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The next day, in the Qingyun Cave Mansion, Han Changlin sat cross-legged on the futon, and after taking a deep breath, he slowly opened his eyes.

"It's time to cultivate the Divine Technique."

Thinking like this, Han Changlin waved the storage bag on his waist, and the next moment, a simple jade slip appeared in Han Changlin's hand.

Hold the jade slip against your forehead, and your divine sense sinks into it to check the information inside.

After a long time, Han Changlin opened his eyes slightly, and there was a sudden look in his eyes.

The "Divine Formula" recorded in this jade slip is not complete, there are only the first three layers, which correspond to the monk's Qi refining and foundation building Dan, the three realms.

And this divine recipe can greatly improve and refine the divine sense, and each layer also comes with a secret technique of divine consciousness.

According to this "Divine Formula", if the monk comprehends the first layer, he can learn a kind of divine power called the "Divine Exterminating Needle", which will consume a certain amount of the monk's divine consciousness when it is used, and condense a divine consciousness needle, which can directly attack the monk's divine consciousness.

And the important thing is that the greater the gap between the divine consciousness of the two sides, the greater the power of the "God Destroying Needle", and if the gap is large to a certain extent, it can even make the monk die directly.

The thorough reading of the exercises has already shown that if it is not for the innate strong divine sense,

It is necessary to use spiritual objects that are beneficial to the divine consciousness to assist in cultivation, otherwise if you forcibly cultivate, the soul will be damaged and your cultivation will not be able to make progress, and it is very likely that the soul will die directly, so those who come after you are warned to be careful.

"Born with a strong divine sense."

"Auxiliary Spirits."

Han Changlin's heart moved again when he saw this, he accounted for both of them, wouldn't it be very suitable for cultivating this exercise?

Thinking of this, Han Changlin immediately couldn't wait to start cultivating this "Divine Technique".

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In the following days, Han Changlin took out the "Divine Formula" every day to comprehend, but this exercise was indeed extremely mysterious, and it was extremely difficult to comprehend.

And in these days, Han Changlin can barely understand it, and he can comprehend the cultivation method of the first layer of the Divine Derivation Technique.

As for the law decision in the foundation building period and the Jindan period, it is like a book from heaven, and it is impossible to comprehend it at all.

Han Changlin, the first layer of the "Divine Formula", naturally did not dare to cultivate easily before he realized it.

Otherwise, if there is the slightest mistake and damages your soul, it will be troublesome.

You must know that once the soul is injured, it is not a joke that it will go mad at the least, and the path will be cut off at the worst.

Every day, the thunder does not move to spend half a day to comprehend the "Divine Formula", and then swallow the Gathering Spirit Pill to improve cultivation, and the rest of the time is used to refine the newly obtained Xuanyan Sword.

In such an orderly cultivation life. Seven days passed quickly.

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Another 10 days passed.

On this day, Han Changlin sat cross-legged in the practice room as usual, motionless.

Almost half an hour later, Han Changlin's eyelids suddenly fluttered, and the next moment, his eyes slowed down, and a ray of essence light flashed away.

"Whew..."

A mouthful of turbid gas that had accumulated for a long time was exhaled, and Han Changlin got up and came to the table not far away, and began to fiddle with the tea set on the table.

But after a while, a cup of steaming Lingqing tea was already baked.

Two days ago, Han Changlin had already begun to cultivate this "Divine Technique".

I saw him sit back on the futon with Lingqing tea, and drank a big sip of Lingcha with his head up.

The next moment, a cool breath rose from the abdomen, went to the upper dantian mud pill acupoint on the head, and finally acted on the divine soul, making the divine soul feel a cold feeling.

Seeing this, Han Changlin hurriedly activated the "Divine Formula" and began to temper his divine soul.

"Ahh

This is a pain that originates from the divine soul, as if a giant hammer is beating Han Changlin's divine soul very rhythmically at the moment.

Han Changlin only felt that this pain was a hundred times worse than the pain in his physical body, even if he was now a foundation building stage cultivator, he still couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

But fortunately, after Han Changlin took Lingqing tea, a cool feeling would spread to his divine consciousness from time to time, so that the feeling of pain would be slightly reduced.

It is no wonder that the predecessors who created this exercise warned that it is best to cooperate with the cultivation of auxiliary spiritual objects, this kind of pain is usually forced by cultivators, and it is likely to cause permanent damage to the divine consciousness, leaving hidden dangers that are difficult to remedy.

