In the Pidi shuttle, walking in the deep sea, Yan Zhaoge sat upright, each with a handprint, gathered in the lower abdomen of the dantian.

The air around his body became more and more vigorous and heavy, constantly circling in Yan Zhaoge's body.

The chaotic air flow gradually became more and more turbid and heavier.

It is as heavy as the earth, which can carry all things and give birth to all things.

The great master is heavy, and the initial realm of the spirit is characterized by turning his own rich spiritual energy and returning to the true Gang Qi into a soil-like existence.

The soil that nurtures the true spirit of martial arts, so it is also called spiritual soil.

Yan Zhaoge urged what he had learned at this moment, and the Gang Qi condensed and manifested, like a thousand miles of fertile soil, just waiting to be sown.

If it is the Taiqing Qigong of the first vein of Guangcheng Mountain, Yan Zhaoge can actually condense the spirit seed now and step into the level of the middle stage of the great master of the spirit layer.

However, the spiritual seed that Yan Zhaoge wanted to form was not based on Taiqing Qigong, but on the Wuji Heavenly Book.

In this way, it is undoubtedly much more difficult, Yan Zhaoge needs to carefully consider and figure it out, so as to be properly perfected.

On the way to Beihai by boat, Yan Zhaoge has been seizing the time and focusing on his own cultivation in addition to operating the shuttle.

The accompanying Ah Hu, taught by Yan Zhao Ge, can already roughly operate the strange treasure of the Pidi shuttle.

When Ah Hu was at the helm, Yan Zhaoge meditated and practiced.

After Yan Zhaoge's cultivation came to an end temporarily, he took over, while Ah Hu rested temporarily.

said that it was resting, Ah Hu also sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, just like Yan Zhaoge's movements, and practiced seriously.

As soon as he breathed in, he saw black gas coming out of his mouth and nose, not smoke, but an existence like a flowing wind.

As Ah Hu kept swallowing, it seemed to set off a small black storm around his body, gradually enveloping him.

The two of them alternated like this, in the way of changing shifts, while practicing, while crossing the East China Sea and the North Sea, heading to the Far North.

One day, Yan Zhaoge was at the helm and controlled the Pidi shuttle to surface.

At this moment, it is located in the Beihai Sea, with patches of ice floe on the sea, and the cold wind blowing between heaven and earth, even a great master and martial artist like Yan Zhaoge feels the coldness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Not to mention ordinary people or martial artists in the realm of body refining, even grandmaster martial artists with low cultivation, in such an environment, they may be frozen to death.

And this place is only on the edge of the far north.

The extreme north, together with the Western Desert and the Southern Wilderness Fire Haiti Palace, is called a place of great evil, and it is not in vain.

Yan Zhaoge turned his head to look at Ah Hu, and saw that Ah Hu's body was full of anger, and black strong winds poured out from his body.

Ah Hu's whole body acupuncture points open and close together, each acupuncture acupuncture point, like a portal, the portal is closed, the phoenix waves are exhausted, the portal opens, and there is a terrifying black nightmare wind blowing outward.

Like Yan Zhaoge, Ah Hu has now reached the final level.

The spiritual soil is already extremely complete, and as long as he produces his own spirit seed, he can successfully set foot in the realm of the second level of the Great Grandmaster, the middle stage of the spirit realm.

However, Ah Hu is not in a hurry to take this step, but is still polishing himself.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at him and said: "Calm your mind down, the purple qi of the West Pole is to use a quiet heart, control the restless wind, turn the Qi of heaven and earth into a static thing, and finally it can burst out with tyrannical and amazing, like a raging force." ”

"Movement and stillness are the essence of it. ”

Ah Hu sat cross-legged in the shuttle, his eyes still closed, but he nodded slightly.

In the previous Guangcheng Tribulation, most of the remnants of the Black Nightmare Mountain, regardless of whether they threw themselves into the abyss or not, participated in and attacked the Guangcheng Mountain.

