"Enough." Gao Han pushed him away. He knew his mouth was swollen without touching it.

Zhongli Tingzhou licked his lips with satisfaction. If he were given another chance, he could kiss her until the end of time.

Otherwise, I don’t know when the next time will be.

"By the way, if you go into seclusion, what will happen to that stupid lizard?"

"Its name is Fugui, not Stupid Lizard. You gave it that name." Gao Han rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then I'll leave it with you first. Otherwise, if it wakes up in the middle of the journey, it will be inconvenient for me."

When practicing internal skills, it would be troublesome if you were interrupted.

"Then leave it to me." When it came to Gao Han's safety, Zhongli Tingzhou was not vague.

Gao Han took out Fugui from his arms and put it in his hand. "Not long after we entered Lingtian Continent, it began to sleep. It has been almost two months now. I don't know when it will wake up this time."

The same thing happened before. At that time, Fugui absorbed too much energy and fell into a deep sleep, but it didn't last as long as it is now.

But it is also understandable that Fugui’s strength was not as high as it is now. He may be evolving in a higher direction now, so he has been sleeping for so long. Therefore, he is not so panicked.

"Its breath is very steady, and it has been steadily absorbing the spiritual energy of Lingtian Continent. There will be no problem. The stupid lizard is very tough." Zhongli Tingzhou said disapprovingly.

"I hope so." After handing over his son, Gao Han left a part of the apprenticeship gifts sent by the peak masters to Zhongli Tingzhou. Spirit stones were indispensable. In case Fugui woke up while he was in seclusion and needed to replenish energy, these spirit stones would come in handy.

After returning to Wuming Peak, he began to practice seclusion and cultivate the True Yang Heart Method.

The effect of the True Yang Heart Method in Gao Han's mind would be better if it could be combined with Yang Fire practice.

The so-called Yang Fire is the fire used for refining weapons.

In this respect, the Zhenyang Heart Method seems to be born for the cold.

The reason is simple. When others practice the True Yang Heart Method, they have to find a weapon refiner to provide them with Yang Fire every day and night.

You know, not all weapon refiners can provide Yang Fire; it also depends on their cultivation level.

Gao Han didn't know how his master had refined the True Yang Heart Technique back then. The only thing he knew was this, which had a lot to do with the fact that he was a weapon refiner. If it were someone else, his master might have given them other methods or other Heart Techniques.

Gao Han intercepted a ball of original fire. The original fire was hidden in the fire of refining the weapon. It was only a very small ball. The large ball of fire that appeared during refining was actually more of an external fire. The internal fire was the original fire. The weapon that was finally condensed relied on this ball of original fire.

It was a small ball, cut by him into the size of a fingernail. Don’t underestimate it because it is quite difficult to cultivate such a ball.

He then put the fire of origin back into his dantian.

There is a huge vortex in the Dantian, which is liquid spiritual power. As the original fire enters, it is like a calm sea surface, causing waves to rise, and the vortex rotates faster and faster.

Gao Han's face turned pale. Allowing something that did not belong to the Dantian to enter was not an easy task at all. It also required the use of the Zhenyang Heart Method to refine it.

He tried to practice the True Yang Heart Method and refine it at the same time, and his dantian began to swell and ache. No wonder his master said that one must be able to endure pain to practice the True Yang Heart Method. This was not ordinary pain at all.

Once the Dantian is destroyed, the whole person will be ruined, so the Dantian can be said to be the most vulnerable part of a cultivator.

In order to alleviate the pain a little, Gao Han was practicing his mental skills while his body was absorbing the spiritual energy from the Nameless Peak.

Although Wuming Peak is isolated from the world, the spiritual energy on the mountain is the same as that of the upper nine peaks, or even more than that of the main peak.

The heavy rain on the Nameless Peak turned into light rain, and it was dripping sadly.

Tian Dao stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back, staring into the distance.

While Gao Han was practicing, Zhongli Tingzhou was also practicing at the Upper Nine Peaks.

In the white and bright world, snow was falling. A sharp white sword energy passed through the gaps between the snowflakes without touching any snowflakes, and finally fell on the mountain wall.

There were countless sword marks on the huge mountain wall, some from Zhongli Tingzhou's sword and some from Master Zixiao's sword.

Each of the sword marks belonging to Master Zixiao contains a trace of sword intent. These sword intents form a powerful impact that ordinary people dare not look directly at.

Zhongli Tingzhou not only looked straight at it, but also tried to cover it up with his sword marks. The Hunyuan Heart Sutra was running to the extreme, and the hem of his clothes moved without wind. The spiritual energy around him was centered on him and poured down from the top of his head, causing quite a stir.

Master Zixiao stood in front of his hut and saw a tornado in the sky, carrying snowflakes from the peak, like a giant white dragon.

After three days and three nights, the giant white dragon finally stopped. The snow from the upper nine peaks slowly fell down, and a thin layer of snow soon accumulated on the ground.

Master Zixiao came near Zhongli Tingzhou and said, "It's too early for you to fight against my sword intent now, but you can absorb my sword intent. If you can comprehend it, it will be of great help to your swordsmanship."

