Nourished by spiritual energy, Fang Han's physical body became increasingly strong, and his meridians became more resilient.
During his cultivation, a bold idea suddenly flashed through Fang Han's mind: the Five-Colored Divine Stone for mending the heavens can temper divine weapons, so what effect would it have if he used it to temper his physical body?
These five-colored divine stones, said to have been used to mend the heavens, contain boundless mysterious power.
If one can absorb its energy, one's physical body will surely become stronger.
After a moment's thought, Fang Han concluded that this method was feasible.
With a thought, a five-colored divine stone, radiating multicolored light, slowly appeared in his palm.
Fang Han held the divine stone with both hands and began to guide its energy into his body.
In an instant, wisps of multicolored light flowed into Fang Han's body like streams.
However, it wasn't long before Fang Han noticed that absorbing the energy was becoming increasingly difficult. No matter how hard he tried, the energy in the divine stone would no longer enter his body.
"Could it be that my cultivation level is not high enough, so I can only absorb this much?"
Fang Han pondered silently, then decisively stopped forcibly absorbing the energy and instead began circulating the "Wilderness Body Refining Technique" to guide the energy circulation within his body.
About an hour later, Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.
"This is indeed a pleasant surprise!"
He could clearly feel that his physical strength had undergone a qualitative leap. Even without using his divine sense and true energy, he could easily kill experts in the Foundation Establishment Realm or even the Divine Sense Realm.
Moreover, his foundation has become more solid.
"In this life, I will definitely forge an unparalleled foundation and become an unparalleled god! You eight bastards from Tenglong Star, just you wait, I will go back and settle accounts with you sooner or later!"
Fang Han made a silent vow in his heart.
...
It was already very late, and Fang Han finally prepared to rest.
A person like him could go for days and nights, or even ten days or half a month, without rest, without any problem at all.
But just as he was about to rest, there was a knock at the door.
"This girl."
Fang Han sighed and went to open the door.
He knew, of course, that the person knocking on the door was his beautiful apprentice, Gongsun Yaoqin.
"Is there something you need this late?"
Fang Han asked after opening the door.
Gongsun Yaoqin had taken a bath, and her hair was still a little wet.
She was wearing a white long dress and looked like an ethereal fairy.
Especially at night, under the light of the oil lamp in the room, she appears even more beautiful and charming.
“Master, there are still a few moves of the Eight Desolations Sword Technique that I haven’t fully grasped. I would like you to teach me them personally.”
Gongsun Yaoqin said after entering the room.
"With a disciple like you, your master has no need for rest."
Fang Han smiled.
He always felt that Gongsun Yaoqin had ulterior motives.
Because Gongsun Yaoqin looked at him with a special gaze, which was filled with tender affection.
Although Gongsun Yaoqin was quite restrained, he could still discern some of it.
Especially since Gongsun Yaoqin came to see him so late at night, she definitely had an ulterior motive.
But he didn't expose her. Instead, he asked Gongsun Yaoqin if there was anything she didn't understand about the sword moves, and then he demonstrated them himself.
It was so late, and the two of them couldn't go outside, so they practiced swordsmanship inside the room, with the teacher instructing them step by step.
Therefore, some physical contact between the two is inevitable.
Although Fang Han was a very self-disciplined person, he still felt somewhat swayed by the faint fragrance of Gongsun Yaoqin's body and the occasional touch of her soft body.
However, Gongsun Yaoqin was not distracted at all. She kept trying to understand what Fang Han was teaching her and then practicing it over and over again.
"Her aptitude is second only to Tantai Qiuyue's Taiyin Sacred Body. If she could become my Daoist partner, I would also benefit greatly."
Fang Han's heart stirred: "However, in this life, I will only drink from one of the three thousand rivers. I cannot repeat the mistakes of the previous life."
Although he felt that Gongsun Yaoqin was different from the eight female Daoist partners in his previous life and should not betray him, he felt that he should be firm in his Daoist heart and not have anything happen with his female disciple.
Gongsun Yaoqin seemed to have no other thoughts on her mind; aside from practicing her sword, she didn't say anything else unrelated.
"Am I overthinking things? Is this female disciple simply not avoiding me, her master?"
Fang Han's heart began to waver again.
He felt that the best relationship between the two of them would be one of pure master and disciple.
So he devoted himself to teaching swordsmanship.
Gongsun Yaoqin was his first disciple, so of course he had to teach her well.
If Gongsun Yaoqin's cultivation level is too low in the future, it will damage his reputation and face.
The two practiced swordsmanship for about half an hour.
Gongsun Yaoqin has good comprehension and has fully grasped the sword techniques taught by Fang Han.
Her Eight Desolations Sword Technique has truly reached a high level.
She truly lives up to her Chaos Dao Body; she cultivates incredibly fast and learns everything extremely quickly.
"Master, I'm a little scared to go back to my room to sleep alone."
But just as Fang Han was about to see Gongsun Yaoqin out and then rest, his beautiful apprentice suddenly said in a sweet voice.
"There's only one bed, how are we supposed to sleep?"
Fang Hantou Avenue.
If there are two beds in a room, and Gongsun Yaoqin sleeps here, it's easier to handle. But if a man and a woman are alone in the same bed, it's too easy for problems to arise.
Gongsun Yaoqin is a top-tier beauty.
Previously, he had seen Gongsun Yaoqin focused intently on learning swordsmanship and thought that this female disciple was simply not afraid to be close to him. But now that she wanted to stay overnight in his room, it was as if her intentions were as clear as day.
After all, Gongsun Yaoqin had done something similar before.
"Master, you are definitely trustworthy. Even if we sleep in the same bed, it's nothing. Nothing will happen between us because you are our master."
But Gongsun Yaoqin said...
She seemed completely open and honest.
Fang Han was taken aback.
Before he could speak, Gongsun Yaoqin continued, "You are my master, you wouldn't bully me, would you?"
"Of course not."
Fang Han had no choice but to say.
If he were to let Gongsun Yaoqin leave at this moment, it would make him seem like he had something to hide.
So Gongsun Yaoqin stayed, and even brazenly slept in Fang Han's bed.
The two slept fully clothed.
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