The dialect in the secret realm didn't know what many people outside thought, at this moment, he didn't have the slightest mind to be able to take care of anything else, all the defense matters had already been handed over to Hu Daoren and Zi Ling, the two machine spirit bodies, and all his mind was on urging the Sanskrit Technique to forge the body, and even the time was already unclear.

Up to now, although Fang Yan didn't know that the black energy gushing out of the stone platform was called Blood Witch Miasma, which was one of the treasures of the Wu Clan, but he knew that this spiritual object was definitely an excellent existence for his current self.

It's just that the strength required to break through from the third layer to the fourth layer is far more than Fang Yan had estimated before, and he has been absorbing the blood witch miasma that has poured into his body for several days in a row, and the continuous impact still hasn't broken through that barrier, but Fang Yan can also sense the signs that the Sanskrit Body Forging Technique is about to break through, and maybe a little more can be achieved.

After enduring the blood witch miasma after the evil qi invaded into the meridians, penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and reached the irresistible pain in the depths of the divine soul, as well as the pressure of the increasing power outside, the dialect had entered a state of selflessness, and there was only one thought in his heart, absorbing and refining, and then absorbing and refining, if it weren't for the fact that the dialect had never forgotten to condense the divine soul, and after entering the Heavenly Star Sect, he had cultivated the Star Power Pure Divine Technique that had never been cultivated by the Heavenly Star Sect's Yuanying Cultivator, I am afraid that the divine soul would have been crushed by the boundless pain, and even the soul would have been scattered.

But Fang Yan finally survived, and on the eleventh day, suddenly, Fang Yan felt that under the continuous impact of the power contained in the blood witch miasma, an invisible barrier in his body was suddenly broken open a gap, and then an unstoppable surging tide followed.

Breakthrough, finally breakthrough, the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging from the beginning of cultivation to the third layer later, and then retreated to the second layer in the Wuzu Wasteland, and now it has finally reached a height that has never been seen before, the fourth layer, from the description of the Wu Cicada Ming, Fang Yan has long known that this is already the highest level that this exercise can cultivate, and his body can be compared to a high-grade spiritual weapon when he cultivates to the extreme, or even higher.

However, at this moment, Fang Yan hadn't had time to think about these problems, and he didn't even realize these problems, the Sanskrit Jue Body Forging Technique that had just broken through the grade was like a dry river, and the previous exercises were just a small trickle, and it was difficult to fill the entire river, and the speed of the Sanskrit Body Forging Technique to absorb the power of the Blood Witch Miasma suddenly increased several times, and the Fang Yan was still trapped in the pleasure of the Blood Witch Miasma constantly pouring into the refining and couldn't extricate himself.

With the fierce influx of blood witch miasma, the evil qi in it became much more awe-inspiring, and Fang Yan was finally awakened by the boundless pain, and in the moment of Fang Yan's excitement, a great force pushed him down from the stone platform.

Fang Yan, who had not yet experienced the joy of the breakthrough of the Sanskrit Technique Forging Technique, first found out how bad he was at the moment, the meridians all over his body were full of cracks, all of which were caused by the constant invasion of the evil qi in the blood witch miasma, and more importantly, Fang Yan found that he had just recovered a little natal essence blood and had a lot of loss: "How can this be, Hu Daoren, how long have I been cultivating?"

"Twelve days. The nonsense's answer was immediately sent into the dialect consciousness.

"Twelve days, so long?" Fang Yan immediately remembered the situation that day, when he stepped on the stone platform, his body had already oozed essence and blood, although it was not as violent as the previous bombardment, but under the continuous pressure of twelve consecutive days, it was still a lot of loss, at least what had been restored and replenished for more than a year was squandered by himself.

"Fang Yan, don't worry, the essence blood will always be replenished after some time, and your current physical body already has the defensive power of a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Hu Daoren saw that there was some trance in the dialect, and couldn't help reminding.

At this moment, Fang Yan realized that he had broken through the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique, and immediately swept his divine consciousness into his body, and after a while, he showed a slight smile, after breaking through to the fourth layer, the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique, the speed of recovering the body also increased several times, and it didn't take long for these meridians to be able to warm up as before, and more importantly, he no longer relied on the Star Burial Robe, just with this set of exercises, the defense would be better than the defensive magic weapon of many monks, if he could cultivate this exercise to the extreme, I am afraid it would be better than the Star Burial Robe It is not necessarily, in comparison, although the essence blood is also important, but at the moment he doesn't care so much。

Fang Yan jumped onto the stone platform again with a dodge, only to find that the power around him was gone, and there was no movement on this stone platform, and it was difficult to absorb the power of the black breath and then improve the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, and I don't know if there will be such an opportunity in the future.

