In the following days, Du Fei did not go out again, but after instructing Xiao Ai to pay attention to himself, he began his own cultivation process. From the next day, he entered the back mountain of the Du family to cultivate.

There are only two months left before the clan ratio, and if you don't produce any results in cultivation, I'm afraid it won't work. And under the pressure of Du Qing, Du Fei also understood that if he was defeated in the clan competition, I am afraid that everything now will be completely lost!

And this result, he is indeed completely unacceptable!

Under the waterfall in the back mountain, Du Fei ** put on his upper body, his body slowly unfolded, whether it was a leg sweep or a punch, every movement looked very gentle, but in this gentleness, every blow would be with a bit of fierce force.

The two forces of fierceness and gentleness are softened together, and I am afraid that there is only one Du Fei who can achieve this step in the ninefold stage of forging the body.

After performing a cotton fist, it was considered a warm-up, Du Fei carefully took out the crystal bottle in his arms, dripped out a drop of liquid medicine inside, and carefully hid the crystal bottle, Du Fei slowly took the drop of liquid medicine.

With the experience of taking it for the first time, this time, Du Fei was not so impulsive, but with the slow swallowing of the medicinal liquid, his body was also slowly deployed, and the cotton fist was immediately struck.

Sure enough, this time, although there was still a bone-chilling cold gushing out of Du Fei's dantian, but because of the cotton fist, this cold feeling was a little lighter, although it was cold, but Du Fei felt a little more comfortable.

With this feeling, the fist swayed out quickly in Du Fei's hand, and the cold air contained in the fist wind kept freezing the water mist around him.

The frozen mist, under the guidance of Du Fei's cotton fist, followed the strange traces and turned slightly for a moment before landing one after another.

Vaguely, Du Fei's cotton fist seems to have a bit of soft internal strength, although this internal strength is not as obvious as true breath, but it does exist.

It's just that even Du Fei himself didn't notice this strange internal strength, not to mention that there are no outsiders here.......

"Huhuhuhu-"

This time, I don't know how long it took for Du Fei to finish the last way of Mianquan, and at the same time, the cold air that permeated the dantian had disappeared.

And Du Fei's skin also became more and more soft, and as he moved slightly, the crackling sound in the bones of his body continued to sound.

This feeling of comfort all over his body, Du Fei has been cultivating for so long, but it is the first time he feels it.

Slightly stunned, Du Fei seemed to think of something, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and then a fist fell on a stone in front of him.

With his movements, the stone instantly cracked, almost turning into powder.

"Bone Cracking Stone, the fifth weight of the forging body?" Du Fei's face was stunned, and in an instant, the color of shock turned into violent joy, "No...... It's the sixth weight of the forging body!?"

As for whether he could advance to the sixth level of forging body so quickly, Du Fei was also a little unconvinced in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, Du Fei took a slight breath and slowly unleashed his fist again.

This time, the power contained in each blow in the cotton fist was several times stronger than before, and even at the moment of bombardment, people could faintly hear the sound that tore through the air. Only then did Du Fei believe that he had really reached the sixth weight of the forging body.

"This cotton fist is really weird, although it is only the sixth weight of the forging body, but if you don't talk about the internal strength, every punch I squeeze out, I'm afraid I have the strength of the seventh weight of the forging body! Even if it stops here, I also have the confidence to resist Du Qing, but it's just ........"

Thinking of this, Du Fei's movements slowly stopped, and he frowned slightly.

The seventh weight of the forging body, compared with the first six, is naturally the first threshold of the path of martial arts, and there is naturally a reason. One is the emergence of true breath, so that martial arts cultivation is no longer just about forging the body, but from the inside out. Secondly, true breath is the foundation of martial arts cultivation, that is, after having true breath, martial arts cultivators can officially begin to cultivate martial arts.

Although under the martial arts, the martial arts that can be cultivated are just big road goods, but even these big road goods can double a person's strength.

In other words, even if he is able to fight against Du Qing of the seventh weight of the forging body with the strength of the sixth weight of the forging body because of the relationship between the cotton fist, but if the other party uses martial arts, I am afraid that he will be defeated, right?

What's more, he has made progress in the past three months, so why hasn't Du Qing made progress?

