More than half a month has passed, and the formation outside the temporary cave mansion is still open, but it is just the spirit stone that supports the operation of the core of the formation, and the spiritual energy contained in it has consumed almost ninety percent.

Therefore, at this moment, the effect of the formation was greatly reduced.

When the flame is in the sky, you can see some virtual shadows of mountain cliffs in this hanging place, and the scene is a bit like a mirage.

Yang Fan entered a deep retreat as early as half a month ago and did not understand the outside world.

Perhaps he didn't expect a retreat to take so long.

In the past, every time he advanced, he was understated. When the advanced qi refining period and the condensation period are all in an instant, they are over.

It is conceivable that building a foundation is much more difficult than imagined, and the rumors about how difficult it is to build a foundation and how low the probability is are are not false.

It's no wonder that a Tsukidan has such a price, it is really because of this invisible gap that has stopped too many low-level monks.

Although Yang Fan has a Zhuji Dan, he will not use it unless it is a last resort.

Cultivation lies in oneself, and it is best to be able to do without the help of external objects.

At this moment, Yang Fan sat still, like a thousand-year-old tree, and he immersed all his thoughts into the transparent emerald halo in his mind.

The exercises in the "Foundation Building" of Xianhong Jue are becoming more and more clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

He followed the mantra, and naturally pinched all kinds of magic tricks, and the mist of life in his body turned into a stream of emerald mist, like a snake walking everywhere in his body.

In this process, Yang Fan felt that his special physique was further transforming.

Muscles, blood vessels, muscles and bones, internal organs...... It's slowly changing.

The most obvious change was the blood, Yang Fan felt that the aura in his body was like a torrent, all of which were absorbed by the blood, and then flowed through the limbs and internal organs.

There is even a trickle of soul that soaks into the depths of the mind.

Since he already possessed the soul realm of the foundation building period, the ascension at the soul level this time was not so great.

The blood absorbs a large amount of life mist, flowing through the whole body over and over again, and it feels extremely comfortable and makes people **.

Yang Fan felt: Every time the blood flows, it seems to be injected with new blood, and it has undergone a renewal and transformation.

"If this trend continues, if I succeed in building the foundation, won't my physique change drastically......

Yang Fan was amazed in his heart, but he abandoned all distracting thoughts and broke through the retreat.

In this way, he continued to retreat for three more days, and the aura on his body changed greatly.

At one point, a layer of yellowish mucus was secreted from his body.

Driven by the aura, the slime quickly evaporated.

After that, Yang Fan's skin was faintly covered with a layer of luminous light, and between exhaling and inhaling, the more condensed emerald gas atomized into a column and spit out, causing a great change in the air in the surrounding area.

Call!

A cyclone accompanied and swept over a radius of more than ten zhang.

With every breath he breathed, the emerald mist would erupt, forming a pillar of emerald air in the outside world, causing a cyclone to change.

With this change, the formation spirit stones around the temporary cave mansion were finally consumed, and the hidden mountain peaks were also abruptly exposed, replacing the original void.

Yang Fan didn't realize it, because he had entered the last moment of breaking through the bottleneck.

Call!

As he exhaled, the emerald mist suddenly turned into the shape of a snake, coiling around the improvised cave.

Next, it turned into the shape of a tiger, fierce and abnormal, and a roar could be faintly heard.

In this way, every time he exhaled, the emerald mist he exhaled would turn into a form, something in nature.

At this moment, the forms of these aerosols are still vague, but they already have some forms and gods.

Yang Fan didn't know that his cultivation had triggered subtle changes in the surrounding environment, and at the top of the mountain peak where he was located, a cloud of colorful mist formed by the convergence of heaven and earth aura appeared, which was magnificent and extraordinary.

Half a day later.

Woohoo!

Two sword lights leaped towards this side, a young scholar and a female cultivator in colorful clothes.

The two walked hand in hand, apparently as a double monastic couple.

The young scholar looked at the oppressive pressure coming from the colored mist, and felt frightened: "We came here to observe the vision of heaven and earth, but we didn't expect that someone here was advancing here. ”

"Big brother, let's leave quickly, if we offend the masters here, it won't be easy!"

The beautiful face of the nun in the colorful dress showed a look of worry.

"Caimei, rest assured, according to my estimate, the person who has advanced should be a Concentrating Great Perfection Monk, who is at a critical moment to break through the foundation building period, and has no time to take care of us. ”

The young scholar said with a smile, his eyes staring at the simple cave house shrouded in emerald mist, his eyes flickering.

"Well, we can learn some lessons by staying here......"

The young scholar proposed.

"Well, what the eldest brother said makes sense, the impact of the foundation building period is also the ...... we will face in the future."

The clothed nun snuggled obediently in his arms,

Woohoo!

At this moment, three more monks flew in the distance, and the momentum on one of them was extremely strong, and on the flying sword under his feet, there was an unscrupulous demonic aura, which was not majestic.

