After crossing the ten sword qi barriers, Ling Han had a smooth journey, and soon cultivated nine more sword qis, but these twenty realms were another level, and they stuck him for a long time.

Feng Poyun was really interesting to Ling Han, a sworn brother, leaving the monkey wine with the martial arts will that he had specially sealed in, and when Ling Han drank it, this martial arts will also flowed in his body, comprehensively improving his martial arts comprehension.

This shocked Ling Han incomparably.

When you reach the Spirit Sea Realm, you can imprint the will of martial arts on your weapon, and you can become a spiritual weapon under long-term recuperation. And after stepping into the Shenghua, you can imprint the will of the martial arts on a special material and become a spirit rune.

The Spirit Infant Realm is even better, written as a law, but it can control the world!

Of course, the Transformation God Realm and the Heaven and Man Realm can also write the law, which is more powerful. It was not that Ling Han had not written a decree in his previous life, which was very convenient, and he could deter one party without having to go out in person.

But sealing the martial will into the liquor can make people take it and use it for their own use...... This method Ling Han can only be convinced.

Martial artists refining Yuan Jing can also leave a trace of martial will, but compared to this, it is far behind.

Feng Poyun is a kendo master!

The reason why he left a martial will in the monkey wine was obviously because he saw that Ling Han was using a sword, so he specially helped him. This martial will is extremely pure, without a trace of impurities, only the supreme comprehension of the way of the sword.

For Ling Han, this gift was really priceless!

In the first five days, Ling Han had been improving his cultivation, and Monkey Wine had not raised his realm like crazy as the first time, but it still allowed him to improve two more small realms, reaching the sixth layer of Shenghua.

And the next five days. Ling Han was figuring out the sword path of the wind and clouds, but he didn't absorb it directly. Rather, it is used as a reference.

If you absorb it directly, you can break through the level of the sword with the wind and clouds. That was enough to take the initiative and affect Ling Han's own path, so he could only follow the road of breaking through the clouds, but he had already chosen the path he wanted to take, so he naturally wanted to jump out of this circle.

The stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade.

Feng Poyun cultivates the sword of love, which is extremely affectionate, he only loves one person in his life, even if the other party dies, his true feelings remain unchanged. The obsession does not go away. To be honest, Ling Han had no way to comprehend such a sword intent, it was true that he liked the Tianfeng Goddess, but he would never be as infatuated as Feng Poyun.

He just extracted the other party's comprehension in the way of the sword, after all, this was the result of Feng Poyun's hundreds of years of hard work in the way of the sword, and it was also the height of breaking through the void, which had already surpassed the level of sword qi and sword mang, and reached the heart of the sword.

The sword heart is clear, that is, holding a grass. can cut down the stars in the sky.

The sword heart of the wind and clouds shines in the sea of Ling Han's consciousness, and Ling Han uses the opponent's sword heart to shine on his own heart, improve his comprehension in the way of the sword, and condense the sword qi.

Five days later. Ling Han flicked his right hand, brushed and brushed, and nineteen sword qi slashed out. And the fingertips have the twentieth sword qi hidden movement, but it is hidden but not released.

The buds have sprouted.

Ling Han kept dancing his fingers. The twentieth sword qi became thicker and stronger, and it quickly took shape.

"Twenty sword qi is a threshold. After stepping over, the power is at least doubled. Ling Han nodded secretly, he had felt tremendous pressure when he fought with Xuanyuan Ziguang before, mainly because the other party had mastered more than twenty sword qi, forming a qualitative change.

"Now against that guy again, I should have a 50% chance of winning. ”

"There's no way, I can't run the mystical three thousand, and the strongest technique can't be used, otherwise, one move can determine the winner. ”

"While there is still time, I will continue to cultivate sword qi. Now that he has passed the twenty realms, he should be able to cultivate a few more sword qi in a short period of time. ”

Taking advantage of the fact that Feng Poyun's sword heart is still there, Ling Han naturally can't waste it, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even Feng Poyun may not be able to come so many times, and dividing his sword heart out to others is actually a harm to himself.

Ling Han couldn't help but sigh, this eldest brother was really temperamental, just because he was married to him, he generously gave him such an opportunity.

I will definitely repay this big brother well in the future.

After another three days, Feng Breaking Cloud's sword intent finally disappeared.

Ling Han stopped, and with a wave of his right hand, twenty-three sword qi flashed, terrifying.

"It's a pity, if I give me another month, I can push my sword qi to the limit of twenty-nine realms!"

"However, is twenty-nine really the limit?"

Ling Han didn't know, this could only be known after he stepped into this level by himself. And the so-called limits are all used to break, for some people, ten is the limit, and for others, twenty is the limit.

When he went out, Zhu Xuan'er immediately greeted him and said, "Brother Han, you are finally out of the customs, Sister Hong is dying, and the competition will start the day after tomorrow." ”

Ling Han smiled and said, "Just let her meet in a hurry, I haven't charged her appearance fee yet." ”

"That's right-" Zhu Xuan'er took out a few pieces of stones the size of a human head from the space ring, with different colors, black, earthy yellow, and purple and blue, "This is the star fragment that Brother Feng knocked down, after the people in the city picked it up, they didn't dare to hide it privately, let people hand it over to Brother Han, and you will deal with it." ”

Star Meteor!

Ling Han was overjoyed, picked up a few meteorites and looked at them carefully, showed a smile, and said, "Blood Rainbow Iron, Dragon Tooth Gold, Red Cloud Bronze Stone, haha, they are all seventh-order precious gold!"

"It's a pity that there isn't even an eighth-order treasure. Haha, you can't be too greedy, and the seventh-order treasure gold is not bad. ”

Ling Han said to Zhu Xuan'er: "You should also change a sword, this is a seventh-order treasured gold, you are warm day and night, and under the imprint of your own martial will, you can become a seventh-order spiritual weapon in the future!"

"Thank you, Brother Han!" Zhu Xuan'er said gently, looking at Ling Han with affection, looking like he was picking at him.

"Don't seduce brother, brother's will is very strong!" Ling Han pinched her smooth jade chin, and then led her into the Black Tower, where he wanted to refine those stars into weapons.

These can only be said to be iron ore, from purification to polishing and refining, even if it is handed over to the best blacksmith, it will not take about half a year to complete. After all, these are all seventh-order precious gold, how hard are they?

But in the Black Tower, everything is so simple.

Ling Han was like a god, releasing a tenth-order divine fire, easily melting the ore and refining the impurities, it was only a small half a day, and he completed a thousand tempers.

"What kind of shape do you like?" Ling Han asked Zhu Xuan'er.

Under Zhu Xuan'er's continuous corrections, Ling Han created a sword with a slender body, but it was extremely sharp. This is not a spiritual weapon, and it needs to be continuously cultivated with the will of martial arts, but the level of the embryo is there.

Ling Han also made one for himself, but his current brute strength was too terrifying, and this hundred-pound sword was no different from an embroidery needle in his hand, and he couldn't feel the weight at all.

Next, Ling Han created a bow tire and ten sharp arrows for himself, but the bowstring had to be found elsewhere.

And after all this is completed, the triennial competition of the Lingbao Pavilion is finally about to begin. (To be continued.) )