Su Han relied on his memory and came to a cold palace in the palace.
After being deprived of his position as prince, he was arranged to live here and wait for three days before he could go on his way.
"Fortunately, I secretly hid some Qi and Blood Pills before."
Su Han took out two porcelain vases from the corner of the cold palace, each containing fifty second-grade Qi and Blood Pills.
With these Qi and Blood Pills, Su Han can start practicing martial arts again and strive to have some power to protect himself within three days!
Martial arts skills are the same as fire, ranging from weak to strong from level one to level nine!
The first to third grades are collectively referred to as inferior techniques, and the Hunyuan Jue that can only be practiced by the royal family of the Su Kingdom is the inferior second grade.
It allows people to practice to the tenth level of fetal breath realm!
Cultivation in the physical realm involves nourishing and tempering the physical body with true energy, which can be regarded as a foundation-building process.
When Su Han started to run the Hunyuan Art, the ninth-grade Ancient Purple Thunder Dragon suddenly burst out with a majestic thunderous energy, rushing into Su Han's meridians like a floodgate opening!
Buzz!
Su Han only felt a heart-piercing sting, rushing up!
His expression became a little distorted, but immediately, he felt an extremely comfortable feeling in his body again!
It feels like hell.
A feeling like going to heaven.
The two feelings constantly overlap.
Su Han discovered that his physical strength was increasing rapidly!
When the force reaches a limit, it slowly stops.
But then, the thunderous Qi surging from the Ancient Purple Thunder Dragon became even more majestic, breaking through the limit with an extremely domineering attitude!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for advancing to the second level of the physical realm!"
"The host's second-grade skill, Hunyuan Jue, was retrieved and mutated."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the sixth-grade skill, Ziji Hunyuan Jue!"
The system prompts sound one after another.
Su Han opened his eyes in shock. He had only practiced for a while, but he had already broken through to the second level of the physical realm!
What’s even more surprising is that Hunyuan Jue actually mutated and turned into a top-notch technique?
A mysterious power suddenly poured into Su Han's mind, allowing him to comprehend the true meaning of the Ziji Hunyuan Jue in just a dozen breaths!
"Is this the Ziji Hunyuan Jue? It is indeed much more mysterious than the Hunyuan Jue!
The sixth-level skills are enough to reach the Martial Master Realm. This kind of skills is extremely rare. The skills that have been passed down by the Zhou royal family for many years seem to be only fourth-level!"
Su Han was so surprised that he wanted to hug the system and kiss it a few times!
In Fengyun Jiuzhou, the realm of martial arts practice is divided into:
Flesh body realm, womb breath realm, innate realm, Nirvana realm, Yuandan realm, Martial Lord, Martial King, Dharma Golden Body!
The Martial Master Realm is a realm that Su Han never dared to imagine!
Gu Gu.
My stomach suddenly made a sound.
This is a sign of Qi and blood loss.
Su Han immediately took a second-grade Qi and Blood Pill and swallowed it, and then continued to practice the Ziji Hunyuan Jue.
Half an hour later.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the third level of the physical realm!"
An hour later.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the fourth level of the physical realm!"
Su Han let out a breath of turbid air, and his eyes showed a hint of joy.
According to this speed of practice, he may be able to return to his peak state tomorrow, the tenth level of the physical realm!
"Fortunately, I left a batch of Qi and Blood Pills. Otherwise, even with the ninth-grade supreme fire and the top middle-level techniques, my cultivation would be difficult to recover in such a short period of time."
Su Han adjusted his thoughts and continued practicing.
Before I knew it, it was pitch dark.
Su Han's cultivation level has returned to the seventh level of the physical realm!
There are only about sixty Qi and Blood Pills left.
"These Qi and Blood Pills should be enough for me to practice to the tenth level of the physical realm! Keep practicing and don't slack off!"
A red sun rose slowly, and when the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell on the courtyard of Leng Palace, Su Han also woke up from his trance all night.
Su Han stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and suddenly there was a crackling sound in his body.
"The tenth level of the physical realm! My cultivation is back!"
Su Han clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power flowing through his body, and his mood was filled with excitement.
Suddenly, he was slightly startled: "My power seems to have reached the level of two elephants?"
At the tenth level of the physical realm, he possesses the power of tens of thousands of kilograms, also known as the power of one image.
Su Han had reached this state before, but this time, not only did his cultivation level recover, but his physical strength seemed to have reached the level of two images!
"Could it be said that Thunder Qi can be of such help to tempering the body? No wonder it is called the ultimate attribute!"
Su Han was surprised again and again.
Both are at the tenth level of the physical realm, but his current strength is much stronger than before!
"My cultivation has been restored. Now, all I have left is a capable magic weapon."
Su Han smiled, left Leng Palace, and walked in the direction of the royal arsenal.
Divine weapons are divided into nine levels. Su Han once had a third-level magic weapon, the 'Frost Sword'.
This sword matches Su Han's original martial arts fire attribute very well, and now it has fallen into the hands of the national master.
…
Royal arsenal.
There are many pills, magic weapons, and even exercises stored inside!
The royal family, ministers, and even eunuchs and maids of Su State can enter the arsenal to purchase the necessary goods.
However, for some items of extremely high value, even if you have money, you must have a matching identity to purchase them.
