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Until now, Han Feng has also figured out that the realm of the ten lines may not be obtained through hard work.

The classics left to him by his father may be really useful.

So in the following time, Han Feng devoted himself to these classics again.

At first, he focused on dabbling in all the secret arts, supernatural powers, and combat skills of the witch clan...

From the beginning of understanding, exploration, and cultivation...it took decades.

Although he has benefited a lot and even improved his combat effectiveness, he still has no signs of breaking through the ten lines.

So Han Feng began to expand the scope of his research again, and even began to dabble in various classics of the Nether Race.

This not only allowed Han Feng to deepen his understanding of the Nether Race, but he also gained a lot of insights and improved his strength, but he still couldn't break through.

However, there was an unexpected discovery.

That is, Han Feng learned from an ancient book of the Nether clan.

The two "golden pages" I got from Heidison and the Holy Tower of the Nether Race.

The symbols depicted on it are the rune secret spells comprehended by a supreme ruler of the Nether Race.

Nether tribe called it "rune rune".

Although Han Feng failed to understand the meaning of the runes, he discovered after research that the two golden pages should be one.

The spell composed together is complete, and will have some mysterious power.

Han Feng kept all this in his heart, and instinctively felt that this would be of great help to him when facing the Nether Race in the future.

At this time, Han Feng had been in the ancient bronze palace for 120 years.

Even if the time ratio of the Ancient Bronze Temple is astonishing, the outside world has already passed more than six years.

Until now, he still has not found the opportunity to break through the ten lines.

He even wondered for a while whether his father had lied to him, that there was no such thing as the so-called "ten-line witch god" realm.

In the predicament that has never been able to break through, Han Feng has been anxious, frustrated, angry...even desperate.

So struggling for several years.

Finally, Han Feng returned to calm and decided not to stay in the Ancient Bronze Palace any longer.

He got out of the demon refining pot, stepped out of the starry sky altar, returned to the small courtyard again, and met Mr. Deng.

The little old man still had a smiling expression when he saw Han Feng.

"Hey... your father cheated on you again."

Han Feng was speechless for a while, but the struggle in the ancient bronze temple these years made his state of mind sublimate again, and he was calm.

Han Feng looked at Mr. Deng, and humbly asked for advice: "Mr. Deng, is there really a ten-line realm in this world?"

Elder Deng grinned, nodded and said, "Of course, you've only seen two."

Han Feng showed a look of astonishment, "I have seen two ten-striped witch gods, you mean, my father has reached the ten-striped realm?"

Elder Deng nodded.

Han Feng is not surprised, if not, why would his father leave here.

However, the second witch god mentioned by the other party?

Han Feng's eyes couldn't help scanning the little old man.

"There's no need to guess, it's me, the old man.

Back then, I also stepped into the realm of ten lines, but I had a fight with a guy outside the starry sky. "

Han Feng was shocked when he heard the words, he didn't expect that this little old man was actually a witch god, who the hell could defeat him?

The doubts in his heart disappeared, and Han Feng couldn't help asking: "Mr. Deng, since you have broken through the realm of witch gods, do you know, do you have any tricks?"

Now that Han Feng is struggling with no hope of breaking through, there is someone who has experienced it in front of him, so he naturally wants to ask for some experience.

However, Mr. Deng shook his head and said: "The realm of ten lines is already a realm of Taoism. Everyone has different life experiences and choices, and the Tao is naturally different. How can there be shortcuts and tricks?"

When Han Feng heard the words, he was speechless for a while.

The old man stood up and patted Han Feng with the broken wooden fan.

"Young man, relax, if you can become a witch god just by hard work, then your thinking about the realm of ten lines is too simple.

If you want to gain the Tao, you must pay attention to the word "enlightenment". Cultivation is only one of the means to enlighten the Tao.

In the three thousand worlds, there is a way everywhere, go out more often, take a look at this world, find your own way! "

When Han Feng heard the words, he was stunned for a while, and seemed to have a clear understanding in his heart.

Immediately, Han Feng bowed to Mr. Deng.

"Thank you senior for pointing out the maze, this junior should really go out for a walk!"

……

So, Han Feng bid farewell to Mr. Deng, left the core area again, and returned to Wushen Mountain for the third time.

This time, Han Feng no longer thought about how much time he had left, nor did he think about what the situation in Lingwu Continent would be like.

As if he was born and raised in this world, he began to travel around.

He first went to the main part of Wushen Mountain separately, and then traveled in the vast territory of Wushen Mountain and lived in different identities.

Sometimes, he is a hunter hunting alone in the forest.

From time to time, he would enter the cities established by some big tribes and become one of the bustling passers-by.

Sometimes, I rent a stall by myself, selling animal skins, medicinal herbs...

Han Feng also returned to the Tieshan tribe and lived there for a period of time.

Or join some small tribes, become a low-level warrior of the tribe, and live together with ordinary Wu people.

Even, Han Feng will travel to the territory of the Nether tribe and overthrow the holy tower of the Nether tribe.

When the Nether tribe finally erected the holy tower again, he went to push it down again, so angry that the five Nether tribe leaders jumped and cursed, trying to fight Han Feng desperately, but they couldn't beat it at all.

And Han Feng would sometimes return to the core area. Now that his cultivation level at the peak of Jiuwen, he no longer needed the decree of Wushen Mountain, he could come and go freely.

Back in the core area, he would drink and chat with Mr. Deng, or fight with those true spirits to hone his combat skills.

Even Han Feng would use all kinds of rare treasures from the outside world to exchange his body's essence and blood with them to cultivate his own Twelve Demon Heaven's Dharma Aspects.

In the end, all twelve dharma signs were practiced, and Han Feng got a huge improvement without knowing it.