The final result was naturally that the whole army was wiped out, and the two remaining descendants of the Black Nightmare Mountain had the highest cultivation, the Great Grandmaster Ninefold, and the strong ones in the later stage of the Yuan Fu Dynasty, all of whom were folded in Guangcheng Mountain.

After this battle, the former Holy Land forces, the Dark Nightmare Mountain that has survived to this day, is not to mention completely destroyed, it is not about the same.

And in this battle, as the winning party, the Guangcheng lineage killed the remnants of the Black Nightmare Mountain who attacked the mountain, and captured them, and also gained some gains.

Among them, the relatively large harvest is the successful acquisition of the top martial arts inheritance of the Black Nightmare Mountain.

The status of the West Pole Purple Qi in the Black Nightmare Mountain is just like the second half of the Taiqing Qigong is to Guangcheng Mountain, and the true qi of the Great Sun is to the Great Sun Holy Sect.

The method that Ah Hu had practiced before, the Black Nightmare Divine Wind Technique, reached the depths of the essence, and it was to move towards the purple qi of the West Pole.

Yan Zhao Ge passed the West Pole Purple Qi to Ah Hu, with the intention of hoping that Ah Hu would use the West Pole Purple Qi, which was superior to the Black Nightmare Divine Wind Technique, as the foundation at the step of forming the spirit seed.

After the Great War, until today, Ah Hu, who has been cultivating continuously, has gradually become the climate of the West Pole purple qi, but it still needs to be polished.

Yan Zhaoge observed carefully, and saw that when Ah Hu was practicing, in the black storm around him, there were already wisps of faint purple air flowing with the black wind.

It looked like a stream of purple light, mixed with a black storm, constantly shuttling.

When Yan Zhaoge practiced by himself, the chaotic qi gradually settled, as if it had turned into a lot of turbidity, forming the earth, like a thousand miles of fertile soil.

But after settling to the extreme, Yan Zhaoge's aura instantly became ethereal and immense, as if the Tao was clear and floated to the sky.

The transformation between the two seems contradictory and abrupt, and if someone else sees it, it will only feel incomprehensible.

But at this time, all this really happened to Yan Zhaoge.

The clear qi floats up into the sky, and the turbid gas sinks into the ground, and the two occur at the same time, turning into one, as if the complete heaven and earth are all transformed by Yan Zhao Ge and the same Dao Gang qi.

The clear qi in the sky condensed, and gradually turned into a little bit in the shape of a seed, while the spiritual soil below was heavy and vast.

The two are separate and unified, and finally combined!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes opened and he inhaled suddenly.

Ah Hu, who was controlling the Pidi Shuttle on the side, was stunned and felt that from beyond the Pidi Shuttle, on the Arctic ice sea, the aura in the surrounding vast heaven and earth was all centered on Yan Zhaoge in an instant, and it quickly gathered.

"Childe, you have been promoted to the second level of the Great Grandmaster, and you have reached the mid-stage realm of Yunling!" Ah Hu looked at Yan Zhao Ge, although he had always regarded himself as Yan Zhao Ge's number one big dog leg, and took it as one of the goals of his efforts to make Yan Zhao Ge comfortable with a sycophant, but now, he was a little speechless for a while.

Once upon a time, because of the relationship between age and the length of cultivation, the gap between Yan Zhaoge and him in the cultivation realm was much worse, but now, seeing that Yan Zhaoge had surpassed him.

Although there is a kind of praise that the son is worthy of being the son, Ah Hu can't help but be a little stunned and can't come back to his senses.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are in the near future." ”

Ah Hu smacked his lips and sighed in admiration.

All the way forward, through the sea of ice, and back on land, Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu took the shuttle ashore.

The Far North, off the beaten track.

That's how it should be......

But Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu found others, and there were a lot of them.

The people of the Heavenly Thunder Temple. (To be continued.) )