The moon rises and the night gets darker.
Fang Han never stopped.
He performed <Wind God Step> over and over again, from jerky to smooth, from stumbling to coherent.
It wasn't until the night fell that he finally calmed down and stood in the courtyard, breathing slightly.
There were beads of sweat on his forehead, but those eyes were surprisingly bright.
"It's much smoother than the first time I practiced <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>."
Fang Han whispered to himself.
This is not surprising.
When he first practiced <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>, although he had the foundation of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> Perfection Realm, he did not master Wind Concept. From "potential" to "Artistic Conception", it is a qualitative leap, and that step is the most difficult.
But now that Wind Concept has already understood it through practicing <Wind God Step>, all that remains is to use Wind Concept to assist Body Movement in his understanding.
Although it still takes time to figure it out, it is far less difficult than starting from scratch.
"At most half a month."
Fang Han estimated in his mind.
With his current Body Movement Talent, and the assistance of Wind Concept, he can train <Wind God Step> to Beginner stage in at least half a month.
It may even take less than half a month, which will be shorter than the time it takes to practice from <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> to Beginner stage.
He turned around and walked toward the house.
In the following days, Fang Han devoted all his time to the cultivation of <Wind God Step> in addition to the unshakable Internal Qi training, Sword Technique training, and horizontal training every day.
Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times--
His figure flashed repeatedly in the courtyard.
At first, the movement still had some traces of deliberateness, the landing point of the footsteps was occasionally deviated, and the operation of Internal Qi was sometimes sluggish.
But gradually, that sense of deliberateness began to fade.
The steps become more and more precise, the Internal Qi becomes smoother and smoother, and the body shape becomes more and more natural.
He is like a piece of rough jade that has been polished repeatedly. Every practice makes the Body Movement more smooth and smooth in his hands.
Wind Concept, in this day-to-day practice, is constantly blending and blending with the method of <Wind God Step>.
He no longer needs to deliberately think about "how Internal Qi should operate" and "how should this step activate Wind Concept".
Those things have gradually become the instinct of the body and are integrated into every movement.
The third day.
His figure has been able to flash in the courtyard more than ten times in a row without showing any signs of sluggishness.
Although it is far from reaching the state of "like the wind and like a shadow", it already has a somewhat elegant feeling.
The fifth day.
His speed was nearly twice as fast as before.
The wind noise caused by the movement was also much smaller than at the beginning.
The tenth day.
He stood in the courtyard, closing his eyes and concentrating.
In my mind, the thoughts of <Wind God Step> slowly flowed.
Those formulas, those footwork, those key points of Internal Qi operation - they are already familiar to the heart, as natural as breathing.
He opened his eyes.
"Whoosh!"
His body moved.
This movement is completely different from the past.
There is no deliberate build-up, no jerky turns.
He was like a gust of wind, coming out naturally.
In the courtyard, the figure in green robe turned into an invisible stream of light, quickly shuttling between the bamboo forest and the courtyard wall.
The speed was astonishingly fast, but strangely it didn't make much noise.
It was as if he was not moving, but blending into the wind and becoming a part of it.
There is no sluggishness between turns, and there is no sound between ups and downs.
His figure became faster and faster, more and more erratic, and the feeling of "melting into the wind" became stronger and stronger.
Just then--
"Buzz..."
It was as if an invisible door had opened.
In an instant, his understanding of <Wind God Step> took a qualitative leap.
Those changes that once required deliberate control can now be achieved at will and at your fingertips.
Those who once thought they were fast enough now realize that they can be even faster.
Wind Concept and this Body Movement are completely integrated at this moment, and there is no longer any barrier.
His speed suddenly skyrocketed.
It was so fast that even he was a little surprised.
That speed was several times faster than when Perfection Realm<Windcloud Escape> was used.
The courtyard wall, the bamboo forest, Quiet Room--everything quickly retreated beside him, turning into a blurred ribbon.
"<Wind God Step>, Beginner stage."
