A cyclone arose in Zhang Yuanhao's dantian, and swept away the original spiritual power in the dantian, as if it was a black hole of excessive greed.

Dantian is the foundation of cultivation. Since the beginning of the monk's body, the dantian has been the source of the monk's stored spiritual power, just like the power hub of the machine, and the spiritual power in the dantian supports the monk to continuously use spells and magic weapons.

The dantian has a limit, the ordinary Qi cultivation realm, the limit is about ten zhang, the width of its sea and the strength of the spiritual consciousness are consistent, only when the foundation of the Dao is built, can it be broadened to fifteen zhang, greatly increasing its capacity.

Zhang Yuanhao looked at his body inwardly, and his spiritual sense swept through his limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally landed in the dantian.

His dantian was like a small lake, much wider than most of the foundation building monks, reaching more than nineteen zhang. But at this moment, the cyclonic black hole in the center of the dantian was devouring all the spiritual power in it, leaving nothing behind.

Zhang Yuanhao didn't panic at all, because he knew that this was the beginning of the Daoji dantian.

To put it simply, according to the monk's own practice, four flesh-and-blood "walls" are constructed out of thin air at the edge of the dantian with various methods, and a large amount of spiritual power is stored in the dantian like a dam to store floods, which greatly increases the spiritual power reserves in the monk's body.

In "Burning Mountain Jue", the method of cultivating dantian in the Dao base is quite different from many methods, which can be said to be a different way.

This method is called the "Molten Dantian Plastic Base Method", the monk needs to clear the spiritual power in the dantian, and then introduce flames from the void to burn the monk's dantian, this process is naturally extremely painful, but it can greatly use the plasticity of the monk's dantian in the Qi Realm, and plant the Dao base deeply into the dantian. The so-called high-rise buildings rise from the ground, the deeper the road foundation is planted, the higher the foundation wall that can be built, and correspondingly, the greater the reserves of the monk's dantian.

Although the "Burning Mountain Jue" refers to this flame from the void as molten fire, in fact, its temperature is far from high enough for the real lava fire, only about seven or eight hundred degrees, and some physical cultivators who practice the qi realm can also withstand it, but if it is burned in the dantian, even the foundation building monks dare not do it easily.

"Whew!"

Zhang Yuanhao took a deep breath, and the third layer of the "Burning Mountain Jue" in his body was running wildly, and the majestic spiritual power after liquefaction gave people the feeling of being a foundation building monk in person. A heavy magic seal formed in his hand, and as soon as he shot into the void, a large cloud of orange-red flames was pulled out of the void by him, like a fiery snake, coiled between his wrists.

As soon as his mouth opened, Zhang Yuanhao threw the fire snake into it, and the spiritual power instantly surged, wrapping the fire snake and swallowing it down his throat.

As soon as it reached the abdomen, the fire snake was controlled by Zhang Yuanhao and swam straight in the direction of his dantian.

The cyclone dissipated, and as soon as the fire snake entered, Zhang Yuanhao immediately withdrew the package of spiritual power, exposing his dantian to the blazing fire snake. The fire snake swam in the nineteen-zhang wide dantian, bringing a strong burning sensation.

Snort –

The fire snake plunged headlong into Zhang Yuanhao's dantian, making a numbing sound. Zhang Yuanhao's face turned white suddenly, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and smashed to the ground, and his teeth also made an overwhelming creak.

Pain! Pain deep into the bone marrow!

The fire snake was like a swimming fish, scurrying in Zhang Yuanhao's dantian, making a mess of it. The blazing flames scorched the dantian to the point that the flesh and blood were charred, and even emitted a hint of the burnt smell of roasted meat.

According to the "Burning Mountain Jue", this level of burning should be insisted on for at least half an hour, waiting for the entire dantian to be as soft as a mire, and its plasticity can be brought into full play, so that the Dao foundation can be planted into the dantian to the greatest extent, so that the foundation wall built is as stable as Mount Tai.

If it weren't for Zhang Yuanhao's fire attribute spiritual root qualification, I was afraid that this fire would burn his dantian alive, in fact, this exercise was also quite evil in the Lingguang School, except for the period when the sect was opened, many ancestors relied on this method to build a foundation, and now almost no one uses this method to build a foundation, but this method is only transferred after reaching the foundation building realm.

Time passed minute by minute, but Zhang Yuanhao felt that every second was like a year, and every second was a torment for him.

For monks who have not built a foundation, the dantian is one of the most vulnerable places in the body, and only when they reach the foundation building realm, the dantian will become as hard as iron and can no longer expand a bit, so the dantian of the vast majority of foundation building monks is only fifteen zhang wide. Therefore, it can be said that it is a very extreme practice to ignite the fire into the belly and burn the dantian, and if you are not careful, the dantian will even be directly abolished, cutting off the possibility of building a foundation.

The flames were burning, and the dantian was still as hot as a furnace, and between Zhang Yuanhao's breaths, there was a wave of heat erupting from his mouth and nose, which was mixed with a trace of the smell of burnt flesh and blood, which made people's chests feel stuffy.

More than a quarter of an hour has passed, but Zhang Yuanhao's figure has trembled and crumbling, looking at his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, there are traces of blood stains, and with the face distorted by pain, it looks quite hideous and terrifying.

Seven Tricks Bleed!

Zhang Yuanhao's mouth was fishy, feeling the terrifying temperature in his abdomen, and blood was constantly oozing out of his seven orifices, making him feel a horror between life and death, as if he was about to be burned to death by this flame. Suddenly, the phantom of the burning lava mountain behind Zhang Yuanhao swirled, and it pressed on top of his head with a force of ten thousand jun, making him feel heavy, and he suddenly came to his senses, bit the tip of his tongue, meditated, and did not dare to be delusional anymore.

It seemed to feel the heavy trauma in Zhang Yuanhao's body, and as soon as his chest moved, the golden scorpion that was as thin as gold paper reappeared, waved the scorpion claw a little weakly, and then slowly drifted towards his dantian.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanhao's dantian can be described as a chaos, the original nineteen zhang wide dantian sea has no spiritual power, it is close to drying up, and then it is burned by the fire from the sky, and the flesh and blood are scorched black in an instant, just like the barren and red land during the war, barren and dry.

Zhang Yuanhao closed his eyes tightly, his spiritual sense had been divided into several parts, he needed to regulate his own meridians and viscera to ensure that it was not invaded by fire poison, and most importantly, he needed to inject some meager spiritual power from time to time to maintain his vitality, so that the dantian would not be directly burned by the raging flames.

But it is precisely because of this that the spiritual power comes into contact with this flame, which makes the flame more and more intense, making Zhang Yuanhao's pain worse, but if he does not inject spiritual power, he is afraid that the dantian will already be destroyed, so he can only inject some spiritual power from time to time like drinking a donkey to quench his thirst, but the intense pain makes him have to speed up the injection of spiritual power. According to this trend, Zhang Yuanhao's dantian will be burned by more and more violent flames sooner or later.