Worried about the bigwigs and disciples of Xuantianmen?

Yang Jun felt that he was salty and eating radishes, so he put away the bamboo tube and climbed back to his wooden bed to sleep.

Instead of worrying about Xuantianmen, it's better to think about how to find time to refine your body!

Yang Jun lay on the bed without any sleep, still turned over and meditated, while thinking about it in his head.

Whether it's Chu Yi or Jiang Linxian, these can be put aside first. Yang Jun felt that since he didn't know their plan, he might as well improvise and see the move.

Also, after the opening of the spiritual aperture, he was successfully promoted to the first-order spiritual cultivation yesterday, and it was time for him to find the corresponding exercises to cultivate.

Although the real person of Yushan is unreliable, it seems that the only way to ask him in this matter is to ask him what exercises to start cultivating.

By the way, the disciples of Xuantianmen should have a complete set of textbook-like exercise classics, beginner, intermediate, and high-level, from spirituality, martial arts to young masters, each stage has corresponding exercises, and you can also find out these standard classics and read them.

However, you need a nameplate to borrow a classic, but the information on your nameplate has not been changed? Tomorrow I will go to Jiangyuntai and ask about the classics by the way.

The Mirage Gongfa texts have a very strict hierarchy, and if you don't reach a certain stage of cultivation, you are not eligible to read the relevant texts.

Yang Jun was thinking, he used to be the youngest generation, but now he is a generation older, from a preparatory student to a teaching assistant, I don't know if there is any preferential treatment for borrowing classics?

There is also a situation where one can transcend the level of cultivation and practice a higher level of exercises. That is to strive to occupy the top spot on the major lists.

Yang Jun didn't stick to which way, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with competing for a place on the list with a group of disciples as a "senior uncle". As long as it can make him stronger, why not?

Which thing is not more important than those idle things? The more Yang Jun sits, the more sober he becomes.

He had just been promoted to a first-order spiritual cultivation with the help of Yin Yang Ruyi Jue, and he had the feeling that the aura was like a turbulent sea tide, the rolling river was continuous, and the feeling of pouring into his body was in contrast, at this moment, he was sitting in a dark cave, and the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by his own strength was not enough.

Yang Jun paused his exercise and opened his eyes.

There was a faint white light seeping through the entrance of the cave, and with Yang Jun's eyesight, this small stone room was no different from the white sun in his eyes.

Lying on the stone platform with his hands hands facing inward, Yang Jun could hear his steady breathing, and he could also see his back undulating with the rhythm of his breathing.

After the New Year, the weather has become much warmer, and now the snow on the mountains has almost melted except for the top of the mountain. The howling cold wind of the night has gradually weakened, and the sound of wild beasts whining and crying in the cave is no longer there.

The campfire burned out, and only a little spark remained.

Yang Jun got up and walked out of the cave.

On the night of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, the sky was clear and the cool breeze was blowing, but it did not make people feel cold. Yang Jun looked up and saw the bright moon and stars in the sky, the sky was deep and clear, which made people think far away.

A piece of silver light sprinkled down, and the vast distant mountains were covered with a layer of veil. It's misty, but it's good-looking.

As soon as the cool breeze blew, Yang Jun, who was not a little sleepy, suddenly felt clear, and felt refreshed, and his body was indescribably happy.

Such a silent wilderness is more suitable for contemplation than a narrow cave chamber.

He walked through the rubble and casually on the hillside, as if aimless, just walking.

The moon is in the sky, and the sky is full of stars. Such a scene is indeed rare for Yang Jun, who has lived in an industrial society for nearly 20 years.

But in the Shengzhou world, this is not unusual.

Whether it was sailing on the sea, Lingyuan or Ling Chu Mountain, most of the time the weather was clear, and every star was exceptionally bright.

Yang Jun is not without amazement, but it is just pure appreciation, and today, it seems that there is a sense of happiness that has been lost and regained.

Coming out of the foggy hidden realm, whether it was seeing the clear day or such a clear night, Yang Jun felt a little lucky, like relief after being suppressed for a long time.

Although the clouds and mist in the valley are abundant in spiritual energy, they do not see the light of day in the end. Counting that he hadn't seen such a night sky for half a month, Yang Jun was immersed in the boundless night, dressed in the light of the stars and moon, walking in the wilderness.

In early spring, even in the wild, it is difficult to hear the sound of insects and birds, and only stepping on the grass makes the sound of a rope.

Yang Jun climbed up the hillside to the edge of the stone cliff behind the cave to the sound of his own footsteps.

Under the cliff is the valley where he hid and cultivated yesterday, and there is a stone beam more than one zhang wide in front of him, which is not known how long it is. The stone beams are connected to the mountain, and they are hidden in the misty clouds and mist a few feet away.

Yang Jun went to this stone cliff three times, but did not walk through this stone beam.

The moonlight was clear, but it was not as blazing as the daylight, and although I could see the nearby scenery clearly, I couldn't look beyond the fog in the valley to the mountains on the other side.

In front of him, there is a vast and boundless sea. The stone beam was like a long dragon crawling in a sea of clouds.

