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After returning home, the whole family was pleasantly surprised when they talked about Yang Junshan's current green red steel and Fa Xuandan, and Han Xiumei, who was originally a little worried because of the incident in Baique Mountain, also smiled for a while because of the benefits that the three Fa Xuandan could bring to her cultivation.

In the evening, in the cheers of Yang Junping and Yang Junxin, the family ate a sweet spiritual rice again, and then Yang Junping was called by Yang Tiangang to go to the side room to take a medicinal bath, and Yang Junping, who was already ten years old, was about to usher in the qualification test.

Although the Yang family in Chenyu County, where Yang Tiangang's family is located, is barely counted as a county's wang family, but also collects some simple body forging prescriptions, although Yang Tiangang has split up, but the accumulation of these three years has also made preparations for his own children, and Yang Junshan himself came over like this.

Yang Junshan came to the spiritual well again to prepare for cultivation, originally there was a rune stone slab engraved with runes on top of this spiritual well to cover it to prevent the spiritual energy in the well from leaking out, and only martial arts realm monks like Yang Tiangang could open it on weekdays, and now in order to facilitate Yang Junshan's cultivation, this well was opened by his father in advance when Yang Junshan began to cultivate.

In the quiet backyard, you can only hear the insects in the surrounding grass, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on the ground makes the surroundings more tranquil, which is a good time to meditate and cultivate.

Yang Junshan sat cross-legged by the well and first ran the "Wutu Spiritual Formula" to practice for a week, so that he could further adapt to the revised spiritual formula, and then took out a spiritual elixir pill from the wooden box he carried with him and put it in his mouth.

Unlike the elixir, which melts in the mouth, the pill needs to be chewed in the mouth and swallowed into the stomach, and because the treatment of the spirit grass is extremely rough when making the pill, the taste of the pill can be described as strange, and in order to neutralize these tastes, a large amount of honey is often added to the pill.

This elixir has a foul smell after it is chewed in the mouth, although the pill is mixed with honey to neutralize, but it makes the sweet smell even more disgusting, even if Yang Junshan had prepared before taking it, he still almost didn't spit it out at the moment of chewing.

Holding his breath and chewing indiscriminately, Yang Junshan pinched his nose and raised his head to swallow the medicinal paste in his mouth, not caring about the cultivation of the spiritual formula, but drank the jar of spiritual water placed on the edge of the well in one go, and felt that the smell of heaven that rushed straight to his brain had dissipated a lot, so he hurriedly and calmly ran the "Wutu Spiritual Formula" and began to cultivate.

That is, now Yang Junshan's body hides a soul of a hundred years of vicissitudes, otherwise, with his twelve-year-old youthful nature, how could he be immersed in cultivation so quickly under the impact of this strange taste?

Yang Junshan could already feel a spiritual aura rising up, rushing left and right in his abdomen, although this aura was not very strong, but at least it was thicker than the aura overflowing from the spiritual well.

The operation of the "Wutu Spiritual Technique" in Yang Junshan's body became more and more mellow, and every Zhou Tian was able to take a spiritual energy from his abdomen and enrich it in the meridians and blood vessels around the two spiritual aperture in his body.

The condensed utilization of the spiritual energy in the spiritual technique he cultivated was already extremely high, but it was still inevitable that a small part of the spiritual energy contained in the medicinal pill would be wasted in the process of cultivating the world.

Yesterday, Yang Junshan's specialization in the "Wutu Spiritual Technique" directly compressed half of the spiritual power accumulated in his body during the previous year's cultivation, but after all, he had once cultivated the first level of the mortal realm to perfection, and the meridians and bloodlines around the two spiritual aperture had been expanded, and now he just replenished the insufficient spiritual power, so it was much easier for Yang Junshan to regain the first level of perfection.

The spirit recipe runs in the body for three weeks, and the aura of the pill swallowed in the abdomen is absorbed, if it is replaced by the previous Yang family's "Covering Earth Spiritual Recipe", I am afraid it will take four to five weeks to complete the refining of the pill, of course, the latter takes much faster time to run every week than the former.

Three weeks later, it was already the middle of the moon, Yang Junshan swallowed the second elixir pill into his abdomen, and forced the unspeakable taste to pour the last half of the spiritual water into his abdomen and began to cultivate for three weeks again, but this time the cultivation time was greatly shortened.

After dawn, Yang Junshan, who had only slept for more than an hour, set up a posture in the courtyard and began to practice Mangniu boxing.

Even Han Xiumei praised with a smile: "Shan'er is really enlightened, look at this set of punches, where is it like a novice who has practiced boxing for a year, I think it will take at least ten years, his father, can you compare to my son when you are young?"

Yang Tiangang was originally washing the pack horse beast, in fact, most of his attention was also on Yang Junshan, who was practicing boxing, and suddenly heard his wife asking, Yang Tiangang hurriedly put his attention back to the livestock in front of him, but his mouth was heavily "hummed", and said: "It's just a little progress, he is still far behind!"

