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"Moreover, the difficulty and danger of cultivating the upper dantian are far greater than those of ordinary martial artists cultivating the lower dantian. The slightest carelessness may lead to a life-or-death situation, either death or crippling."
"Even within Taoism and Yin-Yang School, those who have truly succeeded in cultivating the upper dantian are extremely rare."
After glancing briefly at the respectfully standing Han Feng, Nian Duan pondered for a moment.
Suddenly, he spoke up to remind you: "In the future, when you travel the world, before your strength reaches a certain level, do not let the Taoists and Yin-Yang Schools know that you have opened your upper dantian."
"Otherwise, it may bring you trouble, or even your life."
Hearing this warning, Han Feng's heart tightened.
He then bowed deeply to Nian Duan and said gratefully, "This junior thanks you for your guidance, which saved me from suffering due to ignorance."
"In the future, if you ever need my assistance, I will do my utmost to repay your kindness in guiding me today."
"At my beck and call from now on?" Nian Duan's lips curled into a cold smile, his tone calm: "War rages, and people are displaced."
"Take that girl down the mountain in a few days, for you may never see her again in this life."
Upon hearing this, Han Feng fell into deep thought.
A moment later, he looked up at Nian Duan, cupped his hands and said, "This junior has a plan, please wait a moment, senior."
After saying that, he hurried towards the dense forest behind the Medical Valley.
"What is this kid's intention in venturing into the woods?" Nian Duan wondered, but did not want to pry too much into other people's privacy, so he simply stood quietly and waited.
The lake surface shimmered, reflecting the brilliance of the blazing sun.
As the seasons gradually transition from spring to summer, the weather becomes increasingly hot, and the climate becomes more unpredictable, with alternating sunshine and rain.
Nian Duan stood quietly under the big tree outside the courtyard, gazing into the distance.
The mountains rise and fall, steep and mysterious.
The forest stretches to the horizon, with birdsong rising and falling in waves.
Everything was full of life and vitality.
"But my time is running out..."
With a sigh, Nian Duan could feel his internal energy and life essence steadily diminishing with time...
Every moment is constantly passing by.
"As long as I don't expend too much internal energy, I can last for at most thirty years."
"Fighting with others will deplete your internal energy and life essence."
The hands hidden in the sleeves clenched involuntarily.
Nian Duan remained calm and composed.
"I can't let anything happen to me before I've raised Rong'er to adulthood."
"Unfortunately, the Mohist school held too much weight in his heart."
The wind blew across the fields, ruffling the calm lake water and lifting her black hair, each strand fluttering in the wind like a light veil dancing.
She stood there quietly, gazing at Mirror Lake in a daze.
After a while.
Han Feng, who had disappeared into the woods, returned. But in his right hand, he was still tightly clutching a fully grown magpie.
“Senior, I have already planted a spiritual seed inside this magpie.”
"You can contact me as long as you talk to this magpie, provided it doesn't get into trouble."
289. Nian Duan's Admonition
"The upper dantian and purple palace are truly mysterious and unfathomable." Nian Duan sighed softly, took the magpie, and the magpie did not fly around randomly, but quietly landed on Nian Duan's finger.
He glanced at Han Feng's Devouring Sword, but ultimately still didn't like it.
Nothing more was said.
He turned and went back into the Medical Valley, his figure gradually disappearing.
Under the big tree outside the courtyard.
Han Feng stood quietly for a while, then lay down on the soft grass again, closed his eyes, and began to silently ponder the function and mysteries of the upper dantian.
"The spiritual power has undergone some fundamental changes due to the influence of the upper dantian and purple palace."
"It has become more advanced and more refined. In addition to this, it can not only be freely released outside the body, but also directly intervene in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun, the radiance of the moon, and the starlight,"
"Psychic power? Divine consciousness? Or divine thought?"
Han Feng, who was figuring things out on his own, had no idea about this.
Even with my eyes closed right now.