"There is a vision of heaven and earth ahead, it may be a spiritual creature!"

The person at the head was a bald old man, his eyes were shining, and the demonic energy on his body had skyrocketed again, and his speed had increased greatly, and he looked impatient.

"Demon Monk!"

The young scholar's face froze, and he looked at the three demon monks who flew towards him, with a look of vigilance.

The nun in the colorful dress even sacrificed a colorful streamer, with spots of light on it, and under the wave, a guardian circle with a radius of several zhang was formed in front of her, and if someone violated it, she would definitely suffer a strange and unpredictable attack.

"Huh?"

When the old man of the Demon Dao led by him flew over, his face showed a strange color: "It turns out that someone has built a foundation here, and it seems that it is still at the last critical juncture......

"You two are friends of this retreat monk?"

The bald old man glanced at the pair of double cultivators in front of him, if it was about strength, the three of them on their side were slightly superior.

However, the double cultivators in the immortal cultivation world, both physical and mental cultivation, and even spiritual communication, should not be underestimated under the joint efforts.

The young scholar said lightly: "We are also here to observe visions, Your Excellency, what do you want?"

But he was not afraid of the three people in front of him.

"If you know each other, you will go away, and you will not be nosy. ”

The bald old man snorted coldly, and while speaking, he was also observing the state of the promotion over there.

"What do you mean, do you want to ......?"

The young scholar's face changed, and he still didn't understand the meaning of the three demon monks.

They obviously wanted to take this opportunity to take advantage of the fire to rob the monks who were attacking the last moment of the foundation building period.

The bald old man was a monk in the late stage of contemplation, and his two accomplices were both mid-stage monks in contemplation.

In this case, there is a great chance of winning against the monks who are attacking the foundation building period.

"Hmph, if you don't leave......"

A hint of cold murder flashed in the bald old man's eyes, especially when he lingered on the face of the clothed nun for a moment, revealing a look of ill will.

"Big brother, let's retreat......"

The face of the female cultivator in colorful clothes changed slightly, like a young scholar.

"Okay, let's go!"

The young scholar's face was not good-looking, and for the sake of the safety of the two of them, he had to make such a choice.

Whoa!

The pair of twin monks flew away hand in hand, and after a while, they disappeared from the field of vision of the three demon monks.

"You go follow them and see if they're really gone!"

The bald old man was still a little uneasy, and ordered one of the Demon Dao monks to follow him.

After a while, the demon monk turned back: "Boss, I have been tracking for more than ten miles, and I have lost my trace, so I should have fled far away......"

"Okay, let's do it!"

A hint of gloom flashed in the bald old man's eyes, staring at the mountain peaks under the colorful mist.

At this moment, the entrance to the simple cave mansion was shrouded in a strange emerald mist, and the divine sense could not see it.

The three of them cautiously approached the cave mansion, and when they reached a distance of a few feet, the bald old man stopped abruptly, took out a fiery red bead from his hand, and slightly injected mana into it.

Suddenly, a tyrannical and hot breath came.

"Flamingba!" the two demon monks beside him looked at each other.

Rumble!

The bald old man threw the fiery red beads into the cave, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and the entire mountain peak shook slightly.

"Huh?"

The bald old man snorted softly and stared at the entrance of the cave.

The emerald mist is still lingering.

Call!

Suddenly, the emerald mist suddenly turned into a two-foot-long serpent, swirling and dancing at the entrance of the cave.

It's a weird scene.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

One of the Demon Dao monks asked.

"No, only an explosion was heard, but no fire. Once fired, the flaming bullet will produce a terrifying burst of flames that will engulf this improvised little cave. ”

The bald man frowned slightly, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

At this moment, the colorful aura mass on the mountain peak suddenly began to dissipate.

Such a scene made the three of them "chuckle" in their hearts.

In the cave, there was a dead silence, and the emerald mist gradually closed.

"Boss, did he succeed in building the foundation?"

A demonic monk said worriedly.

"Withdraw first!"

The bald old man gave an order, and the three of them quickly flew away, escaping to a certain peak a few miles away, and secretly observing the situation here.

"If the foundation fails, it will definitely be damaged, and we can take this opportunity to kill it. Hum...... A monk who is approaching the foundation building period must have more capital in his hands than us!"

The bald old man whispered.

"What are we going to do if that man succeeds in building the foundation?"

"Nonsense, of course, how fast and how fast you run!" The bald old man said lightly: "He has just advanced, his foundation is unstable, and he doesn't dare to pursue." ”

In this way, the three Demon Dao cultivators, led by the bald old man, secretly peeped at each other.

On the other side, in a cave on a cliff, young scholars and nuns in colorful clothes hid here.

They didn't leave, and they watched the situation over there, not knowing what to do.

"Boss, he's out......"

One of the Demon Dao monks exclaimed.

I saw that the mist in the cave house disappeared completely, and a person slowly walked out.

(To be continued)