It was a good day with a beautiful day, the forest was full of the cheerful calls of birds, Ye Xiaotian stood alone on the edge of a clear stream, looking at the flowing water, as if thinking about something.

In Ye Xiaotian's memory, he no longer knew how long he had lived in this strange forest. Because, there is no day or night in this strange forest, and all along, there is only day here. Ye Xiaotian was confused about this situation, but when he asked the mysterious uncle, the mysterious uncle didn't tell him anything.

Of course, he also had discomfort, he didn't even know when to rest and when to wake up, so in the end he simply fell asleep and got up again when he was full. I slowly got used to this situation.

And during this period of time, Ye Xiaotian spent most of his time studying the "Soul Sutra", from the initial ignorance to the later small progress, and then to the current achievements, he spent a lot of time.

By now, he even began to doubt what the author of this book said, what is the first part is simple and easy to understand, easy to grasp, he thought at the time that it can really be as he said, easy to grasp, but he did not expect that after studying for so long, he still only understands a small part of the whole book, which can make him depressed for a while.

However, the results brought by this book are indeed good, that is, the speed of cyclone increase is indeed a lot faster, after this period of cultivation, Ye Xiaotian clearly feels that the cyclone in his body has reached nine, and he can hit the foundation at any time.

In the past few days, Ye Xiaotian also had the urge to impact the foundation, but whenever this happened, he would always think of the tragic situation when Ye Qingshan failed to attack the foundation, and then he would slowly suppress the impulse. Waiting for the best to come. But in fact, Ye Xiaotian also knew that he had rested to his best state a few days ago, and it was just self-deception to drag it out like this.

A few days passed, and Ye Xiaotian's urge to attack the foundation became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, he also knew that it would only take time to drag on like this. So today, he has decided to storm the foundation.

"Uncle Shi, he hasn't been here for a long time, and I don't know if he still remembers my little nephew!" Ye Xiaotian looked at the flow of the stream and muttered to himself. Then, he lowered his head and sighed: "Alas, I don't know if I can succeed in attacking the foundation today?" After a pause, he said, "It should be successful, right?

It's just strange that on the right, and there isn't anybody. Wait, it seems, a bush of grass suddenly moved. Then, out of the grass, a snow-white thing suddenly appeared. White and flawless fluff, two pointed ears, and a pair of small black eyes. The thing that suddenly came out of the grass was a very cute little rabbit.

It came out of the grass, bit an unknown herb in its mouth, and rushed straight to Ye Xiaotian, who was already squatting on the ground.

Ye Xiaotianqiang smiled, he stretched out his hands and gently hugged the little white rabbit. Looking at the little white rabbit chewing the herbs in his mouth, he scolded with a smile, "You little gluttonous rabbit, you know how to eat all day long, and you don't eat ordinary food, you know to eat some elixir, I really don't know if you are an ordinary rabbit!"

The white rabbit Xiaoxue seemed to understand Ye Xiaotian's words, it called a few times, as if to refute, and then it jumped down Ye Xiaotian's hands, drilled into the grass again, and disappeared.

Seeing that the trace of "Xiaoxue" completely disappeared into the grass, Ye Xiaotian shook his head, he smiled bitterly, "Forget it, what am I talking to a rabbit about, let's think more about waiting for the foundation building!"

He slowly stood up, glanced at the stream in the distance again, for a moment, his heart was empty, and then, he resolutely turned around and walked in a certain direction. In that direction was his dwelling, the simple but warm cabin.

Halfway through, Ye Xiaotian suddenly turned around, and he shouted somewhere in the grass, "Little Rabbit, I have something important to do later, don't come and disturb me!" Maybe the little white rabbit is having a good time!

Ye Xiaotian shook his head and laughed at himself: "Why am I telling it so much, can't I just close the door?" In fact, only he knows, he doesn't know how long he has been in this place alone, and the "Mysterious Master of the Heavenly Sword Gate" only gives a little guidance every time he comes. Moreover, he hasn't been here for a long time. So, he was just looking for something to say.

