The sun rises and the moon sets, and a few days pass in the blink of an eye.
On the tenth day of the lunar month, Fang Han sat down cross-legged in Quiet Room, poured out two True Spirit Pill from the jade bottle, and put them into his mouth together.
The medicinal power of the two True Spirit Pill is released and turns into a warm current to wash away the body.
Fang Han operates <Mystic Wind Art>, guiding this warm current to circulate along the meridians, transforming it into Internal Qi.
Time passes slowly.
One hour.
Two hours.
Fang Han is like an old monk in meditation, motionless, only the breath around his body is quietly rising.
Suddenly--
"Buzz!"
A slight tremor that only he could feel came from Taichong Acupoint.
This acupuncture point, which had been close to the Perfection Realm for a long time, was now completely Perfection Realm, Internal Qi full to the point of overflowing, and could no longer hold any more.
The next moment, the overflowing Internal Qi spontaneously surged towards the next place Acupoints--Zhaohai Acupoint.
However, the moment Internal Qi touched Zhaohai Acupoint.
An invisible but extremely tough barrier suddenly appeared, firmly blocking out the rushing Internal Qi.
"Fourth Grade Late Stage's bottleneck!"
Fang Han is calm and not disturbed at all.
This was the moment he was waiting for.
He did not stop, and swallowed two True Spirit Pill again, and activated <Mystic Wind Art> to continuously compress and condense the Internal Qi rushing in his body, turning it into sharp "drills".
According to the breakthrough method of <Mystic Wind Art>, time and time again, he brazenly attacked the invisible barrier outside Zhaohai Acupoint.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every impact caused the energy and blood all over his body to surge, and also caused slight shaking and cracks in the bottleneck barrier.
The medicinal power of the two newly swallowed True Spirit Pill is being consumed crazily.
More than an hour later, when nearly half of the medicine's power was consumed, Fang Han gathered all the Internal Qi it could mobilize at the moment and launched the most violent attack.
"Crack!"
A clear cracking sound originating from the depths of the origin of life, like spring ice cracking, resounded crisply in Fang Han's perception.
The invisible barrier blocking Zhaohai Acupoint shattered in response!
The majestic Internal Qi, which has been accumulated for a long time, is like a torrent that bursts a dike, flowing happily into the newly opened Zhaohai Acupoint.
In an instant, the aura around Fang Han surged like a volcano erupting!
Including Zhaohai Acupoint, eighteen Acupointss have been connected to build a more complex and efficient Internal Qi circulation system.
The speed and total volume of the Internal Qi flow increased sharply, the color became darker, the texture was as viscous as mercury, and the sense of power brought about by the flow was far greater than that of the middle Fourth Grade.
A wonderful feeling of being reborn and of another level of life leaping into my heart.
"Fourth Grade Late Stage, done!"
Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, and a wisp of dark green and almost ink light flowed endlessly in his eyes, and then slowly became introverted.
He gently clenched his fists, and his joints made a crackling sound. Feeling the increasingly vast and majestic Internal Qi in his body, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly, and he was in a great mood.
Having reached Fourth Grade Late Stage, he is now only one step away from Upper Third Grade.
Although this step has blocked many warriors, many warriors have no breakthrough in their lives.
But he believes that with his "talent" after Talent Amplification, this step will definitely not be difficult for him.
"The newly opened Divine Treasury has the ability..."
Fang Han's mind sank into his body, and a mysterious and mysterious understanding came to his heart.
With the penetration of Zhaohai Acupoint, a new Divine Treasury also opens.
Try to inject a ray of Internal Qi into this Divine Treasury.
"Buzz--"
In an instant, Fang Han felt a strange suction force coming from under his feet.
This suction force was not strong, but extremely stable, as if his feet had some mysterious "adhesion" with the ground beneath them.
He lifted his feet and took a step forward.
As soon as his steps landed, the suction force came naturally, allowing him to stand firmly on the ground.
His thoughts moved slightly and he walked towards the wall on one side of the training room. The wall was made of blue bricks and had a flat and smooth surface.
He took a deep breath, raised his right foot, and stepped lightly towards the wall.
"Da."
There was a soft sound, and the moment the sole of the foot came into contact with the wall, the strange suction force emerged again.
His right foot was actually "sticky" to the vertical wall!
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately raised his left foot and stepped on it.
"Da."
Sticks firmly as well.
He just stood with his feet on the vertical wall, as if he were standing on flat ground.
The body leans forward slightly, parallel to the wall, but has no tendency to fall down.
The suction force coming from the soles of his feet was like two invisible big hands, firmly adsorbing his feet to the wall.
"What an amazing feeling!"
Fang Han admired in his heart.
He didn't rush down, but walked slowly on the wall.
One step, two steps, three steps...
He was like an alien who violated the laws of gravity, walking on the vertical wall as if he were strolling in a garden.
At first, I was a little unfamiliar, and I walked cautiously.
But after taking a few steps, he gradually mastered the trick.
The suction force is not fixed, but can be adjusted in strength according to his wishes.
When you want to take a step, you only need to slightly weaken the suction force to lift your steps; when you land, increase the suction force to achieve a stable adsorption.
He went smoother and smoother, and his speed became faster and faster.
By the end, he was almost "running" on the wall, his body as strong as walking on the ground.
From one wall to another, you can even walk across the roof of the training room and hang upside down under the beams.
