Chapter 34 The sad Han Xuan

Retract your palm and place your index finger in your mouth, letting the unknotted blood flow freely on the tip of your tongue.

"In the future, I can be regarded as a contractor, right?" Han Xuan muttered in a low voice, "In this way, the distance to that man will be one step closer! Wait well, I, Han Xuan, will eventually surpass you one day! And that day is not far away!"

"My task has been completed, and the rest will be handed over to you! Boy, remember! In this world where the weak are strong, strength is respected, this is the eternal law. Before you have enough strength, you must learn to endure everything. Forbearance is not the same as giving in, on the contrary, it is a necessary factor in the path of the strong! Otherwise, it will not only be your cultivation path that will die, but also your small life! I hope you will do it yourself! We will have a period in the future, and I hope that the next time we see you, it will be the day when you stand at the peak of the mainland! Hahaha..."

In a heroic roar, the black dragon Hengchi reappeared in black light, turning into strange and obscure runes, covering the huge scroll. Then the shaft rotated rapidly, and the wide page was restored in a burst of grinding paper!

As the fluctuations in the surrounding space gradually subsided, Han Xuan also fell into deep contemplation.

"If you want to talk about this spiritism and contractor, I'm afraid you have to start from ancient times!" As if he knew Han Xuan's doubts, Xi Lao's arms hung slightly, his eyes looked into the distance, the breeze blew, his clothes fluttered, and the majesty of a sage gradually became vicissitudes, as if he was going to cross this world and go to the ancient continent!

Stopping the bleeding from his index finger, Han Xuan stared at Xi Lao's even older face, and followed Xi Lao to trace the ancient story!

Ancient Heaven and Earth, Chaos and Flood! Space Disorder, Vicissitudes of the World!

The sky is falling apart, the sun and the moon are magnificent! The living beings are poisonous, and the end is about to rise!

However, the appearance of a mysterious man puts an end to this world that is gradually dying under infinite reincarnation!

Under the blood light, the man wore a holy robe and danced with the wind, and a sword in his hand opened the sky and the earth was dazzling, and the giant beast mount under his feet stood tall and domineering.

Turning over the hands of the mountain and cracking the ground, moving to the rivers and seas to dry up! Proudly independent between heaven and earth, overlooking all living beings! The sky is shaken!

His name is the ancestor of the Nine Heavens —— Soul Arrow Clan, the first person since the founding of the clan, and the only transcendent existence of the "魄" level!

After the passage of time and the fall of the gods, the bloodline has not been exhausted, and it continues to flow, continuing to achieve the soul arrow clan for 10,000 years, standing between heaven and earth!

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Although these mystical theories only exist in people's word of mouth, no matter how big or small, they can also give a glimpse of the legendary ancient times! In the past few days, Han Xuan has been immersed in the aftertaste of the ancient legends that Xi Lao said!

Indulging in all kinds of things that can almost be called myths does not mean that Han Xuan is forgetful and only knows fantasy! but the heart in his chest that is constantly beating, bursting out with enthusiasm and yearning! There have been many admiration and worship for people with great abilities since ancient times, not to mention Han Xuan, who is still a hot-blooded teenager!

However, Han Xuan, who had a strong heart, did not lose himself in this eagerness and yearning, on the contrary, Han Xuan, who recognized the reality, stepped up his cultivation more diligently. Every three days, he will enter and exit the void of Rongkong, and he will continue to improve his strength non-stop!

And at the same time as such a day and night soul spitting cultivation, Han Xuan also cultivated the psychic seal method that he learned from Xi Lao that day, although it was not perfect, but it was also a small success!

One day a month later, Han Xuan, who was practicing the Psychic Seal Method, was delighted to find that he had unknowingly broken through again and successfully advanced to the second turn!

That is, on the second day of Han Xuan's promotion, Xi Lao took Han Xuan to the cliff in the Luolong Mountain Range again. Different from the first time he came, the place of cultivation this time was chosen by Xi Lao in a specific place - the bottom of the mountain stream!

The babbling stream was flanked by knife-sharp gravel falling from the cliffs, and near the riverbed there were egg-sized smooth pebbles, and on either side were a large patch of dried sand and muddy grass.

In general, it's a place with a great view, but it's only when you're in it that you feel the horror of the environment!

"Whew"

The strange cliff was as if it had been slashed by the sword of the gods, and it pointed straight to the sky in a strange arc. On a meadow under the cliff, a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old was sweating and panting barely. Looking at the paws of his feet that had bled in many places and the row of blood-colored footprints behind him that shocked the eyeballs, one could roughly guess that the green grass under the boy's feet was not as comfortable as he imagined.

The soles of the young man's feet swayed in a strange arc, and his body flashed like a duck in an extremely strange way. Ignoring the soreness caused by the salty sweat beads flowing into his eyes, the young man's handprints danced rapidly, and then with a slight spatial fluctuation, he touched the ground lightly, and grinned and murmured:

"Psychic Technique!Two hundred and eighty-nine!"

A faint rune climbed in a circle as the palm touched the ground. The obscure rune could not continue to spread after spreading at least half a meter from his body, and burst with a bang! The young man was not discouraged, and immediately moved his body again with difficulty as a duck walking, and continued to wail and repeat this seemingly extremely simple set of actions mechanically:

"Whew! Psychic Technique!Two hundred and ninety!"