Fang Han suddenly closed his figure and stood in the courtyard, his green robe untouched and his breath as steady as water.
Standing with his hands behind his hands, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
In ten days, <Wind God Step>Beginner stage was actually completed. As expected, the time taken was far shorter than the time taken for <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>Beginner stage.
Afternoon, among the mountains.
A Azure Profound Sect transportation team with dozens of people was moving slowly along the secluded mountain road.
The eight carriages were fully loaded with medicinal herbs and weapon refining materials needed by the sect, and the tracks were deep.
The leader is a middle-aged woman wearing a plain blue Elder robe. She has a thin face and a look of competence and vigilance formed by years of running around in her eyebrows.
She is Elder Yang Rui who is in charge of this transportation.
Suddenly--
"Boohoo!"
In the dense forests on both sides, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and dozens of poisoned crossbow arrows poured down like a heavy rain!
"Enemy attack! Form formation!"
Yang Rui shouted loudly, and the long sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed, dancing into a blue light, turning all the crossbow arrows that were shot at himself and the surrounding Deacon disciples into powder.
However, the disciples and Deacon who were too far away were unable to rescue them in time. Immediately, several people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, and their wounds quickly turned black and purple.
"Be careful! It's poisonous!"
Yang Rui's complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes swept towards the place where the arrow came from.
"Haha, Yang Elder, your alertness is good, but unfortunately... it's too late."
Amidst the cold laughter, two figures in black robes slowly walked out of the forest.
Both of them are about fifty years old. One of them has a white face without a beard, a sinister look in his eyes, and he is holding a pair of short guns with a blue glow in his hands.
The other man was short and stocky, carrying a thick Ghost Head Blade on his back, and his face was full of flesh.
Both of them are Nether Pavilion Elder, the white-faced one is named "Yin Vulture" Han Ling, and the one who wields the knife is "Mountain Shatterer" Tu Hong.
"Han Ling, Tu Hong!"
Yang Rui's pupils shrank and his heart sank.
The two opponents are both Third Grade. It is difficult for her to defeat her alone. With two people here together, it is likely to be a bad day.
"Kill, leave no one behind."
Han Ling waved his hand coldly.
Dozens of the Nether Pavilion elite disciples poured out from the forest and pounced on the scattered Azure Profound Sect team.
"Abandon the goods, disperse and run away!"
Yang Rui gritted his teeth, his sword light surged, and he took the initiative to face Han Ling and Tu Hong, trying to gain a glimmer of life for his disciples.
"Clang clang clang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded intensively.
Yang Rui Sword Technique was light and agile, but under the pinch of Han Ling's strange and vicious short spear and Tu Hong's powerful and heavy sword light, he fell into a disadvantage in an instant.
In just a few strokes, a bloody gash was opened on her left shoulder with a short spear, and she immediately felt a numb and itchy feeling.
"Toxic!"
She hurriedly used Internal Qi to resist the toxin invasion, but Sword Intent was unavoidably stagnant.
Tu Hong seized the flaw, and Ghost Head Blade came at him with a shrill howl.
She tried her best to twist and avoid, but the blade still grazed her waist and brought up a shower of blood.
"Poof!"
She staggered back, her face turned pale, and Internal Qi was in a state of confusion.
From the corner of his eye, he saw that the accompanying disciples were all dead and injured under the siege of the Nether Pavilion. Only two people managed to break out of the siege, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the shadows that caught up with them.
"Escape!"
Yang Rui no longer hesitated, and took the palm of Han Ling with all his strength, and used the force to fly back.
"Want to leave?"
Tu Hong smiled ferociously, but was in no hurry to pursue.
Han Ling glanced at the eight carriages filled with goods, then looked at the direction Yang Rui was escaping from, and said quickly:
"Tu Elder, you go and hunt him down. I will escort this batch of supplies back first. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Azure Profound Sect reinforcements may arrive soon."
