Chapter 435: Han Python Neidan (Page 1/1)

At dawn, a touch of fish belly rose in the east, announcing that a new day had begun.

Chang Le's consciousness gradually became clearer, his eyelids were as heavy as mountains, and he felt very uncomfortable with his dizziness, and he wanted to get up from the ground, but he couldn't try any strength on his body.

"I'm not dead?!" Chang Le knew that he was weak and weak now, and it would definitely take a long time to recover.

As a last resort, Changle fell asleep, regardless of whether there was still danger around him, and recovering his strength was the most important thing.

On this day, he was finished sleeping by Chang Le.

The moon in the sky was like water, and the silver glow was shining, as if all the scenery was rendered silver, so cold and arrogant.

After a whole day of rest, he finally regained some strength, Chang Le first looked around and confirmed that there was no danger, and then slowly got up.

There was chaos all around, so that Chang Le couldn't help but look in the direction of the Hantan python when he fought with the Hantan python here, but he didn't see any traces, and couldn't help but be puzzled: "What about the Hantan python? Why is it gone?"

"Could it be that it was seriously injured and escaped?" Chang Le was stunned for a moment, but then felt that this reason was not valid.

According to the scene of his battle with the Hantan Python, it definitely hates itself to the core, even if it is seriously injured, it will definitely not let itself go before leaving here!

How will I be safe?

"Could it be that other warriors have come here and dragged the body of the Hantan Python away?" Chang Le felt that this possibility was relatively high, but the martial artist who came took away the body of the dead Hantan Python, why didn't he kill himself?

Could it be that the warrior who came was merciful, and when he saw that he was dying and his days were short, he kindly let himself go?

After checking it, his storage bag was still there, and after a closer look, there was no trace of other martial artists coming, that is, no other martial artists came at all.

Also, Chang Le found it again, and he didn't see the traces left by the Hantan python leaving, and the Hantan python won't fly for a long time, how could it be gone?

This thing is full of weirdness, no, it's weird.

As soon as he ran the exercises, Chang Le noticed that there were two more fierce warm currents in his body, with an indomitable momentum like a sword, and the surging breath was wandering in the dantian, refining his body all the time.

The surrounding muscles and meridians also felt this fierce momentum, and they were also tempered, and their bodies were crispy and numb, as if thousands of ants were restless in their bodies, but they did not cause any irreparable damage to Chang Le.

As soon as the interior looked at the dantian, Chang Le saw a sword-shaped black shadow, lurking there quietly, without any intention of hurting Chang Le.

Looking at other places, there were small and fragmented voices that came from the bones, blood, meridians, and flesh, and Chang Le was shocked for a while: "No, my body is occupied by this sword-shaped black shadow?"

"What is this?" For his own safety, Chang Le was about to expel this sword-shaped black shadow from his body, and he had just run the exercises, using that insignificant true qi to wrap it up, and was about to pull it outside.

Who knows, the sword-shaped black shadow is as if it doesn't exist, as if it has a virtual appearance, and the true qi guided by Chang Le directly passed through the sword-shaped black shadow, and it couldn't be pulled at all.

"What's going on??" Chang Le was shocked, he didn't expect that this thing didn't look like an ordinary thing, but like a ghost, without soul power, and couldn't touch this sword-shaped black shadow.

I tried back and forth several times, but it was all in vain, Chang Le had to worry, this guy stayed in his body, and he didn't know what it was, what it did, would it hurt himself, if one day he suddenly became powerful, wouldn't he be killed by this thing?

For a while, Chang Le didn't know what to do, he was extremely depressed, lowered his head in frustration, and used that true qi as a tool to vent, and burst out from between his fingers.

Thundered!

The withered branches and leaves in the distance, which were already very dilapidated and unsightly, turned into a pile of ashes in a short period of time under this true qi, which made Chang Le's eyes widen in disbelief: "No, when did my sword qi become so powerful?"

"Could it be that I ate too much pills before, and my true qi was too surging, so I accidentally upgraded my sword qi and raised it to a higher level?"

As for those endless sword shadows, they were ignored by Chang Le, and they were regarded as a nightmare: who would be besieged by so many sword shadows inexplicably in reality, and they were still safe after the siege, which was obviously very abnormal, and this situation, maybe only if it was a dream, it could happen!

After a while, a strange look floated across Chang Le's face, how could he not have noticed that the accumulation of pills had such a domineering effect before?

"No! this is not sword qi!" stared at the ashes again, and always felt that the sword qi was not so powerful, and it was likely that it was a certain artistic conception above the sword qi.

In an instant, Chang Le was dumbfounded, thought of a possibility, and muttered to himself: "Could it be sword intent?"

After shaking his head, Chang Le frowned, feeling that although the ashes were full of incomparably powerful momentum, there was no artistic conception of the existence of sword intent, and this kind of momentum existed between sword intent and sword qi.

Unable to find accurate information, Chang Le had to recall the memories recorded by his predecessor, which made the truth come out, spit out a breath of turbidity, and became excited: "It turned out to be sword strength!"

Although it is only sword energy, not sword intent, but sword energy is the prototype of the formation of sword intent, and if you can comprehend sword strength, you will have the possibility of comprehending sword intent, which makes Chang Le not excited!

Being able to master the sword strength, within the sect, Wuyi is not a genius among geniuses, Chang Le didn't expect that this time he would make such rapid progress in this battle with the Hantan Giant Python, and even he was frightened by his own progress, I have to say, it was really an unexpected joy.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Chang Le prepared to leave here, after all, this is where the demon beasts live, and it will definitely not be safe after a long time, so it is better to transfer quickly is the first thing.

Crunch!

"Huh?" Suddenly, Chang Le's footsteps stepped on something as hard as iron, and when he lifted his footsteps, he saw that a blood-colored round sphere, only the size of a dragon's eye, emitted a faint blood light.

"It's ...... Hantan Python's Inner Dan?!" Chang Le was surprised and delighted, and said secretly in his heart: Hasn't the Hantan Python already left, why is its Inner Dan here, is it dead?

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