I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Han Yi's eyes flickered, his murderous aura condensed but not released.

From Jin Wang's station, he deduced that there should be monks around who had not left, so the intention of the monks who had not left was obvious.

And the monk's location was clearly the place where he showed his peeping aura when he took out the Soul Bell just now.

Is this purpose clear? Or was it a last-minute idea?

Although Han Yi didn't know, it didn't prevent him from knowing what to do next.

After he asked, a sneer appeared on his face. He turned his hands and took out three fourth-level spiritual talismans from the Qiankun Ring. With a touch of magic, the spiritual talismans burned into ashes.

Of these three spiritual talismans, one is the Five Elements Shock Talisman, obtained from Qiu Yao, one of the Seven Black Gods in the Tianquan Realm, and the other is the Red Moon Immortal Killing Talisman, obtained from the Qiankun Ring of the Demon Saint Killed in the Tianquan Realm. The last one, called the Desolate Sand Universe Destruction Talisman, was obtained by killing a certain peak Jindan cultivator in Tianzhu Si Xuantian not long ago.

These three spiritual talismans are all fourth-level low-grade spiritual talismans.

As soon as the Five Elements Soul Talisman came out, the Five Elements Soul Energy turned into five colors of light, which instantly swept across several miles of land and shrouded it towards the hidden place that Han Yi noticed.

The Red Moon Immortal Killing Talisman turned into a crimson moon. The moon was like a scimitar, strange and gloomy, cutting through the space and falling in the sky.

As for the Desolate Sand Universe Destruction Talisman, as soon as it was activated, countless gravels below the pointed area seemed to come alive, flowing and jumping. Every gravel had life, and it only had half a breath of life. There is only one purpose, and that is destruction.

The gravel shot up like bullets from bottom to top, turning into a gravel storm that reversed the world, like a sand rain, but it did not go down, but upward.

In an instant, the attacks inspired by the three spiritual talismans took effect at the same time. From a distance, where Han Yi was pointing, there was a strange red moon above it, a gravel storm below it, and in the middle, there were five elements of soul energy, a triple danger.

More than ten miles away, Jin Wang's condensed body suddenly trembled, his eyes brightened again, and he even murmured for the first time here, although the voice could only be heard by himself.

"Spirit talismans, and there are three talismans in one shot. Decisive, really decisive."

"Furthermore, when activating the magic talisman, Han Yi of the Xuan Dan Sect has just been promoted to Yuanying, and his aura has not decreased much. His magic power is not as strong as that of someone who has just been promoted to Yuanying."

"Furthermore, at this moment, he really shows his murderous intention. With his spiritual talisman in front and his spiritual sword behind him, his grasp of the battle is already excellent."

Jin Wang picked up his pen, paused again, put it down and continued to watch.

In front of him, the magic talisman had landed in that area, and the roaring sound continued.

The deserted sand is endless, the crimson moon shatters the sky, and the souls sweep across the sky, blasting the space in that area to pieces. If the golden elixir cultivator, even the most powerful golden elixir peak, half-step Nascent Soul, is in In this place, the body has long been crushed into powder, and even the soul cannot escape.

But Han Yi, who was a few miles away, only had a dark expression.

Actually.

For him, these three talismans were just a test, because Han Yi knew that those who could see him defeat Huo Feicheng, the deputy head of the Yanwei Mansion, and had not left yet, and were still peeping, must think that their strength lies in Huo Feicheng. Above Fei Cheng, that is to say, this hidden monk is definitely in the middle stage of Yuanying, or even... the late stage of Yuanying.

No matter what, if someone with ulterior motives peeks around, Han Yi's first action is naturally to blast the opponent out.

Although the fourth-level spiritual talisman is precious, for him now, it can only be used as a means of testing.

And at this moment.

Under the spiritual talisman, a figure finally appeared.

This is a middle-aged man with a pale face and no trace of blood. The aura of the middle-aged man is not like a living person, but more like a dead person.

