The breakthrough of the third layer of qi refining was so swift that Yu Ping was unexpected.

It's just that Yu Ping's cultivation is still low, and he doesn't understand the peculiarity of epiphany, which is something that people who have advanced cultivation envy, and an epiphany is to deepen an understanding of nature or oneself, and cultivation is a breakthrough, and the consummation of the exercises and so on may be completed in the epiphany.

Yu Ping is the same, but he doesn't know that he has opened the sea of knowledge, which is something that even the grassroots monks dream of.

But Yu Ping knew that his breakthrough was entirely because of the black vein, so he paid the most attention to the changes in the black vein.

Although there is no change in the size of the black vein, it is still the size of a bamboo stick, but the light spots on it are already dense, and they go straight to the head and the dantian, which has grown a lot, and it is estimated that there will be new changes in a short time.

Now the effect of this change is amazing, especially for the senses of the brain.

"Could it be that this is the so-called consciousness and sensory changes of cultivators?" Yu Ping didn't guess wrong, but to be precise, this is beyond the scope of consciousness, but the divine consciousness that has just opened the sea of consciousness, before Yu Ping could feel what would be in a place not far away that could not be seen clearly, and now the scene there clearly appeared in his mind, although it was only a fifty-meter appearance, but in cultivation, this belonged to a new skill that could only be developed and cultivated by a master in the foundation building period or even the Jindan period.

The cultivation of a monk is the process of developing and polishing oneself through some exercises and elixirs, and gradually surpassing ordinary people in terms of body structure and soul.

Yu Ping has this function in advance because of the black vein, and this is the most rare breakthrough in the soul, because the cultivation of the body is real, and the cultivation of the soul is empty; having a good spiritual root foundation can transform the body faster, but it does not necessarily make his own sea of consciousness change, because this is traceless, and he can only change the soul of the sea of consciousness step by step with the cultivation of high depth, which is a passive change; And when people's knowledge of the sea can be developed, just like Yu Ping's three-layer level that has been stuck for so long will break through like a layer of paper.

It is equivalent to being able to take the initiative to grasp the situation of body cultivation, and it is completely free from the scope of the admonition that Qi refining disciples must combine work and rest, even if Yu Ping can break through to the grassroots level now, there is no problem, there is no need to worry about the unstable realm and the problem of not being able to control his body.

Divine consciousness is like a door to the heart, and it must first be as far away as the heart can fly farther.

As for cultivation, as long as the pills are sufficient, it is no problem to rush to the sixth layer of qi refining in a short period of time, of course, Yu Ping doesn't know all about all this now, which is also the disadvantage of cultivating alone.

After the breakthrough, Yu Ping only knew that he had a lot of fun with this sea of knowledge.

In the past, it was very difficult to control the size of its power every time it issued a fire dragon technique or spirit sword technique, but now this spell is like your own hand, not only can you control its size very easily, but also control its distance, no longer a spell to fight out and resign yourself to fate, but can control its maximum power in the most accurate place. What I am practicing now is to beat the leaves, and the leaves on the branches of the trees are moved by the wind, for example, a green leaf suddenly emits a puff of green smoke and falls into the air as dust, for example, a leaf suddenly breaks off, and half of the leaf turns and falls.

For a whole afternoon, there was already a layer of leaves on the flat ground, especially the small half of the leaves.

Since Yu Ping's breakthrough, after a night of transportation, the true qi consumed during the day has been replenished, and he has tested it on this flat today, and Yu Ping doesn't know how to be relieved about the black veins eating animals, as if there is another self who tells him that there is a reason for everything in the world to exist.

When Yu Ping was still unsatisfied, Yu Ping, who was suddenly sweating profusely, suddenly turned blue, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and he collapsed to the ground, not because the control of each spell was less than one-tenth of the usual consumption, but the excessive use of divine consciousness, Yu Ping was already having a splitting headache, and he was holding his head with both hands, and from time to time he patted his head with melon seeds. Roar like a beast in your mouth!

Yu Ping tried to concentrate, only to see the light spots on the black veins in his body riot like ants, crawling towards the gray sea of consciousness connected to the brain, slowly crawling and sitting in place, maintaining the posture of meditating and carrying, and it took a while for his face to return to normal, and it was not until two hours later that Yu Ping stood up and rubbed his head with his hand as if he was playing a drum.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and complained to himself: "I played big just now, it's really dangerous!" I also understood that the monk's cultivation was frightening every step of the way, whether it was with external enemies or with oneself.

But he couldn't help but sigh to himself, his stomach was extremely hungry again, to be precise, the black vein was hungry again, Yu Ping, who originally wanted to go to Zifeng Mountain to find Yao Shaosi, set up a big iron pot again, although he did not resist directly absorbing it with the black vein, but he was still more willing to enjoy this appetite in large pieces.

The next day, Yu Ping arrived at the meeting place on time, everyone was very punctual, and there were those who arrived early, at this time, these thirty teenagers were still talking and laughing, contacting each other, no one mentioned what kind of competition today's rematch would be, and enjoyed this short period of harmony for the time being, Yu Ping also integrated into this group of outstanding young geniuses, in addition to He Changsheng and Kong Feifei in the top five on the stage yesterday, he also met Bai Chang, Fan Qixiong, Lei Chungen, Pan Changshan and others. Chen Donglai, Shangguan Lingyu, Leng Feng and others also knew each other for a long time, but at this time, Leng Feng was standing far away alone, mainly because he hated Yu Ping very much, and those who could be gregarious with Yu Ping were also the same incompetent people.