Finally walked to the front of the wooden house, Ye Xiaotian pushed open the door, looking at the familiar layout in the house, he took a deep breath, and then, he walked to the bed, took off his shoes and sat down. There was a small green book on the bed, and there was a strange word on it, at least not the current text in the Kyushu mainland. This book is naturally the "Soul Sutra" that he has been cultivating now.

Opening the Soul Sutra, Ye Xiaotian began to meditate, meditate, close the aperture of the whole body according to the above record, and Ye Xiaotian put all his mind in the dantian, and responded to the situation in the dantian at any time.

Although the route of the "Soul Sutra" is different from that of the "Guiyuan Gong" during ordinary cultivation, when the foundation is built, it is roughly the same, all of which are to smash the nine spiritual qi cyclones in the dantian to form the body of the spiritual element. With the body of the spirit element, the spirit energy can be transformed into the vitality.

At this time, Ye Xiaotian controlled the internal qi in his body, and gradually brought the nine cyclones in the dantian closer, and as the distance got closer and closer, the nine cyclones also began to collide violently, and the violent collisions broke the stability of the spiritual power that was originally in the cyclone, and they rolled violently, and then dragged the cyclone to hit each other crazily.

And every impact of the cyclone made Ye Xiaotian's internal organs vibrate, and the blood flow rate accelerated, as if it was about to rush out of the blood vessels at any time and burst out from all parts of his body. One can imagine how uncomfortable Ye Xiaotian was, but he gritted his teeth, his eyes were closed, and he insisted on not giving up. At this moment, Ye Xiaotian finally understood how painful it was when Ye Qingshan hit the foundation.

Time passes slowly.

An hour

Two hours

......

Five hours

Ye Xiaotian didn't know how long he had held on, and he didn't know how long he could hold on, he only felt that his entire body seemed to have been numb, he only retained a trace of his mind, controlling the internal qi in the dantian, and maintaining the balance of the nine cyclones in the dantian.

Of course, after holding on for so long, the only thing that is gratifying is the size of the nine cyclones, they have collided for so long, they have lost a lot of weight compared to the beginning, but their collision speed is still accelerating. Suddenly, they no longer collided, but squeezed together with each other, trying to devour each other, Ye Xiaotian knew that the most critical time had come, he was shocked, guided the internal qi, and surrounded the nine cyclones.

What he needs to do now is to resist the pain caused by the cyclones squeezing each other, and to be distracted by which cyclone has the possibility of being swallowed, and then he has to control the internal qi to help that cyclone not be swallowed. Because if one cyclone succeeds in swallowing another cyclone, then its strength will be stronger than the other cyclones, and then it will swallow the other cyclones as well, and then he will return to the state of having only one cyclone.

This is not difficult, because he has to endure the pain of his body, but also put his mind in the dantian, and he also has to control the cyclone where the internal qi helps the weaker. And the degree of control of internal qi should not be too strong or too weak. It is necessary to be able to keep the two cyclones in balance. Therefore, many people often can't hold on at this time, or they can't grasp it enough, so that the two cyclones lose their balance, and then fail to build the foundation and start over. Fortunately, cyclones are relatively easy to form and do not take much time. But this time is extremely precious to Ye Xiaotian, he only feels that he has stayed in this place for too long, too long, and time does not allow him to come again.

He misses Sister Shi'er very much, and he also misses those little friends in Ziyunju, although they should have left Ziyunju at this time. However, he still wanted to return to Ziyunju as soon as possible to see how Ye Shi'er was doing now, and also to see his hut in Ziyunju.

Therefore, Ye Xiaotian must not fail, he must achieve it overnight and achieve the foundation.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, another hour or two passed, and at this time, the nine cyclones in Ye Xiaotian's body had already rotated to the extreme, and Ye Xiaotian was even more painful to the point that blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. The mind seemed to be affected, and at this moment, a certain cyclone suddenly spun faster, much faster than the other eight, and as it rotated at high speed, a certain cyclone next to it seemed to be sucked into it at any moment.