If you forcibly cultivate for a long time, it is very likely that your soul will be exhausted and you will irretrievably fall into extinction.

I don't know when, Han Changlin's forehead was already full of beads of sweat the size of a bean, dripping on the ground from time to time.

I saw that Han Changlin's lips were tightly pursed at the moment, enduring the pain from his divine soul, and after his cool breath subsided slightly, he would quickly pick up the teacup that was placed aside and swallow a big mouthful.

In this way, time passed slowly, and it was not until two hours had passed that Han Changlin finally ended the cultivation of the "Divine Technique".

Two hours is Han Changlin's current limit, if there is more time, it will damage the divine soul, thus causing irreversible damage.

"Whew..."

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Han Changlin got up and walked towards the outside world, he was going to wash it, and then change into clothes, it didn't feel good to be covered in sweat.

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Two hours later, Han Changlin took out his newly obtained Xuanyan Sword and came out, ready to start the sacrifice.

Because this sword was transferred by Zeng Sheng on his own initiative, the divine sense imprint in the Xuanyan Sword had already been erased, so it didn't take much time for Han Changlin to refine it, and it was more time to refine the spirit forbidden in it.

I saw Han Changlin sitting cross-legged on the futon, and the high-grade spirit weapon Xuanyan Sword was suspended in front of him at this moment.

The next moment, I saw Han Changlin's mouth open slightly, and a blue and red flame appeared, and it was the Extreme Yang True Fire.

This fire is more than a step higher than the monk's foundation building true fire, and it is naturally not a problem to use it to dispel the mana aura left by other monks.

Time passed slowly, and the mana aura of the other monks on this Xuanyan Sword was almost dispelled.

Next, Han Changlin immediately injected his mana into it.

In this way, two hours later, this high-grade spiritual weapon was considered to have completed the preliminary sacrifice, and the rest was to refine the spiritual forbidden in it.

And after Han Changlin refined the Xuanyan Sword, he immediately controlled the Xuanyan Sword to fly up and down in the cave, and after being familiar with it for a while, the magic in his hand changed to increase the mana output.

The Xuanyan Sword then flourished, and the flame python on the sword immediately became more and more agile.

Seeing this, Han Changlin's face turned cold, and the Xuan Flame Sword also changed suddenly, and it turned into a lifelike flame python in the air, extremely hideous.

"It seems that this is the transformation of the spirit weapon."

Looking at the flame python churning up and down in the air, Han Changlin muttered to himself in his heart.

The spirit weapon transformation is a special method of imperial weapons, and the necessary point is that the spirit weapon needs to be sealed into the beast soul of a demon beast, so that it can be used, and there is another point, that is, at least the spirit weapon can be used, and the power of the Xuanyan Sword after the spirit weapon transformation is increased.

A quarter of an hour later, after Han Changlin became familiar with the transformation of the spirit weapon, he dispersed it, he didn't want to destroy his cave mansion.

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It has been a month since he was separated from Zeng Sheng, and Han Changlin's cave mansion was inside.

Zeng Sheng brought his great-grandson Zeng Yu to visit, and Han Changlin naturally received them in his cave mansion.

Zeng Sheng's great-grandson is already nineteen years old this year, although he is a pseudo-spiritual root cultivator of the four spirit roots, but with the support of Zeng Sheng's sparing resources, he now also has a sixth-level cultivation of qi refining.

And this is also a normal thing, after all, the full guidance of a foundation building monk can save a lot of detours.

It's just that the disadvantages of qualifications will still be revealed later, and it's not so simple to improve.

After all, not every monk has a fairy mansion and a little green bottle.

And it is impossible for Zeng Sheng to leave his entire net worth to him after his death, and the inheritance of the foundation building monk, a monk in the Qi refining period will definitely not be able to keep it.

Although the Imperial Spirit Sect is not a Demon Dao sect, so many people die in the Immortal Cultivation Realm every year, and it is normal for a little "accident" to occur.

In the living room, Han Changlin and Zeng Sheng sat opposite each other, with two cups of tea on the table.

A handsome and thin young man stood behind Zeng Sheng, quietly listening to the conversation between the two without saying a word.

"Senior Brother Han, the old man's conscious lifespan is only in these two years."

"Zeng Yu's affairs are please, from today onwards, let this kid practice beside his junior brother."

