A Good Romance
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After crossing the barrier of ten flashes of Sword Qi, Ling Han's journey was smooth, and he soon formed nine flashes of Sword Qi, but these twenty flashes of Sword Qi was another barrier that stuck him for a long time.
Feng Po Yun treated Ling Han, his sworn brother, well, leaving behind the Monkey Wine with the intent of Martial Art that he specially sealed inside. When Ling Han drank it, the intent of Martial Art also circulated within his body, improving his comprehension of Martial Art in all aspects.
This made Ling Han extremely shocked.
Reaching the Spiritual Ocean Tier, one could brand the intent of Martial Art on weapons, and after a long period of nourishment, it could become a Spirit Tool. After advancing into the Flower Blossom Tier, one could brand the intent of Martial Art on special materials, turning them into Spirit Talismans.
The Spiritual Infant Tier was even more awesome, writing decrees that could suppress the world.
Of course, Deity Transformation Tier and Heaven Tier warriors could also write decrees that were more powerful. It wasn't that Ling Han didn't write decrees in his previous life, which were very convenient and could intimidate a region without having to do it himself.
However, sealing the intent of Martial Art into the wine liquid could make people consume it and turn it into their own. Ling Han could only accept this method.
When martial artists refined Origin Crystals, they could also leave behind a sliver of the intent of Martial Art, but compared to this, it was far inferior.
Feng Po Yun was a sword master.
The reason why he would leave the intent of Martial Art in the Monkey Wine was obviously because Ling Han used a sword, so he specially helped him. This intent of Martial Art was extremely pure, without a trace of impurities, and only supreme comprehension of sword arts.
For Ling Han, this gift was truly priceless.
In the first five days, Ling Han kept improving his cultivation. The Monkey Wine didn't increase his tier as crazily as the first time, but it still allowed him to improve two small tiers, reaching the sixth layer of the Flower Blossom Tier.
In the next five days, Ling Han was trying to figure out Feng Po Yun's Sword Dao, but he did not directly absorb it. Instead, he used it as a reference.
If he directly absorbed it, with Feng Po Yun's level in the way of the sword, it would be enough to take the initiative and affect Ling Han's own path. He could only follow Feng Po Yun's path, but he had already chosen the path he wanted to walk, so he naturally had to jump out of this circle.
Stones from other mountains can be used to improve jade.
What Feng Po Yun cultivated was the Emotion Sword, the pinnacle of emotion. He only loved one person in his life, and even if the other person died, his feelings would not change, and his infatuation would not disappear. To be honest, Ling Han had no way of comprehending this kind of sword intent. It was true that he liked the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden, but he definitely couldn't be as infatuated as Feng Po Yun.
He only extracted Feng Po Yun's comprehension on the path of the sword. After all, this was the result of Feng Po Yun's several hundred years of bitter cultivation on the path of the sword. Moreover, it was at the height of the Shattering Void Tier, which had long surpassed the level of Sword Qi and Sword Ray, and reached the level of Sword Heart.
With Sword Heart Illuminated, even if one held a blade of grass, they could cut down the stars in the sky.
Feng Po Yun's Sword Heart shone in Ling Han's consciousness, and Ling Han used Feng Po Yun's Sword Heart to illuminate his own heart, increasing his comprehension on the path of the sword and condensing Sword Qi.
Five days later, Ling Han flicked his right hand. Shua, shua, shua, nineteen flashes of Sword Qi slashed out, and the twentieth flash of Sword Qi was hidden on his fingertip, yet it was hidden and didn't shoot out.
A sprout had already sprouted.
Ling Han continuously waved his fingers, and the twentieth flash of Sword Qi became thicker and thicker, quickly taking shape.
Twenty flashes of Sword Qi is a threshold, and after crossing it, the power would at least double. Ling Han nodded inwardly. Previously, when he fought with Xuanyuan Zi Guang, he felt immense pressure, mainly because the latter grasped more than twenty flashes of Sword Qi, forming a qualitative change.
If I fight with that guy again now, I have a fifty percent chance of winning.
