The cultivators of the Martial Realm opened up the dantian from the first level, to the fourth level of condensing the qi of the clear spirit, and the turbid qi was born from the dantian, which was condensed into evil qi, and finally transformed into light spiritual qi.
And when the monk advanced to the fifth level and reached the perfection of the martial realm, this consistent way of cultivating exercises was changed, and the clear spirit qi in the dantian would once again condense the vitality essence of the monk's entire person, and finally form an essence qi in the dantian, so as to advance to the martial arts realm.
Therefore, the key to a monk's advancement to the fifth level, in addition to his own cultivation, also depends on the strength of the physical body.
Even when the spiritual power of the Wutu in his body was imprisoned, although the strange wind and the cold wave that appeared in the formation brought him great pressure, the severe pain like scraping bones and cutting flesh when the strange wind raged, and the body that was almost numb under the invasion of the cold wave, could not stop him from moving steadily in the formation, although every step seemed difficult.
But it was in the process of this wind and cold attack that Yang Junshan gradually condensed wisps of essence full of vitality and vitality in his body, and began to flow into the Wutu spiritual power that could still operate even though he was imprisoned in his body, and then into the dantian.
Yang Junshan is currently just a demonic qi cultivator who has just stepped into the third level, and he can't even condense the clear spirit qi in his body, let alone advance to the fifth level.
But under the double oppression of the power of wind and cold, his physical body began to condense the power of essence, although the small amount was almost negligible, but this kind of vision that would only appear when the monk advanced to the fifth level still made Yang Junshan's heart extremely excited, which meant that the strength of his physical body at this time was at least not weaker than those monks who were about to advance to the fifth level of perfection.
Although this formation of strange winds and cold waves was full of dangers for the monks, and they were in danger of losing their lives if they were not careful, it was also an opportunity to boil their bodies and gather the essence of vitality.
After repeating this three times, the power of the wind and cold exploded at the same time, but it was never able to force Yang Junshan's footsteps, because of the influx of vitality essence in the dantian, the cultivation that had not yet been fully consolidated because of the third level of the advanced martial arts realm had gradually stabilized at this time, and the boiling evil energy in the dantian was also completely suppressed and calmed down.
Putting aside the murderous intent contained in this formation, this large formation was indeed an excellent place for monks to hone their physical bodies, especially for those monks who impacted the Great Perfection Realm of the Martial Realm, and they didn't know if there was such a spiritual formation inheritance left in this cave house.
Resisting the double invasion power of the wind and cold at the same time, this formation is no longer a threat to Yang Junshan, the only thing left is how to get out of this maze-like formation, which is naturally even more difficult for Yang Junshan, the maze is the most basic training method for the formation, Yang Junshan quickly noticed the location of the remaining place in the formation and walked towards the direction where Zhang Yueming and the others were.
The scene around him changed layer by layer, until it was empty in front of his eyes, a gimbal appeared in front of him, and the three people on the stage looked at each other, Zhang Yueming smiled and said: "Brother Yang, you came out much faster than I imagined!"
Zhang Yueming's brows suddenly furrowed, and he was about to turn around and reprimand, but he saw that Yang Junshan actually frowned at this time, looking behind him with an extremely complicated expression.
Zhang Yueming's heart moved, and he immediately swallowed the words that came to his mouth, but the strong monk surnamed Gao next to him had no good face, and turned around and scolded: "What is the ghost called, is he dead father?"
Zhang Yueming secretly said that it was not good, and quickly said in a deep voice to the monk next to him: "Senior Brother Gao, be cautious in your words!"
The monk surnamed Gao was slightly stunned, and then saw Yang Junshan in front of him hesitating slightly, then bowed slightly behind the three of them, and said, "Uncle, why are you here too?"
Everyone's surprised eyes looked back, but they saw a third-level cultivator of the Martial Realm who looked like he was about forty years old was also staring at Yang Junshan in front of him in a daze, and after hearing his greeting, he raised his finger and pointed at Yang Junshan and stumbled and said, "You, you, you are Xiaoshan, how can your cultivation be ......"
Zhang Yueming and the other three obviously didn't expect that there was actually a blood relative of Yang Junshan here, Zhang Yueming and Senior Brother Qiu were both calm, but Senior Brother Gao's face flashed with a hint of contempt.
Yang Junshan was deeply involved in the formation before, although Zhang Yueming could recognize his identity through secret techniques, others could only see a vague outline in the formation, even his uncle Yang Tianchen would not think that his nephew actually had the third level of the martial arts realm, the same cultivation as him!
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "I never thought that you were also here, uncle, why did my uncle come from Chenyu County and not tell my father in advance, Huangtu Town seems to be on the way uncle came here, right?"
