Eternal Life: I hold the door to eternal life

Fang Han had already taken the spirit into his body and sat in meditation for more than ten minutes, but the mysterious calamity Yan mentioned had not yet arrived. He could not help but ask again: "Yan, can you be more accurate in your words? Since you started refining the spirit, none of your words have made sense. What kind of bullshit calamity is this?"

Yan sighed, "Before you, there were more than a hundred people who used the Three Talents Soul Refining Method to refine their spirits, and the calamities that happened to them were not the same. However, although it is impossible to predict what the specific calamity is, there are no more than heavenly calamity, earthly calamity, human calamity and mental calamity. It has been such a long time, and there has been no movement from the heavenly calamity, earthly calamity and mental calamity, so it can only be a human calamity. Just focus on recovering your strength and prepare to continue fighting!"

The so-called heavenly calamity is an unusual phenomenon that occurs in the sky, bringing down natural disasters such as wind, thunder, fire, and lightning to kill those who are susceptible to the calamity.

Earth disasters are sudden disasters such as landslides, ground fissures, underground fires, poisonous miasma, etc., which make it impossible for the victims to escape death.

The heart calamity is when a demon appears in the heart of the person who is to be calamed, disturbing the person's mind, and finally causing the person's mind to collapse and die.

Human calamity is a man-made disaster, also called killing calamity. Those who are afflicted will often be slaughtered by powerful people with a huge difference in strength.

Fang Han said unhappily: "I don't have a single blood pill, how can I recover my strength? I can't use all these magic crystals and jades now!"

Yan thought for a moment and said, "The fusion of your spirit and body can greatly increase your strength. You should familiarize yourself with it first, so that you won't lose control during a fight. In addition, most of my soul essence has been lost, and my cultivation level is unstable. It will take some time to recover. It's best to wait until I recover before going out. For a short period of time, this place should be safe."

Fang Han said: "Yan, can't we avoid the calamity? Let's go back to Yuhuamen directly, and see who dares to chase us."

Yan said disdainfully: "If you can avoid it, it's not a calamity. I can guarantee that even if you return to Yuhuamen, someone will inexplicably want to kill you. There is a lesson from the past. Human calamity is the most difficult to resist, because you don't know when it will start and when it will end. Maybe you have suffered a brutal fight and thought that the human calamity has passed, but the next moment someone will want to kill you again.

I have seen a strong man in the realm of magical powers. After feeding his spirit, he hid in his cave for three whole years. If someone came to provoke him, he would cause a fight without reason. For three whole years, he had no peace for a single day. He should honestly restore his cultivation and improve his combat power. "

Fang Han grinned when he heard this. He had never thought that there were so many details in the calamity. But there was no other way now. Fang Han could only hold his breath and concentrate, carefully feeling the changes in his own strength after the spirit merged into his body.

Fang Han's blood and flesh essence had not yet fully recovered. He only felt that his strength had increased a lot, but he felt very weak and empty, and he could not clearly feel how much his strength had increased. His mental strength had more than doubled. Before, when Fang Han manipulated the Seven Killing Sword Formation, the sword energy could only cover a range of more than ten meters. If he manipulated his mental strength now, Fang Han was confident that he could manipulate the Seven Killing Sword Formation to carry out indiscriminate attacks within a range of thirty meters. If he manipulated the Thunder Sword, he could manipulate it as easily as using his own arm within a range of a hundred meters.

At this time, the surface of the magic crystal vein above Fang Han's head was already riddled with holes. The veins within a hundred miles had been beaten into countless mine holes by countless gold-eating demon ants. The gold-eating demon ants were moving in groups to carry the magic crystal jade out of the mine holes.

Gold-eating demon ants are rare creatures among the demons, and they do not like to kill. They are as big as adults, and they like to eat all kinds of underground mineral veins, but their cultivation is not high, and they have no means of attack. The ant king is only equivalent to a cultivator of the fifth level of the physical body, and most of them are enslaved by the powerful demons as miners.

At the top of the vein, Mo Qing looked around the vein with a gloomy face and asked, "Mo Chan, how long will it take to mine this vein?"

Mochan replied: "With two hundred thousand gold-eating demon ants mining at the same time, the mineral veins within a hundred miles should be mined out within seven days."

Mo Qing said dissatisfiedly: "Pass the order and continue to summon the gold-eating demon ants. The ore vein here must be mined within three days. Father means that since it has been discovered, it cannot be concealed. Before someone comes to fight for it, if we can mine all the exposed ore veins and then use magic power to restore the landform, it will be a foolproof plan!"

Mo Chan said: "But, all the gold-eating devil ants within a 3,000-mile radius have been summoned here..."

Mo Qing interrupted, "No matter what method you use, even if you and Mo Zhen do it yourself, you must finish harvesting within three days! This is the order of the emperor."

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Deep inside the mine, Fang Han sat in silence with his eyes closed, while the Thunder Sword, under Fang Han's control, flew up and down in the mine cave with extraordinary agility, slashing everywhere. After a while, the cave was expanded by a circle. Now the cave is nearly 200 square meters.

It took about half an hour for Fang Han to become completely familiar with the changes in his mental power. He knew that his strength could not be improved in a short period of time. He asked, "Yan, how long will it take for you to fully recover?"

Yan replied: "The realm is temporarily stabilized, but the essence of the soul is damaged and there is no way to recover in a short time. It will take at least two days to fully recover."

Fang Han thought to himself: "Now Fang Rentu has merged into my body. In other words, I am Fang Rentu. I might as well take this opportunity to comprehend the Little Fate Technique!"

Fang Han Siding then used his mental power to gently touch the drop of essence and blood left in Fang Qingxue's brain.

After two or three breaths, a faint melody slowly sounded in his mind. Fang Han listened attentively. This melody was mysterious and indescribable. When people listened to it, they felt that a mysterious pressure was binding them tightly, and they couldn't help but feel powerless from the heart, as if their every word and action were controlled by this melody. They couldn't get rid of it, and they were powerless to get rid of it!

In Fang Han's mind, the melody was getting louder and louder, and a weak vibration had begun to be transmitted, shaking Fang Han's brain. The mysterious pressure was also getting stronger and stronger.

Fang Han was sweating all over, with an unyielding look on his face and clenched teeth. While trying his best to resist the pressure, Fang Han still listened attentively to the changes in the melody.

If Fang Han concentrates and uses Yuan Chen Spirit Technique at this time, he can use this pressure to temper his mental strength, making it tougher and thus quickly breaking through the current realm.

But Fang Han did not want to use the pressure of the Small Fate Art to temper his spirit and break through the realm. What he wanted was to comprehend the mystery of the Small Fate Art and to master this secret art that governs the three thousand great ways forever.

As time passed, the melody of the small destiny technique became louder and louder, the pressure became stronger and stronger, and the vibration became more and more violent. A majestic voice that despised everything suddenly sounded in the depths of Fang Han's soul.

"Submit, all living things have their own destiny, and I am the one who controls their destiny. Submitting to me means submitting to your destiny!"

"You are a humble and weak being. Your great destiny cannot be resisted. Submitting to destiny is your only choice. Submit..."

Talking about it on paper is always shallow. Fang Han had also felt the extraordinary power of the Small Fate Technique between the lines of the original work. Now, he experienced it personally and finally realized that the power of the Small Fate Technique was so irresistible.