Chapter 143: Cultivation

There are no years of cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, night falls quietly, wrapped in a cold chill.

Han Feng, who was sitting directly below the waterfall dumping, shuddered suddenly, 'Ah Qiu', opened his eyes, only to notice that it was already night outside, and pinched his fingers to calculate the time of his cultivation.

"I didn't expect that in such a blink of an eye, two hours have passed, it's so fast, let's come back tomorrow!"

Holding his body tightly with his hands, goosebumps all over his body, he shivered back to the shore, and stiffly dressed himself.

After returning to the cave mansion, the long-lost warmth hit his face, Han Feng groaned comfortably, and then lay on the bed with exhaustion all over his body, before he had time to sort out today's harvest, sleepiness hit his brain, and after a while, there was a slight snoring sound.

It's just that on the way back, I went to look a little inwardly at the results of today's experience, not too carefully, this time is really too tiring, and it is also beneficial for Han Feng to take a relaxing rest like this, as the old saying goes: one piece is relaxed, and the way of civil and military affairs is also.

When I woke up, it was already the morning of the second day, full of energy, full of vitality, and after a simple wash, I sat cross-legged on the bed to investigate my own achievements yesterday.

In his heart, he silently recited the mantra of 'Lushan Shenglongba', his right hand floated in front of him, and his blazing eyes stared at the palm in front of him, without blinking, for fear of missing the slightest.

With the progress of the mantra, the whole body power flowed along the meridians to the right hand, and suddenly, a layer of bubbles like water mist appeared on the right hand, wrapping the right hand tightly, but the color was light, and it was not very real, the corners of Han Feng's mouth were happy, the speed of the recitation accelerated, and more and more strength went forward to concentrate towards the right fist.

However, it was only ten breaths of time, and the crazy transmission of power made Han Feng exhausted, his body was stiff, his face was flushed, and his forehead was even more full of beads of moisture, but the outstretched right fist was not moving like a mountain and raised it in front of his chest.

"Whew!"

An Rushi's right fist was like a deflated balloon, swinging on the bed, a mouthful of turbid air spit out from Han Feng's mouth, but a pair of narrow eyes revealed a sparkling look.

I was just trying to know how far I was from the beginner path of 'Lushan Ascending Dragon Ba', but I didn't expect that I was almost succeeded by myself by mistake.

Although the final result failed, but it made Han Feng feel satisfied, to have such an effect, Han Feng attributed it to the "Endless Five Elements Exercises", if there was no ancient body quenching method, his physical mortal womb would never be able to reach this level, and it was very likely that he would not be able to withstand the washing of the waterfall from a thousand zhang high.

At the same time, after yesterday's waterfall baptism, the strength of the physical body has also been significantly improved, Han Feng was overjoyed, he didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected joy, the main exercises and this set of techniques complement each other, and the combination of the two is like a perfect combination.

After being delighted, he took out a plant from the storage bag that was like a common grass on the roadside outside, bit it directly, and devoured it with gusto, and in a few blinks of an eye, the entire spirit grass was all in his stomach.

And this elixir shaped like a small grass was the soul nourishing grass that Fei Ming wanted to give Han Tianlong at that time, even if it was him, there were only a few plants, which were eaten by Han Feng by mistake, not only was it okay but turned into nourishment for divine sense, wasting one plant, and the rest of the plants also fell into Han Feng's hands along with the storage bag with his own death.

If Han Feng hadn't seen the introduction of the Soul Nourishing Grass in the Golden Book, he might have missed this opportunity, mistaking it for a few useless plants, and Fei Ming put them in the storage bag to be curious.

However, despite this, when he is seen by outsiders in such a way of eating, he will definitely shout, 'Tyrannical Heavenly Things', even if he breaks his stomach, he must take out the Soul Nourishing Grass.

Such a scarce thing, naturally, after alchemy, the medicinal effect is fully used, and taking it is the best practice, such as Han Feng's direct consumption, it is too luxurious.

