After crossing the barrier of ten sword qi, Ling Han had a smooth journey and quickly cultivated nine more sword qi. However, these twenty sword qi were another level, and he was stuck for a long time.
Feng Poyun was really interested in Ling Han, his sworn brother, and the martial arts will that he had specially sealed in the monkey wine left behind. When Ling Han drank it, this martial arts will also flowed into his body, comprehensively improving his strength.
Comprehension of martial arts.
This shocked Ling Han extremely.
Once you reach the spiritual sea realm, you can imprint your martial arts will on your weapon, and after long-term maintenance, it can become a spiritual weapon. After reaching the realm of birth, you can imprint your martial arts will on special materials and turn it into a spiritual talisman.
The Spiritual Infant Realm is even more awesome. If you write a decree, it can control the world!
Of course, people in the realm of gods and gods can also write decrees, which are more powerful. It is not that Ling Han has never written decrees in his previous life. It is very convenient and can intimidate a party without having to take action personally.
But by sealing the martial arts will into the wine, people can drink it and use it for their own use... Ling Han can only be convinced by this method.
When a warrior refines Yuan Jing, he can also leave a trace of his martial will, but compared to this, it is far behind.
Feng Poyun is a master of swordsmanship!
The reason why he left the martial arts will in the monkey wine was obviously because he realized that Ling Han used a sword, so he specially helped him. This martial arts will is extremely pure, without any impurities, only the supreme understanding of the sword.
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For Ling Han, this gift is truly priceless!
In the past five days, Ling Han had been improving his cultivation level. Houerjiu did not improve his level as crazily as the first time, but it still allowed him to improve two more small levels, reaching the sixth level of flowering.
In the next five days, Ling Han was trying to figure out Feng Poyun's swordsmanship, but he did not absorb it directly. He used it as a reference.
If it were absorbed directly, Feng Poyun's level in swordsmanship would be enough to take the initiative and affect Ling Han's own path. He could only follow Feng Poyun's path, but he had already chosen the path he wanted to take.
Naturally, we have to break out of this circle.
Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade.
Feng Poyun cultivates the love sword, which is the ultimate in love. He only loves one person in his life, and his true love will not change even after the other person dies. The infatuation will not go away. To be honest, Ling Han has no way to understand such sword intention. He likes Tianfeng
The goddess is real, but she can never be as infatuated as Feng Poyun.
He just extracted the opponent's understanding of the sword. After all, this was the result of Feng Poyun's hundreds of years of hard training in the sword. Moreover, it was still at the level of the Breaking Void Realm, which had already exceeded the level of sword energy and sword light.
Kenshin.
The heart of the sword is so bright that even if you hold a piece of grass in your hand, it can cut down the stars in the sky.
Feng Poyun's sword heart glowed in Ling Han's sea of consciousness. Ling Han used the opponent's sword heart to illuminate his own heart, improve his understanding of the sword, and condense his sword energy.
Five days later, Ling Han flicked his right hand, and nineteen sword qi were cut out. And the twentieth sword qi moved quietly on his fingertips, but it was hidden but not released.
The buds have sprouted.
Ling Han kept waving his fingers. The twentieth sword energy became thicker and thicker, and it soon took shape.
"Twenty sword qi is a threshold. After crossing it, the power will at least double." Ling Han nodded secretly. He had felt tremendous pressure when he fought Xuanyuan Ziguang before, mainly because the opponent's sword qi controlled more than
After twenty steps, a qualitative change was formed.
"If I fight that guy again now, I have a 50% chance of winning."
"There is no way, I can't use the Three Thousand Mysteries, and I can't use the strongest technique, otherwise, one move can determine the outcome."
"While there is still time, I will continue to practice sword energy. Now that I have passed the twenty-level barrier, I should be able to cultivate a few more sword energy in a short period of time."
While Feng Poyun's sword heart was still there, Ling Han naturally couldn't waste it. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even Feng Poyun might not be able to come back so many times to divide his sword heart to others, and to himself.
In fact, it is a kind of harm.
Ling Han couldn't help but sigh, this eldest brother was really a sweetheart, and he generously gave him such an opportunity just because he was sworn friends with him.
I will definitely repay this big brother well in the future.
Three days later, Feng Poyun's sword heart finally disappeared.
Ling Han stopped, waved his right hand, and twenty-three sword energy flashed through, which was shockingly terrifying.
"It's a pity. If you give me another month, I can push the sword energy to the limit of twenty-nine paths!"
"But, is twenty-nine paths really the limit?"
Ling Han didn't know that he could only know this after he stepped into this level. The so-called limits are meant to be broken. For some people, ten is the limit, while for some people, twenty is the limit.
The Tao is the limit.
When he went out, Zhu Xuan'er immediately came up to him and said, "Brother Han, you are finally out of seclusion. Sister Hong is almost dying of anxiety. The competition will begin the day after tomorrow."
Ling Han smiled and said, "Just let her hurry up. I haven't charged her appearance fee yet."
"By the way -" Zhu Xuan'er took out several heads-sized stones from the space ring. They were of different colors, including black, earthy yellow, and purple-green. "These are the star fragments that Brother Feng knocked down."
, after the people in the city picked it up, they didn’t dare to hide it privately, so they handed it over to Brother Han, and you will handle it."
Stars fall into gold!
Ling Han was overjoyed, picked up a few meteorites and looked at them carefully, smiled, and said: "Blood rainbow iron, dragon tooth gold, red cloud copper stone, haha, they are all seventh-level precious gold!"
"It's a pity that there is not even eighth-level precious gold. Haha, you can't be too greedy. Seventh-level precious gold is not bad."
Ling Han said to Zhu Xuan'er: "It's time for you to change your sword. This is seventh-level precious gold. If you nourish it day and night, imprint your own martial arts will, it can become a seventh-level spiritual weapon in the future."
"Thank you, Brother Han!" Zhu Xuan'er said softly, looking at Ling Han affectionately, as if he was willing to pick what he wanted.
"Don't seduce me. My will is very strong!" Ling Han pinched her smooth jade chin, and then took her into the black tower. He wanted to refine the star iron into weapons.
These can only be said to be iron ores. From purification to polishing and refining, even if they were handed over to the best blacksmith, it would take less than half a year to complete. After all, these are seventh-level precious gold, how hard are they?
But in the Black Tower, everything becomes extremely simple.
Ling Han was like a god, releasing the tenth-level divine fire, easily melting the ore and refining the impurities. It only took half a day to complete the process.
"What kind of shape do you like?" Ling Han asked Zhu Xuan'er.
Under Zhu Xuan'er's continuous modifications, Ling Han created a sword with a slender body, but extremely sharp. This is not a spiritual weapon, and needs to be continuously cultivated with martial arts will, but the level of the embryo is there.
Woolen cloth.
Ling Han also made one for himself, but his current brute strength was too terrifying. This sword weighing more than a hundred kilograms was no different from an embroidery needle in his hand, and he could not feel the weight at all.
Next, Ling Han made himself a pair of bow tires and ten sharp arrows, but he had to find another bow string.
After completing all this, Lingbao Pavilion's three-year competition will finally begin. (To be continued.)