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Seven days later, Han Changlin rushed back to Guhe Fairy City in a dusty way.
However, it was getting late now, and since he had been on the road for many days, Han Changlin naturally had no intention of wandering around, and just headed straight towards Shengdan Hall.
In the backyard of Shengdan Hall, Han Changlin entered a neat room. After closing the door, Han Changlin lay directly on the bed, covered his head and fell asleep.
Han Changlin slept for two days and two nights. It was not until three o'clock in the morning on the third day that Han Changlin woke up leisurely.
The running around these days has made Han Changlin exhausted. It can be said that he has suffered a lot of wear and tear, both physically and mentally.
When he opened his eyes again and felt his full energy, a smile appeared on Han Changlin's face.
It can be said that Han Changlin is in a good mood at the moment. On the one hand, after two days of rest, his energy and energy have returned to what they were before.
On the other hand, during the trip to Cloudy Canyon here, he successfully obtained the "Demon Attracting Grass", which was able to solve the problem that he was most concerned about at the moment.
Thinking of this, Han Changlin also relaxed. He quickly called the waiter in the store to prepare a table of good food and wine for him. Half a quarter of an hour later, Han Changlin began to drink by himself.
After drinking and eating, Han Changlin called Shuyu again, first asked about some daily life in the store, and then asked him to ask about some cultivation matters before letting him leave.
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Three days later, Han Changlin returned to the Qingyun Mountain Cave, and then began to practice in seclusion.
And this retreat, a full five years have passed.
On this day, Han Changlin was in the training room.
He was seen sitting cross-legged on the futon, with his eyes closed and his face calm. However, after an unknown amount of time, a look of pain suddenly appeared on his face.
But it was the magic power in his body that was undergoing some kind of change. In his dantian, the majestic magic power was being controlled by Han Changlin, constantly passing through the extreme Yang true fire hanging in the center of his dantian.
But this kind of tempering also attracted resistance from the magic power in Han Changlin's body. At this moment, his entire Dantian was enveloped by a rich spiritual light.
Time passed slowly, and all the magic power in Han Changlin's body was controlled by him to pass through the Extreme Yang True Fire in his Dantian, and this was only the preliminary tempering.
He saw that the magic power in Han Changlin's body slowly became silent under his control. At this moment, Han Changlin took a deep breath and controlled the extreme Yang true fire in his dantian, which was like a small sun, to suddenly sink.
In an instant, the entire mana lake began to boil, and for a while, a constant "sizzling..." sound came from Han Changlin's body.
The Extreme Yang True Fire continued to refine the mana, and some colorful impurities turned into wisps of gray-white smoke, gradually dissipating from the mana and dispersing out of Han Changlin's body along the acupuncture points all over his body.
After being refined by the True Yang Fire, the mana in Han Changlin's dantian also began to shrink. At this moment, the mana in his dantian was only more than half of its original size.
But Han Changlin was obviously not worried about the decrease in mana, and instead continued to activate the Extreme Yang True Fire to cleanse the mana in his dantian.
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Time flew by like a tide, and three days passed.
Han Changlin opened his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and had a look of satisfaction on his face.
After a lot of hard work, he finally completed the second mana tempering. As long as he goes through the third mana tempering, he can try to break through the bottleneck in the middle stage of foundation building.
After thinking for a moment, Han Changlin closed his eyes again. A moment later, Han Changlin entered the fairy palace in the painting.
Seeing the various lush spiritual grasses and flowers growing in front of him, Han Changlin was very satisfied, especially most of the demon-inducing grasses.
Most of the spiritual herbs in the fairy palace in the painting are single stems with five emerald green slender leaves, and on each leaf and its rhizome, an extremely black line can be faintly seen, except for In addition, Han Changlin could also feel that the demon-attracting grass seemed to be exuding some kind of strange aura. This aura was not attractive to monks, but the opposite was true for monsters.
After harvesting dozens of demon-attracting grasses, Han Changlin left the fairy mansion in the painting.
In the practice room, Han Changlin immediately released the golden-winged mantis.
It seemed that he felt the scent of the demon-attracting grass. As soon as the golden-winged mantis appeared, he immediately ran over and rubbed Han Changlin's trousers, and the meaning was very obvious.
Seeing this, Han Changlin smiled slightly and waved his hand to release seven or eight demon-attracting grasses.
As for the golden-winged mantis, it also felt the breath of the demon-attracting grass, and immediately turned into a golden afterimage. When it appeared again, it had already hugged one of the demon-attracting grass and started to eat it.
Han Changlin watched carefully from the side until the golden-winged mantis finished eating the last demon-attracting grass. Then Han Changlin took the golden-winged mantis back into the spirit beast bag again.
After taking the demon-inducing grass, the golden-winged mantis's aura did indeed rise. Although it was a little low and there was still some distance to break through, it was still good.
And since the Golden Winged Praying Mantis is effective after taking it, Han Changlin is even more looking forward to the next changes in the "Soul-Eating Insect".
Thinking of this, Han Changlin took out the remaining demon-attracting grass, and then called out the soul-devouring insects, preparing to start feeding the soul-devouring insects.
