He tilted his head.

There was a ragged strong man sitting cross-legged in meditation beside the bed.

It was Han Juan who possessed the puppet.

At this moment, Han Juan was frowning, feeling helpless as he didn't know where to start.

Ying Wuji asked, "Brother Juanzi, what's wrong?"

Han Juan shook his head: "Suddenly I lost my meridian qi, and I really don't know how to practice."

Ying Wuji curled his lips and said, "It's mainly because your spirit is too weak. Without possessing a body, your spirit can't even exist. Now you've possessed a soybean man. If this can cultivate, how can others survive? But speaking of it, Brother Juanzi, how should spiritual cultivation be practiced?"

He was really curious about how spiritual practice should be practiced.

Although there are methods to nourish the spirit in this world, all of them are mainly focused on strengthening the body and training qi, and some mysterious ones will focus on cultivating magical powers.

Directly refine the soul.

Never seen it before.

Han Juan did not hide it from him: "It's a long story, but you can think of this way of cultivation as sword spirit, but no one has ever succeeded in the world so far."

Ying Wuji's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "You are the real deal! You really figured out a way, and you dare to do it yourself!"

Han Juan didn't try to practice anymore. He just sat on the ground with his legs spread out, looking lazy.

He half tilted his head back and sighed slowly, as if he had a thousand words to say but didn't know how to say them.

If it was the appearance of the Taoist priest with kidney deficiency before.

This picture seems to have some artistic conception.

It’s a pity that he is now a soybean man.

And he was a strong man in ragged clothes.

It looks a bit funny.

Ying Wuji was a little unhappy: "Brother Juanzi, this is you being disloyal. I didn't even keep my unique skills from you, and you're still hiding them from me?"

"Not really!"

Han Juan shook his head: "It's just that there are too many things to talk about. I don't know where to start. This spiritual practice method is extremely mysterious and it is not something I can write at all."

Ying Wuji asked: "Who is that?"

Han Juan spread his hands and said, "My master! In his early years, he met an extremely powerful sword spirit. The two hit it off immediately and spent a few days together to comprehend the truth. Together, they wrote this spiritual practice method. Unfortunately, the risk is too great and the conditions are extremely harsh, so no one in the sect dares to practice it."

Ying Wuji took out a handful of melon seeds from somewhere, and asked while eating them, "What risks, what conditions?"

Han Juan said in a deep voice: "If you want to become a spiritual practitioner, breaking through the fetal transformation stage is the only chance. In this process, you have to give up your physical body and concentrate your spirit to reach the legendary thirteenth level. The most important thing is to know the world but not be tainted by it."

"Tsk tsk! That's a bit harsh indeed!"

Ying Wuji smacked his lips. In this era where breaking through the twelfth level was considered a genius, the thirteenth level was truly out of reach.

Even Han Juan was forced to the thirteenth level by the powerful will when he was dismantling his body.

As for knowing the world but not being stained by it, that is even more abstract.

In addition, no one has ever practiced this technique before...

It's really no different from gambling with your life.

Only Han Juan could do such a thing.

Ying Wuji didn't want to ask how to practice spiritual cultivation specifically, because he personally had no intention of practicing it, and this thing had no value in promoting.

He was more interested in something else: "Brother Juanzi, can you tell me more about this sword spirit?"

Anyone who can have a sword spirit.

At least it is a heavenly-level divine weapon.

There are so many powerful people in the world today, but the only recognized divine weapon is the Sword of the Zhou Emperor left by King Wu Jifa.

Moreover, ever since the old capital of Haojing was destroyed, no Zhou emperor has been able to gain the recognition of the Zhou Emperor's Sword.

Therefore, it is almost the same whether this heavenly divine weapon exists or not.

This sword spirit must be of great importance.

Han Juan's expression suddenly became a little serious: "Even if you don't ask, I will tell you. Brother Ying, do you still remember the matter of Mingdu?"

Ying Wuji nodded: "I remember! You said you heard it all from your master. I have always been curious about why your master is so familiar with the situation inside. Could it be... that the sword spirit told him?"

"right!"

"Then this sword spirit..."

"This sword spirit is the sword spirit of the Hanguang Sword."

"Wait a minute! That's a lot of information."

Ying Wuji suddenly had a feeling of "I've got it", and this series of events seemed to be connected.

Muye Monument—Sword Immortal Conference—Mingdu.

Han Juan waited for him to digest it for a while, and felt that the inner situation could not be understood by just thinking about it, so he continued: "The three swords of the Shang King were lost during the war between Shang and Zhou. They are the swords of the Shang King. In addition to representing the pinnacle of sword-making technology at that time, they also represent the rules of the entire Central Plains human race!"

Ying Wuji's pupils shrank: "Rules?"

Han Juan nodded: "Yes! They are the old rules that have been overturned, but the Zhou system has not made obvious progress compared to the Shang system, and even the changes have not been made much, so they are still rules.

They hid in the east and west, and the Zhou royal family could not destroy them, so they could not let their rules dominate, so they searched for them for ten years. In the end, the three swords of the Shang king had nowhere to hide, and at the critical moment, the sword spirits could only leave their bodies and flee.

However, the three swords of the Shang King were too hard to be chopped or melted, so they could only find an opportunity to seal them in Mingdu, minimizing the impact of the Shang system and making room for the Zhou system. "

Ying Wuji was becoming more and more interested: "So the Taoists are holding the Sword Immortal Conference this time, have they found the original body of the Hanguang Sword?"

Han Juan shook his head: "I didn't find it, but that sword spirit senior taught us a formation to summon the Hanguang Sword, which can break through the barrier between Mingdu and the present world in one fell swoop and summon the sword."

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