"Psychic Master?"
Han Feng was a little shocked, but he remembered that Xian'er said that practicing Tao Xuan Jue can increase spiritual power.
"Master, as your strength has improved before, your mental power has been growing, but you can't feel it. Now you have officially entered the threshold of a "spiritual master".
But even so, your mental power is still very weak. What you have to do from now on is to sense the existence of this mental power.
I will tell you the specific cultivation methods later, but you should first look at your own strength. "
Han Feng nodded and looked at a dark yellow stone pier about ten feet long and wide leaning against the north wall of the backyard.
This is the "strength measuring stone" that Han Feng asked Zhao Weinan to buy for himself from Imperial Trading Company a few days ago.
Just one stone pier was worth nearly two hundred spirit stones, which made Han Feng's flesh hurt.
The effect of the power measuring stone is also very simple. The spiritual warrior bombards the surface of the power measuring stone with all his strength. If the power measuring stone flashes, it means that the power exceeds one tripod.
The number of flashes represents the "several cauldrons of power" the spirit warrior possesses. The brighter the last flash of light, the closer it is to the next flash. The upper limit of the force measuring stone is eighteen cauldrons of power.
Before this, Han Feng had tested his strength.
If you activate the Chi Jian Hegemon Body Technique and punch out with all your strength, the power measuring stone will burst out with a burst of yellow light that lasts for a long time, but it will not flash a second time.
This proves that Han Feng's power at full strength has reached the power of one cauldron and close to two cauldrons.
Now that he has broken through to the Nine Stars of Martial Arts, Han Feng also wants to see how explosive his power is.
Without activating the Overlord Body Technique, Han Feng activated the Taoist Secret Technique, and the cyclone in his Dantian suddenly spun.
Without any guidance, Han Feng was able to activate his spiritual power instinctively.
Spiritual energy poured into the meridians and ran according to a certain established track. Han Feng took white rainbow steps at his feet and clenched his right fist at his waist.
Spiritual power surged in like a tide, gathering on Han Feng's punch!
At this moment, Han Feng deeply felt the existence of spiritual power.
Different from the fierce and domineering energy of Qi and blood, this is a flexible and powerful energy that can perfectly integrate with one's own body and stimulate one's own potential.
The moment this realization occurred, Han Feng had already rushed to the force measuring stone. With the help of strong inertia, Han Feng punched out like a dragon.
"Hanshan Fist!"
The Shanshan Fist of Dacheng Realm, with the blessing of spiritual power, struck hard towards the center of the power measuring stone.
At this moment, an invisible silver light even flashed on the surface of Han Feng's fist.
"Bang...!"
There was a muffled sound like a drum, and the force measuring stone trembled slightly.
"Buzz...!"
With a buzzing sound, an earthy-yellow light appeared on the surface of the stone. The light was so bright that it almost illuminated the entire backyard.
The yellow light came on for a moment and then quickly went out.
Then another burst of light lit up, this time the brightness was far less than the last time, but it made Han Feng's eyes widen in shock.
"The power of two cauldrons!"
You must know that an ordinary one-star Hui-level warrior only has the power of one cauldron, and every time he rises to one star, he will almost increase his power by one cauldron.
And even with his nine-star cultivation as a martial arts disciple, he could not activate the Overlord Body Technique. One punch could actually reach the power of more than two cauldrons.
Doesn't it mean that he has the power of two brilliant stars?
After the shock, Han Feng quickly felt relieved. After all, he was practicing Tao Xuan Jue. While practicing, he was also constantly purifying his essence.
Moreover, when practicing, what one absorbs is also the pure spiritual power purified by the Demon Refining Pot.
As a result, his physical fitness and explosive power are naturally far beyond those of warriors of the same level.
"Hmph, all these spiritual stones I have are not in vain!"
At this moment, Han Feng felt a little proud. This came from a player who paid money and looked down upon ordinary players.
Later, Han Feng tried to activate the Chi Jian Hegemon Body Art. In the horizontal refining state, he superimposed spiritual power to explode his strongest attack.
After the force measuring stone flashed three times in quick succession, it actually lit up a fourth time.
Although the light was extremely dim and almost undetectable, it actually lit up four times.
"The power of the four tripods!"
Han Feng couldn't help but smacked his lips. Now that he was exploding with all his strength, he could actually achieve such amazing power.
When he fought against Lin Huo that night, if he had such strength, he would probably be able to resolve the battle with just one punch.
Han Feng was pleasantly surprised by the substantial increase in strength, and lamented that the risk he took last night was indeed not in vain.
At the same time, Han Feng thought of another thing.
"By the way, what is the level of my spiritual veins?"
Han Feng remembered that spiritual veins are also divided into nine grades: "upper, middle and lower", and there are even "superior spiritual veins" and "extraordinary spiritual veins".
Now that I have developed my spiritual veins, what level is it?
With a thought in his mind, Han Feng looked directly into his dantian, extending along the dantian. The newly opened spiritual veins were like a rainbow bridge connecting the meridians with the dantian.
I saw five colors of "gold, yellow, red, white, and green" evenly distributed on this Hongqiao.
They are clearly distinct from each other, and the proportions they occupy are extremely even.
Han Feng knew that these five colors represented the five elemental attributes of "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth".
The spiritual veins of ordinary warriors will have a more prominent element.
The best spiritual veins have only one attribute, and the strange spiritual veins are also single-attribute spiritual veins, but they have attributes other than the five elements.
Seeing these five evenly distributed colors, Han Feng couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation!
After a long time, Han Feng suddenly said to himself in shock.
"Damn it, am I a genius with all five attributes, better than top-grade spiritual veins and alien spiritual veins?"
However, Xian'er's timely popular science broke Han Feng's "obscenity".
"Master, um... your situation is usually called "all five weak meridians". It is the lowest among the lower third-grade spiritual meridians. It is also called "naturally weak meridians"."
"Well……"
The surprise and smile on Han Feng's face froze instantly.
"Born with weak veins...?"
Xian'er comforted.
"Master, it doesn't matter. A weak vein is better than a useless one. Besides, don't you still have me?
Even if you don't have talent, practicing in the Huzhong realm is no slower than those top-notch spiritual pulse warriors, or even faster. "
When Han Feng heard this, he felt like he wanted to cry without tears.
He naturally knew that what Xian'er said was true, but he still couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
The strength of my old nose was exhausted, I almost risked my life, and I was born with a weak pulse. This feeling is really complicated.
I thought that after opening up my spiritual veins, I would be able to practice on my own, reduce my reliance on the Demon Refining Pot, and save a lot of spiritual stones.
Now it seems that I am still too young. Once I embark on the road of "krypton gold", I simply cannot stop.
"Hey, that's all, that's all, it's better than nothing."
As Han Feng sighed, he suddenly remembered another "top priority" thing.
"By the way, I have broken through the nine martial arts stars, so my body..."
Han Feng's expression became nervous and extremely expectant!
Without any hesitation, he rushed back to his room.
Soon, a burst of wolf-like laughter came from Han Feng's room.
"Hahaha... I, Han Feng, finally stood up, ahh...!"
(PS: The remaining chapters may be updated later. The last few chapters feel a bit stuck. I wrote and deleted them today. I deleted several thousand words. I will continue in the evening and transition this paragraph. It should be fine.)
