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Facing the deep valley, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff.

Yang Jun pinched the trick and closed his eyes slightly. In front of me, no, all around, there were some dots, sparse or dense. They flickered little by little, like the light of fireflies, floating around his body.

Yang Jun knew that these were the aura, the aura that gathered the essence of heaven and earth.

They are not "seen", but perceived. --His eyes were slightly closed, and all he could see was the vast sea of white clouds under his eyes.

Yang Jun relaxed his mind, and his breath went from slow and soft to deep, like a ghost's breath.

His body seemed to have no ups and downs, but Yang Jun knew that every inch of his body, every bit of skin, was relaxed and breathing.

His mind turned, approaching like those flickering points of light. No, it's to attract those points of light closer.

They were literally like clouds of smoke, slowly, gently, approaching his body.

From the top of the head, from the center of the eyebrows, from the palm...... From every inch of his body, poured into his body.

Yang Jun remembered the various magic weapons in Journey to the West, as soon as he opened the cap, he could take people and gods in. He felt like a bottle, and when he opened the lid, the aura poured in.

These auras have a docile appearance, burrowing into the body and merging into the meridians.

Like a drizzle from the sky, whether it falls on the mountains or plains, it will flow into the streams and rivers, and finally flow to the sea.

These auras converge along the meridians to the dantian, and Yang Jun only feels the warmth of his lower abdomen, and he knows that he can carry Zhou Tian's work.

As soon as the mind moves, the qi is drawn out from the dantian, through the perineum, through the anus & door, along the spine and the pulse through the tail, the spine and the jade pillow three passes, to the top of the head mud pills, and then from the two ears and cheeks to go down, will go to Yingxiang, walk the magpie bridge, connect with the Ren pulse, return to the dantian along the middle of the chest and abdomen, and return to the dantian along the middle of the chest and abdomen, and enter the sea of qi.

The jade liquid is returned to the pill, and it will be made in a small week.

Yang Jun didn't stop, his breathing slowed down, and he mobilized the aura that had continuously entered his body, and traveled along the second vein of Ren Du.

Round and round.

I don't know how long it took, and in the distance, where heaven and earth meet, a crack opened, like a thin thread, separating heaven and earth. The line goes from dim to translucent, red, from dark to bright.

On the horizon were a few colored clouds, which were trimmed with gold. A few golden rays of light shone through the gaps in the clouds, and the sea of blue clouds gradually became brighter. The blue sky and the sea of clouds suddenly became distinct.

On the empty canopy, a purple red burst suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Yang Jun opened his eyes as if he had a feeling, and the essence in his eyes flashed.

He looked at the horizon steadily, and saw that the line of purple red slowly rose, gradually turning into a small arc, and when it reached a semicircle, the color also changed from purple to orange and golden red.

The last one jumped hard, a round of red sun hung in the sky, ten thousand rays of light shot to the earth, and the sea of clouds was bright!

The rising sun shone on the face, and there was no blazing touch.

Yang Jun's eyes were different, looking at this round of red sun that brought light to the world, there was also a red reflection in his eyes.

The Land of the Rising Sun.

According to ancient Chinese legend, the place of the rising sun in the east is the abode of immortals. The fairyland of Lai, Yingzhou, and the abbot has an elixir, which has attracted emperors to ask for medicine.

There is also a poem by Bai Juyi, who suddenly heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the ethereal space. The ethereal, faint, if there is nothing, the emptiness is insignificant, leading people to infinite reverie, leisurely fascination.

Yang Jun laughed. The imagination is so magnificent and beautiful, but the facts prove that the east is overseas, which is the neon country, and the east is the maple leaf country. Where is the fairy mountain?

But the Shengzhou world is not the same as the earth.

Yang Jun thought, where the sun rises, is there a fairy mountain? What kind of world is there outside the Shengzhou continent?

Or one day, you can also set foot overseas and visit the fairy mountain?

Yang Jun was only in a trance, and then took advantage of the unfinished time of the morning dew to do Da Zhou Tiangong again.

From the lower dantian to the middle of the body, along the hand three yin from the chest to the hand, along the hand three yang from the back of the hand to the head, and then the foot three yang from the head, back, foot three miles to the foot, and finally from the foot to the three yin, from the abdomen to the chest.

Different from the feeling of being full of true qi when he was doing Xiao Zhou Tian, when Yang Jun was doing Great Zhou Tiangong, he only felt that the aura in his body was gradually dissipating, and he didn't know where to go. After an hour, there was not much left of the abundant aura that had been abundant in the small week.

Even so, Yang Jun did not stop. Because of this situation, Chu Ke has encountered it countless times.

Yang Jun didn't care, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be disappointed.

What he knows, concentrate into the air pocket, and after the big and small Zhou Tian is successful, he can form the Inner Dan.

There is a saying of "building a foundation in a hundred days", and building a foundation is the beginning of cultivating immortals. Although there is no foundation building for the level of Xuantian cultivation, it is only a difference in name, and it is not far from each other in nature.

Since there is also a knot pill, or there is also a Yuan Baby, it is not known, but I don't know which level it corresponds to.

But looking at his body, the aura is inhaled, Zhou Tian has traveled all over, but there is not much left when he returns to the dantian, and it seems that the hope of knotting the Dan is very slim.

Yang Jun thought for a while, and said in his heart, no wonder Chu Ke is still a scumbag with the triple power of refining the body. This kind of Qi cultivation is really difficult to make progress! Sure enough, he is still more suitable for practicing the path of martial arts.

Yang Jun sighed, stretched his muscles and bones, and began to refine his body.

All roads lead to Rome. If you can do one thing to the extreme, there will be a day of success.

He pressed his target to a boulder near the maple grove and struck it with his body.

Fists, palms, arms, elbows, and even the top of the head and knees need to be tempered in place.

The important role of refining the body is to enhance the toughness of the muscles and bones, improve the ability to resist blows, and stimulate the potential of the body.

There is also a fixed pattern for refining the body, and it is not just a matter of hitting. Every time Yang Jun makes a shot, he strives to make his posture perfect. Fist clenching, elbow tugging, punching, only the perfect posture can most effectively forge muscles and bones without causing damage to the body.

Call!

Drink!

Call!

Drink!

Yang Jun's breathing gradually turned from soft at the beginning to slow. The interval between the dull sounds of the target is getting longer and longer.

But the voice never changed, and the strength of Yang Jun's hand did not increase or decrease. With constant power, he hit the target again and again.

Flesh is burning!

The blood is boiling!

The body is like the blazing morning sun behind him, exuding endless vitality.

The skin on Yang Jun's body was also reddened by the flow of blood qi, especially his complexion.

Ha!

He delivered the final blow one by one, shoulders and elbows, a perfect close, and stood in front of the boulder.

Yang Jun stood on the ground, did not move for a long time, and seemed to have turned into a mountain rock.

Sweat ran down his sideburns, between his eyebrows, down his cheeks, down his chin, and finally dripping into the dirt beneath his feet.