"Keng--"
Cloudsplitter Sword was unsheathed, and the sword blade of Dark Cyan was flowing with restrained brilliance in the dusk.
Fang Han stabbed out with a sword.
The sword's light was like silk, drawing an invisible trajectory in the dusk.
However, the moment the sword was thrust out, there was a faint ripple in the air. The ripple was vague, but it was more solid and lasting than before.
In Fang Han's mind, <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>'s sword skills flowed slowly.
Those changes in sword moves and Internal Qi movements that have long been familiar to me are now being deduced in my mind, and they seem to be a little smoother than before.
The feeling of smoothness is not strong, it is there or not, but it is real.
He drew his sword again.
One sword, two swords, three swords...
The sword light flickered in the courtyard, sometimes like a breeze blowing on the face, soft and silent, sometimes like thunder suddenly appearing, fierce and unparalleled.
He performed <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> over and over again, carefully experiencing the subtle changes.
He hasn't practiced for too long. After all, he is injured now and is not suitable for practicing martial arts for a long time.
After dozens of sword blows, he sheathed his sword and stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes and silently calculating in his heart.
"If the original Sword Art Talent is one..."
Fang Han whispered to himself, his voice was so soft that only he could hear it.
Before, after taking Sword-Shaped Grass for the first time, his Sword Art Talent made a qualitative leap.
Judging from his perception of his own swordsmanship comprehension speed, that improvement roughly quadrupled his basic talent of Sword Art Talent, from one to five.
And this time...
He recalled the feeling he had when he was practicing, and compared it with the state of his practice after taking Sword-Shaped Grass for the first time.
"About three times the base talent."
After a while, Fang Han opened his eyes and made a decision in his heart.
This time taking Sword-Shaped Grass, Sword Art Talent tripled the base talent, from five to eight.
The growth effect has weakened.
This is normal.
He has seen relevant records in the sect's classics - the same type of heavenly material and earthly treasure has the best effect the first time it is taken, but in the future, the effect will gradually weaken.
This is true for Sword-Shaped Grass, this is true for Earth Heart Stone Milk, and the same is probably true for other natural and earthly treasures that can improve your qualifications.
It's not that there is something wrong with Sword-Shaped Grass itself, but that his body has developed a "tolerance" to this kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure that improved Sword Art Talent.
"It's pretty much expected!"
Fang Han looked calm and not disappointed.
This result was what he expected.
He sheathed his sword, turned back to Quiet Room, and sat cross-legged on the futon again.
His eyes fell on the rosewood box on his lap, where two Sword-Shaped Grass plants were lying.
He reached out and took out the second one and put it into his mouth.
Sword-Shaped Grass melts in the mouth, turning into countless subtle and cool Sword Qi, pouring into the sea of consciousness between the eyebrows.
This time, the impact of the cool energy was gentler than the first time, like a gentle stream rather than a torrent that burst its banks.
An hour later.
The effect of the medicine ends.
"About twice the base talent."
Fang Han opened his eyes, got up and came to the courtyard.
Cloudsplitter Sword was unsheathed, and the sword light flashed in the sun.
He performed <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> over and over again, carefully experiencing the changes in Sword Art Talent.
After dozens of blows, he put away his sword and stood up, closing his eyes and silently calculating in his mind.
Sword Art Talent has doubled the basic talent, Sword Art Talent has increased it from eight to ten.
The effect diminishes again.
"The last one left!"
Fang Han turned back to Quiet Room, sat down on the futon, and took out the third Sword-Shaped Grass plant.
At the entrance of the third Sword-Shaped Grass, the cool energy is more gentle, like a trickle, quietly seeping into the sea of consciousness.
An hour later.
The effect of the medicine ends.
"About doubled the base talent."
Fang Han came to the courtyard again.
Cloudsplitter Sword was unsheathed, the sword shining like water.
He used <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> over and over again, and the sword moves were smooth and smooth. Every time the sword thrust out, there were faint ripples in the air.
After dozens of sword blows, he put away his sword and stood up.
The basic talent has doubled, Sword Art Talent has increased from ten to eleven.
The growth effect is weaker.
"In a short period of time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to improve my own Sword Art Talent!"
Fang Han sheathed his sword, stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, and was silent for a moment.
Three strains of Sword-Shaped Grass, all have been taken.
His own Sword Art Talent has increased from five at the beginning to eleven now.
It has basically been raised to the limit.
Even if there are fourth and fifth strains of Sword-Shaped Grass, if you continue to take them, the effect will become weak.
Even if it is replaced by another natural material and earthly treasure that can improve Sword Art Talent, the same is true.
His body has not only developed resistance to Sword-Shaped Grass, but has also developed resistance to all the natural and earthly treasures that can improve Sword Art Talent.
If you want to continue to significantly improve Sword Art Talent, you can only find higher-grade natural materials and earthly treasures that can improve Sword Art Talent.
Like Kung Fu and Danyao, heavenly materials and earthly treasures also have levels.
Low, medium, high, top...
Qingyang Prefecture What you can see is mostly low-grade.
Medium Grade is extremely rare and often has a price but no market.
As for High Grade, it is like a legend, and it is not even sure whether it exists.
As for the top, maybe in ancient times, such a treasure of heaven and earth could be born, but now, the conditions for the birth of such a treasure of heaven and earth are not met.
"I really want to start Sword Technique's training immediately!"
All three strains of Sword-Shaped Grass were eaten, and Fang Han itself, Sword Art Talent, jumped from five times to eleven times.
