Exhale, inhale

The sound of long breathing came from the back room.

A figure sits in the center of the ashram, surrounded by lights that burn silently, casting a dim light.

A slender white breath emerged from the tip of the figure's nose, and the figure slowly opened its eyes.

"Getting Started"

Ye Cheng grinned, and the bandages on his body oozed a trace of blood.

"Flesh wounds, plus slight muscle and vein concussions, if you want to recover as soon as possible, you can only do this, I hope this exercise will not disappoint me."

"Northern Spirit"

Ye Cheng called softly, and the small white frame quickly enlarged in front of him.

In fact, since the completion of his Xuanyang Gong, he has rarely used the Northern Spirit.

The transformation realm was complete, and further up was the Tianyuan Pass, but he was not prepared and did not dare to break through easily.

Refining the spirit into the body and setting the body on fire, the ten top martial artists who have completed the transformation may not be able to truly devour the true spirit and succeed extraordinary.

There were nearly 100 Transformation Martial Artists in the entire Eighteen Cities of the Ice Ocean, but before the Black Abyss invasion, there was only one Tianyuan Martial Artist in the Qingyu Pavilion Pavilion.

But it was this one Tian Yuan Martial Artist who suppressed the Eighteen Cities for decades.

Although the Tian Yuan Martial Artist is known as the Tian Yuan Martial Honor, strictly speaking, he is no longer considered a martial artist.

They prefer to call themselves monks, cultivating heaven and earth spiritual power, and Dharma the Great Dao of the world.

All the way from the initial exploration of the internal qi, to the condensation and embodiment, and then to the final transformation of the essence, the whole process is the process of allowing the body to gradually adapt to various forces.

And all this is in preparation for the final spiritual power to enter the body and transform its own essence.

Only Tian Yuan is the beginning of the true path of cultivation.

"Name: Ye Cheng

Source Point: 1502

Exercises: Xuanyang Gong, consummation

Fire dragon casting method, six layers of snake seals

Fetal breath work, introductory

Martial Arts: Fire Resistance, 6th Floor

Xuanyang Flame Bead, not to be raised

Wind Chaser Knife

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

During this period of time, Ye Cheng had collected some ghost weapons one after another, but the ghost weapons in the Qingyu Pavilion had been emptied by him, and the ghost weapons collected scattered only provided a few hundred source points.

"Ascension, Fetal Breath Work"

Ye Cheng looked at the exercises at the bottom.

Originally, the Fetal Breath Gong had another purpose, but he didn't expect the Huo Yuan Casting Method to appear at the auction, which made his strength completely surpass the transformation level, so he was idle.

It is only now that this exercise has come into play in a different way.

"Fetal breath work, six layers, breath and concentration, longevity"

The stream-like white internal qi continued to flow through the whole body, and when the internal qi passed, a tingling sensation came from all over the body, and Ye Cheng felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and his whole body was warm.

"It's worthy of health preservation, it's good, it's very healthy"

Ye Cheng sighed lightly, and the whole person sat down paralyzed.

Whether it is the Xuanyang Gong or the Huoyuan Casting Method, it is painful when it is promoted, these exercises are violent and domineering, either they are forced into the muscles and veins, or they tear the muscles and regenerate, no matter which one they are, they will not leave a good impression.

But the more he cultivated, the more comfortable he became, and the white internal qi was extremely thick, full of vitality, constantly repairing the dark wounds on Ye Cheng's body

Of course, this is not without a price, there are several white jade bottles scattered at Ye Cheng's feet, and there is a faint medicinal fragrance coming from them.

"Raise the Fetal Breath to the Ninth Layer"

Ye Cheng's gaze froze, the source point was rapidly consumed, and the exercises of the fetal breath gong also changed rapidly.

Boom

The air flow gathered around Ye Cheng rapidly, and the thick white air flow quickly rotated around Ye Cheng, like a tornado.

An extremely huge breath of life came out of Ye Cheng's body, and Ye Cheng's eyes trembled slightly, as if he was under great pressure.

As Ye Cheng breathed, the airflow around him changed, and a huge divine turtle phantom appeared behind him, the illusory turtle shell was covered with mysterious patterns, and the head covered with scale armor looked up to the sky and roared.

streaming down

In the courtyard where Ye Cheng was retreating, all the snow fell in unison, and a low sound instantly covered half of the City Lord's Mansion.

Some of the little guys looked at the quiet courtyard in the distance, and suddenly changed their route, their eyes full of awe.

The subordinates of the City Lord's Mansion can't do anything else, but this wind and grass is the clearest, that adult is personally welcomed in by the young city lord, plus some legends that add oil and vinegar, and even exaggerated news that there are immortals coming to the City Lord's Mansion.

Wang Hanyu was drinking wine in the small building, and when he heard a low roar, he couldn't help but praise,

"It's worthy of an adult, it's such a big move to retreat"

Then he shook his head and drank again.

"What a terrible fetal breath work"

Ye Cheng opened his eyes and untied the bandages on his body.

Originally, all the large and small wounds on his body were healed, and he urged the fetal breath work, and a layer of brilliant white light immediately enveloped the whole body, like jade, and an extremely powerful life fluctuation came out.

Ye Cheng took out the dagger and slashed it gently, and the skin was sliced, but there was no trace of blood, but the dagger was stuck all of a sudden, and it was actually caught in the muscle by the healing wound.

"It is worthy of the internal strength of health preservation, ordinary people practice, and it is definitely not a problem to prolong life"

Behind Ye Cheng, a huge divine turtle phantom appeared, lying quietly between heaven and earth.

