Lei Xian Sect, on the peak of Xie Dingfeng in Ma Yujian's mouth, Xu Bing had returned to the hut at this moment, and he thought back to the Lei Immortal Bazaar that Niu Zhuang took him to today, and he suddenly made a decision in his heart.

The task of the task pavilion cannot be taken at all with his current strength, and the ring of the Thunder Immortal Bazaar, if he does not have enough cultivation, he will only be beaten, not to mention the barter stall in the bazaar, and now he only has two spirit stones on his body, how can he take out any precious things to exchange.

Xu Bing shook his head and threw away all these thoughts, then he made up his mind to improve his cultivation first, and then thought about this, so he made up his mind and sat down directly on his knees and began to cultivate again.

Unlike in the past, after Xu Bing's practice this time, he didn't leave the hut for several days, and he didn't even eat, as if this continuous practice made him forget about hunger.

Five days passed quickly, and at this time, in Xu Bing's body, the aura gathered more and more, and the speed at which the aura ran in the muscles and veins and blood in his body became a little faster. He could feel that during these five days of cultivation, his body was several times stronger than before, and even his hunger was not as frequent as before.

However, he still did not go out.

In the blink of an eye, it was another five days, and Xu Bing had been practicing in that hut for ten consecutive days. At this time, he could clearly feel that the aura in his body seemed to have reached a saturated level, no matter how he exhaled, it would be difficult for the aura of heaven and earth to enter his body, and he also knew that it was not far from his entry into the mortal realm.

After meditating like this for a long time, but still not feeling the improvement of cultivation, Xu Bing was a little anxious in his heart. He felt that his muscles and veins, as well as his dantian, could actually enter and accommodate more aura, but at this time, no matter how much he exhaled, it was difficult for him to absorb any more aura, which couldn't help but make Xu Bing puzzled.

After thinking for a long time, but still without any clue, Xu Bing got up and walked outside the house.

Maybe it is true that he hasn't eaten for too long, and he has been concentrating on his cultivation, after Xu Bing came out, he felt a burst of hunger, looked for some food to satisfy his stomach, and the whole person suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

At this time, it was night outside, Xu Bing walked alone on the mountain peak, looked at the direction where Fan Cheng was, sighed lightly, and felt a little homesick for his father and sister at home.

Xu Bing remembered the scene when Xu Tianrong taught him how to practice when he was a child, and there was a slight smile on his face. While thinking, his body slowly moved.

First, a horse stepped into place, and then his right fist swung forward, bringing a small gust of wind. Retracted his right fist, and at the same time shook his left hand into a fist, also with a fist style, very sharp. Then his fists became faster and faster, and his footsteps also moved, and from a distance, he saw an emaciated figure jumping back and forth on the mountain peak, and from time to time he threw a punch, and the fist was fierce, followed by another kick, and the foot was equally sharp.

After practicing his fists and feet like this for half an hour, Xu Bing stopped, shook his head, and secretly said in his heart, it has only been less than half a month since he entered the sect, and he has been a little homesick, which is not the emotion that a man should have.

But when you think about it, you just miss home, who can say that a man must be strong, on the surface, and in the heart, how tiring it will be to live in that case. Xu Bing showed a wry smile on his face, and he didn't think much about it, touched his stomach, which was a little hungry at this time, shook his head, and walked towards the hut.

But as soon as he raised his footsteps, before he could put them down, Xu Bing suddenly froze in place, and after a while, he retracted his steps and said to himself, "I obviously ate something just now, and my stomach was already full, but I fought a set of punches, and now I am hungry again, I don't know if this practice is the same."

The aura in my body has also reached the point of saturation, and if I want to have a new aura entered, I must let the aura in my body be consumed, or more precisely, it should be compressed to make the aura in my body more refined."

A sudden idea made Xu Bing find an opportunity to break through like an initiation, but now that the night is dark, if he wants to confirm his idea, he can only wait for tomorrow. Thinking of this, Xu Bing suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, turned around and walked towards the hut.

And after Xu Bing left, a figure appeared a few feet behind him, and this person was his master Ma Yujian. He looked at Xu Bing's departing figure and muttered, "This little guy is good, if you don't come to my old man to ask, you will solve the problem yourself, okay!"

And just after Xu Bing returned to the hut to rest, Shen Cong, who had been lying on the grass all day, opened his eyes.

He got up, looked at the place where the hut was, and cursed "dead old man, eccentric eyes". After speaking, he bent down again, sat down cross-legged, took out another spirit stone, and began to cultivate.

Xu Bing didn't see all this, but Ma Yujian did. He looked at Shen Cong, let out a series of gentle tsk sounds from his mouth, and muttered again, "You little guy, sleep during the day, work hard in the middle of the night, pretend to be unfathomable, I played this trick hundreds of years ago, okay." After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Shen Cong, but turned around and walked towards the hut as well.

Shen Cong had just started to meditate, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his nose, held it for a long time, let out a sneeze, and cursed again, "I don't know who is still thinking about Cong Ye and me so late, hum"!

Not long after, the scene like last time appeared around Shen Cong's body again, wrapped in a large area of aura, but soon after a few breaths, it slowly disappeared.

At this time, in Shen Cong's body, there was a more dense aura, which filled his muscles, veins, blood and dantian, making his entire body look very bright.

Since that first time, Shen Cong has been insisting on practicing every night, snoring in front of the cave door during the day as Xu Bing had seen before, and now only the last piece of the spirit stone in his hand is left. Shen Cong held the only remaining spirit stone in his hand and ran the exercises with all his might.

One breath ...... Two Interest......

Time passed very slowly, but Shen Cong couldn't feel the passage of time, and all his energy was focused on cultivation. The aura in his body had reached a saturation state two days ago, but he didn't think about how to break through this saturation like Xu Bing did.

Two days ago, he had two spirit stones, and in the nights of these two days, he no longer saved as many days before, but used these two spirit stones continuously, hoping to break through the saturation and make his cultivation truly step into the mortal realm.

An Hour...... Two Hours......

The time of this night was extremely fast in the eyes of the cultivators, and when the eastern sky gradually became a little white, Shen Cong, who was sitting on the plate, finally changed slightly. There were a few sweat beads oozing from his face, and even his face was slightly distorted, as if he was suffering some pain.

But soon, the expression on his face slowly softened, the sweat on his forehead gradually dried, and his closed eyes opened again.

Shen Cong looked at his body, first smirked, and then the smile grew bigger and bigger, but he didn't make any sound.

He moved his body, felt sticky on his body, sniffed it again, and suddenly a foul smell hit him, making him almost faint. The smile on Shen Cong's face was also dispelled by the stench, he hurriedly got up and ran down the mountain, looking at it, he was obviously in a hurry to find a place to take a bath.