Qin Ran calmed down, sat cross-legged in the hot water of the wooden barrel, and began to practice the exercises.

A trickle of spiritual power poured out from the dantian, flowing through Qin Ran's meridians to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and began to refine the power of those Xuanli Jiaozhu beads that had already invaded the body.

But as Qin Jianyang said, the power of the Xuanli Jiaozhu was still too strong and domineering for the Qi Source Realm, and even though Qin Ran was fully using the Nameless Guidance Skill to urge the spiritual power to try to refine, it was all a drop in the bucket.

More and more of the power of the Xuanli Jiaozhu invaded the flesh and blood under his body, and even faintly exceeded its load, and Qin Ran was also a little stunned at this time, as if he was very puzzled by something.

However, despite his doubts, Qin Ran still didn't dare to slack off, and directly opened the small bottle of warm tire spiritual liquid that Qin Jianyang gave him, and poured it down in one go.

The warm fetal spiritual liquid melted in his mouth, and the trickle of medicinal power moistened Qin Ran's whole body, and began to neutralize the domineering power of the Xuanli Jiaozhu.

Seeing that the pressure was relieved, Qin Ran also breathed a sigh of relief, his mind sank into the dantian, and he began to check.

Qin Ran actually had his own abacus, he originally pinned his hopes on the small cluster of weird black flames in the dantian in his body.

In the Yunhuo Spirit Cave, the wonderful effect of the weird black flame made Qin Ran taste the sweetness, almost ignoring the magma heat of the Yunhuo Spirit Cave, allowing him to arbitrarily absorb the heaven and earth aura in it, so as to break through his cultivation.

And the power of Xuanli Jiaozhu, in fact, has many similarities with the Yunhuo Spirit Cave, both of which are extremely violent, and belong to the power of the fire attribute.

Therefore, Qin Ran also thought that the strange black flame would reappear and refine the domineering nature of the Xuanli Jiaozhu.

However, what Qin Ran didn't expect was that the weird black flame had a wonderful spirituality, and he also had his own pickiness about "food".

Although the Xuanli Jiaozhu can also be regarded as a source-level second-order treasure, it is very precious, but after all, it is still from a low-level demon beast like Xuanli Jiao, and the weird black flame is naturally not interested in it.

Seeing the weird black flame honestly cowering in his dantian, with no intention of contributing at all, Qin Ran was speechless for a while, and then retracted his mind and continued to use his skills to refine the power of the Xuanli Jiaozhu.

After the power of the Xuanli Jiaozhu was neutralized by the warm fetal spiritual liquid, its nature also became extremely mild, and then it continued to nourish Qin Ran's flesh and blood, helping him temper the strength of his physical body.

In the steaming heat, Qin Ran felt the continuous refining and improvement of his body's flesh and blood, and he was also happy in his heart.

Day 2, early in the morning......

The crystal dew slowly slid down the branches and leaves of the ancient trees in the courtyard, and shattered on Qin Ran's windowsill.

Qin Ran opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and then got up directly from the bed with a carp.

Yesterday, he perfectly absorbed all the power of that Xuanli Jiaozhu and used it to temper his physical strength.

By now, Qin Ran felt that his physical body was already full of strength, even if he didn't care about his spiritual cultivation, with his physical kung fu attainments alone, Qin Ran could confidently and easily defeat the cultivators of the fivefold Qi Source Realm. You can even resist their spiritual attacks with your physical body.

Qin Ran's physical strength can be seen!

Putting on his clothes and coming to the small courtyard, Qin Ran's heart moved, and he slowly pushed it out with one palm.

One after another, the spiritual power turned into gold, lingering in front of Qin Ran.

Stripes appear quickly, intertwined to form an intricate network.

The golden palm print, which is about a foot in size, condensed and formed in front of Qin Ran, the five fingers on the palm print are huge and slender, and the knuckles and palm lines are clearly visible.

In addition, an inexplicable aura of righteousness slowly spread, as if this breath alone could deter all the evil spirits in this world.

However, looking at the golden palm print that he had condensed, Qin Ran frowned.

His husband, Mu Qingyun really didn't say it wrong, the secret technique of Haoran Sword Dictionary is indeed very difficult to cultivate.

Whether it is from the name or from the allusions that Mu Qingyun knows, it is clear that this is a kendo secret technique, but neither he nor Mu Qingyun have realized any relevant kendo content from it.

Yesterday, after completing the refining of the flesh, Qin Ran contemplated the Haoran Sword Dictionary for a long time until late at night, and did not make any progress in anything other than the palm technique.

It's as if this is just a palm magic secret technique.

However, Qin Ran was not completely without gains. After comparing the two jade slips in his hand, that is, the so-called upper and lower halves of the Haoran Sword Codex, Qin Ran came to a less certain conclusion.

This thing is still not complete.

Qin Ran faintly felt that there seemed to be something missing.

And the missing content is precisely the core content of this Haoran Sword Codex, and it is the most important essence part.

Retracting his thoughts, Qin Ran dissipated the spiritual power in his palm, and the golden palm print also disintegrated, dispersing into golden points of light and disappearing into invisibility.

Even if he didn't touch the cultivation method of the sword path, Qin Ran didn't feel discouraged. Just by virtue of this golden palm print, it was already a good palm technique, and the grade had reached at least the peak of the second order of the source level.

This level of secret art, in addition to Songling City, I am afraid that there can be at most two or three kinds of secret arts. Qin Ran didn't know if the family masters of the first-class forces were qualified to practice such secret techniques, but the little bastards of those families were definitely not qualified to touch them.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Ran stepped out of the door.

Yesterday, before leaving, Qin Jianyang had already said that he would let him go to a grass house ten miles east of the city to meet his friend.

Qin Jianyang had said before that he would let him meet someone, even if it was the city lord Rong Qianlin, he had never asked Qin Jianyang to ask Qin Ran to visit so specially. And this time Qin Jianyang was so solemn, and he also told Qin Ran not to lose his courtesy, which must have a deep meaning.

Walking out of the gate of the Qin family, Qin Ran swaggered to the streets of Songling City.

For the young master Qin, there has never been any low-key statement in words and deeds in Songling City, in the past, he and Dong Digua were "embarrassed" and ran rampant in the city, and many children of the family were "deeply affected" and bullied, including some young masters from second-rate forces.

After all, the name of the number one evil in Songling City can't always come for nothing, as long as his Qin Ran's name is reported, it can cure children's night crying.

The pedestrians passing by on the road saw Qin Ran walking on the street with such a swagger, and when they thought of something, they all showed strange expressions.

The things that Qin Ran did yesterday by pretending to be Dong Digua had already been made public by the City Lord's Mansion, and now everyone in the city knew that it was actually the "great achievement" of a certain Qin Young Master, and it really had a little bit of a taste of becoming famous in one fell swoop.

However, at this moment, Qin Ran's hair suddenly stood on end, and his heart instantly rose vigilant, and a sense of crisis erupted.

"Zheng!" A scimitar flew over obliquely, Qin Ran quickly changed his position quickly, and the scimitar fell to the ground, more than an inch deeper.