After more than an hour, Yuan Ming glanced up at the sky and stood up again.

"Master, do you want to try it again?" King Kong asked, frowning.

Yuan Ming didn't speak, just nodded silently, he didn't think about giving up at all.

With that, his figure jumped into the sky again, submerged into the clouds, and disappeared from the field of vision of King Kong and Hua Zhi.

Half an hour later, a figure in the sky, covered in flames, smashed through the clouds and fell.

This time, it was King Kong who caught him.

Compared with the last time, Yuan Mingzhou's upper and lower burns were more serious, but he did not pass out.

So the moment he landed, he used the origin power of the immortal tree on his own, repaired the wounds in his body, and then swallowed the pill and continued to breathe and recuperate.

This time, he meditated for a whole day and a night, and when his body was at its best, he began his third attempt.

Above the Nine Heavens, the power of the scorching sun poured into his body, and Yuan Ming frantically operated the Demon Elephant Hell Suppression Gong to refine it, and at the same time mobilized the power of the half-demon in his body to contend with it, forcibly making it reach a state of equilibrium.

Therefore, after two full hours, Yuan Ming's body was not burned except for severe burns, which also gave him a chance to succeed.

Yuan Ming firmly believes that as long as he can carry through this stage, when the power of the sun accumulated in his body is enough, it will be a matter of course to break through the body of Vientiane.

However, after another hour passed, Yuan Ming realized that the power of the sun in his body was enough, and there were even some signs of overflowing, but the shackles that led to the body of Vientiane were never loosened at all.

Finally, the power of the sun in Yuan Ming's body was devoured again.

This time the fire directly burned all his flesh and bones into charcoal, and his consciousness inevitably fell into a stupor.

It wasn't until three days later that his body was repaired and he woke up again.

After Yuan Ming meditated and pranayama, he planned to try again.

"Master, you are extremely injured this time, you can't force it anymore, I'm afraid that next time, you won't be able to recover so easily." King Kong said with a frown.

"I can feel that I'm just one step away from breaking the realm." Yuan Ming shook his head and said in a hoarse voice.

"Yuan Daoyou, maybe you should listen to a word of advice, although physical cultivation is based on refining flesh and blood, it is not just like that." At this time, the voice of the seven nights also sounded from his sea of knowledge.

"Seven Nights Daoist, what do you mean by this?" Yuan Ming sensed that there was something in his words, and asked with a frown.

"I'm not a pure body cultivator myself, but when I was in the Demon Realm, I also knew some rumors about the Demon Giants who specialized in the path of physical cultivation. It is said that when they reach a certain stage of cultivation, they no longer simply pursue the growth of physical strength, and some great demons will even stop their original killing and turn to meditation and practice. Nanaya replied.

"Isn't that what you're talking about?" Yuan Ming was slightly surprised and wondered.

"Yes, I think you know." Nanaya said.

"When I broke through the body of the general knowledge, I had already comprehended the 'artistic conception'." Yuan Ming frowned.

"Yuan Daoyou, I am afraid there is still a lot of distance between comprehending the artistic conception and truly integrating the artistic conception." Nanaya laughed.

"Are you saying that I don't have enough comprehension of artistic conception to break the bottleneck?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Well, in fact, I don't dare to pack a ticket and say that it must be so. But what I know of the great power of the demon realm body cultivation is that all of them have a deep understanding of the artistic conception, and they can integrate the perception of the artistic conception with their own cultivation, cultivate the mind with the body, and strengthen the body with the mind. I think this may be the opportunity for you to break through the body of Vientiane. Qiye said.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he fell into silence for a long time.

Although there were many uncertainties in Qiye's words, they undoubtedly pointed out a direction for him.

When he absorbed the power of the sun before, he actually sensed that his absorption of the power of the sun was qualified, and the reason why he couldn't break through the body of Vientiane may be something else.

Perhaps, as Nanaya said, he lacks the integration of "meaning".

"Thank you for the Seven Nights Daoist Friend." Yuan Ming sincerely thanked him.

"You and I are both prosperous and lossy, so you don't have to be so polite." Nanaya said.

After such a little bit of his dialing, Yuan Ming put away the momentum of flying away.

"Master, aren't you trying?" King Kong asked.

"Let's go, come with me into the Black Wind Desert." Yuan Ming said.

"Go to the desert, what to do?" King Kong was puzzled.

"Help me further comprehend the 'meaning' of physical cultivation." Yuan Ming said, grabbed King Kong's arm without saying anything, and flew out with him.

Seeing this, Huazhi also hurriedly followed.

……

A few days later, the Black Wind Desert.

The wind swept up the remnants of the sand, and under the scorching sun, the two figures stood a few miles apart, and the oblique shadows merged with the long black sand.

The two are Yuan Ming and King Kong, Yuan Ming closed his eyes and stood with his hands down, his expression was calm and waveless, while King Kong stared ahead, as if he was looking at Yuan Ming, and seemed to be looking into the vast distance.

