The dantian cyclone is the foundation of a martial artist's cultivation, especially after entering the Sword King realm, the sword gall is condensed, and it is completely integrated with itself, like flesh and blood.

At this time, the dantian cyclone was burned and refined at such a high temperature, and the pain was unbearable for ordinary people.

Han Meiyao, who was originally weak, opened her eyes suddenly, her delicate body tightened even more, and her face was full of pain.

But this time, she clenched her silver teeth and endured the pain stubbornly, not allowing herself to make a sound.

Seeing this scene, Han Chen didn't speak, but focused more on his mind and continued to refine.

Time passed slowly, and under the high temperature of the Samadhi True Fire, the impurities contained in the True Element in the cyclone were gradually refined and became pure.

The true yuan is pure, and the power of the rage is naturally weakened rapidly.

Of course, along with it, there is also Han Meiyao's cultivation, from the peak realm of the two-star sword king, directly falling to the late stage, and then to the middle of the current stage.

And there is no tendency to stop, as long as the true yuan is still refining and the cultivation is weakened, it will not stop.

In the blink of an eye, an hour has passed!

The true element in the dantian cyclone has been completely refined, the impurities have been exhausted, and the repetition has been refined.

As soon as his mind moved, the power of his soul surged, and outside of the cyclone, the strands of true yuan that had already been refined and refined scattered all over the dantian urged him to reintegrate into the cyclone.

But that's not the end of it!

Han Meiyao is a two-star sword king, and she has already condensed her sword courage.

This true yuan is turbid, and the sword gall is even more so, and the power of the sword yuan in it has long since lost its original condensation and refinement.

It's just that the power of the Sword Yuan is originally condensed by the True Yuan, and it is far superior to the True Yuan in terms of both refinement and condensation.

Therefore, even at this time, the power of the sword element became turbid. But in terms of refinement purity, it will not be much weaker than the true yuan before it was injured.

But Han Chen will not relax in the slightest because of this.

The power of the sword element is far more powerful than the true element, once it goes berserk, at that time. If you want to save it again, it's not so easy.

With a thought in his mind, the cyan fire qi merged into the cyclone, wrapping the pale golden sword gall heavily, releasing the temperature, and began to refine.

Two hours later, Han Chen's eyes suddenly opened.

"Close!"

With a soft drink, the continuous cyan fire retreated from Han Meiyao's body. It was retracted by Han Chen, re-transformed into Samadhi True Fire, and was classified into the dantian on the center of the eyebrows.

Call!

His body relaxed slightly, Han Chen exhaled heavily, after three hours of continuous refining, his mind was consumed a lot, and at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

"Han Chen. Thank you!"

At this moment, a faint voice sounded from beside him.

Han Chen turned his head to look at Han Meiyao. After three hours of refining, compared to Han Chen's consumption, her consumption was greater.

"You and I are clansmen, I deserve to save you, thank you!" Han Chen shook his head with a smile. Dao: "In the past three months, you have been cultivating yourself. There are a lot of dark injuries in the body, which damages the essence and qi, and the physique is already weak. Just after some refining, the loss is even worse!"

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers. Take out a Wood Source Qi Nourishing Pill and a Tiger Power Quenching Body Pill from the empty ring.

"You should take these two pills first, and recuperate well!"

Muyuan Qi Nourishing Pill, although it is only a three-grade pill, can replenish the essence in the body, as well as restore the mind, and the effect is not small.

Han Chen refined a lot and carried it with him, and it was the most suitable for Han Meiyao to take at this time.

As for the Tiger Power Quenching Body Pill, it was obtained from the Empty Ring after Han Chen killed other martial artists, which was a four-grade mid-level pill and a body refining pill, which increased the strength and strength of the physical body.

With Han Chen's current strength, he didn't need it anymore, and he happened to serve Han Yaoyao as well.

At this time, Han Xiaoyao was weak, she had already collapsed, and she couldn't move at all, so Han Chen had to take out two pills in person and feed them to him.

Such an intimate gesture made Han Meiyao's face flush.

"Okay, you calm down, I'll help you refine your medicinal power!" At this time, Han Chen's voice sounded.

"Hmm!"

Seeing that Han Chen didn't seem to care, Han Meiyao couldn't help but feel a trace of loss in her heart, but she didn't think much about it, and responded softly.

Han Chen then crossed a stream of True Yuan into his body and began to refine the medicinal power.