Ye Xiaotian knew that when this situation occurred, it was that this cyclone was too strong, and he had to use internal qi to suppress this cyclone, otherwise it would swallow the cyclone next to it, and it would be more difficult to suppress it when it was stronger.

However, while he thought so, something happened that shocked him. He found that after such a long period of suffering, there was not much internal qi left in his body, and the remaining internal qi was no longer enough to suppress that cyclone, he could only watch as the cyclone became bigger and bigger, and the cyclone next to him became smaller and smaller.

When the cyclone next to him disappeared completely, it meant that he failed to build a foundation, and he desperately urged his internal qi, but to his despair, the cyclone was still unceremoniously growing.

Feeling the situation that seemed to be unsalvage in the dantian, Ye Xiaotian sighed, "Could it be that I am not the material for cultivation after all, after so much hard work, in the end I have to start again?"

Just as Ye Xiaotian was thinking wildly, suddenly, from somewhere in his body, a warm current rushed in, this warm current was like a spring breeze, and wherever he passed, all the injuries suffered by the dantian shock in Ye Xiaotian's body were healed. And in the end, this warm current came to Ye Xiaotian's dantian, and then used its huge energy to force it into Ye Xiaotian's dantian.

As soon as he entered, this warm current went straight to the location of the nine cyclones, easily suppressing the violent cyclone. Then, it completely enveloped the nine cyclones. The speed of the cyclone became faster, and every time it collided, there was a violent shock, but Ye Xiaotian, as the master, could no longer feel the slightest pain. He only felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, and even every pore in his body was extremely comfortable.

"Boy, keep your mind steady, it's about to reach the last step!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, pulling Ye Xiaotian back to reality. He hurriedly looked stunned, put away his thoughts, and sank all his thoughts into the dantian again. In the dantian, sure enough, it had reached the final stage at this time, and the nine cyclones had been wrapped in a round ball, and the rotation and vibration had become unprecedentedly violent. Finally, with just a "boom", the nine cyclones were all shattered, and the pure spiritual power instantly filled the entire dantian. And Ye Xiaotian knew that he had succeeded.

All that remains is to gather the scattered spiritual power together to form the body of the spirit element, which can be the shape of any object in your mind. As for its usefulness, it can help cultivators change from purely enhancing spiritual power to cultivating primordial spirits, which is specific and insignificant for the time being. This level is not very difficult, but this level has a great impact on future cultivation.

Generally speaking, most of them imagine a spiritual weapon in their hearts, and then form it in the dantian. In this way, it will be easier to cultivate in the future. But there are some different things, such as spirit beasts, herbs, pills, and even people who have embodied the people they miss in the dantian, of course, this undoubtedly adds great difficulty to their cultivation. Of course, if you cultivate to the fullest, the effect is naturally much better than a spiritual weapon. So at this stage, there are also people who will be entangled.

Ye Xiaotian didn't dwell on this, and when the cyclone completely broke, the image of a wooden sword suddenly appeared in his mind. Then, before Ye Xiaotian could make any reaction, the scattered aura in the dantian automatically gathered. Then stretched by compression, it quickly took the shape of a sword.

This sword, compared to the wooden sword in my mind, is more vague, illusory and broken.

"What's going on?" Ye Xiaotian closed his eyes, and didn't understand for a long time, why a wooden sword suddenly appeared in his mind, and moreover, the dantian didn't give him any time to prepare, and directly generated this mutilated wooden sword.

Simply, Ye Xiaotian is not a person who likes to think wildly, although he felt that this wooden sword was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it. Moreover, there is nothing more important than his success in building the foundation, and this trace of confusion is quickly dispelled by the great joy brought by the success of the foundation.

With great joy on his face, he opened his eyes, and then a familiar shadow came into his eyes. It was a figure shrouded in black air, and it was impossible to see any face.