With the experience of the previous few times of scattering gong, this time the scattering exercise can be said to be familiar with the road, but Yan Ning still experienced a lot of pain, and finally came to fruition, breaking through the fifth turn in one fell swoop and stepping into the realm of the sixth turn. Fastest updates

The spiritual power in the body has become more condensed, the meridians have been broadened a lot, and at the same time, the connection between Yan Ning and Xuanshuang Ganghuo has also become closer.

It is worth mentioning that due to the reason of bone replacement, after this time the dispersal exercise, a large part of the spiritual power penetrated into the keel, although Yan Ning didn't know what kind of changes this would bring to the keel and himself, but it was not a bad thing after all.

After reaching the sixth turn, Yan Ning did not rush to leave the small world, but came to the alchemy room and asked Yao Lao for some elixir recipes to restore spiritual power.

After Yao Lao listened to Yan Ning's request, he directly threw out several bundles of herbs from the mural, as well as a formula, Yan Ning took it and looked at it, it was the "Six Yang Huishen Pill".

Yao Lao introduced: "The Liuyang Hui Shen Pill is a seven-grade high-grade elixir, which is of great help in restoring spiritual power, with your current Dao practice, there should be no problem in refining it." ”

The refining method of this Six Yang Hui Shen Pill is not difficult, but the requirements for the fire are relatively strict and harsh, and Yan Ning just happened to improve the connection with the Xuanshuang Ganghuo, so Yan Ning was still very confident in refining the Six Yang Hui Shen Pill. With the recipe in mind, he summoned the Mirror of Transformation.

Tianxin grass, Taisu flower, Yuqing wood...... A piece of the necessary raw materials were thrown into the Mirror of Transformation by Yan Ning, and there was already a Xuanshuang Gang fire burning slowly in the Ding, Yan Ning pinched the time and threw the Liuyang Grass into it, and after a while, a medicinal fragrance overflowed in the alchemy room.

Yan Ning opened the Transformation Mirror Ding, and looked down to see that six emerald elixirs the size of small thumbnails were lying quietly in the Ding, and Yao Lao proudly touched his beard in the strokes: "Little Master, you already belong to the demon level on the way to cultivation, I didn't expect you to also have a terrifying talent in alchemy!"

Yan Ning smiled, the reason why this alchemy was able to go so smoothly and succeed in one fell swoop was that he actually had a knack.

In ancient times, people did not have such a thing as clocks, hourglasses, coronas, and even incense candles were their tools for keeping time, but the accuracy of these tools was too poor and easily affected.

And alchemy is particularly particular about the heat, high-grade pills are thousands of miles apart, the alchemy masters in ancient times did not have clocks, everything depends on feelings, so some people are good at alchemy, and some people can't do alchemy, which is actually a test of their grasp of the heat.

And Yan Ning is different now, when he was refining the pill, he was holding a stopwatch in his hand, and the error of refining the pill was even less than one second, and the level of the pill he refined was probably several times purer than that of the past alchemy masters!

Yan Ning fished out all the six pills in one go, put them in the brocade box that had been prepared a long time ago, and directly said goodbye to Yao Lao, and came to the place where Han Zheng had been interrogated earlier.

The reason why he wanted to refine these elixirs was because Yan Ning was going to practice the Imperial Sword Technique and the Ten Thousand Sword Technique in the small world, and there was no surprise, these two techniques were extremely spiritual power-consuming, and Yan Ning was ready to do the next hard work, so he naturally had to be well prepared.

He came to the place where Han Zheng was interrogated before, Han Zheng's bones were long gone, and Yan Ning came here to retrieve Han Zheng's flying sword!

Yan Ning had already comprehended the power of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, and when he was on Dongtu Island, if he didn't have Pi Erniu's move, I'm afraid Yan Ning would really not be able to deal with Han Zheng.

"There are so many flying swords, but it doesn't feel like it's very powerful. ”

The Kunwu Sword and the Immortal Breaking Sword in Yan Ning's hand were all divine weapons, and Han Zheng's flying sword naturally couldn't be compared to them, but they were better than the numbers.

As soon as Yan Ning beckoned, all the flying swords inserted in the grass flew up, and they lined up in front of Yan Ning, Yan Ning controlled these flying swords, not to learn the sword technique, but to use the power of space in the small world, as if he moved the small hill, if he left the small world, Yan Ning would not be able to do it.

The flying sword hovered in front of Yan Ning, Yan Ning easily flipped through the sword technique, looked at it a few times, and already had a rough idea in his heart, so he withdrew the power of space, and the flying sword in the air suddenly fell to the ground, Yan Ning recited the magic trick and tried to control the flying sword, but unfortunately, not a single flying sword flew.

"I really don't believe it! Han Zheng can practice, but I Yan Ning can't practice?"

Yan Ning's character of not admitting defeat was completely stimulated, and he began to make crazy contacts, his spirit was low, and he immediately lay on the ground and slept for a while, and when his spiritual power was not enough, he ate a Liuyang Huishen Pill, and he kept in touch all day without sleep, and Yan Ning was barely able to control the three flying swords.

In the face of such a result, Yan Ning was obviously not satisfied, his golden needles could control ninety, and he couldn't handle a few broken flying swords.

The reason why the golden needle can be controlled by Yan Ning is because the golden needle is a special magic weapon, even if it is a novice who has just entered the Dao, and the golden needle has recognized the master, he can still control the golden needle.

Of course, Yan Ning didn't know that Han Zheng had practiced for five years in order to control the three flying swords, and it was precisely because this sense of accomplishment was extremely fascinating that Han Zheng was obsessed with controlling more flying swords.

Yan Ning suddenly thought of this, and suddenly realized in his heart: the foundation of swordsmanship lies in one person and one sword, and the way of the sword is one way, and it is refined but not more, this truth was suddenly figured out by Han Zheng when he was fighting against Yan Ning.

Yan Ning would not follow in Han Zheng's footsteps, these more than 100 flying swords could only be regarded as a trick of Yan Ning, but they could not be regarded as the entire sword path!

So he simply gave up the more than a hundred flying swords on the ground, and instead put the Kunwu sword on the ground and concentrated on controlling one flying sword.

"Kunwu Youming, the sword is on it, the gods and demons are not slack, and they are quick to escape!"

As Yan Ning's incantation was finished, the Kunwu sword lying on the ground suddenly made a buzzing sound, as if it had been given life at this moment, Yan Ning's sword pointed at the sky, and the Kunwu sword suddenly turned into a streamer and rushed out with a bang!

"It's done!"

Yan Ning was so excited that he hurriedly controlled the Kunwu Sword to fly back.

Now that Edgeworth's art is complete, the most important thing is, of course, to try Edgeworth's flight first!

Yan Ning swallowed a Six Yang Huishen Pill into his mouth, and couldn't wait to step on the Kunwu Sword, shouting in his mouth: "Get up!"

Kunwu sword rose in response, floating nearly two meters above the ground, Yan Ning was suddenly stunned, Kunwu was under his feet, more slippery than a skateboard, he couldn't grasp the balance of his body at all, the whole person was crooked in mid-air, bang, or fell to the ground, falling a.