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It's been more than two months since I last went to Xuanxin Sect and my party.

For more than two months, the mana in Zhao Han's body finally stabilized after many times of hedging.

Originally, the mana that had accumulated to impact the innate level had now slipped to the fourth layer of the dantian, and the mana had been purified, and now there was no more burden.

Of course, in terms of the purity of the wheel refinement, the purity of his mana at this time is slightly inferior to those who cultivate hard, and if he wants to reach the same level as Miss Win, it is estimated that he will have to hedge his mana ten times and eight times.

It's a little helpless, but that's the consequence of taking shortcuts.

However, Zhao Han didn't care much about this, just a few mana hedging, and it would be purified in a little more than a month, although it was troublesome now, it was always much faster than relying on his own cultivation to that level.

As for how much mana is left after purification...

As long as you don't fall off the dantian realm!

Early in the morning, the autumn cicadas chirped, and at this moment he was sitting in front of the door of the Piaoxiang Pavilion, one hand not yet resting on the body of a brute beast beside him.

It was a very beautiful little beast, with white hair all over its body, only a few fiery red scales mixed between its abdomen, and its furry hair was like a small tiger.

When Zhao Han scratched its neck, Mimi's eyes gurgled sound.

This thing is called brute...

That's right, it was the brute beast with the blood of the Fire Qilin, which was "adopted" by Zhao Han after being bought by Lian Nishang a month ago.

The word "barbarian" represents many meanings, and generally unnamed humanoid races or beasts are classified in the category of "barbarian", and now this thing that doesn't know what kind of beast it is awakens a trace of the blood of the fire unicorn, and it is also classified by these people into the category of brute beasts.

The little one was not big, still in his infancy, and his head was the size of a half-grown earth dog, and his supple fur was even softer than a fox's skin.

Under the sun, a man and a beast lay on a rocking chair and watched the people come and go in front of the street.

"Erhu, go to your sister Nishang and ask for a piece of watermelon"

It seemed that it was a little dry from the sun, Zhao Han stretched out his hand to cover his head, patted the head of the brute beast and commanded it.

Second Tiger, this is the name that Zhao Han gave to the little beast, a special second name, originally Lian Nishang wanted to call it "White Scale", but unfortunately, the little guy made a very keen choice between Zhao Han and Lian Nishang.

Don't look at this little guy's small size, but its strength is not small, and it can hold up a thousand pounds of weight with such a dog-like physique.

And its race seems to have something to do with the bobcat, and when it has nothing to do, it likes to run to tease the big white crane, as if hunting, and one does not pay attention to it and pounces from the hidden corner, so that the big white crane flies into the sky in terror.

It's a chicken, a dog, a dog...

In this regard, Lian Nishang also had a lot of complaints, looking at the feather that was often missing from Dabai's body at that time, her teeth itched with hatred.

However, whenever she wanted to teach the second tiger a lesson, this little brute would hide behind Zhao Han, looking aggrieved.

With the blood of a fire unicorn, this little guy is very psychic.....

After sending away the two tigers, Zhao Han looked up at the sun that rose into the air, and after a sigh, a green glow flashed in his eyes.

Looking through, over the buildings, over the towering city walls of Jinhua County, and farther away, in the mountains where the Nalanruo Temple is located, there are some distorted changes in the sky above the verdant mountains and forests from time to time, and at a glance, after the vague distortion, Zhao Han even saw another scene.

Mountains and forests, dry bones, ancient trees, and deserted temples.

There is Lanruo Temple, and it is Sumeru Lanruo hidden in that mountain!

"It's about to turn on..."

With a muttering sentence in his mouth, Zhao Han's eyes flickering with cyan flames closed, and there was a sound of footsteps on the side.

"What's about to begin?"

Holding a big cold watermelon in his hand, Lian Nishang looked at Zhao Han still lying there, and asked with more interest.

Beside her, the second tiger was shaking its little rabbit-like tail, looking like it was inviting merit.

When he opened his eyes again, the blue flames that had been in place had disappeared, and Zhao Han casually took the watermelon handed over by Lian Nishang, and replied softly: "Sumeru Lanruo!" ”

Click, a cracking sound sounded from Zhao Han's hand.

A watermelon, about the size of a man's head, was split into sixteen petals under his hand.

"So fast? It shouldn't be, Chu Jing said that it will be turned on in a month... Woo... It's so sweet! ”

With a smile, he took a bite of the red seedling watermelon, and felt the cold feeling flow into his abdomen, and the eyes of Lian Nishang were like crescents.

Is Sumeru going to be opened?

It's very strange, although the time when Sumeru Lan is turned on every time is not accurate to the day, but the difference between before and after will not be more than a week, Zhao Han actually said that it will be opened in the next few days, which is really strange.

Ignoring Lian Nishang's doubts, Zhao Han shook his head and chuckled.

If he had been studying this Sumeru Lan for almost a month, since the mountain forest began to distort a month ago, Zhao Han had been staring at it every day, wanting to see what its principle was, and why there was an illusion that seemed to be illusory and connected to reality.