"Ah! Psychic Technique!Two hundred and ninety-one!"

"Damn! Psychics! Two hundred and ninety-two!"

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"Again!Psychics!Three hundred and forty-eight!"

"Psychic Technique! Huhuhu! Damn! I don't believe it, Master! I can't practice you anymore? If I can't even pass this first realm, the turf cultivation, the Master will be considered a fool...... Uh, uncle, how many times did you just do it?"

A moan accompanied by a series of gnashing teeth and angry scolding, howling from the mouth of the unruly young man! In the end, the young man who was not able to support his body finally fell down due to dehydration, but when the young man's body was about to touch the ground, a soft energy flew from the cliff, slowly lifted the young man, and put him safely under the tree.

Then a slightly rickety old figure flashed beside the young man, looking at the young man's sleeping appearance, showing an appreciative smile! And this old and young, who else could there be besides Xi Lao and Han Xuan?

Gently wipe the wounds on Han Xuan's body and apply a medicinal solution that can quickly recover! Xi Lao turned to look at the turf that Han Xuan had walked on just now, only to see that where Han Xuan's palm passed, a circle of wide and solid round grass rings was lying there quietly! Judging from Xi Lao's surprised expression, Han Xuan's expression today seemed to be a little unexpected to him!

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the room in the early morning of the second day, Han Xuan habitually dressed and washed, preparing to start a new day of cultivation! And such a god-fast recovery had to rely on Xi Lao to use that magical medicinal solution for Han Xuan! Han Xuan, who had almost had a nervous breakdown the day before, was surprised to find that this medicine was a miracle for cultivators who were injured by the first cultivation of soul skills! Moreover, this medicine has a lot of miraculous effects, not only can it heal injuries and eliminate diseases, but it also has the effect of strengthening the body and refining bones when taken by normal people!

And Xi Lao couldn't stand Han Xuan's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and finally told Han Xuan the origin of this magical liquid that Han Xuan praised as a miraculous liquid of rain and dew elixir - Yangyuan Fushenlu.

In fact, this Yang Yuan Rejuvenation Divine Dew was not as mysterious and precious as Han Xuan thought. Select the best ice jade to pick the ripe three-grade elixir born on the top of the snow-capped mountain-the young leaves next to the valve bone hemolytic fruit, soak and preserve them with spring water, and put them in a cold place for 7749 days. And the medicinal effect is wonderful, comparable to the inferior four-grade elixir!!

Sighing that Elder Yu Xi belittled such an awesome elixir like a cabbage radish, after asking Elder Xi for a few more bottles, Han Xuan, who had obtained the treasure, was overjoyed and continued to come to the mountain stream to practice spiritism!

Of course, with the experience of the previous few times, the current Han Xuan is really proficient in cultivating on the turf! And Han Xuan, who understood Xi Lao's intentions, completely dispelled the idea of complaining in his heart, and continued to impact the second layer of the realm, the gravel mixed cobblestone field!

"Poof!"

Unsurprisingly, when Han Xuan just stepped on the cobblestones, the smooth surface directly made the ill-prepared Han Xuan fall on his back! Directly ignoring the pain coming from his back, Han Xuan continued to carry his soul to the soles of his feet, and his hands changed his handprints more skillfully, like a toddler, getting up and falling, falling and getting up again.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

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The gray-robed old man hung his arms slightly, standing quietly on the cliff, looking at the resolute back of the young man, and a touch of love quietly emerged in his sharp eyes.

"Xiao Xuanzi, don't blame you for being ruthless as a teacher! There is no shortcut to cultivation in the first place, and only by enduring hardships can you become a master! The future is unpredictable, being a teacher can protect you for a while, but not for a lifetime! In the future, when fighting with people, the situation is changing rapidly, and unexpectedly performing psychic skills in different environments can not only provide a great boost for yourself, but sometimes you can also determine the final victory or defeat! On the mainland, dragons and snakes are mixed, and the winner is the king and the loser is Kou! Failure, sometimes what is lost is not only as simple as dignity, if you really lose your life, how can you talk about revenge? How can you talk about protecting your loved ones? Therefore, it depends on the subtlety of how you use psychic techniques and souls in different environments! And the highest level of both is the Void Summoning! When you can cultivate both to the fullest, it will really be time to be at ease as a teacher! Now, it's all up to you, Xiao Xuanzi!

After the whispering, the figure of the gray-robed old man turned into an afterimage and slowly dissipated!

With his keen insight, De Han Xuan felt that someone had been silently watching him. His gaze was condensed on the cliff dozens of zhang high, and a subtle spatial fluctuation was gradually dissipating. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a warm smile quietly hung on Han Xuan's resolute face!

"Teacher, the apprentice will definitely not let you down!"

"Oops-I'll it!poof!" Before the words fell, a touch of embarrassment crawled all over his forehead, only to see Han Xuan, who was slightly distracted, slipped, staggered, his body was unstable, and he directly drew a perfect arc in an elegant posture of a dog gnawing, and successfully fell into the water!

(PS: Alas! This sad Han Xuan! Emperors, eleven or seventeen days of happiness, watch nine days a day! If the gods feel that it is barely okay after reading it! Seven steps is just on the occasion of the long holiday, once again brazenly beg you to collect! Please have a ticket! The wonderful is not over, our National Day is to be continued...... ）