This state is very similar to what Han Yi once encountered in the Tianquan Realm, the corpse puppets in the Endless Corpse Realm where Yuan Shun is located, but those corpse puppets are already part of the inner space of Yuan Shun, which is also part of the Endless Corpse Realm, and in front of him , this monk who resembles a corpse puppet is a strange state of self-cultivation.

Although this middle-aged monk was forced to appear, his face was staring at Han Yi, no longer hiding it, showing greed.

It was walking in the deserted sand of destruction, and a death-gray light emitted from its hand. The short life given to the approaching gravel died in an instant. The gravel, which had the speed of a bullet, lost all kinetic energy in an instant and stopped. Then, it fell down and returned to the ground.

The shattered red moon also lost its color in an instant, turning from crimson to pale white, and then shattered into endless powder, floating in the wind, strangely receding, and the world became clear.

On the other side, the shock that swept across changed from invisible to tangible, and turned into a five-color wheel. With just a slight squeeze, the five-color wheel made a tangible clicking sound, broke into pieces very quickly, and fell down. , in mid-air, it shook slightly again, returned to formlessness, turned into soul energy, and dispersed in all directions.

In an instant.

The three fourth-level spiritual talismans could not even walk for a breath, and they were already in front of the middle-aged monk, leaving no trace.

Han Yi's pupils shrank, but inside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew this middle-aged monk, or to be more precise, there was this monk's memory in Xia Quan's soul.

The seventh sect of the Soul Palace, the elder of the Sky Burial Palace, Yan Zhan.

What made Han Yi breathe a sigh of relief was that although Yan Zhan was in the middle stage of Yuanying, and he was also a senior level in the middle stage of Yuanying, he was far from the late stage of Yuanying.

If he was not in the late Nascent Soul stage, then Han Yi would naturally have nothing to fear.

However, the other party is a monk from the Soul Palace. The art of cultivation is soul magic. Moreover, the soul skills of the Sky Burial Palace are even more bizarre and unpredictable. Many of them are related to death. No wonder, this middle-aged monk gave Han Yi the first It feels like a corpse.

"It turns out to be the Sky Burial Hall. Elder Yan Zhan. What, is the injury Elder Yan suffered last time already healed?"

Han Yi sneered and said.

The content of what he said was also something that happened in Xia Quan's soul.

More than ten years ago, Xia Quan refined the true disciple of the Jiuding Sect into a soul slave, triggering the War between the Two Holy Lands. At that time, Yan Zhan was blocked by an elder of the late Nascent Soul of the Jiuding Sect and almost died. After escaping, he hid in a certain soul palace. In the hall, I practiced for a long time before recovering.

As soon as these words came out, Yan Zhan's face darkened, his pale face became even more terrifying, and corpse energy surged in his eyes, which was extremely horrifying.

"Xuan Dan Sect, Han Yi?"

"The thing on your waist is the spiritual treasure of my soul palace. Hand it over obediently and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will train you into a soul puppet and your Nascent Soul will be trapped in the soul burial space, suffering endless suffering and unable to survive. , I can’t die."

A few miles away, Han Yi, who was facing tit-for-tat, smiled.

"Elder Yan, I am the soul seed of Tiangang Palace, and I have received the soul seal of Soul Palace. Aren't you afraid that the master of Tiangang Palace will arrest your Nascent Soul and throw it into Tiangang Tower?"

"Furthermore, now that I have been promoted to Nascent Soul, you, old guy, are you going to die if you come to me?"

When Han Yi said the first sentence, he still had a sneer. When he said the second sentence, his face was already stern, and the hidden murderous intent exploded.

Although Yan Zhan's expression did not change, he was shocked. Although he was sure that Han Yi was not a soul seed, Tiangang Hall was the first hall of the Soul Hall, and the rules were different from those of the other twelve halls. In case Han Yi, He really has lost the soul seal of the Soul Palace, and it is recorded in the book. If he takes action against it and provokes the elders of the Soul Palace and even the master of the Soul Palace, it will be a big disaster for him.

In that Gang Pagoda, two powerful gods were once detained, and according to rumors, even the gods were wailing endlessly, neither alive nor dead.

but.

Han Yi's second sentence made him look gloomy.

