Of course, this so-called improvement is extremely limited and carried out in an orderly manner. Each impact will only complete the improvement of contact mana.
Every time after a slight improvement is completed, this small amount of mana will sink into the lower layer of the Dantian, waiting for the next impact and improvement.
The essence of improvement at each stage of cultivation for monks in the foundation-building period is the improvement of the quality of mana. The area of the Dantian has expanded to the extreme stage during the Qi-refining period, and will not expand at all due to the improvement of cultivation. increase.
In the foundation building stage, the only task is to improve the quality of the liquid force. The strength exerted by the liquid force in the same volume at each level is also different.
In the final analysis, the entire foundation building period and cultivation stage are just to lay the foundation for the final condensation of the golden elixir. Only by realizing the transformation of liquid into solid can the real accumulation be achieved.
Now if Sun Mingsheng wants to successfully advance to the third level of foundation building, he can only do so if all the mana in his dantian makes a leap through repeated impacts.
As time goes by, the quality of liquid mana is also improving simultaneously. In this process, the supplement of necessary spiritual power is naturally indispensable.
After all, when the number has not increased significantly, sufficient and continuous refining of spiritual power is needed to maintain this improved state at all times.
In this cave, which was originally designed to provide temporary rest for seriously injured and dying monks, the extremely dense state that almost formed a layer of white hair outside his body has completely disappeared.
At this time, Sun Mingsheng's physical body changed from its previous state, and he took the initiative to refine the spiritual power of the Incarnation Zhou in large quantities, forming almost vortexes the size of fists.
These small vortexes madly attract the spiritual energy in the cave and enter the monk's body to replenish the needs in the Dantian.
Fortunately, this is only a small level improvement. The influence of this vortex is not too obvious, but the spiritual power in the cave has become thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the junction of the desert edge of Zifeng County and Qingli County
Hundreds of monks from each of the two sects, the Royal Beast Sect and the Huanling Sect, are engaged in a fierce battle risking their lives. The spiritual weapons cut through the void and collided together, and each spiritual talisman burst out with light of different colors from time to time.
In the high altitude, two golden elixir stage monks each held magic weapons and were fighting fiercely regardless of the outcome, and the situation became more and more intense. It was obvious that they had fired real fire.
In this intense battle, the foundation-building monks were just the most ordinary members and could not cause too many waves. From time to time, miserable screams were heard between the two sides, which meant that The fall and severe injury of a monk in the foundation-building stage.
Although Sun Shengyuan, Sun Mingzeng, and Sun Xunmu belonged to different patrol teams, in such a fierce battle, they had already subconsciously converged together and relied on their absolute trust to form a triangle. Small array.
Sun Shengyuan on the fifth floor of the foundation was the arrow, and Sun Mingzeng and Sun Xunmu were responsible for protecting the two corners. They fought carefully and did not rush in hastily. Although they did not achieve enough results, their own safety was not in danger in a short time. .
"Uncle, be careful on the right, there is an enemy sneak attack." Sun Mingzeng had just defeated an incoming long sword, and a second-level middle-grade spiritual weapon that was as unique as a harpoon was already approaching, and due to the short time, With all his strength exhausted, Sun Mingzeng was unable to stop him in a short time.
Sun Shengyuan had originally targeted a monk who was in the early stages of establishing the foundation of the Phantom Sect and was preparing to kill him with a thunderbolt, but he gave up completely under the harassment of this harpoon.
Although it is not suitable for cheating and sneaking in this kind of battle, your own safety must also be the first priority. Once you are traumatized, you will immediately become a favorite in the eyes of all enemy cultivators. The overwhelming spiritual weapons were simply impossible to resist.
Sun Shengyuan is old and cunning, and naturally he will not let himself fall into crisis easily. With the cooperation of Sun Mingzeng and Sun Xunmu, he turned around and a flash of light passed away without hitting the target. There were no injuries left on his body.
On the contrary, after slightly observing the surroundings, he suddenly jumped forward and turned into a stream of light and walked forward. The spiritual weapon in his hand continued to hit the opponent in front of him unexpectedly.
This move was not only unexpected by the enemy cultivators of the Phantom Sect, but even the two family cultivators failed to keep up with his out-of-the-box thinking, and the small triangular formation almost fell apart.
Of course, the effect of "brushing" is immediate. A flash of light flashes away, and a huge head of an early-stage foundation-building monk opposite falls to the ground.
And the monk's big eyes looked dumbfounded until his death. Obviously, this ending was not within the scope of his expectations.
Sun Xunmu's cultivation may be slightly inferior, but in terms of cooperation, he is obviously more in harmony with Sun Shengyuan. The figure stepped forward and neatly removed the enemy cultivator's head, the storage bag on his waist, and the gun in his hand. Having the spiritual weapon in his pocket did not leave any chance for others to snatch the fruits of victory.
"The five major sects of the Song Dynasty are united, advancing and retreating together, and facing the outside world. Why do they risk the world's disapproval today to invade the territory of my Phantom Sect and really fight to the death?" A voice shouted from high in the sky. , appeared in the ears of the foundation-building monks like a roar of thunder.
"The Phantom Sect is acting in a perverse way and killing innocent people indiscriminately. How can we, the Beast Control Sect, watch other monks being slaughtered in vain? If your sect promises to give up raising fantasy butterflies and protect the interests of all the monks in the family, "What if we retreat immediately?" the Golden Pill monk from the Beast Control Sect scolded him righteously and sternly.
For any sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, the inherited skills are the foundation. It is obviously impossible to replace the skills passed down by the sect from generation to generation.
Without a few words, the gap between the requirements of the two golden elixir monks is as huge as a trench that is difficult to cross.
The stagnation between the two people did not last too long. The collision between the two magic weapons erupted with bursts of dazzling light, like a slowly rising sun.
In this kind of bloody and hard-fought battle, what is competing is the strength of the monks. After losing the assistance of the phantom formation in this regard, the Phantom Sect is obviously slightly inferior. As time goes by, the balance of victory has been slowly shifting towards the beast control gate.
Zifeng County, where the Beast Control Sect is stationed, in the temporary cave
Sun Mingsheng’s injuries have basically recovered. Under the nourishment of mana, his physical body appears more transparent. Under the movements of the Great Zhoutian, his face became more and more rosy, and an extremely rich and high-temperature breath appeared every time he exhaled and inhaled.
"The accumulation has been enough, the injuries have been healed, the foundation has been built to the third level, and it is complete." In the collisions, when he felt the last chance coming, Sun Mingsheng shouted from the bottom of his heart. , opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of pure red flames that turned blood red all over.
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