But after half an hour, Han Meiyao recovered, her face became ruddy, and her breath grew.

"Han Chen, thank you!" got up and sat up, Han Xiaoyao looked at Han Chen, her eyes full of sincerity.

If it weren't for Han Chen, three hours ago, she would probably have died.

It's a life-saving grace, like reinvention!

Feeling the sincerity in Han Meiyao's eyes, Han Chen shook his head with a smile, but he didn't say anything more, raised his hand and flipped over, took out a wine jug from the empty ring, and then took out another wine glass.

Uncorked the bottle, the flask tilted slightly, and suddenly, a stream of blood-red liquor flowed out and fell into the glass.

"This wine" Han Meiyao was stunned.

She hadn't seen blood-red wine, but she had never seen such a strong aroma of wine and the bloody smell that lingered on the tip of her nose. The most important thing was that she didn't understand what Han Chen was doing when she took out the wine at this time.

"This wine is called Burning Emperor Blood, it can burn the true yuan and condense the power of the sword yuan!" The wine was seven minutes into the cup, Han Chen stopped, re-closed the cork, and then put the wine jug into the empty ring, this was the only half pot he had, so he had to save a little.

Then he raised his hand and handed the wine glass to Han Meiyao, and said, "Although the true yuan in your body has been refined and refined by me, it is not enough. If you can't carry Zhou Tian, it won't be long before it will be muddy again, and if you want to support it for a longer time, you can only make it more refined!"

After a pause, a smile appeared on Han Chen's face, "After all, you also have to give us some time to obtain that White Cold Blood Mushroom and Seven-Vein Glazed Grass before we can refine the elixir!"

Hearing Han Chen's words, a trace of guilt appeared in Han Meiyao's eyes, "I'm sorry, I won't be in the future, I will try my best to hold on!"

As I said before, the reason why Han Meiyao made the true yuan violent, the hundred veins were abolished, and she couldn't carry Zhou Tian, refining the true yuan was a reason, but the real key was still herself.

If it weren't for the fact that she hadn't thought about meditation in the past three months, and had been running the cyclone on her own every day, she wouldn't have caused her true essence to stir up, and thus become violent.

After all, the hundred veins are abolished, and there is only a cyclone. It will take at least half a year for the true yuan to gradually begin to become violent due to the accumulation of impurities, until he dies.

With Han Meiyao's cultivation as the foundation, plus the help of Han Ling'er, Han Xuan and others, not to mention a year, ten or eight months can still be supported.

As long as you have enough time, everything is possible.

Hearing Han Meiyao's words, Han Chen smiled, didn't say anything more, raised his hand and handed her the blood of the burning emperor, and said, "You breathe well first, I'll go out to meet Ling'er and Han Xuan!"

Outside, in the courtyard.

There are no gods, hundreds of miles and thousands of years of life and others are there, and they have not left, they are cross-legged and closed their eyes on the side, recuperating.

Han Qingcang, Han Ze and Han Xuan were also there, after all, it was about Han Yaoyao's life and death, and it was naturally impossible for them to leave.

In addition to them, there are two other people, it is Han Yan and Han Yu who went out to complete the task.

Last night, they had just finished their mission and crossed the Dongling Courtyard River, and because it was getting late, they were going to rest for the night after entering the city before returning to the academy.

However, after receiving Han Qingcang's summons, the two did not dare to delay, and traveled overnight and rushed back.

In addition to them, there were three young men who were talking to Han Ling'er with a smile on their faces at this time.

"These three guys have really smart noses, like dogs, it's only been half an hour since Yao Yao's injuries recurred, and these three guys actually rushed over!" Glancing at the three people, Han Yan, who had always had a fiery temper, couldn't help but snort lightly.

"There's nothing strange about it, these three people have admired Ling'er for a long time, and everyone knows it, not to mention that with the strength of the three of them, there are countless people who want to tie their knots, hug their thighs, and be willing to be eyeliner and reveal some news, it's really normal!" Han Xuan looked much calmer, his eyes looked outside the small courtyard, slowly swept over, and said softly.

At this time, outside the small courtyard, there were a lot of people around, if there were no people who reported the news, how could they order the three people of this heavenly courtyard to cross a peak so quickly and rush over.

"It's a pity that Ling'er has never looked at them squarely!" a hint of sarcasm curled up at the corner of Han Yu's mouth.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the faces of Han Qingcang and the others. (To be continued......)