Early morning!

A light rain drifted in the dark sky, sprinkled evenly, bringing a touch of coolness to this hot summer.

In the dark and neat cabin, Han Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands crossed his lower abdomen forming a cultivation seal knot, his chest rose and fell slightly rhythmically, and his breathing was steady and powerful. The aura of heaven and earth around him poured into Han Chen's body as he exhaled and inhaled, along his mouth and nose.

After the exercises are refined, they are turned into internal breath and returned to the dantian.

At this time, Han Chen's inner breath in the dantian had already reached the peak of the nine-star sword attendant. But Han Chen still didn't stop, and the internal breath that came out of refining was still pouring into the dantian.

But as time passed, gradually, the inner breath overflowed from the dantian, filling most of the veins in Han Chen's body.

The cultivation was still continuing, and at a certain moment, a feeling of swelling emerged from his body, and Han Chen, who was intoxicated by his cultivation, moved his eyelids slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Has it reached the limit!" His mind sank into his body, and Han Chen found that his internal breath had completely filled the veins in his body, and he had reached a limit that could no longer be increased.

"Start compressing your inner breath and condensing the true qi vortex!" At this time, Guiguzi appeared in the hut and said to Han Chen.

Han Chen nodded slightly, and then his eyes lifted again.

The knot across the lower abdomen quietly changes, the thumb is printed, and the index finger is interlocked, forming a strange knot.

With the change of the seal knot, a powerful suction force suddenly appeared in the dantian, which breathed the inside of the veins. Constantly inhaling into the dantian.

For a while, the internal breath in the dantian, which had already reached the limit, suddenly expanded and increased again.

Fortunately, with the enhancement of Han Chen's physical body, the bottleneck in his body had long disappeared, so although the internal breath expansion increased, it would not cause pain.

Gradually, when the last trace of the vein is a trace of internal breath, it also merges into the dantian. Under the perception of his mind, Han Chen found that at this time, the inner breath in the dantian. Compared to before. More than three times stronger.

The milky white inner breath gathered together, like a nebula, constantly surging and churning.

Han Chen took a light breath. He knew it. At this point, it was only one step away. As long as this nebula-like internal breath is compressed and condensed into a whirlpool, it is considered to be done.

The mind sinks into the body. After a slight silence, a strong soul power surged out from the sea of consciousness, quickly entering the dantian, completely enveloping the inner breath.

Immediately, the amount of soul power suddenly retracted, and began to compress frantically

Rumble!

At this time, the nebula's internal breath has long been compressed to a peak due to the continuous perfusion before, like a volcano on the verge of eruption. At this time, the compression of the soul power finally succeeded in provoking it and completely burst out.

The milky white inner breath is like a raging wave tsunami, constantly surging and agitating.

Although the resistance was not small, Han Chen's soul power had already completely enveloped the Nebula's internal breath, no matter how much the Nebula's internal breath resisted and churned, it only made the speed of compression a little slower, and it couldn't make Han Chen stop at all.

As the amount of soul power gradually converged, the space for the existence of nebula internal breath gradually decreased, and the nebula's internal breath, which was constantly churning violently, gradually contracted and became smaller.

Finally, when the nebula's breath contracted to the size of a palm, it seemed to shrink to a climax, and it began to stop.

And Han Chen also stopped and continued to compress, and took a light breath, at this time, it was already the most critical moment, as long as he went further, he could condense the true qi vortex, truly break through the sword guard rank, and enter the sword guard realm.

After a slight silence, in the dantian, the amount of soul power that had stopped suddenly contracted violently like a violent tsunami

"Boom!"

Han Chen's body shook, and a faint sound sounded from his body.

Feeling the vibration in his body, Han Chen's face could not suppress a touch of excitement, and his mind quickly poured into the dantian.

The milky white nebula-like nebula inner breath appeared in the dantian, but unlike before, in the center of this nebula's inner breath, there was a pale blue cyclone the size of a palm.

The cyclone rotated slowly, and a trace of milky white internal breath was sucked like a cyclone, and as the cyclone moved, it turned into a wisp of light blue energy, which converged in the center of the cyclone, and correspondingly, the volume of the cyclone also increased slightly.

Han Chen knew that this light blue cyclone was the True Qi Vortex. At this time, the process of refining the internal breath of the cyclone is to condense the true qi. When all of the Nebula's internal breath was refined by the True Qi Vortex, it meant that Han Chen had officially reached the one-star Sword Guard.

With his mind withdrawn from his body, Han Chen opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Succeeded?" Seeing Han Chen slowly open his eyes, Guiguzi said softly with a smile on his face.

"Hmm!" Returning the amount of soul power to the sea of knowledge, Han Chen raised his head, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and nodded in response.

"Teacher, when will I start cultivating the Samadhi True Fire?" At this time, Han Chen suddenly asked. Han Chen had been greedy for the Samadhi True Fire for a long time, and now that he had just broken through the Sword Attendant Rank, he couldn't help but ask.