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Just like that, another half year passed.
In the past half year, apart from practicing, Han Changlin's entire mind could be said to be focused on the golden-winged mantis and the soul-eating insect.
The demon-inducing grass has lived up to Han Changlin's trust. After half a year of careful breeding, the golden-winged mantis has approached the first-order demon beast's Great Perfection state, and the soul-eating worm has devoured a large amount of demon-inducing grass, and its number has reached There were three or four hundred of them, and Han Changlin also discovered that almost one-third of those soul-eating insects had aura, and they had already grown a pair of small wings, and were about to enter the mature stage.
But even so, Han Changlin is very happy. Han Changlin has put a lot of effort into the soul-eating insects. Now, almost one-third of the soul-eating insects have grown a pair of small wings.
This increased Han Changlin's determination to cultivate these spiritual insects with all his strength, and the demon-inducing grass was opened up for them to devour.
But having said that, Han Changlin estimated that the demon-inducing grass eaten by these soul-devouring insects alone was worth at least several thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
However, in Han Changlin's opinion, it was completely worth it. If these soul-devouring insects could evolve to a mature stage, he would be willing to take out not only thousands of low-grade spiritual stones, but even tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones.
If he could make the number of soul-eating insects reach tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, then even if he faced a Foundation-Building Dzogchen monk, he would probably have to flee for his life in a panic.
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Just like that, another half year passed.
However, Han Changlin was a little depressed that day. Even after more than half a year of feeding, almost one-half of the soul-eating insects had grown small wings.
But since then, it seems that these soul-eating insects have not continued to grow, but have lazily crowded into the corners of the spirit beast bags, looking half-dead.
Han Changlin couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that these demon-attracting grasses couldn't allow these soul-eating insects to continue evolving?
However, Han Changlin was not willing to give in. He immediately entered the Immortal Mansion in the painting and used the heaven-defying effects of the Immortal Mansion in the painting to ripen a dozen 500-year-old demon-attracting grass.
After Han Changlin fed these five-hundred-year-old demon-attracting grass to these soul-eating insects, these originally lazy soul-eating insects suddenly became energetic and climbed onto these five-hundred-year-old demon-attracting grass. , feast on it.
Seeing this, Han Changlin had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. The half-dead soul-eating insect actually started eating again. Could it be that he was preparing to evolve again?
Han Changlin was full of expectations. If these soul-eating insects really entered the mature stage, his combat power would increase several times.
After turning his mind away from the soul-eating insect, Han Changlin began to think about the golden-winged mantis.
Nowadays, the aura of the golden-winged mantis has reached its extreme, but there is still no trend of evolution.
Seeing this, Han Changlin couldn't help but feel a flash of disappointment in his heart, but Han Changlin didn't want to give up. He had special feelings for the Golden-winged Mantis.
At that moment, Han Changlin took the golden-winged mantis into the fairy mansion in the painting.
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Three hours later, inside the Immortal Mansion in the painting.
Han Changlin stood in front of the animal pen, staring at the golden-winged mantis in the animal pen.
In other words, it is a huge shadow behind the golden-winged mantis.
I saw a huge golden-winged mantis shining with golden light, waving its double scythes, splitting mountains and rocks, looking extremely unruly.
In addition, above this phantom, there are countless spiritual grass and spiritual leaves.
"Flower grass, rice mustard flower, fire tongue grass..."
Han Changlin muttered a dozen elixirs.
"I have invested more than 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones, but I still can't make this golden-winged mantis advance. Now that there is such a strange phenomenon in the animal pen, it is possible that if I want to advance the golden-winged mantis, I need to collect these spiritual stones. The medicine doesn’t work.”
Thinking like this, he saw the shadow suddenly dissipated, and then a piece of text appeared again above the animal pen. Han Changlin quickly looked at it.
I saw him take a closer look, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"It turns out to be a pill recipe, but can this transformation pill really make the Golden Winged Praying Mantis unable to break through?"
Compared with the preciousness of the elixir, what moved Han Changlin even more was that although the Golden-winged Mantis was a mutant of the Green-winged Mantis, due to its talent, it could only grow into a late-stage first-order monster at most.
But as I guessed, where will the future be for this golden-winged mantis?
even...
Thinking of the huge shadow at the beginning, the extremely unruly appearance of splitting mountains and rocks, Han Changlin's eyes became brighter and brighter.
After leaving the fairy mansion in the painting, the golden-winged mantis immediately came over and rubbed Han Changlin intimately with its ferocious head.
Han Changlin knew what it meant.
It's hungry.
Han Changlin only hesitated for a moment, then took out a few demon-attracting grasses and let the golden-winged mantis swallow them.
At this time, Han Changlin discovered that at some point, the golden-winged mantis was already glowing with golden light, like a ball of golden flames, which was extremely beautiful.
"It seems that although the animal pen in the Immortal Mansion in the painting did not allow the Golden Winged Mantis to advance, it seems to have undergone some changes."
"More."
"kindness?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Han Changlin seemed to have heard the golden-winged mantis's thoughts.
Without hesitation, Han Changlin immediately took out three more demon-attracting grasses.
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