Han Feng took a deep breath and immediately flew to the area with the richest aura of heaven and earth. He found a mountain peak and did not dig a cave to get out. He just casually sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and practiced with his eyes closed.
What he wants to do now is naturally to further consolidate his spiritual cultivation, let his spiritual baby fly out of his body, absorb the vast spiritual energy, and strengthen his body.
Time flies, and more than three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Han Feng's spiritual baby has grown bigger again, shining with dazzling green and gold light, with runes like water, rippling with a psychedelic halo, which is extremely dazzling.
Satisfied, Han Feng stood up and looked at the world and the lush forests. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Everything here was created from scratch. It was like recreating the world. He didn't know what level he had to reach to achieve such a state.
He waited and watched for a while, then gathered his thoughts and began to think about his next training plan.
In such a superior environment and with such a long time, planning must be perfect, otherwise it will feel like a waste of natural resources.
He pondered for a full quarter of an hour and decided to start with the talisman first. On the one hand, it was the fastest way to improve his strength, and on the other hand, it could also take the opportunity to consolidate his soul power.
He did what he wanted, flew down immediately, and retrieved the storage ring previously placed in this world through induction.
Thousands of miles away, he successfully retrieved the storage ring at the foot of a small mountain peak and took out a talisman book, which he had obtained from enemies he had killed in the past. It contained the method of drawing talismans.
He opened this thick classic and studied it carefully. Every time he encountered something obscure, he could not help but frown and think for a long time.
This process lasted for more than half an hour. He successfully finished reading the book, but there were still many unclear points. He did not rush to draw it, but took out another talisman book and continued to compare and study.
Soon, a month passed.
Han Feng finally put down the last classic in his hand, looked at the pile of books in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He still hadn't completely mastered the method of drawing spiritual talismans, and there were still many things he couldn't figure out.
At this level of the spiritual talisman, if you don't fully master the path of the talisman, even if you have enough soul power, it is almost impossible to succeed. After all, in the actual drawing process, there will be thousands of changes, and all kinds of unexpected changes will emerge. , there are so many problems.
Han Feng was not discouraged and read these classics from beginning to end again, studying them carefully so that he could master the tricks as soon as possible.
He solved the problems one by one, and after another month, he finally grasped the secret.
But he did not start the actual drawing. He was extremely cautious and kept practicing in the sea of souls. When encountering problems, he immersed himself in studying the classics to ensure that he completely mastered the mysteries.
Time flies, and more than half a month has passed.
Han Feng read all the classics about the magic talismans three times and practiced them dozens of times in the sea of souls, solving many problems.
At this time, he felt that the heat was up, so he took out a stack of purple talisman paper, as well as talisman pens and talisman ink, all of which were of excellent quality.
He calmed down and dipped his pen in the ink. The golden ink shone on the tip of the pen and fell onto the talisman paper in the next moment. The talisman path quickly spread and spread downwards.
In the previous paragraph, Han Feng's pen moved like a dragon and a snake, moving smoothly without any obstacles. He came to the middle area in one go. The talisman light shone and gradually produced invisible reaction forces, causing his speed to immediately slow down.
Han Feng adjusted his breath, stabilized his writing power, and moved forward steadily.
But soon he encountered the obstacles of high mountains and rivers, which were many times more complicated than the talisman of the twelfth-level mortal. There were mountains and mountains, water upon water, and not long after, rolling thunder appeared, shining extremely brightly.
If it were in the past, he would definitely not be able to overcome the past, but now he is a monk in the Condensing Pearl Realm, and his soul power is like substance, more than ten times stronger, and it is directly transformed into majestic talisman power and poured into the talisman paths he writes. , let it move forward indomitably and unstoppably, directly break through these obstacles, forcefully open up a path, and continue to move forward.
However, the spiritual talisman is very different from the mortal talisman. It will generate spiritual objects on its own, and soon it will fill the entire talisman path, fighting against Han Feng's talisman power like an army, fighting loudly. Sounds, visions abound.
Han Feng frowned and increased his strength to attack, but he couldn't get through it for a while.
Time passed by slowly, and less than half an hour passed before he knew it. Han Feng still failed to break through the obstruction of those spiritual creatures. Instead, it became more and more intense. Mountains collapsed and rivers dried up.
As a result, his entire Fu Lu was affected. Without the support of mountains and rivers, Fu Lu would not be able to exist. The two complemented each other, but were in opposition to each other. It can be said to be a contradiction.
Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he had to slow down the intensity of his attack to reduce the collapse of the mountains and rivers.
However, those spiritual creatures were furious and attacked with all their might, constantly destroying the talisman path. For a moment, he felt that he was focusing on one thing and the other, unable to stabilize the situation.
"Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly, there was an explosion, and the entire talisman path he wrote collapsed, and a series of reactions occurred, and finally dissipated and turned into nothing.
Immediately afterwards, the purple talisman also spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.
Han Feng sighed, put away his talisman pen, and remained silent.
He began to review and think, rehearsing the refining process just now in the sea of souls, identifying the problems and solving them one by one.
Time flowed by quietly like water, and soon another three or four days passed.
Han Feng opened his eyes, his thoughts settled, he adjusted his breath a little, then spread out a piece of purple talisman paper again, dipped his pen in ink, and started drawing again.
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More than half an hour later, Han Feng drew the spiritual talisman for the second time, but still failed. It was not that he could not break through the obstacles of those spiritual creatures, but that he could not confront them head-on. Otherwise, large tracts of mountains and rivers would fall apart and affect the entire talisman path. Stability, even if he retreated to the next best thing and tried to reduce the intensity of his attack, he still couldn't achieve a balance. It just delayed it for a while, and in the end it inevitably collapsed and the talisman burned into ashes.
Han Feng had no choice but to continue thinking about countermeasures. Although his soul power was very high and his soul power was strong enough to break through all obstacles in the talisman, he could not reach a stable state, causing the talisman path to collapse. The result was the same. , unable to successfully draw the talisman.
He now needs to find a way that can not only continue the development of the talisman, but also stably break through the obstacles, and finally reach a dynamic balance until the spiritual talisman takes shape.
