The battlefield fell into a boring confrontation for a while, and whenever the pure yang qi was almost neutralized, Shen Xian went to make up for it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he is the busiest in the entire battlefield, and those who have been chanting the scriptures without interruption also have people changing shifts from time to time, but Shen Xian's work can only be done by himself.

This was repeated three times, and the first night since the start of the war began.

At this time, the Taiyi Sect Master sent someone to find Shen Xian again, and the first thing he said when he met him, the Sect Master asked, "How much pure Yang Qi do you still have in that bottle?" Can it support this night's consumption?"

Shen Xian took out the Pure Yang Gang gas cylinder and looked at the mouth of the bottle with his eyes. But in the haze, there was a pool of blazing white water at the bottom of the bottle, which was similar to the bottom of the giant pit of the misty sandbank. Then he said: "Don't worry, the door master! At this time, less than one-fifth of it has been consumed!"

I think that it took a day and a night to absorb all the small pools with the powerful suction power of the Yin and Yang two cylinders, but at this moment, it has only been gushing out for five hours, and they are all gaseous.

I don't know how much time it will take to use up all that is left.

When the Taiyi Sect Master heard Shen Xian say that there was still a lot of pure Yang Gang Qi, he was much more relieved and continued to discuss various things with the other two giants.

After three consecutive days like this, Shen Xian's pure yang qi was consumed by most of it, and the sea of undead in the Thousand Illusions Netherworld Mansion over there was also almost consumed.

Both sides don't know each other's situation, and they only think that their own situation is not good, so they are a little anxious. One by one, they frequently observed each other's movements, and the situation was much more tense than in the previous days.

At this time, on the battlefield, the dissipation speed of pure yang qi was already extremely low, and almost every time Shen Xian replenished pure yang qi, it would take more than three hours for it to dissipate to a trough.

The concentration of aura in the Thousand Illusions Netherworld Mansion was also high to a perverted level, and there were clouds of aura clouds everywhere, and after a few days of precipitation, the impurities in the aura fell to the ground. This place has become a veritable blessed land cave heaven, enough for a small sect to practice for a long time. It's just that there is no spiritual vein here, and all spiritual energy cannot be regenerated, and when it is used up, it will be gone.

However, at this time, this environment is very conducive to the battle of the three factions of the righteous path, and it can increase the mana recovery speed a lot.

Shen Xian judged that there was still a day or two before he left the battle, so he was bored and practiced the first action of "Nine Turns Xuangong". Every time you practice, this Xuan Gong will temper the body and soul, and it is not that you don't need to practice it anymore after you practice it, but it is a practice that focuses on long-term accumulation.

In the Heavenly Realm, I don't think these movements consume time, but in this mortal world, even if you practice this extremely skilled first movement, it will take about three hours to complete it once.

Fortunately, Shen Xian didn't practice the second movement, otherwise I am afraid that he would not be able to complete it once in a day or two. Even the first action feels very different from that in the heavenly realm.

When Shen Xian was practicing the Nine Turns Xuangong in the Heavenly Realm, he only felt that the immortal qi was like a sledgehammer tempering his body. But in this world, the aura has also turned into a sledgehammer to temper his body, and there seems to be something more. It's just that it's not so obvious at this time, so I can't see the specific changes.

Shen Xian didn't shy away from others when he practiced, this "Nine Turns Xuangong" is not something anyone can cultivate if they want to, the physical strength is not enough to even do the starting style of the action, and the mystery is to the extreme. But "Nine Turns Xuangong" is not only an action exercise, but also a relative qi route. It's nothing for everyone present to see all the actions, anyway, they don't have a route to do it.

At this time, the only people who can practice "Nine Turns Xuangong" on the battlefield are probably the great monks of Sanskrit. But they didn't understand anything just by looking at the movements, they just felt that those movements were a little mysterious, and they tried to do it a few times, but there was no reaction, and they all gave up one by one.

Shen Xian practiced it once, then went to make up for the pure yang qi, and then came back to continue practicing. After a few times, he finally knew what he had gained when he practiced in this world.

It turned out that when he was in the Heavenly Realm, although there were many people in the academy who cultivated, they did not reach the level of leaving their own Dao in that world.

In other words, the academy, like the legendary Zixiao Palace, is a small world opened up in chaos. Legend has it that Zixiao Palace is full of Hongjun Dao, and unlike the legendary Zixiao Palace, the academy can't even sense the Heavenly Dao for some reason, and the end is extremely wonderful.

The heaven and earth of the academy are like a blank sheet of paper, on which no one's Tao is yet reflected. But this world is different, this world has existed for countless years, during which I don't know how many amazing and brilliant characters were born, and naturally there will be countless Dao engraved in this heaven and earth.

Therefore, there are not only heavenly daos in this heaven and earth, but also countless powerful daos, which are spread in every inch of spiritual energy.

If Shen Xian's practice of "Nine Turns Xuangong" in the academy was tempered by a smooth sledgehammer, then in this world, what tempered him was a sledgehammer with lines.

In other words, at this time, Shen Xian had not practiced the "Nine Turns Xuangong" once, and part of the Dao was engraved on his body and soul.

Shen Xian suddenly had a realization that there were thousands of ways in this world, and they were innumerable. To sum up, there are actually only three. One is the great path that everyone aspires to but few people cultivate, the second is the heavenly path that all monks fear and yearn for, and the third is the self-path that all people have.

It is said that the avenue is difficult to repair, the way of heaven is difficult to defeat, and the way of mine is difficult to find. They all think that my Tao is difficult to find and easy to cultivate, and even if it is cultivated, it is not as good as cultivating the Heavenly Dao. But in fact, the potential of my Dao is actually infinite, and the easy cultivation of my Dao is only easy to cultivate in the early stage of enlightenment, and if I want to cultivate my Dao to the level of the Heavenly Dao, it is indeed difficult to cultivate to the extreme.

Shen Xian understood in an instant the meaning of the academy's establishment in chaos, that is, to encourage students to cultivate my Dao. Otherwise, when each side of the world is opened, there will be a birth of the Heavenly Dao, and I wish that there would be no exception to that side of the world.

And the only reason why the Heavenly Dao was not felt in the academy was that someone had already killed it when the Heavenly Dao was born. As for who did it, it's too easy to guess! Who else could there be but those saints!

When Shen Xian thought of this, he suddenly felt that there were too many ulterior secrets behind the academy. It was as if it had suddenly changed from a wound coil to a mess that people couldn't figure it out. He couldn't think of any more clues, but he understood that it was crucial that several great saints hoped that there would be a figure who could cultivate my Dao to an extremely high level.

Shen Xian thought to himself: "Although this Dao is difficult to cultivate, there are a few saints standing behind it, maybe with the support of those bigwigs, it may be possible to produce results! It's better than cultivating the Dao of Heaven, even if you become a saint, you have to be controlled by the Dao of Heaven!"

Thinking of this, Shen Xian's eyes suddenly lit up.