It's unbelievable to say that several exercises in the dialect are all invariably accompanied by a yang character, perhaps a rare coincidence, or perhaps it is the will of heaven.xshuotxt,Visit:。

It's just that unlike other exercises practiced by Fang Yan, the cultivation of this Divine Refining Technique is really difficult. The law is already obscure, and some of the titles that were unique to ancient times in it are completely different from today, and it is better to be able to find a clear source, and those ancient titles that no longer know what they are called, make the dialect hurt, and I have to guess according to the meaning of the previous and subsequent paragraphs, and scrutinize it word by word like an old pedant every day.

In January, there was no such thing as practicing, every day I was holding the wooden tablet and closing my eyes and thinking hard, or burying my head in looking for ancient classics, and I 'made' Qingluan a few people who felt strange, how did they come back this time like a different person.

Because of the identity of the spirit planter of the dialect, the camp didn't know how to arrange the errand of the dialect, if it was really according to what Dusk Yunzi once said, it would make the people of the outer sect laugh to death, and let a spirit planter do some miscellaneous work, but I am afraid that Dusk Yunzi would not agree if he knew about it. But how can there be any suitable position, and the 'sex' is just delayed, and they just don't see it, and let the dialect 'swing' in the camp.

Until now, Fang Yan is still an outer 'door' disciple, and the identity of the inner 'door' disciple has not come down for some reason, and Fang Yan has also asked others a few times, in fact, he is not very serious about the monthly treatment of the inner 'door' disciples, mainly because the inner 'door' disciples can go to the second floor of the Chuan Gong Palace, and if they have questions about cultivation in the future, they can also go to the relevant classics inside.

These things are unresolved, and the dialect does not want to delay time, what should come will always come, so why waste 'essence' energy for this. In the next few days, Fang Yan began to cultivate the Jiuyang Refining Divine Technique, and the ambiguous parts were not touched for the time being, only a small part that could be understood was picked up, and the first to enter the 'door' Besides, some experiences may be able to touch the bypass, so there is no need to rush for a while.

Preparing to cultivate is the most basic chapter of Jiuyang Refining Divine Formula, and Fang Yan chose the simplest part of it, even so, Fang Yan did not dare to take it lightly, and carefully introduced the previous exercises and other content, and then began to practice according to the main points of refining Shen Jue.

Not only dialects, no matter who it is, they are extremely cautious in everything that involves the divine soul, not to mention that it is a specialized 'door' to cultivate divine consciousness, and they must be even more cautious, and they will regret it if they make a slight mistake. This is also one of the reasons why the practice of refining gods is extremely rare, no monk will dare to test his own divine soul, and without a large amount of verification, how can the mature exercises, let alone the future generations continue to develop it.

Fang Yan had never been exposed to this kind of cultivation before, and he had never had the opportunity to see how others cultivated his divine sense, and he was quite interested in the demonic cultivator's attack methods on his divine consciousness at the beginning, but after reading that stabbing technique many times, he still didn't dare to use it for cultivation. Because Fang Yan faintly felt that all the cultivation related to the divine soul and divine consciousness seemed to have traces of the demonic path, but he couldn't think of a reason for it.

Despite the dangers, Fang Yan was still unwilling to give up and decided to try to cultivate, the root cause of which was still from worrying about his spiritual roots. The hardships experienced before and after the seventh layer of advanced qi refining made Fang Yan very worried about his cultivation prospects, if he still cultivated like before, even with the massive supply of pill 'medicine' spirit stones, I am afraid that it would be difficult to make a big breakthrough in cultivation, and this refining technique may be another life-saving straw.

The experience of hitting the bottleneck many times, almost all of them are advanced under unconventional circumstances, either after a breakthrough in alchemy, or under the sting of the spiritual objects of heaven and earth, relying on the cultivation of their own spiritual power to advance, there are only so few pitiful times, you can't expect to get such conditions every time you advance in the future, how can there be so much luck to squander.

What is the role of the divine consciousness in breaking through the bottleneck and advancing to a higher level of cultivation, the dialect is not accurate, but it is certain that it will play a big role, Xiao Feng also told him that the road of cultivating immortals is thorny step by step, and every step is difficult, for this he is willing to risk life and death, and now the dialect is just cultivating a 'door' alchemy, even if there are some risks, just be careful, if you give up the possible opportunity, you are really unwilling.

However, this time the dialect was only practiced for a while, and then it immediately stopped, and then repeatedly pondered and figured out, the 'desire' is not reached, and when you enter the 'door', you must not be the slightest impatient, and the slightest carelessness will lead you astray. In addition to the refusal to give up the cultivation of the divine sense, the alchemy technique cannot be abandoned, and the last time Fang Yan happened to buy the rotten bone grass in the Wanmiao Immortal City, and the pair of soup 'medicine' used in the refining of the body was finally completed.

At night, Fang Yan stopped practicing the Divine Technique and instead practiced Pure Yang Gong, trying the newly acquired soup 'medicine'. Unlike the refining gods, the dialect of the refining body is somewhat certain, and then he hid in the space and took out a spiritual 'medicine', called Qingluan, and entered the bathroom together.

This is a soup recipe attached to the Pure Yang Gong Method, called Forging Bone San, which is the second soup recipe with a name obtained in the dialect after the Wuyi Tang. I was looking forward to this soup 'medicine' dialect, and for a long time, the effectiveness of the five-glycoside soup had been greatly reduced, and the cultivation of pure yang gong had become very slow, and a new soup 'medicine' was urgently needed to change the situation of refining the body.