In the end, it has been a husband and wife for nearly 20 years, Han Xiumei didn't know what her husband was thinking, and she couldn't help but "giggle" when she heard her husband's duplicitous words.

And the reason why Yang Junshan made progress in refining his body boxing was mainly because the memory and experience of his previous life had further begun to recover, coupled with last night's cultivation, which made his first cultivation recover most of it, and "Wutu Lingjue" was originally known for its slow cultivation but accumulation but majesty, which made Yang Junshan's boxing skills have a feeling of being a thousand miles away.

After Yang Junshan finished beating the mangniu boxing, the second brother Yang Junping walked out of the door slowly, washed his face with cold water, and then stood behind Yang Junshan with a red face and started the mangniu boxing with him.

Yang Junshan looked at the second brother's face and smiled, this medicinal bath formula handed down by the Yang family is definitely a night of excitement and difficulty falling asleep after using it, but in the early morning, he was dazed and had no energy, Yang Junshan himself had a personal experience.

After the second boxing practice, the confused little sister Yang Junxin finally reluctantly got up from the bed under the compulsion of Han Xiumei who couldn't bear to lift the quilt herself, muttering inaudible words in her mouth and began to compare with the two brothers, until Han Xiumei reprimanded a few words, and then she barely got up and practiced Mangniu Boxing.

Han Xiumei was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, and Yang Tiangang didn't know when he had already tended to have two pack horse beasts, sitting on the mill in the corner of the yard smoking dry cigarettes, while watching the three brothers and sisters practice boxing.

For no reason, Yang Junshan felt sour, such a scene in front of him often appeared in Yang Junshan's past memories, but in the memories of his previous life, he lived alone and wild ghosts for a hundred years, but there was no one more relatives around him, how desolate and lonely.

Such a scene will never happen again in this life and in the future!

Yang Junshan clenched his fists tightly, the perseverance in his expression even turned into hideousness, and he burst into a shout in his mouth, struggling to beat out the last form of Mangniu Fist, and vaguely seemed to hear a low sound coming from his body.

Although Yang Junshan's brothers and sisters were unconscious, and Yang Tiangang, who was about to inhale a mouthful of dry smoke into his lungs, seemed to hear something in his ears, and suddenly looked towards Yang Junshan, but unexpectedly, he stuck a cavity of smoke in his throat and went straight to his head along his nose, and suddenly a violent cough came, but Yang Tiangang couldn't care about anything else.

In the morning, it was dry and thick Lingmi porridge, and at this time, even the most ignorant little sister knew that her mother was going to Baique Mountain for her eldest brother Mintian, and she used Linggu and Lingmi to cook dry rice three times a day.

After breakfast, Yang Tiangang and his wife took the big pack horse beast to Lingtian, Yang Junping took his little sister and Yang Qianhai and Yang Baoliang brothers who came to the door and didn't know where to play.

Taking advantage of the tranquility at home, Yang Junshan came to the backyard spirit well again to start cultivating, he wanted to strive to restore the spiritual power in his body to the first level of perfection before going to tomorrow, only in this way, with the majestic spiritual power cultivated by the "Wutu Spiritual Technique", Yang Junshan's possibility of success in Baique Mountain would be greatly increased.

However, the effect of cultivating during the day was obviously not as good as that at night, and Yang Junshan had only barely refined a spirit pill in the morning.

As for the aura emanating from the well, although Yang Junshan was able to divide his heart into two uses, the noisy day obviously distracted Yang Junshan too much, and it was impossible to maintain peace and calm, let alone the cultivation of two uses.

It would be nice to build a house on the well, not only to block the noise of the day, but also to maintain the aura emanating from the well, and to use this room as a retreat in the future!

However, the retreat place is not so easy to build, the retreat place is safe and secret, and then the aura and leylines and other factors will be considered, the Yang family's house is not a secret place, this spiritual well is also well known, it is okay to build a pavilion to shelter from the wind and rain, and the retreat place is not something that Yang Junshan's family can afford today.

The cultivation process in the afternoon was even worse, since he couldn't use the power of the spiritual energy in the well, Yang Junshan simply returned to his house to refine the spirit pill alone, and the effect was much better, and the spiritual power condensed in his body before dinner was only one step away from recovering the first consummation.

In the evening, after Yang Junshan completely refined the fifth spirit qi in the wooden box, his cultivation finally regained to the consummation realm of the first level of spiritual qi, and because of his specialization in the "Wu Tu Spiritual Technique", the concentration of spiritual energy condensed around the two spiritual aperture in his body at this time was almost double that of before.

Looking at the cold waning moon in the middle of the sky, Yang Junshan secretly cheered himself up, tomorrow should be the first step for him to make changes, and he must succeed!