Gegra thought that Han Fen would be depressed for a while after knowing the truth, but this apprentice's reaction was somewhat beyond his conjecture.

Instead, he began to wonder about Han Fan's inner thoughts.

"How do you feel about this?"

"I don't have any special feelings, but if I have to say it, I'm very happy. Han Fan shrugged.

"Rejoice?" Gergra wondered.

"Yes, at least I have the right to know the truth. Han Fan suddenly smiled very happily, like a ray of sunshine in early spring.

Gegra was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Come to the underworld as soon as possible." ”

Han Fan watched as Gegra's phantom gradually dissipated, sorted out his mood, and continued to comprehend the eighth sense.

However, before that, he first guided the energy of divine consciousness refining to be stored in the Mud Pill Palace according to the method given to him by Gegla, and this process was almost not difficult except for the fact that it took a little time, just like a daily cultivation.

When the spiritual energy of the Mud Pill Palace was full, he began to cultivate the eighth induction.

The eighth sense is actually to help the monk establish a new sense of understanding with the heavens and the earth.

Normally, there are five common senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.

But in addition to these five senses, there is also the sixth, seventh, and eighth senses.

The sixth sense, also known as extrasensory perception, is the ability to receive information through channels other than the normal senses, and can predict what is to come.

And the seventh sense is the sense of time, which, as the name suggests, is used to sense time. It's like when people are happy, they feel that time flies, and that's where the seventh sense comes in.

The eighth sense, which is the sense of space, is used to sense the location of space.

The cultivation of the eighth sense is actually to strengthen this sense, so that the monk and the space can establish a stronger, more obvious, and more detailed perception, and not only that, but the monk can also control the eighth sense independently, reaching the realm of free retraction.

Although the usual cultivation will also enhance these eight senses, with the improvement of the realm, the main improvement is the first five senses, and the improvement of the last three senses is negligible, and the corresponding magic powers are needed to enhance it.

Take Han Fan's sixth sense as an example, he has experienced many life and death moments on the battlefield, so his sixth sense has been significantly improved, and whenever there is a threat of life and death, the sixth sense will warn.

At present, I have not heard of a magic power that specializes in cultivating the sixth sense, and the cultivation of those divination techniques can enhance the sixth sense, but that is only incidental, and it cannot be taught according to aptitude.

Whether it is the sixth sense or the seventh sense, the improvement of strength is the first to bear the brunt, even if you can predict that a monk will come to kill you, and predict the whole process, if there is no corresponding strength to fight, it will be in vain.

Han Fan immediately put his mentality right, the cultivation of the last three senses is very important, but the first thing is to improve his strength.

Continuing to cultivate the eighth sense, Han Fan found that his talent for space was really unsatisfactory, and the cultivation of the eighth sense first had to sense the existence of the "point" of the spatial position.

Two hours passed, and Han Fan had no clue at all, and his mind was full of messy things.

The body is still trying to sit cross-legged, trying to sense the spatial location, and the brain is full of mysteries, the underworld, the demon domain, and the cloud and smoke domain.

Repeatedly chanting the secret of silence to settle down, when the mood was stable and everything was silent, Han Fan began to sense the so-called point in the spatial position again.

Another two hours passed...... Still nothing.

It was already early in the morning, and through the weeds growing indiscriminately at the entrance of the cave, I could see the night sky covered with stars.

Suddenly, Han Fan's heart moved, he frowned slightly, the early warning formation that had been arranged before was actually triggered at this time.

Quietly rushed to the vicinity, only to see Zhao Yan lying on a grass, covered in blood, with a weak breath, obviously seriously injured. He stared in one direction, and although his whole body was weak, he still refused to relax his body.

"When I found this kid, I said he wouldn't be able to run far. A monk's voice came, and three monks appeared. The three of them are all cultivators in the middle of the Four Realms, and against Zhao Yan in the early stage of the Four Realms, they will naturally be caught.

"Boy, our original intention was to rob you of your money, but it is precisely because of your resistance that now you have to lose not only your money, but also your life, what do you say?" said one of the monks in a low voice.

After all, this is the Huifeng Mountain Range, and they don't dare to be too presumptuous.

"That is, I used to hear people say that people die for money and birds die for food, which was ridiculous at the time, but now it seems that it is not unreasonable. Another monk answered.

"Hmph. Zhao Yan just snorted coldly and stared at them.

Han Fen was a little moved in his heart, he didn't expect Zhao Yan to be able to do this for him, empathy, if Han Fen encountered this situation, he should hand over all the money with a smile on his face, and by the way, remember all the characteristics of the three of them, and then take revenge when he has the opportunity in the future.

"Don't talk nonsense, the Huifeng Mountain Range at night is extremely dangerous, quickly deal with this kid, so as not to have too many dreams at night. The third monk urged.

The three of them stepped forward, ready to start.

"You've got a good saying. ”

The three of them were startled when they heard this voice, and the monk who said that the battle should be resolved quickly jumped out a few meters away and looked around vigilantly.

