Early the next morning, Han Feng still went to the back mountain to practice the Qi Condensing Baguazhang, he found that after the soul awakened, he could condense more aura, and when he used that move to push the Qi Palm, the power became greater, and he directly knocked down the big tree two zhang in front of him, and there was a great force of recoil blowing upside down, making his body shake for a while, but his eyes were full of surprise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In addition, he also found that even if he didn't stand in a place with strong spiritual energy, he could use the Qi Pushing Palm, but the time to accumulate needed to be several times longer, and the power was much less. But fortunately, he can maintain this kind of combat power at all times, and even if he encounters someone like Sun Qiang again, he can be fearless.

Soon more than an hour passed, Han Feng finished his morning exercise, carried two wooden barrels straight down the mountain, and still walked towards the still water pool, but he just covered his eyes, and when he went to the still water pool, he hid the wooden barrel in a miscellaneous forest, turned around and ran towards the nearby outer gate area.

He had lived in this area for more than ten years before, naturally familiar with the road, under the blessing of Yunfeng step, less than two quarters of an hour, he came to the outside of the gate of the outer gate area, to look inside, there are full of flowers, full of aura, all kinds of carving dragons and phoenixes of the quaint buildings up and down, high and low, shining in the morning sun, beautiful.

Since his current identity is still a disciple of the No. 7 stove room in the area, he successfully passed the inspection of the hidden formation and entered it, but he did not go to the No. 7 stove room, and with his memory, he successfully came to a large hall.

This hall is as high as 33 zhang, the green wall is blue tile, faintly shining, with majestic grandeur is not enough to describe its magnificent momentum.

There are forty-nine steps in front of the main hall, and at this moment there are people on the steps who are struggling to move, many people are standing on the steps at all levels and hesitating, and some people are even staggering and sweating.

Han Feng raised his eyes and looked at the plaque above the main hall, with three gilt characters written on it, each of which was the size of a zhang, so even if it was far away, it could be seen clearly, and it was suddenly the famous "Entrance Palace".

According to the door rules, if you want to enter the entrance hall and apply to join the outer door, you must pass the test of forty-nine steps in front of the hall. These steps are engraved with a gravity rune array, and each upper level will exert a hundred catties of force on the person stepping in, so when it reaches the forty-ninth level, there is a body of four thousand nine hundred catties of gravity exerted on the person who stepped in, and the average miscellaneous disciple can't bear it at all, people like Sun Qiang have come to break through before, but they can only go to the eighteenth or nineteenth level, and few miscellaneous disciples can break through the twenty-fifth level. It is said that this step is intended for disciples of the Qi Reservoir Realm, and only those who have reached the Qi Reservoir Realm can rely on their true qi power to resist the gravity exerted by the outside.

Therefore, the first condition for entering the outer gate is to cultivate to reach the realm of gas reservoir.

Han Feng took a deep breath and immediately walked up the first step. Although he had not advanced to the Qi Reservoir Realm, after a night of thinking, he had found a way to solve the trick.

In the first seven levels, Han Feng crossed very briskly, and then passed three levels in a row, and reached the tenth level, bearing the power of a thousand catties, but his body was still as stable as Mount Tai, and he continued to walk up, of course, his speed slowed down.

In a moment, he stepped forward five more levels, exhaled a breath, and raised his foot to the sixteenth level.

In the wide square in front of the hall, there were many deacons or miscellaneous disciples staring at them, especially when they saw that Han Feng had reached the sixteenth level so quickly, they all looked sideways, casting a complicated look at him.

After a while, Han Feng had already reached the height that Sun Qiang had reached before, the nineteenth level. He continued to go up, twentieth, twenty-first, twenty-second......

Brush, brush, and all eyes were on him, because he had already reached the thirtieth level.

Han Feng's body shook at this moment, just when everyone thought that this was his limit, he began to use the condensing qi Bagua palm, with the help of the first glimpse of the realm, the condensed aura was even thicker, his hands seemed to be on fire, and he suddenly pushed back, the power exploded, the wind was everywhere, and a momentum reacted on him, and he took advantage of the situation to cross the third level. At the same time, his soul power was released, condensing the surrounding aura around his body, protecting his body and resisting the 3,300 catties of force exerted from the outside.

Fortunately, he was far away from the other disciples, and he was still on a lonely path, so he hit the back steps without affecting others.

At this time, everyone in the audience exclaimed, and many people applauded and encouraged.

Han Feng didn't pay attention to the people below at all, and once again concocted the same method, casting the Qi Condensing Bagua Palm, and with the help of the power of the Qi Palm, he continued to rush upward, allowing him to stand on the forty-fourth step smoothly in the blink of an eye, but his soul power was not much left, if he didn't fight quickly, I am afraid he would not be able to support it.

There are also five levels!

Han Feng looked ahead, his eyes showed determination, and his hands were pushed back again, connecting two levels.

There are also three levels!

Han Feng was already sweating profusely at the moment, but the light in his eyes was even brighter, and he suddenly let out a loud shout, exhausted his last soul power, and hit the push palm for the last time.

This time, the power of the push palm was far greater than in the past, and it was actually exerted at a higher level, and the force of the recoil was incomparably huge, and Han Feng crossed the last three steps and successfully climbed the platform in front of the entrance hall.

The pressure around Han Feng plummeted, but the sweat on his body also bubbled up instantly, dripping down like a stream.

Most of the dozens or hundreds of miscellaneous disciples in the audience cheered, and even those disciples who were still fighting on the steps showed a look of wonder, and some even performed extraordinarily, and went up one more level.

Han Feng breathed on the platform in front of the door for a while before slowly walking into the door.

The hall of the hall was vast, but empty, except for a table and a chair in the middle, on which sat an old man with a white beard and a wrinkled face, crumbling with a broken book in his hand, and his snoring sounded from time to time.

Han Feng was a little dumbfounded, but at this moment, he could only stubbornly walk up to him, cough, and shout with his fists clenched: "Senior, I am Han Feng from the No. 7 Miscellaneous Service Circle, and I came to apply to enter the outer gate." ”

But the other party did not wake up, still sleeping soundly, and the snoring tended to increase.

Han Feng had no choice but to stand quietly and wait silently, and by the way, he breathed a little bit to recover some strength and soul power.

More than an hour had passed before he knew it, but the old man still didn't feel like waking up.

Han Feng was about to stretch out his hand to wake up the other party, but at this moment, the old man woke up leisurely.

He yawned as if no one was around, and then glanced at Han Feng and said lightly: "Little baby, your concentration is good, you don't get tired of it for so long, but you are a good seedling." ”

Han Feng smiled slightly and did not speak.

"Come on. The old man suddenly wiped a ring on his hand, and with a flash of light blue light, a piece of wood like a brick appeared on his hand, and he looked at Han Feng and said.

Han Feng knew that this wood was a treasure to test his qualifications, and he had heard his adoptive father Han Hao mention it before, called the Spirit Detection Wood, which seemed to be ordinary, but there were talismans engraved inside and outside, which could detect the cultivation and qualifications of all disciples below Guiyuan.

When Han Feng heard the other party calling him, he quickly put aside these distracting thoughts, stretched out his hand and pressed on this piece of spiritual wood, as the old man's incantation sounded, the lines on the surface of the spiritual wood gradually lit up, and soon emitted a dazzling cyan light, enveloping Han Feng.