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Although the sometimes howling north wind still blows people's faces, the warm sunlight still gradually melts the cold ice in people's hearts.

A tall figure in the forest had been sitting cross-legged all night, motionless, and even a few dead leaves had fallen on its body.

When this ray of sunlight shone on Zhang Yang's face, Zhang Yang's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two substantial rays of light shot out of his eyes, and Zhang Yang's body suddenly erupted with a strong fluctuation of vitality.

A few fallen leaves were shattered into dust before they could escape, but this fluctuation did not have any intention of convergence, and after a slight pause, it exploded in a violent manner.

"Boom!boom!boom!boom......"

A burst of crackling sounds, and all the trees within a radius of ten zhang shattered, turning into sawdust in the sky, and instantly formed a circular clearing around Zhang Yang.

"Click......"

Another strange sound sounded from under Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang looked down, and saw that the big stone under him was shaken a few cracks in the vitality fluctuation just now, and the cracks at this time were spreading rapidly, and there was a tendency to completely crack open.

Zhang Yang hurriedly supported the boulder with one hand, and his body flew up lightly, flipped in the air, and stood not far in front of the boulder when he landed.

When Zhang Yang stood still, the boulder that Zhang Yang was sitting on finally burst into several pieces and scattered in all directions.

Zhang Yang looked at the mess around him in shock, he just moved his muscles and bones a little after a long time of cultivation, but he couldn't control the vitality in his body after advancing, which caused the current situation.

After gently kicking out a stone that rolled under his feet with his toes, Zhang Yang finally discovered the horror of his advance to the Yuanshi realm.

I was overjoyed, and then, like a child, I kicked the stones that had just been shattered by myself one by one before I stopped.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, then slowly closed his eyes, and all his spiritual power sank into his body.

In his own sea of dantian qi, the mysterious whirlpool slowly rotated, and always devoured the heaven and earth vitality of the outside world, like a pot-bellied man who could never eat enough.

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and then his mind moved, only to see a pause in the whirlpool, and then suddenly erupted a stream of pure vitality into Zhang Yang's body, and this vitality followed Zhang Yang's spiritual power to run rapidly into his right arm.

Outside, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, his right hand clenched into a fist slightly, and he let out a low cry.

"Drink ......"

The right fist slammed into a big tree not far in front of him, and a white vitality came out of the **** of the flamboyant right fist, hitting the trunk of the big tree. With a "bang", a fist-sized black hole appeared in the center of the trunk.

Inhale lightly, relax your body slowly, and then stare at your right hand, palm spread out and hold, hold and spread.

At last he chuckled, and then the laughter grew louder and louder, and finally echoed throughout the forest.

From the Mortal Realm to the Yuanshi Realm, Zhang Yang can be regarded as a real entry into the hall on the road of a martial artist, although he has only just stepped into the ranks of low-level martial cultivators, but after all, he has stepped in.

In this realm, martial cultivators constantly sense the vitality of heaven and earth, transform their bodies, and in the end, they can borrow a little bit of heaven and earth vitality for their own use, but these vitality is not their own after all, so the strength that can be exerted is also small and pitiful.

But after advancing to the Yuanshi realm, it was a earth-shaking change, first of all, his dantian qi sea was basically formed, and then a vitality vortex was formed.

The most important sign of a martial cultivator's advancement to the Yuan Shi Realm is the successful condensation of the Yuan Qi Vortex. Martial cultivators in the Yuanshi Realm can transform the absorbed Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into their own Yuan Qi through the Yuan Qi Vortex, and it is this transformed Yuan Qi that they can command like an arm.

A martial artist can condense three Yuan Qi vortices in the Yuan Shi Realm, one in the early stage, and one again in the middle stage, and if he can successfully condense the third Yuan Qi Vortex and form a full potential, then it is possible to make the Yuan Qi in his body liquid, form a Yuan Qi Lake, and thus advance to the Great Yuan Shi Realm.

Zhang Yang successfully advanced from the Mortal Realm to the Yuanshi Realm in less than a year of cultivation, although there are also many people in such a huge cultivation holy place as the Sword Pavilion, but it is also an extremely terrifying existence.

Zhang Yang knew that this was because of the careful teaching of the young and old men in the early stage, and it was inseparable from the fact that he was a telekinesis, if he was just an ordinary little martial artist, he could only struggle at the bottom of the cultivation world now.

Zhang Yang, who was standing in the middle of a ruin, was still immersed in the joy of advancement at this moment, as if a drunkard had tasted the immortal wine of the world and was slowly reminiscing.

"Knock ......"

Suddenly, a bell rang from the quiet forest, and this bell was like a sharp sword that instantly tore through Zhang Yang's psychological defense line and penetrated directly into Zhang Yang's inner world.

Zhang Yang, who had closed his eyes, trembled in his heart, and opened his eyes in horror, Zhang Yang felt that the bell just now had great magical power, and even the vitality vortex that he had finally condensed almost collapsed, and he almost fell back into the mortal realm.

Zhang Yang was instantly shocked into a cold sweat, if he really fell back to the Mortal Realm from the Yuanshi Realm because of a bell ringing, then I am afraid it would also be a big joke in the martial arts cultivation world of this Heavenly Continent.

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Boom...... Knock ......"

Before Zhang Yang could figure out what was going on, six bells rang one after another, each bell was like a sledgehammer hitting Zhang Yang's heart, and Zhang Yang's dantian was shaking and tumbling, roaring endlessly, as if it was also responding to this strange bell that came out of thin air.

Zhang Yang was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power into his dantian qi sea to suppress the vitality of the riot, but although his spiritual power increased slightly, it still couldn't withstand the vitality that was raging everywhere.

Zhang Yang's eyes were red, desperately stimulating his spiritual power, trying his best to make the vitality in the sea of dantian qi return to their original trajectory, although Zhang Yang had tried his best, but with little effect, the vitality in the dantian was still stirring around.

Zhang Yang secretly complained in his heart, if the bell rang again, he would definitely no longer be able to suppress the vitality of the riot, and the vitality vortex that had been formed with great difficulty would collapse.

What's worse is that at that time, it will no longer be such a simple matter as realm falling, the Yuan Qi Vortex will collapse, and the Yuan Qi that will be spewed out will form a huge impact that may ruin your dantian qi sea. The consequence is that the dantian will be destroyed, and Zhang Yang will become a mortal in cloth from now on, and he will have to worry about his life.

But at this time, Zhang Yang couldn't do anything, he could only quietly maintain the operation of his spiritual power, and at the same time pray for God's mercy.

It seems that a hundred years have passed, and it seems to have experienced a cycle of life and death.

Zhang Yang quietly waited for the judgment of fate, and after a long time, Zhang Yang finally didn't hear the bell that decided his fate, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Immediately, he stopped looking forward to anything else, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged and meditated for pranayama.

After a while, Zhang Yang opened his eyes, his eyes returned to calm again, the vitality in the sea of dantian qi had calmed down, and the vitality vortex was also slowly turning.

Zhang Yang raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead, sighing in his heart, it was really uncomfortable to hover between life and death......

"Open the Pavilion!"

An extremely old voice resounded throughout the Sword Pavilion.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly checked his dantian qi sea, at this time, Zhang Yang was already a frightened bird, and he couldn't stand the slightest fright.

Fortunately, although this sound is full of magic and can be transmitted far, far away, it does not have the penetrating and converging sensation of the bell just now. The vortex of vitality in the sea of Zhang Yang's dantian qi was still turning quietly, without the slightest vision.

Zhang Yang looked suspiciously at the top of the mountain that lingered in the clouds, and the old voice just now came from there.