Han Bing separated from Sima Wenjing and went to the post station to retrieve the carriage.

At this time, I saw him sitting on a soft couch, opening the curtain, looking at the blue sky that had not been seen for a long time, and his face was indifferent.

"There are still seven days, Fang went to the Hidden Wind Spirit Grass Garden, a long journey, and one person was lonely. Hey, it's boring without that little girl!"

Boredom, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took out the green-level aquamarine and the ancient map from his arms.

The green-rank aquamarine was shining, although the light was not as bright as the yellow-rank aquamarine of the Divine Tree Inn, but the mysterious blue luster made Han Bing sink.

After a few moments, he smiled with satisfaction and placed Aquamarine in the Spiritual Path Sutra. Be the first to update

He straightened his robe and looked at the map in his hand stupidly.

However, no matter how he observed, he still found nothing. Those simple patterns and obscure runes, he wanted to break his head, and he didn't know what they represented?

He sighed in his heart: After staying in the Han Family Library for three months, he had never seen such runes and pictures, which really deserved to be an ancient map.

Perhaps, the geographical location painted on this is not at all in today's world.

Or, it is a place where all kinds of books in the Han family's library have never been involved.

Perhaps, only when you become more powerful can you slowly know the mystery.

Yes, even a master like Sima Yun can't see the strangeness at a glance, what am I, Han Bing?

......

Time passed, and the deep night sky replaced the blue of the day, and a star, glowing with a purple halo, appeared in the sky.

Suddenly, Han Bing only felt that the words on the animal skin were moving at a turtle speed, and when he looked at it, he found that the pattern at this time had really changed slightly.

After a while, those crooked black runes were arranged in an orderly manner, and they became a font that he could understand. Be the first to update

On it, Hao Ran wrote: The purple-level soul power relies on commentary, rushing to the top to lead the gods into the dantian, there is no soul power in the world, and the cultivation depends on itself. When the word is clear, the heart is clear, the ears are deaf, the eyes are clear, and if you want to ask what the soul power is, you can only ask yourself.

Han Bing was puzzled and even more dazed.

What is this?

Wait, we're talking about purple-level soul power!

He suddenly came to his senses, staring intently at the hide, but the words continued to wander, and the sentence that had just appeared was gone. However, the word "soul power" can still be vaguely seen on it.

"Haha, God help me. By mistake, I actually let Han Bing get a soul power heart method!" Han Bing looked up to the sky and laughed, releasing the joy of the moment in this empty field.

An hour later, he opened his eyes and continued to gaze at the hide.

Suddenly, I saw a breath that seemed to be nothing, jumped into the air, and formed three big characters - concentrating and deciding.

The word is strong and powerful, soft as a bone, and flutters in the air.

Han Bing's mind is active: It's called Condensation. Be the first to update

At the same time as Han Bing was distracted, those three words disappeared with a bang.

Han Bing immediately had an epiphany: This is the true meaning of cultivating soul power - focusing on one mind.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, he emptied himself and closed his eyes.

......

And so, seven days passed in the blink of an eye. Han Bing's carriage appeared at the gate of the Hidden Wind Spirit Grass Garden.

He peeked at the invisible aura that gradually formed in his body, and suddenly realized: I see!

When Sima Wenfeng saw the carriage appear, he immediately greeted him: "County Lord, are you back?"

Han Bing opened his eyes, opened the curtain, and said with a smile: "The county lord will arrive later!"

Sima Wenfeng looked at Han Bing's departing back, snorted coldly, and thought in his heart: The villain has gained power! A murderer, and he still thinks that he has really become a master? Look at you, a wild boy, how long can you jump!

Han Bing returned to the room, took a bath, and as usual, went to the Purple Rank Nursery to cultivate the spirit grass. Be the first to update

Three days later, Sima Wenjing returned to Yinfeng Town, happily holding a jade pendant and showing it off in front of Han Bing.

"Han Bing, look, what's in my hand?"

Han Bing smiled and said, "Grandma, please, show the villain!"

Sima Wenjing pouted, pretending to give Han Bing a mysterious look: "Hmph, I just won't show you." Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless you don't leave Qingxiao Country in the future!" the woman had a longing in her eyes. At this time, she wanted Han Bing to agree immediately, although she knew that it was impossible.

Han Bing sighed: "Grandma, I want to leave Qingxiao Country right now." More and faster chapters are here. Why don't I take you out of here and live the life of a fairy couple?"

Sima Wenjing's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly became clear: Yes, if his uncle really wants to kill Han Bing, and his mother doesn't save him. Or shall I elope with him?

But immediately, she vetoed her idea again: No, the entire Qingxiao country is mine, how can I give up the whole country for the sake of just one Han Bing.

Sima Wenjing's smiling face was covered with haze for a moment. I saw her throw the jade pendant into the air, turn around and leave, "Give you the soul power heart method, cultivate it yourself!"

Han Bing grabbed the jade pendant, looked at the lost back, and suspected in his heart: she must have something to hide from herself. Sima Wenjing, I, Han Bing, said that I will not fail you in this life, but there must be a degree.

The woman's figure disappeared from Han Bing's sight before he returned to his room.

This time, for the entire fourteenth day, he did not go out of the room again.

On the fourteenth day, Han Bing only felt the invisible aura in his body, as if he was about to rush to heaven from the Baihui Acupoint. And this feeling is extremely strong.

That breath, unlike aura, has no color and no rules to follow. The first time it was updated, but Han Bing could clearly sense its movement and purpose.

Han Bing knew that it was the soul consciousness that was about to be formed.

It's a pity that just when the breath was about to burst out of his body, Han Bing suddenly felt a tearing pain in his scalp and woke up.

Perhaps, is it because your physique can't bear it?

Hey, isn't there an elixir that changes the level of the physique?

That's right, find Sima Wenjing to make some pills to improve the level of physique, and you can break through.

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked out.

The door creaked, and the green-robed girl sat on the steps and looked back: "Han Bing, how do you feel?"

"You, why are you here?" Han Bing was surprised in his eyes.

"I'm here to help you protect the Dharma!" the woman's eyes were slightly red, and she looked like she hadn't rested for many days.

Han Bing's heart suddenly warmed up, and he said, "Thank you for your hard work." By the way, my physical condition is too poor, and I can't even cultivate my soul consciousness in the early stage of the purple order!"

"How is it possible?" Sima Wenjing was shocked in his heart: the genius of the Yellow Rank Wood Spirit Root couldn't even cultivate the most basic soul sense, who would believe it if he said it?

"Why don't you try again?"

"I felt like even if I tried again, it would be useless. Obviously, he sensed that he had a clear soul consciousness in his body, but the Baihui acupoint seemed to have a layer of diaphragm, preventing it from breaking out of the body. Han Bing cried with a sad face, and his eyes were confused.

"Hey, when I was a child, it only took seven days to cultivate the early stage of the Purple Order. And I am the Qing-rank Wood Spirit Root, I really didn't expect that you are a genius, even inferior to me. The girl drooped her head, but did not forget to fight-for-tat to satisfy the emptiness of her soul.

"Can I compare to you? I grew up eating meat when I was a kid. And you, in this Spirit Grass Garden, even if you don't take pills, you can be regarded as growing up soaked in all kinds of spirit grass breath!" Han Bing slowly got used to arguing with the girl.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go to the pharmacy and see if there is any Purple Rank Awakening Pill. If not, I'll give you a bath with cordata!" The woman looked happy, stood up, and hopped out of the place.

(Three more are sent, and the other one has been completed.) Hanhan will start writing this book well, please support and pay attention, thank you. Give me a lot of advice. ）

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