The mood is the same, you can't guess, and you can't figure it out.

However, for the improvement of his state of mind, Han Chen really felt the benefits it bringed.

There was no discomfort in the whole body, and the heart was even more relaxed, as if there was a boulder that had been removed now.

It's a wonderful feeling, like suddenly seeing a lake in the desert and drinking a bowl of hot broth in the middle of winter.

The current Han Chen feels like this.

After listening to Guiguzi's teachings, Han Chen moved his gaze to the huge light map.

It's just that the banner of this light topographic map is too big, and there are indeed many lines on it, mountains, lakes, forests, deserts, wastelands, etc.

It seems to be very detailed, but the key thing is that Han Chen has never been to these places recorded on the topographic map, and he has no concept of these places at all, and at this time, looking at this topographic map, there is no way to understand it at all.

Moreover, the support for this light topographic map is also quite a huge consumption of Han Chen's true yuan.

Since he couldn't understand it, Han Chen didn't force it, his mind moved, and the true yuan stopped running in an instant, and immediately converged into the dantian cyclone.

Without the support of the true element, the samadhi true fire in the Black Emperor Ding was extinguished, the temperature plummeted, and the light topographic map in mid-air trembled instantly, and then directly collapsed, turning back into lines and traces of light emitting light, flying all over the sky, and falling back into the Black Emperor Ding.

These lines can not only be urged once, in fact, as long as the temperature in the ding is enough. These traces of lines will be stimulated.

So it doesn't matter if you don't remember that topographic map of light, and in the future, as long as you use the true fire of samadhi as a guide again, you can stimulate it again.

Subsequently, Han Chen did not continue to practice refining the essence of medicinal power.

There are two reasons for this.

First, the appearance of the Red Desolate Secret Realm completely shattered Han Chen's original calm and peaceful state of mind due to a large amount of refining the essence of medicinal power.

Even though the light topographic map had dissipated at this time, even now Han Chen had realized himself. Even Han Chen had already decided to go.

But the state of mind that has been broken. But he can't calm down again, even if he forces himself to calm down, he can't enter that state at all, everything is just in vain.

Second. It was because of the need to raise the temperature of the samadhi fire. Supporting the formation of a topographic map of the rays. So I swallowed six Hui Qi Pills in a row.

Although the Rejuvenation Pill is helpful for the recovery of the martial artist, in fact, to be exact. The Qi Returning Pill is the most beneficial to the true qi recovery of the Sword Master Realm martial artist.

Of course, it's not that the Sword Soldier Realm can't be taken, but the effect is different.

Compared to the true qi of the Sword Master Realm, the True Yuan of the Sword Master Realm far surpassed the former in terms of power and purity.

After all, the grade of the Rejuvenation Pill is still lower, and when I take it in the Sword Master Realm, I don't feel anything.

But once you reach the sword warrior realm, every time you take a pill, you can clearly feel that the true yuan in the dantian cyclone has incorporated some impurities, although it is subtle, but it is like sand entering the eyes, and you can feel it very clearly.

At this time, it is necessary to refine the true element, refine and remove the impurities that are integrated into it, otherwise, it will only accumulate more and more, and eventually the true element will be impure and damage the foundation.

Previously, Han Chen had taken several Hui Qi Pills in a row, and the impurities had accumulated extremely much, and he had to refine and refine the True Yuan.

At the same time, he also wanted to refine his true essence through cultivation and calm down his state of mind

In the cave, Han Chen sat cross-legged, his hands formed a cultivation knot in his lower abdomen, his breathing was slow, his chest rose and fell rhythmically, and between his exhalation and inhalation, there was a sense of rhythm.

At a certain moment, Han Chen's eyelids twitched slightly, and suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and a fine light flashed in his pitch-black eyes.

"Whew!" opened his mouth, and a mouthful of turbid air spewed out heavily.

The turbidity was gray, like smoke and fog, breaking through the air, shooting out, flying straight out of the air more than five meters away, before slowly dissipating into the air.

And as a mouthful of turbid breath came out of his chest, Han Chen's face showed a hint of luster.

This cultivation took two hours before Han Chen finally refined the true yuan again, and at the same time, the state of mind that was broken was also calmed down again, like a pool of well water, and the ancient well did not wave.

His gaze swept around, and after the previous continuous refining, at this time, there were only more than forty kinds of medicinal herbs left on the ground, totaling about a thousand plants.

Retracting his gaze, Han Chen took a deep breath, these more than a thousand medicinal herbs seem to be a lot, but in fact, there are really not many, for Han Chen, there are not many at all, but there are too few.

You must know that after more than 8,000 medicinal herbs in front of him, he has been constantly practicing and becoming proficient in improving his feel and feeling, and until now, he can only reach the level of trying once and successfully refining it for the second time.

This is already very remarkable for some ordinary alchemists.

But this is not enough for Han Chen.

He didn't want to try it once to be able to refine it smoothly. What he wants is perfect, and he doesn't need any trying, he can directly and smoothly refine it.

Therefore, the remaining more than a thousand medicinal herbs were really too few for Han Chen.

However, there was no way to do it, because Han Chen had too many things to cultivate.

Alchemy, alchemy, Qimen Dunjia, Samadhi True Fire, Martial Arts, Swordsmanship, Yama Emperor Quenching Sutra

Han Chen needed to learn too many things, and none of them could be given up, all of them needed to be cultivated.

Even if Han Chen wanted to give up one of them, Guiguzi would not agree.

Because he is Guiguzi, and Han Chen is his disciple, he is a disciple of the Guigu faction.

Guiguzi's requirement for Han Chen is that as a disciple of the Guigu faction, he needs to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and martial arts.

Now in the Purple Gold Continent, this martial arts world, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, there are not so many requirements, but martial arts and strategies will not relax at all.

This is what Guiguzi said to him when Han Chen complained to Guiguzi.

Fortunately, Han Chen did not object to this, but was very happy.

Taking a light breath, Han Chen's right palm stretched out and pressed on the fire mouth of the Black Emperor Ding, his mind moved, and the light cyan flames burst through the upper dantian, flowing along the meridians, through the fire mouth, and poured into the Ding.

With a bang, the flames burst into flames.

Then Han Chen chose a medicinal herb with his eyes, it was a small grass-like plant, the size of a palm, with leaves, and there were lines on the leaves, like dewdrops.

This small grass is called Condensation Grass, which is a medicinal material for refining the Sanpin Pill and Zixi Dan, although it is not rare, but it can barely be regarded as a high-grade medicinal material.

With a move of his left hand, the condensation grass rose into the air, threw itself into the Black Emperor Ding, and fell into the flames.

Whether he could refine all the remaining thousand medicinal herbs to the point of perfect refining without trying, Han Chen had no confidence at all.

"Do your best!" said to himself.

As soon as his mind moved, the pale cyan flames in the Black Emperor Ding surged, and the refining began. (To be continued......)

PS: (Second update arrives!)