The milky white light emanating from Fang Chen's chest was completely different from the ordinary light of the sun and moon.

The light is like substance.

That cloud of white light that gushed out almost at the moment of the sword qi riot began to swim along the meridians in Fang Chen's body, and the speed was even faster than that of Qingshan Sword Qi.

So before that out-of-control sword qi was about to break through the meridians and leave his body, the meridians in Fang Chen's body and the outside of his body were already wrapped in milky white light.

The sword qi of the Nine Stacks Sword Formation that Qingshan had made the world fearful like a tiger, the moment he sensed the milky white light, the residual spirituality bestowed by the sword array made him retreat in fear.

The meridians were full of white light, so the wisps of sword qi had no choice but to return to the Fang Chen meridians, scattering into a more subtle sword qi of the Dao Dao, circling into a ring.

Fang Chen, who collapsed to the ground, had already taken out the Yin Yang Sword Soul Pill in his hand that Qing Shan had given him to save his life.

But before the elixir could be swallowed, under the milky white light, Fang Chen felt as if he was beside a winter fire, warm and comfortable, and there was no more heartache in his body from the sword qi riot.

Lying on the cold sword cliff stone wall with his back on his back, Fang Chen, who was wandering between life and death for a moment, gasped for breath, and then sat up from the ground with the strong medicinal effect of the Linggu Pill in his abdomen.

Use the method of sword essence to spy on the operation of the meridian sword qi.

Then his eyes were full of astonishment, Fang Chen perceived, in the main vein that had been cleaned up with sword qi before, the Qingshan sword qi that was originally difficult to control was now like a mouse meeting a raccoon slave, and it was all dormant in the meridian acupoints.

He even trembled slightly as if he were afraid.

After confirming that the milky white light completely covered all the meridians, Fang Chen gathered his mind into the first main vein that had been chiseled at his little finger, and then used the Sword Yuan Technique to drive the subtle sword qi that was dormant here to lean towards the white light in the meridians.

It's just that the sword yuan jue founded by Qingshan, who is known as the leader of the world's sword path, finally broke this time, and that wisp of sword qi finally condensed into a sword shape under Fang Chen's repeated drives, but the sword qi moved a negligible distance to the side, and then retreated back to its original position with a slight tremor in the meridians.

Condensed into a ring of sword qi again.

No matter how Fang Chen urged the Sword Yuan Jue, he was unmoved.

Fang Chen couldn't cry or laugh.

Confirming that the sword qi had been completely controlled by the milky white light, Fang Chen, who was finally able to draw his mind, looked down at his chest and began to think about the reason for this change.

He suddenly remembered the snow-white bead hidden in his body.

"Come out!"

He whispered tentatively to his chest.

Immediately, the bead that appeared in front of Fang Chen two months ago, but had been with him for fifteen years, suddenly appeared.

Then a little white light burst out, lingering in front of Fang Chen's body into two words.

Town boundary.

......

In front of the sword cliff of the Qingshan Nine Stacks Sword Array, by observing the actions of the Zhenjie Bead and the Fang Chen of the white mang's condensation, he had a friendly exchange with the snow-white bead in his hand.

It even confirmed that the bead had given birth to a good spiritual intelligence.

Witnessing the disappearance of the beads on his palm and returning to his body, Fang Chen's brows trembled slightly, and he had some indescribable feelings.

Then he closed his eyes and began to induce sword qi.

For Fang Chen, who had not yet stepped into cultivation, the Linggu Pill was not only a Bigu Pill, but also a healing elixir that ordinary people in the world eagerly desired.

During the short period of time when he took the pill and observed the Zhenjie Bead, under the urging of the medicinal effect of the Linggu Pill, the injuries in the meridians in Fang Chen's body had almost healed.

After confirming that Zhenjie Zhu had roughly understood what he meant, Fang Chen let go of his heartstrings and observed the flow of sword qi in the meridians.

The snow-white beads that burrowed into Fang Chen's body, although they couldn't speak, they were already able to understand most of Fang Chen's words.

Therefore, at the moment when Fang Chen began to close his eyes, according to Fang Chen's request, the Zhenjie Bead began to mobilize the milky white light that gathered in Fang Chen's meridians, forcing the sword qi that was dormant in the acupuncture points to the deeper part of the meridians.

First Qu Quan, then Yin Bao, Zu Wuli, Yin Lian, under the coercion of the Zhenjie Bead, the sword qi that had been coiled into a ring returned to its sword form almost instantly, and it approached deeper into the meridians under the approach of the milky white light in the rear.

Like a moth to a fire.

collided with the innate martial yuan in front of him, and then disappeared invisibly.

The sword qi was exhausted in an instant, but it was enough to clear out the martial elements in the four acupoints, which was far faster and easier than Fang Chen's sword yuan technique.

Fang Chen, who had just mobilized his mind to observe the meridians, saw the rapid dissolution of Qingshan's sword qi, and was stunned for a long time, and then ecstasy.

Zhenjie Zhu, no, it's me, it's so fast.

The first sword qi dissipated, and Fang Chen had already ignored the pain when the sword qi chiseled the yuan, but licked his lips happily with a pale face, and used the sword yuan technique to once again introduce a green mountain sword qi into his body.

With the help of Zhenjie Zhu, the sword qi was quickly exhausted.

However, the Yin and Liver Meridians had already carved out all the innate martial elements, and even the Du Pulse behind it had also broken open a hole.

With the help of the Zhenjie Bead to practice the Sword Yuan Jue, he consumed two sword qi in a short period of time to achieve such an achievement, and Fang Chen on the Sword Cliff finally had the confidence he had at the beginning again after cultivating the Sword Yuan Jue for two months.

