The first threshold of spiritual cultivation, "opening up the sea of qi", is actually not difficult, and the spiritual yuan accumulation reaches a certain stage to break through the physical barrier and naturally form the sea of qi. For ordinary spiritual cultivation, it is just a water grinding effort, and the spiritual yuan is so thick that it will naturally come naturally.

But Yan San is obviously a freak, he has cultivated his body to the third order, the physical barrier is like a mountain for the first-order Lingyuan, and no matter how strong the Lingyuan is, it is just a mountain chopping knife, the knife has to cut through the mountain, even if it is a divine weapon, this difficulty can be described as a difficult task.

Three months, a full three months passed, the "Great Wind Song" was running almost day and night, except for the necessary food, Yan San almost never sleeped, controlling the purple dragon scroll firmly in front of the physical barrier, grinding and cutting, still not a trace of loosening and collapse.

It's just that this matter is not in a hurry, and there is no other shortcut. Unlike the fusion of Lingyuan, Yan San can still be ingenious. Breaking through this kind of thing, he thought that he had not yet challenged the tens of thousands of years of cultivation mode.

The meridians have expanded in a full circle in this continuous operation, and Yan San's spiritual cultivation has reached the limit of the Primordial Stage, the "majestic sea", and at this time, Yan San's meridian spirit yuan has become an ocean, and the perception is simply boundless. The huge tornado clinging to the physical barrier was overwhelming, and the blood knife was frantically sharpened and drilled, and countless tiny tornadoes rolled out from the meridians of Yan San, blending into the purple tornado to replenish consumption.

Finally, on this day, Yan San sensed that there was a trace of loosening of the physical barrier.

However...... Another month has passed, the loosening is still loose, more and more loosening shows no trace of collapse, this solid mountain does not know how deep, thick and tenacious, there is no hope of breaking at all.

On this day, Yan San habitually touched his side, but he was empty. When I looked at it, there was a large pile of gray powder around me, and the spirit crystals had actually been consumed.

Originally, Yan San got hundreds of millions of yuan crystals from the extermination of the Heavenless Sect, and there were about 200 million yuan around him after sharing the profit to Tuoba Ye and Wang Buchi, and there were also 200,000 yuan crystals all of them in the third order, of course, the three kinds of yuan crystals were different, of which blood crystals accounted for most of them, and there were also 30,000 spirit crystals, and the soul crystals just meant it, only 10,000, after all, Wenyang Zifu didn't need too many soul yuans, just maintain a moisturizing effect.

After settling the score, Yan San found one of the most embarrassing things, and he had done it until now! The thirty-thousand-third-order spirit crystal, in Yan San's sleepless absorption and consumption, had been completely reimbursed in more than four months.

The average daily consumption of more than two hundred yuan crystals, others may not believe it, but the consumption of a third-order spiritual cultivator for half a year is only this amount, and one to two pieces a day is enough to maintain cultivation.

But firstly, Yan Sanlingyuan is condensed like pearl sand through the waves, or it is impossible to dare to absorb the third-order spirit crystal as a first-order identity, and the cost is already on par with the third-order spiritual cultivation; second, in order to rush through the level, Yan San has not considered the loss at all, just like a knife cutting a mountain stone, it is a ruthless chop, no matter how your knife is, in short, if you don't stop, the knife is broken and take a new one to continue chopping, and the consumption will be great......

Stop there? This is not the result that Yan San wants. Once the rush stops, I don't know how long it will take to start again. Yan San hesitated for a moment, took out a grass from the tiger print glove, stretched out his mouth and took a small flower on it, and swallowed it.

This is a fairy grass that Yan San learned about the Xuanyuan Spring Hunting Secret Realm, and it was moistened by the Nine Heavens Wind Source for hundreds of years. The value is immeasurable.

Originally, Yan San didn't want to be so violent, but he had already handed over all the bits and pieces to the crow before, and there were only a few of the most valuable things on his body, and the only thing left to replenish the spirit yuan was this 'Night Wind Chime', Yan San didn't want to fall short, so he simply chewed on this fifth-order treasure.

In fact, the effect of the 'Nine Heavens Wind Source' in Yan San's body was better and more secure than the 'Night Wind Chime', but it was a pity that it was sealed by the dense strips of black and white cloth on the handle of the knife, and all the Heavenly Wind Spirit Yuan absorbed was locked in the handle of the knife 'Nazhu Dragon Scroll', nourishing the knife body, and only exuding a faint trace of it. The blade is incomplete, the wind blows the sand and can't get out of the sheath, and Yan San can't control the 'Nine Heavens Wind Source', so if it's a waste, he can only stare dryly.

"Night Wind Chime" Yan San only gnawed on the top of a flower bone, that is, a small wind chime, the fifth-order immortal grass contains a huge amount of Yuan power, Yan San will not die to the point of swallowing it.

As soon as he entered his abdomen, Yan San screamed in his heart: Cool! Yes, it's very cool. The purple tornado swelled violently, spinning wildly at an unprecedented speed, and Yan San could clearly feel the loosening of the physical barrier increasing by a minute.

The reason is very simple, it turns out that absorbing spirit crystals to supplement consumption can only maintain the operation of the purple dragon scroll, and the control still depends on Yan San, and there is always a limit to the pressure of the physical disability, and if a person drinks water, how much to drink depends on his own will. But the 'Night Wind Chimes' are different, if someone else takes a jar of water and ties you open your mouth and pries it open, you can't help but drink it! The large amount of spiritual energy of the Night Wind Chimes exploded, giving the purple dragon scroll a huge momentum, and the pressure exerted on the physical barrier suddenly increased greatly.

