I have a magic pot

"This is naturally easy. The cultivation of the human body needs to use the spiritual veins to run the spiritual power to complete the cycle of the sky. Those with excellent talents, the higher the quality of the spiritual veins, the wider the spiritual veins, and the stronger the perception and attraction of spiritual power.

But regardless of talent level, there is only one spiritual vein in the body. The so-called natural waste vein means that the spiritual vein is closed and unable to circulate in the sky. All you need to do is to find a way to open the spiritual vein. "

Han Feng frowned.

"Then how can we get through the spiritual veins?"

Immortal in the pot explained.

"Ordinary methods are of course not enough. Spiritual veins are related to a person's talent and luck, but they are actually a blessing destined by the heavens. To develop spiritual veins out of nothing is against the sky.

There may be not a few people in the world who can do this, but it is rare in ancient times to be able to open up spiritual veins without compromising blessings and luck.

However, my third master once created a kung fu called "Daoxuan", which can take away the good fortune of the world, change one's luck, open up spiritual veins and improve quality, all of which are easy.

Before the master fell, he left this skill in the demon refining pot and asked me to teach it to someone who is predestined, and now I will pass it on to you. "

After finishing speaking, the fairy jade in the pot pointed, and a golden light directly hit Han Feng's eyebrows.

Han Feng only felt a burst of pain in his head, and a steady stream of information poured in. In a moment, a mysterious and awkward exercise with a huge length was engraved in his mind.

Although Han Feng felt that the contents were extremely obscure, he was able to recite each word proficiently, which was amazing.

Chapter 10 Sealing Demons and Suppressing Demons

"Daoxuan!"

Han Feng murmured these two words, and his heart became uncontrollably excited. With this technique, he would be able to open up his spiritual veins and become a spiritual warrior.

Immediately he thought of something again, and hurriedly asked the Immortal in the Pot.

"Well...if I open up the spiritual veins, then...well, my body will be able to recover, right?"

Han Feng's expression was slightly awkward. Although he desperately wanted to become a spiritual warrior, he cared more about his "lifelong sexual happiness".

Hearing the words, the Immortal in the Pot couldn't help laughing again, but shook his head.

"Of course not."

"what……?"

Han Feng's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at him coldly.

"You fool me!"

Immortal in the pot shook his head innocently.

"Of course I won't deceive the master, but the development of spiritual veins has nothing to do with the master's problems."

"What do you mean?" Han Feng stared at Hu Zhongxian and asked.

Just listen to the immortal way in the pot.

"Actually, the natural useless veins are just unable to absorb spiritual energy for cultivation. Normal physiological functions will not be hindered. The owner's body has been poisoned.

Moreover, you have been poisoned since childhood, and now the poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it will naturally affect your body. "

The more Han Feng heard it, the more ugly his face became. He didn't expect that his stubborn illness was caused by poisoning, and he was poisoned since he was a child. Wasn't he the young master of the Han family at that time? How could he be poisoned?

Han Feng's complexion was uncertain, but the Immortal in the Pot comforted him.

"Master, you don't have to worry, don't forget, the 'Daoxuan Jue' has the ability to overwhelm the heavens and the earth, and it can also cleanse your essence and eliminate the toxins in your body.

Although the toxins in your body have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, presumably after you reach the nine-star martial arts and become a formal spirit warrior, you will be able to drain the toxins and restore your body to its original state. "

Hearing these words, Han Feng's expression softened. At the same time, he was shocked by the heaven-defying effect of the "Dao Xuan Jue", which can not only open up spiritual veins, but also expel toxins.

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little eager to start practicing.

But the Immortal in the Pot suddenly spoke at this moment.

"By the way, I seem to have an important matter just now, and I forgot to tell the master."

"Hmm... what's the matter?" Han Feng looked puzzled.

But the Immortal in the Pot didn't answer the question.

"Master, do you know the origin of the name 'Demon Refining Pot'?"

Han Feng could only shake his head.

"Hehe...the so-called 'refining demons' naturally means that the demon refining pot can 'refine' and 'suppress' the world, all demons and evil spirits, and even refine one part of the world.

Among my masters in the past, there are many great supernatural beings who have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth. They used the demon refining pot to suppress countless powerful demons, and these demons were suppressed in the nine layers of heaven and earth in the demon refining pot.

