In the sun and moon realm, Ling Han really doesn't need to practice to accumulate yuan power. The wild blood elixir can be perfectly solved. Moreover, it only takes three months for others to take one.
Therefore, Ling Han is only refining alchemy, refining Jinsha, studying the symbols on the ancient coffin, and improving his own perception.
He carried a lot of soil into the black tower, in the black tower, his strength is greater, and it is easy to refine the Jinsha.
"Eh?" The pagoda appeared and uttered a exclamation, "there is immortal martial will on it."
"It may be that an immortal died here, and his flesh and blood permeated and affected the land." Ling Han nodded.
The tower vibrated gently and did not speak immediately. It seemed to be observing the sand. After a while, he said, "if you can get a lot of this sand, I can extract a kind of magic from it."
Ling Han couldn't help but tremble in his heart and said, "what magic art?"
"It's time-dependent. You have to extract it before you know it." Little Tower Road.
Hiss, isn't this the Ding family's secret art?
Ling Han can't help but be inspired. This is the secret skill of the Ding family. When every Ding family reaches a certain level of cultivation, or if the blood is born and strong, they can naturally master it. I'm afraid it's just the same. Such a secret technique is branded on Ding Zizhen's body. Even if his soul is gone, he still exists in his blood and combines with this land.
Even if ordinary people know this, they can only get inspiration from it, from small saints to middle saints and even great saints, but they can never deduce the secret of time.
Only the black tower can do this, because it is also absolutely top-level treasure in Xianyu.
Ling Han suddenly had a great motivation, while most people were on the edge of the ancient coffin to understand, he began to collect mud. In the black tower, grains of Jinsha appear and accumulate into a hill.
"Is that enough?" He asked.
"Not enough." Little Tower Road.
……
"Is that enough?"
"Not enough!"
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Ling Han continued to move sand. Three months later, the tower reluctantly nodded and said that he could have a try. After all, the Jinsha was only contaminated with some immortal blood. After all, the year passed, and the martial arts will had already begun to dissipate.
If it had not been for the time-dependent magic, I'm afraid it would not have been preserved until now.
Linghan goes to the immortal flame to forge the body, and the small tower extracts that type of secret method from the Jinsha, which has lasted for thousands of years.
Three days later, Ling has turned into a 10-year-old boy, not far away from the initial grasp of rebirth. And then, of course, he took wild blood elixir, and promoted his cultivation.
The late polar state!
"Take it!" Little tower said, see a spot of light flying over, emitting more bright than the sun's light, but did not produce burning blind people's pain.
"Extracted?" Ling Han asked.
"Because there is too little will in martial arts, only one link has been extracted. If you can't understand it, you will have to get so many Jinsha again." Little Tower Road.
That's about three months of hard work.
Ling Han nods, he wants to master once.
With this light spot, Ling Han came to the reincarnation tree, and then pressed the light spot on his own heavenly cover, and began to understand.
Hum!
His knowledge of Haydn roared, as if formed a tsunami, to break through his heavenly cover.
The light spot evolved in his sea of knowledge, and it had an indescribable volume. When Ling Han looked carefully, there were countless whirlpools in the light cluster. In that rotation, Ling Han seemed to see the stars from birth to destruction, and hundreds of millions of years passed in a blink of an eye.
This is the evolution of time, revealing the mystery of heaven and earth.
Ling Han tries to reach out his "hand" to touch it. Suddenly, the light ball disperses and spreads to the whole sea of knowledge, and then begins to annihilate one after another.
Annihilation means that there is no trace, and there is no further investigation.
Ling Han hastens to realize that under the samsara tree, he has nearly 400 times more time than others.
He didn't believe it. In 400 times more time, he couldn't master the secret method. Even if he was only swallowing it to get a general idea, the details could be studied slowly. Now, he only wanted to master one form.
Time quietly passed, more than a month passed, Ling Han suddenly opened his eyes.
"Years." He said softly. One moment he came to another corner of the black tower and stretched his finger to a big tree. All of a sudden, the leaves of the tree were yellow and fell to the ground. It was only a stick of incense that the time was completely dead.
"It can be considered as a preliminary grasp that under one finger, people can lose thousands of years of longevity yuan in a column of incense."
"However, this is a complete aging, not ripening, otherwise the tree should blossom and bear fruit, but without this process, it directly aged and died."
"Although I can use the power of time, I am too weak now. Even if I want to make a small pole die of old age, it still needs to be applied for a whole day. My current cultivation is not enough to support such a long time. ""Unfortunately, it would be nice if we could stop the time like the red wasteland."
Ling Han can not help feeling, is also the secret power of time, aging and stagnation are completely different concepts. If he can stop time, even for a short moment, it can play a wonderful role in the battle.
On the contrary, if we want to make the best use of it, it will take at least hundreds of millions of years to play the ultimate effect. Otherwise, it will be very painless for the upper Ganges River and Chuangshi environment to cut off thousands and hundreds of years' longevity yuan.
Wait!
Can aging be regarded as a curse? In terms of the divine realm, it is only a thousand years old life yuan in the broken virtual state. Affected by the years, it would be good to cut off the hundred year life yuan at that time, and it would be over ten times.
Ling Han's thoughts diverged and thought a lot for a while.
"Ling Han!" Tianfeng goddess suddenly said, "I'm going to break through!"
Ling Han Leng for a moment, quickly took her out of the black tower, bang long, thunder cloud dense weaving, the disaster is about to fall.
"Together." He said with a smile, just rub under, enhance his Tianwei power.
Tianfeng goddess was moved and nervous, and said: "never, the disaster is too terrible, I have enough assurance to get through, do not need your help." She was afraid of Ling Han's injury.
"Hey, hey Ling Han can't help being dark and cool, and he doesn't say that he is not afraid of the natural calamity. He just wants to realize his own way in the natural calamity. He hugs the goddess of Tianfeng with a fierce tone.
"Oh Tianfeng goddess immediately widened her eyes, only felt that Ling Han was too ridiculous, and she still had such a mind at this time.
Bang, a flash of lightning, as if God can not see down, to kill Ling Han.
Ling Han only supports the sky, the sky thunder falls, but even his little fur can't be hurt.
The goddess of Tianfeng was stunned.
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