Qing Emperor Wood Emperor Technique! I own the World Tree, which has a strong wood energy. I can blend it in for you and practice it.
True Qi and even Gang Qi are not difficult to achieve."
While he was speaking, a sapling rose slowly between Fang Han's eyebrows. This world tree seemed to have grown a bit. Its branches and leaves were lush, constantly supplying vitality to Fang Han.
"The Tree of the World! The fallen leaves are falling!"
Fang Hanyun had enough "Wood Emperor Qi", and with a strong shock, the entire World Tree immediately became radiant, with branches and leaves flying, and the entire hall was filled with a "sky-supporting" atmosphere.
"Unfortunately, if it is the fully grown World Tree, the Taiyuan Immortal Palace will also be burst. The truly grown World Tree can be burst by the Immortal Realm. Unfortunately, this seedling is too weak. To truly grow into a full-grown World Tree,
, far away, impossible in 100 million years. Hey!" Seeing the World Tree flying out, Yan shook his head, even if this sapling fell into the hands of a master of the Secret Realm of Immortality and tried his best to cultivate it, it would not be able to grow into its original form.
At best, it can become an invincible magic weapon.
Boom!
Under the impact of Fang Han's Gang Qi, a leaf on the World Tree finally fell off, fluttered, and fell into the hands of the witch.
The witch hurriedly went to pick it up, but as soon as the leaf fell on her hand, her face changed violently, and the bones in her body made a rattling sound. This small leaf actually weighed thousands of kilograms.
"It's so heavy..." He barely managed to use his magic power to catch it.
"This leaf is of no small importance. If I hadn't refined the World Tree, I would never have gotten it. Even if I tried to kill it with the Demon Blade Blood Sky, I couldn't cut off this leaf. This leaf contains more wood energy than the sky."
The Wood God Needle is ten times richer. You refine it with your heart, and I will teach you the formula of Qingdi Muhuang Kung Fu."
Fang Han's spirit stirred, and a mysterious formula and image were conveyed into the witch's mind.
"By the way, how long is the lifespan of your great Asura?" Fang Han suddenly asked.
"The body of a great asura is better than that of a human being. Generally, people like me have a lifespan of five hundred years. I am now twenty-six years old." The witch said.
"At the age of twenty-six, you have cultivated into the secret realm of supernatural powers? It seems that you are also a genius." Fang Han said in surprise. He had taken the unique elixir of the Nine Aperture Golden Pill, otherwise he would still be in the physical realm.
"Because my bloodline is that of the Demon Emperor Koneda, and I belong to a large family among the demon clan. It has abundant resources, so I can practice quickly." The witch told her life experience.
Are there more than hundreds of millions of underground demons? Just like the secular world, they have families, countries, bloodlines, and power distribution.
"Then you still have more than four hundred years of life left to cultivate. I believe that in these four hundred years, you can cultivate to the realm of gods. Here, the longer your life span, the better. I feel that my life span is not enough."
Fang Han shook his head, a desolate emotion grew. The magic power in his mind was rolling, and the World Tree also trembled violently, with waves of wood energy surging like waves.
"Um?"
Suddenly, this breath was conveyed to the depths of the palace, above a huge closed stone door. It seemed that it was sensed by something inside, and he let out an exclamation.
This exclamation, although not loud, was clearly conveyed to Fang Han's ears, and even the witch heard it. Yan Ye looked shocked.
They entered this hall for more than a year, and it was quiet. Except for bones and corpses, there was nothing there, let alone other people.
"The breath of the World Tree... Impossible, impossible... There is still such a thing between heaven and earth? But... This breath.
..."
Boom! A huge thought was conveyed from the closed stone door, spinning in the sky and rushing everywhere, incredibly powerful.
Fang Han felt waves of oppression, and Yan even shrank back. Although this thought was not harmful, his instinct was a majestic one, much more powerful than Hua Tiandu.
"This is the master of the secret realm of immortality..."