Standing in the formation, Fang Yan still couldn't help but sigh a little.

This formation is really amazing.

He couldn't imagine how this formation was done in the previous scene. How could the scene in the formation be frozen in the appearance before the formation. And it's hard to notice.

The value and power of such a set of formations had far surpassed the three mid-level spiritual weapons on his body. If you really want to exchange it for the outside world, I'm afraid it will be easy to change it to a high-level spirit weapon.

However, although he sighed and envied in his heart, he still had no intention of studying and studying.

Through the power and magic displayed by this formation in front of him, he already clearly knew that the formation was as vast as the sea, and if he was really distracted to learn the earth, he would probably not achieve anything in one or twenty or even thirty or forty years.

What's more, if he really studied the formation, then his own cultivation would definitely be delayed, which he couldn't afford to lose. What he wants is not how profound his formation attainments are, but how strong and invincible he is.

A force that no one can stop!

Moreover, from the energy he had expended in arranging this formation just now, he knew that he probably didn't have any talent for formation, and he was not the material for studying the formation at all.

The formation is magical, and the power is terrifying, but in his eyes, it has never been comparable to his own strong strength.

Take the formation in front of him as an example, although his power is strong, he can even block the full force of a person like the Supreme Elder of Qingyun Peak. However, that's all, if he is replaced by the head of Qingyun Peak, this formation may be vulnerable in his eyes.

Although he also knew that there would definitely be a more terrifying formation in the world than this, there should be many people who were stronger than the head of Qingyun Peak.

Taking a step back, although the power of the formation is strong, even if he has not learned the formation, he can still arrange it. In that case, he didn't want to spend time and energy studying the formation.

However, although he thought so in his heart, deep down he had secretly made up his mind that in the future, after finding someone with formation talent, he must have a good relationship with him.

Only in this way can he obtain all kinds of powerful arrays from the other party to strengthen his combat effectiveness.

After all, although he can arrange this kind of formation, if no one studies it and no one tells him how to arrange it, even if he has a set of formations, he will not be able to start.

Fang Yan found a dry place and sat down, and after looking around with satisfaction, he sat cross-legged and absorbed the vitality of the mountain range.

With the protection of this formation, he can be said to have no worries at all.

Moreover, he had already made up his mind that he did not plan to get out of this formation if he did not break through to the strength of the late stage. After all, walking outside with the strength of the mid-term, he is still faintly a little unconfident.

Although he has the Heavenly Thunder Son and the Escape Charm on his body, if he encounters an opponent who also has the Heavenly Thunder Son, it is unknown who will win and who will lose.

However, as soon as he sat down, he seemed to think of something again, and opened his eyes violently. After tilting his head and thinking for a moment, he took out a spatial ring from his arms, and then took out some dark red plants from it.

These herbs were the unknown plants he had picked in that valley in the first place.

Although Fang Yan had a book on medicinal herbs, he didn't have time to read it because of the Lingqing Palace. Therefore, until now, he didn't know what these dark red herbs were for, and whether they were valuable or not.

However, he obviously didn't have time to go through them now, and the reason why he took them out was simply because he was afraid that they would die if they were left out of the soil for too long.

Otherwise, if these medicinal materials are really some rare medicinal materials, then it would be too wasteful to die in vain.

Fang Yan looked around, got up and carefully planted these medicinal herbs in the soil not far away. Then I went back to where I was, sat down and practiced.

Since he entered the middle stage, he hadn't practiced well, so he knew that it would take a lot of time to advance to the late stage this time.

Soon, the dialect entered a state of cultivation, and the previous tranquility was restored again on this halfway mountainside.

Before I knew it, ten days passed in a flash.

Early that morning, Fang Yan opened his eyes violently and froze in place. After a moment, he turned his head to look around, and then smiled helplessly.

He seemed to have forgotten one thing.

Naturally, after he possessed the spirit of Yuan Qi in his body, he absorbed Yuan Qi much faster than before.

And the reason why he can remember it now is because the vitality around him has become much thinner, and it is far from satisfying his absorption.

"Alas......"

Fang Yan sighed helplessly, and after thinking about it slightly, he carefully looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he quickly got up and walked out of the formation.

