The sun was rising, and the fog in the woods had not yet completely cleared, and the warm light pierced the hazy fog, painting a faint golden color for the quiet woods.

The moist soil exuded a fresh scent, and a figure ran through the dense forest at a uniform speed, panting with a thick snort.

After a night in that mysterious and colorful fairyland, Yuwen Changsheng deeply realized that with his physical body and soul power at this moment, it seemed that it was not enough to exert a stronger mantra.

Therefore, when he woke up in the morning, Yuwen Changsheng did not have any delay, and after a little washing, he tempered his physical body in the familiar mountains and forests.

He knew very well how important the foundation was to a cultivator.

In the past twelve years, Yuwen Changsheng has definitely experienced the negative impact of not being able to cultivate mana due to the abolition of the Twelve Canons.

Now, the physical body and the soul have met separately, and there are signs of reinforcement and consolidation.

Yuwen Changsheng thought in his heart that this time, no matter what, he had to grasp it well.

Because, according to Yuwen Changsheng's plan, if the clan competition two months later was unsuccessful, he became a benevolent.

Yuwen Changsheng galloped among several hills near the courtyard, his toes lightly touching the rocks, and his body was vigorous.

After a few laps, his shirt was already clinging to his skin, sweat sliding down his forehead, shining in the sun.

Subsequently, Yuwen Changsheng erected a simple and sturdy wooden frame in an open space, his hands were facing forward and reversing at one time, tightly grasping the horizontal bar, the weight of his body was all pressed on the horizontal bar, and two heavy boulders were tied under his feet, his arms exerted force, slowly pulled up, and then stretched out, lowered his body, and so on.

And every time he ascended, Yuwen Changsheng seemed to be very difficult, because since he was born, Yuwen Changsheng had never tried to temper his body so seriously.

The muscles of his arms tensed, his blood vessels protruded, and every exertion was accompanied by the sound of his heavy breathing.

In this way, every pull-up movement seemed to use up all his strength, but Yuwen Changsheng had no intention of flinching.

Immediately afterwards, Yuwen Changsheng hung his feet upside down on the horizontal bar, with a cloth towel in his mouth, a double row of teeth forcefully, biting a hemp rope tied to a big stone, holding the back of his head with both hands, his abdominal muscles tightened, and he bent and pulled up.

This process is even more slow and painful, the sweat of the whole body is affected by gravity, and it flows backwards into his eyes, and the bitter feeling makes it difficult for Yuwen Changsheng to distinguish, at this time, what flows out of his eyes is the sweat on his body, or the tears of pain.

Even though every inch of muscle in his body was telling him how tired he was at all times, his intuition told him that only by being patient and persevering and surviving this hurdle could his physical body break through the original limit and break out of the cocoon into a butterfly.

When he was really unable to support it at all, Yuwen Changsheng fell to the side, panting for breath to rest, and sweat penetrated into the ground through his clothes.

At this time, the feeling of muscle tearing from all over the body made Yuwen Changsheng almost painful, but at the same moment, in the depths of the body, a strange energy suddenly gushed out, quickly repairing the tired muscles, making Yuwen Changsheng feel as if he had been reborn, and his spirit was also lifted.

After a few hours of exercise, a morning has passed.

After having a full stomach, Yuwen Changsheng sat cross-legged under a tree, pinching the trick with both hands, and running the soul cultivation method taught by his father, and began to gradually refine the soul source qi absorbed into his body from the mountain cave and condense the soul seed.

Similarly, the refining process of soul power is also quite long, just like a person who has eaten too much, and it takes a lot of time to fully digest it.

The condensation of soul seeds is an important node that cannot be avoided in the cultivation of soul power.

Only when the ethereal soul consciousness condenses the soul seed, can it be regarded as truly stepping into the threshold of soul power cultivation.

Once the soul seed is successfully condensed, not only will the control of soul power increase more and more, but the power of its soul consciousness will also change.

Moreover, the condensation of the soul seed is not a very advanced thing, it has almost nothing to do with the cultivation method, and more, the strength of the soul seed is not only related to the innate qualification, but also directly proportional to the quality of the soul phase source qi absorbed in the body.

