Fang Lin felt strange in his heart, greedily absorbing the energy, and felt that the breath in his body was also growing faintly.
After just absorbing it for a moment, the body was filled with surging energy, and the vague barrier in the meridians was instantly broken.
"Breakthrough, successfully entered the second level of Danyang Jue!"
Fang Lin felt this amazing change and was a little surprised.
But he knew deeply that it would become more difficult the further back he went, so he couldn't take it lightly.
Fang Lin continued to pursue the victory. After Danyang Jue entered the second level, the energy in his body instantly changed drastically.
Huge waves hit his meridians violently, and even Fang Lin's ability was somewhat unbearable.
Fang Lin's face was slightly red, and he felt a little tired, and his meridians felt a little sore and numb.
"I didn't expect this Danyang Jue to be so overbearing. Now that it's the second level, I can't stand it anymore."
Fang Lin was secretly surprised, moved slightly, and took out the spirit quenching liquid from Feitian Najie.
Countless crystal jade bottles were suspended in the air in front of him, and the spirit quenching liquid contained in them was slowly releasing its medicinal power at this moment, emitting little crystal rays of light, as bright as starlight.
"Hoo ho!"
Fang Lin kept his mind steady and entered into the mysterious inner breathing.
With the subtle rise and fall of his chest and the rhythmic pauses, the energy of the spirit quenching fluid was swallowed up by him, forming an invisible energy film that firmly enveloped the meridians throughout his body.
With the protection of this layer of energy film, it can withstand the impact of the true essence of Danyang Jue.
Time passed quietly, and Fang Lin practiced without sleep or food.
Every time Danyang Jue's true essence washed through his meridians, astonishing changes took place in his body.
On the surface of the skin, layers of sweat and impurities are parsed out, giving off a slightly fishy and unpleasant odor.
After washing the marrow and cutting off the bones, Fang Lin's body surface emitted layers of golden light, shining continuously and gradually becoming stronger and stronger.
In terms of pure physical strength, he has now crossed a level and is close to the legendary indestructible King Kong.
"call!"
Finally, Fang Lin exhaled the last breath of turbid air in his body, and he successfully broke through to the third level of Danyang Jue.
But at this time, the shortcomings of the incomplete scroll became apparent. It always lacked some of the most critical information, which made Fang Lin feel that he was always short of breath at the last moment.
No matter how hard he tried, the Danyang Jue was still unable to break through, but the true energy in Fang Lin's body became more and more concentrated and pure.
And his cultivation realm has become more and more solid from the previous Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and he is only a hair away from the realm of God Transformation! "Finally, the hard work was not in vain."
Fang Lin sighed slightly. On this Dragon and Phoenix Continent, strength, only truly strong strength, is the basis for one's own survival! "It's time to go to the Cangsongmen to solve this problem first."
Fang Lin thought thoughtfully in his heart.
In this desolate dead land in the northwest of Qinglong Prefecture, two cultivation sects have continued since ancient times, one is Qingyun Sect and the other is Cangsong Sect.
Whoever can defeat the other family will be able to firmly rule and control the entire northwest of Qinglong Prefecture and collect the mineral veins in the surrounding area.
It's just that in this upcoming big showdown, Qingyun Sect's certainty is not very high.
After a hundred years of development, the Qingyun Sect has been in decline, while the Cang Sect has been rising day by day. If it weren't for Fang Lin's arrival, the Qingyun Sect would have had no chance of winning.
The day of the showdown in January has arrived as scheduled.
The Qingyun Sect is headed by Nagato Chiyang, followed by the Great Elder Liu Tian and other great elders, followed by core disciples with considerable potential.
Liu Tian's sons Liu Qiang, Wang Yingying, Wang Hong and other disciples who were defeated by Fang Lin that day... In addition, Fang Lin himself.
A large group of people went on an expedition to Cangsongmen, which was more than two hundred miles away from here.
The Cangsong Sect is waiting for work and occupying the position of master. This is undoubtedly a humiliation for the people of the Qingyun Sect.
When we arrived at the square of Cangsongmen, it was already filled with disciples of Cangsongmen.
On the huge square, there were nearly a hundred people sitting in a strict formation.
Everyone was dressed in neat clothes, with long swords at their waists. After Fang Lin and his party entered, these people immediately stared at them with contempt and disdain on their faces.
On the huge high platform above the square, the head of the author Cangsong Sect and other elders are stern and solemn. Everyone’s level of cultivation is no less than that of Chiyang Zhenren! The leader is wearing a white robe and sitting cross-legged, as if
He is closing his eyes to meditate.
But in his half-opened and half-closed eyes, there was a vague aura of fierce killing, and he looked at Master Chiyang with compulsion.
This person is none other than the head of Cangsong Sect, Mu Xiongfei. His current state is in the late Nascent Soul stage, which is even higher than the head of Qingyun Sect, Chiyang Zhenren.
"Old guy, the time for the competition has arrived. Today's decisive battle will determine the life and death of you and me from now on. Let's begin."
Chiyang Zhenren was shaken. He barely suppressed his surging energy and blood and spoke.
"No rush, no rush."
Mu Xiongfei chuckled and waved his hand: "Master Chiyang, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still so impatient. Do you really think you can win today by bringing so many people here?"
Then he no longer paid attention to Zhenren Chiyang, but looked at Fang Lin among the crowd, showing a jealous look.
"That little baby, you are Fang Lin, the newcomer of Qingyun Sect, right?"
Mu Xiongfei asked arrogantly: "You joining the Qingyun Sect is a secret betrayal. I will give you a chance now to join our Cangsong Sect. Otherwise, if you are killed later, the consequences will be unpredictable!"
"Of course, when you join our Cangsong Sect, you must also show some promise. Please hand over all your unique secret recipes for refining the spirit quenching liquid. I think it is not easy for you to become famous at a young age."
There was a threat implicit in his words, and he didn't take Fang Lin seriously at all.
If it weren't for the fact that there was something in Fang Lin that interested him, with Mu Xiongfei's superior status, how could he possibly have said a few more words to Fang Lin.
When everyone heard this, they all looked at Fang Lin, their eyes full of envy, shock...all kinds of emotions.
"Sorry, I have a problem. I like to be nostalgic. I have no interest in your Cangsong Sect."
Facing this man's glaring gaze, Fang Lin didn't say anything and directly rejected Mu Xiongfei coldly.
There was an uproar among the crowd, and everyone looked at Fang Lin in surprise and confusion. They didn't expect that he was so stubborn and dared to confront Mu Xiongfei on the spot.
"Little doll, do you know that you are looking for death?"
Mu Xiongfei was furious, his eyes flashed with an icy murderous intent: "I only need to lift a finger, and you will definitely die."
