After doing all this, it was as if something had broken open in Fang He's heart, and a sense of clarity that he had never felt before came to his heart. Many pale green dots of light flew out of the saplings, and they all disappeared into Fang He's eyes.

Perhaps it was also because of the improvement of his mood and the influence of Gong Yue's guidance, Fang He's cultivation that had fallen into a bottleneck also began to loosen, and his body absorbed more and more spiritual energy, and the speed became faster and faster, faintly showing that his body was about to burst. He randomly dug out a simple cave on a slope next to the tomb, and immediately sat cross-legged in place and began to channel the aura in his body.

More and more spiritual energy gathered and surged, and a huge cyclone gradually formed around Fang He. However, the aura that entered his body had been rampaging through Fang He's wide meridians and dantian, and he didn't become gentle at all because of his guidance, and he didn't notice the subtle gray particles in these aura.

Just when he was about to be unable to suppress the aura that entered the body, the sapling-like tattoo that was silent on Fang He's chest suddenly began to glow, and finally it was like a living, almost through the body, absorbing the aura in Fang He's body cleanly, and even the aura that Fang He inhaled into his body from the outside world also went towards the sapling, that is to say, Fang He couldn't absorb the slightest bit of aura from this moment on.

This continued until dawn, when the sapling stopped absorbing and then flowed out an extremely pure aura.

Under the nourishment of this aura, gradually, a spherical air mass at the dantian gradually formed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally condensed.

Although there were some twists and turns in the process, fortunately, Fang He had successfully broken through to the Dan Realm, and from this moment on, Fang He could be in contact with some of the mysteries of the soul.

However, if it weren't for the help of the saplings, maybe he would have been shattered by those rampaging auras and even exploded to death, thinking of this, Fang He was also a little lucky, glad that he didn't refuse the tree spirit at the beginning,

Thanks to the gift after stepping into the Dan Realm, Fang He was already able to master some simple spiritual qi uses, and at this stage, he also needed to cultivate the qi mass in the dantian with his mind at all times, gradually merging with the monk, and following the natural mobilization of the monk's mind.

If the hundred refinements are the true beginning of cultivation, then the Dan realm is the starting point for the monks to truly break away from the mortal body, from this time on, the monks no longer need the grains and grains in the world, but instead of the overflowing spiritual energy between heaven and earth and the growth of spiritual fruits and spiritual materials, and even spiritual crystals will grow in places with rich spiritual energy, but spiritual crystals have only one function compared to spiritual fruits and spiritual materials, that is, to provide pure spiritual energy, in addition to this, it can also be used as a transaction currency between monks.

After the realm was stabilized, Fang He also walked out of the cave, it was already late at night, and he saw the ancient sword in Fang He's hand flying, accompanied by bursts of sword qi, surging for a while, and the aura in his body was also continuously attached to the ancient sword with Fang He's dance.

After practicing the swordsmanship learned by Sword Valley all night, Fang He did not feel tired at all, which also benefited from his body that had been transformed by Sword Valley.

Gradually, the sky was white, Fang He also stopped cultivating, and after a slight look around, he determined the direction where Feng City was located.

A day's rush comes from the improvement brought by the breakthrough of cultivation, Fang He is less than a hundred miles away from Fengcheng, tonight's sky seems to be a little different from usual, there is no moon and stars before it, since the moment the sun went down, Fang He saw it dark with the naked eye, and even the Spirit Void Sword on his waist could not be seen, Fang He had never encountered such a situation, he couldn't help but unload the dust and eager footsteps of the hurry, and held the Spirit Void Ancient Sword tightly in his hand, and the soul power was all released.

The night was getting thicker and thicker, and for some reason, Fang He's terrifying soul power was also suppressed at this time, even if he opened the sword eye, he could only see about five meters around.

Suddenly, a shadow floated in front of Fang He, and there was a sinister laugh.