"And this method of concealment is also extremely terrifying"

Ye Cheng's internal qi moved, and the white light all over his body dissipated, not only that, but even the sound of his breathing was almost inaudible, and the whole person was like a rock, and the slightest breath was not revealed.

"It's a killer's dream trick"

Ye Cheng stopped the fetal breathing and looked happy.

"Next, it's the Fire Yuan Casting Method"

He breathed a long sigh of relief, took the arm-high red jade bottle on the side, and shook it gently, making a sticky sound of water inside.

Ye Cheng uncorked the bottle, and suddenly a red light came out, the indoor temperature suddenly rose by a few degrees, and a faint smell of sulfur spread.

"Huoyuan Casting Method, Six-Layer Snake Seal" The faint handwriting on the North Spirit appeared

Ye Cheng's gaze froze, his finger tapped towards the void, and suddenly, the handwriting on the Huoyuan Casting Method blurred.

Whew.

A complicated imprint suddenly appeared on Ye Cheng's chest, with his chest as the center, blood lines continued to emerge, and instantly spread all over Ye Cheng's body.

The dark red air currents visible to the naked eye constantly rotated around Ye Cheng

Crash

Inside the jade screen, the red flame slurry flew up at once, turning into countless subtle red streams, enveloping Ye Cheng's body.

Ye Cheng screamed, the blazing heat continued to destroy the flesh and blood, and the pain as if tearing his heart kept coming, drowning him like a tide.

"Fetal rest, up"

A thick internal qi spread rapidly from the dantian, and the vigorous internal qi continued to repair the damage to the body, a red and a white light were entangled, one destroyed and one repaired, and for a time it was even up and down.

"Give it to me...... Condensation"

Ye Cheng roared, his hands quickly sealed, and with his movements, the red light brand on his chest emitted red silk threads, which were suddenly connected to the blood lines corroded by the flame slurry.

"Fire Element Ninefold, Lion"

The dense red light instantly submerged Ye Cheng, and the dark red qi and blood filled his body, drowning Ye Cheng's figure at once.

A huge fiery lion figure suddenly appeared, and the huge figure stood up, and the top of his head directly touched the two-foot-high retreat chamber.

Zizi

The iron plate on the roof of the steel instantly turned red and hot, and then drops of red-hot iron continued to drip from the top of the secret room.

The dark red qi and blood qi rotated rapidly, and a huge circle shaped like a formation was outlined, and the dark red qi and blood turned into strange character lines, and the red light instantly illuminated the secret room.

"Lion Print, Cheng"

A hoarse voice sounded, and the red circle instantly swelled.

The huge mad lion raised its head to the sky and howled, and dark red flames of qi and blood were born out of thin air around it.

A raging fire burned all around, and the flames were crimson and black, as if they had descended from the world

The lion shadow roared, but strangely there was no sound coming out, and the sound wave was locked in the red circular circle.

The circle seemed to be a swamp, and the lion shadow continued to sink to the bottom.

In the end, the red light flashed in the void, and the entire lion shadow disappeared, and the red circle quickly shrank, turning into the size of a palm, and shrank into the chest of the figure below.

It was dark in the secret room, and the entire steel secret room was glowing a dull red, and from time to time red molten iron fell from the four walls of the roof, sizzling.

Ye Cheng stood in the center of the secret room, panting constantly, he was soaking wet, as if he had been fished out of the water.

But an inexplicable aura rose from his body, his hair was scattered, and a fierce and domineering momentum surged, like a male lion.

"This is definitely not a Tianyuan-level exercise"

Ye Cheng gasped, and there was still a look of fear in his eyes.

Just now, he raised the Huo Yuan Casting Hair to the perfection of transformation, who knew that the lion mark was condensed at once, and the qi and blood flames of the mad lion almost turned him directly into charcoal.

That kind of qi and blood flame even directly annihilated his Xuanyang internal qi, if it weren't for the physical foundation of his transformation realm, if it wasn't for his fetal breath success, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to wait for the lion seal to completely condense.

This is the biggest problem of Beiling, he can directly improve the exercises and reach the state of breaking the level, but the impact of breaking through the level after that will be borne by Ye Cheng himself.

Ye Cheng's upper body, black lines were all over the body, and black powder fell with a light touch.

These are the lines that the flame slurry corrodes on the flesh and blood, and it is through these lines that the lion mark is condensed.

At this time, the gentle white light surged, and the wounds healed quickly, revealing a fresh new flesh color

"Even so, the gains are huge"

Ye Cheng's eyes lit up, a dark red qi and blood flame condensed out of thin air, the surrounding air was distorted, Ye Cheng pointed to the ground, the flames fell, and suddenly burned a big hole in the steel layer on the ground, and the sand and gravel under the steel layer were quickly burned into crystals.

Ye Cheng violently spat out a mouthful of blood

"A maximum of three qi and blood flames can be condensed in a day, and any more of them may drain my qi and blood", Ye Cheng's face turned pale, "But if it is the ghost thing before, two blood flames are enough to burn him alive"

"And, there's this"

Ye Cheng looked at the small frame of Beiling

"Fire Resistance, Nine Layers of Perfection, Flame Soldier"

Ye Cheng's eyes froze, and his right hand grabbed at the void,

Countless flames appeared out of thin air, and the dark red flames quickly elongated and deformed, and soon a simple long sword fell into Ye Cheng's hand.

The sword was solid, but the edge was glowing with a misty red light.

He gripped the sword and thrust it lightly into the ground

Countless white smoke rose up, and the steel ground directly turned red and melted into molten iron.

Ye Cheng showed a satisfied look in his eyes, and the next moment, his gaze suddenly turned cold, he raised his long sword and stabbed towards his left hand.

On his left arm, a skull with red eyes flashing instantly looked at Ye Cheng.