The soul source qi that Yuwen Changsheng absorbed from the cave was extremely pure and rich.

Therefore, even if the level of the soul consciousness cultivation method he made was not high, under such a high-quality soul source qi and the strength of the soul consciousness after the stone chamber stone pool was solidified, in the condensation room, the quality of Yuwen Immortal's soul seed prototype was already several levels higher than that of ordinary soul power cultivators.

It's just that Yuwen Changsheng didn't know about it.

Yuwen Changsheng carefully controlled the condensation of the soul seed, and during the whole process, the compressed soul consciousness would be like a bouncy ball, and at the same time as compression, there would also be a rebound.

Yuwen Changsheng did not have a good teacher to guide him, he only relied on the know-how that his father had passed down orally, so the cruel reality made Yuwen Changsheng have to take it step by step.

When Yuwen Changsheng opened his eyes again, it was already evening.

The soul mist contained in his eyes had dissipated a little at this time, and on the other hand, in the depths of his soul consciousness, at this time, a cloud of ethereal things with uncertain shapes had already been slightly outlined.

The tempering of the physical body and the condensation of the soul consciousness lasted for a whole day, and when the sun was hidden, Yuwen Changsheng at this time only felt exhausted.

At night, when Yuwen Changsheng fell asleep, his heart emitted that illusory light again, and then, Yuwen Changsheng was pulled into the mysterious illusory fairyland.

In the Illusory Wonderland, Yuwen Changsheng did not temper his body and refine his soul consciousness like during the day, but sat in the middle of the white jade square, occasionally opening his eyes and looking at the misty figures, wanting to find out a deeper understanding of the mantra, especially the Eight Tiger Elephant Seals and the Juntuli Mantra.

Then, close your eyes, spread your hands out, and enter meditation.

In this way, the cycle of life has passed, and the time of a month has passed.

At this time, from the very beginning, Yuwen Changsheng could only sprint a few times from a few mountains in an hour, but now, at the same time, it can reach nearly ten round-trips.

The pull-up movements have become more and more proficient and relaxed, and even the temporary horizontal bar used for training has collapsed because it could not bear the weight of Yuwen Changsheng's increasing boulders.

Therefore, Yuwen Changsheng could only find a big tree that looked quite thick nearby for the purpose of continuing to temper his physical body.

And one day a month later, when Yuwen Changsheng was condensing the soul seed, he seemed to suddenly have a different sense, and in the soul consciousness, there was a constant buzzing sound in his mind.

Yuwen Changsheng realized that this was a signal that the soul seed was about to condense successfully.

I saw Yuwen Changsheng take a deep breath, and then accelerated the operation of the cultivation method, stabilized his mind, and in an instant, a cloud of nothingness was surrounded by a vortex of soul power.

During this period of time, all the soul source qi absorbed by Yuwen Changsheng at that time had been refined into his own soul power by Yuwen Changsheng.

Under the spiral compression of the extremely pure soul power, the prototype of the soul seed continued to tremble, and at this critical moment, beads of sweat oozed from Yuwen Changsheng's forehead.

After a long while, in the middle of the soul power vortex, a trace of soul light began to shine out, and with Yuwen Changsheng's soft drink, a group of soul seeds that seemed to be condensed like an entity, after a long month of condensation, was finally completed, quietly suspended in Yuwen Changsheng's soul consciousness.

Yuwen Changchang exhaled a long breath, and the moment he slowly opened his eyes, it seemed that two streams of essence light shot out of his eyes.

In the woods around the courtyard, at this time, any small insect chirping, wind and grass, it seemed that they could not escape Yuwen Changsheng's induction.

The soul consciousness unfolded, feeling the soul seed that had been successfully condensed, and at this time, Yuwen Changsheng's strength was already comparable to that of a mana cultivator in the spirit forging realm.

He felt the changes in his body, the condensed soul consciousness, the throbbing muscles, and the real facts told him that the foundation he needed was basically ready.

"Next, it's time to actually practice and try, the Eight Tiger Elephant Seals and the Juntuli Mantra."