When the spirit grass turned into spirit juice and flowed into Ye Chong's limbs, his body suddenly seemed to be bathed in a cold pool.

The clear and cool pool of water soaked his eight veins and limbs.

It made him feel a sense of comfort to his bones at that moment, like the water of Yao Chi, which was washing away the dust of his body.

However, when that moment of comfort passed, it was followed by a cold and piercing pain.

It was as if his consciousness had detached from his body in an instant, and he felt nothing but tingling.

His meridians seemed to be frozen in ice, and under the observation of his divine sense, he could clearly see that there seemed to be no true qi swimming in each meridian, but instead formed a crystal, as if it was frozen.

Of course, it was not really freezing, but the aura in the spirit grass was too strong, almost condensed, and blocked in the meridians.

However, the huge stinging pain caused by the blockage of the meridians, Ye Chong could only bear it all at the moment.

Cold sweat began to drain from his body non-stop, layer after layer, evaporating on the surface of his skin.

Soon, you could see that Ye Chong at this time seemed to be sitting in the clouds, and his body was shrouded in mist.

It seems to be like a dream, but Ye Chong, who is wrapped in a mist mass, has been in pain to the point of hysteria, but now he can't even let out a cry of pain.

The intense icy sting pain invaded his meridians and his body clearly and truly.

Ye Chong felt for a moment that he would die of pain.

If it weren't for the fact that he had fused the souls of the two worlds, his willpower was far beyond that of ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have fainted at this time.

And he was awake, while bearing this huge pain, he was still working hard, using his divine sense to urge the true qi in the dantian.

In the dantian, the sea of qi rotated slowly, and the old donkey was grinding, round and round.

A trace of true qi slowly rose from the sea of qi, and it could originally penetrate the meridians all over the body in an instant, but now, it was as difficult as climbing the peak of ten thousand people, and it was swimming sluggishly.

It's like going from the speed of a horse to an underfed snail.

Ye Chong persisted unremittingly, even if the sea of qi rotated very slowly, even if the speed of the true qi swimming had dropped by ten million times, but after all, it was still running, as long as it didn't stop completely, there was hope!

From the sea of dantian qi to entering the meridians, Ye Chong didn't know how long it took for this process.

In fact, now he has no other feeling except for the irresistible pain.

And in that long and painful time, the speed at which the sea of qi rotated was finally a little happier, and the true qi that entered the meridians was finally a little more.

But the speed at which True Qi travels is still like that of a snail.

Because it had to pass through the meridians that were almost completely blocked by the thick aura in the spirit grass, it could only penetrate little by little, no less difficult than dripping through the stones.

But as long as the drops of water persistently hit the stones, there will always be a day when they will penetrate the stones.

So Ye Chong insisted!

Hold on!

......

It is as if the heavens and the earth have not yet opened, the beginning of chaos, and the long time has passed mercilessly without consciousness.

Finally.

The meridians that were originally blocked were penetrated by the true qi that was swimming at the speed of the snail!

At that moment, Ye Chong felt as if he had suddenly "lived"!

The speed of the rotation of the sea of qi began to increase, and the true qi that had been suppressed and could not be released suddenly erupted and surged towards all the meridians up and down the body.

Like spring water melting ice and snow, magma melting rocks, the origin true qi rising from the sea of qi merges and swallows the spiritual grass aura in the meridians little by little.

Without a hitch!

When all the spiritual qi was digested and absorbed, Ye Chong's originally pure true qi went to the next level, and began to circulate in his meridians with a more vigorous attitude.

One week, then another.

The Moon Xuan Sword above the sea of qi danced rhythmically.

Under the tip of the sword, the white cold light formed mysterious words.

Ye Chong carefully remembered those words from the beginning to the end, and every stroke was engraved in his heart.

Because he knew that it was not a simple text, but a sword technique that contained great power.

One, two, three...... Six!

When the last stroke of the sixth word was completed, the sword body of the Moon Xuan Sword trembled slightly, the cold light shone, and the words shattered, scattering into the sea of qi, and began to flow with the breath.

With the flow of aura, the sea of qi in his dantian began to spread outward again, expanding!

Once again, it has doubled in size!

"Whew!"

Ye Chong, whose eyes were still not open, opened his mouth and spewed out a thick mist.

The mist was cold, spraying on Ye Chonglou, who was carrying the wine jar and sitting opposite Ye Chong to drink.

The latter's body shuddered.

Then he looked at Ye Chong.

Ye Chong opened his eyes with a radiant expression, and there was a sense of novelty all over his body.

The three heavens of the Qi Sea Realm are done!

"Father!" Ye Chong happily called Ye Chonglou.

Immediately, he found that the whole room was filled with no less than thirty jars of wine, large and small.

His expression was slightly stunned, "Why did you drink so much?"

"Not much. Ye Chonglou was full of alcohol, stretched out his palm towards Ye Chong with a grin, then flipped it over, and said: "Your breakthrough this time took ten days, and in total, I only drank two or three catties of wine a day." ”

"Ten days?" Ye Chong was extremely surprised, "How could it be?

