"I see, listening to Senior Sister Mo's analysis, it's really like this. I don't know what Fang Qingxue wants him to do?" an inner disciple hurriedly agreed.

"This is likely to involve a fight between the true disciples, and we can't intervene for the time being. ”

Senior Sister Mo's eyes were cold: "Yuhuamen, if you want to really get in touch with the internal core power struggle, you still have to become a true disciple." If we don't become a true disciple, everything is a senseless fight, and if our inner disciples interfere in the struggle of the true disciples, the end will definitely not be too good. ”

"Senior Sister Mo, then my Spirit Wind Sword was taken away in vain?" The inner disciple's tone revealed Sen Sen's murderous intentions.

"I'll figure it out for you. A spiritual weapon is not trivial, put it in the world, you can't exchange it for a city with a population of 100,000, and of course it can't fall into the hands of others. We plan to kill the demon of the Pink Prince this time, and we have already practiced the Flying Sword Sword Formation, and we need your Spirit Wind Sword to be able to come in handy. How can it fall short?"

Senior Sister Mo spoke, her eyes gradually calmed down, as if she had thought of some good idea.

"Of course, if she can kill the Red Pink Prince this time, Senior Sister Mo will definitely be able to get a Yīn Yang Wanshou Pill, take it, break through the bottleneck, step into the secret realm of supernatural powers, and become a true disciple. An inner disciple laughed.

"That's right, although I have cultivated to the realm of physical transformation, but the jīng god is far from being perfect, and it has not yet reached the point where I want to forget a thing, if I get the yīn yang longevity pill, I will be able to make up for this loss, and at the same time, the jīng god expands, breaks through the limit, opens the door to the supernatural power, and obtains the supernatural power!"

Senior Sister Mo said solemnly: "As for the matter of the Spirit Wind Sword, I will definitely get it back from Fang Han's hand, and I will also bring the magic weapon on his body! The magic weapon on his body is not trivial, if it can fall into our hands, then the certainty of killing the Red Pink Prince is much greater, today, you all cultivate well, adjust your body and mind to the best state, I will go to a place first." ”

"Senior Sister Mo, where are you going?"

"The contradiction between the two true disciples of Biyan Peak, Zidian Peak Fang Qingxue and Biyan Peak Jinshitai is not small, I will go to Biyan Peak this time to talk about it, and at the same time borrow a few cranes to reach the Hanhai Desert quickly. Otherwise, although we have some small magic weapons, they are far from being as easy to use as cranes. ”

Senior Sister Mo stood up.

It turns out that the outer disciples and inner disciples are not qualified to raise spirit beasts.

Only true disciples who are rewarded with a mountain peak can raise spirit beasts, which can be said to open up a small sect within the sect. True transmission, true transmission, is a disciple who can open a sect and establish a sect, cultivate talents by himself, and his strength in the sect is unimaginably great, which is equivalent to a prince in the country.

Only when he becomes a true disciple of the true lineage is he a true disciple of the Feather Sect and can participate in the decisions of the upper echelons.

"A spiritual weapon is not trivial, Senior Sister Mo's group of people will definitely not give up, and the secret of the "Jiaofu Huangquan Map" on my body has been slightly leaked now, what should I do? Leave the Feather Gate? No, if I have cultivated to the secret realm of supernatural powers, it is okay to leave the Feather Gate, but now that I leave, I am afraid that any person who comes to chase and kill will not be able to bear it?"

Outside Yuhua Mountain, deep in the stretching barren mountains, in a hidden valley, Fang Han took the "Jiaofu Yellow Spring Map" and watched it over and over again.

He was not in the Purple Electric Peak now, but let the Crane Fairy fly out on his back again, and flew thousands of miles away from Yuhua Mountain, in an unknown barren mountain, before landing.

As for the crane fairy, he said some mantras of "Yuanchen jīng divine technique", and after the specific exercises, he deceived him in a few words. Now it's time to ponder "Jiaofu Huangquan Tu".

In this legend, the picture of the Emperor Huangquan is now carried by Fang Han, and he feels that it is a hot potato, and it is absolutely impossible to throw it away, and it seems to be extremely unsafe not to throw it away now.

At this time, on the picture, in the quiet Huangquan River, in addition to the "Seven Smoke of the Heavenly Wolf" last time, there is indeed a flying sword, this flying sword, without a hilt, is a pure iron ice crystal, which is depicted with countless hieroglyphs, is a wind, these wind characters, and form an article, a array, constantly running, as if rì up and down, endless.

Fang Han is now reading "The Worlds" hard and knows some knowledge of magic weapons.

The wind text on this "Spirit Wind Sword" is mana, and the article is a large array. It is precisely with the large array of mana condensed that this sword can have magical power.

And even if I take it out, the spirit weapon that has been refined by the blood sacrifice will not be able to be refined again, unless there is a master of the secret realm of supernatural powers, using his powerful mana to erase the blood jīng god of the original master. ”

Fang Han touched the picture, Jiaofu Huangquan was still an ordinary picture.

He knew that even if he took out the "Spirit Wind Sword", unless he begged Fang Qingxue and used his supernatural power to erase the "Blood Jīng God" inside, he would not be able to drip blood for cultivation.

