After thinking about it, he decided to use his sword qi to open up the Yuan Sea, and the flame sword qi slashed the Yuan Sea space, just like an old farmer reclaimed wasteland into fertile land.

The expansion of the sword qi into the Yuan Sea is much faster than the expansion of the Yuan Qi, and it is very domineering, and the place where the sword qi flies over you becomes the area covered by the Yuan Sea.

Every time the sword qi attacked, Mo Bufan would suffer great pain.

In order to make the pain last for a short time, he had to endure the pain and let the sword qi attack quickly in his body.

It takes a great deal of patience.

Soon, Mo Bufan stopped attacking the Yuanhai space, not because he didn't want to continue attacking, his more than a dozen consecutive attacks didn't make Yuanhai expand by another point, his Yuanhai had already expanded to the maximum, and he couldn't continue to expand.

This time, Yuan Hai expanded three times again on the basis of the original, and now his Yuan Hai space is a hundred times that of the late ordinary Yuan Dynasty.

If someone else's Yuan Hai is called the sea, then his Yuan Hai is the heaven and earth that can contain the sea.

After Yuan Hai expanded, the position occupied by the sword qi was very small, and it seemed a little lonely, Mo Bufan did not wait for the movement to break through the realm to take shape, and directly took out more than 100 medium-grade Yuan stones to absorb them.

His Yuan Qi was condensed into sword qi again, and the quality was even higher than before, even higher than the Chakra and Earth Leyline realm, so too few mid-grade Yuan Stones could not satisfy his Yuan Hai's appetite at all now.

The domineering of the Emperor Martial Arts Chapter is the same as the Emperor Refining Chapter, and the Yuan Qi in the Yuan Stone is frantically absorbed into the Yuan Sea and integrated into the sword qi.

The quality of the sword qi has surpassed the yuan qi contained in the medium-grade yuan stones, so the expansion rate of the sword qi is very slow, Mo Bufan doesn't care, he still has a thousand medium-grade yuan stones on his body now, which is completely enough for him to cultivate to the chakra realm. The fusion of Yuan Qi also became slower and slower, until it had absorbed one hundred and twenty medium-grade Yuan Stones, and it had also stopped expanding, and the sword Qi could no longer merge into the excess Yuan Qi.

His accumulation is extremely profound, and as soon as he breaks through, he can directly reach the realm of consummation in the late stage of the transformation of the yuan, and can even directly enter the chakra realm.

The further others cultivate, the more difficult it will be to be promoted, but he is good, as soon as he breaks through, it is the realm of perfection, and it seems that the further back he goes, the easier it becomes.

......

This breakthrough consumed a little more yuan stone than expected, Mo Bufan smiled, he didn't care at all, as long as he could enhance his strength, he could still not feel heartache about this point of yuan stone.

Mo Bufan sensed his whole body, and his body did not change when he broke through the realm this time.

"This should mean that the body has reached its limit, and it must penetrate the bloodline to transform."

There are still twelve days to be the enrollment ceremony of the God of War Academy, and these twelve days must strengthen the viscera as much as possible to lay the foundation for penetrating the bloodline.

Mo Bufan's body has undergone dozens of transformations, and it is so strong that it is unreasonable, and ordinary martial artists in the Yuan realm can't hurt him at all, and it is difficult to achieve the effect of tempering, so he can only come by himself.

Mo Bufan had a set of exercise methods for a long time, which was developed by his father himself, and all aspects of strength, speed, agility, and flexibility were perfectly coordinated.

His body had been perfectly trained as early as when he was in the realm of moving mountains, so he had the confidence to fight the demon beasts in close combat, which not only relied on the strength and strength of his body, but also on his physical skills trained for many years.

......

A sword qi turned into vitality, and Mo Bufan raised his right fist.

Bang! Bang! Bang......

More than ten punches fell on his body in a row.

Burst!

Mo Bufan spat blood directly from his mouth, and he immediately took it to repair the damage to his viscera.

His strength was well controlled, but he only injured the viscera, not destroying, and Shengsheng quickly repaired the damaged viscera.

The power of the soul senses the repaired viscera, and the viscera has changed slightly, although it is very rare, but it can't hide Mo Bufan's perception.

This time it was just an experiment, and he wanted to see the effect, but now that the data of the experiment had come out, the results made him very satisfied, and he decided to start officially using this method to temper the secondary bloodlines in the viscera.

Before that, he had to refine enough liquid according to the prescription. The medicinal materials on the prescription are not rare, and there are exactly these in the treasury of the Hou Mansion.

As the master of the Hou Mansion, all the resources of the Hou Mansion are his, and he can dispose of them at will.

There are a lot of things in the warehouse, and it took Mo Bufan a long time to find the things he wanted, and these things have been sealed for a long time, but they are not damaged.

Mo Bufan refined four parts of the medicine according to the proportion of the prescription, he was very strange, every time he refined the medicine was very easy, without the slightest difficulty, but the teacher once said that he did not have the talent to become an alchemist, so let him not waste his efforts on refining medicine.

Now he was a little skeptical that the teacher had made up a lie to deceive himself in order to concentrate on his cultivation.

"Teacher, why did I succeed in refining the two prescriptions you gave me with ease, and I really don't have the talent to become an alchemist?" Mo Bufan asked with suspicion.