Ye Chonglou got up with a smile, poured the last sip of wine in the wine jar into his throat, and then casually threw the wine jar in the corner of the room, and said, "The last time you broke through, it was a matter of course, but this time, it completely relied on the medicinal power of the spirit grass, so it was naturally different. ”

"No wonder!" Ye Chong nodded, although he also took a snake gall last time, but it was indeed when his cultivation reached a bottleneck and was about to break through, if he didn't have that snake gall, he would have delayed it for a few days at most, and he would still have to break through after all.

But thinking about it at this time, what Ye Chonglou said before was that the true qi in his body was in harmony with the spirit grass, and it should be correct. Although he never doubted it from beginning to end, but the feeling he had experienced it was even more real, if it weren't for his true qi being able to fuse with the aura of the spirit grass, his meridians would definitely not be able to withstand the blockage of the almost condensed aura in the end, and if he swallowed it forcibly, there would only be one result, that is, he would die.

And now, the true qi in his body is more dense and pure than before, containing even more powerful power.

"Follow me. Ye Chonglou said to Ye Chong.

Ye Chong followed him out of the room, the sun was gentle and the breeze was blowing outside.

They left the hedgeyard and walked like a mountain field.

Walking through the fields and barren hills, Ye Chonglou did not stop until he left the village for two miles and arrived at a canyon.

In the canyon, Ye Chonglou turned to look at Ye Chong, who had followed all the way, and said, "Pull out your sword." ”

"What to do?" Ye Chong was still a little puzzled at this time, but still according to his father's instructions, with a bang, he pulled out the Yellow Rank Lower Grade Long Sword that the Divine General Academy had distributed to his disciples.

Ye Chonglou's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his bearded mouth slanted with a slanted smile, his long sleeves flicked in the wind, and a small sword shining with blazing light was suspended between him and Ye Chong.

Ye Chong remembered that the sword was called Rixuan.

The light cluster on the sword body was also as blazing as the scorching sun.

"With the sword in your hand, fight me. As soon as Ye Chonglou's words fell, his body moved.

Even if the sea of qi was broken, at this time, he still exuded an awe-inspiring aura all over his body.

His back was straightened like a sword unsheathed.

The Sun Xuan Sword, which was shining with light, struck towards Ye Chong's front door.

Boom!

Ye Chong blocked the horizontal sword, and then took a step back, and the "Zhi" spirit pattern on the body of the long sword in his hand exuded a light blue streamer, and a touch of anger appeared under his sword body.

Boom Boom!

The attack of the Sun Xuan Sword is impenetrable.

Ye Chong's Evil Moon Sword Technique had not yet been cultivated to the fullest, and it was too late to use it at this time, so he had to resist in a panic.

Poof!

After another wave of powerful attacks, Ye Chong's long sword was hit by Rixuan, and his entire body flew upside down and fell to the ground.

"Get up and come again!"

Ye Chonglou said expressionlessly.

Ye Chong got up and calmed down, he knew that the reason why Ye Chonglou was able to suppress himself was entirely because he was using his sword intent to manipulate Rixuan, Ye Chonglou's deep comprehension of sword intent, and the power he exerted was so powerful, he found out when he was fighting against the assassin that day.

So he was rightfully defeated.

But he knew that Ye Chonglou brought him here, not to beat him up, but to teach him something.

So Ye Chong held his sword, and this time, he went out to attack.

The cold light flashed, and a round of waning moon slashed in front of Ye Chong's chest, like a huge scimitar, awe-inspiring towards Ye Chonglou.

The latter's expression was still indifferent, his long sleeves were waving, and the change of his movements was not as rapid as when he fought against the assassin before, but slowed down to the point that Ye Chong could see clearly, but between the movements, there were still images and full of charm.

Under his control, the Sun Xuan Sword was like dripping ink, facing the waning moon sword qi and swaying it.

Like a cow, Ku Ding dissolved the waning moon.

Then Ye Chong made another sword.

It was dissolved again.

Then the Rixuan Sword was wrapped in a fierce sword qi and rushed in front of Ye Chong, stopping less than an inch away from the center of his eyebrows.

"Come again. ”

Ye Chonglou retracted Yuexuan and said to Ye Chong.

This time, he gave Ye Chong the opportunity to make three swords in a row.

In the end, it was all resolved by him, and Ye Chong was defeated.

Fourth, fifth, sixth ......

Ye Chonglou's true qi was limited, and whenever he ran out, he would stop fighting and condense his qi on his knees, while Ye Chong would sit on the ground and recall the situation when he was fighting, meditating hard.

And then fight.

Again and again.

Fortunately, Ye Chong, who has been defeated repeatedly, has continuously improved his combat effectiveness in this process.

Ye Chonglou is a person who has experienced a hundred battles, and in the battles again and again, he is teaching Ye Chong his experience in actual combat little by little.

These experiences are more valuable than Ye Chong's thousands of games against others.

Until dusk goes down and the sky is dark.

Ye Chonglou said: "Go home and rest, and come back tomorrow." ”