When Han Ming walked out of Hua Lao's cave mansion, he immediately felt that the bright sunlight outside was a little dazzling, and only then did he recall that he should have been in a coma for a short time.

"Sister Nan'er, how long did this medicinal bath last? I have been in a coma, I don't know the time, and didn't you go in with me before, why did you go inside again. ”

"Young Master, it's been ten days since you started your retreat, and today Elder Hua asked me to come in and serve you in the medicinal bath" Nan'er walked around behind Han Ming and straightened up his damp and messy hair.

Two years have passed, Nan'er has become more and more beautiful, she is tall, her legs are round and straight, and her face is even more delicate and abnormal, not like a maid at all, but like a young lady of any family.

"It turns out that I have been in a coma for ten days, no wonder my whole body is sore now, Sister Nan'er, let's go back quickly, I want to go back to meditate and practice, to get rid of the soreness in my body." After Han Ming greeted Nan'er, he walked away.

After a while, Han Ming was sitting on the bed in his room, and only then did he have time to think carefully about what had happened when he broke through the fourth layer of the nameless speech.

Just as he broke through, there was a chill from the shadow of the golden lock on his chest, and then a voice came to his mind.

"Since you can cultivate mana, and you have practiced mana to the level of entry, then you can use some basic spells, and it will not be in vain for you and me to meet, but the road to cultivating immortals is dangerous, you have to do it yourself. This voice was low and indifferent, and it was clearly exactly the same as the voice of the person Han Ming met when he worshipped his ancestors in the ancestral house.

It took half an hour for Han Ming to open his eyes, and at this time there was both shock and ecstasy in his eyes.

"Light Body Technique, Fire Bomb Technique, Soul Binding Technique, Qi Hope Technique. Han Ming had more memories of these four techniques in his mind.

These four techniques completely surpass Han Ming's understanding of kung fu, no kung fu can rise into the air, create fire out of thin air, or collect ghosts and beasts, these five techniques are completely immortal Taoism!

Han Ming tried his best to calm down, but he still couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and finally Han Ming had to circle around the bed in an attempt to calm down quickly.

Han Ming felt a dizziness in his mind as he spun around, and before he could react, he fell directly to the ground, but after a while, he got up, but at this time, his pupils turned completely green.

The excitement in Han Ming's eyes that could not be concealed also disappeared, and all that was left was indifference, which was extremely similar to Hua Lao.

Han Ming's eyes were full of coldness, and his expression also became unusually cold, like a piece of Xuan Ice that had been deposited for thousands of years.

"The light body technique, after successful cultivation, can take off in the air in a short time, and make people's bodies as agile as swallows, coming and going without a trace. ”

"The fire bomb technique, which produces an egg-sized fireball out of thin air, is extremely destructive, and can melt gold and break stones, which is one of the basic spells. ”

"The Hope Qi technique can see through the delusion. ”

"Binding the spirit technique, used to bind the souls of spirit beasts and ghosts, and is easy to use. ”

According to the introduction, these four spells are basic introductory spells, and the mana required does not have to be too deep, with Han Ming's current nameless spell of the fourth layer of mana, it can barely be used,

Han Ming weighed the pros and cons of these four spells in his heart, wanting to find out the spell that would be most useful to him and cultivate first, so that his strength could be improved to the greatest extent.

The beam spirit technique is the most difficult of the four spells to practice, and it is also the most profound, Han Ming decisively ranked this magic behind, after all, Han Ming didn't know where to find some ghost spirit beasts to ambush, and whether he could beat that ghost spirit beast was still a matter of two words, don't send a meal to someone for nothing.

Let's forget about the fire bomb technique, how much damage can a small fireball the size of an egg have, it is said that it is a molten gold and broken stone, so who said it well, don't wait for the cultivation to be blown out by a gust of wind, and the fire bomb technique consumes a lot of mana, with Han Ming's current nameless magic cultivation level, he will use the fire bomb technique a few times at most, and the mana will be bottomed out.

The Qi Hope Technique saw through the vain and said that it was too mysterious, and he didn't know what the specific effect was, so Han Ming put it aside for the time being.

It's better to light the body technique, after all, you can still run when you can't beat it, and your life is more important than anything else, and Han Ming has been envious of that kind of eaves and wall walking for a long time, and has always regretted that there is no good light technique, this light body technique will not be worse than some light skills.

Han Ming didn't think much about it and started to study the light body technique, and the remaining three spells would be cultivated when he had time, and this matter was still in a hurry.

Nan'er sat boredly on a swing under the bamboo building, swinging back and forth, but her eyes never left a room on the bamboo floor.

Nan'er was very depressed, and she didn't know what her young master was cultivating in the room all day long, couldn't he get tired of cultivating all day long? As the young master in Zhu Chiyuan, he had been carefree all his life, so why did he have to work so hard all day long.

"What does the young master want?" Nan'er pouted, her eyes full of confusion.

Nan'er, the maid, was embarrassed to herself, she almost didn't do anything for Han Ming, and she was almost idle all day long, just like now, she could only sit on this swing in a daze.

Thinking of this swing, Nan'er was happy in her heart, it turned out that there could be no swing in front of the bamboo building, but one day Han Ming built a few with Zhu Yiwen on a whim, and Han Ming also helped Nan'er build one by the way, which made Nan'er feel sweet all the time.