Nascent Soul can live up to a thousand years old, while Yan Zhan is already over seven hundred years old. Over the past few hundred years, countless battles have honed his keen sense of battle.

After being frightened and gloomy, he immediately reacted.

No matter what Han Yi in front of him said, he would take action, so why waste time and effort to capture him, seize the soul bell, and press it to Tiangang Palace, then he would know whether what Han Yi said was true or false.

And for the Soul Palace, I have absolutely made meritorious deeds.

Peeling away the cocoons and seeing the essence clearly is the most direct, simplest, most effective, and the best solution for you.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhan's face returned to calmness, but a few miles away, Han Yi saw this and knew that the power of words could not affect the situation of the battle, so he simply stopped talking.

Both sides, after a simultaneous pause, launched attacks at the same time.

Yan Zhan had watched Han Yi fight against Huo Feicheng, and knew that Han Yi not only practiced a certain soul palace inheritance, but also that Han Yi practiced both spirit and body. He also knew that Han Yi was a swordsman with powerful attack power.

Therefore, he did not have any contempt for it. As soon as he came up, he directly sacrificed the spirit treasure, expanded the space of the spirit treasure, and even blessed the magical power. As soon as he came up, he went all out.

He waved his hand gently, and a white scroll appeared in the air. Then, the scroll suddenly opened and expanded rapidly, turning dozens of kilometers into another space.

Lingbao, a picture of a soul buried in the sky.

And in the space where the Sky Burial Soul Puppet Map unfolds, magical powers are also activated.

Previously, Huo Feicheng's fire flag unfolded into a prison of fire, blessed by the supernatural power of hell fire. But now, Yan Zhan's Soul Burial Puppet Figure, after unfolding, becomes... the Soul Burial Space.

And its magical power is: Soul Puppet.

In the soul burial space, gray-white figures emerged one after another. These figures were all monks killed by Yan Zhan, who captured their souls, retrained their bodies, and turned them into his own soul puppets.

Pictures of soul burial in the sky, soul burial space, and magical soul puppet.

Han Yi's face darkened.

Today's two battles let him know that the fighting methods of Nascent Soul monks who possess spiritual treasures and magical powers are different from those of Golden Core monks.

Generally, monks in the early stage of Yuanying rarely have spiritual treasures. Although they have magical powers, they are only more powerful skills and spells. However, most monks in the middle stage of Yuanying have spiritual treasures, which are blessed with magical powers. The spiritual treasures increase the magical power. Its power and fighting methods have undergone completely new changes.

Although Han Yi had previously used soul skills to defeat Huo Feicheng, he was not sure whether this magical use of soul skills would be effective on Yan Zhan. After all, the other party was also proficient in soul skills, and he would not use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, he had taken Xia Quan from the Soul Slave Space, and if it was taken away, everything he had would belong to the other party.

When his thoughts surged, dozens of soul puppets were already approaching. Han Yi did not panic. The Qingping sword that was always hanging in front of him swept out in an instant and slashed across, killing many soul puppets one by one.

These soul puppets are not pure divine soul Yuanying, but a deep combination of the divine soul Yuanying and the physical body. It was Yan Zhan who refined it with the secret techniques of the Sky Burial Palace and endowed it with the magical power of 'soul puppet', so he has the ability to attack the physical body and the body at the same time The strange ability of the Soul Nascent Soul.

but.

Useless.

Han Yi's secret soul-killing technique is attached to the Qingping Sword. Whether it is the soul, Nascent Soul or the physical body, it can be destroyed with one stroke.

After discovering this, Han Yi smiled. He had worried too much before. The other party was a monk from the Soul Palace, and what he was not afraid of the most was the soul attack. As long as he did not use the Soul Slave Space to give the other party a chance to take advantage of it. , you can be invincible.

Think of this.

Han Yi took out the Demon Suppressing Sword and the Spring and Autumn Sword again, and the three swords moved together, turning into a storm of sword light, setting off a storm of destruction in this soul-burial space.

Countless soul puppets melted under the sword light one after another, whether they were physical bodies or souls and souls, they were all killed one by one.