After a while, a white-clothed monk roared over, and when he saw it clearly, he seemed to be standing steadily on the square, Leng Feng took the lead to greet him and saluted: "Uncle Deng is early!"

"Hmm"

It was Deng Jiuming, whom everyone knew, but Deng Jiuming's eyes were looking at Yu Ping.

After a while, "Come on!" Deng Jiuming didn't say much, and a huge sword was spread flat a foot above the ground, and the entire sword was still wrapped in a thin layer of golden light.

The thirty disciples present simply bowed and stepped on, and Yu Ping felt as if he was stepping on a layer of marshmallows, soft and sticky to his feet. It was very novel, and the other disciples were the same, curious and excited, and they forgot to think about whether they could stand firm later. Seeing that everyone had already stood firm, Deng Jiuming's fingers moved, and the magic sword slowly rose to a certain height, and then slowly moved, faster and faster.

Yu Ping's disciples stood on the flying sword and did not feel any discomfort, they could feel that they were flying up slowly, Yu Ping looked down obliquely, under his feet were dotted with mountain peaks, as if there were rules, looking in the direction of the cliff mountain, it was a very small peak, which was extremely inconspicuous compared to other peaks, the direction of the flying sword was the largest mountain, higher than the position of the flying sword, at this time it was blurred, the surrounding fairy qi was fluttering, it was spectacular, and when I looked back, those small peaks slowly became smaller until they were gone.

In less than a moment, Deng Jiuming controlled the magic sword and approached the highest peak, and only when he was close could he see that there were strange forests and strange stones in this peak, a small pavilion courtyard, and there were cranes and birds circling around.

The magic sword also slowed down, and flew directly into a huge square.

It wasn't until the magic sword stopped that the disciples still didn't come back to their senses in amazement, and everyone felt a little top-heavy when they got the magic sword.

Fortunately, Deng Jiuming controlled the speed very slowly, otherwise everyone would have vomited, of course, the disciples were only excited in their hearts, and everyone also sat on the flying sword for the first time, which may even be a source of pride for a lifetime.

Deng Jiuming put away the magic sword, looked at the disciples who were still at a loss, and said kindly: "Adjust the state, and when you get to the Qunying Hall, you must not be rude." With that, he took the lead and walked up the steps of the square.

Everyone was not in the state to enjoy the beautiful scenery such as rockeries and strange flowers and plants on both sides of the undulating steps, and followed Deng Jiuming all the way to a huge mountain gate and stopped.

After a while, when Yu Ping and others were still admiring the vigorous and powerful three big characters of "Taifeng Mountain" on the threshold, a white-clothed monk like Deng Jiuming walked out of it quickly and called out "Senior Brother Deng" made a gesture of please and walked side by side with Deng Jiuming in front, and walked a distance in the corridor of the inner courtyard, all the new disciples watched all the way with dizzying eyes, no one dared to speak, but they were all surprised in their hearts, the dragon and phoenix beasts carved on the ancient giant trees, the water curtain from the sky, and the strange flowers and fragrances were all unseen and heard by everyone.

Finally came to a hall where people communicated, and at the door you could hear the sound of laughter and conversation, Deng Jiuming saluted when he entered the door!

"Jiu Ming has seen the head of the sect and the elders of the senior uncles. ”

And the white-clothed monk turned back before entering the door, and the disciples didn't know what to call it, so they had to clasp their fists and salute.

The high-level people sitting in a row on three sides of the huge hall also stopped talking, their eyes brushed over, and the yellow-robed Confucian in the middle said with a smile: "Master Jiuming's nephew has worked hard! ”

Seeing Deng Jiuming sitting on the lower seat on the left, he carefully looked at the new disciples in the hall, most of them were fourth-layer cultivators, a few fifth-layer ones, and two third-layer interesting little guys. Nodding slightly, he said with a smile: "Yes, the sect is prosperous! The future of the Luoxia Sect is yours." ”

Guo Hangguo's words blew like a spring breeze to all the disciples.

Everyone invariably looked up at the head of the house sitting on the high seat, and the elders of the Jindan Stage Peak on both sides, who were dressed in colorful clothes, were also looking at these new disciples.

"This is Taifeng Mountain, which is the Sect Master Peak. The real person is the head of the Luoxia Sect, that is, the sect master. Today, I will bring you to Taifeng Mountain, first of all, congratulations to everyone on standing out and becoming the best among the disciples of this year, and then I solemnly tell you that you have all successfully become inner disciples in advance, and you no longer need to go through the semi-final competition, and you will all become disciples of the main peaks, I hope you can make great progress and go further......"

Except for a few disciples with high cultivation, most of the people's tense nerves have been relaxed, and the rematch is not also for the purpose of becoming an inner door? Several disciples could not hold back the excitement in their hearts, but they had no choice but to pinch their hands hard to prevent themselves from making a fool of themselves.

Only Leng Feng was even more unhappy in his heart, and a third-layer guy like Yu Ping could also become an inner gate, or even a disciple of the main peak;

But here, Leng Feng only dared to have a small thought, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Yu Ping is also proud and lucky to have such a sect master. The future is already in the mind's eye.

"I finally became an inner disciple. ”