According to Tang Fang's words, Qingluan put more than ten kinds of spiritual 'medicine' spiritual materials into the refining Yang Baoding, and soon a faint yellow mist rose in the Dingzhong, but the soup 'medicine' inside turned into a dark green 'color', and it smelled a strange smell, which was very different from the commonly used five-glycoside soup. I don't know how effective this soup 'medicine' is, in order to make up a few of the flavors of the 'medicine', but 'spent' a lot of thought into the dialect.

When the yellow 'color' mist in the ding became thicker and thicker, the 'medicine' soup slowly boiled, and the dialect stood on the side of the ding and took off his clothes, and sat cross-legged with his 'legs' and gradually submerged into it.

At first, it was still unbearably hot, and the hot 'medicine' soup pierced Fang Yan's skin with pain, and his whole body immediately became blood-red, as if it was about to be cooked. This uncomfortable dialect has been experienced countless times, and after years of diligent cultivation, it has become numb to such a sting, and the pure yang gong involuntarily operates.

With the operation of the Yuan Qi flow in the body, a large strand of 'medicine' began to pour into Fang Yan's body, and the long-lost swelling appeared in the two big yang veins, since the effect of Wuyi Tang on the dialect has decreased significantly, such a feeling has not appeared for a long time, which makes Fang Yan feel very relieved, and all his hard work has not been in vain.

At this moment, the dialect does not dare to relax in the slightest, every time the new soup 'medicine' is replaced, there will be a difficult period of adaptation, and the pain during this period is also the most difficult, of course, the entry of the refining body is also the largest, in response to the old saying, a point of hard work and a point of gain.

However, this time the soup bath is completely different from before, after the 'medicine' power enters the yang vein, there is no discomfort, on the contrary, it is a strange comfort, a warm feeling fills the upper and lower body of the body, this seemingly fierce green 'color' soup 'medicine' is extremely nourishing to the meridians, with the Yuan Force in the body flowing through the body everywhere, no place is uncomfortable.

This is something that has never been done since Fang Yan practiced Pure Yang Gong, almost every time a new soup 'medicine' is to die or live, never as incomparably enjoyable as today, this seems to be a daunting soup 'medicine', it is so comfortable to soak, if every soup 'medicine' in the future is like this, Fang Yan is very comfortable in it for a while.

As soon as I thought about it, a strange itch from the bone marrow suddenly came, and the feeling was like thousands of ants crawling inside, even more than that, which was really unbearable, but I couldn't scratch it, this feeling was more unbearable than pain, so that the dialect instantly fell from the peak of pleasure to the bottom, and became painful for a while.

No wonder this soup 'medicine' is called Forging Bone San, how did I forget this stubble, isn't this itch coming from the bones? With the continuous penetration of the 'medicine' power inward, this feeling has become more intense, the dialect gritted his teeth "gurgling", still difficult to control himself, his body shook violently, and he did not jump out of the water after suppressing it fiercely, this feeling was several times more uncomfortable than the previous pain.

And the two big yang veins are extremely comfortable, the soft 'medicine' power is like a hot spring in the snow, soothing the meridians of the dialect and the 'flesh' body, in contrast, the dialect body is like ice and fire, one side is the sea water and the other is the flame, the huge contrast makes the dialect even more unbearable, if it were not for the trace of clarity in the mind, the dialect would have jumped out of the big ding.

Where is this practice, it is simply looking for abuse, Fang Yan's mind is thinking about leaving here all the time, but deep down there has always been a voice in his heart that tells him to insist, hold on for a while, and let him do his best to endure inhuman torture. I don't know how long it took, maybe it was short, maybe it was like a lifetime, and when Fang Yan felt this itchy pain gradually fade away, it seemed to be freed from an infinite suffering.

I didn't feel the slightest joy in my heart, nor was I glad that I was finally able to bear it, but I was worried that I would have to cultivate again in the future and endure the hardships of such a forging body, and I didn't know if I would be able to hold on next time. Thinking of this, Fang Yan couldn't help but curse, which perverted monk researched the soup recipe, and he simply didn't regard himself as a human being.

After the soup bath, the 'medicine' water showed a turquoise color, no longer as muddy and thick as before, and there was a faint 'medicine' fragrance, and the strange smell disappeared without a trace. Sitting in the water, Fang Yan eagerly checked his own Yuan Force, after suffering so much, he didn't know how much Yuan Power had grown, he would not be disappointed.

After checking it out, Fang Yan couldn't help but be a little discouraged, and cursed this unscrupulous perverted monk even more, 'making' such a torturous soup recipe, but it didn't increase the Yuan Force much, it just became more pure, and other than that, there was no change.

"It seems that the effect is worse than that of the five-glycoside soup, there is no reason for this. "Although the effect of Wuyi Tang is not obvious in the dialect now, in the end, you can still see a slight increase, and you can always gain something over time, and the most important thing is that you don't have to endure the torture of forging bones. And this new soup recipe is far superior to the former in terms of 'medicine' power, but the final effect is unbearable, this soup recipe seems to be 'wrong', and it has wasted all his efforts.

Fang Yan stood up from the water in frustration, and could not hide his deep loss in the face of Qingluan, and Qingluan knew him best, and was 'wanting' to step forward to comfort a few words.

"Hey, no, why did the 'color' of the water turn black?" Fang Yan suddenly found that the original turquoise 'potion' water under his feet had become black at this time, and the surface of the skin on his body also had a little stain oozing, just like impurities discharged when he cultivated to an advanced level, emitting a sour smell.

Although the amount of these impurities is very small, far less than the previous advancement of the dialect, but it is the body purification caused by the expansion of the dantian and meridians caused by the spiritual qi rushing, and this time it is just a soup 'medicine', how can it be the same.