"Who?"

"No, you should ask me which sentence I am referring to. ”

When Zhao Yan heard this voice, his face was happy: "My lord, you are here." ”

Han Fan slowly walked out of the shadows, exuding a terrifying momentum on his body, and the three of them slowly retreated, not colliding with this momentum.

Han Fan came to Zhao Yan's side, and the three of them had already retreated to fifty meters away.

"What did you mean by that?" asked the monk who had jumped out of the way.

"You said earlier that people die for money, and birds die for food, and I think that's a good point. Han Fan finished saying this with a smile, and the mantra of the word "attack" condensed in his hand rushed directly to the monk who had just asked.

From the series of reactions just now, it can be seen that this monk should be the most difficult of the three to deal with.

It's just that what he encountered was that the three dantians were all opened, and the red-gold energy was enough to kill Han Fan of the early stage of the Five Realms in an instant.

The monk's body technique was incomparable to Han Fan's at all, and the defensive technique was like a marshmallow in the "attack" mantra, entering the body without hindrance.

Immediately afterwards, the internal organs were dissolved, and the seven orifices bled to death.

The other two monks were all dead when they saw this, they had not seen monks who had the strength to kill them in seconds, but such a strange attack method was unheard of.

The two didn't have the heart to resist at all, so they turned around and fled.

However, in front of Han Fan, their speed was really unimpressive.

After solving the two of them, Han Fan picked up Zhao Yan and left quickly.

Back in the cave, Han Fan took out the healing pill from the bag and fed it to him.

Zhao Yan broke a few bones, and he couldn't act in a short time, Han Fan was not in a hurry, anyway, until now, the eighth sense didn't have the slightest eyebrows.

Han Fan wondered if he should pass on the Demon Devouring to Xun Yan, the Demon Devouring can absorb flesh and blood to increase cultivation, and it can also heal his own injuries.

"How long will it take for your injuries to heal?"

"Soon, a week is enough. Zhao Yan hurriedly responded, his tone full of anxiety.

"It's okay, I'm just asking you, by the way, I have a magic path trick here, do you want to cultivate it?" Han Fan asked casually.

"If I can improve my cultivation, I will cultivate!" Zhao Yan said without hesitation.

"Yes. "Han Fan passed on the Demon Devourer to him.

The more Zhao Yan looked at it, the more frightened he became, whether it was the operation route or the efficacy of this exercise, compared to what he was cultivating now, it was heaven and earth.

"My lord, this ...... What level of magic is it?" Zhao Yan was a little frightened.

"Oh, it should be the Heavenly Steps. Han Fan replied casually and continued to study the eighth induction.

"Heavenly ...... Heavenly Steps...... "Zhao Yan was directly stupid.

He tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, not to disturb Han Fan, he originally thought that Han Fan would give him some evil crooked ways to enhance his strength, after all, he was a person from the underworld, but he never thought that throwing his hand was a heaven-level exercise.

Zhao Yan was moved in his heart, with this Demon Devour, even if his talent was limited, he could rely on this magic technique to cultivate to a realm that he had never dared to imagine before.

Early in the morning, Han Fan withdrew from his cultivation state, and Zhao Yan sensed Han Fan's movements, and hurriedly withdrew from contemplation.

This night, he watched the Demon Devour over and over again, and he knew all the details and attention of this method by heart, and when his injuries were slightly better, he would replace the method he was practicing now.

"Your Excellency, you're awake. Zhao Yan was respectful.

"You don't have to be so polite, you recover as soon as possible. Han Fan waved his hand.

"My lord, I thought about it for a while, why don't we sign a contract......" Zhao Yan took a few deep breaths and whispered.

"Huh?" Han Fan was surprised, he didn't expect Zhao Yan to take the initiative to conclude a contract, and after thinking about it, Han Fan understood Zhao Yan's thoughts.

Presumably, he directly received a heaven-level magic trick and felt that the future was promising, so he decided to follow himself with all his heart, and in order to reassure himself, he took the initiative to bring up the matter.

Han Fan had no objection to this, Zhao Yan went to Jin Cheng to purchase this time, including the materials required for the contract, and signed the contract as soon as possible, he was also relieved.

Han Fan took out the parchment, and Zhao Yan sacrificed a drop of blood, and as he continued to chant the magic in his mouth, the blood droplets kept changing shapes.

The parchment slowly floated in the air, Zhao Yan took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Human monk Zhao Yan, voluntarily take human monk Han Fan as the main one, and he must not betray, hurt, or calculate in this life. If there is a violation, the soul will be scattered. As the words fell, the blood fell on the parchment and turned into the word Zhao Yan, like a signature.

Han Fan reached out to catch the parchment, read it, and put it in the wine gourd.

"Welcome, then, fellow travelers. Han Fan stretched out his hand.

Zhao Yan looked at Han Fan puzzled, not knowing how to respond to him, so he could only nod his head vigorously.

Only then did Han Fan react, this is not the earth, where does the monk know how to shake hands.