"Don't worry, she can't run away."
Tu Hong licked his lips and sprang out like a cheetah, chasing Yang Rui into the dense forest where Yang Rui disappeared.
Han Ling ordered his men to quickly clear the battlefield, hastily bury the corpses of the Azure Profound Sect disciples, drive a carriage carrying supplies, and speed off in the other direction.
In the early morning, the mist enveloped Azure Profound Mountain like a veil, and the cornices of the mountain palaces were looming in the mist.
Occasionally, a few birds chirping could be heard coming from the forest, adding to the tranquility of the mountain.
No. 35 Annex, Quiet Room.
Sandalwood Incense The green smoke curls up in the furnace, and the light aroma fills the room, intertwined with the cool morning air, making people feel calm.
Fang Han sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and the aura around his body was as calm as water.
He poured out a longan-sized, bright-colored Danyao from the jade bottle and took it into his mouth.
Danyao melts in the mouth, turning into a warm medicinal power that slides down the throat into the abdomen, and then spreads to the limbs and bones.
This is Spirit Resonance Pill.
The effect is stronger than True Spirit Pill, but not as good as Earth Spirit Pill. It is Danyao that is in between.
One pill costs 100 contribution points. If you consume one pill every day, the monthly consumption of Spirit Resonance Pill will require a full 3,000 contribution points.
For ordinary disciples, this is an unbearable and huge expense.
But for Fang Han, it is nothing.
General Ranking First, the monthly contribution reward alone is 35,000 points, which is only 3,000 points, less than one-tenth.
"<Azure Profound Art>."
Fang Han gathered his mind, and the green-gold Internal Qi inside his body slowly circulated.
The medicinal power of Spirit Resonance Pill flows in the meridians, and is continuously absorbed and refined by Internal Qi, transforming it into wisps of pure green-gold Internal Qi, which flows into the Qi Sea, and then is poured into Yintang Acupoint.
After Third Grade, Internal Qi is far more condensed than Fourth Grade.
Every trace of Internal Qi requires several times the power of the previous medicine to condense.
But at 256 times Root Bone Talent Amplification, his cultivation speed is still astonishing.
Internal Qi rushes through the meridians, just like a river flowing into the sea. Each cycle brings a subtle but solid growth.
Time passes quietly in silence.
Inside Quiet Room, the only sound was the long and steady breathing of Fang Han, and the faintly audible hum of Internal Qi as it rushed.
Two hours later.
Fang Han slowly withdrew his power and opened his eyes. A ray of light blue light flashed in his eyes and disappeared immediately.
He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling the increasingly full internal energy in the Yintang point in his body.
More than two months have passed since it broke through Third Grade.
For more than two months, even if he was on a mission, he still practiced diligently every day, and his accumulation of Internal Qi never stopped.
At this moment, Internal Qi in Yintang Acupoint is filled to the brim and is more than 90% full.
"Soon."
Fang Han whispered to himself, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
At most, in a few days, Yintang Acupoint will be able to completely store Internal Qi, and then it can launch an attack on Third Grade Middle Stage.
He stood up, stretched his aching muscles, and pushed open Quiet Room's door.
The morning light rushes in, bringing with it the unique warmth and brightness of early summer.
The bamboo Lin Qing in the courtyard is dripping green, rustling in the breeze, and a few bamboo leaves are swirling and falling.
Fang Han walked through the courtyard and stepped into the Side Hall.
Qui Lan was busy in the hall with two Maid. When he saw him coming in, he quickly bowed and saluted. "Brother, breakfast is ready."
Fang Han nodded slightly and sat down at the table.
Several exquisite side dishes and a steaming bowl of Blood Rice rice were arranged neatly.
The dishes are light, but they use precious ingredients and are cooked with great care.
He picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly.
At this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside the courtyard door, followed by the voice of an attendant:
"Senior Brother Fang, there are Sect Master's Hall disciples outside the door asking to see you, saying that there is something urgent."