readx;? In the few days after informing Lan Xianlong the truth, Lan Feng began to make final preparations for refining the dantian, practicing the technique of controlling fire in order to ignite the flame outside the body and control the strength of the flame, while adjusting his state to maintain his state at the best height at all times. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And the more than sixty mortal artifacts that were refined a few days ago were sent to the place where the patriarch Yang Xiao was, and as for how Yang Xiao would deal with it, it was not within Lan Feng's consideration.

"Almost. ”

In the small courtyard with a slightly tense atmosphere, the young man sitting cross-legged under the stone wall slowly stood up, and a light flashed in his eyes.

After three days of practice, he finally mastered the skills of external fire control to the point of being extremely proficient.

For refiners or alchemists, this is not a very advanced skill, as long as they practice more, every refiner or alchemist can master it, and Lan Feng, who has comprehended the second realm of the breath forging method, is even more proficient in practicing, and it doesn't take much effort to practice these tips extremely skillfully.

Stretching his muscles in place, Lan Feng exhaled lightly, looked at the middle-aged man who was teasing Lan Shan on the side of the stone table, and walked away with a smile: "Father." ”

Turning his head to glance at the young man who was coming, Lan Xianlong made a move, gently let go of Lan Shan's little hand, stood up and turned to the young man, mixed with a suppressed excited voice, which slowly came out of his mouth: "Ready?"

Seeing Lan Xianlong forcibly suppressing his excited appearance, Lan Feng slowly restrained the smile on his face and nodded solemnly: "You can start." ”

At this moment, even with Lan Xianlong's strong self-control, it was difficult to suppress the excitement surging up in his heart, and his weather-beaten body trembled gently, and after a long while, he calmed down and asked in a deep voice, "What should I do next?"

"You just sit cross-legged on this cushion. Placing a thick cushion on the bluestone floor, Lan Feng said softly.

Hearing this, Lan Xianlong nodded, and then moved his gaze to the slim girl beside him, and said gently: "Xue'er, Blue Mountain will be handed over to you to take care of in a while......

Danfeng's eyes blinked slightly, and Yang Xue's fair little face appeared with a shallow smile, and she bowed her head obediently: "En." ”

Seeing that the girl nodded in response, Lan Xianlong looked at Lan Shan again, and saw that her little eyes were full of curiosity, she couldn't help but chuckle and shook her head, and then walked slowly towards the cushion, and finally sat down cross-legged.

The cold wind, which was wrapped in a biting chill, blew lightly from outside the courtyard, blowing the clothes of several people in the courtyard uncontrollably, but it did not attract anyone's attention.

Looking down at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the cushion, Lan Feng took a deep breath of slightly cold air and reminded in a low voice: "Father, I will directly ignite the flame in your dantian in a while, and then start refining, the process may be very painful, if you can't bear it, just shout it out loudly." It might be better to shout out......"

Lan Feng once had a deep experience of this kind of pain, and he clearly remembered that after suffering from three years of poison, he was still under that pain, and he fainted in pain, which showed how terrifying that pain was.

"It doesn't matter. The Father was prepared to suffer. Nodding calmly, Lan Xianlong said calmly.

After a moment of silence, Lan Feng didn't say anything more, he sat down cross-legged on the cushion opposite Lan Xianlong, and then slowly closed his eyelids.

The breathing and heartbeat were controlled in the best state, and the emotions were all controlled without waves, like a cold pool in the deep mountains and forests, and after about ten breaths, he opened his eyes again, and quickly formed two handprints on his chest, almost in no particular order, and punched the two handprints into Lan Xianlong's body.

"Bang!"

An inaudible sound sounded in Lan Xianlong's dantian, and I saw the mixed energy in the shape of two handprints gently collide and rub down, and a scorching flame suddenly burned. Fortunately, in the state of entering the realm of transformation, Lan Feng actually controlled the flames to an extremely fine point, and did not cause the slightest substantial damage to the internal organs around the dantian.

At this moment, Lan Xianlong's face suddenly became extremely pale, and dense cold sweat almost covered Lan Xianlong's face in a few breaths.

However, such a severe pain was endured by him, and even during the whole process, he did not say a word.

"Yes, it's a man, it's not in vain that the old man taught Feng Boy how to refine the dantian for you. A faint hint of appreciation flashed in his cloudy eyes, and the old man stared at Lan Xianlong, who was clucking his teeth, and stroked his white beard with satisfaction.

In a way, Lan Feng's father and son have a strangely similar experience, and that is...... Both of them have experienced an extremely long waste period, suffered a lot of white eyes and ridicule, and even the ordeal that Lan Xianlong endured was far above Lan Feng. Not only did he have to endure the pain of losing his wife, but also under the huge pressure and deep hatred, in the ridicule of outsiders, he raised Lan Feng as an adult, and the burden he carried, if it was another person, I am afraid it would have been crushed.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. ”

Concentrate on forming one handprint after another, and then quickly punch these handprints containing mysterious energy into Lan Xianlong's dantian, each energy handprint passed through Lan Xianlong's body surface, hitting the almost stagnant lines on the surface of his dantian......

In just a few dozen breaths of effort, thirty-six handprints have been all cast by Lan Feng.