As the medicinal power continued to be urged, the influx of spirit yuan became more and more turbulent, and the purple dragon curled like a madman, and the blood knife mixed in it quickly slashed at the Roshan barrier at an invisible speed, loosening more and more, and the cracks could be faintly felt.

This is the feeling! The feeling of flying! Yan San's heart was excited, and the purple tornado was more and more urged to spin faster, extremely fast, so fast that it flew up.

However, as time went by, Yan San became more and more frightened, and he began to scold his mother again in his heart: the fifth-order immortal grass was really not covered, and the output of the spirit yuan was stable and mellow, and it was getting more and more fierce, and there was no limit...... But the key is that the physical disability can still hold on, and his meridians are almost unable to hold on!

Consumption is not absorbed quickly, and if you eat too much, you will become fat. Lingyuan absorbs too much, and either rushes to the next stage, or it can't hold up the explosion...... The so-called monk's body explosion and death, this is the case, the spiritual energy in the body is too full, and the body can't be restrained, with a snap, the sky is full of blood mist, the meridians are broken and he dies, and the tragic one can't even leave the whole corpse......

Of course, Yan San didn't want to play the trick of self-detonation, so he could only desperately run the purple dragon scroll and increase consumption. Now he has to think about not rushing the pass, but saving his life. For a moment, Yan San felt that he was very stupid and naïve, the first order of the first order of the first yuan dared to swallow the fifth order of immortal grass, and he really admired his own intelligence!

Now it's useless to think about all this, hold on until the physical barrier is broken, the sea of qi is formed, and you live; if you can't hold on, you will explode! Persist until the medicine slows down, and live; if you can't hold on, you will still explode! The choice has become the most primitive two: life or death!

It's only half a small

At that time, Yan Sanqi's orifices were bleeding, and the appearance was extremely miserable, which was a precursor to the beginning of the rupture of the meridians. The meridians expanded again and again, and they had reached their limit, and they still couldn't accommodate the heavier and heavier spirit elements. The good news is that the physical barrier has also shown a huge loosening and cracking, and there is a faint tendency to collapse.

Yan San felt like an expanding sheepskin raft, his whole body had been stretched to the point that only a layer of paper-like skin was left, as long as there was a mosquito, a single piece of dust falling on it could cause the sky to collapse and explode. The tough meridians were overwhelmed, and the small parts had already broken slightly, and fine blood spots gradually appeared on the skin of Yan San's body, as if they had been soaked in blood in a blink of an eye......

"Boom ......" suddenly made a sound in his mind that the sky was shattering, Yan San's soul was scattered, and the most feared thing finally happened: the meridians of the whole body exploded in an instant, not broken, but ...... It's blown up, it doesn't exist anymore.

The meridians are a virtual thing, they only exist in perception and imagination, and you can't find this kind of thing when you dissect a person, but you can't deny that it really exists, especially for monks.

But in Yan San's perception, the meridians were really gone, and they died inch by inch as the spirit yuan exploded. But the strange thing is that Yan San did not die, although the huge spirit yuan blew up the meridians, it also completely blew up the physical barrier, Yan San's body pressure was relaxed, and the spirit yuan rushed towards the legendary spiritual foundation: "Sea of Yuan Qi".

The meridians are gone, and where is there any sea of qi...... Everything subverted Yan San's cognition, and Ling Yuan seemed to have broken away from his body, and the sea burst into a bank, extending to infinity, turning into a bright night sky, and the stars were shining......

Yan San came back to his senses from his astonishment, feeling the boundless starry sky blankly, and with a movement of his heart, a purple whirlwind appeared out of thin air in the night sky, and the blood knife disappeared, reflecting the starlight, like a dream.

"What's going on? What about my sea of qi? My meridian sea of qi has actually turned into this illusory starry sky?" If it weren't for the clear existence of his perception, Yan San would almost have thought that he had cultivated to the highest level of 'going mad and falling into demons'.

The medicinal power of the "Night Wind Chime" continued to be infused, and the gradually rich spirit yuan under the starry sky woke Yan San up from his sleepwalking state, and the question came again: the sea of qi was gone, how to condense the spirit core?

The second level of spiritual cultivation is called the Condensation Yuan Stage, which is to condense an illusory spirit core in the sea of qi, and the stronger it is, the better. If there is no sea of qi, where can the spirit core be condensed?

Yan San was stunned! But he immediately came back to his senses, if he didn't condense the spirit core, this illusory night sky would soon be blasted by the 'Night Wind Chimes', which was exactly the same as the state of breaking through the physical barrier.

Anyway, the meridians are gone, so don't want the sea of qi, just condense the core!

The starry night sky was the spiritual element projection of Yan San's body, Yan San vaguely perceived for a moment, and decisively condensed a tornado whirlwind in the night sky, according to the condensation method of second-order spiritual cultivation, constantly compressing and condensing the spiritual element, condensing the spiritual core.

Time has lost its meaning at this time, Yan San repeated the condensation operation, I don't know how long it took, this purple whirlwind has been completely stabilized in the lower abdomen, even if it doesn't matter, it is constantly rotating, according to the progress of the spirit technique, at this time, it is already considered a successful condensation.

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