After Yang Qingxuan said goodbye to Wu Qiyue, he went directly to Yinglong Pond. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After Yu Ye and the others showed their strong strength, he realized that he was still far from those powerhouses on the hidden dragon list.

He jumped into the Yinglong Pond at once, stirring up a large splash of water, and the pool water immediately surrounded him, and the cold feeling nourished his body and cleared his mind.

He swam twice in the water, and then he ran the Qingyang Martial Arts, this wonderful exercise, not only made it as simple as making him advance to the Yellow Turban Force, but also integrated into his body, and he was indistinguishable from each other.

"It's like this exercise has a life of its own. ”

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved inexplicably, and he realized the wonder of the Qingyang Martial Scripture.

He closed his eyes and began to repair the damaged meridians in his body.

Before, he forcibly cast four rays of the sun, supplemented by a sentence of mang, and then forcibly suppressed the arrows on the string of two moves, and the meridians in his body had been greatly injured, and at this moment, under the operation of the martial arts, he slowly recovered.

After a day, all the damaged meridians were repaired, and the Force was like nectar, nourishing every part of the body, which was indescribably comfortable.

Subsequently, the qi and blood rushed like a river, and the surrounding pools of water also boiled "loudly".

He suddenly raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers, and slammed it out!

The energy burst out from between the fingers of his fists, as if a dragon and an elephant rushed into the water.

"Bang!"

The entire pool of water was bursting, shaking countless splashes, sprinkled one after another, and falling like a storm.

But all the water droplets were just a few inches away from his skin, and they evaporated directly into gas.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with essence, and Top Ambition said: "With this Qingyang Martial Scripture, I will soon be able to break through to the middle stage, the late stage, the Great Perfection, and even the Jade Bone Realm, let me give up now, how easy it is to say." ”

He suppressed the idea of giving up the Qingyang Martial Scriptures, according to the mental method on the Martial Scriptures, there was still a long way to go. Even if you encounter the problem of not continuing the exercises, it will be a long time later, so let's worry about it when the time comes.

After thinking about it, he planned to continue cultivating.

Yang Qingxuan came out of the pool, sat on a smooth boulder on the edge of the pool, took out the spirit stones from the storage ring, and stacked them in front of him.

Five pieces were obtained from the mining task, fifty pieces were obtained from the Bright Moon Villa, and then one piece was removed from the one consumed in the hotel, and at this moment, fifty-four lower grade spirit stones were piled up in front of him, like a small wall made of white jade.

The purity of the lower grade spirit stone is not high, and the impurities in it are mixed, mottled and dotted, but it is also an extremely precious cultivation resource, and ordinary martial artists are also eager to wear it.

"The true qi in my body now is far beyond the ten layers of ordinary qi martial arts, and with that soul condensing pill, condensing martial souls should be nine out of ten. But in order to ensure that there are no accidents, use the huge spiritual energy supply in the spirit stone to prevent the danger of insufficient true qi when condensing the soul, so that it is foolproof. ”

After Yang Qingxuan was fully prepared, he took out the Soul Condensing Pill, looked at it in his hand for a while, and then put it in his mouth and swallowed it.

As the medicinal power dispersed, a strange feeling grew in the dantian, as if there was a flame, generated out of thin air, burning his true qi.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, knowing that it was the soul fire, the beginning of refining qi and condensing the soul, he hurriedly closed his eyes and entered the meditation.

The true qi in the body, under the guidance of the soul condensing technique, converged towards the dantian.

Undergoing the scorching and calcining of that soul fire is as if it is providing raw materials for the soul and refining the soul power.

Yang Qingxuan only felt that the "essence, qi, spirit, soul, and mind" in his whole body, the five things that measured the talent and strength of "martial arts", were all continuously imported into the dantian with his true qi.

An indescribable force, as the soul fire burned, slowly formed in his body.

This force is very similar to the enemy in the world, but it is much weaker and more intimate.

Although there are enemies in the world, they are living in their bodies, but every time they appear, they are walking on thin ice, and they will eat up themselves if they are not careful.

And this power, completely integrated with the body, without the slightest gap, is like its own "soul", indistinguishable from each other.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly had a strange feeling, she was like a mother who was pregnant in October, and that life-like power was the "fetus".

This state lasted for three or four hours, and it was unharmed, and the true qi in the body was abundant enough, and the consumption was within a controllable range.

Suddenly, the soul fire, which had been scorching steadily, trembled suddenly.

All the true qi around his body rushed towards the flame in an instant, and with a "hula", Yang Qingxuan felt that his entire body was burning.

The soul fire instantly swelled to a huge size, as if it was burning out from the inside out, turning into boundless flames and incinerating his body.

Yang Qingxuan was surprised and delighted, he knew that this was the final stage, that is, the key to soul condensation.

Gather your mind at the moment and carefully control the whole process.

But the consumption of true qi was too great, and at that moment, it almost emptied his whole person, and he slapped out with one palm, shattering the spirit stone wall, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured out with the powder and pounced on him.

As if a long drought has been raining, it is immediately indescribably comfortable, and every pore is stretching, greedily absorbing the aura.

The deficit in the body is instantly nourished and strengthened.

The fierce soul fire, after burning for a while, began to emit colorful light.

All the heat quickly gathered into a red ball of light, condensed in the dantian.

Yang Qingxuan knew that that was the beginning of the martial soul seal, as long as this light group grew and turned into an imprint on his body, it would be a success.

The ball of light began to become vivid, like a drop of blood, spreading out and turning into the shape of a sword embryo.

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and he secretly rejoiced: "Could it be that my martial soul is sword-shaped?"

He learned from the book that this weapon-shaped martial soul was the strongest attack form martial soul, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

But the sword embryo brand suddenly trembled, and Yang Qingxuan only felt that his mind sank, as if an infinite consciousness had invaded.

Suddenly, I saw that the surrounding scene changed suddenly, and the green mountains and green waters quietly receded, turning into an empty earth.

The dim sky was gloomy and became deep and boundless, and the whole heaven and earth extended to infinite space, as if everything did not exist, and all of them were reduced to ruins, and the universe became all lonely.

"What's going on?!"

Yang Qingxuan's heart shook wildly, and he found that he was no longer at the edge of the pool, but independent of the vastness, an endless and misty world.

"Is this—my mind world? or what's going on?"

"What a strong breath of death......"

Yang Qingxuan ran a few steps in this world, stopped suddenly, and suddenly, found that countless hills appeared in front of him, and they were actually hundreds of millions of graves, rising up on this boundless land, and they were extinguished for eternity.

The smell of desolation and silence emanates from these countless graves.