Ling Han only left a small piece of black stone, and gave the rest to Xiaota to repair itself. In just a moment, the entire black stone turned into fly ash, and the source of chaos inside had been extracted by Xiaota.
He couldn't help but think, if Demon Emperor Shura entered the Black Tower, what would be the use of him even if he got a huge piece of Chaos Origin Stone for his body? He would definitely be turned to ashes in an instant!
Ling Han did not go to the Red Rainbow Ice Grass immediately. He was still at the seventh level of the spiritual sea and had to wait until he reached the ninth level of the spiritual sea before going.
If he went there now, he would just sit and wait, which was not in line with Ling Han's temperament.
Therefore, he and Huniu started walking in the forest. There were still many elixirs here. Why not look for them since you have time? The harvest was good, but within a few days, the evil spirit also dissipated.
More and more people poured into this area, and Ling Han's income also plummeted.
He touched his chin and decided not to waste time, so he carved it on the tree and wrote: "Ding Ergou, come after your little master!"
This sentence was naturally addressed to Ding Yuan Xin. He also wanted to use the other party's hand to hone himself so that he could break into the ninth level of the spiritual sea as soon as possible.
He walked and carved all the way, believing that with Ding Yuanxin's ability, he should be able to find him. And Huniu followed suit and also carved on the tree, but despite her pink and jade-like appearance, she could
The words that were carved out were crooked, but luckily she was able to carve them happily with her little butt raised, looking messy and shameless.
Just one day passed, and sure enough, Ding Yuanxin came after him.
"I have to admit, you are really brave!" He said coldly, with anger burning in his eyes. This young man killed his younger brother. Now he actually dares to take the initiative to provoke him. He is really angry to death.
"Just average, second in the world." Ling Han said with a smile.
"Just average, number one in the world." Huniu said without humility, patting her chest.
"You!" Ding Yuanxin roared angrily, and he rushed towards Ling Han and Huniu to kill him. The altar shone brightly, supporting him like a god.
Ling Han laughed loudly, picked up his sword and struck out. Suddenly, eight sword auras appeared in all directions.
Seeing this scene, Ding Yuanxin was naturally furious. The other party relied on his pressure to advance to the realm of Eight Sword Qi. When he thought of this, he was filled with anger. Could it be that this kid had tasted the sweetness and wanted to use him as a grinder?
The knife is broken.
However, he stared at the Demon Sword. Before, he only knew that it was an extremely high-level spiritual weapon, which made him feel mentally shocked. However, when he later saw that this sword could actually shake the corpse coffin of Sansheng,
Everyone, including him, naturally knew that the Demonic Sword was by no means as simple as the sixth or even seventh level.
Who is not jealous?
"This sword belongs to me!" He snorted coldly, and his shot was like lightning.
Ling Han went all out and launched a counterattack against Ding Yuan Xin, but the gap between their realms was too great. He was soon bruised and bruised, and his bones were exposed.
Fortunately, the Immortal Scripture was so powerful that it kept his vitality at an astonishingly high level. It wasn't until the bleeding became too much that even his eyes started to blur, that Ling Han began to flee.
While running, he took out ginseng and other tonics, ate them wildly, and used the Immortal Scripture to recover. He was fighting and retreating, not fleeing like a rout.
In this battle, he tried his best, but three days later, he still reached the ultimate level and had to hide in the black tower. At this time, he could hardly see a piece of good flesh on his body, even with the circulation of the Immortal Scripture
, but the speed of injury was far greater than the speed of recovery, leaving him with one foot on the verge of death.
He quickly circulated a drop of immortal essence to restore himself. Soon, his flesh and blood were reborn, and he fully recovered.
After taking a few pills that were helpful for cultivation, he crushed several hundred yuan crystals. Immediately, endless yuan power enveloped him. He greedily absorbed it, and his cultivation level slowly increased.
This practice actually lasted two days and two nights. When he finished the practice, he had quietly entered the eighth level of the spiritual sea.
"Very good, this sparring partner is good. I'm afraid that in another month, I will not only be able to reach the ninth level of the spiritual sea, but even reach the peak of the ninth level!" Ling Han murmured, not afraid that Ding Yuanxin would hear this.
How depressing it is.
"Let's go find a sparring partner." Ling Han continued to leave a message, while Huniu helped to leave a message with a smile, letting her ugly handwriting harm the forest.
Two more days passed, and Ding~Yuanxin really caught up with him again.
"Eighth level of the spiritual sea!" After glancing at Ling Han's body, Ding Yuanxin suddenly exclaimed, his eyes almost popping out. He was furious, this kid really regarded himself as a sparring partner, not only did he grind
I have developed the eighth sword energy, and now I have entered the eighth level of the spiritual sea.
If I continue to practice with this kid, will he enter the ninth level of the spiritual sea at such a terrifying speed, or even... directly cross the divine platform level!
He was really a little scared. Ling Han's fighting power was so monster. He might be qualified to compete with him as soon as he entered the altar. How could he feel embarrassed to have created a fatal opponent with his own hands?
But this kid killed his brother, can he just let it go?
Kill, must kill, at least now this boy's strength is far inferior to him!
——Ding~ Yuan Xin didn’t know that Ling Han and the Black Tower had a final layer of protection for his life, otherwise he would definitely turn around and leave. Just like with Rong Huanxuan, he could finally go to the Sansheng Corpse Coffin
Li Zang, at least a slap in the flower realm almost killed him.
"Do you dare to fight to the death with me?" Ding Yuanxin said excitedly.
"You are mentally ill. I am on the eighth level of the Linghai Sea. You are on the ninth level of the Divine Platform. I will fight to the death with you, idiot!" Ling Han shook his head, but took the initiative to attack. The Demonic Sword unfolded, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, "
Just be my sparring partner!"
"Your sister!" Ding Yuanxin was extremely angry and attacked Ling Han. He was almost able to kill Ling Han several times before, so he still had confidence in himself. As long as Ling Han
If his luck was just a little bit worse, he would definitely be able to kill the opponent.
It's a pity that he is always just a little bit behind.
After another three days of fighting, Ling Han once again entered the Black Tower in a near-death state. After activating a drop of immortal liquid, he fainted from exhaustion. When he woke up, he quickly started practicing again.
The progress was obvious, and he reached the middle stage of the eighth level. What was even more rare was that this time he was infinitely close to death, which gave him a deeper understanding of life and death.
Life and death are opposites, but the end of life is death, and the end of death is also life, an infinite cycle, like Tai Chi. This is in line with the Tao, which means that Tao gives birth to one, and gives birth to two.
Order and chaos, life and death, light and darkness, these oppositions and cycles can all be traced back to their origins. It's just that Ling Han's current state is too low, he can only touch it, but cannot understand it at all.
He put this touch on the way of swordsmanship and made it clear the path he wanted to take.
Everyone can cultivate sword energy and sword radiance, but sword heart is different. It is a kind of profound beauty and requires its own path.
In his previous life, the Sword Emperor followed the path of a king. With one strike of his sword, the whole world would prostrate in front of him. The Sunset Sword Emperor followed the path of ruthlessness. He could kill the sun, the source of life, without hesitation.