As for the direct descendants of the royal family, they can go to the arsenal every month to receive training resources worth no more than 10,000!
When Su Han arrived at the entrance of the arsenal, he immediately attracted many surprised looks.
"Why is he here?"
"You are no longer a prince, and your cultivation has dropped to the first level of the physical realm. Why do you come to the arsenal?"
Ignoring the gloating, doubtful, and pity looks from others, Su Han walked straight into the arsenal.
The guard guarding the arsenal showed a trace of hesitation on his face, wondering whether he should reach out to stop him.
At this moment, a clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded.
"First Prince, you are no longer qualified to set foot in the arsenal, why don't you leave quickly!"
Su Han turned around and looked.
Behind him, stood a group of young men and women. The person who spoke was Su Zhiyuan, the daughter of the Fourth Prince.
This woman possesses a fifth-level martial arts fire, her qualifications are second only to Su Han at the time, and she is extremely famous among the royal family of the Su Kingdom.
She practiced martial arts at the age of eight, and now at the age of fifteen, she is already at the sixth level of the physical realm!
Everyone knows that when Su Zhiyuan reaches the age of twenty, she will definitely become a martial arts master at the tenth level of the physical realm.
At that time, with her status, it is very likely that she can go to the Zhou Dynasty to further her studies, or join a powerful academy.
In terms of future, she is incomparable to Su Han before, but now, her future is much greater than Su Han in everyone's eyes!
"Su Zhiyuan, what does it have to do with you if I enter the arsenal?"
Su Han frowned slightly.
In his memory, there was no grudge against this woman, so why did she want to add insult to injury?
"You are not a prince, and your martial arts cultivation has also dropped to the level of the physical realm. In two days, you will go to the Great Zhou Dynasty to be a hostage. If you enter the arsenal at this time, I am afraid that you will bring the treasures in our Su Kingdom's arsenal to the Great Zhou Dynasty.
, giving others an advantage.”
Su Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.
"What sister Zhiyuan said makes perfect sense."
"First Prince, you'd better leave..."
"Even if you are dissatisfied, you must not have such thoughts."
These guys who had always been respectful to Su Han when they saw him before, now acted like "elders" and taught Su Han earnestly.
Su Han looked at the smart woman in front of him, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly:
"Su Zhiyuan, you may have forgotten one thing. Although I am not the prince, I am still the eldest prince!
Before I go to the Great Zhou Dynasty and become a hostage, who can stop me from entering the Soviet arsenal?
You, the collateral members of the royal family, still want to offend me and control me, the direct descendant of the royal family?"
Su Han's eyes swept across everyone, and he had the power to swallow mountains and rivers with anger.
At this moment, his momentum was much stronger than when he was still the prince!
Many people glanced at Su Han and lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at Su Han!
Su Zhiyuan was stunned. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Su Han was right. She was indeed not qualified to prevent Su Han from entering the royal family's arsenal.
Su Han smiled and walked towards the arsenal.
The guard at the door obviously heard what he said just now and didn't dare to stop him at all.
Only then did Su Zhiyuan come back to her senses. Her face turned blue and white. Seeing that Su Han was about to enter the arsenal, she spoke again: "First Prince, please think twice and don't do anything to benefit the enemy!"
"Neuropathy."
Su Han left a disdainful snort and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Su Zhiyuan's heart suddenly surged with anger, "Let's go in too!"
After a pause, "Who is going to inform the prince?"
"Sister Zhiyuan, I'm going!"
Someone immediately ran away.
…
As soon as Su Han entered the royal arsenal, an old man looked up at him with a majestic look in his eyes.
"Ancestor, I want to pick a magic weapon."
Su Han cupped his hands and said.
The old man in front of him was also from a royal family. His seniority was much higher than that of the current Emperor of the Su Kingdom. His martial arts skills were also extremely strong. He was a powerful person in the Fetal Breathing Realm in his early years.
The entire royal arsenal is now managed by this old man.
"I heard what you just said outside. Although I won't stop you, you can't take away some good things from here. After all, you are no longer the prince."
The old man said slowly.
"Su Han understands."
Su Han smiled.
The old man's face suddenly became brighter, and he pointed in the direction: "The sword is over there. You can only take the first-level magic weapon, and the value cannot exceed ten thousand taels."
"Ancestor, I don't plan to use the sword anymore. This kind of weapon is too gentlemanly. I want a more domineering magic weapon."
Su Han smiled.
The old man was slightly startled. In his impression, Su Han's favorite thing was swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have taken the third-level magic weapon Frost Sword from the arsenal!
"There are some who you want to be more domineering, go and have a look over there."
The old man pointed in a direction and said.
"Thank you, ancestor."
Su Han bowed politely and walked in the direction pointed by the old man.
A look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in the old man's eyes, "This boy has suffered a big change, but he seems to be calm and composed, with a very good character?"
Su Han didn't know what the old man thought of him. In front of him at this moment, there was a whole row of first-order magic weapons, including knives, axes, guns, and even maces and giant hammers!
"Ding! Ninth-level divine weapon spiritual material detected!"
The system prompt sounded suddenly.
A ninth-level magic weapon? Su Han was shocked, but his face remained calm. His eyes swept over the magic weapon in front of him, and finally landed on a Fangtian painted halberd!