Sitting cross-legged, holding his breath and concentrating, he began to practice the 'Refining Divine Decision' with the Soul Nourishing Grass that was producing effect in his body.

In the sea of knowledge, countless small tadpoles swam wildly, and Han Feng, who appeared here, also felt that his head was big when he saw such a scene, but with the help of the soul nourishing grass, the appearance he had turned into in the sea of knowledge was now a few times bigger than the last time he came in, like a baby and a teenager.

Rubbing his hands, Han Feng, who had no idea where to start, fortunately didn't think about it, and grabbed directly towards the two divine sense tadpoles closest to him.

"Ahh

The tadpole starts like catching an electric eel raw, but what enters the body is not electricity, but a whipping of the divine consciousness, which is even more painful and heartbreaking.

The blue tendons on his forehead flared up, but his arms were tightly grasped, and he still refused to let go, this kind of pain he had already experienced last time, and now he had the help of soul nourishing grass, how could such a small difficulty hinder him.

Enduring the heart-piercing pain, he slowly and easily leaned the two Divine Tadpoles towards the middle, but the more they did this, the more they struggled, and the greater the resistance came.

There was only the last millimeter away, Han Feng gritted his teeth, supporting his gradually trembling body, and finally, at the last moment, the two weak divine senses merged into one, which were a little thicker than the rest of the divine senses.

Han Feng grinned, his hands were released, and the enlarged divine consciousness rushed out as if it had fled, away from this place of right and wrong.

I closed my eyes and sensed the changes in Zhihai, and finally showed a smile on my pale face, which was very relieved.

Seize the time to rest for a while, Han Feng once again began to fuse the two divine senses non-stop, repeating the cycle, not only did not feel bored, but enjoyed it.

It took three hours for the time outside to retreat with a tired face, but the excitement in his eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

In these three hours, Han Feng divided the countless tadpoles into various levels, and it was only in this that he fused ten teams of first-level tadpoles and a pair of second-level tadpoles.

If it weren't for the fact that he had spent too much time fusing second-level tadpoles, Han Feng would still be able to fuse more than ten pairs of first-level tadpoles, but the harvest obtained by successfully fusing a pair of second-level tadpoles was far more than the harvest obtained by fusing ten pairs of first-level tadpoles.

His back was already soaked with sweat, and he lay on the bed in spite of his image, panting.

"Fortunately, with the help of the Soul Nourishing Grass, it would not have lasted so long, but I only have three plants in my storage bag now, so I have to find a way to see if I can get some more." ”

Han Feng said to himself, with the existence of a square mysterious space, even if it was in exchange for some seeds, for Han Feng, it was no different from a normal year, so it would be much less difficult for Han Feng to obtain the mixed grass than others.

Standing up, he went to the small medicine garden to take a few body refining herbs of the appropriate year, returned to the room, took out a huge wooden barrel from the storage bag, filled it with hot water, and ground all the spiritual herbs into it, until the bucket became green and muddy again, Han Feng jumped into it, and enjoyed the quenching of the medicinal liquid with a comfortable face.

This time, Han Feng did not pass out in pain like last time, although it was still unbearable, grinning teeth, but he finally endured it, and after the barrel of medicinal liquid was useless, Han Feng came out of the water and changed into clean clothes.

Even though a lot of impurities had been quenched out last time, this time the barrel was still a swarthy piece, all of which came from the dirt hidden in Han Feng's body.

He frowned and glanced at it, and then thought about it, "If you don't wait for Yongqi to come back and give him a try, there will always be some benefits, and the strength of your current body is the best evidence."

With a cheerful whistle in his mouth, walking among the mountain peaks and bamboo forests, and eating some dry food in the cave, Han Feng was impatient to go to the uninhabited mountain, which was a treasure land for himself.

"Huh, what about the senior sister I saw yesterday?"

After Han Feng entered the peak, he didn't see the senior sister who collected his five hundred spirit stones yesterday, his brows furrowed, and he felt faintly strange, but he just thought about it for a moment, so he didn't pay attention to it and went to the waterfall.