Sword Spirit Mountain!
Some people say that because the mountains here are tall and straight, and the main peak stands sharply, looking from a distance, it looks like an upright sword blade, so it is called Jianling Mountain.
Some people also say that it got its name only because the Sword Spirit Sect, one of the three sects and four sects in the cultivation world, resides here.
Specifically, whether the mountain was named after Pai, or Pai was named after Mountain, the time is too long, and it is no longer clear for people to say.
The North Peak of Sword Spirit Sect.
Built according to the mountain situation, there are rows of corridors, stone houses and wooden buildings, which are extremely imposing.
Walking into an attic and looking around, the tables and chairs carved from high-quality sandalwood are meticulously engraved with different patterns, and the delicate and gentle feeling of belonging to the daughter's home circulates everywhere.
A woman sat on a wooden chair, resting her forehead with her hands, her eyebrows slightly frowned. But seeing her wearing an elegant light shirt, her delicate face was full of worries, that slightly sad expression was enough to break the heart of any man in the world.
This woman is none other than Ouyang Manxi, Luo Fei's teacher. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have thought that the well-known Nascent Soul Nvxiu on the North Peak of the Sword Spirit would act like a little girl.
Next to her was a carved wooden bed. Luo Fei was still wearing the same white shirt, lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her face like gold paper, but her breath had been completely cut off.
"Feifei, don't worry! No one can take you away without Master's consent!"
"You are the soul avatar of Qinglian Saintess in the lower realm, how could you fall like this?"
"No matter how high the price is, I will save your life as a teacher. Even in the future, your fate will not be swallowed by others... You already have your own independent personality, and you are no longer that Qinglian saint! You , it’s you! No one can turn you into someone else!”
Ouyang Manxi's tone was gentle yet firm.
Standing up, moving lightly with lotus steps, she stepped forward to hug Luo Fei, walked out the door, and left in a flash, not knowing where she was going.
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Tushidian.
A month has passed, and Wu Ya, the old Taoist, personally supervised, and the three children worked day and night, blowing the wind with all their might.
Even with the physique of a monk at the Foundation Establishment Stage, or even at the Golden Core Stage, it was a bit unbearable. You must know that this is not only a matter of physical exertion and not being able to rest, but also to bear the temperature of the fire of the earth dragon at close range.
But I saw them all flushed from the fire, sweating profusely, and gasping for breath from exhaustion.
It has to be said that the effect of what they did was very obvious. The fire of the earth dragon became more and more powerful, and as it continued to burn, the entire pill furnace had long since turned red.
Inside the alchemy furnace, a bright flame was burning. And Zhang Yang's body, like a dragon absorbing water, absorbs all these flames, and then quickly converts them into mana under the operation of the kung fu, and stores them in the body.
Zhang Yang was very surprised. Theoretically speaking, according to his rudimentary body, he simply couldn't bear so much mana. Once it reaches saturation, those mana should have no place to hold, and then dissipate; if it is forcibly contained, it is not impossible for the body to explode.
However, instead of exploding, his body now swelled more and more. As the body size expands, the mana that can be accommodated also doubles.
Zhang Yang knew with a little induction that the mana in his body was so surging that even a monk at the golden core stage was far inferior to it.
Accommodating mana, the body swells under the pressure of mana... This phenomenon reminded Zhang Yang of Bafangyin.
Isn't that what Bafangyin is like? After the master inputs mana, the Bafang Seal begins to expand, and the more mana is input, the bigger the Bafang Seal becomes.
How similar is this to Zhang Yang's performance now
Zhang Yang began to feel happy.
No matter what, being strong is always good. If it continues like this, it won't take long for Zhang Yang to feel that his strength will reach the Nascent Soul Stage, or even surpass the Nascent Soul Stage.
Of course, maybe this kind of strength cannot be preserved, just like Bafangyin will shrink immediately after withdrawing its mana. Once the mana in Zhang Yang's body is exhausted, he may also be beaten back to the level of purple stiffness.
However, as long as there is a certain amount of time is enough!
Thinking about the old Taoist Wuya sitting outside, Zhang Yang originally hoped that he would leave sooner, but now he hoped that he would never leave.
"Quack quack! When I absorb enough mana and my strength soars, I will torture you to death after I go out!"
Zhang Yang smiled wickedly in his heart, and continued to absorb the raging fire in the alchemy furnace unceremoniously.
The Immortal Artifact Sanwei Pill Stove, combined with the fire of the earth dragon, and the urging of several boys, among which the Qingfeng boy used a banana leaf boat... With the combination of these, how violent the force of the flames is! .
For Zhang Yang, this kind of opportunity is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The violent flame power transformed into majestic mana, which rushed into Zhang Yang's body frantically.
Every moment, Zhang Yang's strength was skyrocketing crazily.
Although Zhang Yang tried his best to control his body, try not to get bigger. However, it didn't take long for his body to still withstand the inner wall of the alchemy furnace.
Growth continues.
Zhang Yang couldn't stand up straight, couldn't stretch his legs, not to mention how uncomfortable it was, he was so aggrieved that he almost died.