"It won't affect my own sword path, right, Master?" Zhongli Tingzhou raised his handsome eyebrows slightly.

Master Zixiao chuckled, "Should I say you are arrogant or confident? If you take Tiandao as your master, he might like you more."

Zhongli Tingzhou said again, "So, Master doesn't like me that much?"

Master Zixiao looked at him with a smile.

Zhongli Tingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

For the first time, Master Zixiao had the urge to explore a person, and it was his own disciple, "Is this your true side?"

"That depends on the situation." Zhongli Tingzhou shrugged.

Master Zixiao didn't ask any more questions. He smiled and said "Practice well", turned around, and disappeared in the wind and snow.

Zhongli Tingzhou narrowed his eyes. He didn't know how much Master Zixiao had seen, but it didn't matter. He couldn't tell everything anyway. Turning back, his eyes suddenly became much sharper. The sword intent on the mountain wall seemed to turn into substance and rushed towards the consciousness in his mind.

The surrounding area was no longer filled with the biting wind and snow in winter, but with sword energy as sharp as a strong gale. This was a mental attack.

What the sword energy destroys is not spiritual power, but will.

Countless sword energies attacked densely, and his mind felt like it was being tortured. Every impact of the sword energy was a feeling worse than death. Zhongli Tingzhou's face became paler and paler, but he did not retreat a single step.

The Yin-Yang light in the body emitted a faint white light, and for the first time, it automatically protected the host's mind. It was like a cool breeze passing through, and his mind instantly became much clearer.

Before I knew it, a month had passed during my practice.

During this month, Zhongli Tingzhou did not move even a step away from the mountain wall.

Master Zixiao appeared again, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He knew very well how powerful his sword intent was. If he was not careful, his consciousness would be shattered by the sword intent and he would become a lunatic. He thought that no matter how strong the will of this disciple was, he could only hold on for a few days at most, but he didn't expect that he held on for a month.

At this moment, Zhongli Tingzhou suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light shot out of his eyes. There was a terrifying sword energy hidden in the sharp light. The aura around him suddenly sank, and the wind and snow seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He swung the sword in his hand, and a sword energy broke through the air at an extremely fast speed, and landed on the mountain wall with a bang.

There was a sword mark on the huge mountain wall, which was sixteen or seventeen centimeters deep. You should know that a month ago, the sword mark he left on the mountain wall was only five or six centimeters deep at most. In less than a month, he had made such great progress.

This mountain wall was not formed naturally by the Upper Nine Peaks, but was a kind of fine stone that Master Zixiao moved from the depths of the Savage Plains. It is extremely hard, and some weapon-refining masters even use this fine stone to refine weapons.

This boy is indeed a genius among geniuses.

Master Zixiao was filled with emotion. Such great progress had been made in just one month. Even though he had lived for countless years, this was the first time he had seen such progress.

Originally, he didn't care where his disciples came from, but at this moment, his calm mind was filled with ripples of curiosity. How come such a genius's cultivation and strength growth in the past twenty years were just like that of an ordinary genius?

However, curiosity does not mean exploration, and this doubt only flashed through his mind.

"You have already cultivated Hunyuan Heart Sutra to the third level, and your sword skills have also achieved some success. Now there is no need for you to practice in seclusion anymore. The most powerful sword cultivators never practice in seclusion." Master Zixiao said to his disciple.

"Disciple knows that it is to kill, kill and kill, and constantly hone your sword intent and will in battle, right?" Zhongli Tingzhou said with narrowed eyes.

Master Zixiao chuckled and did not answer, "I can only be your guide on the way. For the rest, you have to explore on your own. After a while, you should go down the mountain."

Needless to say, Master, Zhongli Tingzhou also had this idea. It has been a month, and Gao Han should be coming out of seclusion soon.

Gao Han, who was being talked about by Zhongli Tingzhou, was no longer in seclusion in his own little house practicing the True Yang Heart Sutra.

He was released from confinement half a month ago.

The surroundings were no longer filled with constant drizzle, but a dense jungle. From deep in the jungle, the sounds of monsters could be heard from time to time.

This was the illusion in the back mountain of Zixiao Sect. Last time he said he wanted to learn formations, Master Tiandao taught him some knowledge of formations and threw him here after he had cultivated to the second level of the basics of the True Yang Heart Method.

The illusion was filled with formations. What he had to do was not to break these formations by force, but to be there in person, feel the structure of the formations personally, and then disintegrate them from the inside.

When Master Tian Dao threw him in, he said that instead of just talking about it on paper, it would be better to let him feel the unpredictable and mysterious nature of the formation, so that he could experience it more deeply. Therefore, Gao Han has stayed in this formation illusion for more than ten days.

Dense jungle. After he solved the formation here, the environment changed again and he was teleported to another place by the illusion.

When Gao Han opened his eyes, a bloody head flew towards him.

The two wide-open eyes with an expression of unwillingness to close were extremely clear.

As it flew over, it stared at him straight.