Yang Ning's battle ended, although the consumption this time was not very much, but when Yang Ning used a sword in the realm of the outer heavens, it was obvious that because of the loss of the sword bone, the sword intent condensed in his right arm seemed to be a little less.

In particular, Yang Ning obviously noticed that his physical body seemed to have dropped a lot because of the loss of the sword bone.

Yang Ning ran Ling Tiandu, and when he reached his current realm, if it weren't for fate, or if there was any source of blessing, it would be really difficult to break through.

Therefore, Yang Ning could only use his cultivation in other aspects. The flesh is naturally the most direct way to uplift.

Yang Ning didn't have any more advanced body refining techniques, but Yang Ning knew that Ling Tiandu's spiritual power to cultivate, and then refining the physical body with sword intent, this method was definitely usable.

Just do it.

Yang Ning ran Ling Tianduel extremely fast, and the spiritual power gushed out in the meridians, mixed with sword intent, although Yang Ning's meridians had become very perverted under Ling Tiandu's transformation, but the sword intent was killing after all, so even Yang Ning already had the name of the Sword King, but he didn't dare to take risks rashly, he could only take it step by step.

As the sword intent continued to merge into the spiritual power, Yang Ning's meridians began to feel a tingling sensation.

However, compared to the loss of the sword bone, this pain is nothing, Xi Di Manzhu has also begun to protect Yang Ning at the beginning of Yang Ning's martial arts, which is also the only thing that can assist Yang Ning's cultivation.

In the sea of knowledge, Yang Ning sat cross-legged, the whole person seemed to be transparent, he could see the flow of meridians, the spiritual power surging forward, and the sword intent was moving.

Ling Tian was running at an extremely fast speed, and finally in a short moment, he reached the limit that Yang Ning could operate.

"Condensation......

Although Yang Ning knew that he had little hope of breaking through, Yang Ning still wanted to try it, since he came out of the Ferry Alley, because of Yang Ning's deliberate suppression, Yang Ning's cultivation has been staying at the initial level of the Eight Realms of the Mountain Building Realm, but with the loss of the sword bone, Yang Ning also realized that his strength is still lacking, because Yang Ning's goal has never been the first in the real martial arts club, and he has to be the strongest in this life, so that it is possible to wrestle with the Heavenly Dao Sect, otherwise it is impossible.

Xi Di Manzhu shrouded Yang Ning, faintly, it can be seen that the sword path left in Yang Ning's sword bones is faintly circulating, and Xi Di Manzhu is also trying his best to maintain it with his own vitality, not just to let it dissipate.

Yang Ning also knew that this was his hope for the recasting of the sword bone in the future, so Yang Ning was also very careful.

"Breaking the ......" Yang Ning is eager for strength, even if it is just to break through a small first order, he is very eager to do so.

However, Ling Tiandu seemed to be very faceless, and under the extreme operation, the spiritual power frantically poured into the sea of knowledge, but on the miniature Two Realms Mountain, it seemed to be towering and motionless, and there was no reaction at all.

Yang Ning had already opened the pores of his whole body, frantically absorbing the aura in this cultivation room, but no matter how Yang Ning condensed, there seemed to be no movement on the foundation.

"It seems that it is impossible to impact the realm in a short period of time......

Yang Ning couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but Yang Ning didn't include the breakthrough of cultivation as the main way to improve his strength at the beginning.

Yang Ning continued to operate Ling Tiandu, since the realm could not be broken through, then cultivate the physical body.

Since obtaining the Taiyi Divine Water, with the improvement of the realm, Yang Ning's physical body has also felt tired at the moment, but Yang Ning knows that the characteristics of the Taiyi Divine Water are definitely more than this.

Because the Taiyi Divine Water, but one of the three major spiritual waters, the effect is absolutely extraordinary, even if it is a strong person in the mountaineering realm, it has a certain improvement effect, not to mention that Yang Ning is only in the eightfold realm of the mountain-building realm now.

Yang Ning carefully sensed the essence of the Taiyi Divine Water in his body.

