This can be regarded as fate. It is rare to meet a sword fanatic.
Among Ling Han's six disciples, Kang Xiuyuan and Yun Yongwang both learned alchemy from him. In terms of martial arts, they only seek realms. Their combat prowess is at the scum level in the same realm. This was caused by the bad influence of his previous life.
Chen Ruijing uses a knife, while Jiang Yuefeng uses a variety of tricks. He can use everything, but he is not good at anything. He is also very similar to Ling Han in his previous life. As for the two apprentices he received in this life, Ding Ping was better at hand-to-hand combat because of his fierce strength, using his fists to solve problems.
Although Jiu Yao hasn't been taught much yet, he is extremely talented and can summon monsters, so his skills cannot be the way of the sword.
Therefore, Ling Han could not find anyone to inherit his thunder sword technique!
Now seeing that Han Dong was devoted to the sword and had formed a cause and effect, he simply taught him some of the secrets of Thunder Sword Technique.
Of course, apart from Ling Han, there is basically no other person in the world who can completely master the Thunder Sword Technique - first of all, can you calmly observe it during the catastrophe
Just this step eliminated everyone.
Ling Han took a breath and strode into Taiyang Palace.
At this time, if anyone is interested, they will find that although the three characters above are still grand, they seem to have lost a certain charm.
Xiaoji is in the middle stage, so cool!
Ling Han was very satisfied. If he relied on his own cultivation, even if there was a steady stream of pills to take, it would take at least a hundred years to complete such an accumulation. But now, only half a day has not arrived. If this is not satisfactory, then it is too unsatisfactory.
He couldn't help but look forward to it even more. Could the remaining eight palaces... also get such a harvest
This made him excited, and his steps were a little faster.
There are no furnishings in the palace, and it is actually a hollow design. It is more like a large garden than a palace, with a grass planted in the middle.
It's obviously grass, but it's a hundred feet high. It's green all over, and there's a small fruit on the top, but it's about the size of a soybean, which is completely out of proportion to the huge body.
Ling Han immediately showed a look of surprise.
He now controls 810,000 basic magical medicines in the God Realm. Even if there are new ones, they are derived from 810,000 medicinal materials. He can trace them back to their origins and deduce the properties of new quality medicines.
And the one in front of me is a twenty-level magic medicine!
A magical medicine that reaches the seventeenth level can be called a saint, and a twenty-level medicine... that is the Holy King's great medicine!
If you eat this fruit, can a mortal reach the sky in one step and directly reach the creation state? Although the combat power of such a Creation Realm is definitely at the bottom among the same level, it is definitely easy to suppress the existence below the Saint.
Not to mention anything else, just the words "Saint King's Great Medicine" make people ready to move.
But for hundreds of millions of years, this great medicine has always been here, firstly because it is not mature yet, and secondly because it is certainly difficult to pick.
Ling Han looked carefully and saw that it was not the puppet that protected the holy medicine, but the formation.
He couldn't crack it, it was too complicated. He had a feeling that this was a peerless killing formation. If he tried to crack it, he would be ruthlessly attacked. With his current strength, he would definitely die!
When no one was paying attention, he summoned the formless saint again.
"Boy, I'm warning you, if you dare to interrupt my practice again, I-eh!" Sage Wuxiang was complaining. This kid was too unreasonable, and he would be thrown out every once in a while to ward off disasters.
However, when he saw the holy medicine in front of him, he immediately showed a look of shock and exclaimed: "Tian Yuan Dao Fruit!"
Ling Han was surprised and said: "Senior, do you also recognize this sacred medicine?" He only found out about it after reading the illustrated guide of magical medicines all over the world.
"Nonsense, as a saint, of course he knows all the holy medicines in the world." The Wuxiang Saint said disdainfully. He dared to doubt the vision of a saint. He was really contemptuous of him.
Ling Han chuckled and said: "Senior, there is a way to break this formation. As long as it is transplanted into the black tower, we can eat the holy medicine as food in the future."
This is of course an exaggeration, but it is very possible to harvest a holy medicine in millions of years, which is already very, very amazing.
The Wuxiang Saint did not answer Ling Han, but stared at the formation. After a while, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He couldn't help but shiver and said: "Peerless Killing Formation! Peerless Killing Formation!"
"Can it be broken?" Ling Han asked quickly. He also knew that this was a super killing formation, how to break it.
"It can't be broken!" The Wuxiang Saint shook his head, "We can only break through forcefully, but with the power of this killing formation, I'm afraid the Holy King may be beheaded!" When he said this, he was extremely entangled.
This means that they can only watch this big medicine.
The Holy King may be beheaded, so there are really only a handful of people in this world who can break through this formation and pick up the Holy Medicine.
—Not only do you need to become a Holy King, but you also need to have great combat prowess, maybe a six-star, eight-star or even ten-star genius!
Ling Han thought for a moment, and since he had no ability to collect this holy medicine now, he shouldn't worry about it and just focus on other things. With a wave of his hand, he took the formless saint into the black tower.
This saint must be very depressed, thinking that he once belonged to the strongest group in the world, but now he is called in and left by Ling Han as a nanny.
Ling Han bypassed the sacred medicine and came to the second half of the palace. There was a passage in front, and at the end was the second floor of the Medicine King's Cave.
There are no guards, it's just an empty road, but no matter how many people walk in, they will soon disappear, which is extremely weird.
Ling Han strode forward, and he observed carefully, but unknowingly, the person in front of him disappeared, and when he took a few steps forward, the footsteps behind him also disappeared.
He was left alone.
The scene changed and he appeared in a stone room. In front of him was a stone table with an hourglass placed on it, but it did not circulate.
"Random test to identify medicinal materials." A cold voice sounded without any emotion. "Within the timer, the more identified, the better the result."
"start!"
Without giving Ling Han any time to prepare, the hourglass started timing, and a shadow of a medicinal plant appeared in front of Ling Han. If he shook it with his hand, the medicinal plant could move left and right, up and down, showing all the details.
"Black Sun Tears Zhi."
"Fire maple orchid leaves."
"Watertooth grass."
“…”
"Purple Sky Ironwood Root."
Ling Han answered very quickly. He usually called out the name of the medicinal materials as soon as they were changed. Therefore, there is almost no pause in this picture, but it changes rapidly.
The hourglass flowed and completely drained out after almost half an hour.
"Passed." The cold voice said, and suddenly a jade slip appeared on the stone table. At the same time, an hourglass shadow appeared on Ling Han's head, and it began to flow.
According to that flow rate, it can last for almost ten days.
Ten days!
Ling Han couldn't help but smile.