It's a pity that this thing is too difficult, Zhao Han studied it for a month, not to say that he found nothing, but what he studied was all some corners and corners, but he didn't get anything about the rules that produce this kind of distortion of time.

In his senses, Lanruo Temple seemed to be hidden in the fog of time, like a satellite surrounding this plane, only at a certain time will it get close to the plane, allowing people to enter, and after a while, this satellite will fly away again, and begin to reset in the time of flying......

It's a very interesting rule, if those earth immortals on the main plane can see this scene, maybe they will have some epiphany and inspiration.

It's a pity that Zhao Han's realm is not enough, and he can't do the analysis rules like the earth immortals, otherwise he may gain a lot.

It's a pity, but Zhao Han didn't think too much about it, because if this Sumeru Lan was placed here, one day he would have the ability to study it.

Zhao Han was still squeezing juice with Fuyun's hands, and Lian Nishang, who had eaten a piece of watermelon on the side, rolled his eyes, walked to Zhao Han's side, pulled his sleeve and said, "Little Phoenix, this time Lanruo Temple is opened, will you accompany Jingjing to go in together?"

A piece of watermelon juice was entered, and Fuyun's hand tilted slightly, like a sea bowl, and regained its balance.

Zhao Han turned his head to look at her and asked, "She asked you to ask?" ”

Lian Nishang shook her head.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "If you don't say it, if she doesn't say it, Master Qin will also speak."

As he spoke, he saw a little green light emitting from Zhao Han's fingertips, and two blue lights as thin as hair turned back and forth on his fingertips.

This is the true spirit seed of the Qingyan Sword Duel!

The two true spirit seeds were placed like spiritual fairy swords, not living in the gaps between Zhao Han's fingers, sometimes blending and sometimes separating, and Lian Nishang's eyes lit up for a moment.

It seemed a little surprised that this sword species would be so well-behaved, Lian Nishang asked: "How did you do it, even Sister Meng Yao put them in a stone box and locked them, and didn't dare to release them."

Indeed, the true spirit seeds of this Qingyan Sword Duel had been kept in the stone box where they were originally stored by Qin Mengyao, for fear that they would run out of the stone box and fly away.

Moreover, this sword species is unruly in nature, and it is difficult for ordinary people to tame it at all, but I didn't expect it to become so well-behaved in Zhao Han's hands.

"Because I communicated with them."

Zhao Han blinked, and then saw that the corners of his lips were closed, and Lian Nishang couldn't understand what he was saying at all, but the two cyan swords seemed to understand his words, and they flew to Lian Nishang and stopped.

"Huh? Why don't they move? ”

Seeing that the sword species stopped in front of him, Lian Nishang said with a little doubt, and then began to look at the two small swords carefully.

It is said that it is a sword seed, but in fact, these two true spirit seeds of the Qingyan Sword Duel are two spiritual swords, which are condensed by pure spiritual power.

The whole body exuded an indescribable cyan, and the hair-thick sword body was also engraved with dense runes, if it wasn't for the opportunity to observe carefully, Lian Nishang wouldn't have been able to discover the mystery.

"What's wrong with them?" After looking at it for a while, Lian Nishang asked.

"They're playing dead," Zhao Han replied with a wink.

"Loaded.. Die? ”

Lian Nishang's eyes widened, looking at Zhao Han's serious appearance in front of her, she only felt that the world was full of malice towards her.

The true spirit seed of the sword duel actually pretended to be dead?

This thing won't be a sperm!

As if sensing the idea of practicing Nishang, Zhao Han nodded very seriously and said, "You guessed right, they are indeed refined."

"Uh...."Lian Nishang was speechless.

The true spirit seed of Qingyan Sword Duel has actually become a refinement, and he can still understand Zhao Han's words, this world is too terrifying!

After thinking about it, a cloud of white light appeared on Lian Nishang's hand, and he glanced at Zhao Han with a little coquettishness.

"I want to read their hearts"

"Are you sure?"

Zhao Han had a strange smile on his face.

These two sword species are condensed by the spiritual power of the Qingyan Fairy, a preacher, and I want to read their hearts....

It's crazy!

To read the heart of a preacher?

If Lian Nishang can do it, it is estimated that the deity of the blue-faced fairy will have a sense and cause her anger!

Although the probability is not great, but Zhao Han didn't think about dying like that, seeing Lian Nishang's hesitant appearance, he chuckled and shook his head: "Don't think about it, you can't do it, your interpretation method is useless to the cultivator who has cultivated the primordial god, and the owner of these two sword species..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Han hesitated for a moment and did not continue.

The spiritual power of the Qingyan Fairy is different from other true spirit seeds.

This is fairy fate.

But she was the last of the ancient enlighteners, and perhaps she was wandering near the main plane at this time, thinking that if she had fused with the spiritual power she had left behind, she would have noticed it......