"That's really grateful!" Han Feng hurriedly said.

If you can escape without revealing your cultivation, it will also be a great thing.

"However, before you leave, I still have to teach you the subsequent chapters of the Nine Refining Mystery Technique!" the old man said suddenly.

Han Feng knew that there could be no gift for no reason, most of it was conditional, so he was not excited and looked at the old man quietly.

Sure enough, the old man changed his words and continued: "But you have to promise me one condition!"

Han Feng was prepared in his heart, and asked quietly, "What conditions?"

"When you are successful, come back here and help me suppress and seal that evil spirit, and even destroy it completely!" the old man said.

"It's simple, but I wonder if my life will be in danger?" Han Feng asked bluntly.

"Of course there will be, because you have to enter my corpse, but that evil spirit occupies my corpse, after all these years of growth, he has been almost invincible in there, so I taught you the follow-up exercises, without the Nine Refining Mystery Technique, you will not be able to block a look from the other party!"

Han Feng was silent, if what the other party said was true, his body was an immortal thing left over after the failure of his sanctification, and he entered the world by himself and faced the evil spirits derived from his evil thoughts, which was no less than directly fighting against the characters at the peak of enlightenment, and it was in the opponent's own field, how he could win, it was incredible.

However, at this moment, he had no choice.

Fortunately, he was able to obtain the entire set of exercises of the Nine Refining Divine Technique, which would be of great benefit to his growth, not to mention that he had other hole cards, but he had no chance of winning at all.

"Senior, my qualifications are inferior, it may take a long time to cultivate the Nine Refining Mystery Divine Technique to the realm of Dacheng, can you still support it for that long?" Han Feng asked.

"You are humble, your qualifications are not bad, otherwise how can you cultivate the Nine Refining Mystery Divine Technique, but it is really not easy for you to cultivate it to the realm of Dacheng, at least a hundred years later. The old man smiled.

Han Feng listened quietly and did not say a word.

"After I send you out of here, I will cast a spell to seal this place, so that people will never find this place again, and the evil spirit will not be able to ascend. The old man continued.

Han Feng thought for a while and said with a wry smile: "Do I have any other choice?"

"This is a good thing, for other people, there is no such blessing in eight lifetimes, don't cry with a sad face!" the old man scolded with a smile.

Han Feng had to nod and respond: "Yes, thank you for the cultivation of your predecessors." ”

"Here you go!" The old man didn't say more, stretched out his finger, and immediately a light gathered in front of Han Feng's soul power clone, and quickly turned into a classic, extremely thick, like a square brick, and he didn't know how much knowledge and mystery was hidden in it.

Han Feng knew the rules, and immediately made an oath with his soul power, even if he was only a soul power clone now, it was just as effective, and once he violated it, his body would also suffer.

Where the way of heaven is, there is no escape.

Soon, he fulfilled his vows and opened the tome.

The content inside was extremely rich, more complete than the Nine Refining Divine Techniques he had learned before, and after careful study, he had no idea the passage of time.

The old man looked at his state, smiling, very satisfied.

After the time of a stick of incense, Han Feng woke up from his fascination, this soul power clone was a little stronger, and he was extremely satisfied.

"Thank you, senior!" No matter what the purpose, Han Feng was grateful to the seniors who taught him the exercises, and immediately bowed to the old man.

"It seems that you have memorized the entire set of exercises, but there are still flaws in this exercise, you will naturally know if you continue to cultivate, now you can leave, and I will send you out later!" the old man waved his hand and chuckled.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and the book suddenly turned into a ball of light and merged into Han Feng's soul power clone, disappearing without a trace.

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, but the old man interrupted him and said with a smile: "You don't need to worry, that's the key to your departure, go!"

After saying this, the old man raised his hand and pointed again, and the world of inscriptions suddenly darkened.

Han Feng's soul power clone was dark, and when his surroundings returned to brightness, he found that he had returned to the outside world and returned to the soul sea.

His main body was still releasing rolling soul power, connecting with the inscription, allowing it to continue to emit scorching light.

Bursts of golden light suddenly appeared at the center of his eyebrows, converging into a classic, which was the technique of the Nine Refining Divine Techniques that the old man had entered into his body before.

This classic book is windless and automatic, turning the pages by itself, and lines of golden words fly up, following his soul power into the inscription, which seems to be unpleasant, but in fact it is extremely fast.

What's even more peculiar is that no one can see this scene, only Han Feng himself can see the existence of the golden classics and golden words, allowing him to escape, otherwise Fang Hanyuan will definitely come to stop it.

In the distance, Fairy Lin and Fang Hanyuan were still fighting fiercely, and it seemed that they had fought for so long, and they had not been able to distinguish the winner.

"Bang ......"

A violent burst of noise spread, the space shattered endlessly, and all kinds of light shot out, sweeping in all directions.

"I really didn't expect that you Xiao Ni hid so deeply, and your cultivation has reached the level of psychic perfection, but I underestimate you!" High in the sky, Fang Hanyuan stabilized his figure, looked at Fairy Lin coldly, and shouted loudly.

"You're not simple, your strength has improved again and again, what is your body?!" Fairy Lin raised his eyebrows.

"I'm Fang Hanyuan, haha!" Fang Hanyuan laughed proudly, holding a big sword, and pounced on Fairy Lin again, launching a fierce attack.

Fairy Lin was secretly bitter in her heart, although she was also a psychic consummate cultivator, but in this environment, she really couldn't last, and if she continued to fight fiercely, she would only be defeated in the end.

But at this moment, she had no choice but to go all out to fight against Fang Hanyuan.

The two of them went back and forth in the air, fighting one after another, tearing the space into pieces, but they couldn't have any impact on those tombstones.

In fact, these tombstones released billowing black light from time to time, passing through the void and converging into Fang Hanyuan's body, making him more and more courageous the more he fought, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

If Fairy Lin hadn't had many strange treasures and various pills, he would have been defeated a long time ago and would have become Fang Hanyuan's belly.

"Sneer......"

At this moment, the gate-like tombstone suddenly released a majestic light, pure white, like the light of the sky, covering the entire cemetery!

Fang Hanyuan was shocked, he was suddenly overwhelmed by this white light, and bursts of black smoke appeared all over his body, as if he had been ignited, and his breath suddenly weakened. （）