There was only a slight regret in his heart, but Fang Yan didn't have too much chagrin, it was an unexpected joy to be able to raise the Sanskrit Technique to the first order, that is, without that black aura, the exercises that had broken through the barrier could always be improved slowly even if they were tempered with the power of the stars in the future.

There was no effect, and Fang Yan did not leave the stone platform, and on the stone platform, he urged the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, which had just been upgraded to the level, not only to experience the current power of this exercise, but also to restore his body damaged under the internal and external pressure for more than ten days, but after a moment of effort, Fang Yan's face was put away with joy, but it showed a somewhat strange expression.

The Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging has been upgraded to a higher level, it seems that not only does it make the body of the dialect much stronger, but it also makes the body recover a little faster, just in the moment of urging the flow of this set of exercises, the dialect senses that he has a faint connection with a power in the inexplicable space, this power dialect is not unfamiliar, it is the power that he felt after stepping into the realm of the Sanskrit Recipe before, at this moment, this power not only did not exude coercion, but had a sense of closeness, and the dialect could even feel that if his mind moved slightly, he could freely shuttle through this powerAt the same time, Fang Yan also discovered that the power contained in the rune left by the sound of the witch cicada in his body came from the same source as this power.

I don't know what is going on, when Wu Cicada Ming let himself in before, he mentioned many precautions, but he didn't say that after the Sanskrit Technique of Forging Body Skill to improve the level, there will be this kind of change, that majestic power, nine times out of ten, it is the guardian power of this Wu Clan's secret realm, but he actually communicated with the Wu Clan's guardian power, doesn't it mean that in the future, he can enter and exit the Wu Clan's land at will, and even the Wu Clan's secret realm? If the Wu Clan monk knows what the situation will be, this is much more convenient than entering and exiting the Heavenly Star Sect by himself.

Fang Yan just had a thought flashing in his heart, and he made a decision, no matter what the Wu Cicada Song had to do with him, as an outsider, it would definitely not be a welcome thing to master such a thing as the Wu Clan, unless a group of Wu Clan distracted monks knew that it would be like this, otherwise he would never reveal the slightest bit about this matter.

Thinking about this, Fang Yan didn't want to stay in the secret realm of the Wu clan to cultivate and recover, if he didn't pay attention to being noticed by others, it would be troublesome to say, thinking of this, Fang Yan flashed towards the door of the space of the realm of Sanskrit.

The caution of the dialect is undoubtedly correct, if the Wu Clan monk really knows that an outsider can actually communicate with the power of the Wu Clan's guardianship, it is difficult to say what will happen, and it may not be necessary to directly exterminate the dialect here regardless of the authority of the Heavenly Star Sect.

In fact, the performance of the dialect has made many Wu people jealous, and they can undergo the baptism of blood witch miasma for twelve days in the realm of Sanskrit, and the improvement of the Sanskrit Technique to the first level is also surprising to everyone, and even a few points more, this achievement is not to mention the people of foreign races, even among the Wu clan, it also surpasses most monks at the beginning.

Just as the dialect was pushed away from the stone platform, some of the distracted monks outside had already quietly communicated.

"Twelve days, he actually persevered for twelve days. ”

"With his qualifications, if he enters the Wuzu Desolate Tomb...... You know, he's not from my Wu clan. ”

"Not to mention anything else, he can hold on for twelve days, maybe he can really bring back the Eye of the Heavens, if he falls in the Wuzu Wasteland, he will do everything, otherwise even if he wants to do something, he will have to wait until after that. ”

"But the Heavenly Star Sect ......"

"After the return of the Eye of the Heavens, why should our Wu clan be afraid of the Heavenly Star Sect. ”

"He came out. ”

Everyone who was communicating noticed the flickering of the portal of the secret realm of the Wu clan, and immediately stopped the communication, and turned their eyes over, and in an instant, they saw the dialect where the blood stains on their bodies had not been eliminated.

(Thanks to the 'Internet Kid' Taoist friends for their encouragement)