"The prescription I gave you was created by a medicine refining genius in my empire, as long as this prescription has the ability to refine the elixir, it can be refined, if you don't believe it, you can just find someone you trust to try." Feng Tian said angrily. This apprentice became more and more bold, and actually doubted him.

"Doesn't it mean that as long as there is a prescription, many people can refine such a medicinal liquid?"

"So to speak."

"Hehe, teacher, how about you say that I practice some medicine to sell, it just so happens that I lack third-order spiritual blood." Mo Bufan said in a cheap tone.

"If you're not afraid of getting into trouble, you can sell it, and don't expect me to wipe your ass when the time comes."

Mo Bufan didn't dare to mention it again, this kind of medicine has never appeared in this world, and if it suddenly appears in large quantities on the market, it will definitely be suspected, and it will be troublesome at that time.

The potion has been refined, and it's time to exercise the viscera.

"Let me remind you, this medicine is not as gentle as the previous medicine, it is very domineering, it is best for your current body to use only a quarter at a time, and if you have more, it will not help, but disaster."

Feng Tian's tone was all warnings, and the words were also very serious, just to remind Mo Bufan that this kid was a desperate master, if he didn't say it seriously, who knows if this kid would go crazy and use it like crazy, it's not that he hasn't done this kind of thing.

......

In the early morning, the sun dispels the mist.

In Mo Xiaodi's cultivation room, Mo Bufan's upper body was sweaty, his broad and sturdy chest was full of fist marks, each fist mark was bruised, and his whole body was sweating, and he was still gritting his teeth and persevering.

About a zhang away from Mo Bufan, Yu Pei was quietly suspended in the air, it had been a night, and Feng Tian had been staring at Mo Bufan to prevent him from having an accident.

This night, Mo Bufan didn't know how many punches he had punched, he couldn't remember, he only knew that he had fought all night and had never rested, but Feng Tian was on the side to help him in a hurry.

The blood on the ground already showed how badly wounded he was.

Mo Bufan's right fist was clenched, and the vitality in his body was forcibly operated, and a punch bombarded his chest.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed out.

On the chest, where it had just been bombarded, the fist marks deepened by one point, and the bruises also deepened by one point.

The corners of his mouth trembled violently, and he inhaled a breath of cool air, causing a strong pain in his entire chest, Mo Bufan felt like his lungs were about to explode, he was obviously inhaling air, but it seemed to have sprinkled a handful of salt on his wound, hot, painful, and the strong pain made his body stagger, and he almost didn't stand firm.

"Can you hold on any longer?" Feng Tian asked.

Mo Bufan didn't go back, just raised his fist again and proved his will to the teacher with his actions.

"Ahh

Bang!

Another punch hit his body, and blood gushed again.

"Ahh Again! Mo Bufan roared loudly in pain, the sound insulation of this room is very good, his roar can't be heard outside at all, maybe no one knows that he is dead inside.

The resolute face is a little distorted, but it is also full of persistence and stubbornness.

I hurt myself little by little like this, what a strong will it takes, looking at Mo Bufan, who can grit his teeth and persevere, Feng Tian is silent, he is born with a divine body, blood and veins are connected, there is no need to go through this stage of Mo Bufan, naturally he does not understand that Mo Bufan is suffering a lot.

Looking at the current Mo Bufan, Feng Tian was thoughtful.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

......

In the cultivation room, there was a muffled sound of fists hitting his chest, and after each muffled sound, a low grunt of pain would sound.

Mo Bufan strictly controls the strength of his every shot, which must be within the range that his internal organs can bear, and he must cause damage.

His punches are strong, and the power of each blow is concentrated, and it is precisely because of the concentration of power that all the penetrating power is enough, and every time it makes him feel painful.

The fist marks and bruises were getting darker in color, and the injuries were getting worse.

Bang!

Another punch, this punch, Mo Bufan could no longer bear the severe pain, his legs weakened, and he fell directly to the ground.

He didn't faint, his strong will and soul kept him awake, but he couldn't stand in pain, he was too badly injured, and since he could remember, only the injuries he suffered in that battle with the Fire Cloud Leopard could be compared to this time.

Feng Tian was slightly moved, Mo Bufan had already reached the limit, but he resisted more than ten punches, and his willpower became stronger again, making him surpass the limit again.

Feng Tian knew that this kind of self-injury was much more difficult than that of others, not only to have a strong will to support, but also to accurately control the power of each of his punches.

Now, except for the heart, Mo Bufan's internal organs are all full of cracks, which may be shattered at any time.

He didn't dare to breathe too hard now, his lungs had burst so badly that too much air would hurt him even more.

"Teacher, how many punches?" Mo Bufan asked, he was curious to know how many times he had endured such attacks.

"Two hundred and fourteen punches."

Feng Tian is no longer so simple as appreciating Mo Bufan now, he began to admire this apprentice, he originally thought that bearing one hundred and seventy punches was the limit, but this apprentice made him have to admit that he was wrong.

Attacking yourself with the same force in one night with two hundred and fourteen punches seems to be very few, but in fact it is a lot, and each punch has to control the power, which not only tortures the body, but also the spirit.

In just one night, Mo Bufan completely understood why the first realm of refining the body was called the Sea of Suffering, if he had to endure such pain before penetrating the bloodline of his whole body, then this was really a boundless sea of suffering.