After a while, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes, looked at King Kong, and said:

"King Kong, you and I are practicing the Demon Elephant Prison Suppression Skill, and today we will all fight with physical cultivation supernatural powers, how about it?"

"Does the master want to comprehend that 'meaning' based on this?" King Kong asked.

"Not bad." Yuan Ming nodded.

"Okay." King Kong did not hesitate and nodded.

"Do your best, don't hide your secrets." Yuan Ming admonished.

King Kong didn't speak again, and what responded to Yuan Ming was his rapidly expanding body, which turned into the body of a giant ape in an instant.

It was surrounded by black demonic energy, and the aura on its body was even more powerful than when it was in the Snake King Valley that day.

With a loud shout from King Kong, his burly body rushed towards Yuan Ming.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming grinned, and the Demon Elephant Prison Suppression Gong was in operation, and his body also rushed towards it.

……

Half an hour later, a huge crater appeared in the desert for several miles, and King Kong, who had already lost some strength, lay at the bottom of the pit, allowing the sand and dust flowing around him to collect towards him.

Outside the sand pit, Yuan Ming sat cross-legged, his eyes calm, his gaze seemed to penetrate the void, and he was comprehending the process of Fang Cai's battle with King Kong.

The "meaning" of King Kong is called "Violent Blood", which is an artistic conception that greatly increases combat power at the cost of burning one's own essence and blood.

As long as the fighting spirit is stronger, the stronger the power that erupts, and the comprehension of the will will not be too much.

Yuan Ming's "meaning" is called "common life", which is an artistic conception that binds his own fate with his opponent, and there are not many opponents who can be worthy of him to deal with by this means, so that he does not use it much, and it is difficult to improve his perception.

In the previous battle with King Kong, although both sides tried their best to shoot, they were not fighting with their lives after all, so Yuan Ming did not use the common fate fist intent and locked himself and King Kong.

So his comprehension is still much worse after all.

At this time, Huazhi came to the bottom of the pit, squatted beside King Kong, and asked, "Stinky monkey, what is the master doing?" ”

"How do I know, you go and ask the master." King Kong doesn't have a good airway.

He naturally knew that Yuan Ming wanted to comprehend the "meaning", but a "stinky monkey" made him lose interest in sharing this matter with Hua Zhi, and he just wanted to recover his strength quickly at the moment.

If the master still needs it, he will accompany Yuan Ming to fight again.

However, at this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from a distance.

King Kong suddenly noticed that the sand pit beneath him suddenly began to vibrate, and he looked intently to see that the sand grains beside him were beating slightly.

"It's ...... The Black Wind is coming! Huazhi reacted suddenly.

The two of them hurriedly got up and jumped out of the pit, and saw that Yuan Ming had already stood up and looked into the distance.

The two of them followed his line of sight, only to see that the sky, which was clear just now, was now shrouded in a large cloud, and the huge cloud was still moving towards them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the clouds, a violent black whirlwind rolled up countless sand and dust, like a black demon dragon hovering up, rushing into the clouds in the sky.

Hundreds of huge sandstorm demon dragons marched in unison, forming a huge sandstorm city wall that was more than hundreds of zhang long, and quickly advanced towards this side.

And in the distance on the sand, the sand dunes also seem to come to life.

Countless sand and dust swelled up, running wildly on the earth, looking from afar, but it was like a real sense of stormy waves, wave after wave, rolling towards this side.

"Master......" Hua Zhi saw Yuan Ming standing motionless in place, and shouted.

Yuan Ming came back to his senses when he heard this, glanced at them, and looked at the black wind and sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun.

Then, he raised his hand and patted the spirit beast bag on his waist and summoned the thunderstorm out.

"I'm going to cultivate in this black wind and sandstorm, you follow the thunderstorm to take shelter in other places first, and then come to find me." Yuan Ming admonished.

Without waiting for them to answer, Yuan Ming had already formed a vertical figure and swept towards the black wind and sandstorm.

As soon as his body crashed into the sandstorm, he felt the temperature around him drop sharply, and a sandstorm tornado was already whirling towards him.

The sound of the wind "whirring" swept across his cheeks with grains of sand.

Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately put on a posture, running the Demon Elephant Prison Suppression Skill, and mobilizing the Demon Elephant's battle intent to lock the sand storm tornado.

At this moment, the sandstorm tornado seemed to be not created by the great power of nature, but had life, and was tied to his fate.

"Lock your life."

Yuan Ming let out a low snort, and stepped out towards the roaring black wind sandstorm tornado, clenched his fist that had been accumulating strength for a long time, and smashed it out with one punch.

In an instant, the void was agitated, as if a demon elephant was looking up to the sky and roaring, and a fist slammed into the sand grains in the void, condensing into the head of a huge demon elephant, and crashing towards the sand storm tornado.

"Boom" with a bang!

The hundred-foot-high sandstorm tornado shattered violently, and even the power of Yuan Ming's punch could not be resisted.

(End of chapter)