I felt severe pain all over my body and I was hungry.
Han Feng endured double torture and persisted through the sixth hour. However, there were only twelve Long Yuan Pills left in his hand. He felt that it might be difficult for him to survive the seventh hour. It was not his own will. Not strong enough, but insufficient resources.
Sure enough, half way through the seventh hour, Han Feng's body was shaking like chaff, teetering on the edge of danger.
He felt that his consciousness was gradually beginning to blur, and he was about to faint, and all his previous efforts were about to be in vain.
At this critical moment, the white jade plaque hanging on his waist suddenly lit up, and a line of text appeared.
He steeled himself and glanced around, and it turned out to be a message from Murong Can: "Brother Han, I'm here to see you, open the door!"
It can also make him struggle a little, and maybe he can get through it.
When he thought of this, he stood up like a shot of chicken blood, walked out of the practice room and came to the hall, but he reached his limit and fell to the ground suddenly, but he still did not faint. , continue to climb toward the door.
It took a quarter of an hour to climb up, but he finally succeeded in reaching the gate. After a while, he picked up the jade sign and swung it upward. A white light flashed, and the gate opened!
However, Murong Can disappeared!
"Your sister! Where is she!" Han Feng glared, gritted his teeth, and said these words.
"Damn, I'm here, don't scold my sister, or she'll beat you like a pig!" A figure suddenly appeared from the side of the door. It was Murong Can, but he also cursed loudly.
But when he saw Han Feng's appearance, he was startled and asked in surprise: "How did you become like this?"
Indeed, Han Feng was almost skin and bones at this moment. Without the nourishment of Long Yuan Dan, the essence in his body was constantly being extracted to temper the outer skin. In just over half an hour, he became a human being. People and ghosts no longer look like ghosts.
"Elixir, elixir, elixir!" Han Feng gasped and said angrily.
"Madman, you're going to die!" Murong Can cursed and quickly took out a bottle of pills, quickly poured out a bright yellow pill and fed it to him.
As soon as the elixir entered Han Feng's mouth, it immediately turned into a strong warm current and rushed into his body. It spread all over his body in an instant, making his hunger suddenly reduce. He regained some energy and said again: "Come again." !”
"Your sister, my medicine is Dahuang Pills. One pill is worth three Dragon Yuan Pills. You have to pay for the spirit stones!" Murong Can cursed while still feeding Han Feng Dahuang Pills.
How could Han Feng care so much? He just opened his mouth and took ten of his rhubarb pills. Then he stopped, slowly got up, and sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.
When Murong Can saw this, she didn't dare to disturb him anymore. She walked into the hall and waited quietly.
Three quarters of an hour later, Han Feng's body suddenly trembled, and the skin began to ooze fine black juice. The smell was so unpleasant that Murong Can almost vomited it out and hurriedly ran out the door.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and no new black juice flowed out of Han Feng's body, but the black juice that had previously covered his body began to slowly solidify, gradually forming a shell-like black substance that even covered his face. .
Not long after, the dark shell cracked open, revealing Han Feng's brand-new and shiny skin, but it was vaguely red, like red-hot iron.
"What a good guy, he actually turned into a body of iron!" Murong Can exclaimed.
The shell on Han Feng's body cracked more rapidly at this time, and began to fall off continuously. Faint red lights flashed out, but they were fleeting.
When all the shells on his face fell off, he opened his eyes, and a ray of light passed by, with a powerful momentum.
Han Feng swayed slightly and stood up, so fast that even Murong Can was surprised.
"Brother Murong, thank you very much!" Han Feng walked up to Murong Can and sincerely saluted with clasped fists.
"Easy to say, no less than three hundred silver-backed fireball talismans, hehe!" Murong Can returned to the look of a profiteer.
"You guy..." Han Feng was really speechless at him, but he still promised: "I only have thirty cards now. How about I pay you 10% first and fill in the account later?"
"No problem, happy cooperation, haha!" Murong Can was in a good mood and put away the box of talismans handed over by Han Feng.
"I have something to do, so I'll leave first. If you need anything, come to me in the refining hall. If you can't find me, just wait for me outside my house!" After Murong Can said this, he turned around and left.
Han Feng smiled lightly and didn't mind. After cleaning up the dirt in the hall, he turned around and closed the door, returned to the talisman making room, and began to draw a large number of talismans.
Spread the paper, pick up the pen, dip in ink, put down the pen, draw the symbols, and finish.
In one go, gleaming talismans appeared in the wooden box next to him.
At the end of the day, Han Feng discovered that his speed was much faster, and he could complete the drawing of twenty-one talismans before his soul power was exhausted. He looked inside and discovered that his soul sea area had expanded again, but he encountered The invisible barrier can no longer expand, and it is obviously the bottleneck of the early stage of the first glimpse.
Then he looked inside his Dantian and found that the three orifices began to glow with a faint luster. Although they were not opened yet, they were beginning to change, which at least showed that practicing the Spirit Refining Diamond Technique was effective.
"There's still a long way to go!" Han Feng muttered to himself.
There are only a few days left before the Spirit Talisman Hall competition. Even though Han Feng can draw a large number of talismans now, he still can't help but be a little nervous, so he continues to practice hard on the skills of drawing talismans in the past few days, trying not to make any mistakes. , otherwise if there is a mistake, the residual talisman will automatically release a trace of white light to correct it. If this scene occurs in public, his secret will be completely exposed, and all the elders and seniors will search for his soul and let others manipulate him.
This is what he cannot tolerate the most!
But the more he thought about it, the more mistakes he made. After five days, he made more than ten small mistakes in a row, and the residual symbols were corrected one by one, leaving him speechless.
On the last day, he simply stopped drawing talismans, and instead let his mind wander, allowing himself to immerse himself in the wonderful space of meditation.
Early the next morning, Han Feng played a set of Qi Condensing Baguazhang. After breakfast, he rushed directly to Zhuzilou, where he had to meet, and then followed the elders to Wanlu Kiln, the place for the apprentice competition. .
Wanlu Kiln is the venue for the apprentice competitions of Lingfu Hall over the years. It is not in the northern area of Lingfu Hall, but in the inner gate of Lingfu Hall, right in the central area of the Three-leaf Gate.
When Han Feng came to the Zhuzi Tower, there was already a sea of people there. Fortunately, the avenue in front of the Zhuzi Tower was extremely wide. Under the management of the elders and some outer disciples, everyone lined up in a row of more than ten people. A team.