But he still failed to break through the realm of ten lines.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and it is several years in a blink of an eye.

Counting the penance in the Bronze Temple before, and leading the Wushenshan tribe to fight against the Nether tribe.

It has been 12 years since Han Feng came to the Lost Land.

Today, Han Feng once again toppled the holy tower of the Nether clan, carrying a jug of refined wine, and prepared to go to the core area to find Mr. Deng for a drink.

Passing through Jinshen Mountain, he wanted to say hello to Yao Zhong before leaving.

But Yao Yuelan, the current owner of Jinshen Mountain, stayed behind and invited him to have dinner with him.

The first thousand and 790 chapters of all things and five elements

In the middle of the night, Jinshen Mountain, there is an elegant small courtyard in the back mountain, the courtyard is fenced, the courtyard is full of flowers and plants, small bridges and flowing water, winding paths lead to secluded places, and an attic has been repaired in the depths.

Its style is somewhat different from most of the rough architectural styles of Jinshenshan.

At this time, it was the cold winter, the sky was full of snowflakes, the small building was covered with silver, and the lanterns were just lit, which added a different sense of beauty.

This building is Yao Yuelan, and it was specially built for Han Feng, although Han Feng has never been here a few times, and he has never stayed here.

At this moment, the second floor of the attic was brightly lit, and a knee-high round wooden low table was filled with sumptuous dishes.

On one side by the window, two jugs of hot wine were being warmed on the fire with the chimney connected to the roof. The whole room was as warm as spring and very comfortable.

At this moment, Han Feng is sitting on a piece of soft animal skin, drinking and eating vegetables, chatting with the person opposite from time to time.

Sitting on the same floor as him was Yao Yuelan, the owner of Jinshen Mountain.

Today's Yao Yuelan was wearing a pale gold silk dress with a golden belt inlaid with jade around her waist.

Her hair was high, with black hair hanging down her sides, and two pale gold jewels that exuded golden brilliance hung from her ears, making her already white skin even more fair and charming.

Moreover, now that she has successfully stepped into the realm of eight patterns, not only her strength has greatly increased, but also the vitality in her body has become more magnificent, and her skin has become fairer and more tender.

Moreover, having been in a high position for many years has made her youthful and immature aura fade away. In her beauty, there is a little more nobility and elegance of the Lord of Jinshen Mountain, which makes her look more charming.

Moreover, perhaps because she drank too much wine, two red clouds rose on Yao Yuelan's cheeks, and her eyes were slightly blurred.

At this moment, she felt a little hot in the room, and gently unbuttoned a button on the collar, revealing a charming snow-white gully in the plump and straight part.

Make this warm room in the ice and snow, the temperature rise.

Han Feng, who was drinking with his head down, raised his head and saw this scene. He was also slightly taken aback, and his eyes naturally moved away.

He said calmly: "Miss Yuelan, why hasn't the old mountain master come yet?"

Han Feng passed by Jinshen Mountain today and met Yao Yuelan, who invited him to have dinner with him.

Han Feng couldn't refuse, so he asked her to call the old mountain master Yao Zhong to have a drink together.

Unexpectedly, the two drank three rounds, and seeing that it was late at night and the other party hadn't arrived, Han Feng was naturally a little strange.

Yao Yuelan heard the words, but her red lips parted slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth, and a charming smile.

"It's so late, my father probably won't come."

"Not coming?" Han Feng was surprised.

"My father has been very carefree since he passed on the position of the master of Jinshen Mountain to me.

I just got a concubine last month, and I like it very much. Most likely, I am happy in bed now. "

"Uh..." Han Feng was sweating secretly, thinking that there is no girl who talks about his father like that.

Yao Yuelan raised her eyes suddenly, and glanced at Han Feng with blurred eyes.

"What about you, have you stayed in Wushen Mountain for so many years and traveled around, do you have a sweetheart?"

Hearing this, Han Feng shook his head.

"There won't be."

Yao Yuelan paused, then smiled and said: "That's right, if there is, I guess you are like my father. It's so late, how can you be in the mood to drink with me, a loner."

Speaking of this, her beautiful moist eyes couldn't help but blink, and she leaned forward, looking at Han Feng.

Looking at it from this angle, the snow-white deep ditch is extraordinarily dazzling, really unfathomable.

Han Feng's eyes swept over, and he quickly looked at his nose and his heart, like a holy monk in meditation, already knowing what will happen next.

Sure enough, Yao Yuelan said in an ambiguous tone: "How about it, have you considered it, do you want to try it with me, anyway, we don't have any companions?

Don't you want to have a beautiful girl warm your bed in such a cold day? "

When Han Feng heard this, he smiled wryly in his heart.

Again.

Back then when he regained his strength, Han Feng decided to return to the Lingwu Continent. In order to avoid misunderstandings with this woman, he deliberately kept a distance from her.

I thought Yao Yuelan would understand, but I didn't expect this woman to be extremely stubborn, as if she had identified herself.

When he led the Wushenshan tribe to fight against the Nether tribe, this woman boldly expressed her heart to herself, and Han Feng also resolutely refused.

Unexpectedly, the other party still refused to give up and showed love to himself many times.

Until the other party became the master of Jinshen Mountain, Han Feng practiced in the Ancient Bronze Palace for many years.

He thought to himself, Yao Yuelan probably won't have any thoughts about him anymore, maybe they already have a family.

Unexpectedly, this Lord Mountain Lord, when he saw Han Feng for the first time a few years ago, still directly and boldly expressed his love to him.

They even want Han Feng to become the master of Jinshen Mountain, and she will bear Han Feng's children.

A few years have passed, and now goodbye, the other party is still the same.