Yang Tianchen's face turned red, he coughed, and said: "Xiaoshan, the cave here in Luoxia Ridge is very dangerous, uncle told your father, what if your father also wants to come here and encounter danger, you also saw it, uncle is trapped here now, if your father is also in danger, how can you get it, uncle can't harm his brother, right?"
Zhang Yueming and Senior Brother Qiu had strange faces, but Senior Brother Gao was full of disgust, Yang Junshan was disgusted to death, but he had a smile on his face and said, "What my uncle said is the same!"
Even Yang Junshan didn't want to argue with him, but made him become more justified, and continued: "Xiaoshan, it's not me who said that you father and son, Luoxia Ridge is such a big thing, you don't talk about carrying a letter back to your hometown, if it weren't for your fourth uncle inviting me to come, I wouldn't know that such a big battle had arisen here in Mengyu County, how could this brother have a lifespan instead? If there is a benefit, you don't call your own brother to come, it's better to have an uncle!"
Yang Junshan was so angry that his face only sneered, but his mouth suddenly became indifferent, and said: "Uncle is wrong, my father suffered some injuries a few days ago, and he has been recuperating at home these days, and he has not participated in exploring this Luoxia Ridge Cave Mansion.
"You kid, how can you talk to your uncle!" Yang Tianchen didn't expect such cynicism between the words of his sons and nephews, and was about to put on the elder's score to reprimand Yang Junshan, but unexpectedly he was interjected by a voice.
Senior Brother Gao originally put on a look of watching a play, but he didn't expect Zhang Yueming to suddenly interrupt the choking of the uncle and nephew, and said: "How is Brother Yang, do you still have the energy?"
Yang Junshan could see that Zhang Yueming was relieving him, after all, fighting with his elders, no matter how reasonable it was, it was not something he should do as a junior, Yang Junshan didn't want to expose his family ugliness, so he wrote down this favor and said with a smile: "This wind and cold formation is of no use, I think Brother Zhang already knows, I can't wait to do it!"
Zhang Yueming also smiled and pointed to the two senior brothers beside him, and said: "I haven't introduced it to Brother Yang yet, these two are Senior Brother Gao and Senior Brother Qiu, and I are generally disciples of the inner sect of this sect.
Yang Junshan nodded to the two of them and said: "Brother Zhang is too humble, I will work together to get through this formation!"
Zhang Yueming himself is not afraid of the power of the wind and cold in this formation, if he wants to pass the formation, it is nothing more than spending some time to get out, but his two senior brothers do not have his ability, if these two have not been damaged in strength, it is just a time to stick to a stick of incense in this formation, if they can't get out during this time, I'm afraid they will be frozen into ice sculptures because of exhaustion of physical strength.
Now that Yang Junshan has promised to help, with the guidance of this formation master, as long as he resists the power of wind and cold, he can pass through the formation within the time of a stick of incense.
Zhang Yueming flipped out a jade bottle from the storage bag and poured out two grape-sized red pills from it, Senior Brother Gao smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Since this little brother Yang is proficient in the formation, as long as it can be passed over within the time of a stick of incense, this Chiyang Spirit Pill is not needed for brother, you should give it to Senior Brother Qiu!"
Senior Brother Qiu smiled bitterly, took the elixir and swallowed it into his stomach, and after a while, the elixir took effect, and a wave of yang and harmony burst out of his body, and Senior Brother Qiu, who was originally slightly pale due to his injury, suddenly turned rosy.
Zhang Yueming put the remaining one back into the jade bottle, glanced at Yang Tianchen who was changing in the distance, and handed the jade bottle to Yang Junshan and said: "Brother Yang helps, I can't repay you, the elixir in this bottle is called the Chiyang Spirit Pill, which is a kind of pill that has been newly practiced, and after entering the abdomen, it can turn into a mass of yang and harmony, protecting the body for half an hour in the cold wave, and now there are only the last three left, please smile at Brother Yang!"
Yang Junshan had to catch it and smiled bitterly: "This Chiyang Spirit Pill is said to need to collect nine kinds of upper yang and elixirs, nine kinds of medium yang and elixirs, and nine kinds of inferior yang and elixirs, a total of twenty-seven special elixirs can be refined, but it is an extremely difficult pill to refine among the spiritual level elixirs.
Zhang Yueming also looked surprised and said: "Master Dan Dao doesn't dare to be a master, but I didn't expect Brother Yang to have such knowledge of alchemy!"
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "You and I don't want to compliment each other, this Senior Brother Qiu has already cut the elixir power in his belly, I'd better hurry up and enter the battle!"
"It's okay!"
"Hey, Xiaoshan, Xiaoshan, wait for Uncle!"