With Yang Ning's shout, the momentum around him finally reached the peak since his rebirth.

It was as if a flame was burning, and in an instant, it seemed that the white mist around it was about to ignite.

This is true sublimation, breaking through the chaos of the body and making one's body more spiritual.

The surrounding aura, under Ling Tianjue's frantic operation, frantically entered Yang Ning's body. In the depths of the meridians, flames continued to spread.

Since his rebirth, Yang Ning has not paid attention to his foundation all the time, and the benefits of his deep foundation have finally appeared at this moment.

The flames are like the sea, rolling in the heat wave, starting from Yang Ning's body, from the sea to the Purple Mansion, setting up a rainbow bridge, connecting the two places, and constantly blending.

Bang Bang ......

The body is in rhythm, as if it is a beautiful music, gradually growing with the flow of spiritual power.

However, at this moment, Yang Ning was not comfortable, his body was burning, his spiritual power was surging, even if Yang Ning was extremely tenacious, he also felt severe pain.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Ning's body gradually sat down.

The divine light of the sun and the moon shone on the body, constantly replenishing Yang Ning, not so that when he ignited his body, he would completely burn, but little by little, in the way of assimilation, so that the meridians could be tempered.

This is an extremely painful process, which is equivalent to competing with the heavens for the original intent of the Dao, and the Heavenly Dao will send down feedback and hone the cultivator's mind.

Like a mosquito biting, like a pain to the bone, constantly burning oneself, this is a real baptism, and then burning impurities for the cultivator, making the body closer to the Dao body.

It is a long process that requires great perseverance to bear.

The flames are stirring and spreading, in front of the heart and back, little by little......

Yang Ning's fists were clenched, his nails even pierced into the flesh, and the deep marks of the Dao Dao could not be recovered under the holy light.

The white mist gradually steamed, like turning over a river and a sea, unable to get close to Yang Ning's body, constantly changing.

On the bluestone steps, the moss gradually became dry, and the cold sweat flowed under the feet, but there was no trace left.

Igniting the divine fire is very dangerous, and it can't be disturbed at all, but Yang Ning didn't think about it, because his water was so natural that everything couldn't be cleaned up.

The sudden appearance of the image of the sun and the moon seems to be premeditated, but it is full of nature.

Yang Ning finally moved after sitting cross-legged for three hours, but it was not another part, but the mouth.

There was a heart-rending scream.

Yes......

Shocking, he finally shouted out when he couldn't bear it anymore.

Between the white mist, a rainbow light, like a spitting flame, erupted from Yang Ning's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ning kept making decisions in his hands, and there was sword intent mixed in the middle, like imprints, rushing towards Yang Ning's sea of knowledge.

Whoop......

It seems that the law of extension is constantly intertwined, constantly surging towards Yang Ning's sea of knowledge.

The spiritual power was immense, with flames, tumbling, making a sound like a tsunami.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Roaring and burning.

Knowing the sea is where the foundation of a cultivator lies, and it is also the place where the greatest changes have been made in breaking through the mountain-building realm. Because in the future cultivation path, the soul fire will burn here and reside, representing the true essence of a cultivator.

Igniting the divine fire is also the most critical step, that is, to settle in Zhihai.

Between the rainbow bridges, the flames are filled, constantly churning, and constantly pouring into the sea of knowledge.

And what the cultivator has to do at this moment is to gather this permeated flame in one place and reach the point of true integration with the sea of knowledge.

Therefore, it needs to be constantly compressed, constantly tempered, so that the flame can be at the extreme, and transform into a true soul fire.

Yang Ning's mind entered the sea of consciousness and began a long compression process, which was more dangerous than cultivation, because one carelessness caused countless accidents.

Therefore, most cultivators, when lighting the divine fire, will choose a relatively quiet place to practice gong, but a phenomenon like Yang Ning cannot be said to be unprecedented, and I am afraid that there are very few.

After all, it is very dangerous to do this, and it is dangerous to die at every turn.

Yang Ning turned into a sledgehammer in the sea of consciousness with his mind.

Tempering and tempering must be constantly compressed to achieve the real purpose, and the sledgehammer is undoubtedly the best choice.

Rumble!

"Ah......h

Rumble......

"Ah......h

……

A hammer blow is a scream.

The entire mountaineering road was surprisingly quiet, and Yang Ning's screams could not spread out because of this, and even at this eightieth step, it could not penetrate.

However, the mountaineering path did not react, and the head of the Fog Hidden Sect, who was sitting in the main hall on the top of the mountain, found a clue.

"Who is so bold as to light a divine fire on the mountaineering road? Is this tired? ”

The real person in charge of the sect seemed to be a little confused by the screams under the constant impact, and took out a yellow cloth bag from his arms.

Being able to participate in the Five Factions Competition, they are all outstanding disciples of various factions, and the real person in charge of the sect was moved by compassion and decided to help each other.

"Bring this to Chen Yan and put it in front of the mountain gate." The real person in charge of the sect seemed to be a little uneasy, and instructed the disciples around him.

The disciple respectfully withdrew from the main hall.

Chen Yan, the great disciple of the Wuyin Sect, is the personal transmission of the head of the Wuyin Sect, and he is only one foot away from the door to break through the mountain building realm and become a strong man.

Dressed as a Confucian scholar, with long hair and high bunches, he has the feeling of a weak scholar, but no one dares to underestimate him in the Fog Hidden Gate. Not to mention identity, in terms of strength, he has reached the invincible posture of the Mountain Viewing Realm, even if he is the hegemon Yang Zhen, he can only survive three hundred moves in his hands.