Now that you have become the master of the Demon Refining Pot, the power of life and death of the demons suppressed in the Nine Layers of Heaven and Earth will naturally be handed over to the master.

But now the core of the Demon Refining Pot has been damaged, the Qi of Primal Chaos has been lost, and the seal of the Nine Heavens and Earth has begun to loosen.

The monsters in the Nine Heavens are all the top existences in the world, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger. With the damage of the demon refining pot, the seal in the pot is gradually unable to suppress them.

Since the master has inherited the demon refining pot, the heavy responsibility of suppressing these demons in the future will naturally be handed over to the master. The master must practice hard and improve his cultivation level, so as not to let them escape. "

Han Feng couldn't help but change his face when he heard this.

"Also, what if... what if I can't suppress them?"

The Immortal in the Pot's expression became dignified.

"Master, the souls of these monsters are suppressed in the core of the demon refining pot. If you can't suppress them, once they escape from the demon refining pot, they will definitely be disadvantageous to the master, and even try to control the demon refining pot by themselves."

Han Feng was shocked immediately.

But the Immortal in the Pot comforted: "Of course, Master, you don't have to worry too much. The Demon Refining Pot has suppressed these demons for countless years. Even if the core is damaged now, they cannot easily shake it.

As long as the master works hard to practice, as your strength improves, you can master more magical powers and powers of the demon refining pot, or the master can find the energy of chaos to restore the demon refining pot.

At that time, not only would it be impossible for these monsters to break free from the seal, they could still be driven by their masters, and their life and death would all be at the master's whim. "

After listening to Hu Zhongxian's explanation, Han Feng's expression softened.

It seems that becoming the master of the Demon Refining Pot is not as easy as imagined, at least I can't "sneak fish", and I have to practice more diligently.

However, in this way, he can also become a spiritual warrior as soon as possible, regain his "manly glory", and even, as the fairy in the pot said, drive the "peerless demon" in the demon refining pot. Han Feng feels that this is also beneficial to him harmless.

Immediately nodded and said: "Okay, that's no problem."

The Immortal in the Pot also nodded and said: "The Demon Refining Pot is an ancient artifact, and it has many wonderful uses. From now on, the master will gradually know about it. Also, the master will just call him 'Xian'er' in the future."

Chapter 11 Cultivating Dao Xuan Jue

Following that, the Immortal in the Pot waved his red sleeves, and Han Feng felt his world spinning for a while, and the next moment, he reappeared on the bed.

The moment he returned to the bed, Han Feng was at a loss for a moment. He even suspected that everything just now was just a dream.

However, every word of the "Dao Xuan Jue" is still very clear in his mind.

What's more, the blue-glowing demon refining pot above the head is still suspended, as if reminding Han Feng that all of this is real.

The next moment, the demon refining pot suddenly turned into a blue light, which directly hit Han Feng's chest.

Han Feng was startled, and quickly lowered his head to look. On his chest, there was a cyan imprint following the crossing. The cyan light was flickering and gradually extinguished in the darkness...

In the middle of the night, in the inner courtyard of the Han Mansion, in the dark main room of the North House, a candle was lit, and Han Feng got up from the bed again.

Such a bizarre thing happened tonight, he really couldn't sleep, he kept thinking about what the Immortal in the pot would say to him when he left the demon refining pot.

If he couldn't suppress the monsters in the "Nine Heavens and Earth", once these guys escaped from the demon refining pot, they would be the first to kill him.

Although Han Feng has never seen a monster, he can definitely imagine how cruel and terrifying these guys are. This matter clearly is a hole dug for him by the demon refining pot.

However, although Han Feng had already had a premonition that something was wrong, but Hu Zhongxian seized his dead spot. In order to become a spiritual warrior and revive himself, Han Feng knew that there was a pitfall, so he could only cry. jump down.

Who makes their length and size just right, and who doesn't cheat themselves?

"Sigh... Forget it, even if it's really unlucky to be wiped out by these demons, it's better than living a life of worthlessness."

After talking to himself, Han Feng cleared the messy thoughts in his mind, and began to study the "Dao Xuan Jue" taught to him by Hu Zhongxian.

Han Feng is still very interested in the matter of cultivation. Now that he has obtained the exercises, he must try it immediately.

The chapter of Daoxuan Jue appeared again in his mind, and Han Feng observed it carefully, and found that this exercise was divided into nine layers.

