Feeling the barrier of the seventh vein, Yang Ming couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and immediately took a deep breath, calmed the ecstasy in his heart, and then entered the state of cultivation in Tuna.

On the spacious bed, Yang Ming sat cross-legged, his breathing entered a special state, and after this period of accumulation, the pale yellow internal force in Yang Ming's veins became rich.

Due to the recasting of the meridians, Yang Ming's body became extremely strong, so the heavy internal force flowed quietly in his body, appearing very thick and obscure.

As Yang Ming entered the cultivation state, the rhythm of his breathing became uncertain, and he operated the Nine Folds of the Mountain, constantly turning the energy between heaven and earth into a pale yellow internal force.

Time was lost bit by bit, and after a day of cultivation, Yang Ming gradually felt that the internal force in the veins gradually became restless.

"Could it be... You're going to break through to the late stage of the Tongmai Realm?"

When these internal forces throbbed, Yang Ming's heart moved, and immediately a touch of ecstasy appeared on his face, after such a long period of precipitation, he was finally going to accumulate again.

Since the recasting of the meridians, this is the first time that Yang Ming has rushed to the meridians, although he knows in his heart that after this recasting of the meridians, he is more than several times stronger than before, but he still does not have a definite answer to how powerful the meridians are.

"Whew!"

Slowly exhaling a breath, Yang Ming's mind sank into the veins, mobilized those restless internal forces, condensed them into a sharp sword tip, and was silent for a moment, and then like an off-track train, it slammed into the solid barrier.

Knock knock!

The impact again and again made Yang Ming return in vain, but he was not discouraged, like a general who could not be defeated, and kept rushing forward.

At this time, the importance of the strength of the meridians was suddenly reflected, no matter how wildly Yang Ming's internal force slammed, he didn't feel the slightest pain, which showed how powerful the body in his body had become after this meridian recasting.

Based on this alone, Yang Ming felt that the suffering of those months was not in vain, and at the same time, he was also happy from the bottom of his heart, with such a powerful meridian, as long as there was sufficient internal force in the vein, it was only a matter of time before he broke through the seventh vein barrier, and it was not like others, and he still needed to spend internal strength to nourish him halfway.

Under Yang Ming's subtle control, the internal force in the vein slammed into the barrier that was as solid as a fortress without falling, and with the support of the strong internal force, it hit again and again, showing no signs of exhaustion.

This made Yang Ming a little amazed at the strength of the Nine Folds Technique of the Mountain, if it weren't for this set of exercises, Yang Ming's internal strength would not have been able to hold on for so long.

Moreover, the internal force transformed by the Nine Keys of the Mountains gave Yang Ming a very peculiar feeling, as if it was not the internal force in the veins, but a big mountain, a giant mountain.

At the same time, the more he understands this set of exercises, the more absolutely terrifying it is, Yang Ming has a feeling that as long as he completes the follow-up exercises mantra, this Qishan Ninefold Technique is definitely not as simple as an ordinary inheritance exercise, although this is just Yang Ming's guess, but he believes in his feelings.

A man's sixth sense is often terrifying.

The Nine Secrets of the Mountains are like an invisible machine, continuously transforming the energy of heaven and earth into internal force, supporting Yang Ming's pulse.

"Click!"

After several hours of hard work, Yang Ming finally saw a glimmer of victory, under his crazy impact, a crack finally appeared on the incomparably solid barrier, and then, the crack expanded rapidly, like a spider web, spreading around the entire barrier.

The next moment, this solid barrier was like a burst of glass, and with a "bang", it exploded, and the pure internal force in Yang Ming's vein seemed to have found an outlet, and rushed into the seventh vein.

With the cracking of the barrier, Yang Ming's spirit was suddenly shocked, and he was silent for a moment, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a faint yellow essence light crossed his dark pupils.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ming raised his head and looked at the ceiling, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Finally a breakthrough!"

With his fists clenched, feeling the surging internal force in his body, Yang Ming couldn't help but be a little excited, in the Tongmai Realm, the fourth, seventh, and tenth meridians are all a watershed, as long as the seventh meridian is opened, then when the eighth and ninth meridians are opened, it will be much simpler.

At the moment when he opened the seventh vein, Yang Ming clearly felt that his strength had skyrocketed a lot, and he suddenly had an inexplicable urge in his heart to find the dark shadow of that night and compete with him again.

However, as soon as this idea appeared, Yang Ming was strangled in the cradle.

First of all, the other party is not a fool, at the moment when the rudder of the Poison Dragon Sect was exposed, I am afraid that he had already left there, and it was impossible to wait for Yang Ming to come to the door to fight again, secondly, according to his strength, I am afraid that he is not the opponent of the latter, not to mention, I don't know how many people from the Poison Dragon Sect are hidden in Fengcheng, if he is accidentally exposed, then he can be regarded as stabbing the hornet's nest, but there is trouble.

Not only can they not provoke, but they must also leave Fengcheng as soon as possible, otherwise, once the people of the Poison Dragon Sect find out that it is themselves who destroyed them, it will be over.

"Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and it's time to go back!" stood up, slowly stretched, looked out the window at the gradually brighter sky, and whispered in a low voice.

It has been two years since he left the Star Road Academy, and he vaguely remembers the promise he made to that girl that he must defeat that guy, all this time, he has never relaxed, but three years ago, that guy has already opened up seven veins, time has passed, and he doesn't know how far the original enemy has reached.

According to the qualifications of the latter, in three years, at least ten veins must be opened, and if there is a slight opportunity, it is not impossible to reach the peak of the pulse.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became urgent, and Yang Ming asked himself if he was not afraid of any late stage of the Tongmai Realm now, but Li Xuanqing, as a disciple of the Li family, had some unknown life-saving methods, even Yang Ming did not dare to defeat the other party with full certainty.

Since there is no complete certainty, while there is still time, we must quickly improve our strength, now, I have just opened up the seventh vein, I am afraid it is a bit unrealistic to make another breakthrough in the internal force, and it must be a period of precipitation before entering the impact of the next vein.

Since you can't start with internal force, you can only start from martial arts.