Han Feng immediately calmed down, looked at this secret technique again, and studied it carefully, but he couldn't see any problems, according to the method, it had to use the aura of heaven and earth to explode itself, thus forming a terrifying lethality.

He studied deeply, and gradually found a problem, this secret technique seems to lack a follow-up description, that is, it can only lead to a small amount of soul power to come out to urge, but there is no explanation that a large amount of soul power will explode at the same time.

He pondered repeatedly, and he continued to release his soul power to try, but every time he urged this secret method, it immediately attracted a large amount of heaven and earth aura to gather, and then exploded.

But when he released more soul power, the secret technique he had mastered could not be urged, and the soul power lit up slightly, and it collapsed and disappeared by itself.

He tried cautiously several times, but the result was still the same, he was always unable to condense these soul powers, and the internal resistance of the soul power was very strong, and it was difficult for him to work even if he spent a lot of effort.

"What a strange secret technique, it lacks a follow-up description, it is not systematic, and it is difficult to cultivate!" Han Feng muttered to himself, giving this secret technique a judgment.

Helpless!

Whoever called this parchment scroll just a fragment, it is normal that it will be defective.

Han Feng thought about it for a while, and felt that everything he had seemed to be incomplete, it was really strange!

Broken Talismans, Broken Swords, Fragments, Broken Spells!

Nothing is complete!

Han Feng couldn't help but laugh, but he could only take one step at a time, at least he relied on these broken things to get to where he is today, which is already very fortunate.

When he thought about it, he felt that he had regained his confidence, and he continued to practice this secret art, and did his best to practice to a stronger realm.

In any case, this secret art is still very powerful, and mastering it to the extreme realm is another killer feature.

Time passed slowly, and unconsciously, Han Feng had stayed in this mysterious little world for nine years, although he did not have a suitable soul cultivation method, but in this environment, he had improved most of his soul power, and his soul body had become smaller.

Han Feng's soul body was shining brightly, shining, dazzling, and his aura was extremely grand, giving people the feeling that it was no different from his flesh and blood.

He took out the soul rune again, studied it carefully, and saw a lot of different things, obviously because his soul power had been refined, and he had a new understanding of things.

He looked at the soul rune, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes smiling, sometimes his face was heavy and unpredictable.

After three days like this, Han Feng put down the book in his hand, stretched out his hand and slid in the air, painted in the air, and began to draw the nine-rank talisman again.

He went very smoothly, like flowing water, and the work of half a pillar of incense came to the end, and he encountered the existence of the moat again.

In the past few years, he has tried many times to cross the past, but they have all ended in failure, and there is nothing he can do.

This time, he worked hard, using various techniques, condensing his soul power to penetrate the past, but he only crossed three-quarters of the distance, and was swallowed up by the mysterious power under the abyss, and there was nothing left.

Han Feng was unwilling and continued to try, which can be described as repeated defeats.

However, more than ten days had passed, and he had only advanced his soul power volley to the level of seven-eighths of the heavenly moat, and he could no longer advance an inch.

He felt sleepy and his eyelids were heavy, and he had to put away the soul talisman and fall asleep.

A large area of mysterious gas seeped down in the sky, and all of them merged into Han Feng's soul body, causing the crystal light of his soul body to skyrocket and flicker.

Time flies, and another half a year has passed, and Han Feng woke up slowly.

He was slightly in a daze, as if he was still immersed in his previous sleep.

Strange to say, he dreamed that he was floating in chaos, and finally escaped to one of the continents, where there was no human existence, but there were all kinds of ghosts, like hell on earth, and it was extremely terrifying.

Moreover, he was also discovered by a powerful humanoid ghost, and just when the other party was about to attack, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his mind, and then he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he disappeared into that continent, and successfully returned to this mysterious little world.

It was a very real feeling, and he felt that if he took a step slower, he would definitely be attacked by that ghost.

That humanoid ghost creature is definitely comparable to the old monster of the Yudan Realm, and if he really wants to fight, he can't fight it.

Han Feng shook his head, stopped thinking about these things, calmed down a little, and began to study the Soul Rune Dictionary again, drawing the Nine Rank Runes.

He was still unable to cross the moat, and tried and failed repeatedly.

But he was not discouraged in the slightest, gritted his teeth and persevered, and finally after three months, he finally crossed this moat, but as soon as his talisman road reached the other side, he was cut off by a thunderous existence, and his soul power was also wiped out, and he couldn't see what existed at the end of the talisman at all.

"Is there still the power of thunder and lightning in the rune path?" Han Feng's face was full of shock, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Sure enough, the nine-grade talisman is not child's play, no wonder it was extremely rare in the three-leaf gate back then, and so far he has only seen it in some top Tianjiao in other big cities.

It's right to think about it, the rune path contains the power of thunder and lightning, and it is difficult for anyone to stabilize the entire rune path, unless it is only possible for those Crystalline Realm monks whose soul power has materialized.

It's just a possibility, even a Crystallization Realm monk may not be able to draw a nine-grade rune, if it is so easy, the runes above the ninth grade will not be so expensive, and sometimes they can't even be purchased with spirit stones, they can only be exchanged for things.

Han Feng was silent for a while, and then continued to draw the Nine-Rank Rune, with no intention of giving up at all.

......

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Feng fell asleep three times in a row during this time, each time falling asleep when he was extremely tired, causing him to experience many strange things in his dreams.

The first time he fell into a continent full of thunder, fortunately he only stayed for a moment, and he woke up in a blink of an eye, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died.

The second time was when he entered a continent with extremely lush vegetation, and he was almost stabbed to death by a large number of spear-like plants, but fortunately he stayed for a short time, and at the critical moment, the voice sounded again in his head, and he came to his senses.

The third time was to go to a continent where the beast race was at its peak, he stayed there for a long time, and even fought with some weak primordial beasts, and even killed a lot of strange beasts, and finally let it wake up on its own because of the lack of spiritual energy there.

It's all so real that he won't forget it for a long time.

Every time Han Feng woke up, he felt that his soul body had condensed a lot, and a faint layer of crystals had to condense on the surface, shining brightly.