You know, which one can reach the seventh weight of the forging body, which one is simple!

"Even if you forge the sixth level, you can't be complacent because of this! One and a half months! No, within a month, you will definitely have to advance to the seventh level of forging body! The rest of the time to cultivate martial arts!"

After a certain confidence, Du Fei sneered slightly, and his gaze fell on the crystal bottle.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth, but this time he poured two drops of liquid from the bottle and threw them into his mouth.

............

Time is like flowing water, fleeting.

It's just a blink of an eye, and a month has passed quickly.

In front of the waterfall in the back mountain of the Du family, a figure was still slowly exercising his forging fist.

At this moment, Du Fei's eyes are slightly closed, his breathing is natural, and with every punch he throws out, the water mist that is driven is more and more, and Du Fei's forging fist seems to be more and more natural when driving these water mist.

In the past two months, although Du Fei's body shape has not changed much, whether it is skin or bones, it has changed greatly, and it cannot be seen inside, but his slightly yellowish skin, no matter how you look at it, seems to contain infinite fierce strength.

Whether it was in the past or now, people who can cultivate to this point in two months can be said to be rare.

To be able to do this, although it is said that there is a reason for the body forging liquid, and the bigger reason is that Du Fei has been trying hard since he was a child, although he has not been able to cultivate, but he has already laid a solid foundation for himself, coupled with this daily penance, it is reasonable to make progress and terror.

As a set of cotton fists was completed, Du Fei, who was cultivating, let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, a cold flickered in his dark eyes, and this coldness almost made the air around him freeze.

Fortunately, it was only a moment, but Du Fei had already returned to his normal expression, he squeezed his fist slightly, and carefully experienced the soft strength contained in the fist peak.

After cultivating for so long, Du Fei also experienced the strange internal strength that occasionally appeared when he used his cotton fist.

Although this internal strength is rare, in Du Fei's opinion, if he can understand and understand this internal strength, then the seventh level of forging the body will be a matter of course.

In the past month, Du Fei has grasped the detailed experience of this internal strength several times, but he has always missed the essentials, but today, he vaguely feels that he has a little understanding of this internal strength.

"Strength, from outside the body, then no matter how soft it is, it is still rigid...... But what if the power comes out of the dantian!?"

Du Fei had never tried this, but today he took a slight breath and slowly closed his eyes.

As he closed his eyes, he clearly felt for the first time that between breaths, the thin heaven and earth vitality slowly converged along his meridians towards the lower abdomen dantian, but this time it was different from any previous hazy feeling, these thin heaven and earth vitality did not dissipate, but with the accumulation of time, it became more and more intense.

At the same time, the residual medicinal power of the body forging liquid that had originally precipitated in Du Fei's meridians seemed to have been stimulated at this time. After slowly flowing in Du Fei's meridians for a while, they also quickly flowed towards Du Fei's dantian lower abdomen.

With the inflow of cold medicinal power, the air mass in the lower abdomen of the dantian seemed to slowly form, and when it was the size of a fist, it suddenly turned slowly.

The rotation was extremely jerky at first, but as time passed, it became more and more mellow, and at some point, the thin cyclone seemed to take shape.......

"It's ...... True Breath Cyclone?"

A trace of thought flashed in Du Fei's mind, and then he exhaled quickly, and this time, the true breath cyclone in the dantian qi sea did not disappear, but still existed, even if Du Fei slowly retracted the posture of the fist, it seemed that he could feel that breath at any time.

Opening his eyes slightly, Du Fei was not in a hurry to verify anything, but slowly swung away again, a set of cotton fists, and came out smoothly.

As he moved, large drops of black sweat quickly popped out of his pores, and even a few wisps of white smoke lingered on his head.......

"Bang bang - boom-"

With the last movement, a crisp bone crunch flashed continuously, and then, Du Fei slapped his backhand on the boulder in front of him, and in an instant, a clear palm print appeared on it, but the boulder did not burst.......

Seeing this scene, the corners of Du Fei's mouth couldn't help but hang a faint smile.

"Finally, the seventh weight of the advanced forging body ......"

Closing his eyes and sensing the true breath cyclone in his dantian again for a moment, Du Fei muttered, at this moment, a strong self-confidence surged up!