It has been a month since Zhang Lang took Yang Yu to the Heart Refining Road, and in this month's time, Yang Yu has endured all kinds of unspeakable pain and inhuman torture and abuse. They finally reached the depths of the Heart Refining Path, beside the purple sea of fire. After a month of trial, Yang Yu had reached the middle stage of the ground level.

"Yang Yu, this is the depths of the heart training road, and the one you see is the purple sea of fire. This fire will not burn anything, people will feel the pain of burns inside, but it will not burn your clothes, and there will be no burns, just a lot of pain. After a while, you go in first and try it, and if you can't stand it, you will come out. Zhang Lang said to Yang Yu.

Yang Yu nodded, and jumped into the sea of fire. "Ah~hew~ it hurts" is the same as when Zhang Lang first entered the purple fire, the effect monkey jumped and screamed, and ran out of the purple fire.

"Ah, it hurts, Zhang Lang, you're too uninteresting, don't you just say that you only feel pain, but weishenme hurts so much?" Yang Yu said.

"You deserve it, whoever told you to jump directly into the deepest part of the purple fire. It is necessary to advance little by little like a spiritual illusion attack. That's how I came over, but I still have to have strong perseverance and the motivation to endure hardships. Otherwise, it won't be successful," Zhang Lang said.

Yang Yu listened to Zhang Lang's words and went to give it a try. Sure enough, it didn't hurt much when I first entered, but the more I walked in, the more painful it became. Ah~ah~ah~ Suddenly a pig-like cry sounded. Yang Yu ran out of his arms.

"Don't scream, hold on, let me in, who let you out. After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he kicked Yang Yu in. "Ah~woo~" A pig-like cry sounded. "Sit down and meditate, starting from the periphery and going deeper a little bit. ”

After listening to Zhang Lang's words, Yang Yu began to meditate, he did not use the mental method to absorb spiritual power, but first endured the burning of the purple fire on his body and exercised his body. Slowly, the purple fire on the periphery burned on the body and it was not as painful as it was at the beginning, and after a while, the purple fire no longer felt the burning of the body, Yang Yu stood up and walked to the next place.

"Yes, yes, I know how to use purple fire to train first. Zhang Lang said praisefully.

In fact, this is not the case, Yang Yu tried to use the mental method to absorb the spiritual power as soon as he meditated, but when the spiritual power was inhaled into the body, Yang Yu felt even more pain, and repeated the experiment several times in a row, so he gave up and let Zihuo practice the body first.

"Yang Yu, when the purple fire in the depths is useless to you after you finish your physical training, you absorb spiritual power to consolidate your strength in the middle of the ground level. Strive to reach the threshold of the late stage of the ground. Zhang Lang said to Yang Yu.

After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he also jumped into the purple fire and began to meditate. Although the purple fire didn't play much role for the current Zhang Lang, he tried to introduce the purple fire into the dantian to calcinate the Linghao stone, but failed, and the purple fire could not enter the dantian.

Yang Yu was jumping all the way and screaming like a pig, and after ten days of inhuman burning torture, he finally came to the deepest part of the purple fire. The strength of this purple fire burned several times that of the outside. "Ah~Uhhh~" As soon as Yang Yu entered, there was a fierce howl like killing a pig that he often heard in his heart training, and it was mixed with some jumping movements, which were very beautiful, just like a monkey dancing. The screams continued, Yang Yu endured the indescribable burning pain, and as time went on, Yang Yu's pig-like screams became smaller and smaller, and it seemed that he had adapted to the purple fire in the depths. He sat motionless, the purple fire burning against him, but he wasn't scared at all. He was like a monk who had attained enlightenment and sat still. At this time, he used his mental method, his fingers waved again and again, and there were strange handprints, and he was like a saint with high mana power, sitting in the purple flame, evolving the endless holy law.

Zhang Lang was stunned when he looked at Yang Yu's current situation, and after coming to his senses, he said: "How did Yang Yu evolve these things, he won't upgrade again, right? ”

Yang Yu is still trying all kinds of mudras, but he has never studied or seen some mudras, so what about him? It turns out that when he was meditating and running his mind, many visions appeared in front of him: there were dancing fairies, there were masters of the Dao, there were people who were fighting life and death, and there were many demonic beasts who were also making big stops............ There are so many that you can't see them, and these illusions are still so real. Yang Yu is now referring to these illusions to see if he can evolve his own Dao and cultivate spells. However, he has already groped for the threshold of spells, but he can't cultivate it yet, because he still needs an opportunity, an opportunity to cultivate spells.

Zhang Lang looked at Yang Yu with a strange handprint and didn't know how to do it, and when he saw the phantom in front of Yang Yu, he immediately understood. He sat down quickly and learned that Yang Yu was also trying all kinds of strange handprints. Zhang Lang knew that he had not yet succeeded in building a foundation, and he could only make a single handprint and could not feel the mysteries in it, but Zhang Lang did know that he had to master these handprints, which would be good for his imminent catastrophe.

The movements in Yang Yu's hands were getting faster and faster, and the speed of the illusion transformation in front of him was also getting faster and faster. Suddenly, he stopped sealing, stretched out his hands, and a ball of spiritual power light the size of an egg appeared on the palm of his hand, this ball of light rotated in Yang Yu's hand, and it jumped in his hand like a naughty bird. However, the ball of light in Yang Yu's hand flickered and flickered, extremely unstable, and could disappear at any time, Yang Yu combined his hands and pushed forward, and the spiritual power ball flew forward, but it didn't fly far before it disappeared. It's like it didn't show up.

"Hey, I've cultivated the spell, but it's not very stable," Yang Yu said to himself.

After more than a month of extraordinary torture and abuse, with Yang Yu's tenacious efforts to bear all the pain, he finally completed the trial of practicing his heart. Not only has the realm been raised to the middle of the ground level, but also cultivated spells under the guidance of illusions, although the spells cultivated are not very stable, but this is a small step in cultivation, a beginning.

"Yang Yu, congratulations!, you have cultivated all the spells," Zhang Lang said to Yang Yu.

"Xiexie, it's true that I've cultivated, but it's not very stable," Yang Yu said.

"Don't be discouraged if it's okay,

Take your time, now that you have cultivated the spell, you will definitely be able to stabilize it. Zhang Lang said.

"Okay, I'll sit and practice for a while. Yang Yu said.

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Lang to speak, Yang Yu sat down and began to practice.