Since then, Nan'er has been a treasure for those swings, and when it rains, she will find some clothes to cover, and when it is windy, she will find some wooden planks to block it, for fear of some losses.

Nan'er gently touched the bamboo chair made of bamboo strips, and looked at the bamboo tower again, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Squeak. ”

The door was opened, and Han Ming walked out of the door, his expression calm and natural, and his eyes were black and white.

Han Ming glanced down from the bamboo tower, and jumped down from the bamboo tower without thinking about it.

Nan'er knew that Han Ming was coming out when she opened the door, but when she got up from the swing, she found that Han Ming jumped directly off the bamboo building, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

Han Ming jumped down from the bamboo tower and fell straight down, and when he saw that he was about to fall on all fours in the sky, his right leg kicked the bamboo ladder on the side, and he shot out horizontally like an arrow off the string.

When Han Ming was about to hit the ground, he rolled on the spot with a lazy donkey, easily unloaded the force of the downward rush, and then slowly stood up and dusted off his body.

"Young master, why did you jump down, you scared me to death. Nan'er dared to hurriedly step forward and ask, for fear that Han Ming would fall somewhere.

"Sister Nan'er is fine, don't worry about me, if this building can be injured by falling, then haven't I practiced in vain in the past two years, Sister Nan'er, I'll go to practice in the bamboo forest, you can play here." Han Ming turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest, his thoughtful appearance as if he was thinking about something.

"You play here, hmph, what am I playing here, even if you tell me something, I won't be so bored. Nan'er pouted, and turned around to sit on the swing a little sullenly.

Han Ming naturally didn't know what Nan'er was thinking, he was still thinking about the use of the light body technique, just now he jumped down from the bamboo tower to try the light body technique, but this light body technique didn't work at all, if he hadn't come to a donkey to roll in the end, he would have to fall and have some internal injuries.

After a while, Han Ming arrived at the bamboo forest, the fallen leaves in the depths of the bamboo forest were very thick, and the thick bamboo at the mouth of the bowl grew densely, which was really a good place to practice the body.

It's just that there are some potholes here from time to time, and if you accidentally step on it, you will fall and eat, and Han Ming will naturally fall dozens or hundreds of times when practicing his body here, so there are screams like killing pigs in the bamboo forest from time to time.

These two years of diligent practice have given Han Ming a strong foundation in martial arts, although he has fallen many times, but he has not fallen too hard, and he can only be regarded as some skin injuries, without any injuries to his muscles and bones.

Han Ming didn't dare to waste too much time, after all, his qualifications were there, and it took a year or two for him to make a low-level entry, which was really a bit slow.

In the past, Hua Lao also helped him prepare a medicinal bath in order to relieve Cecilia Cilia's blood poison, which could promote the cultivation of the nameless method, but now that Cecilia Cilia's blood poison has been resolved, Hua Lao may not prepare a medicinal bath for him anymore, and his future cultivation will depend on himself. In addition, Han Ming felt that the medicinal bath had less and less effect on him, not only because the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials were not enough, but also because his body had developed resistance.

According to the current speed of cultivation, without a year or two of slow accumulation, Han Ming felt that he no longer wanted to enter the fifth layer of qi training, and he also faintly felt that the further this exercise went, the more difficult it would be to break through, and it would be good to break through to the fifth layer within two years.

Han Ming cultivated in the bamboo forest until the evening before slowly walking back, at this time, his body was bruised and purple, and there was no good place, as if he had been beaten by someone.

Under the sunset, Nan'er was wearing a purple Luo skirt, a small short shirt on the outside, and her long soft black hair was draped behind her back.

"Young master, how did you get like this, who did you fight with. When Nan'er saw that Han Ming was embarrassed, she immediately greeted him, stretched out a pair of Hao wrists to hug Han Ming, for fear that Han Ming would fall to the ground carelessly.

Han Ming looked over his body, and he didn't wonder who Nan'er thought he was fighting with, now he was dirty, and his nose and eyes were swollen.

"No, I fell during the practice, it's not a big deal, the skin is traumatic, just rub some medicine and wine, it's not a big deal, don't worry. Han Ming smiled at Nan'er.

"Then I'll help the young master rub the medicine bar, and the young master will definitely not be able to wipe it behind his back. Nan'er smiled and immediately compared the blooming flowers next to her.

Han Ming didn't care, he really couldn't reach it behind his back, now he didn't care about whether men and women were intimate or not, now he was only thirteen years old, Nan'er was only sixteen or seventeen, and he hadn't reached the age to talk about this, and Nan'er had been with him when he was in the medicinal bath, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he had seen his whole body.

Nan'er's hands were very soft and slippery, soft to the touch on her back, which really made Han Ming enjoy it.

Han Ming couldn't help but think of an unwritten rule in Zhu Chiyuan, most of the young master's personal maids will become the young master's bed warmers, after all, taking care of the young masters since childhood, there will still be some feelings, which is also the reason why Han Ming was reluctant to approach Nan'er at the beginning, since he knew that he would eventually part, then don't provoke it, but who would have thought that it would become like this.

Han Ming sighed silently in his heart, secretly thinking about how to place Nan'er in the future.

At this moment, a trace of greenery flashed in Han Ming's half-squinted eyes, and the green in his eyes shrank one by one for five or six breaths before gradually disappearing, and Han Ming sat quietly on the bamboo chair without feeling it at all.