Yang Jun has already experienced two breakthroughs in the realm of body refining.

For the first time, he had just become Chu Ke, an apprentice who didn't know anything about it, and he had to rely on pills to provide energy in order to support the consumption of the triple to quadruple self-refining body.

The second time, among the Lingyuan, he was first taught the technique of traveling dragons and flying clouds by Lying Qiu, and with the replenishment of Lingyuan for nearly a month, with an appropriate amount of Pei Yuan Dan, he was successfully promoted to the fifth level of refining one month after he was promoted to the fourth level of body refining.

And after that, he waited four months for this breakthrough.

Whether it is spiritual cultivation or martial cultivation, the more advanced the entry level, the more difficult it is. What's more, Chu Ke's achievements in refining the body were originally extremely fast.

Jing can be valued by Bi Ge and selected as a personal disciple, and he is already a leader in this class of disciples who attaches equal importance to spiritual and martial cultivation.

She was still refining the triple level on the eve of the Ling Chu Mountain martial arts competition, but she was also at her peak, and she didn't know if she had broken through the quadruple at this time.

The speed of cultivation varies from person to person, and Yang Jun doesn't want to use other people's data as a horizontal reference. What he wants with all his heart is that he keeps getting stronger and stronger.

From time to time, Yang Jun would recall the galaxy-like jade crumbs beneath the Phantom Thunder Sea. The death of those disciples did not cause the slightest splash, and they were buried in the mud at the bottom of the lake.

In this world where the strong can kill the weak, life and death are only between the thoughts of others.

It was only after Yang Jun saw those detritus that he felt more and more strongly what it meant to be "the jungle of the jungle".

What he wants to strive for is not to be at the top of his peers, but to have the ability to be invincible when life and death are at stake.

It was also recently that Yang Jun suddenly thought that the test results that he was once so nervous about were actually not so important.

It's not that it doesn't matter whether the grades are good or bad, but only indulging in comparing with your own 100 classmates, the pattern is too small.

However, this sudden realization was no longer useful to him.

His arms were still dancing, his legs were spinning, and Yang Jun's figure appeared and disappeared on the stone beam that was a foot wide, stirring the clouds and mist around him.

Droplets of sweat were thrown out with the large movements of the body, knocking through the clouds and mist, and disappearing into the sea of clouds.

Yang Jun only felt that his body was like a fire, and the blood in his whole body was boiling, surging like a tide.

Blood, is red.

The meat is red.

Even his eyes were already red.

Beyond the narrow stone beams is a bottomless abyss.

Either forward or backward, left and right, Yang Jun never stepped out of the stone beam.

There are no narrow stone beams in his eyes, no tumbling sea of clouds, only red blood, red flesh, bright as stars, and surging meridian aura.

Yang Jun felt like his body was on fire, and his body was hot

The pale cyan aura flickered faintly in the meridians, as if it was steaming by hot flesh and blood, one point, two points, three points...... Slowly seeping into the flesh.

A cool breath emanates from the meridians and spiritual apertures to the flesh and bones.

It was like drops of rain falling on the hot sand, and the heat subsided little by little.

Yang Jun's throat was smoking, but he had no intention of stopping.

Sometimes it is in a leaping shape, sometimes it is in a prostrate state, the figure is churning in the clouds and mist, and the spiritual light flashes one after another.

When the muscles and bones were stretched to the extreme, the bones and bones were suddenly separated, the bone joints clicked, and a pale cyan star exploded with a bang, and then wrapped the joints at the moment of convergence, pressing all the aura into the joints.

This happens at the shoulders and arms, at the elbows, between the wrists, and in the middle of the ten fingers......

The muscles and bones of the whole body were soaked by this aura.

The crackling sound doesn't know if it's from the clouds or my own body. A smile bloomed at the corner of Yang Jun's mouth.

His flying and whirling figure, like an elusive wind, has no shape, leaping on the narrow stone beam, from this end to it, and then disappears at the end of the clouds in an instant, like a giant dragon swimming in a sea of clouds, seeing the head but not the end.

The pale cyan aura in the clouds became less and less, and one after another clouds of aura covered the bones in the body where the bones met, blending into the white bones, making these bones also linger with a faint jade-colored luster.

It's hard for Yang Jun to describe what it's like now.

Carefree? Not. The smell of burning flesh and blood made his throat dry, but the sweat was still pouring out.

Suffering? Not really. The action is still a board and a glance, and even more stretched, on the basis of the previous standards, there is another layer of chic spirit.

Compared to Xuantianmen's body refining technique, You Long Feiyun needed to consume more physical strength and aura, and Yang Jun was even a little in a trance.

It seems that he is a giant dragon in the sea of clouds, crossing the boundless sea and standing on the top of the cloudy sky.

His punch and leg were faster, driving the whirring wind, sweeping the clouds and mist, and even emitting a high-pitched dragon moan.

When the hot skin touches the water mist, it is like a drop of water dripping on a red-hot soldering iron, snorting softly, and the mist is more abundant where the fists and feet pass, and it also relieves the heat of the skin.

