A faint whirlwind swirled in the room, blowing the sunny grass on the windowsill, the green blades of grass being blown by the wind, and a little bit of crystal dew. Of course, this is not a real water droplet, but a spiritual liquid naturally condensed by the gathering of strong heaven and earth vitality around this lowest-level spirit grass. In this world, there is an infinite amount of heaven and earth vitality, especially the mountain gates of various sects are where the spiritual veins converge, so there are all kinds of spiritual grasses that are incomparably precious to mortals.

Just like the most ordinary first-order spiritual grass on Han Zaixin's windowsill, called Qingyu Grass, although it does not contain much spiritual energy, it has a special ability, that is, to predict the weather, if the grass blades that were observed the night before grow straight up, then the next day will be sunny, if the grass blades wilt, then it will definitely rain the next day. This grass was not planted by Han Zaixin himself, and he didn't have that good patience. It was given to him by the delicate girl who had robbed him of the fish head before.

At this time, the vitality in the room quickly gathered, not only attracting the vitality of heaven and earth on the top of the mountain, but also snatching the vitality of the surrounding mountains and forests. The whirlwinds were not just wind, but were wrapped in pure heaven and earth vitality, so a drop of spiritual dew gathered on this sunny and rainy grass. But the fruits of the labor gathered by this spirit grass could not be enjoyed by itself, because when the dew was about to drop, the whirlwind suddenly increased, and directly swept away this drop of spirit dew, shooting out towards the cross-legged figure in the center of the whirlwind.

Han Zaixin had no distractions at this time, all the thoughts of the whole person were gathered in the constantly tumbling picture in his mind, there seemed to be thousands of villains in his mind, all of them were constantly rehearsing, and all the swordsmanship he had seen in the past six months. Not only did he practice the "Taiyue Eight Swords" by himself, but also the "Xuanji Three Swallows" practiced by the girl in the green dress of the lake, and countless swordsmanship, which were churning in his mind like watching flowers.

As these swordsmanship evolved, a little bit of light of various colors appeared on these images, or a faint blue and blue, like the sprouts of a tree in early spring. Or it may reveal a heavy earthy yellow, as calm and heavy as a rock. Or like a burning flame, boiling and furious, or like an invincible golden sword, shining with a formidable cold, as if it was about to stab at any moment. Of course, there is also a deep and gentle azure blue, which seems to moisturize things silently and quietly erodes everything in the world. With these colors appearing in these swordsmanship pictures, a dazzling five-colored light shone on Han Zaixin's forehead, which gradually hooked into a mysterious imprint, like a tattoo imprinted on his eyebrows. Just like the legendary Eye of the Sky, it is particularly mysterious.

With the emergence of this five-colored imprint, Han Zaixin's body burst out with a powerful momentum, and the five-colored imprint shone brightly, like the brightest star in the night sky. And his snow-white robe is also windless and automatic, although the whirlwind is also blowing before, but because he is sitting in the eye of the wind, he has been calm and waveless. But at this time, it was as if there were huge waves on the sea. A powerful momentum erupted, rushing out of his body to the surroundings, and his life was the first to suffer an unwarranted disaster.

With a crisp tearing sound, his shirt was completely shattered, revealing his strong body underneath the snow-white robe. Although Han Zaixin is only a seventeen-year-old boy, his perennial sword practice makes his figure look exceptionally slender and well-proportioned. The ape arm bee waist, the complexion is bronzed, and it looks extraordinarily strong. The muscles appear strong but not bloated at all, each muscle seems very soft, but the bulging muscles of the whole body are connected together, but it is like a beautiful work of art carved by a master, which is shocking.

The trousers worn on the lower body were not spared, and they also became beggar's clothes, as if they had been cut by a sharp sword. But he still stubbornly stayed and protected the most critical parts. But at this time, Han Zaixin didn't care about his image or the leakage of spring, because he reached the most critical moment, countless swordsmanship in his mind kept changing, "Taiyue Eight Swords" is thick and square, as if the momentum of Mount Tai fell from the sky, every move and style showed endless calmness and thickness, no matter how ever-changing you are, I will block it with a sword, he is strong and he is strong, the breeze blows the mountain; he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river. If it is like an ancient sacred mountain, even if you are ever-changing, I will not move.

However, the other swordsmanship "Xuanji Three Swallows" is a light sword, like a swift dotting water, quietly taking the enemy's life, revealing a touch of blue color, like a pool of autumn water with thousands of soft knots. One after another sword moves were churning in his mind, and he quietly turned into a ribbon of water, completely restraining the enemy, and finally gently harvesting the enemy's life. This kind of swordsmanship is completely different from "Taiyue Eight Swords", and it can even be said to be the extreme of the opposite, one is fierce and heavy, and the other is extremely soft and light. At this time, it was completely perfect in Han Zaixin's mind.

