With the help of elixirs, practice will indeed be much faster.
Many times, practicing for even a little longer can hurt yourself and have the opposite effect.
But with enough elixir support, you can practice until you are exhausted, and the impact will be very small.
Exhaling, inhaling, condensing, gathering, the effectiveness of "Mountain and River Body Refining Technique" has been significantly reduced after he was promoted to the eighth level.
The road from the eighth grade to the seventh grade is called the road of synesthesia.
The key to being promoted to the seventh level is to have keen intuition, super strong five senses, and a major improvement in mental power.
It is precisely because of this that after being promoted to the seventh level of martial arts, the mental power has greatly improved, making warriors less afraid of the methods of literati.
Of course, it is only capable of fighting.
Literary practitioners can make words come true, painters can make them come true with the stroke of a brush, and chess players can make people's hearts sleep with their moves.
These methods still pose a considerable threat to warriors with ordinary strength.
"Mountain and River Body Refining Technique" is mainly about the essence of body training, and the effect on improving the five senses is not obvious.
Shen Han also knew in his heart that if he went up further, he would have to find another advanced basic technique.
To be promoted to the seventh level requires a leap in mental power, so Shen Han focused all his energy on the misty sword intent and improving his mental power.
In today's turmoil, the power of the misty sword can already be seen.
He was only a little accomplished, but with one strike of his sword, hundreds of phantoms appeared, making it difficult for Yin Man to deal with it.
If I could master it and use one sword to strike a thousand shadows, I wonder if I would be able to deal with a sixth-grade master with an eighth-grade strength.
He was thinking about the sixth grade, naturally because of Su Jinyu.
Mrs. Yun mentioned to herself that the current strength of the Su family's genius is sixth grade...
On a late autumn night, the moonlight filled the entire Shen Mansion.
Looking outside, everything under the night was reflected clearly.
It's a pity that in the current situation, I don't have time to appreciate such beautiful scenery.
All time must be devoted to practice.
One night passed and Shen Han had just gotten up from the bed when Mrs. Yun and Xiao Cailing came carrying a box.
"Good morning, Madam Third, and so is Xiao Cailing~"
Seeing the two people arriving, Shen Han's mood began to improve unconsciously.
"Although you have to practice hard, don't be too tired. It's better to take more rest."
Mrs. Yun saw Shen Han's face and felt that the child obviously didn't have a good rest.
"Third madam, don't worry. I'm just practicing for fun, but I won't tire myself out."
Mrs. Yun stopped nagging and waved to Xiao Cailing to take out the gift.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. This year's gift is for you and Xiao Cailing, a neck protector each. Let's try it out~"
Mrs. Yun greeted and asked Shen Han to put on the neck protector.
The so-called neck protector is similar to a scarf.
It’s just that the materials are different. Neck protectors are usually cut from animal fur.
Shen Han took it with a smile and put it directly on the neck brace. It was very comfortable and warm.
"This year's winter is particularly cold. You two children must be prepared to protect yourself from the cold. Getting cold can be very serious.
Shen Han, the same goes for you. Don't think that just because you have practiced martial arts, your body will be very strong.
There are quite a few warriors who have died from the cold. "
Shen Han nodded, he was not a fool, of course he would not be cold if he could keep him warm.
Putting on the neck brace, he walked back to his house in a few steps.
After a moment, he took out two pieces of inner armor and put them into the hands of Mrs. Yun and Xiao Cailing.
"Xiaohan, did you do this?"
Mrs. Yun's eyes lit up. The workmanship looked pretty good.
"Well, I picked up a classic book on casting skills in Dongshi and learned to make two pairs. The third lady's inner armor should fit very well. I may have to try the colorful bell. If it doesn't fit, I will change it immediately."
Upon hearing Shen Han's words, Mrs. Yun couldn't help but laugh.
"You want Xiao Cailing to try on the inner armor right here?
And then he was exposed to all by Xiao Hanqi? "
Mrs. Yun said jokingly, and Cailing's little face turned crimson instantly.
He said angrily: "Madam, what are you talking about? How could Master Han mean this..."
The two were laughing and joking, and Shen Han really hoped to live like this forever.
"By the way, the three of us will celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together tonight.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, when the old man came back from the border, we should all have to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
So today, the three of us are reunited in advance. "
"Old Lord, are you coming back? Don't you always come back to Yun'an City at the end of the year?"
"It is said that there will be war at the border this year, so I will come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival and not come back until New Year's Eve."
Mrs. Yun only heard about it and couldn’t say exactly what the reason was.
Shen Han frowned slightly. When he came back this time, he would definitely talk to him about breaking off the engagement.
Shen Qingshan, the head of the Shen family, is such a strange person.
For so many years in the Shen family, Shen Han had only seen him from a distance.
Speaking of which, he has never scolded or criticized himself.
Probably the reason is because he has never seen himself in his eyes.
If it weren't for the royal family's marriage to Su Jinyu, the head of the Shen family probably wouldn't have remembered that there was a young man named Shen Han in his clan.
Shen Han also had an expectation in his heart. If nothing unexpected happened, the head of the Shen family should be prepared to sacrifice himself in exchange for breaking off the engagement.
In his eyes, the only grandchild should be Shen Ye.
After all, Shen Ye has already been groomed as the future head of the family, and the rest of the descendants will be like that.
Mrs. Yun looked at Shen Han and frowned slightly, and naturally guessed what he was thinking.
"Today we celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, so don't think about those unhappy things."
"Okay, I'll listen to the third lady."
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the three of them spent time in Shen Han's yard.
Although it is simple and there are no servants coming and going, it looks clean.
The small colored bell box contains ingredients and is cooked in the courtyard.
A pot of random dishes simmering seems a bit random.
It's not like a big room or a second room. The food on the table is even beautifully presented.
In addition to the stew, Cai Ling also brought some flour.
It is customary to eat moon dumplings during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Since it was still early, the three of them made the moon dumplings themselves.
Shen Han is responsible for kneading the dough, Xiao Cailing is responsible for forming the moon balls, and Mrs. Yun is assisting. She will help wherever needed.
The three of them were very busy. Now that Shen Han had the strength of the eighth level of martial arts, he felt that kneading the dough was much easier.
The mooncakes are ready to be shaped and baked.
At noon, the three of them had a simple meal and left everything until evening.
The sky gradually darkened, and the familiar bright moon climbed into the night sky.
On August 13th, the moon in the sky was full enough.
The three of them happily ate mooncakes under the moonlight, occasionally twisting two pieces of stew to try.
"It would be great if I could be as happy as today every day..."
Mrs. Yun looked at the bright moon in the sky, and she seemed a little depressed.
"When I married into the Shen family's mansion, I didn't expect to live like this..."
Mrs. Yun, who has always been open-minded, is very sad today.
"Third Madam..."
"It's okay. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I shouldn't say these sad words."