At the same time, there are constantly things in the body that are removed from the pores, squeezed by a thin pale cyan aura, as if to remove all the impurities in the body.

Yang Jun felt that the dampness and stickiness all over his body should not be as simple as sweat or mist.

Hungry.

Yang Jun felt hungry again.

The stomach is empty, and the dantian is scarce.

Although he had been meditating in the valley for nearly ten days, from the beginning of his spiritual aperture to his promotion to a first-order spiritual cultivation, in fact, the spiritual energy stored in his dantian was not much.

The hierarchy of spiritual cultivation is based on the fullness of spiritual knowledge and meridians, and the first level of spiritual cultivation is simply the shallowest level.

Yang Jun felt that he had been able to hold on until now, most of which was still relying on his meridian access and countless spiritual apertures, and he mobilized all his strength to complete this breakthrough.

The pale cyan aura became weaker and weaker, but the speed of Yang Jun's punch did not decrease at all, the rate of breathing slowed down, but the blood was still boiling and rushing rapidly.

Sneering –

The fist wind swept through the clouds and mist, tearing apart the air mixed with a large amount of water vapor.

At the same time, the last wisps of spiritual energy fluttered out of the dantian, passed through the meridians, and then injected into the muscles and bones.

As the right fist struck, there was a bang out of thin air, and the bones of the whole body clicked, mechanically reasoning from the connected joints in an instant, and then returning to their original positions between the lightning and flint.

Yang Jun also seemed to have been drained of the last trace of essence in his body, and he didn't even have time to make the last closing move, and the whole person fell to the right.

His body was smashed on the ground covered with shallow grass and moss, and his entire right arm had been thrown out of the stone beam, and even his head was hanging on the edge of the stone beam.

The surging aura stopped, the surging blood calmed down, and the hot flesh lowered the scorching temperature.

However, the mossy and shallow grass is so damn comfortable!

Yang Jun lay half-lying on the grass, not wanting to move.

After a strenuous workout, the body stops, but the sweat still keeps coming out.

He had already consumed too much water, his eyes were clouded with sticky sweat, and his eyelashes were soaked. Drops of sweat fell down his cheeks to his lips, and even though his lips were closed, Yang Jun also tasted a hint of saltiness.

He swallowed with difficulty, the salty taste slid from the tip of his tongue to his throat, and a little bit of saliva didn't moisten his parched throat.

His chest heaved, and hot breath poured out of his nose and sprayed onto his arm.

Yang Jun finally let out a heavy breath.

There was not much water in the exhaled breath, but it burned the throat more and more dry.

Thirst.

Yang Jun licked his lips and reached out to reach for the storage bag hanging on the left side of his waist, where there was most of the unfinished spirit wine.

He didn't get up, didn't open his eyes, turned his body on the spot, acted on his feelings, tilted his head and swallowed the wine that had been poured down, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

Even if the spirit wine is made from a rare elixir and spirit fruit, after the breakthrough, the lack of spiritual energy in the meridians, acupoints and even the dantian in the whole body, and the exhaustion of the muscles, bones, flesh and blood of the whole body, how can it be supplemented by two mouthfuls of spiritual wine?

But Yang Jun didn't want to do more moves.

Neither wanting to use Yin and Yang Ruyi Jue to absorb spiritual energy, nor wanting to meditate to recover some energy, after pouring two sips of wine, he suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter almost shook the entire stone beam, and the mountains and rocks trembled.

Refining the body sixfold!

It's just that after laughing, Yang Jun has no more emotions.

It may seem to others that breaking through the sixth level of body refining in three years is ecstatic, but he feels that he has been waiting for a long time.

After laughing, I now feel relieved, the surprise has weakened a little, and the whole person has regained its composure. The white fog in front of me is quite boring.

Feeling a little strength regained in his body, Yang Jun got up from the wet ground and staggered towards the bottom of the mountain.

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Yang Jun lay on the rocks outside the cave, his head up at the already white sky, his eyes half-squinted.

Last night, he finally broke through the sixth level of body refining, which made Yang Jun suddenly feel a kind of relaxation like he had finished the college entrance examination after three years of struggle.

He didn't care that most of the energy in his body was being drained, neither using Yin and Yang Ruyijue to absorb aura, nor meditating to recover some energy, just lying on the rocks, watching the full moon slip down the mountain, and the stars in the sky disappearing in the brighter and brighter skylight.

The sky, from deep blue to indigo, from indigo to white.

It wasn't until a black cloud pressed through the sky, oh no, it was the crowd, that Yang Jun opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted towards the cave: "Ancestor! ”

"Early in the morning, what's it called!"

The real man of the mountain came out of the cave with a curse.

He said complaining words in his mouth, but the speed of coming out was not slow, and before Yang Jun's voice fell, his round belly had already appeared at the entrance of the cave.

Yang Jun grinned, jumped down from the big mountain rock, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then are we going to Jiangyuntai yet?" (To be continued.) )