As soon as Han Rou's Zhenyuan entered Ma Han's body, she felt something strange, but she was healing at the moment, and Han Rou didn't say anything, just carefully controlled Zhenyuan and repaired Ma Han's injury.

After more than twenty minutes, Han Rou tiredly withdrew the true yuan: "I didn't expect it, you are also an immortal cultivator?" Master told me that in this world, because of the barren aura of the earth, immortal cultivators have become increasingly rare, and I can't see them when I am idle, but I didn't expect that today, I met people in the same way. ”

Ma Han slowly finished his work, and he felt that the injuries in his body were actually nine times out of ten, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Your true yuan...... It's weird!"

Han Rou smiled and patted the snow on his body: "What's strange? I am born with the mutant wood attribute, and the true yuan is full of medical effects, no matter how many injuries I have, I can also alleviate one or two, but in terms of fighting, I am much weaker than others." Fortunately, your cultivation is not high, I thought you were just a martial arts person who cultivated internal strength, my true yuan almost didn't last until the repair was completed, repairing the injuries of immortal cultivators is much more difficult than repairing the injuries of people in martial arts. ”

Speaking of this, Han Rou suddenly smiled brightly: "It's just that up to now, I have only met you as an immortal cultivator, which is also rare, so it seems that immortal cultivators are indeed very rare." ”

"Who is your master?" asked Ma Han curiously.

Han Rou shook her head: "Master won't let me say it." ”

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid it would take me half a year to recuperate. Ma Han said.

Han Rou shook her head with a smile, didn't say a word, and turned around and left in a chic manner.

Looking at Han Rou's back, Ma Han smiled, this girl looks soft, but she has a heroine's style, I feel that the injuries in my body have almost recovered, I can't help but feel a lot better, and my heart is not so painful for a while.

Looking up at the sky, the snow still kept falling, and seeing that pieces of snow, or falling on the ground, merging with other snow flakes, or falling in some places with higher temperatures, turning into water droplets, and instantly turning into ice, Ma Han suddenly felt a lot.

No matter which snowflake is involuntarily, resigned to fate, good fate, stay for a few more days, bad fate, fleeting.

In the past, I was afraid that I could only obey the arrangement of fate, but now that I have entered the ranks of cultivating immortals, can't I still control my own destiny? If I can't even control my own destiny, what is the use of cultivating immortals? How many years have my mother endured all the hardships for herself and this family, and I can't get out of it because of a broken love?

Thinking a lot, Ma Han couldn't even know what he was thinking, but suddenly a cold drop of water fell from his eyebrows and crossed his face, and Ma Han suddenly came to his senses.

Holding the delicate box with his hand, Ma Han whispered goodbye to his past self, and under the force, the gem that emitted a charming light turned into smashes.

Ma Han chuckled, raised his hand and threw it out, just as the broken gem was shot, Ma Han's face suddenly changed, and with a move of his right hand, those fragments were grabbed back by Ma Han.

Among these fragments, there is a particle smaller than a mung bean, which seems to be just an ordinary gem fragment, this kind of fragment, because there are too many fragments, even if it is sold to a jewelry store, it is still hundreds of pieces of garbage, however, Ma Han's face changed when he looked at this fragment.

"Spirit Stone!"

Inexplicably, these two words flashed in Ma Han's mind.

In some special areas, when the aura of heaven and earth is extremely strong, there will be some aura that is too rich to blend into some special stones, and even directly turn into some special stones, and these fused stones are called spirit stones.

What Ma Han has in his hand is this kind of treasure, but this can only be regarded as a small half spirit stone, after all, the volume is too small, according to Ma Han's understanding, a particle the size of a thumb is generally a complete spirit stone.

However, the small half of the spirit stone, that is also a spirit stone, Ma Han can feel that the aura of heaven and earth contained in this spirit stone alone is more than all the aura absorbed in Feng Ying's house at the beginning, after all, the spirit stone is a treasure that can only be formed when the aura of heaven and earth is rich to a certain extent, especially in the place where the aura of the earth is barren, the spirit stone is even more rare.

Looking at the time, it was almost nine o'clock at the moment, coupled with the fact that the snow was very strong, and there was no one around at all, Ma Han simply sat on the edge of the stairs and started cultivating directly, as for the harsh external environment, it was not worth mentioning for immortal cultivators.

Since Ma Han broke through to the fourth layer of body refining, he has been working hard to cultivate these days, but the progress is very slow, and according to ordinary cultivation, it will take a few years to break through.

As soon as the true yuan was running, I felt bursts of rich heaven and earth aura coming from the palm of my hand, this feeling was the same as Ma Han's cultivation in Feng Ying's house, no, it should be said that it was more direct than that time, cultivating in the aura gathering place, and also needed to slowly gather the surrounding aura, but at this moment, it was different, those aura was in Ma Han's hands, and it was directly absorbed and refined by Ma Han.

A slight fluctuation came from Ma Han's body, and a momentum that was twice as strong as before slowly emerged from Ma Han's body, but fortunately, at this moment, the ice and snow were combined, coupled with the cold wind howling, no one paid attention.

Two hours later, Ma Han's bones made a crisp sound, and suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light, penetrating the ice and snow, as if a tangible light, shot out dozens of meters, Ma Han closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened it again, and the cold light had disappeared.

Nodding with satisfaction, he looked at the palm of his hand, the volume of the small half of the spirit stone remained unchanged, but the spiritual power in it had disappeared, so he threw it away and stood up.

Cultivation, has broken through to the fifth layer, the true yuan has doubled, Tianyantong has also made a lot of progress, as for the soft fist, Ma Han is confident, except for the last two moves are a little difficult, the rest of the tricks should be able to run freely, at this moment, his strength is twice as strong as just now!

Ma Han is confident that even if he is facing a master of Dacheng at this moment, he can fight, even if he is at the peak of martial arts, Ma Han has the confidence to retreat.

What made Ma Han even happier was that when he broke through the cultivation just now, he had an extra secret book in his mind, and the word "medical scripture" was written on it, which was exactly in line with Ma Han's intentions.

After treating Zhang Qian last time, Ma Han already knew that the true yuan of immortal cultivators had a great effect on ordinary people, although it was not Han Rou's innate attribute of saving people, but after all, it was not a mundane thing.

It's just that Ma Han in addition to the true element in the body, but the medical skills are only average, although he has been studying hard, but he is only a freshman student, and he has only studied for half a year, in fact, in addition to some basic knowledge, about medical skills, there is no involvement.

At this moment, with this medical scripture, Ma Han felt that he could learn medical skills first, and then combined with the school's lectures, combined with the actual situation, he should be able to greatly improve his medical skills, after all, it is a thing obtained by immortal cultivators, and it must not be an ordinary product.

Looking at the time, it was almost late at night, and when I returned to the dormitory at this moment, wouldn't I be looking for something? I simply found a wide place, practiced jiuquan, and waited for the dawn.

At this moment, Ma Han is no longer depressed, and his first love, like a snowflake drifting in the wind, has turned into invisible droplets and seeped into the ground.