Because there was only one drop, and when Yang Ning was cultivating at that time, he used his sword intent to induce the Taiyi Divine Water, so the Taiyi Divine Water was scattered everywhere, and now what Yang Ning needed to do was to refine the Divine Water from his body again, and then refine it again.

"Mention ......" The sword intent flowed, and the epitome of Yang Ning in the sea of knowledge began to move.

The crazy absorption power also gathered all the sword intent circulating on Yang Ning's body into the sea of knowledge.

Thundered......

With a dark explosion, there were signs of cracking on Yang Ning's body.

This is a sign of the collapse of the Taiyi Sword Body, but at this moment, Yang Ning does not care, because this is the path that he must pass, and only in the midst of breaking and condensing is the correct way for cultivators to cultivate, and it is also a smooth way to fight against heaven and earth.

With the condensation, the top of Yang Ning's head, which was projected by his mind, gradually showed signs of water traces.

However, it is just water vapor, and it cannot really be condensed into droplets.

"It's a little bit close...... Yang Ning endured the pain, and between the cracked skin, blood began to seep out.

"Condensing ......" Yang Ning once again turned Ling Tian into action, directly between the meridians of his body, condensing the residual breath of Taiyi Divine Water.

Finally, an hour later, Yang Ning put all the Taiyi Divine Water on his head.

"Gather!" Yang Ning resolutely and without any hesitation, condensed the scattered water vapor into drops again.

Tick......

"Ah......" was heartbroken.

The entire cultivation room was echoed by Yang Ning's screams, and Yang Ning's eyes were instantly bloodshot.

The pain was incomparable, even more painful than condensing the sword bone.

Because Yang Ning dropped this drop of Taiyi Divine Water directly from the top of Yang Ning's head, which was projected by his mind, directly onto his body.

The physical body is also empathetic, as if the power of Wan Jun directly penetrates the body, a drop of Wan Jun, which is also the unique nature of Taiyi Divine Water.

Buzzing......

Yang Ning's cracked skin instantly turned into a spider web, and the green shirt on his body was instantly stained with blood.

Zila......

The green shirt exploded, and Yang Ning's eyes also turned into blood-red silk threads.

His eyes were wide open, and his eyes were about to erupt.

Even the projection of Yang Ning's mind almost collapsed in an instant.

As the pain continued, Yang Ning finally gradually got used to the pain, and Yang Ning's breath gradually began to be restless.

"Ling Tiandu, condensation!"

Yang Ning has lost the sword bone, but in order to improve his strength, Yang Ning must survive, and even Yang Ning has a bold idea, that is, the ether one divine water condenses a sword in his right arm, a sword that can replace the sword bone for a short time, and only in this way can Yang Ning's strength be replenished to a certain extent.

The sword-shaped appearance was carved in his heart, and then the Taiyi Divine Water with the power of Wan Jun was condensed on his right arm.

"Casting ......"

However, the water was invisible, and Yang Ning's sword intent that had been left was an obstacle, and Yang Ning felt unprecedented resistance.

How so? It's all the condensation of my sword intent, it's all my sword intent, and it won't be unsuccessful......

Yang Ning's mind is even firmer.

Firm as iron.

Because becoming stronger has always been Yang Ning's goal, and it is the only way for Yang Ning to successfully find his past life.

"Cast!"

Yang Ning didn't even feel at ease, and issued the will to cast one after another.

"Casting ......"

"Cast!"

Yang Ning frantically injected the Taiyi Divine Water flowing in his body into his right arm, which was also a process of casting and condensing.

On the cracked skin, blood and sweat were mixed, and a face could no longer see paleness, only blood stains that continued to ooze and blood scabs that gradually coagulated.

But a pair of eyes are firmly staring, and they will not stop until they reach their goal.

"Quenching ......" At the same time, Yang Ning began to refine his body again with Ling Tiandu's technique and sword intent.

A quarter of an hour......

An Hour......

One day......

Finally, at dusk on the second day when Yang Ning entered the cultivation room, Yang Ning exhaled a breath of turbidity.