The young man opened his eyes and breathed on the sword cliff for a moment, his rapid breathing caused by the pain caused by the sword qi hitting the meridians slowly calmed down.

Then he turned his gaze to the upper level of Sword Cliff.

There, Qingshan's sword qi was even more turbulent and sharp, and the pain of cutting off the innate martial yuan in the body would also come more quickly and intensively, but the speed of chiseling the yuan would also be faster.

Therefore, Fang Chen on the Sword Cliff did not hesitate, held the ancient scroll and jade bottle in his hand, and strode towards the second layer of the Sword Cliff.

......

Since the establishment of the Terran Martial Dao, the martial arts realm has become a fixed pattern in hundreds of millions of years of reproduction.

The lower three realms, including the initial realm, are only the only way to cultivate by absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth into the body and transforming it into the martial element in the body.

Therefore, the better the innate physique, the faster the cultivation of the lower three realms.

Zhang Ziping, who had not yet set foot in Qingshan, was able to gain the favor of Qingshan, and after stepping into Qingshan with a sword qi spirit rune in his hand, he had already stepped into the peak of the second realm in only three months.

It's only one step away from the third realm.

"Brother Ping, don't practice tonight, tomorrow's Qingshan Chengjian is particularly important for new disciples, it is only the lower three realms of cultivating the sword yuan, the gap between the peak of the second realm and the first entry into the third realm is not big, we still have to recuperate and prepare for the sword." ”

In the attic specially set up for Qingshan's new disciples, Chu Jiang looked at Zhang Ziping, who had finally stopped the operation of Nayuan's method, took a breath of cold air full of admiration, and immediately persuaded him.

"Chu Jiang, you kid is hiding very deeply, if it weren't for Ji Zuo and them today, I wouldn't have known that your kid had already stepped into the third realm. ”

Chu Jiang, who looked much thinner than Zhang Ziping's sturdy figure, suddenly suffered a roll of Zhang Ziping's eyes.

"Brother Ping, we are different, I have been in contact with martial arts before I went to Qingshan, and I am only one step away from the first realm, so I can cultivate faster.

Brother Keping, you have never been exposed to cultivation techniques in Frost Cold City, and just by getting the introductory Nayuan method from Qingshan, you can cultivate to such an extent in three months, I can't compare to you. ”

Under Zhang Ziping's eyes, Chu Jiang scratched his head a little sheepishly, and then glanced at another attic not far away through the attic window without a trace, and laughed.

"Okay, needless to say about our relationship, thank you for today's events. Na Ji Zuo and I were also born in Frost City, but he was the descendant of the city lord, and I was just a small citizen of the city, which caused him to look down on me.

But Qingshan's cultivation of martial arts has never been a net worth background, Ji Zuo can practice to the third realm, I don't believe that my first day of Qingyun Lane will not be able to break through the threshold of these three realms tonight. ”

Chu Jiang's words fell, Zhang Ziping smiled teasingly, and then waved his hand casually, and his eyes also fell on the attic not far from the window, and then a little unconvinced flashed in his thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he began to operate Qingshan Nayuan Jue again.

"Yes, it's never about the background of the family. ”

Seeing Zhang Ziping start a new round of cultivation, Chu Jiang paced to the window, his eyes suddenly flashed a little sharp, and he muttered softly.

......

Outside the attic, the night was dark, and the sky was still clear above the Sword Cliff.

Fang Chen, who was in the mist of sword qi, after coming to the second layer of the sword cliff, relied on the effect of the Zhenjie bead to smoothly advance the cultivation of the sword yuan jue.

It's already a little rush.

It starts on the right hand and ends at the last acupuncture point of the last main vein of the left hand.

Because the Zhenjie Bead had only awakened for a short time, after helping Fang Chen clear the innate martial elements of the two main veins again a few days ago, in the case that Fang Chen had not yet begun to practice the Sword Yuan, in order to maintain the stability of the white light, the Zhenjie Bead no longer frequently mobilized the milky white light.

Instead, it is evenly spread in the Fangchen meridians.

Therefore, the step of pushing the sword qi forward returned to Fang Chen's hands.

Fortunately, with the suppression of the Zhenjie Bead, even the furious Qingshan Sword Qi became extremely gentle after being introduced into Fang Chen's body by the Sword Yuan Jue.

All Fang Chen needed to do was to use his mind to pull the sword qi along the meridians that had become snow-white.

Wash away the innate martial arts of this last acupuncture point.

Sword Yuan Jue has cultivated so far, although there is no need for Fang Chen to control the sword qi in the entire twelve main veins, but the distance of pulling the sword qi with his heart voice is still extremely huge.

The fine beads of sweat on the young man's forehead gradually slipped down his cheeks, because of the continuous three months of cultivation, under the continuous consumption of blood and qi, Fang Chen's originally dark complexion due to the wind and sun gradually became pale, and even the blood veins could be faintly visible.

and the sword qi that slowly swam in the veins.

The sword qi crashed into the Shaochong acupoint, and Fang Chen, who was accustomed to the pain coming from the meridians, only shook his body slightly, and increased his strength without changing his face, and swept away all the innate martial arts in one go.

He let out a low grunt, followed by a long breath of turbidity.

Qingshan's sword essence technique, which has only been cultivated by two people for thousands of years, was repaired by the Mai boy in the broken alley of Frost City in this way, and the most difficult step was completed.

And after the sword qi is sharpened, it is the condensation of the sword into the body.

Become a rare sword element body in the world.