After Zeng Sheng finished speaking, he stood up and was about to bend down and bow.

"Senior Brother Zeng, how can this be done?"

"Senior brother's help, Han Changlin will not forget, from today onwards, let his senior nephew cultivate in this Qingyun Mountain."

"It's just that Senior Brother Zeng doesn't plan to let him see you for the last time?"

Seeing Zeng Sheng's actions, Han Changlin hurriedly used his mana to support him, and then immediately arranged Zeng Yu's affairs, after all, he took the benefits of others and made an oath, and he still had to do something.

"The road to cultivating immortals is unpredictable, life and death are the reincarnation of heaven, no matter how normal it is, it is already a blessing that the old decay can live to the end."

"One person can sit quietly and there is no need to say goodbye."

Zeng Sheng had an inexplicable look in his eyes, and said with a light sigh.

With a lifespan of more than 200 years, his Taoist companions and children all passed away first, and the blood relationship between the remaining people faded, leaving only this great-grandson to entrust his obsession with cultivating immortals.

In his eyes, there is the calmness of seeing through death and the nostalgia for life, as well as the regret that the road has not been accomplished.

Han Changlin calmly looked at this fellow Daoist who was about to die, and also felt a sense of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox, his mood became a little heavy, and he was silent for a while, not knowing what to say

"Come, Zeng Yu, come and see your Uncle Han."

Zeng Sheng waved to the young man behind him and asked him to come and pay a visit.

When Zeng Yu heard this, he obediently walked to a foot in front of Han Changlin, bent his waist into ninety degrees, and said respectfully:

"Disciple to meet Uncle Han."

Han Changlin nodded slightly, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

He had a good impression of this young man, he was decent, but he was not optimistic about his future, cultivating immortals was not just an honest cultivation, especially if his qualifications were not good.

Of course, he won't say that.

"In that case, let Zeng Yu open a cave at the foot of the mountain."

Han Changlin didn't want to talk nonsense, so he turned his head to Zeng Sheng and said.

This Qingyun Mountain is a second-order spiritual mountain, and even at the foot of the mountain, it has a richer aura than ordinary outer gate peaks.

Zeng Sheng understands this, so naturally he will not have an opinion.

Although he is a deacon of Hongyue Hall and is responsible for all matters of the outer disciples, with the qualifications of his great-grandson Zeng Yu, it is not good to openly show favoritism, otherwise it will be a blessing or a curse to him after his death.

The spiritual mountain allocated to the foundation building monks to practice is only used while they are alive, and once the foundation building period monks fall, they will be taken back and cannot be passed on to future generations.

Arranging his great-grandson to cultivate in Qingyuan Mountain can be regarded as being labeled as Han Changlin, and he can get some shelter, so he can rest assured.

The three of them soon came to the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, and Han Changlin very generously chose a place with a strong aura at the foot of the mountain, and asked them to open a cave for cultivation.

Zeng Sheng personally took action, and in less than half a cup of tea, a simple cave house was basically formed.

Han Changlin stood aside and watched Zeng Sheng's move, although his face was calm, his heart was shocked.

Judging that the speed at which he opened up the cave was three points faster than his own, even if he was just a foundation building monk who was about to die, his meridians shrank, and his mana began to be silent and sluggish, but the power between his shots was far greater than his own.

Different from the Qi refining period, when it comes to the foundation building realm, the gap in cultivation becomes more obvious, and the improvement strength of each small realm will undergo a lot of changes, and it becomes more difficult to fight beyond the ranks.

During the Qi refining period, with a sharp magic weapon, the situation that you can fight beyond the ranks will basically not occur in the foundation building period.

Han Changlin Zilin's self-lining now even if he has a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, it is difficult to defeat the monks in the middle stage of foundation building, at most to maintain an invincible situation, if he encounters a monk in the late stage of foundation building, he can only escape.

"Senior Brother Han, since the cave mansion has been opened up, then Yunsong will be handed over to you."

"The old man is going to return to Hongyue Palace, if the junior brother wants to discuss his cultivation experience, just come to Hongyue Hall to find me."

"If it takes another two years, I'm afraid I won't see old age."

After Zeng Sheng said these words, he bowed his hand slightly to Han Changlin, as if he had put down a heavy burden in his heart, and he controlled the magic weapon and left.

He didn't tell Zeng Yu again, he should have said it before he came.

