Han Feng felt the novelty, and tried to continue compressing, but to no avail, obviously the thick earth seal reached such a point that it was the limit of its moment, and if he wanted to continue to break through, I am afraid that he would have to be promoted to a stronger state.

Han Feng left this thick soil seal, and then began to study the Miao watermark, starting from scratch, it naturally took a lot of time, and it took more than half a year before he successfully condensed it to the size of a foot, and then concocted it in the same way, and continued to practice hard, when he was able to throw out a large handful of this Miao watermark at will, it was more than a month later.

It is also thanks to the fact that he is a colorful soul body, most of the attribute spells can be practiced, and he has been promoted to the micro realm, and he is also in such a strange environment, otherwise if he is another person, even if he is talented, it will be difficult to reach such a level in such a short period of time.

Since there was no comparison, Han Feng actually didn't know how powerful he was, he barely rested, so he continued to study with his head down, and then sacrificed a Miao watermark, suspended above his head, and began to compress it seriously, failing again and again, trying again and again, without being discouraged at all.

He knew that such an opportunity was extremely rare, and he didn't know how long it would take to get how many opportunities to come to this world again, and if he wanted to come, at least after the branch lines of the remnants of the talisman were repaired to twenty or thirty.

The repair of each branch of the remnant talisman consumes a huge amount of resources, and he has the opportunity to enter the unique secret realm twice, otherwise he will practice in the three-leaf gate in a regular manner, and he doesn't know that he can successfully repair one branch in the year of the ox, let alone repair nine completely.

After all, his alchemy vajra technique is also an exercise that is in dire need of resources, and just letting it make a difference would make people's scalps tingle, otherwise there would be so many monks in the Sanye Sect who would not have cultivated it to the Fuhu Realm.

Han Feng forgot to sleep and eat, and devoted himself to the compression of Miao's watermark.

Because it was a new spell, he used it too few times, unlike the Black Fire Seal, and it took him half a month to further compress it to eight inches, and the water shone brightly, permeating all directions.

Han Feng's eyes were red, he didn't stop, and continued to cultivate, compressing Miao's watermark to a seven-inch size point by minute.

More than a month later, after many failures, he finally compressed it to six inches.

In the last inch, he encountered great difficulties, and every point consumed his great soul power, even if he was a strong man in the subtle realm, he couldn't bear it.

He gritted his teeth and insisted, not wanting to fall short, and spent three days and three nights finally compressing it to a size of five inches, and turned into an ellipsoid, like water vapor, enveloping the whole world.

Han Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes became dim, and he lay down with his head back.

It took a long time for him to recover his strength, and the soul power in the soul sea was self-generated, and he returned to a perfect state.

It was in such a special environment that he could work so hard, and there was a strange aura here that allowed him to recover quickly, otherwise he would have to die of exhaustion.

Han Feng didn't want to waste such an opportunity, so he took a short break and then buried himself in studying the Xin Jinyin again.

This sigil was even more difficult, as he had just started practicing it and found that it would cut off his soul power, causing him a little pain.

He tried many times, only then did he gradually figure out the routine, using the soul power as the guide, framing the metallic aura as the seal, giving him the feeling that it was like a talisman, but the rune ink became a metallic aura, and the rune pen became his soul power, swaying to his heart's content, and it didn't take long to form a seal, shining and shining, and every wisp seemed to be able to cut gold and jade.

Han Feng was overjoyed, he didn't expect to unexpectedly comprehend such a method, as long as he mastered it carefully, he might be able to perform various spells out of thin air.

Perhaps, this is the true meaning of this parchment scroll, but before he just painted the gourd in the same way, although he successfully condensed the first three Dharma seals, he did not understand the mystery.

After he had such a method, he had his own experience in drawing talismans, and the efficiency was immediately much higher, and after half a month, he successfully condensed the Xinjin seal to the size of a ruler.

His technique is becoming more and more mature, in this environment, his mind bursts out of whimsy from time to time, constantly improving and optimizing his way of condensing, when less than two months have passed, he has been able to sacrifice the Xin Jin Seal at will, as if he is perfect.

However, this method also has drawbacks, that is, his soul power consumption will be much larger, and every inch of compression will consume twice as much soul power as before, which is a big challenge to his soul power output.

That is, his soul body is special, and he has adapted to it, and he has not become a shortcoming because of this.

After more than half a month, Han Feng successfully condensed the Xin Jin Seal into an ellipsoid, which was radiant, and from time to time conjured the light of various swords, guns and halberds, which was extremely peculiar.

This time of condensation, he gained a lot, but he also consumed too much, and he almost fainted.

He lay on the multicolored ground and rested for several days before his soul recovered.

After sitting up, he was not in a hurry to continue studying the Tianmu Seal, but instead went to review the previous three techniques, and condensed them with the methods he had comprehended, and sure enough, he could succeed, or even better.

Han Feng was secretly proud, took down the seal in his hand, took out the parchment scroll, and once again immersed himself in hard reading, carefully studying the Tianmu seal, his face showed joy from time to time, and it seemed to be very happy.

Of course, cultivating to a certain level can indeed make people happy, but it is rare for a monk to be as committed as Han Feng.

He still used the same method of drawing talismans, using soul power as a pen and aura as ink, to condense this Tianmu seal to his heart's content.

Three months later, he successfully condensed the Tianmu seal into an ellipsoid, and the turquoise light spread all around, soft with a bit of tenacity, full of vitality, filling the heavens and the earth.

After Han Feng condensed all the seals of the five elements, he no longer continued to practice the rest of the seals in the parchment scroll, after all, like those wind attribute and thunder attribute seals, the parchment scroll clearly wrote: "Soul cultivation that is not subtle and perfect cannot be practiced!"

No matter how confident Han Feng is, he doesn't dare to act rashly, he cultivates one by one, stresses gradual and gradual progress, one by one, he naturally will not violate such a simple truth.

After breathing for a while, he began to review the seal of the five elements, the purpose of which was to enable himself to instantly condense the form of the seal of the five elements ellipsoid, which was the state of supreme strength, and if it could be instantaneous, it would be extremely strong. Although their true power has not yet been verified, from his point of view, they can definitely seriously injure any powerhouse in the early stage of the Realm Return.