Coupled with Sword Art Talent Amplification which is up to 256 times, the improvement is huge.
Standing in the courtyard, he felt the unprecedented clarity in his mind.
All kinds of thoughts about the way of swordsmanship seemed to have been sorted out by invisible hands, becoming layered and clear.
He raised his hand and pressed the hilt of the sword, an uncontrollable impulse welling up in his heart -
He wanted to draw his sword and see how far <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>'s cultivation could progress with the blessing of Sword Art Talent.
However, the wound on his left shoulder that had been swept by the wind of Xue Yuanlang's palm felt a dull pain at this moment, like a basin of cold water being poured over his head.
"Unfortunately, I am injured and it is not suitable to practice martial arts."
Fang Han's hand slowly released from the hilt of the sword.
In martial arts practice, the most important thing to avoid is impatience.
Forcibly practicing Sword Technique before the injury is healed will not only be useless, but may affect the wound and leave hidden diseases.
He understands this truth.
"However, that's not a waste of time!"
Fang Han turned around, walked back to Quiet Room, and sat down cross-legged on the futon.
Since you can't practice Sword Technique, then focus on practicing Internal Qi.
The practice of internal strength does not require the coordination of body movements. It only requires sitting quietly, adjusting the breath, and guiding Internal Qi to move around the sky.
It is perfect for recuperating injuries.
"Heaven Origin Pill."
Fang Han took out a jade bottle containing Heaven Origin Pill from his arms and uncorked it.
In the bottle, there are ten dragon eyes the size of Danyao.
The color is as white as jade, with faint cloud patterns flowing on the surface. The medicinal fragrance is refreshing, and just smelling it makes people feel refreshed.
"Gulu--"
Fang Han Pour out one Heaven Origin Pill and put it into your mouth.
Danyao melts in the mouth, and a far more powerful and warm medicinal power than Heaven Origin Pill instantly melts in the belly, like a river bursting its banks, rushing to the limbs and bones.
The power of the medicine was so pure and powerful that it far surpassed the Spirit Resonance Pill I had taken before.
"Wow--"
Fang Han gathered his thoughts and <Azure Profound Art> started running slowly.
The blue-gold Internal Qi rushes through the meridians, like a dry river bed ushering in the long-lost rain, greedily absorbing and refining the pure medicinal power brought by Heaven Origin Pill.
With the assistance of Heaven Origin Pill, the growth rate of Internal Qi suddenly increased.
Wisps of new Internal Qi merge into the Internal Qi operating line, and then pour into Shenmai Acupoint.
It felt like stumbling along a muddy path before suddenly stepping onto a flat official road.
Every step he takes is more solid and faster than before.
There was silence in Quiet Room, except for the long and steady breathing of Fang Han and the faint hum of Internal Qi's rushing water.
One hour.
Two hours.
Three hours.
When Heaven Origin Pill's medicinal power was finally completely refined and absorbed, Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light golden light flashed away in his eyes.
He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and felt that the Internal Qi in his body was full and lively. The Internal Qi in the Shenmai Acupoint was obviously thicker than before taking the pill.
"The effect is even better than Earth Spirit Pill, it is worthy of Heaven Origin Pill!"
Fang Han whispered to himself, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
At this speed, Shenmai Acupoint will be able to completely defeat Perfection Realm in at least one month, and then it can launch an attack on Third Grade Late Stage.
He stood up, stretched his aching muscles, and pushed open Quiet Room's door.
In the courtyard, the bamboo forest rustles in the afternoon breeze, and the sun shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
When Qui Lan saw Fang Han coming out, he quickly put down his work and came forward.
"Senior brother, do you want to eat?"
"Serve it."
Fang Han nodded slightly and stepped into the Side Hall.
After dinner, Fang Han returned to Quiet Room and sat down cross-legged on the futon again.
He did not continue to practice <Azure Profound Art>, but closed his eyes and activated <Thousand-Mile Soul Lock>.
Tracking Secret Technique, like the internal strength method, does not require the coordination of body movements. You can practice it by just sitting quietly and concentrating.
It is also an excellent choice during the period of recuperation.
Moreover, the reminder from Sect Master Chen Tianyuan still rings in my ears.
He was quite interested in this.
If, as the sect expected, the master-level monster that escaped from the Cloud Mist Mountain Range was behind the Qingyang Prefecture monster's rampage, then tracking the traces of that monster would be the key to solving the problem.
And he is one of the people most likely to track down the master's medicine.
"Buzz--"
<Thousand-Mile Soul Lock>'s secrets flow slowly in my heart.
Since breaking through Greater Accomplishment, the perception of this High Grade Tracking Secret Technique has become much stronger than before.
At this moment, his mind was immersed in it, and he activated the magic formula over and over again, letting the mysterious breath flow between his nose and meridians.
With each cycle, his understanding of this secret art deepened.
<Thousand-Mile Soul Lock> After all, it is just High Grade Tracking Secret Technique, plus Secret Technique Talent Amplification which is up to 128 times.
His progress is like riding on a rocket, traveling thousands of miles with each passing day.
The first day.
His range of perception extended from five miles when he broke through Greater Accomplishment to more than a hundred feet.
The speed of distinguishing breath is nearly 10% faster than before.
The second day.
The range of perception extended again, approaching six miles.
Those faint auras that remained half a month ago can now be clearly sensed with just a thought.
The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...
Fang Han's progress never stops.
He could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the threshold of the Perfection Realm.
It felt like walking in a long tunnel, with the light of the exit faintly visible in the distance.