Among them, most are golden elixirs, and there are only seven Yuanying soul puppets, six of which are in the early stage of Yuanying and one is in the middle stage of Yuanying.

In the soul burial space, each soul puppet can cast a solidified soul technique.

This was a siege. An ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would have been killed long ago by strange spiritual attacks and physical attacks.

Little did I know.

What Han Yi is least afraid of is siege.

At this moment, in the space inside his body, Nascent Soul was wearing armor, and besides the armor, there were soul swords arrayed in array. This was Han Yi's experience in fighting the enemy, using offense as defense and multiple defenses.

But he thought too much.

The outside soul arts can basically not break through your own soul sword formation, but your own sword, attached to the soul-slaying weapon, can kill the soul puppets that could have reunited their bodies and souls, leaving nothing behind. .

It only takes three breaths.

In the soul burial space, there were only two early-stage Nascent Soul soul puppets and one mid-stage Nascent Soul soul puppet left, while the other soul puppets that had reunited with their bodies did not move anymore.

This scene.

Yan Zhan's expression changed drastically.

"Soul-killing?"

"Your major is soul-killing."

But in an instant, he became gloomy again. For him, the golden elixir can be damaged and the Nascent Soul is hard to find. In this battle, he has already lost four Nascent Soul Soul Puppets, which is a big loss. He must deal with Han Yi. Get this loss back.

"snort."

"However, knowing that your major is soul-slaying, it will be easier to deal with."

As soon as Yan Zhan had an idea, the middle-stage Nascent Soul Soul Puppet standing in the Soul Burial Space suddenly opened its eyes, and gray light appeared in a fan shape, heading toward Han Yi to destroy it.

A strange soul attack followed the surging light and landed on Han Yi.

When Han Yi saw this, he was extremely vigilant, but the speed of the light was too fast, and he only moved half of his body to the side. The light had already reached his body, and then his whole body trembled slightly.

In the space inside his body, in front of the Nascent Soul, a gray light appeared in an instant. Then, he pushed forward, the formation spread out, and the Soul Sword shattered.

Then, he was approaching Han Yi Yuanying.

But Han Yi was already prepared. Yan Zhan thought that he majored in souls and souls, but he didn't know that because of the proficiency panel, all his soul skills could reach their strongest level instantly, without any shortcomings.

I saw him point forward heavily, and his soul fell into gray light in an instant.

The light was visibly sluggish to the naked eye, and its speed became slower and slower. Finally, it stopped completely when it reached a foot in front of Yuanying. Then, it seemed as if ice and snow met a raging fire, slowly melting.

Although its dissolution speed is not fast, much slower than Han Yi's previous Soul Decay, which fell on top of other monks' souls, this kind of dissolution is firm and irreversible.

Three breaths.

After three breaths, this ray of light completely turned into nothingness, and Han Yi's Nascent Soul breathed a sigh of relief.

Talk about it.

The most powerful of his soul skills at the moment are the five sects that were cultivated in the Nine Layer Soul Tower. As for seizing the inheritance from Xiaquan and Disha Palace, the Nine-Destroying Soul Bell, it is not strong, even the most powerful. The powerful Earth Evil Soul Sword can only return to the original nature, which is still one step away from being extraordinary and becoming a saint. The other three auxiliary soul arts, the Nine Destruction Soul Seal, the Soul Forbidden Technique and the Soul Destroying Bell, can only first enter the level of returning to the original nature.

However, as long as the inheritance of the Nine-Destroying Soul Bell is practiced to the level of transcendence and sainthood, these four soul arts will be brought to the level of transcendence and sainthood, reaching the peak in an instant.

This is the proficiency panel, the unparalleled place in practicing soul arts.

now.

On Qingchi Mountain, when the soul technique and soul puppet, which had transformed into supernatural powers, fell on Han Yi, Han Yi became motionless for an instant, and Yan Zhan finally showed a smile.

Having been possessed by his own soul puppet, Han Yi's life and death is already in his own hands. Next, whether it is the soul-death bell or everything Han Yi has, it will become his nourishment, helping him to reach the late stage of Nascent Soul. Take a step.

