The so-called Dao pattern contains the rules of heaven and earth, and it is already a great opportunity for the Spirit Sea Realm to condense one.

Very few cultivators in the Spirit Sea Realm can condense the 'Dao Pattern', and the cultivators in the lower realm lack the comprehension of this world and the rules of heaven and earth.

Close your eyes and continue to comprehend the "Law of All Souls", each time you have a different feeling, what you can see on the jade bone and record it in your mind.

"Everything has a spirit, and the Tao contains mysteries," Han Fan unconsciously read out this content in his mouth.

Suddenly, the jade bone vibrated in the spiritual sea, emitting dazzling ripples, from which many silky stripes emanated.

And the 'Yin Ghost Stone' that was put away also shook slightly, and Han Fan, who felt all this, hurriedly took out the Yin Ghost Stone, and the yin aura was swirling.

And the jade bone seemed to have a sense, gradually approaching the Yin Ghost Stone, emitting a milky white light, and these two divine objects were constantly blending in the air.

The two sacred objects of "Yin and Yang" seem to depict yin and yang gossip, one yang and one yin, and the two are blended, and what seems to be pregnant in them?

In the middle, there is a mysterious and wonderful silk gold pattern, which is full of a sense of sacredness, just like the feeling of this piece of heaven and earth, which contains the rules of heaven and earth.

Han Fan was unconsciously attracted, and slowly raised his hand, his fingers lightly touching the yin and yang center.

"Boom"

Suddenly, from the middle, many patterns were smelted and merged into Han Fan's spiritual sea!

Hovering over the Han Fan Linghai, blending together, brilliantly, like a newborn baby, if you count carefully, there are twenty-five paths.

"Dig a groove!" Han Fan couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth, what kind of immortal operation was this, when he was worried about how to condense one, he actually gave him twenty-five 'Dao Lines' at this time.

Han Fan trembled with excitement, and the jade bone and the Yin Ghost Stone seemed to have finished all this, fell silent, and slowly fell to the ground, as if he wanted to rest.

Twenty-five "Dao Patterns" were smelted together, waiting for Han Fan to polish them, and he stroked his excited little heart, trying to calm himself down.

"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, it's so easy to get these patterns. Han Fan was a little hesitant, and after being excited, he gradually calmed down.

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and decided to use these patterns to temper his own natal weapon.

After deciding, Han Fan began to temper, at the beginning, he tried to cast a long sword, and the result was a little unsatisfactory, but it roughly had the appearance of a long sword, and if he continued to temper it like this, he would succeed sooner or later.

"I don't believe it yet. ”

Han Fan re-smelted and tempered the failed golden long sword, and tried many methods during this period, but still did not succeed.

Unconsciously, a day passed, and Han Fan was immersed in it, but he was never able to do so, and finally ended in failure.

"Whew"

"If I continue like this, when will I be able to forge the perfect sword, maybe the sword is not for me. Han Fan pinched his chin, there was a treasure in this space, but he didn't know how to use it.

On the way to temper the long sword, it is not only necessary to concentrate and concentrate a lot, but as long as you slack off a little, it will end in failure.

In the end, Han Fan was really tired, rested for a while, returned to the village, finished eating, and continued to temper.

Above the spiritual sea, the golden Dao pattern shone brightly, although it was only the size of a thumb, but it was extraordinary to temper a long sword.

"Hey"

Han Fan was a little helpless, he seemed to be in a hurry, after all, his perception of the laws of heaven and earth had never caught up with half a star, and his previous perception of heaven and earth was still with the help of Zhong Kui.

Suddenly, the spiritual sea shook, and Han Fan's body shook violently, and his whole body seemed to be hit by thunder and lightning, making a deafening sound.

"What's going on?!" Han Fan's spiritual sea is full of disasters and tribulations every day, and any divine object can be entrenched.

After stabilizing his mind, Han Fan realized that it was the Ding that he had obtained before coming to this world, and the aura it emitted seemed to resonate with the Dao pattern.

And the pattern surrounds the body of the tripod, constantly rotating, as if touching a relative, as if it has met a relative, and seems to form the shape of a tower.

The moment Han Fan looked at this ding, he seemed to have some senses, and a moment of spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he quickly tempered the Dao pattern into the shape of a tower, failing again and again, tempering again and again.

Half a month later, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and Han Fan finally tempered a tower, but his face had a different charm.

If you look closely, the tower has three legs, and the top is like a 'pimple', and the layers are uneven.

And Han Fan was quite satisfied with the natal magic weapon he had condensed.

Above the Spiritual Sea, the fist-sized 'Three-legged Pimple Tower' golden divine light shone brightly, and it was not formed at all, but he was extremely satisfied now.

"Ahem, that's the initial one!" Han Fan touched his hair.

Han Fan was a little eager to try, and hurriedly walked out of the cave and walked towards the depths of the dense forest, wanting to try the natal magic weapon, although his current aura level was not enough for him to control the range of the Heavenly Weapon within three meters, beyond this range, he could not control it.

I found a place with a boulder, stood in front of me, and my heart suddenly moved.

The fist-sized "Three-legged Pimple Tower" quickly sank into the spiritual sea, and as Han Fan's mind moved, a slender golden light rushed out of his body, and the sound of a broken sound seemed to make the air burn a little.

"Boom!"

The golden light formed by the "three-legged pimple tower" rushed through, quickly piercing through the stone, and swept away several pillars of ancient trees behind it.

Han Fan looked at the fist-sized hole in front of him, and the ancient trees behind him pierced out of the hole one by one, the hole was very round, because the speed was too fast, these ancient trees did not collapse in the first place, and after a while, they collapsed violently.

Han Fan was shocked in his heart, the power of this natal magic weapon was far beyond his imagination, even if he used the strength of his whole body, he could not penetrate this stone several meters thick.

And around the hole that was pierced, there were bursts of cracks, and it seemed that it was about to crumble into slag in the next second.

The three-legged pimple tower flew out more than twenty meters away, Han Fan ran over, and the tower actually smashed a half-meter pit on the ground.

With the movement of his mind, the golden light flashed, and he flew back in an instant, re-entering the spiritual sea, hovering in the sky.

"The power is not to be underestimated. Han Fan was actually a little unsure, he didn't know how powerful his natal weapon was.

Now it seems that with this natal magic weapon, he is no longer afraid of anyone under the Heavenly Soul Realm.