When the lines on the surface were hit by a full thirty-six energy handprints, the dantian, which was invisible to the naked eye, was actually overflowing with drops of scarlet waste liquid, slowly oozing out from the skin through countless pores, and the dantian itself was contracted and fused into a liquid that emitted a strange light, constantly strengthening and tumbling under the scorching flames.

At the same time, Lan Xianlong's face was also as pale as paper, and fine cold sweat almost gathered together, like a stream of water, dripping down his dark chin.

Under the continuous and severe painful impact, this middle-aged man whose forbearance ability was almost terrifying, couldn't help but let out a beast-like painful roar from his mouth: "Ah!"

The blood and saliva in his mouth stirred together, staining the white teeth into a bright red, and the muscles of his face were twisted to the point of being almost hideous.

"Okay, if you continue to burn, your father's dantian will really be wasted. After a deep groan, the old man spoke.

Nodding, Lan Feng took a sharp breath, and once again formed a mysterious handprint on his chest, and the mysterious energy in the thirty-six low-level points was all hooked and transmitted to the place of the handprint, and finally entered the Lan Xianlong dantian with the handprint, enveloping the liquid that emitted a strange light.

A dantian-shaped phantom suddenly appeared in his mind, and this flickering phantom was transmitted by the power of the soul and submerged into the liquid that emitted a strange light.

The shaping of the dantian is the most critical step in all aspects of refining the dantian.

Looking at Lan Xianlong, whose body was trembling because of the intense pain, Lan Feng couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, his delicate and handsome face was a little hideous at the moment: "It must be successful, it must be!"

He didn't even dare to imagine what a terrifying blow his father would suffer if the refining failed.

Time passed bit by bit, and under the effect of the stereotyped mudra, the liquid that emitted a strange light gradually transformed into the shape of a dantian, and the lines on its surface, which were almost stagnant, were also shuttling and flowing at an astonishing speed, as if they had been given a new life.

"Poof. ”

The inaudible sound of flames extinguishing sounded in Lan Xianlong's dantian, and immediately, the dantian-shaped liquid that emitted a strange light quickly dropped in temperature, and the luster of nothingness quietly dissipated, and finally turned into a transparent object of invisible substance, just like before refining, but there were no more loopholes, and it was more tenacious than before.

Slowly opening his eyes, Lan Feng stared at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him, his eyes were a little nervous.

Not far away, Yang Xue also stopped moving, gently raised her snow-white chin, and looked at Lan Xianlong motionlessly, her eyes blinking lightly, and a touch of melancholy flashed.

Looking at Lan Feng and Yang Xue's actions, Lan Shan, who was playing happily, suddenly stopped his jumping body, turned his head to stare at Lan Xianlong, who was sitting motionless, his cute little eyes blinked slightly, and there was a touch of curiosity.

The lively courtyard fell silent in an instant.

After I don't know how long it has been, when Lan Feng waited a little impatiently, Lan Xianlong gradually came to his senses, and opened his eyes slightly tiredly, just now in just half a quarter of an hour, it was almost exhausted all his strength, until this moment, his body was still as if his strength had been drained, and even moving his fingers was extremely difficult.

"Kaede ......"

The corners of his lips squirmed with difficulty, but unexpectedly, Lan Xianlong just opened his mouth, but his face changed suddenly.

Looking at Lan Xianlong's sudden change of color, Lan Feng's heart was suddenly shocked, and he suddenly stood up: "Father!"

"Uncle!" Yang Xue was also shocked, and a touch of grief appeared on her pretty face.

"Wait. The figure suddenly swept down from the stone wall, and the old man suddenly flashed beside Lan Feng, and said calmly: "Don't be in a hurry to be sad first, your father, should be absorbing the vitality of the outside world......"

Hearing this, Lan Feng was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but feel a wave of ecstasy in his heart: "Teacher, you mean ......"

Looking at the excited young man with a smile, the old man nodded slowly: "Yes, congratulations, you succeeded!"

Just as the old man's words fell, an incomparably powerful momentum suddenly erupted from Lan Xianlong's body, and even Lan Feng, who had a fourth-order physical body and a pure Yuan Realm cultivation, was caught off guard and was also hit by this momentum and took a few steps back, as if he had been violently hit by a huge mountain.

And Lan Xianlong, who was sitting with his eyes closed, his body was devouring the vitality that was free in the surrounding air in a plundering way, and when he devoured a large amount of vitality, his momentum actually climbed up at an extremely terrifying speed.

"Pure Yuan Realm Quadruple ...... Pure Yuan Realm Sixfold ......"

It wasn't until he climbed to the incredible Pure Yuan Realm Ninefold that Lan Xianlong's momentum gradually stopped growing, and finally maintained at the Pure Yuan Realm Ninefold Peak Level.

At this moment, under the shroud of this incomparably terrifying momentum, the entire Yang Family Mansion, and even the nearby places outside the mansion, everyone couldn't help but turn their heads in shock, including Patriarch Yang Xiao, Great Elder Yang Ao, Second Elder Yang Ao, Third Elder and others, everyone's eyes converged in the direction of the small courtyard without exception.

"Tsk, start directly from zero, and instantly jump to the ninefold peak of the Pure Yuan Realm. Looking at the surging Lan Xianlong, the old man smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh: "Feng boy, it seems that your father is not simple!"