But within three breaths, the three swords that had stopped whizzed past, killing the only three soul puppets left in the soul burial space on the spot. Even the only thing he had obtained in these hundreds of years was Every mid-stage Nascent Soul soul puppet was chopped to death by the Qingping Sword. The physical body and the Nascent Soul that were imprisoned and controlled were all destroyed.

The smile on Yan Zhan's face solidified, and in an instant, it turned into overwhelming anger.

but.

When the shock and anger were still lingering, I saw a sword rising wildly, slashing down horizontally, cutting the soul-burial space where there was no more soul puppets into two parts, splitting the soul-burial space into two parts, and returning to the sky. The soul-burial puppet map , But this spiritual treasure has been split into two pieces and fell down.

This scene was repeated twice in one day on Qingchi Mountain. The last time was the Fiery Flag, and this time it was the Soul Burial in the Sky.

same moment.

Han Yi, who was using all his strength to command Qingping, his eyes widened. He already knew that a rare opportunity had come. He did not hesitate to pick up the Soul Bell from his waist. His soul energy surged, and he dropped it into the Soul Bell. shake.

After all, he had not yet refined this spiritual treasure. The previous blow to overcome the demonic tribulation was not easy, but this time, his Yuan Ying was even more injured, and it was reflected in his body. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. A serious injury.

But Han Yi's eyes suddenly brightened.

Then, with another heavy shake, his soul energy breath dropped, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. The Yuanying escaped from the body for the first time, and several soul-destroying techniques were performed one after another. .

the other side.

Qingping's sword is broken, and the bell rings for the soul.

All the soul puppets were chopped off, and the spirit treasures cracked and fell. Yan Zhan, who looked in disbelief, had a look of horror on his face, and even suffered a backlash. His breath suddenly became weak. What caught his eyes was a swift attack. Long sword.

He was about to use other spells to block the sword, but he found a roar falling into his head, shocking his Yuanying and losing his composure. When he reacted, only one word flashed through his mind: "Soul Bell" '.

then.

puff!

The Qingping sword passed by, and the huge head turned around and rose into the sky.

Not finished yet.

The death bell rang again, and the Nascent Soul, which escaped from the headless body, was shaking unsteadily for an instant, and its eyes were dull.

If Han Yi completely refined the Soul Bell, Yan Zhan's Nascent Soul would be completely destroyed with just one blow. However, Han Yi just forced the Soul Bell to be activated and could exert 30% of the power of this spiritual treasure. Not easy.

Just when Yan Zhan Yuanying was attacked by the Soul Soul Bell and half of his soul energy was dispersed, there was another attack. The Yuanying that escaped from Han Yi's body crossed several miles and landed on Yan Zhan Yuanying.

The Nascent Soul, which had been in a daze, came back to its senses, and instantly a cry of surprise rang out.

"Soul decay."

"It's soul failure."

"Near Immortal Soul Technique, you, you actually know this soul technique."

Yan Zhan, who was left with only Nascent Soul, no longer had any anger, but only fear.

If he didn't hesitate, Yuanying would escape and leave.

But it was too late.

In an instant.

Another soul declined in Nascent Soul, then the second, the third...

And the sword that cut off his body also turned back and struck down hard.

Kill the soul and fall again.

Yuanying paused and turned around with difficulty, but only half of his body was turned before it completely disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.

The sky above Qingchi Palace.

The light in Han Yi's eyes gradually extinguished, and his breath plummeted even further.

And this battle.

He used his body as a Nascent Soul in the early Jin Dynasty to kill the elder of the Heavenly Burial Hall and Yan Zhan in the middle Nascent Soul on Qingchi Mountain. This incident was bound to spread, and the storm it caused was unusual.

But he didn't care, he didn't try to become famous, and he didn't try to hide it either.

I saw him waving gently, recalling the sky-burial soul puppet that fell and split into two pieces, and the Qiankun ring on Yan Zhan's headless body. Then, he took a deep look at Jin Wang, who was more than ten miles away. Dare to stay.

Release the fairy boat and go south.

Next…

Return to the clan.