After stepping out of the formation, he directly cast a shadow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He had already experienced it when he was in the Qingyun Mountain Range, and it was impossible for the vitality around him to recover without four or five days. Since this is the case, he naturally has to practice in another place. After all, there's no way he's going to waste four or five days waiting here.

Half an hour later, the dialect appeared on another hill dozens of miles away.

Feeling the vitality in the mountains, he nodded in satisfaction, quickly glanced around, and then climbed a big tree not far away.

It's just that in such an environment, without the protection of the formation, it is obviously impossible to practice with peace of mind.

Although the dialect is hidden in the big tree, while practicing, it is still necessary to stop and practice from time to time to observe the movements around it, so as not to encounter a sudden attack.

In this way, his cultivation speed was naturally much slower than in the formation.

It's just that he doesn't have a second set of formation flags on his body, and although he knows that it is impossible to meditate and cultivate like this, he has no choice but to do so.

However, I don't know if the location he chose was something special, he had only been here for half a day before he noticed that three or four people were passing by.

Because he had already sensed the existence of the other party and hid himself, although those people had late-stage strength, they were not aware of his existence.

After four days and one day, Fang Yan slipped down from the big tree without hesitation, turned into a blurred figure and disappeared into the distance.

Although he had practiced here for four days, when it came to harvest, the four days here were not as good as one day in that formation.

It didn't take long for Fang Yan's figure to reappear in front of the halfway up the mountainside formation, and he marched forward without the slightest hesitation.

And this time it took ten days, and after ten days, he walked out again with a helpless face and disappeared into the middle of the mountainside.

In this way, the dialect kept going back and forth between inside and outside the formation, and more than four months passed unconsciously.

I don't know if it's the dialect's luck, for more than four months, no one in this halfway of the mountain came to disturb him. Not to mention people, not even demon beasts have seen one. It really surprised the dialect.

But that's exactly what he needs.

After all, he didn't want this formation to be discovered by others.

If this formation is really discovered by others, he may have to kill him. Otherwise, if this news spreads, this mountain range will probably be in a bloody storm.

After all, this is not the Qingyun Mountains, and there are no rules here. Here, the strong is the rule, and the strength is the rule.

"Whoosh!"

A slight sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded halfway up the mountain, and then, a vague figure galloped from a distance, appearing outside the formation in the blink of an eye.

After this figure stopped, he raised his head and felt it roll around, and then his figure moved slightly, and with strange steps under his feet, he walked in the direction where the formation was, and after a while, his figure disappeared in place out of thin air.

This figure is naturally the dialect that has been away from this place for five days.

Entering the formation, Fang Yan quickly sat down in place and directly entered the state of cultivation.

As early as the last time he left the formation, he faintly noticed that there was a sudden stirring of vitality in his body. And this feeling was also felt as early as when he broke through the mid-term strength.

Obviously, he's about to advance.

It's just that Fang Yan can't believe it is that he has only been in this mountain range for more than four months, and he has advanced from the middle to the late stage in more than four months. This speed is inevitably too terrifying.

However, the next scene made him stunned.

Ten days later, the nearby vitality thinned again because of his absorption. However, he has not yet made the cut.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth grinned, and he smiled silently bitterly.

He originally thought that he should be able to advance to the late-stage strength within ten days, but he didn't expect that after ten days, there didn't seem to be much change in his body.

With a helpless sigh, Fang Yan got up again and walked out of the formation, disappearing into the distance.

Five-day ......

10 days......

A month has passed.

In the past month, Fang Yan has been absorbing the vitality of this mountain range, but the strange thing is that he has never shown any signs of promotion. I couldn't help but wonder a little.

However, the speed at which he absorbed the vitality did not decrease in the slightest. He knew that he had not been promoted, so naturally the vitality in his body had not yet reached the point of promotion. He believed that as long as he didn't stop refining, it shouldn't take too long to advance to the strength of the later stage.

Before you know it, it's more than a month.

On this day, the body of the dialect who was sitting in the formation and meditating and cultivating suddenly trembled, and a visible vitality energy burst out from his body and slowly disappeared.

Fang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved. He looked down at his body, feeling the full strength coming from his body, and an unconcealable joy appeared on his face.

It took more than half a year, and he finally succeeded in advancing to the late stage of the Soul Condensing Realm!