It seemed that after experiencing the eighteen tortures of hell, Yang Ning's breath finally woke up in a breath of turbidity.

"It's finished?"

Yang Ning looked at his right arm, and at his forearm, Yang Ning saw a sword-shaped mark, although it was hidden under the skin, Yang Ning could clearly feel that the sword embryo condensed by Taiyi Divine Water had finally taken shape.

"Let's call you Taiyi Sword Embryo." Yang Ning muttered, his eyes shot out of the sword, and with the formation of this sword embryo, Yang Ning became even stronger than before he lost the sword bone.

"This physique ......" Yang Ning was still a little dissatisfied, because he had lost the condensation of the Taiyi Divine Water, and the physical body was only tempered with sword intent, which was not very ideal, but compared to the beginning of the condensation, it was still a little stronger than the Taiyi Sword Body a day ago.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the cultivation room.

"Enter!" Yang Ning responded.

When the door rang, it was the old man Zhuo who came.

"You lost your sword bone, I thought, I have a pill here, maybe I can improve your strength......" Old Man Zhuo said, looking at Yang Ning.

Yang Ning was stunned, why did this old man Zhuo help himself like this? Could it be that it was just because Teng Ziming targeted him, and Old Man Zhuo did not enforce the law impartially, and then made amends to himself?

Yang Ning felt that this was not the case, because from the hero, this love has been accepted by Old Man Zhuo, and he is not an insatiable person, I believe that Old Man Zhuo should be able to understand, but now he took the initiative to take out the pill, why is this?

"Senior, you ......"

"I know what you think, but I still feel the need to help you here, just think you owe me a favor......" Old Man Zhuo said a little slurred, as if he wanted to say something.

Yang Ning was surprised in his heart, because of his own favor? People are already strong in the mountaineering realm, and they are even more powerful people in the Red Lotus Dynasty, why would they let themselves owe favors, there must be other inside information in this, otherwise, with the identity of Old Man Zhuo, why did he enter his own cultivation room, and he just finished his cultivation, so he came in, which shows that Old Man Zhuo always pays attention to himself, but what does he pay attention to himself?

"Senior, what's the matter?" Yang Ning kept guessing, but every guess was quickly overturned, Yang Ning couldn't help it, and still asked.

Old Man Zhuo didn't expect that Yang Ning would be so direct, so he asked directly, and couldn't help but look at Yang Ning a little differently, and said: "Teng Ziming should have found Qing Han from Qingyue Gate, and then asked him to kill you in the ring......"

"Qinghan?" Yang Ning was surprised, but it seemed to be a reasonable question, but he soon realized that this was the case.

"My seniors want me to live?" Yang Ning looked at Old Man Zhuo and instantly understood Old Man Zhuo's intentions.

The top eight are eight people, and naturally they are irreplaceable to a certain extent, this is the responsibility of Old Man Zhuo, and it is also the task of Old Man Zhuo's trip, otherwise he will not be able to deal with His Majesty of the Red Lotus Dynasty.

Old Man Zhuo nodded.

"Qinghan ......" Yang Ning's fists clenched, in fact, in Yang Ning's heart, he didn't hate Qinghan very much, after all, he killed the true disciple of Qingyuemen, Qinghan, as their senior brother, avenged his junior brother, which is naturally reasonable, but he didn't want Qinghan to collude with Teng Ziming in order to kill me, which made Yang Ning look down on him a little.

"Qinghan's strength, I think you already know a little, if you want to live, that's why I ......"

"Senior, Qinghan's strength is very strong." Yang Ning had to admit that as the first true disciple of Qingyue Sect, he was worthy of his reputation, but Yang Ning's words changed and said, "I believe in myself!" After saying a word, the whole person radiated a strong self-confidence.

"You ......" Old Man Zhuo didn't know what to say, he wanted to save Yang Ning's life, but he didn't want this Yang Ning to have a faint intention of refusing.

"But senior, since you have the elixir, I will naturally be disrespectful......" Yang Ning said with a grin, and then looked at Old Man Zhuo with a pious face.

In Old Man Zhuo's heart, 10,000 divine beasts rushed by.