With a wave of his hand, Han Feng suppressed this sea of fire, and calm returned to the arena.

He didn't rush to continue drawing, but stood up, glanced at Long Min, who was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and suddenly turned around and entered the forest behind, and soon disappeared.

Long Min opened her eyes with some curiosity, but she didn't stop her, because she saw through her soul power that Han Feng had only gone to the depths of the dense forest for hundreds of zhang, and she didn't leave.

Han Feng paced around this dense forest in a small area, as if he was distracting, but in fact he was thinking about the failure of drawing the eight-grade talisman, silently reviewing it repeatedly in the sea of souls, and time gradually passed like this, and two or three hours passed unconsciously.

When Long Min felt a little impatient, Han Feng walked back to the place slowly, sat down cross-legged again, unfolded a piece of rune paper again, dipped his pen in ink, and began to draw the third eight-rank rune.

This time, he drew slowly, pushing down minute by minute, with the feeling of chewing slowly.

After two pillars of incense, his eight-grade talisman went to the finishing stage, and when he saw that he was about to succeed, the end of the talisman suddenly burned, and there was a loud "poof" sound, and the range of fifty or sixty zhang was flooded by the sea of fire again, and it was extremely hot, and the ground felt like it was melted a layer.

Han Feng didn't make a sound this time, but stood up suddenly, clapping his hands continuously, scattering the flames rolling around him.

He didn't look discouraged, but faintly showed a sense of joy, as if he had figured out some key links.

As soon as Long Min saw his expression, she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, the last thing she wanted to see was his expression, but this time she still held out hope, feeling that Han Feng was unlikely to succeed, no matter what she said, the eight-grade talisman was an extremely difficult thing, which was a hurdle.

This is also what she has heard from some high-level talismans, most of the soul cultivators who have entered the realm of perfection in the subtle realm, even if they are full-time talismans, are rarely able to draw eight-grade talismans.

Therefore, she decided that Han Feng might not be able to succeed, especially after he experienced three failures, she was more confident.

Han Feng naturally didn't know what she was thinking, closed his eyes and regained his energy, unfolded a piece of rune paper again, and continued to draw the eight-grade rune.

This time, if he had divine help, he was very smooth, like flowing water, smooth sailing, half a pillar of incense came to the finishing stage, broke through several levels in a row, and finally ended perfectly, successfully drawing an eight-grade talisman.

In an instant, the runic light rose into the sky, spreading a range of dozens of zhang, many times stronger than the scorching sun.

"It's finally done, it's really a toss-up, and it failed three times!" Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said with some dissatisfaction.

When Long Min heard this, he almost didn't scold, the eight-grade rune was successfully drawn after three failures, what else do you want, this is no longer something that a genius can describe, it is simply like a demon!

Han Feng glanced at Long Min apologetically, and said embarrassedly: "Fairy, I'm really embarrassed, you have to wait for a while, I still have to consolidate the drawing method of the eight-grade rune, and I can start studying the rune array later, and then the above prohibition will be no problem!"

Long Min was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Han Feng to be so modest, but when she saw the smile in the corner of Han Feng's eyes, she couldn't help but snort coldly in her heart, secretly scolding this guy for definitely doing it on purpose, obviously angry with herself!

"It's too late to drag it out, I already have a way, you better wait until you go out and then study your talisman array!" Long Min rolled his eyes and suddenly spoke.

"Oh, the fairy has a way so soon, I don't know how?" Han Feng glanced at her in surprise.

"It's very simple, break it with force!" Long Min said lightly.

"Oh, could it be that the fairy hadn't used this method before, why did he only think of this now?" Han Feng smiled and looked at the other party.

"I have a secret treasure, the two of them join forces, and they will definitely be able to break this ban, you don't have to be verbose, hurry up and return the secret book to me, and we will work together later!" Long Min waved his hand and said angrily.

"Oh, I see. Han Feng nodded, took out the secret book, threw it to her casually, and said with a smile: "Fairy, don't worry, I won't leak all the contents in it!"

After Long Min took it, he couldn't help but secretly hate, this guy had obviously written down all the contents of this cheatbook, so he returned it to himself so happily.

"Fairy, where is your secret treasure?" Han Feng stretched out and asked casually.

"What's the hurry, you get back to your best condition first, don't drag me down later!" Long Min said coldly.

"Hehe, fairy's thighs, I don't dare to drag it, I'm afraid of being struck by lightning!" Han Feng took it out of context and deliberately laughed.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you can't find death!" Long Min glared at him, holding a grudge in his heart, this guy is talking nonsense, is it possible that my legs are very big?

However, as soon as she had this idea, she quickly stopped, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush, and she seemed to be a little shy.

"It's strange why I suddenly had such an idea!" Long Min was afraid for a while, and hurriedly adjusted his breath to calm down his excited emotions.

Han Feng's soul power shrouded all directions, observing it carefully, and he actually saw the blush on her face, and couldn't help laughing: "Fairy, aren't you feeling well? Why are you blushing, it's really beautiful!"

Long Min's face turned even redder, he snorted angrily, closed his eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and meditate and breathe, if you can't go out because of this, I will never die with you!"

Han Feng smiled lightly, didn't say anything more, closed his eyes and regained his energy.

It didn't take long, less than half an hour, Han Feng and Long Min both opened their eyes and stood up.

Long Min glanced at Han Feng, and with a wave of his hand, a simple pale cyan three-legged tripod appeared in front of Han Feng's eyes out of thin air, flickering with cyan light slightly, and his breath was not strong, but Han Feng could see at a glance that this thing was not simple, just because when his soul power swept past, it was actually bounced back, which was extremely strange.

"Good thing!" Han Feng couldn't help but praise.

"Let's start, I'll teach you a mantra, and you'll be able to pass on the power of the True Yuan into it, and with your qualifications, it won't take you a quarter of an hour to learn. Long Min said in a flat tone.

Han Feng hesitated a little, and immediately asked, "There won't be any problems with the formula, right?!"

"If you don't worry, you can check it and make sure it's not too late to learn it again!" Long Min said lightly.

"Okay, pass it to me!" Han Feng nodded.

Long Min didn't say anything more, and then used his soul power as a guide to transmit the voice to Han Feng, passing him a complicated mantra, and it took twenty or thirty breaths of work to complete the teaching.