Yang Jun stood quietly for a moment, remembered You Long Feiyun, suddenly smiled, and walked onto the stone beam.

The moonlight and the fog met, and the trials in his vision became a little blurred, leaving only a hazy shadow. There are high cliffs on both sides, and there is a white mist in front of and behind him, and Yang Jun feels that his steps are a little floating when he walks on the stone beam.

His steps were light, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Thirty zhang away, Yang Jun's figure was completely hidden in the mist.

His stance as he walked slowly changed suddenly, his left hand clenched into a fist and quickly retracted under his armpit, and his right fist slammed into the vast air in front of him.

"Jiaolong gets water!"

The dragon meets the clouds and thrives.

The dragon and the clouds are here at this moment.

The waist and legs were fully extended, and Yang Jun, who had not moved his muscles and bones for many days, instantly opened the pores of his whole body, and at the same time as he punched out, sweat broke out on his head and body.

The aura surging in the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, and a wisp of light cyan aura came out from the place where the fist wind was heading.

With this punch, Yang Jun heard a slight crackling sound, as if small bombs were bursting in the air around him. In the white mist, a cluster of pale cyan shimmers flashed, as brilliant as fireworks.

Sure enough, the advancement of spiritual cultivation will add a layer of attack power to the pure flesh and bones.

Yang Jun's eyes flashed slightly, and his legs quickly alternated two steps, then one leg bent slightly, and the other leg kicked out violently.

Crackling!

A ray of pale cyan aura burst out from leg to foot, and suddenly exploded when the strength of the foot was at the end.

The power of the ejection was almost a zhang away, however, in an instant, the flickering spiritual light was not extinguished, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Jun had returned to the same place.

Under his agitation, the surrounding clouds and mist had changed from flowing quietly to moving and rolling irregularly.

It can't be said that there is no pattern. It should be that Yang Jun is quiet and the fog is quiet, and Yang Jun is moving and the fog is moving.

The body stretched, and what he got was the ultimate pleasure experience, and his figure loomed in the clouds, like a dragon that soared into the sky as rain and clouds.

"Dragon Wanders Qunuma!"

Yang Jun raised his arms high for a while, and his legs spun for a while, and his movements were simple and complex.

In the mist, it was like a blower thrown into it, stirring through the stone beams in order.

There was a crackling sound in the mist, and clusters of pale cyan aura exploded one after another, dazzling.

"Cloud Steaming Dragon Change!"

Yang Jun waved his spinning arms, causing the wind and clouds on the stone beam to protrude, and the momentum changed suddenly, like a tornado blowing in a calm desert, and the wind and sand were spreading.

The pale cyan aura turned from a small cluster of fireworks to a dancing dragon snake.

"Yunqi Longxiang!"

Punching and kicking, slamming left and right, like the wind moving the clouds, the clouds that change under the wind and are swept away. The mist on the stone beam also gathered and dispersed with Yang Jun's movements.

"Flying Dragons Ride the Clouds!"

Yang Jun tapped his toes, jumped up from the stone beam, and raised his head and neck. The posture is elegant, the movements are graceful and handsome, the clouds and mist swim past him, Yang Jun is like a cloud driving the fog, transcendent from the outside of things.

The flying dragon riding the clouds is the most chic style, at this time the bright moon in the sky is sprinkled with silver light all over the ground, and the clouds and mist add a hazy meaning. Yang Jun also felt that his body was in the air, as if he had broken free from a layer of restraint.

In the moonlight mist, on the narrow stone beam, Yang Jun unleashed the technique of swimming dragons and flying clouds one after another.

I didn't practice for many days, and I only found the state of my peak after only three round-trips.

Yang Jun is a personality that is easy to focus, and this is especially true at this time, putting all his mind on refining the body, and striving for 100% precision and perfection in every movement.

After four or five movements, he was already soaking wet.

When you focus on one thing, your senses become sharper and you are more able to perceive changes in your body.

For example, the aura flowing around in the meridians and acupoints, as he punches, kicks, elbows, and stretches again and again, the pale cyan aura flows from the meridians, meridians, and tendons to the bones.

On the white bones, there was also a layer of extremely light jade blue, with a faint glow.

But inevitably, after one flash of spiritual light, a wave of tiredness hit Yang Jun's body.

You Long Feiyun is very physically demanding, which Yang Jun has known for a long time, but at that time, he had not yet channeled his psychic skills, and all he consumed was his own flesh and blood power. After refining your body today, you will feel so tired?

This made Yang Jun feel faintly excited.

Opportunity, today may be the opportunity he has been waiting for for a long time!

From the fifth level of body refining to the sixth level, he has been waiting for so long!

On the one hand, the consumption of physical strength, and on the other hand, the excitement of spirit, Yang Jun suddenly fell into an extremely mysterious feeling.

The bright moon and mountains and rivers have all disappeared, and there is only a sea of clouds churning in front of you.

In the flesh, it is the ultimate emptiness; In spirit, it is extremely excited.

Ten consecutive days of spiritual energy replenishment had allowed his body to accumulate objective energy, which was enough to support the consumption required to break through the refining realm. (To be continued.) )