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Han Feng endured double torture and insisted on spending the sixth hour, but there were only twelve Long Yuan Dan left in his hand, and he felt that it would be difficult for him to survive the seventh hour, not because his willpower was not strong enough, but because of insufficient resources.

Sure enough, at the halfway point of the seventh hour, Han Feng's body was trembling like a sifting chaff, crumbling and precarious.

He felt his consciousness gradually begin to blur, and he was about to faint, and his previous efforts were about to be in vain.

At this critical moment, the white jade plaque hanging from his waist suddenly lit up, and a line of text appeared.

He glanced at it with a strong spirit, and it turned out to be Murong Cang's message: "Brother Han, I've come to see you, open the door for me!"

It can also make him struggle a little, maybe he will get through it.

As soon as he thought of this, he stood up as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, paced out of the practice room, and came to the hall, but it was already the limit, and he fell to the ground suddenly, but he still did not faint, and continued to crawl towards the door.

A quarter of an hour passed, but he finally succeeded in coming to the gate, and after a while he picked up the jade plaque and shook it up, the white light flashed, and the gate opened!

However, Murong Cang was gone!

"Your sister!" Han Feng glared, gritted his teeth, and forced this sentence to pop out.

"Damn, I'm here, don't scold my sister, be careful that she beats you into a pig's head!" A figure suddenly turned out on the side of the door, and it suddenly was Murong Cang, but he also scolded.

It's just that when he saw Han Feng's appearance, he was taken aback and said in surprise: "How did you become like this?"

Indeed, at this moment, Han Feng is almost skinny, without the nourishment of Long Yuan Dan, the essence in his body is constantly being extracted and refined to refine the skin, and in just over half an hour, he has become a person who is not like a human and a ghost is not like a ghost.

"Dan, Dan, Dan!" Han Feng gasped and said with some anger.

"Crazy, you guy is going to die!" Murong Cang scolded and quickly took out a bottle of pills, and quickly poured out a yellow pill and fed it to him.

As soon as the pill entered Han Feng's mouth, it immediately turned into a strong warm current and rushed into his body, spreading all over his body in a blink of an eye, making his hunger suddenly decrease, and he recovered some vitality slightly, and said again: "Come again!"

"Your sister, my medicine is a rhubarb pill, one top three Long Yuan Dan, you have to pay for the spirit stone!" Murong Cang scolded while still feeding Han Feng the rhubarb pill.

Where can Han Feng manage so much, he opened his mouth and came, and ate ten of his rhubarb pills in a row, then stopped, slowly got up, sat cross-legged on the ground, and did not move.

Seeing this, Murong Cang didn't dare to disturb him, walked into the hall, and waited quietly.

Three quarters of an hour later, Han Feng's body shook suddenly, and the skin began to ooze fine black juice, which smelled so bad that Murong Cang almost vomited out, and hurriedly ran out of the door.

After another quarter of an hour, no new black juice flowed out of Han Feng's body, but the black juice that had covered his whole body before began to slowly solidify, gradually forming a layer of black stuff like a shell, covering even his face.

It didn't take long for this black shell to crack open, revealing Han Feng's new glowing skin, but it had a faint different red, like red-hot iron.

"Good guy, you really have become an iron body!" Murong Cang exclaimed.

The shell on Han Feng's body cracked more rapidly at this time, and began to fall continuously, and faint red light flashed out, but it was fleeting.

When all the shells on his face fell off, he opened his eyes, and a ray of essence swept by, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Han Feng's figure shook slightly, and the whole person stood up, and the speed was so fast that even Murong Cang was surprised.

"Brother Murong, thank you!" Han Feng walked up to Murong Cang and saluted with his fists sincerely.

"It's easy to say, three hundred silver-bottomed fireball talismans, not one is missing, hehe!" Murong Cang reverted to the appearance of a profiteer.

"You guy......" Han Feng was really speechless at him, but he still promised: "I only have thirty tickets now, I will pay you 10% first, and then I will fill in this account later, how about it?"

"No problem, happy cooperation, haha!" Murong Cang was in a good mood and put away a box of talismans handed over by Han Feng.

"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, if you have something to come to the Refining Hall to look for me, if you can't find me, just wait for me outside my house!" Murong Cang said this, turned around and left.

Han Feng smiled lightly, and didn't mind, after cleaning up the dirt in the hall, he also turned around and closed the door, returned to the talisman room, and began to draw a large number of talismans.

Spread the paper, lift the pen, dip the ink, drop the pen, draw the symbols, and finish.

In one go, sparkling talismans appeared in the wooden box next to him.

After a day, Han Feng found that his speed was much faster, and he was able to complete the drawing of twenty-one talismans before his soul power was exhausted, and he looked inside and found that his original soul sea area had expanded again, but he had encountered an invisible barrier and could no longer expand, which was obviously the bottleneck of coming to the initial stage of the realm.

Then he also looked inside his dantian and found that the three orifices began to glow with a faint luster, although they had not yet been opened, but they had begun to change, at least it showed that the cultivation of the spirit refining vajra technique was effective.

"There's still a long way to go!" Han Feng muttered to himself.

There are only a few days left before the Spirit Rune Hall Dabi, even if Han Feng can draw a large number of runes now, he is inevitably a little nervous, so he continues to practice the skill of drawing runes in the past few days, and strives not to make any mistakes, otherwise once there is a mistake, the remnant runes will automatically come out and release a trace of white light to correct it, if this scene appears in public, then his secret will be completely exposed, and all the elders and seniors will search his soul and be at the mercy of others.

This is the last thing he can tolerate!

But the more he thought about it, the more mistakes he made, and in five days, there were more than ten small mistakes in a row, so that the remnants were corrected one by one, leaving him speechless.

On the last day, he simply stopped drawing talismans, but let his mind go and let himself immerse himself in the wonderful space of meditation.

Early the next morning, Han Feng played a set of Qi Condensing Bagua Palms, and after breakfast, he rushed directly to Zhuzilou, where he had to gather, and then follow the elders to the land of apprenticeship Dabi - Wanlu Kiln.

The Wanlu kiln is the place where the apprentices of the Spirit Rune Hall over the years have been compared, not in the northern area of the Spirit Rune Palace, but in the inner gate Spirit Rune Hall, in the central area of the three-leaf gate.

When Han Feng came to the front of Zhuzilou, it was already crowded with people, but fortunately, the avenue in front of Zhuzilou was extremely wide, and under the management of the elders and some outer disciples, everyone was lined up in more than ten lines in an orderly manner.