Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Seven: Jianxin Is Bright

?After crossing the threshold of ten sword qi, Ling Han went smoothly, and quickly cultivated nine sword qi, but these twenty are another hurdle, which stuck him for a long time.

Feng Poyun is really interested in Ling Han, who is a sworn brother. He left the monkey wine with the martial arts will that he specially sealed. Martial arts comprehension.

This shocked Ling Han extremely.

After reaching the Spirit Sea Realm, one can imprint the will of martial arts on the weapon, and after a long period of nurturing, it can become a spiritual weapon. And after stepping into Shenghua, you can imprint martial arts will on special materials and become talismans.

The spirit infant realm is even more powerful, written as a decree, it can control the world!

Of course, the realm of transforming gods and the realm of heaven and man can also write dharma decrees, which are more powerful. It's not that Ling Han didn't write decrees in his previous life, it's very convenient, he can deter one party without having to do it himself.

But sealing the will of martial arts into the liquor can make people swallow it and turn it into his own use... Ling Han can only be convinced by this method.

Warriors can refine Yuanjing, and they can also leave a trace of martial arts will, but compared with this, it is far behind.

Feng Poyun is a sword master!

The reason why he left martial arts will in the monkey wine is obviously because he saw that Ling Han used a sword, so he specially helped him. This martial arts will is incomparably pure, without any impurities, only the supreme comprehension of the way of swordsmanship.

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For the first five days, Ling Han had been improving his cultivation base. Monkey Wine didn't raise his realm as crazy as the first time, but it still allowed him to raise two small realms, reaching the sixth stage of Blossoming Flowers.

For the next five days, Ling Han was trying to figure out Feng Poyun's kendo, but he didn't absorb it directly, but used it as a reference.

If it is absorbed directly, given Feng Poyun's level in the way of swordsmanship, it is enough to take the initiative and affect Ling Han's own path. He can only follow Feng Poyun's path, but he has already chosen his own path. It is natural to jump out of this circle.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

What Feng Poyun cultivates is the sword of love, which is the ultimate in love. He only loves one person in his life, even after the death of the other person, his true love will not change, and his infatuation will not disappear. To be honest, there is no way for Ling Han to comprehend this kind of sword intent. It is true that he likes Goddess Tianfeng, but he absolutely cannot be as infatuated as Feng Poyun.

He just extracts the opponent's comprehension in the way of swordsmanship. After all, this is the result of Feng Poyun's hundreds of years of painstaking practice in the way of swordsmanship, and it is still at the height of the Shattering Void Realm.

It has already surpassed the level of sword energy and sword light, and reached the level of sword heart.

The heart of the sword is transparent, even if you hold a blade of grass in your hand, you can cut down the stars in the sky.

Feng Poyun's sword heart shines in Ling Han's sea of ​​consciousness, and Ling Han uses the opponent's sword heart to illuminate his heart, enhance his comprehension in the way of the sword, and gather sword energy.

Five days later, with a flick of Ling Han's right hand, nineteen sword qi slashed out, and a twentieth sword qi moved hiddenly at his fingertips, but they were hidden but not emitted.

The buds have sprouted.

Ling Han kept waving his fingers, and the twentieth sword energy became stronger and stronger, and soon took shape.

"Twenty sword qi are a threshold. After crossing it, the power has at least doubled." Ling Han nodded secretly. He felt tremendous pressure when he fought against Xuanyuan Ziguang before, mainly because the opponent's sword qi was more than 100%. After twenty courses, a qualitative change has taken place.

"If I fight against that guy now, I have a 50% chance of winning."

"No way, I can't run the Mysterious Three Thousand, and I can't use the strongest technique, otherwise, one move can determine the outcome."

"While there is still time, I will continue to practice sword qi. Now that I have passed the 20th barrier, I should be able to cultivate a few more sword qi in a short time."

While Feng Poyun's sword heart is still there, Ling Han naturally can't waste it, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even Feng Poyun may not be able to come so many times, to divide his sword heart for others, for himself In fact, it is a kind of injury.

Ling Han couldn't help but sigh, this big brother is really a man of temperament, just because he is sworn sworn with him, he generously gave him such an opportunity.

In the future, I must repay this big brother well.

Three days later, Feng Poyun's Jian Xin finally disappeared.

Ling Han stopped, and with a wave of his right hand, twenty-three sword qi flashed across, which was astonishingly terrifying.

"Unfortunately, if you give me another month, I can push the sword energy to the limit of twenty-nine paths!"

"However, is twenty-nine really the limit?"

Ling Han doesn't know, this can only be known after he has stepped into this level. And the so-called limits are used to break through. For some people, ten levels is the limit, while for some people, twenty levels is the limit.

When he went out, Zhu Xuan'er immediately came up to meet him, saying: "Brother Han, you have finally left the customs. Sister Hong is dying of anxiety, and the competition will start the day after tomorrow."

Ling Han smiled, and said: "Just let her meet urgently, I haven't charged her appearance fee yet."

"By the way——" Zhu Xuan'er took out a few stones the size of human heads from the interspatial ring. They were of different colors, some were black, some were khaki, and some were purple and blue. After the people in the city pick it up, they dare not hide it privately, and let them hand it over to Brother Han, and you will handle it."

Star meteor gold!

Ling Han was overjoyed, picked up a few meteorites and looked at them carefully, smiled, and said: "Blood rainbow iron, dragon tooth gold, red cloud copper stone, haha, they are all seventh-order precious gold!"

"Unfortunately, there is not even an eighth-level precious metal. Haha, you can't be too greedy, and the seventh-level precious gold is not bad."

Ling Han said to Zhu Xuan'er: "It's time for you to change to a sword. This is a seventh-level precious gold. You can nurture it day and night and imprint your martial arts will. In the future, it can become a seventh-level spiritual weapon!"

"Thank you, Brother Han!" Zhu Xuan'er said softly, looking at Ling Han affectionately, as if he was at his mercy.

"Don't seduce brother, brother's will is very firm!" Ling Han pinched her smooth jade chin, and then led her into the black tower, where he wanted to refine those star iron into weapons.

These can only be called iron ore. From purification to grinding and refining, even if it is handed over to the best blacksmith, it will take less than half a year to complete it. After all, these are seventh-order precious metals, how hard are they?

But in the black tower, everything becomes extremely simple.

Ling Han is like a god, releasing the tenth-level divine fire, which easily melts the ore and refines it to remove impurities. It only takes half a day to complete the refinement.

"What shape do you like?" Ling Han asked Zhu Xuan'er.

Under Zhu Xuan'er's continuous corrections, Ling Han forged a sword with a slender body, but it was extremely sharp. This is not considered a spiritual weapon, and needs to be continuously cultivated with martial arts will, but where is the level of the embryo.

Ling Han also built one for himself, but his current brute force is too terrifying, holding this hundred-jin sword is no different from an embroidery needle in his hand, and he can't feel the weight at all.

Next, Ling Han made himself a pair of bow tires and ten sharp arrows, but the bow strings had to be found elsewhere.

And after completing all this, the three-year competition in Lingbao Pavilion will finally begin.