Chapter 575: Xuan Soul Sword
Han Feng was chaotic and couldn't see clearly, he only felt that he was also breathing and sinking with these continents, not knowing how time passed.
In the blink of an eye, three months have passed.
Han Feng woke up from his sleep with difficulty, took a long breath, and carefully examined his soul body, but found no problem, but his soul body became larger again, which made him a little relieved.
He picked up the talisman and continued to study it attentively, his wrists were linked, and he drew the nine-rank talisman in the air.
With soul power as the pen and spiritual energy as ink, the rune path appeared in the void in front of Han Feng little by little, and the rune light flickered, shining in all directions, and this mysterious little world was rippling in the flow of light.
It didn't take long for a snapping sound, and the half-finished nine-rank talisman in front of him was shattered again, and the halo was covered and eliminated by the mysterious power here.
Han Feng had already taken it for granted, took a break, carefully reviewed it, checked and filled in the gaps, and after a while, he began to draw another nine-grade talisman.
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
A burst of strange noises spread, and none of the nine-grade runes drawn by Han Feng in the air with his bare hands were successful, but after hundreds of thousands of exercises, he gradually advanced the rune path to the point of four-fifths.
It's just that at this moment, he was blocked by mountains and torrents, and he couldn't break through at all, as if he was trapped in a labyrinth-like area, and he couldn't break out of the encirclement no matter how he walked.
He spent a lot of energy, but in the end he didn't succeed, so he had to give up for the time being, and instead continued to study the Soul Codex, trying to find ideas and clues from it.
It's a pity that this classic is only a fragment, and the information it can provide is limited, and his soul power cultivation has not reached the crystallization realm after all, and he really can't crack it with brute force.
He thought for a while, put away the soul rune, took out the parchment scroll, and studied it carefully.
The content of the parchment scroll is actually all-encompassing, not only containing the five elements of magic, but also a secret technique of the Xuan Soul Needle, which can condense the soul power into a long needle-like existence, can break the sea of monks' souls, and it also has a great restraint effect on the formation.
He had practiced for a while before, but he had never been able to master it in the outside world, and now that he came to this mysterious little world, he might be able to succeed immediately.
Han Feng has always been a vigorous and resolute person, and he immediately studied it seriously, and soon completely sank into it, unaware of the passage of time.
I don't know how long it took, Han Feng suddenly raised his head, his soul body glowed, and with a wave of his hand, the soul light flew out, instantly turning into thousands of needle-like objects, whistling again and again, and the dazzling light flickered.
These soul needles were extremely fast, and they went hundreds of zhang away in the blink of an eye, but they only lasted for a distance of about a thousand zhang before they exhausted, and suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
Han Feng frowned and sighed softly, but he was not discouraged and continued to bury his head in research.
Time flies, and more than a month has passed before I know it.
Han Feng's progress is obvious, the speed of the Xuan Soul Needle is getting faster and faster, and the flight distance is getting farther and farther, and it can take people's lives from a distance of three thousand zhang. Of course, for a powerful monk, this attack power of his Soul Needle was slightly insufficient.
"Where there is progress, there is hope!"
Han Feng secretly cheered himself up and encouraged him in his heart.
He silently persevered, constantly tempering his secret method, and let the Xuan Soul Needle he condensed become more and more small and sharp, shining brightly, as if it was indestructible and could break all things!
When another three months had passed, the Xuan Soul Needle that Han Feng had unleashed was as thin as a cow's hair, and even the light converged, like a weightless thing flying through the void, until it flew to the edge of the continent and shot above the outer chaos barrier, bringing ripples in circles, full of colors, and making a slight tinkling sound.
Han Feng's eyes lit up slightly, he didn't expect these soul needles to become so sharp at this moment, they could fly thousands of miles away, and they were still undiminished, and even the chaos barrier could make waves.
Sure enough, hard work pays off, and there will always be something to gain if you stick to it!
Han Feng was satisfied, but he didn't stop there, but continued to dig deep and keep improving.
He was so fascinated by this state of inquiry that he was completely unaware of the changes in his own soul.
With the long-term practice of the Xuan Soul Needle, his soul body not only did not shrink due to the massive consumption of soul power, but grew in a circle, and wisps of mysterious gas escaped from the sky on its own, merging into his soul body like a spring breeze and drizzle, making him stronger in his cultivation.
Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Han Feng's soul body was glowing, and the sky was full of the Xuan Soul Needles that he had condensed, speeding around, roaring sharply, bringing up a series of crystal lights, which was breathtaking.
He was already able to manipulate these Soul Needles at will, allowing them to gallop freely in this world, sometimes converging, sometimes scattering, but they were all connected to each other, and a single breath could span thousands of zhang distance, and after striking the Chaos Barrier, inspiring ripples, he could also withdraw and attack other places again.
Han Feng's eyes lit up, and the magic trick in his hand suddenly changed, and nearly a thousand Xuan Soul Needles suddenly condensed together, turning into a sharp sword that was about a foot long, like ice crystals, the crystal light shone, and a sword stabbed out, instantly going to a thousand feet away, stabbing at the chaos barrier, and hitting it more than three feet deep, refracting an incomparably brilliant colorful light.
As soon as Han Feng grasped the magic trick in his hand, this ice crystal-like Xuan Soul Sword swirled, conjuring up thousands of sword shadows, which swept out in an instant, hitting another chaotic barrier like a sword mountain, causing its surface to burst out with a loud rumbling sound, and colorful light filled all directions.
His ice-crystal-like sword is actually still a Xuan Soul Needle, but its form has changed, but through such a combination of transformations, the power is many times greater.
This is the result of Han Feng's more than a year of research, turning needles into swords, and it will be regarded as one of his killer features in the future.
It's a pity that he hasn't learned a special sword technique, and he can only simply control the change, otherwise the power of the two will go further if they are combined.
"By the way, there may be this kind of exercise cheats in the storage ring of the Liu Bing before, and after leaving this mysterious little world, you can find it to practice!" Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered this matter.
The soul light flashed at Han Feng's eyebrows, and the ice crystal-like sword reversed and returned, and the crystal light quickly spread, turning into thousands of Xuan Soul Needles again, submerging into his soul body and disappearing without a trace.
He knew that he would not be able to continue to improve this secret method in a short period of time, so he stopped studying it for the time being.
In this mysterious little world, every inch of time is extremely precious, Han Feng naturally will not waste half of his time, after he rested for a while, he took out the soul rune again and continued to study, it can be said that he forgot to sleep and eat.