However, he has to endure! He knew that the longer he endured, the more flame power he absorbed, the more powerful his mana would be, and the more enjoyable it would be to abuse the old Taoist Wuya once he escaped.
The more suppressed you are, the better you will explode.
What's more, Zhang Yang knew that there was only one such opportunity.
In this alchemy furnace, with the help of so many favorable conditions, it took such a long time, and all kinds of chances and coincidences, so much mana was stored. If this time cannot be successful, the mana will be exhausted, and the strength will return to Purple Zombie , It will become a problem to want to take revenge or even escape.
I will endure!
I will endure!
I can bear it!
The zombie master tried his best to endure it, and he had to torture the old bastard to death after he got away.
By the way, there is that great monk! It's a pity that the great monk is not nearby, so he is lucky! Otherwise, he would have to smash his fat head flat!
Zhang Yang secretly felt cruel in his heart.
As much pain as he is now, there is so much hatred for Wuya old miscellaneous hair and the fat monk.
Time passed little by little.
Seeing that the seventy-seven and forty-nine days are getting closer, Zhang Yang's body is getting bigger and bigger. Under the strong pressure, the Sanwei Dan furnace began to make a "buzzing" sound, as if it was shaking violently generally.
Wu Ya's eyes opened immediately.
"Huh? What's going on here? Could it be the blood essence of the big roc Garuda?"
This was the first thought of the old Taoist Wu Ya, in his opinion, the purple stiff head must have been turned into fly ash long ago, the body and soul disappeared without a trace.
In the alchemy furnace, Zhang Yang's patience also reached its limit.
With ferocious eyes, the flesh of the whole body was twisted, almost completely filling the alchemy furnace.
He doesn't know how strong his own strength is, but he is confident that he will definitely not be weaker than Wu Ya Za Mao. Therefore, Zhang Yang wanted to open the alchemy furnace and escape, he was afraid of what would happen if he exceeded his limit.
At the critical moment, Zhang Yang found painfully that he couldn't break through Lao Shizi's alchemy furnace at all.
The mana in his body was circulating crazily, his muscles were knotted, and he even deliberately controlled his body to grow bigger, bigger, bigger... Buzz buzz! The vibration frequency of the pill furnace is getting faster and faster, and the sound is getting clearer and more passionate.
Roar-
The body couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't help but let out a roar, venting the emotions in his body.
With this roar, Old Daoist Wu Ya was shocked.
"Still alive? How could this be possible!"
The expression of the old Taoist Wu Ya immediately changed, as if seeing a ghost!
"hold head high-"
Hearing Zhang Yang's roar, Xiao Hei immediately cheered up, and he also roared to echo each other.
"Master! Master! This alchemy furnace seems to be about to explode!"
Qingfeng Xiaotong exclaimed.
But seeing the alchemy furnace vibrate sharply, the "buzzing" sound became louder and louder.
"Don't panic! This Sanwei Dan furnace is a fairy weapon, how could it explode? Immediately stop the blowing and stop the fire of the earth dragon!"
After all, Wuya is an old man who is mature, so he doesn't panic when the opportunity arises, he ordered. As for what happened in the alchemy furnace, we can only study slowly.
"Yes, Master!"
Qingfeng agreed, and immediately directed the two boys to cut off the source of the earth dragon's fire.
At the moment when the fire of the earth dragon was cut off, the alchemy furnace suddenly fell silent.
Old Daoist Wuya was taken aback for a moment, his face changed drastically, as if he realized something.
Immediately afterwards, "Boom!"
With a bang, the fire dragon soared into the sky, and the Sanwei Dan furnace did not explode, but the small lid on the top of the furnace was hit high.
A stream of light shot out like a volcanic eruption, smashing a big hole in the top of the stone house.
The next moment, boom!
With a sound, a huge object fell from the sky and smashed down heavily. The main stone room collapsed, and rocks flew; the entire Tushita Hall was shaken violently, like an earthquake.
The moment Zhang Yang came out of the Sanwei Pill Stove, his unrestrained body suddenly grew bigger. He was already more than ten feet tall, and it instantly soared to more than ten feet high.
The main stone room of the Dousita Hall was originally extremely grand, but in front of Zhang Yang, the giant, it only reached the waist.
Roar!
Zhang Yang let out a roar, and swung his thick arms away.
boom-
The roofs of the surrounding stone chambers were all smashed and torn off.
"what happened?"
"what's going on?"
"Ah! My elixir has just been half-refined, and it's destroyed like this! Who dares to come and make trouble in the Tushi Palace? I will definitely tear it out of its cocoon!"
"No—the magic weapon I made with great difficulty in collecting the materials is all ruined! It's all ruined! In this way, the quality may not even be comparable to ordinary magic weapons! Damn it! Damn it!"
Accompanied by bursts of eager shouts, "Swoosh!" Streamers of light shot out, suspended in the air.
The Tusita Hall is extremely huge, where countless elite disciples of the Heavenly Imperial Sect are refining pills or magic weapons, and the sudden shock shocked them all.
However, after these people soared into the sky, they were immediately stunned!
God! What kind of monster is this!