The first floor: "Entraining Qi Chapter", the second floor: "Qi Gathering Chapter", the third floor: "Armor Consolidation Chapter", the fourth floor: "Chapter of Transforming Soldiers"...these are the chapters corresponding to different realms of cultivation .

At present, Han Feng can only practice the first level of "Entraining Qi".

After carefully reading the Entraining Qi chapter several times, Han Feng still felt that he didn't quite understand it. The language in it was a bit esoteric, and many terms were completely incomprehensible to Han Feng who had never practiced before.

For example, the "sensation of Qi" mentioned at the beginning of the chapter on Yin Qi, the original text is "close your eyes and concentrate, your mind is like still water, you can observe the subtleties of the universe, and see the aura in all directions."

According to what was said above, Han Feng closed his eyes to sense the aura, but he almost fell asleep, but he didn't feel anything.

Han Feng couldn't help muttering in his heart, wondering if the Immortal in the Pot had tricked him again?

As soon as this thought came to my mind, a familiar charming voice came from my mind.

"Master, is he as bad as you think?"

Han Feng was startled, and suddenly knew that it was Hu Zhongxian who was talking to him.

Without talking to her too much, Han Feng asked quickly.

"Xian'er, how do you cultivate the Dao Xuan Jue you passed on to me? How come I can't feel anything about the aura?"

"Hehe..." There was another enchanting smile.

Xian'er said: "Master, you don't even have a spiritual vein, so of course you can't sense the existence of spiritual energy."

Han Feng's complexion couldn't help changing, and his tone was not kind.

"So, I still can't practice?"

Xian'er's answer was straightforward.

"Of course not, warriors in the Martial Apprentice realm mainly temper their tendons, bones, and membranes, and don't need to perform a cycle.

The master can directly use spiritual stones to cultivate, and run the Dao Xuan Jue without going through the spiritual veins, and directly introduce the spiritual energy into the acupoints of the whole body to temper the body.

After reaching the nine-star martial arts and becoming a formal spiritual warrior, he can condense the cyclone and open up the spiritual veins by himself. "

"Spiritual stone" is a kind of spar that can assist spiritual warriors in their cultivation and contains pure spiritual energy. In the room before, Bing'er accidentally mentioned that this thing is quite precious.

After listening to Xian'er's words, Han Feng understood after a little thought.

That is to say, I can't arouse the spiritual power between heaven and earth now, so I have to temper my body directly with spiritual stones, and only when I have spiritual power in my body can I open up the spiritual veins.

But when he thought about the current situation of the branch of the Han family, Han Feng suddenly felt a little troubled, where would he go to get the spirit stone?

Just when Han Feng was secretly distressed, Xian'er suddenly said.

"Master, there is quite a wave of spiritual power in the northwest corner of your backyard, why don't you go there and have a look?"

Chapter 12 "Pit Digging" Little Expert

"Um……?"

Han Feng was slightly surprised when he heard the words, but he still followed what Xian'er said, got up and went out, and walked to the backyard.

Han Feng is the head of the family, and he lives in the north house facing the south gate of the Han mansion. Behind the north house, there is a backyard, which is usually used by the master's house for cultivation.

But Han Feng was born with a weak vein, so he couldn't practice at all, so the backyard was naturally deserted, and now weeds grew everywhere.

In the dark night, Han Feng took a candlestick and a shovel to the northwest corner of the yard, under an osmanthus tree.

"Xian'er, is this here?" Han Feng stopped and asked in his heart.

"It should be here, Master, you can dig down the tree roots and have a look."

Han Feng didn't hesitate, he hung the candlestick on the tree branch, picked up the shovel with a burst of humming, and worked hard to shovel the soil.

After digging down the osmanthus tree more than two feet deep, Han Feng was so tired that he was sweating profusely, even his clothes were soaked, but he didn't dig anything useful.

Just when he began to suspect in his heart that there was nothing underground.

"boom……!"

There was a muffled sound, and the shovel seemed to have dug something hard.

Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly bent down holding the candlestick, and saw a piece of black cloth exposed at the bottom of the pit. The surface was uneven, as if it contained something.

Han Feng hurriedly stretched out his hands to dig away the surrounding soil, and finally pulled a fist-sized cloth bag up from the pit.