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Although he finally got his wish and refined the two wisps of toxin, Han Xu was already exhausted at this moment, and even if he moved his fingers, he felt extremely difficult. Fortunately, there were not many toxins injected, otherwise, Han Xu really wouldn't have been able to survive.

After recovering some of his physical strength slightly, Han Xu immediately pinched the magic handprint of the Divine Technique and recovered.

Half a year has passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, Han Xu walked out of the spirit gathering room covered in dirt.

Cultivating and refining the Divine Technique, it has been a while since the Divine Technique, although the process of cultivation is very painful, but the harvest is very considerable, Han Xu's divine power is growing rapidly, when he first entered the battlefield ruins, Han Xu can only control more than ten spirit insects, after this period of hard training, it has been able to grow to twenty or thirty, according to Han Xu's own estimate, the current power of divine thoughts, is already comparable to the level of the twelfth layer of the First Yang Realm.

However, cultivating this alchemy technique was not only painful, but also the mental consumption was very terrifying, so Han Xu also had the Yun Divine Technique to help recover. At the same time, I have to say that this magic technique is also very mysterious. Every time Han Xu was tortured to the point of collapse, after this technique of warmth and nourishment, not only would his spirit recover quickly, but at the same time, the power of his divine thoughts would also be more condensed and more refined.

Walking to the waterhole in the valley, he took a comfortable bath, and after straightening his hair a little, he walked back to the spiritual gathering room and began to practice penance.

In the following days, Han Xu practiced alchemy in the morning, Yun Shen in the afternoon, and sat in the spirit gathering room in the evening to practice the Imperial Spirit Sutra. Although there are not too many pills in his hand, the effect of taking the eggs of the white neon ant is not much less than that of the Baicao Pill, which may be the reason for the large amount.

In this way, not only is the power of divine thoughts growing rapidly, but even its own realm is also increasing at a rapid rate.

Time passed day by day, a full year passed, and Han Xu successfully entered the twelfth layer of the Early Sun Realm, and the power of divine thought was already able to control nearly a hundred bloodthirsty lice.

However, there was still no good news coming from the Xuanhuang Imperial Spirit Tower. Gradually, Han Xu lost his patience and focused on cultivating bloodthirsty lice.

However, those dead insects Han Xu did not clear either. Anyway, there are quite a few insect chambers in it, and there is no need for special cleaning at all.

Under the fact that he didn't have a very good spirit worm at hand, Han Xu was ready to set the bloodthirsty lice as the first choice for the natal spirit worm, and the choice of the bloodthirsty lice was also well thought out, first of all, the power of divine thought consumed by driving this insect was less, and at the same time, the more the number, the more heaven and earth spiritual power was fed back to him, and the faster his cultivation speed would be. At the same time, the sonic wave attack of this insect is not weak, and it has wings that can fly, so it is the first choice for positioning.

White neon ant, the second choice of positioning, the advantage of this insect is that when driving, it consumes less divine power, and the number of drivers is one-fifth more than that of bloodthirsty lice, and at the same time, after the spirit worm reaches a certain number, it can also condense the terrifying power of thunder and lightning. However, the weakness of this insect is also obvious, that is, it does not like to fight, and it is not good at fighting. With these two points alone, it is worse than bloodthirsty lice.

The third option, the empty bamboo insect, the advantage of this insect is that once this insect is located as a natal spirit insect, it can borrow the hidden magic power of this insect, and at the same time, in terms of quantity, it is about the same as the white neon ant. The only pity is that the weakness of this insect is too obvious, and even if it grows into an adult, the body's defense is too poor. At the same time, although this insect has wings, its flight speed is slightly inferior to that of the white neon ant.

As for the silver-spotted poison-tailed scorpion, forget it, although it has the power of retreat, but the power of divine thought consumed is too great, and the power of divine thought consumed to drive one silver-spotted poison-tailed scorpion can drive hundreds of bloodthirsty lice at the same time, and the number is too small at the same time. After all, it is insect cultivation, and the number of spirit insects is the last word.

