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However, it was precisely because Zhu Fan grasped the power of heaven and earth that his future cultivation would be very difficult.
After all, he was in the martial arts world, and his spiritual energy was really too little.
It would take a long time to cultivate the Primal Star Mental Energy Technique to perfection.
According to Zhu Fan's estimation, once he cultivated this divine power to perfection, he would at least be an existence at the level of a land god.
One had to know that if it was a sect in Xiao Leng's world, an outer sect disciple who walked into the secular world would at least be able to be conferred the title of Marquis and General. It was not a battle that could rival tens of thousands of people, but it was very easy to enter an uninhabited realm in the midst of thousands of troops.
Zhu Fan had just cultivated the Primal Star Spiritual Technique and had broken through to the Connate Realm in just over four hours.
In the pugilistic world, it was unique.
However, this was not enough for Zhu Fan.
Although the world of martial arts had very little spiritual energy, he still had a chat group for cultivators.
The benefits of casually obtaining an item were endless.
Therefore, Zhu Fan was not worried about his cultivation at all.
Thinking of this, he took out the low-grade spirit weapon, the Wind Spirit Sword, and placed it horizontally on his lap.
This was a low-grade spirit weapon. Whether it was the materials used to forge it or the array formation engraved on it, it was an immortal's technique to people in the martial arts world.
Then, Zhu Fan cut his finger.
A drop of bright red blood fell on the Wind Spirit Sword.
If he wanted to control this divine weapon, he had to make it recognize him as its master.
This Wind Spirit Sword was quite spiritual.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, Zhu Fan's Blood Wind Spirit Sword merged into one.
In an instant, the Wind Spirit Sword's body was filled with a dazzling light, illuminating the entire room.
This light was flowing with light and color, emitting a kind of intoxicating brilliance.
At this moment, Zhu Fan only felt that his spirit was in harmony with the Wind Spirit Sword.
"Clang!"
With a thought, the Wind Spirit Sword let out a sword cry and turned into a bolt of lightning, slashing out in an instant.
This terrifying speed was even faster than lightning.
What was a flying sword?
This was a flying sword!
According to Zhu Fan's estimation, with his current strength, he could make the Wind Spirit Sword several hundred meters away from his body.
In the world of cultivation, this was the worst.
But this was the Wuxia world!
In the eyes of those martial artists, this was a technique that only the land immortals had!
Of course, there was not much spiritual energy contained in the Wind Spirit Sword. It could only support Zhu Fan's control for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
However, Zhu Fan could do many things in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
After playing with the Wind Spirit Sword for more than an hour, Zhu Fan was still a little unsatisfied.
However, he still stopped and looked at the Octane Blast.
With a slight thought, the Octane Blast dissipated and turned into words that were imprinted into Zhu Fan's mind.
At the same time, Zhu Fan completely comprehended the Octane Blast.
He slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and circulated the spiritual energy in his body.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, waves of light burst out continuously. In Zhu Fan's body, it was as if a berserk dragon was roaring.
The powerful spiritual energy transformed into layers of inner strength, each layer stronger than the last.
As Zhu Fan circulated his Octane Blast, the marble floor under his feet cracked and could collapse at any moment!
At this moment, Zhu Fan's body contained a powerful force. Once it was unleashed, it would be absolutely terrifying.
Without any hesitation, Zhu Fan suppressed all his power and finally resolved it.
"Although I'm currently at Xiantian second grade, I have the Yuanchen spiritual technique and the Octane Blast. I can definitely compete with a Transcendent expert. If I use the Wind Spirit Sword, I can even kill a Transcendent expert!”
Zhu Fan muttered to himself. He was very satisfied with the improvement in his cultivation.
He looked at the sky. It was only afternoon, so he continued to cultivate.
Zhu Fanjiang stopped cultivating until the evening.
Although he cultivated divine arts, he was still unable to abstain from eating.
Only those at the peak of the carefree realm could barely do it. As for the land immortals, they could do it completely, but they still needed water.
Only true immortal cultivators could truly abstain from eating.
Thinking of this, Zhu Fan prepared to get someone to prepare dinner.
But at this moment, a voice sounded.
"Your Highness Zhangsun, His Majesty wants you to have a meal with him at the Great Ming Palace.”
The Great Ming Palace was the residence of the current Emperor Taizu and the place where he approved memorials.
"It seems that even my Imperial Grandfather can't wait any longer.”Zhu Fan smiled. He knew why Taizu was looking for him.
Then, Zhu Fan changed into a purple python robe and walked out of the bedroom with large strides.
Outside, an old eunuch bowed.""Greetings, Your Highness Zhangsun."
Zhu Fan nodded. He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.
This old eunuch was the personal eunuch of the current Great Ancestor and had a very high status. Even the Prince could not underestimate him when he saw him.
It was said that he did not have a name, but the entire imperial court called him Eunuch San Bao!
When Zhu Fan saw him, he was also shocked.
In the history of China, there was also a San Bao father-in-law.
His name was Zheng He!
"Let's go." Without thinking much, Zhu Fan and Eunuch San Bao walked towards the Great Ming Palace together.
The Great Ming Imperial City was resplendent and majestic. It had the atmosphere of the Nine Provinces coming to pay their respects and the four seas being subjects.
The Great Ming Palace was located in the center of the Imperial City. It was eight zhang tall and had six domes.
It meant that the Great Ancestor of the Ming Dynasty had swept across the eight wastelands and six directions!
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