The rustling of the wind and the subtle changes around him were still clearly reflected in his spiritual perception. The level of detail was even more real and clear than what he could see with his own eyes.
"Exquisitely detailed and lifelike."
"And it's even more realistic."
In addition to these obvious changes.
Han Feng could also feel that his mind had become much more active and agile. The Xuanbing internal energy in his lower dantian was not only under his complete control, but also as easy to manipulate as an extension of his own limb.
It also has an unusual sense of dynamism.
It was as if life, which had been dormant, had been completely awakened at this moment.
"There should be some other positive changes inside my body, but I haven't noticed them yet." As he thought about this, Han Feng became a little distracted.
"No wonder people from other sects all have the air of martial arts heroes."
"But when it's the turn of the Taoists and Yin-Yang School to appear, the scene transforms into the style of cultivators, which is quite a difference."
"Just how many mysteries are still hidden in the upper dantian?"
Three days later, on the banks of the Milky Way.
With Yue'er in his left arm and the Heaven-Breaking Sword held upside down in his right, Han Feng bowed to Nian Duan and Duanmu Rong to say goodbye, while the little one in his arms stretched out her chubby little hands.
He reached out and touched Duanmu Rong from a distance, his innocent little face full of joy.
"Sister, give me a hug!"
"Little Yue'er, you must be a good girl like your older sister and not be naughty." Duanmu Rong took a few steps forward and gently hugged Yue'er.
Although I was very reluctant to let her go, I ultimately did not force her to stay.
She didn't want a playmate, so she separated the brother and sister.
With her pink lips pouting, Duanmu Rong kissed Yue'er's cute little face, and little Yue'er followed suit, grinning foolishly.
A pair of chubby little hands wrapped around Duanmu Rong.
Then he gave her a big kiss on the cheek, leaving her face covered in baby drool.
"Senior, this junior takes his leave!" After bowing, Han Feng turned and left with Xiao Yue'er in his arms, walking briskly down the mountain.
Behind her, the little girl Duanmu Rong waved vigorously to Xiaoyue'er, and then burst into tears.
And then not long after.
Little Yue'er in Han Feng's arms also started to cry and fuss, her chubby little hands constantly reaching behind her.
"Children are such a hassle. I really hope Yue'er can grow up quickly." Han Feng sighed helplessly and could only comfort his younger sister Yue'er as he walked down the mountain.
He tried to attract the little girl's attention by showing off the pretty butterflies fluttering around the roadside wildflowers.
290. The Heaven-Piercing Sword, facing off against the Yin-Yang School.
The Heaven-Shattering Sword was still held upside down behind his back by his right hand.
The reason why no scabbard or other means of securing it to the back was simply because the blade of the Heaven-Piercing Sword was too sharp.
Even when faced with finely refined iron, it can cut through it like mud.
Unless a specially crafted scabbard is made to completely shield the Heaven-Shattering Blade, its sharpness cannot be concealed. But now, he clearly doesn't have that opportunity.
The main problem is that it's difficult to find skilled technical personnel.
As he traveled, Han Feng pondered other things, thinking to himself, "To prevent what happened last time from happening again, it seems I need to find a way to prepare a carriage for Yue'er."
"Or an oxcart or a donkey cart will also work."
"However, this will inevitably slow down the travel speed considerably. Moreover, vehicles such as carriages have higher requirements for the roads they travel on, and must travel on main roads."
"We can travel on the main road, but it is very easy to encounter people from Chu. If we accidentally expose our identity as Baiyue people, it will be even more dangerous."
While pondering things along the way, Han Feng descended the mountain.
He looked up at the sun, identified his direction, and continued northward. The territory of Chu was not small; he intended to cross it to reach Wei.
Even as a straight line, it is hundreds of miles long.
But in reality, the distance was obviously not a straight line. The journey was winding and circuitous, and Han Feng secretly estimated that the distance was at least a thousand miles.