Han Changlin watched him go away, and only when the light completely disappeared into the sky did he retract his gaze and turn his head to look at Zeng Yu.

The young man's eyes were slightly red at this time, and his face was full of reluctance, and he noticed that Han Changlin's eyes did not dare to look at him, and he looked down at the ground, with uneasiness and helplessness in his eyes.

"In the future, when you live in Qingyuan Mountain, don't make trouble and cause trouble for Han."

"Cultivate well and don't live up to Senior Brother Zeng's expectations."

"If there is anything you don't understand in your cultivation, write it down first, and you can ask me for an answer every six months."

Han Changlin's expression returned to calm, and he said slightly indifferently.

"Yes, Uncle Han."

Zeng Yu replied in a low voice.

Han Changlin nodded, he didn't say much to a Qi refining stage disciple, he blessed his leg with a wind control technique, and he ran towards the cave on the top of the mountain with a light step on his toes.

Agreeing to shelter this son is also based on Zeng Sheng's help and spiritual weapons, this son's starting point has surpassed many outer disciples, but the pseudo-spiritual root is not enough for him to pay attention to.

Throw Zeng Sheng at the foot of the mountain, and what the future achievements will be depends on the creation of this son.

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Time passes.

On this day, Han Changlin was cultivating in the cave mansion as usual, but at this moment, the storage bag on his waist shook slightly.

Seeing this, Han Changlin gently touched his hand in the storage bag and took out a token, which was the deacon token of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

I saw that this token was trembling slightly at the moment, exuding a slight glow, obviously the sect had some information to convey.

Unlike the identity token of the disciple, which can only prove one's own identity, Deacon Tsuki's token can be used to receive information within a certain range.

The sect can directly convey notices and instructions to the deacon token through a special magic weapon.

"Come to the Falling Dao Peak to discuss the matter!"

Han Changlin took the token, and as soon as his divine sense moved, he knew the information inside, and his face suddenly sank and was uncertain.

In the end, he cleaned up, and directly pushed open the door of the cave and left.

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In the main hall of Luodao Peak, there were already five or six figures standing.

And after Han Changlin entered the main hall, the eyes of several people immediately looked towards Han Changlin.

Seeing this scene, Han Changlin didn't care, and silently walked to the side, but his heart had become alert.

Now it seems that the task is not simple.

Where is there a need for so many foundation building monks for ordinary tasks, and besides, it seems that not all of them have been completed yet.

As time passed, the figures in the main hall began to increase.

At this time, there were ten foundation-building monks standing in the main hall.

"This fellow Daoist, in Xia Qin Xueli, I don't know if you know what mission you are carrying out this time? There were so many foundation building monks here. ”

At this moment, a divine consciousness came from the right.

If you look closely, it is a young man dressed in white.

Hearing this, Han Changlin smiled wryly, and passed the voice:

"Alas, to be honest, I'm also confused now, and I don't know the specific situation."

For a while, some of the rest of the people in the hall also began to whisper to each other.

Time passed slowly, just as everyone was chatting.

Zhong Su, the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect, walked out slowly.

Seeing this, silence immediately returned to the hall.

After all, Zhong Suxian is not only a sect of the Imperial Spirit Sect, but also a monk in the late stage of foundation building.

"Fellow junior disciples, this time, on the orders of all the sect uncles, I will give you the task of the sect."

"The Gao family located in Fengyun Mountain and the Lan family located in Qianyu Mountain, these two immortal cultivation families have been found by the sect to deliberately collude with the Soul Annihilation Sect in this battle with the monks of the Soul Annihilation Sect, leaking the information of our sect, and directly causing the damage of the sect's disciples."

The few faint words of the head Zhong Suxian have already shocked the hearts of the few people below.

I didn't expect that there was such a family that was not afraid of death.

You must know that the prestige of the Imperial Spirit Sect in the entire Cangzhou is not only based on legends, but also has extremely iron-blooded means for some other forces that do not obey the orders of the sect.

Now I didn't expect that not only did I disobey the orders of the Imperial Spirit Sect, but also directly colluded with the Soul Extermination Sect.

Again, the butt decides the head, and Han Changlin knows the fate of these two families without thinking about it.

"According to the order of the sect, all the monks and direct bloodlines of these two immortal cultivation families have been wiped out."

"None of them will be left!"

Zhong Suxian's tone had become extremely indifferent.

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