Han Feng took a deep breath, and immediately flew to this area where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was the strongest, found a mountain peak, and did not dig a cave to come out, just sat on the top of the peak casually, closed his eyes and cultivated.

What he had to do now was naturally to further consolidate the cultivation of the psychic level, let his spirit infant fly out of his body, absorb the vast spiritual energy, and strengthen his body.

Time flies, more than three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Han Feng's spirit baby is larger again, flashing with dazzling blue and gold light, runes like water, rippling with a psychedelic halo, dazzling.

Han Feng was satisfied, stood up, looked at this world from afar, looked at the lush forests, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, everything here started from scratch, it was simply a recreation of a world, I don't know what level such a realm can reach.

He watched for a while, then gathered his mind and began to think about his next cultivation plan.

In such a superior environment, and such a long time, it is indeed necessary to plan perfectly, otherwise it will be a bit of a sense of violence.

He pondered for a quarter of an hour and decided to start with the talisman, on the one hand, this was the fastest way to improve his strength, and on the other hand, he could also take the opportunity to consolidate his soul power cultivation.

He did whatever he wanted, and immediately flew down, retrieving the storage ring that had been placed in this world through induction.

Thousands of miles away, he successfully retrieved the storage ring at the foot of a small mountain, and took out a talisman book, which he had obtained from the enemies he had killed in the past, and contained the method of drawing spirit runes.

He opened this thick book, studied it carefully, and every time he encountered something obscure, he couldn't help frowning and thinking for a long time.

This process lasted for most of the hour, and he successfully finished reading this classic, but there were still many uncertainties, so he did not rush to draw it, but took out another talisman book and continued to compare and study.

Soon, a month passed.

Han Feng finally put down the last book in his hand, looked at the pile of books in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he still hadn't completely mastered the method of drawing spirit runes, and there were still many things he couldn't figure out.

At this level of the spirit rune, if you don't even fully grasp the rune path, even if you have enough soul power, it is almost impossible to succeed, after all, in the actual drawing process, there will be a thousand changes, all kinds of unexpected changes will emerge, and there are many problems.

Han Feng was not discouraged, and read these classics from beginning to end again, studying them carefully so that he could grasp the trick as soon as possible.

He solved the problems one by one, and after another month, he finally mastered the mystery.

But he didn't start the actual drawing, he was extremely cautious, constantly practicing in the sea of souls, and when he encountered problems, he buried himself in studying the texts to make sure that he thoroughly grasped the mysteries in them.

Time flickered, and more than half a month passed.

Han Feng re-read all the classics about spirit runes three more times, and also practiced dozens of times in the soul sea, solving many problems.

At this time, he felt that the time had come, so he took out a stack of purple rune paper, as well as rune pens and rune ink, all of which were of excellent grade.

He settled down, dipped the pen in ink, the golden ink shone on the tip of the pen, and the next moment it fell on the rune paper, and the rune path quickly spread out and spread downward.

In the previous paragraph, Han Feng walked the dragon and snake, flowing smoothly, without any obstacles, and came to the middle area in one go, the rune light shone, and gradually produced invisible reaction forces, which made his speed immediately decrease.

Han Feng's breath adjusted, his pen strength was steady, and he moved forward steadily.

But soon he encountered the obstruction of the mountains and rivers, which was many times more complicated than the talisman of the twelve grades of the mortal rank, mountain after mountain, water on water, and not long after that, there was rolling thunder, shining incomparably.

If it was in the past, he would definitely not be able to cross the past, but now he is a monk in the Condensing Bead Realm, and his soul power is like substance, more than ten times stronger, and it is directly transformed into majestic rune power, poured into the rune path under the pen, making it indomitable, unstoppable, directly breaking through these obstacles, forcibly opening up a path, and continuing to move forward.

However, the spirit level rune is really very different from the mortal level rune, it will derive spiritual objects on its own, and in a short time, it will fill the entire rune path, like an army fighting against Han Feng's rune power, banging, and visions.

Han Feng's brows furrowed, increasing the impact of his strength, but he couldn't break through for a while.

Time passed slowly, and before he knew it, half an hour had passed, and Han Feng still failed to break through the obstruction of those spiritual objects, but instead intensified, the mountains collapsed, and the rivers dried up.

In this way, his entire rune road was affected, without the support of mountains and rivers, the rune road could not exist, the two are mutually beneficial, but they are against each other, it can be said to be a contradiction.

Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he had to slow down the intensity of his attack to reduce the collapse of mountains and rivers.

However, those spirit creatures were out of fire, desperately attacking, constantly destroying the rune path, and for a while he had a feeling of losing sight of one or the other, unable to stabilize the situation.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, a bang rang out, and the entire rune path of his pen collapsed, and a series of reactions appeared, and finally dissipated and disappeared.

Immediately afterward, the purple rune paper spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.

Han Feng sighed, put away the talisman pen, and remained silent.

He began to think about it, and rehearsed the refining process he had just made in the sea of souls, finding out the problems and solving them one by one.

Time flowed quietly like water, and soon another three or four days passed.

Han Feng opened his eyes, his thoughts were settled, and after a little pranayama, he spread out a piece of purple rune paper again, dipped his pen in ink, and drew again.

......

After more than half an hour, Han Feng drew the spirit rune for the second time, but he still failed, not because he couldn't break through the obstruction of those spirit objects, but because he couldn't fight with them, otherwise it would cause a large number of mountains and rivers to fall apart, affecting the stability of the entire rune path, even if he retreated to the second best thing and tried to reduce the strength of the attack, he couldn't achieve a balance, but it just delayed for a while, and finally it inevitably collapsed, and the rune paper burned into ashes.

Han Feng had no choice but to continue to think about countermeasures, although his soul power cultivation was very high, and the strength of his soul power was enough to break through all the obstacles in the spirit rune, but he could not reach a stable state, causing the rune path to collapse, and the result was the same, he could not successfully draw the spirit rune.

He needed to find a way to continue the rune path and steadily break through those blockages until the rune was formed.