"Okay, got it, I'll go." Chen Yan left a yellow cloth bag and spoke to the disciples who came to report.

After the disciple left, a trace of solemnity flashed on Chen Yan's face, because this yellow cloth bag, which he had seen before, and even used fire, was the spiritual object of the town gate of the Fog Hidden Gate, which could support the cultivators of the Consummation Mountain Realm to ignite the soul fire. Gives the mind a stable and rare treasure level.

Who was it that actually made the master move this spiritual object, Chen Yan was a little curious, and walked towards the mountain gate.

The Fog Hidden Gate, falling by the mountain, the formation secret pattern is all over the place, resulting in a lot of floating islands, on top of these many floating islands, there are strong people in the mountain building realm to guard, but Chen Yan's status is a little special, so he can enjoy a floating island alone, and the main hall of the Fog Hidden Gate is connected, and then it is directly connected to the Fog Hidden Gate Mountain Gate.

Along the way, many disciples met and greeted each other.

Chen Yan was very kind, responding one by one, and even asking a few words about cultivation with concern.

Chen Yan's status is deeply rooted and unshakable in the hearts of all disciples.

"Senior brother?" Yang Ning hugged the beauty in his arms, very reluctant to part, always greedy for Qin Ningyi's taste, even if Qin Ningyi struggled again and again, to no avail, Yang Zhen seemed to be showing his happiness to the world in the most direct way.

However, when he saw Chen Yan, he was a little surprised, because his senior brother had hardly seen him except for the personal challenge he had come to the door that day.

"True junior brother? Sister Ningyi? You two are? Chen Yan's face was kind, giving people the feeling of bathing in the spring breeze, but when he saw Yang Zhen hugging Qin Ningyi, he was still a little surprised.

"Senior brother, Ning Yi is my wife." Yang Zhen was not modest at all, and told directly.

With Yang Zhen's words, Chen Yan seemed to have an influence, with a slight surprise, and said: "You said that the wife you were looking for at the beginning was the senior sister Ning Yi who sat on the island, it's really ......" Chen Yan recalled the original situation.

Yang Zhen has challenged everywhere since he went up the mountain, and threatened to find his wife, everyone is in the clouds, and he accepted Yang Zhen's challenge in a daze, and almost all the entire Wuyin Gate was challenged by a challenge, only on his own island, Yang Zhen suffered a defeat, but for the character of the hegemon, all the disciples of the Wuyin Gate have an understanding.

Since then, the hegemony has opened the way, and it is invincible, and it can be regarded as a prestige.

"Yes." Yang Zhen showed a smile on his face, pointed to Yang Pi beside him, introduced Chen Yan, and said, "Senior brother, this is Yang Pi of the Ancient Dao Building, who grew up in our village. ”

Yang Pi hugged his fists, which was a greeting gift.

Chen Yan looked at it carefully, but when he looked closely, it was like a stormy wave.

"The bones of the knife are gradually formed, and the qualifications of the junior brother are ......" Chen Yan no longer knew what to say.

"Senior brother's false praise, it's nothing ......" Yang Pi said with a restrained breath and humility.

"Your village ......" Chen Yan's voice became softer, and said: "I won't withdraw with you, I'll go to the mountain gate to have a look, and the master has explained the matter." ”

"Mountain Gate?" Yang Zhen was a little surprised, how could he disturb the big disciple of the dignified Fog Hidden Sect.

"Well, Master said that someone was breaking through the mountain gate, and asked me to go over and take a look." Chen Yan pointed to the yellow cloth bag in his hand.

"Divine Fire Disk?" Yang Zhen called out the name of the cloth bag and said, "Where is there someone breaking through the mountain gate?" ”

"Yang Ning?" Yang Pi suddenly exclaimed, only to realize that except for the two of them, they seemed to have forgotten an important person.

"Yang Ning?" Yang Zhen was also shouting, turned to look at Yang Pi and said, "Brother Pizi, you said that Yang Ning also came to the Fog Hidden Gate?" ”

Yang Pi nodded, but there was some bitterness on his face, and when he reunited with Yang Zhen after a long absence, he actually forgot about Yang Ning.

"Let's go, let's take a look." Yang Zhen was impatient, and had already taken the first step to walk towards the mountain gate again.

And Chen Yan was behind him, shook his head, thinking in his heart, the hegemony is unparalleled, and it is extraordinary, but this junior brother of his own, but he is a little anxious, so he followed.

Rumble......

The roar continues.

Yang Ning adheres to the knowledge of the sea, constantly tempers his knowledge of the sea with the hammer of the heart, condenses it with flames, and constantly sublimates it.

At the same time, because of the tempering, the severe pain spread all over the body, destroying Yang Ning's mind again and again.

To compete with the sky, you must accept extraordinary baptism, so as to stand out in the vast sea of people.

On the path of cultivation, there are no smooth avenues, only muddy roads full of thorns.

Ditches and bumps.

"Ah......h

The white mist stirred, and as the aura continued to rise and fall, it gradually retreated in the sea of clouds.

The sun and moon shined brightly, sprinkled with holiness, shining on Yang Ning's entire body, preventing him from dying in the tempering.

Ling Tianjue, the metamorphosis recovery ability, once again highlighted, with the burning of the flame spiritual power, Yang Ning's meridians were shattered, but after Ling Tianjue ran it again, it would return to its original state again, and even at the original level, one step closer, it seemed more and more generous and tenacious.

Boom!

As soon as the hammer fell, Yang Ning was a scream of soul vibration, and the flames would be condensed once under the hammer of the heart, more condensed, brighter, and more condensed.