On this day, Han Xu sat on the spirit gathering platform, and the power of divine thoughts swept in the Xuanhuang Imperial Spirit Pagoda.

After several days of practice, Han Xu had already practiced the Dharma Determination Handprint of the Lord Natal Spirit Worm very proficiently. As long as the physical state is at its peak, you can start to let the spirit worm recognize the master.

The recognition of the natal spirit worm is different from the recognition of the owner of the ordinary spirit worm, the recognition of the owner of the ordinary spirit worm only allows the spirit worm to obey the master's dispatch, although it is also connected by blood, life and death. But

The connection between them is not strong, even if the spirit worms are all dead, the monk will not be harmed in the slightest, otherwise, Han Xu may die dozens of times and not die enough.

The natal spirit insect is different, not only the blood is connected, but also the heart and spirit are connected, and the soul is dependent on each other.

In other words, the spirit insect is Han Xu, and Han Xu is the natal spirit worm. When Han Xu dies, all the spirit insects will die, and every time a spirit insect dies, Han Xu will be injured. If all the spirit worms are destroyed, then Han Xu will definitely die.

It doesn't sound very cost-effective, but thinking about the spiritual power of heaven and earth fed back by the spirit worm, and thinking about the various magical powers and secret techniques brought by the natal spirit worm, this risk is still worth taking.

In more than a year, the bloodthirsty lice in the Xuanhuang Imperial Spirit Pagoda have developed to the number of five thousand, all of them with hideous appearances and powerful breaths. Looking at the bloodthirsty lice one by one, Han Xu showed a look of satisfaction.

The white neon ants are also full of energy and good looking, and the number is as many as tens of thousands, but there is a small worry in Han Xu's heart, that is, the white neon ants are a panacea for all kinds of demon insects. In case he encounters other insect cultivators, then his own natal spirit worm will not be a meat bun beating a dog and will never go back.

The number of empty bamboo insects is small, only three or two thousand. After all, this bug is only a third choice. It is Han Xu's most helpless choice.

With a pinch of the law in his hand, a hundred bloodthirsty lice flew out of his chest, and with a whistle sound in his mouth, a hundred bloodthirsty lice immediately hovered above his head.

As soon as the law in his hand changed, he began to read words in his mouth.

As the yin and yang froze, the obscure incantation was recited, and the bloodthirsty lice in the air immediately let out bursts of hissing sounds.

This hiss was sharp and piercing, and it sounded like a sword in the ears, and it had a sharp feeling.

Han Xu slammed his chest with one hand, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.

With a bend of his fingers, the essence blood in the air immediately suspended and could not move, and as the Dharma Decision in his hand changed, a string of Dharma Decision Handprints entered it.

At the moment when Han Xu was about to inject the essence blood into the bloodthirsty lice on the top of his head, he suddenly stopped, and his face couldn't help but show surprise and disbelief.

With a slight frown, he immediately dispersed the law decision.

Wow! Without waiting for Han Xu to react, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

The spirit insect recognized the master, and was most afraid that Han Xu would give up halfway like this. However, even if he was attacked by the Lord, Han Xu still recognized it.

With a whistle in his mouth, the bloodthirsty lice hovering above his head suddenly floated and did not move, his hand was pinched, and a red glow suddenly flew out of his chest, rolling up the bloodthirsty lice in the air and inhaling it into the Xuanhuang Imperial Spirit Pagoda.

Wow! another mouthful of blood spurted out. Han Xu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly fell unconscious.

Han Xu, who was in a coma, foamed at the mouth and had convulsions all over his body. A hideous look of pain on his face. The unconscious hands were clasped to the edge of the altar, and they didn't even feel the slightest feeling of their nails falling off.

One day, two days, three days of torture, Han Xu woke up leisurely.