Han Feng took a walk outside to relax his mood. After all, he had been practicing for so long and he had to relax.
In the process of cultivation, sometimes it is important to relax and tighten in a proper way. If you are always under high tension, it will be self-defeating and make it difficult to achieve great things.
Han Feng traveled for several months and visited almost all of this world. He accidentally found a lot of spiritual materials, but they were not at the psychic level. The strongest ones were those at the twelfth level of the mortal level.
It's not that he doesn't plant more high-grade spiritual materials here, but that he has no channels to purchase the seeds of psychic-level spiritual materials. These key heavenly materials and earthly treasures are controlled by the four major sects and other upper-level forces. , is it something he can obtain.
Moreover, once he takes the initiative to search for the seeds of spiritual materials at the psychic level, there is no guarantee that he will not be targeted by interested people. Maybe the Yuxian Sect will take the initiative to find him, and life or death is uncertain.
He also rummaged through his trophies, but he didn't find any spiritual material seeds at the psychic level. I guess those people were also wary and didn't dare to collect such contraband rashly.
Han Feng suddenly felt depressed, as if something was blocking his heart and he couldn't do whatever he wanted.
He sighed heavily, as if he wanted to let out the depression in his heart, then regained his mood, turned around and returned to the flower valley, continued to sit cross-legged on the ground, and settled down to practice hard.
Time is like water, flowing away quietly, and more than a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
At this point, nearly three hundred years have passed since Han Feng entered this mysterious little world. Generally, monks in the Guiyuan Realm cannot live for such a long time, but for Han Feng's longevity, it is only a drop in the bucket and not worth mentioning.
After so many years of hard training, his soul power, magic power, and blood power have all slightly improved, and they have become more balanced. They are all at the level of the second half of the mid-term. He has not lost sight of one thing and lost the other. It can be said that he has gone hand in hand, which is beneficial to him. Follow-up plans.
It is a pity that the Five Elements Talisman cannot be compressed anymore. It is limited to one inch and six points. Naturally, it can no longer provide any talismanic power to the Five Elements Talisman.
Han Feng was helpless, knowing that it would be difficult to solve this dilemma without breaking through to the late stage of Ningzhu. But the problem was that he still had to balance the three forces in his body, and he could not let his soul power reach the level of Yiqi Hongchen. Then But that's a big deal.
Of course, it would not be easy for him to break through to the late stage of Condensing Pearls, but with the Nine Refining Mysterious God Art, it would be relatively easy for him.
Han Feng stood up, stretched his limbs, and then assumed a strange posture, practicing the sixth picture of the Ten Pictures Secret Manual, silently improving his flesh and blood body.
Over the past hundred years, he has discovered that this special technique is more powerful than the Soul Refining Diamond Technique, and has an unparalleled effect on tempering the body. Every day, he never fails to practice this technique. Every time He benefited a lot from the derived innate energy. Combined with the Soul Refining Diamond Technique, it was able to refine a large amount of scum in his body, which was as black as ink and extremely smelly.
His body has been well cleaned. Although it has not allowed him to go any further, the benefits are more valuable than his advancement. Only by laying a solid foundation can he go further.
After a stick of incense, Han Feng finished his work and returned to his original standing posture. He stood upright like a pine tree, exuding a special aura, but the world was silent, as if he was frightened by its momentum and did not dare to stand. Movement is normal.
Han Feng let out a long breath, and his whole aura suddenly bloomed, sweeping up a storm of heaven and earth. The sound of wind, thunder, lightning, and rumbling could be heard all the time.
He didn't know what level of people he could compete with with his current strength, but he only felt that he had huge power, as if he could cover the sky with one hand.
Naturally, he would not waste the next time and continue to draw spiritual talismans, which were other types of low-grade and medium-grade spiritual talismans, both for defense and escape.
More than thirty years passed in a blink of an eye. Han Feng drew thousands of talismans and consumed all the purple talisman papers in the storage ring. He only gave up when he could no longer draw any more.
He was still unfinished and felt that he could continue to draw, and even had a fuller understanding of the structure of the spiritual talisman. As long as his soul power cultivation reached the late stage of bead condensation, he was confident enough to quickly draw a high-grade spiritual talisman.
After tidying up, he lay down on the spot and fell asleep.
When he woke up, less than half a month had passed.
Han Feng went wandering around again, and even made a special trip to the edge area. He sat alone on the edge and watched the process of deriving the world from heaven and earth, and gained some insights from it.
This is an extremely rare wonder of the world. He has an intuition that as long as he understands the truth, he may be able to improve.
Sitting here for half a year, he had many feelings, but he couldn't explain them clearly, and he still couldn't penetrate the veil.
He knew that his realm had not yet been reached, and that it was more painful than confirmation. It was better to relax and let go for the time being. Maybe at a certain stage in the future, it would be a matter of course, and he would reach that level naturally.
He stood up and left, returning to the Flower Valley again and taking out various spiritual materials picked along the way.
He took out the alchemy furnace and planned to refine the elixir. Of course it would not be a spiritual elixir, but an ordinary-level elixir. After all, he had no extra spiritual materials at the psychic level.
Han Feng calmed down, activated the Talisman Transformation Method into Lotus, put the spiritual materials into the alchemy furnace one by one, and began to cook them in an orderly manner.
It only took a stick of incense to open the top of the alchemy furnace, and the fragrance was fragrant and refreshing. It was definitely an elixir, and it emitted a dazzling purple light. It was probably a low-grade elixir.
Han Feng looked calm and raised his hand to take it out. It turned out to be a purple twelfth-grade elixir. He held it in his hand and looked at it. It was still at the level of four flowers, but the potency was more refined. It was obviously His refining techniques have improved again.
He pondered silently for a while, then suddenly put away the alchemy furnace and began to review it carefully in his mind, not missing any detail.
Three days later, he took out the ancient book on the Fu Dan Lotus Transformation Technique, carefully read the contents, and sorted out the key points, trying to find the secret to a higher level.
More than a month later, Han Feng started the furnace again, but the result was the same. He still failed to break through to the Wuhua level. It seemed that this was also a big hurdle.
Naturally, he will not be discouraged. Anyway, there are countless spiritual materials for refining the twelfth-level mortal level elixir. He is not afraid of wasting it at all, not to mention that he will not really waste it. To the outside world, it is a rare thing that can only be seen in a thousand years, which is enough for everyone to rush for it.