"With this Divine Treasury, no matter whether it is a city wall or a steep cliff, it will not be a problem for me in the future."
Fang Han is extremely satisfied.
He jumped lightly, fell from the wall, and stood firmly on the ground.
He looked down at his feet, then looked up at the wall, the smile on his lips lingering for a long time.
Although this Divine Treasury cannot enhance the offensive power, its auxiliary effect cannot be underestimated.
Any dangerous place will be like walking on flat ground in the face of this ability like "Gecko Wall-Walking".
"Breaking through Fourth Grade Late Stage, my strength has skyrocketed again..."
Fang Han stood in the training room, with light shining in his eyes.
Before that, his true strength had surpassed the ranking. Now that he has exceeded Fourth Grade Late Stage, his true strength will far exceed the ranking.
If someone really uses the Prodigy Ranking ranking as a reference and wants to deal with him, the outcome will be extremely tragic.
The hustle and bustle of the New Year will eventually calm down.
On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, the sky was dim and mist enveloped Liangshui City like a veil.
Fang Han held Cloudsplitter Sword behind him. The green robe was covered with a dark green cloak to block the wind, and his long hair was simply tied up with a wooden hairpin.
There was a small suitcase at his feet, which contained several bottles of Danyao, a change of clothes, and a few packages of pastries and dried meat that my parents insisted on stuffing inside.
Fang Zheng stood in front of the door with his hands behind his hands, his face solemn, but the look of reluctance in his eyes could not be fully concealed.
Lin Wan took Fang Han's hand and gave Xu Xu instructions.
Little Fang Ying rubbed his sleepy eyes, hugged Fang Han's legs tightly, pouted and refused to let go.
"Brother, when will you come back?"
"Come back when you have time."
Fang Han squatted down and gently pinched Younger Sister's pink cheeks.
"You should listen to your parents at home."
"Yeah." Fang Ying nodded heavily, but his eye circles were red.
Fang Han stood up and looked at his parents. Thousands of words were said, but in the end they only turned into one sentence. "Mom, dad, I'm leaving, take care of yourself."
"Be careful on the road." Fang Zheng said in a deep voice.
Lin Wan's eyes were full of reluctance, and he squeezed out a smile, "When you arrive at the sect, remember to bring a letter back."
Fang Han nodded and said no more.
He picked up his luggage, turned around and strode out Rain-Listening Pavilion.
"Whoosh--"
Arriving at the gate of the Fang Mansion, Fang Han <Windcloud Escape> spread out, and its body transformed into an invisible green shadow, which instantly flew several feet away.
After a few ups and downs, it disappeared into the morning mist at the end of the long street.
Behind him, in front of the Fang Mansion's door, Fang Zheng, Lin Wan, Fang Ying, as well as Fang Lingyuan and other tribesmen who came after hearing the news, stood there for a long time, looking at the figure that was quickly retreating.
"Whoosh!"
On the official level, Fang Han pushed Body Movement to 70%, maintaining an efficient speed without excessive consumption of internal energy.
The scenery on both sides retreated rapidly, and the winter fields were desolate, with dead grass covered with thin frost rustling in the wind.
Occasionally, a farmer who got up early looked up and saw a green shadow passing by. He rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, there was no trace of it. He just said he was dazzled.
Fang Han is calm and calm. After breaking through Fourth Grade Late Stage, Internal Qi in the body becomes more vigorous and concentrated. Even if he runs for a long time, the consumption is far less than before.
Half a day later, Fang Han hurried along the official road.
The official road gradually narrows, and the mountains and forests on both sides become denser and denser, with towering ancient trees and hanging vines.
Although it is winter, there is a thick layer of fallen leaves, which are soft and silent when stepped on.
His footsteps did not stop, and he still maintained the previous rhythm, walking through the official road in the forest.
Suddenly--
Fang Han's forward body suddenly stopped and stopped firmly in the middle of the official road.
His eyes narrowed slightly and he looked forward.
On the roadside at the end of the official road, under an ancient tree that requires several people to hug each other, a figure leans against the tree trunk with a lazy posture, as if it has been waiting here for a long time.
This person looks to be about 27 or 28 years old, tall and thin, wearing Nether Pavilion True Disciple's unique black robe with dark silver patterns.
The cuffs and skirts of the clothes are embroidered with strange dark flame patterns with silver thread, glowing with an icy cold light under the dim sunlight of the winter afternoon.
His face can be considered handsome, but he gives off a sinister temperament.
The most eye-catching thing is the pair of eyes - the pupils show a dark red color, like coagulated blood clots, and when they open and close, they reveal undisguised ferocity and cruelty.
His right hand rested casually on his knee, holding a dark red long knife four feet long, with a narrow blade and a strange arc.
On the blade, the dark red lines are like dried blood scabs, and there is a faint and heart-stopping Sha Qi flow.
"Prodigy Ranking Forty-fifth, Nether Pavilion True Disciple Duan Wuya..."
The moment Fang Han's eyes touched this figure, they immediately matched the image in his mind.
That is a portrait seen in the Rain Listening Hall information, and it belongs to the Nether Pavilion True Disciple Duan Wuya.
Duan Wuya also raised his eyes, his dark red eyes falling on Fang Han, as if examining a prey that had fallen into a trap.
There was cruelty and playfulness in that gaze.
"Fang Han."
When Duan Wuya opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and low, like sandpaper being rubbed.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."