c_t; Hearing the system's words, Han Feng was pleasantly surprised in his heart. Read the full text of the latest chapter of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't expect that the Xuanling stones given by his mother were all of the highest grade, and this kind of quality Xuanling stones were rare in Tianfeng City, right?

"It is said that a low-grade Xuanling stone can be exchanged for a hundred taels of silver, I really don't know why my family was so poor when I was a child. ”

Han Feng whispered, and immediately smiled bitterly, he was really stupid, if his mother really took these Xuanling stones in exchange for silver, I am afraid that she would have been targeted by others a long time ago, you must know that her mother at that time did not have any cultivation.

Han Feng, who had obtained enough mysteries, the first thing he did was to click on the system, the Great Dream Heart Sutra, but he had been thinking about repairing it completely.

Today's Han Feng has completely rolled up the Great Dream Heart Sutra and successfully cultivated it into the dream realm, and then he will transform the dream realm, integrate the heavens and the earth into the dream realm, and even be able to simulate the opponent in the dream. In this way, his combat ability will inevitably be greatly improved.

"Perfect the Great Dream Heart Sutra, the degree of perfection, the middle volume. ”

"Yes. ”

After a few breaths, Han Feng had a lot of information in his mind, this was the cultivation method of transforming dreams.

The Great Dream Heart Sutra in the middle volume is already comparable to the spiritual level exercises, and the cost of the Xuan Point is 500 points.

As for the next volume, Han Feng did not exchange it immediately, but was ready to wait until the middle volume was successfully cultivated before cultivating.

"Magic Sword, open the selection page of the martial arts, I want to buy the martial arts of the spirit level. ”

Han Feng's eyes suddenly appeared on the selection page of the martial arts, which was similar to the last time, only this time, the button of the spirit level martial arts was lit up.

The moment he pressed the button, there was suddenly a huge space in front of Han Feng, and there were more and denser scrolls in it, obviously, there were more lower-grade martial arts at the spirit level here than there were martial arts at the mortal level.

This made Han Feng even more surprised by the origin of the system, the strength of the person who created this system must have far surpassed that of the Gang Martial Realm, otherwise, it would definitely not be possible to collect so many spirit rank martial arts.

Faced with the choice of spirit-level martial arts, Han Feng did not rashly choose, but released his ability to sense martial arts.

Mortal martial arts rely on the comprehension of martial artists to cultivate. This is not the case with the spirit level, where the martial arts have a spirit and will sense the cultivators who are suitable for it.

What Han Feng released was the will of the sword.

The third sword will is very strong, and in an instant, the boundless sword power swept through this space, and many martial arts retreated, not daring to approach. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to $>>>cotton_._.flower_._.sugar_._.small_._.say_._

"If there is a spirit level kendo martial art combined with the will of the sword, how terrifying will it be?"

Han Feng felt a little uncontrollable excitement in his heart, the spirit level martial arts, this kind of martial arts were very valuable among many forces in the True Martial Realm, and now, there were so many kinds of martial arts for him to choose from, this kind of treatment was not available to everyone.

Of course, he also knew that only when he stepped foot in the True Martial Realm and condensed the True Yuan would he have enough spiritual power to exert the true power of the Spirit Rank Martial Arts, with his current spiritual power cultivation, I am afraid that as long as he exerts a trace of the Spirit Rank Martial Arts, the dantian will be drained, right?

The sword qi roared in the scroll space, and many sword dao martial arts leaped towards Han Feng, as if stars were crossing the boundless night sky, and Dao streamers rolled towards Han Feng.

There was no doubt that these martial arts all considered Han Feng to be a suitable person to cultivate them.

But Han Feng didn't choose it easily, his Xuan Points couldn't afford him to squander at will, and these martial arts might not be the most suitable for him.

Finally, Han Feng's gaze landed on a floating scroll, and his perception probed out, wrapping the scroll.

"What a strong sword intent. Han Feng's body couldn't help but be shocked, this martial arts scroll itself seemed to be an extremely powerful sword, and if it got closer, that infinite sword intent would engulf it.

"There's also a hint of silence. Han Feng's heart trembled, this martial art is somewhat similar to the artistic conception of the Cang Ming Palm, and the sword can take away people's vitality.

"The Silent Spirit Sword. Han Feng muttered to himself, "The sword technique of the lower grade of the spirit rank, cultivated to perfection, is comparable to the middle grade martial art of the spirit rank. ”

"That's you. Han Feng was very satisfied with this sword technique, if there was more of a sense of silence in his sword, the power he displayed would definitely be much stronger.

"The Silent Spirit Sword, a low-grade martial art at the spirit level, is worth five hundred Xuan points. ”

As soon as Han Feng's mind moved, the five hundred Xuan Points disappeared in an instant, and in their place, there was a vast amount of information in his mind.

Cultivating a spirit-level martial art is indeed much more difficult than a mortal-level martial art.

"This Silent Spirit Sword is divided into three forms, with my cultivation, if I can play the first form, it is already reluctant, if I want to successfully cultivate, I must condense the true yuan. ”

Han Feng whispered, and immediately continued to select martial arts, this time, he released the will of the Demon Dao.

The terrifying demonic power swept through the space, and in an instant, scrolls came towards him, and on each scroll, there was a terrifying demonic intent, as if a demonic head was roaring, and the endless demonic intent seemed to be able to devour the void.