"There's no hurry. When you have condensed all your internal breath, you will be taught the method of cultivation as a teacher!" Guiguzi shook his head and smiled.

Hearing this, Han Chen nodded lightly. According to the speed of the cyclone condensation in the body, all the nebula's internal breath was condensed into true qi, and the next approximate time was slightly estimated.

"Ten days!" Han Chen said with a frown.

Seeing Han Chen's appearance, Guiguzi didn't know what Han Chen was thinking, and immediately shook his head and said, "Don't be dissatisfied, ten days is already extremely fast, and this is because your physical body is strong and powerful." Otherwise, you won't be able to completely condense it without three months. ”

Hearing this, Han Chen could only resist the desire for the true fire of Samadhi in his heart, and nodded helplessly

Time passed quietly and unhurriedly.

Two days later.

In the hut, Han Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

In two days, the nebula in the dantian had been refined by one-fifth of the cyclone. And with the birth of True Qi, Han Chen found that when he used the 'Winter' style, his power had increased significantly.

Han Chen let out a long breath, got up and walked off the bed, and after washing up, he opened the door and walked out.

"Brother Han Chen!" At this time, a crisp voice came from the corridor.

Hearing this voice, Han Chen smiled slightly and followed the prestige. I saw Han Ling'er in a lilac dress. Tingting Nana is slowly walking from the corridor.

"Let's go!" Han Chen closed the door, greeted him, took the latter's little hand, and said with a smile.

At this time, Han Ling'er seemed to have long been accustomed to Han Chen's intimate actions. A shallow smile. walked out side by side with Han Chen.

"Brother Han Chen. I'm going to the imperial capital tomorrow!" Walking in the corridor, Han Ling'er's soft voice came into Han Chen's ears.

Hearing this, Han Chen couldn't help but tighten his hand slightly while holding Han Linger's hand.

As seven days passed. The day when Han Ling'er and the others went to the imperial capital to participate in the enrollment and selection of Dongling Academy was gradually approaching.

Han Chen didn't speak, but he held Han Linger's hand tighter.

A smile appeared on Han Ling'er's beautiful little face, and she didn't speak, just walking side by side with Han Chen.

Although both men were silent, they both enjoyed the feeling of being at this moment.

Some of the family disciples I met along the way also seemed to feel something, and they didn't make a sound to disturb the two.

In the corridor not far away, a group of teenagers walked out.

Seeing Han Chen and the others, Han Yan's face was overjoyed, and he was about to shout and say hello immediately.

Then at this moment, Han Meiyao on the side directly gave the latter a violent shudder.

"Sister Yao, you beat me with numbness!" Han Yan covered the back of his head in pain and grinned.

"You are really a piece of wood!" Looking at Han Yan's blank look, Han Xiaoyao stroked her forehead and said hopelessly.

"Hmm!" At this time, Han Yu and the others beside him nodded in agreement

At dusk, on the summit of the mountain behind Black Rock Town, a pair of young men and women stood side by side, watching the beautiful sunset in the distance.

This pair of young men and women is Han Chen and Han Ling'er.

After a long time, when the remnant sun on the horizon was gradually setting, Han Chen suddenly turned around and took out a small puppet from his arms.

The doll is no bigger than a palm, and the carving is the shape of a teenager, made of wood, but lifelike.

Han Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then picked it up from Han Chen's hand with surprise in her eyes.

"Do you like it?" said Han Chen with a smile.

"Hmm!" Han Ling'er nodded, a pair of beautiful eyes bent into a crescent moon.

At this time, Han Chen took out a small puppet from his arms, rubbed his palm lightly on the puppet, and said softly: "This, I will take it with me!"

The doll is carved of a young girl, and the material of the wood does not affect the girl's beautiful face in the slightest.

These two dolls were carved by Han Chen himself in the past few days.

Looking at the little puppet in Han Chen's hand, Han Ling'er's eyes showed a hint of shyness, and after a while, he said softly: "Brother Han Chen"

"Huh?" Han Chen looked up in confusion.

At this moment, Han Ling'er suddenly stood on tiptoe, raised her little face, and quickly tapped on Han Chen's lips.

"Uh" Han Chen's body trembled, his face was sluggish, and after a while, Han Chen came back to his senses, raised his hand and touched his lips, and he could still smell a wisp of fragrance on the tip of his nose.

looked at the girl in front of her with her head bowed and her ears bright red. Han Chen's face showed a hint of tenderness, and he stepped forward and hugged Han Ling'er in his arms.

Feeling Han Chen's movements, Han Ling'er's delicate body trembled, and then she was obediently taken into the latter's arms, her little head was against Han Chen's chest, her eyes were slightly closed, and she quietly enjoyed this rare moment.

Neither of them spoke.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled over, stretching the shadows of the two for a long time, and at this moment, the young man and woman were like the people in the painting. (To be continued......)

PS: (Sorry, Thirteen mistakenly repeated the content of chapters 218 and 219.) Thanks for the reminder from Brother Sword, it has been revised now!)