Because all magic weapons and spiritual weapons have been refined by real fire when they have just been baked, and the mana contained in them is very pure, without any thoughts, it is a ball of innocent power. Whoever dripped his own blood could control this power.

"It's better to cultivate the Yuanchen jīng divine technique first!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Han still cultivated the "Yuanchen jīng Divine Technique" that he had just obtained from the mouth of the "Crane Fairy".

He sat cross-legged, pressed the "Tianmen Acupoint" on the top of his head with one hand, and adjusted all his jīng gods in the Tianmen Acupoint above his head.

"Zi yù immortal cultivation of the gate of heaven!" {Note, in the original Taoism, it is 'Zi yù immortal cultivation Kunlun', Kunlun refers to the top of the head, but in the immortal world, it is not the earth, there is no Kunlun, so the word Tianmen is used instead. }

Gradually, he exercised the method of the gods according to the Yuanchen jīng divine technique, and first imagined that his Tianmen Cave was a dark world.

This kind of imagination means that my understanding of the brain is dark.

Then, he imagined that the blood, bone marrow, internal organs, and fascia of his whole body had turned into a pure white face, and the vitality and jīng qi, which was as white as the feathers of a crane, gradually rose and reached the inside of his Tianmen acupoint.

What this represents is to use the jīng qi of the body to dispel the darkness of the brain and know oneself.

The meaning of imagination is very profound.

In this imagination, Fang Han clearly felt that his body seemed to be being emptied step by step, and all the qi and blood in his body turned into light to shine on his brain.

There is some emptiness in the body.

Exercising the jīng god and cultivating the potential of the brain requires a strong physical support, and he finally understood this truth.

Fortunately, his body was several times stronger than that of ordinary masters of the Divine Courage Realm, especially the medicinal power of the Nine Aperture Golden Pill was in the bone marrow, and the jīng qi was even more powerful.

Gradually, the dark world inside the Tianmen Cave was illuminated by this white light, gradually dispelling the darkness, and in the dark and distant depths, Fang Han vaguely saw that there was a simple, heavy, round and not round, like a square not a square stone gate. The texture on the gate is rich and delicate, one by one, as if it were a ravine of the brain.

The appearance of the whole brain turned out to be a portal of supernatural powers.

"This is, the Gate of Divine Power! Blasting through this Gate of Divine Power, you will be able to see and reach the secret realm of Divine Power!" Fang Han said in his heart, trying his best to use the jīng god, imagining his qi and blood as white light, shining in Tianmen's mind.

However, no matter how he shone it, there was more and more black fog in Tianmen's mind. I can't even see the "Door of Magical Powers" clearly, let alone open this mysterious door in my mind.

Whew!

Finally, feeling that he was very tired and wanted to sleep, Fang Han quickly woke up, and all imagination dispersed from his mind.

No wonder those who suffer from lovesickness become thinner and weaker day by day, and the consumption of jīng gods is more powerful than the consumption of [**]. ”

After practicing Yuanchen Jīng Divine Technique, Fang Han felt that his jīng God was languishing, and he rested for a while before recovering.

But when he recovered, he felt that his ears and eyes were clear, and his mind was much more flexible, and he seemed to be able to imagine what his head and brain looked like.

"Give it a try with a drop of blood, anyway, this place is a barren mountain and a wild mountain, and I am not afraid of any disappearance caused by this picture. ”

There is a small achievement in cultivating Yuanchen jīng divine art, but Fang Han is far from reaching the realm of psychic, but he has a general understanding of human jīng gods.

Hi!

Biting his finger, blood suddenly dripped out, and every drop flowed to the "Jiaofu Huangquan Map".

Strange things happened.

This picture, like cotton, absorbed Fang Han's blood one by one, and Fang Han clearly saw that there were slight waves in the Huangquan River on the picture.

At the same time, my own mind seems to be connected to this picture with flesh and blood.

Suddenly, Fang Han felt a wisp of his jīng god, and fell into the picture of the Huangquan River, all sides were rolling waves, a piece of earth yellow, jīng god swam in the river, and immediately saw the "Spirit Wind Sword" in the river.

So, Fang Han grabbed it with the jīng god.

Flutter!

jīng's light flashed, and this spiritual wind sword actually flew out of the Huangquan River in the picture and fell into Fang Han's hand, cutting Fang Han's palm again, and the blood penetrated into it, and suddenly, there was a feeling of flesh and blood connected, which reached his heart.

"This Lingfeng Sword has been refined by my blood sacrifice? It is impossible, it has been refined by someone else's blood sacrifice, and it needs the master of the Divine Power Secret Realm to erase the blood god, could it be that this Jiaofu Huangquan Diagram, in addition to collecting other people's magic weapons, also has the effect of erasing the blood jīng god mark? In this case, I will be developed!"

Fang Han thought in his heart, jīng God moved, flutter!

The large array inside the Spirit Wind Sword was running, and a galloping wind galloped away, surrounded by sword light, cutting off a small tree with a thick bowl mouth a thousand steps away from him.

In Fang Han's heart, he was suddenly ecstatic!