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Soul Han pinched his thigh deadly.

"Hush!"

The pain from the leg caused Hun Han to take a breath.It also allowed Hunhan to realize that what was in front of him was true.He didn't dream, it was just the corpse of the ape that had passed the whole night, and it really became a shriveled corpse.

"It's just that it's not scientific!"

Hun Han was puzzled.Just after one night, how could the corpse become a mummy!It is totally inconsistent with the logic of science!Suddenly, a possible cause emerged in his mind.

To verify this, Hun Han walked out of the cave.When he returned to the cave again, he was already carrying a snow-white rabbit in his hand.

The rabbit was dying and was thrown on the ground by the cold.Afterwards, Hun Han sat cross-legged again.It was different from last night. This time he didn't close his eyes, but started to operate the body training technique he had obtained-Good Fortune Rising Dragon Art.

With the operation of the Soul Cold Technique, an incredible scene appeared.

Streaks of blood floated from the rabbit's wound, as if attracted by a certain magnetic field.The strands of blood formed a fascinating ribbon, which floated in the air, and finally... even touched the skin of Kunhan.A strange energy was drifting out of the blood and infiltrating his body.

Although the energy was very, very thin, the cold soul could still sense its existence sharply.Finally, with the operation of the exercise, the energy moisturized his skin.

"This……"

Hun Han was completely stunned.

As the blood floated out, the corpse of the rabbit, whose skin was still elastic, turned into a corpse under his nose.

"This... I actually did it."

After Kunhan was shocked, there were more surprises in his heart.I couldn't help but blurt out praise: "It is worthy of the advanced body training exercises of the ancient times. It has such a weirdness. It can achieve the purpose of strengthening one's own body by devouring the blood of living things. Well, this is exactly what it is. In other words, the heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and they use all things as a humble (chú) dog, swallowing the heaven and the earth, taking the good fortune of the heaven and the earth."

As long as he has enough blood, Hunhan believes that one day, he will be able to reach the terrifying realm described by the technique: fists can break the sky, feet can break the ground, and the flesh can be comparable to the real dragon race.

"Now that there are exercises for refining the body, there is a lack of Qi-condensing exercises!" Hun Han muttered to himself.

There are three ways for combatants to cultivate: body refining, qi condensation, and soul gathering.

Thinking of the Qi-condensing technique, Hun Han thought of the rusty black sword he had obtained in the Library of the Soul Hall.

Hun Han's fingers touched Na Jie, and with a flick of his fingers, he held a black sword in his hand.

If Hunhan chooses one-style exercises in Cangshu Pavilion, he won't be embarrassed by exercises without Qi condensation at this time.However, Hunhan didn't regret it, he walked down the road, and even if it was full of tears, he had to drink them dry.

"According to Aunt Qin, if you want to see if it is the owner of the treasure, you only need to see if it has been approved by the treasure's spiritual wisdom."

Right now, Kun Han placed the black sword in his hand on a raised stone.Afterwards, sitting cross-legged, driving the power of the soul into the black sword, trying to sense the spiritual wisdom in the black sword.

Qin Lan said that as long as it is an equipment above the ground level, it will have a touch of wisdom.If it is a heavenly treasure, it can even attack the enemy autonomously.

Hun Han didn't know whether he had succeeded, closed his eyes, and whether the surroundings were dark or not.After searching hard, I still didn't notice the slightest abnormality.

"It seems that this black sword doesn't even have a ground level."

Hun Han sighed.This black sword was randomly stacked in that dusty room, the body of the sword had no brilliance, and it was even more rusty, wanting to be just an ordinary black sword.

"How many years have passed, this saint has finally waited until the descendant!"

When Kun Han just wanted to give up and opened his eyes, an old voice that seemed to come from ancient times sounded in his mind.

"Who? Who is talking?"

As soon as the voice of Hun Han's words fell, in this dark space, a light like a firefly appeared.After a while, the light became brighter and brighter, slowly expanding.As if there is something to wake up.

In the end, this little light condensed into a white robe old man with a childlike face and a strong face.

Isn't this the grandpa hiding in the sword?

Could it be that his soul cold also possesses the aura of the protagonist, can he have an old grandfather accompanying him to travel the world together?

As a traversing child, Kun Han couldn't help thinking like this in his heart.Looking at the old man in front of him, Xiao Han asked: "Grandpa, who are you?"

The white-robed old man stroked his beard and smiled kindly: "I, you can call me the Almighty Swordmaster!"

"Almighty Sword Saint?"

Hunhan thoughtfully, asked: "So you are not a sword spirit?"

The white-robed old man replied: "Of course not, I'm just its former owner. The sword spirit today has fallen asleep. Before, I was also calling you!"

Hun Han asked, "Why?"

The white-robed old man replied: "Because the old man wants to give you a good fortune and become the heir of my Almighty Swordmaster. Not much nonsense, I am just a remnant soul. God treats me not thinly, and I can survive. In the last three days, I met a fighter whose spiritual root is the almighty attribute."

Hun Han was stunned: "Grandpa, you mean you are going to die?"

That's not right, why didn't you play the cards according to the routine.Didn’t the grandpa hiding in the utensil always accompany the protagonist to the end? How come the grandpa in front of him would die when he saw him?

The white-robed old man nodded slightly and waved his finger, a ray of golden light penetrated the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness of the cold.

"Little guy, don't be sad, people always have a time to die. This is the Supreme Nine Yuan Art, the old man used to obtain a type of ancient scroll in a ruin. However, at that time, this ancient scroll was only a scrap, still Let the old man step into the realm of fighting sage. After the fall of the old man, after millions of years of research, it has been completed. With this volume, even without Origin Qi, you can still break through to the realm of Fighting Emperor." The white-robed old man seemed to explain to himself.

Phoo~

Hun Han took a breath, and in his sea of ​​consciousness, immediately added a technique that seemed to be relatively complete.This exercise is indeed very special, and only people with nine physiques can practice this exercise.

Hun Han was secretly stunned, there is such a heaven-defying technique in the Dou Qi Continent: Without Origin Qi, you can be an emperor!

Hun Han thought of the space he was in, and then asked, "Grandpa, how can I wake up the sword spirit?"

The saber that can become a swordsman is nothing ordinary.

The white-robed old man replied: "There is no need to wake up, it will naturally wake up when the time comes!"

"Oh."

Hun Han immediately asked: "Then how can I restore this sword to its former glory?"

The white-robed old man smiled and said: "No need to recover. When I got it, it was like this!"

Hun Han was shocked: "What?"

After answering a few questions one after another, the elder who taught the soul cold one-style exercises, the light on his body became weaker and lighter, almost transparent.Finally, in this dark space, a sentence echoed for a long time:

"Unfortunately, the old man's soul power is not much, otherwise you can pass on your sword skills in two ways. Oh, yes. One day, if you can ascend the plane of the wilderness, help me take care of a man named Mu Shanshan. Woman. If she is still alive!"

Great Desolate Plane?

Does it mean that it is the master plane, right?

Become a fighting emperor, the plane of ascension is the master plane!

Hun Han thought in his heart, and bowed to the place where the white-robed old man had existed before, and solemnly said: "Senior went all the way well, and the junior has written it down!"