Mr. Yun smiled with satisfaction. He stretched out his hand and gently patted the Lord of Tianjian Peak on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, when Jiang Han becomes famous on the mainland in the future, he will write historical works. Someone will remember you!"

"Make a biography of history?" The Lord of Tianjian Peak smacked his lips and nodded, "If he could specialize in swordsmanship, it would be possible."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of Tianjian Peak soared into the sky like an arrow from a string. Old Yun stood there, shook his feet, and murmured: "I really don't want to give up." A look of expectation flashed in his eyes, "You know, this kid has not only understood the sword intent!"

"What?"

The Lord of Tianjian Peak turned into a sword light and stood in front of Old Yun again, widened his eyes and a quick voice, "Did you say he has not only understood the sword intent? What else?"

"Ice Artistic Concept!" Old Yun narrowed his eyes, looked at Jiang Han, who was still baptized by the sword intent, and then silently added a sentence in his heart, "The very familiar Ice Artistic Concept."

He suddenly realized that the artistic conception that Jiang Han understood was related to some of the places he came into contact with.

The sword intent is connected to the Tianjian Peak.

And that ice-like mood was very similar to what he sensed in the forbidden area of ​​Zixue Peak.

"Can this kid understand it by just feeling the artistic conception?" Old Yun's eyes flashed. Although he was reluctant to believe it, it seemed... it was really like this!

Then, Jiang Han is really blessed by God.

Old Yun looked up at the sky and fell silent. After a long time, he took a deep breath and his eyes became firm, as if he had made up some determination.

"The artistic conception of ice, the artistic conception of sword, a different attribute artistic conception, and the strongest attack artistic conception are all extremely difficult to understand. He... is a talented martial artist!" The Lord of Tianjian Peak looked complicated and sighed. He knew that such a genius would never specialize in swordsmanship.

At this time, Jiang Han suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Yun solemnly, without saying a word. He just opened his mouth.

Old Yun rolled his eyes, bounced his fingers, and a pill filled with spiritual energy entered Jiang Han's mouth.

Jiang Han closed his eyes again and felt the changes in his body.

The baptism of sword intent is accompanied by pain.

Jiang Han could clearly detect the changes in his body, and similarly, there were bursts of stinging pain.

In fact, it is not only the physical body that changes, but also the true energy in the body is also circulating rapidly. It turns into sword-shaped shapes and flows along the meridians.

But there was an almost invisible ice blue in the tiny swords, which was the artistic conception of ice. At this time, there seemed to be signs of fusion with the sword intent.

This made Jiang Han excited because although he didn't know what changes would happen after the fusion, his power would definitely increase.

Time gradually passed. Jiang Han's body changed step by step, and the baptism of sword intent. Because of the participation of the artistic conception of ice, the body exuded the artistic conception of sword intent, while the artistic conception of ice was also weak.

At this time, the Lord of Tianjian Peak also sensed it clearly and was sure of it.

"It's indeed the artistic conception of ice... However, this artistic conception of ice seems a little familiar..." The master of Tianjian Peak frowned slightly.

"Of course I am familiar." Old Yun said lightly, "Zixue's ice artistic conception is very similar to this one."

"Zixue Bingyi?" The Lord of Tianjian Peak was shocked, "But why did he understand it?"

Mr. Yun recalled the forbidden area and frowned and said, "If you guessed correctly, Zixue Bingyi should be related to Zixue Peak Forbidden Area. This kid has broken in once."

"What?" The Lord of Tianjian Peak's face changed, "The Forbidden Land of Zixue Peak has always been mysterious and inexplicable. If Zixue Bingyi realized from the Forbidden Land, then... would be too terrible!"

Old Yun lowered his eyes and said nothing. Although he had a good relationship with the Master of Zixue Peak, he didn't know much about the forbidden area of ​​Zixue Peak.

However, he could vaguely sense that the forbidden area of ​​Zixue Peak was very good because... he could feel a hint of danger.

This is not simple. When you reach the level of Master Yun’s cultivation, you rarely make mistakes unless someone can deceive you and create a wrong feeling.

"You can let Jiang Han go to the forbidden area of ​​Zixue Peak to understand the artistic conception of ice, but you cannot go deeper." Old Yun said in his heart.

Buzz!

Jiang Han's body suddenly trembled, then he suddenly opened his eyes, and a light flashed by, but the next moment it became dim and spiritless.

"It's time to have a soul next..." Seeing this, Old Yun spoke softly.

"I wonder what level he can reach?" The Lord of Tianjian Peak stared at Jiang Han without blinking and said.

In fact, the baptism of the sword intent of the soul is the most important part, because the mind of understanding is the soul, not the body.

Without the constraints of the body, the artistic conception that the soul can release will be stronger, but the soul itself is very fragile. In a way, the body is just a container.

After a warrior has a very high level of cultivation, he can move alone without his body.

But few people do that, because once they are discovered by enemies, it is very dangerous.

At this time, Jiang Han's consciousness had completely entered his soul. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the sky was gray and there was endless mist under his feet.

Generally speaking, the sea of ​​consciousness is usually very calm and never turbulent. Even if Jiang Han’s soul walks in the sea of ​​consciousness, it only allows the “fog” to flow slightly.

However, at this moment, the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have surged huge waves, endless mist surging, and the sky became darker, and the fog gathered, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have turned into a huge cocoon.

Jiang Han's consciousness was sinking into his soul, looking blankly at the fog that wrapped him layer by layer, a little confused.

Shouldn’t it be baptized by sword intent? What’s the situation?

After a while of confusion, a very sharp force suddenly fell from the sky and fell into his soul, almost cutting his soul in half.

pain!

Unspeakable pain!

Unlike the pain suffered by the body, this kind of pain is more than ten times stronger than the pain suffered by the body.

At this moment, Jiang Han almost fell asleep in consciousness.

"ah!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Han raised his head and let out a long whistle, but there was no sound.

"pain……"

The sword intention transformed into shape, cutting out cracks in his soul, and at the same time, the soul was also absorbing silk fogs and repairing scars.

Jiang Han's consciousness was a little confused. He tried hard to keep a little clear and felt the severe pain.

Time passed slowly, Jiang Han felt that his consciousness was getting more and more confused and he was about to fall asleep soon. Jiang Han thought to himself that it was not good, but at this moment, the Demon Soul Grass suddenly emitted a hazy light, covering the entire soul in the blink of an eye.

A feeling of comfort came in an instant, and Jiang Han's consciousness suddenly woke up.

He found that the soul was not hurt at all, which made him happy, but the next moment, the slight light emitted by the Demon Soul Grass disappeared and the severe pain came again.

"I*#&%……"

Jiang Han just wanted to curse, and then, the pain was as before, making his consciousness confused again.

The moment when he was about to fall asleep, the Demon Soul Grass moved again, and a slight light emanated, and Jiang Han woke up again.

Before I could be happy, the pain came again.

Soon, Jiang Han was tortured and lost his temper. He was confused and awake for a while, and this was repeated.

Finally, the Demon Soul Grass emitted a slight light again, and Jiang Han woke up. He closed his eyes and waited for the pain to arrive. After waiting for a while, he did not wait.

"Huh?" He opened his eyes excitedly. There was no pain. It must have been baptized, right?

Sure enough, at this time, Jiang Han felt that his soul was much solidified than before, and he had a stronger power than before.

However, he always felt something was wrong.

"Strange, what's wrong?" Jiang Han frowned.

He lowered his head and wanted to look at himself, but he was stunned the next moment.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and silently spit out two words that fully express his mood at this moment.

"Damn!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!