It can't be helped. I can't use the Mysterious Three Thousand, and my strongest technique can't be used. Otherwise, one move would be enough to decide the outcome.
While there's still time, I'll continue cultivating Sword Qi. Since I've crossed the great barrier of twenty flashes, I should be able to cultivate a few more flashes of Sword Qi in a short period of time.
While Feng Po Yun's Sword Heart was still there, Ling Han naturally couldn't waste it. This was an extremely rare opportunity, and even Feng Po Yun might not be able to do it a few more times. Splitting his own Sword Heart and giving it to someone else was actually a kind of harm to himself.
Ling Han couldn't help but feel rueful. This big brother of his was really a sentimental person. Just because he became sworn brothers with him, he generously bestowed him such an opportunity.
In the future, he would definitely repay this big brother well.
Another three days later, Feng Po Yun's Sword Heart finally disappeared.
Ling Han stopped, and with a wave of his right hand, twenty-three flashes of Sword Qi flashed past, frighteningly shocking.
What a pity. If I had another month, I could push my Sword Qi to the limit of twenty-nine flashes!
However, is twenty-nine flashes really the limit?
Ling Han didn't know. This could only be found out after he himself advanced to this level. And the so-called limits were meant to be broken. For some people, ten flashes was the limit, while for others, twenty was the limit.
He went out, and Zhu Xuan Er immediately greeted him, saying, "Big Brother Han, you finally came out of seclusion. Sister Hong was anxious to death, the competition is starting the day after tomorrow."
Ling Han smiled, and said, "Let her be anxious for a while, I haven't collected her appearance fee yet."
"Right …" Zhu Xuan Er took out a few stones the size of a human head from the spatial ring, with different colors: black, earthy yellow, and purple-green. "These are the star fragments that Big Brother Feng struck down. After the people in the city picked them up, they didn't dare to keep them for themselves, so I had someone give them to Big Brother Han for you to handle."
Star Meteorite Gold
Ling Han was overjoyed. He picked up the few meteorites and examined them carefully, revealing a smile, and said, "Blood Rainbow Iron, Dragon Tooth Gold, Scarlet Cloud Copper Stone, haha, they're all seventh-tier rare metals …"
"Unfortunately, there aren't even eighth-tier rare metals. Haha, one can't be too greedy, seventh-tier rare metals are also not bad. "
Ling Han said to Zhu Xuan Er, "You should also change to a sword. This is seventh-tier rare metal, nourish it day and night, and brand it with your own Martial Art Will, and in the future, it can become a seventh-tier Spirit Tool …"
"Thank you, Big Brother Han …" Zhu Xuan Er said gently, looking at Ling Han lovingly, looking as if she was at his mercy.
"Don't seduce Big Brother, Big Brother's willpower is very firm …" Ling Han pinched her smooth jade-like chin, then brought her into the Black Tower. He wanted to refine those Star Metals into weapons.
These could only be called iron ores, from purification to polishing and refining, even if they were handed over to the most outstanding blacksmith, it would be impossible to complete without about half a year's time. After all, these were all seventh-tier rare metals, so how hard were they?
But inside the Black Tower, everything became extremely simple.
Ling Han was like a god, releasing tenth-tier divine fire and easily melting the ores, refining away the impurities, and in less than half a day, he finished tempering.
"What kind of shape do you like?" Ling Han asked Zhu Xuan Er.
Under Zhu Xuan Er's continuous correction, Ling Han forged a sword with a slender blade, but extremely sharp. This still couldn't be considered a Spirit Tool, and needed to be continuously nourished with Martial Art Will, but the grade of the tool embryo was there.
Ling Han also forged one for himself, but his current brute force was too terrifying. This treasured sword that weighed over fifty kilograms was no different from an embroidery needle in his hand, completely unable to feel its weight.
Next, Ling Han forged a bow and ten sharp arrows for himself, but the bowstring had to be found elsewhere.
And after finishing all this, the Spirit Treasures Pavilion's triennial competition was finally about to begin.
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