In addition, there are also the thirteen swords of Tianmen, the Lone Peak swordsmanship, the Liaoyuan Three Styles, the Aoki swordsmanship, the Xuanjin swordsmanship and other most basic swordsmanship of the Sword Sect, which are all the most basic swordsmanship of the Sword Sect that Han Zaixin has practiced these days or has observed others practicing swords. But at this time, in his mind, it was completely merged into a furnace, and the five elements were complete, so as to turn into a five-color brilliance, and the introduction of the eyebrows made the five-color imprint. At this moment, all the things Han Zaixin has learned in his life are summarized in it, and then the turnip is removed, which can be described as a great creation.

Of course, all this was expected by Han Zaixin, because this was what he had been planning all along, he had been planning the arrival of this day since half a year ago, and deliberately carried out such a plan, but he didn't expect that this day was not as fast as he imagined, and it took half a year to reach the most basic requirements. But it was all worth it, because only he knew what an exciting outcome would be if he had fulfilled this most basic requirement.

I only saw countless spiritual lights flashing, and the countless swordsmanship that Han Zaixin had observed during this time was analyzed one move at a time, so as to absorb the most essence of it, and then integrate it into the five-colored brilliance as a whole. At this time, Han Zai's mind was completely concentrated, and he lost all contact with the outside world, and even his breathing and heartbeat became vague, and the whole person was more suitable for everything around him as if it were one, if it weren't for the naked eye to see him sitting here, under the spiritual sense that the martial artist relied on the most, Han Zaixin seemed to have disappeared, and there was no difference from the surroundings, as if he was just a dead thing without life.

A sharp pain began to appear on Han Zaixin's body as the five-colored brilliance became thicker and thicker, because the five-colored brilliance became more and more prosperous, and began to invade Han Zaixin's whole body meridians, expelling the meager internal qi that he had cultivated in the past seven years. At this moment, the internal force that Han Zai had cultivated so hard was cut off in the meridians like rats that had encountered natural enemies, and then they fought separately, constantly fighting in his meridians, but they had no effect except to make Han Zai's heart ache and not want to live.

At this time, Han Zaixin was like being cut by a thousand knives, and there were cracks in the meridians all over his body, and countless of the internal forces he had cultivated were eaten away little by little at this time, and then began to squeeze out along the cracks of the meridians, which made his meridians break inch by inch. This kind of pain is like thousands of ants constantly biting inside the body, trying to devour all his flesh and blood. He was sweating like pulp, and there was a fishy smell emanating from his body, which was the countless impurities in his body, and at this moment he began the first step of transformation - washing the hair and cutting the marrow!

But this was the most brutal method, and the endless Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi continued to pour into this small mountain, turning into the five-colored brilliance in his body, helping him complete this transformation. But this is also a choice for nine deaths, because if one is not done properly in this process, then it will definitely explode and die, and there will be no second end. But Han Zaixin didn't tell anyone, it stands to reason that such a thing would be smoother if there are elders to protect the Fa, but Han Zaixin's miscellaneous disciples who struggled up from the bottom know that in this world, there will never be someone to protect the Fa for you, only by getting used to being alone, then you can go further on the road of the strong. The elders of the sect may be able to protect you for a while, but who can protect you for a lifetime? Therefore, as a person with supreme ambitions, Han Zaixin would never hope for outsiders.

Only if you are strong, you are the strongest. Only if you have your own strength, you won't betray yourself! So he decided to carry it alone, no matter whether this is too ambitious or stupid, but in his opinion, if he can't get the hurdle this time, then what if he gets a peerless opportunity, it's not a waste!

The endless heaven and earth vitality was swallowed up by Han Zaixin's eyebrows, turning into endless sword qi, blooming with various colors of brilliance, exuding vitality in blue and blue, but it could easily cut gold and cut iron. The fiery red sword qi that could melt gold and iron seemed to burn the air to the ground. There is also a blue one that seems to be no threat, but it quietly erodes everything, and the good is like water, but there are drops of water through the stones. The golden yellow is the most violent, all obstacles are shattered with one blow, and everything is invincible! There is also the apricot-yellow sword qi sitting in the center, like a high mountain, suppressing all the waves in the very center.

The five-colored sword qi continued to emanate, expelling the true qi from Han Zaixin's whole body, and then like a swimming fish swimming in his meridians, the blue and blue wood sword qi and the azure water sword qi began to nourish his body, and the broken meridians actually began to heal rapidly in the sword qi rotation, which was simply incredible. You must know that the sword master kills, the sword qi can be described as indestructible, no matter what the nature of the sword qi, all of them have innate destructive attributes, but these two sword qi are weird and have supreme recovery ability, which is simply a miracle.

Not only that, with the healing of the meridians, the originally narrow meridians have become extremely thick at this time, if Han Zaixin's meridians were a mountain stream before, then his meridians at this time are a big river, although there is not much water flowing in it, but the foundation is extremely solid, even compared to those gifted supernatural physiques, which is also Han Zaixin's biggest gain this time.