Han Feng closed his eyes and carefully felt the information of each scroll.

A moment later, Han Feng opened his eyes, his palm poked out, and a scroll was grabbed by him.

"The Dragon Devouring Demon Seal is also divided into three levels, the first level is the half-spirit level, which is just right for me to use. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth, and then his eyes closed, and he started the middle scroll of the Great Dream Heart Sutra, and instantly entered the dream realm.

And above the heavenly dome, there was a faint sprinkle of star light, passing through the void, penetrating the roof, and entering Han Feng's body, tempering his body.

Three days later.

Han Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and two essences burst out, the cultivation on his body was even more powerful, and his aura seemed a little unfathomable.

"This dream realm is really magical, it actually made my cultivation speed speed up a lot, I'm afraid that after three months, even if I don't step into the eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm, I will also be the peak of the seventh level of the Qi Martial Realm. ”

The high-level Qi Martial Realm is much slower than the cultivation speed of the mid-level Qi Martial Realm, because in this link, you can't just cultivate, you have to feel, and you have to try to slowly condense the true element.

Han Feng's eyes closed again.

This time, in his dream, he did not cultivate cross-legged, but derived a world.

Although it is very small, there are mountains and rivers, there are bright stars, and the stars are shining, as if there are peerless fierce birds swimming in the sky.

This is just the prototype of a dream.

Han Feng was in it, and he only felt that the mystery was endless, and these were all derived from his thoughts. A thought becomes a dream, a thought becomes a world.

Han Feng's mind moved, and in an instant, a black figure appeared in front of him, holding a sword in his hand, which was also a seventh-level cultivation of the Qi Martial Realm, and the sword intent on his body bloomed, which was the third sword will.

Obviously, this black figure is the same as Han Feng's cultivation, and the means are the same.

There was only one point, the power of the bloodline, which Han Feng could not simulate, so he did not use the power of the bloodline, but fought with pure cultivation.

It is better to defeat your opponent than to defeat yourself.

Han Feng's sword slashed out in an instant, one after another cyan sword gangs seemed to crush the sky, and the dream seemed to be about to crack, but the black figure also flickered, the wind shadow bloomed, and only the afterimage was left in place, and then, the cold sword intent instantly enveloped Han Feng, Han Feng only felt that the infinite sword qi was rolling towards him, his heart was cold, his sword waved, breaking the sword qi, and his sword stabbed at the black figure.

Airplanes!

The sound of the sword did not stop, it seemed that only the sword was left between heaven and earth, Han Feng and the opponent had the same sword intent and cultivation level, and no one could help each other.

After a few hours, Han Feng finally stopped, the black figure disappeared, and he sat on the ground, recovering the spiritual power in the dantian.

He could feel that after such a hearty battle, his sword intent was stronger and the tip of his sword was sharper.

Moreover, his spiritual power has also improved. At this moment, even if he didn't use the power of the bloodline, he could easily kill the people of the eightfold and ninefold Qi Martial Realm.

Like the young man of the Wang family that day, even if he was the best of the Eight Folds of the Qi Martial Realm, he still couldn't make a few moves under him.

To kill, one move is enough.

After the spiritual power recovered, Han Feng continued to evolve his opponent, and this time it was still a black figure that appeared, all black, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but on his body, there was a terrifying demonic light.

This time, the opponent has the same terrifying demonic will as him.

Han Feng's demonic will has always been trapped in the first level, and he wants to improve his demonic will through battle.

"Kill!" A demonic sound suddenly came out of Han Feng's mouth, and the demonic palm print slapped out angrily, and in an instant, the space trembled, the black figure fluttered, and the sound of killing rolled the heavens and the earth, as if two peerless demons were breaking out in a shocking battle.

Call!

The demonic wind swept by, and the earth seemed to be eroded in an instant, and with a step of Han Feng's footsteps, the demon's clutches stirred the heavens and the earth, as if the whole world was about to be torn apart by him.

The black figure also controls the extremely strong power of the devil, the black robe is fluttering, the demonic energy is rolling, every time he steps out, he will attack an extremely strong demonic killing sword, with a terrifying aura of destruction, in the same realm, no one dares to resist.

This is magic skill, domineering, ferocious, and unmatched.

Palm out, the void trembles.

Han Feng and the black figure fought wildly, and the will of the Demon Dao was earth-shattering, as if he could kill endlessly with his hands raised, and the blood flowed like a river.

Click!

The dream was shattered, Han Feng suddenly woke up from the dream, the black figure disappeared, Han Feng only felt some sharp pain in his mind, the previous battle was indeed painful, but it also caused the dream to be shattered.

Han Feng knew that this was due to the fact that his dream transformation realm had not yet been successfully cultivated, and if he succeeded, he would never be shattered so easily.

Feeling the sharp pain in his mind, Han Feng rested for a while, and then continued to immerse himself in the dream and cultivate.

For a month in a row, Han Feng cultivated like this, never stopping.

In the past month, Han Feng also didn't step out of the door, if it weren't for the Xuanling Stone given by Han Feng that was enough for him to live for three months, Xiao Er couldn't help but see if Han Feng had died inside.

On this day, Han Feng finally decided to go out for a walk and take a look at the lively scene of Fengcheng this day, but it seemed that he needed a makeover......

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