Yang Ji looked at his own bones and took the Holy Pill of Good Fortune without hesitation.

The endless medicinal power melted away, and the bones began to heat up and generate oxygen, and that familiar feeling came over again.

Although Yang Ji passed by it twice, every time he felt this feeling, he couldn't help but feel excited on his face.

The root bone is the most important thing. Not only can it speed up the cultivation, but it can also weaken the power when faced with Dao Tribulation.

The arrival of the top-quality root bones will undoubtedly push his qualifications to the ranks of sub-geniuses, second only to the sub-geniuses of the spiritual body, the holy body, and the Tao body.

Yang Ji treated it very seriously, and tried his best to refine the holy elixir, absorb its power, and enhance his bones.

Days like this pass day by day.

Four months later, the aura around him suddenly doubled in intensity, and the wisps of aura became more active. More auras rushed into his pores, as if they wanted to enter his body.

Yang Ji instantly noticed this change, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face. He knew that his bones had improved.

Finally, the best was achieved!

The best quality bones that were previously unattainable.

He! Yang Ji! finally got it.

The excitement in Yang Ji's heart was beyond words, and at the same time he was also filled with emotion.

All this comes like a dream, it seems easy, but in fact it is difficult and dangerous every step of the way.

With a touch of expectation, Yang Ji began to try the speed of cultivating the best root bones.

He took several Nine-turn Golden Pills with his backhand.

After one day, 3500 cultivation points were added, while the superior root bone only increased 1400 cultivation points after a day of full refining and absorption.

In other words, the cultivation speed of top-grade root bones is 150% higher than that of superior root bones.

In the past, taking Yuanying Dan could increase his cultivation level by 2,000 points a day. Now his bones have been upgraded to the highest level. As long as he takes enough Yuanying Dan and refining and absorbing it like crazy, he can increase his cultivation level by 5,000 points a day.

This is extremely exciting, of course, provided that the elixir is sufficient.

Although he does not have the Nascent Soul Pill, he does have enough low-grade spiritual energy fruit, and his cultivation effect is between the Nine Turns Golden Pill and the Nascent Soul Pill.

When the root bone is high-grade, absorbing the spiritual energy fruit can increase 1,700 cultivation points a day. Now, theoretically speaking, it can increase 4,250 cultivation points.

In other words, if there are no accidents, he will be able to break through to the second realm of Nascent Soul in about fifteen years.

This kind of cultivation speed is worthy of being a sub-genius.

In order to accumulate foundation, those geniuses would often wait until the deadline before breaking through. According to this speed of cultivation, Yang Ji would soon be in the same situation as those geniuses.

This was something he had never dared to imagine before. The original idea of ​​overtaking in a corner was after the Void Refining Realm, but based on reality, perhaps when Nascent Soul reached its peak, he would be in the same realm as all the geniuses.

Others have to accumulate experience to prepare themselves for becoming a true successor. Of course, he also has to accumulate experience.

However, we can eventually catch up by then.

Yang Ji was a little happy. After taking a spiritual energy fruit with his backhand, he let the technique practice on its own while he began to understand the technique.

Guizang swordsmanship, division of yin and yang, golden light across the ground, three immortal formations, humanoid weapons.

If these magical powers and techniques all reach perfection, then his foundation will reach its current peak.

He can't bite off more than he can chew, and currently focusing on understanding these techniques will benefit him immensely.

Yang Ji was distracted and began to study with all his strength.

People of different ages count their time differently.

Children count by days.

Teenagers count in weeks.

Adults count by months.

Yang Ji counted years.

There is no time to practice.

One year, two years, three years, four years... time passes by like quicksand at the fingertips, extremely smooth.

Fifteen years have passed in a blink of an eye.

As expected, everything fell into place, and his cultivation level broke through as expected, reaching the second realm of Nascent Soul.

The enhanced mana fluctuations in his body triggered the Tao force and attracted the heavenly fire. This was the fire disaster he was about to face in the second realm of Nascent Soul, and it was about to burn his soul.

Yang Ji's soul is so powerful. After so many years of cultivating humanoid weapons day and night, his soul has already reached the peak of the Yang God. It is like a small sun, shining and generating heat. How can he be afraid of the sky fire?

In addition, having experienced the first wind disaster, he knew that the more severe the disaster, the greater the reward from heaven.

Although this is a hardship, it is also an opportunity.

If you can't survive, the smoke will disappear, but if you survive, the sea and sky will be brighter.

Yang Ji has great ambitions. He no longer resists the sky fire, no longer weakens the sky fire, and allows his soul to fully bear the burning of the sky fire. He wants to obtain the strongest reward from heaven.

Yang Ji glanced at the sky fire generated in the sea of ​​consciousness with his consciousness. Yang Ji remained unmoved and allowed it to burn his soul, making it stronger.

Although this process is extremely painful, it is like water dripping from oil and disintegrating.

Even though his soul was split and his whole body was shaking, even though his soul was shrinking and melting, even though the blue smoke above his head was like a column and the steam was steaming.

Although he was in excruciating pain, Yang Ji frowned but did not groan.

After three days of suffering, the Heavenly Fire changed three times, each becoming stronger than the last, but he endured.

The sky fire dissipated, and a mysterious energy appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, quickly repairing his flagging spirit.

In just a moment, the soul quickly became powerful, like the sun at noon, shining brightly and shining with golden light.

These rays of light are all thoughts, each one is pure and untainted, each one is like a flying sword, stabbing randomly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Thoughts give rise to a mighty radiance, a mighty pure yang, a light comes from the back of the head, and all evils do not invade.

In Yang Ji's consciousness, the soul was no longer a ball, but a humanoid figure exactly like him, with a circle of colored light behind his head.

The majestic light, pure yang, holy light, and human form are all symbols of the pure yang soul.

In other words, after Yang Ji survived the catastrophe of heavenly fire and received the reward from heaven, his soul had reached the level of a pure Yang spirit.

At this level, the soul manifests itself, and the light of pure sunshine is enough to drive away evil ghosts and make them disappear into thin air.

Similarly, at the level of Pure Yang Yuanshen, Yuanshen can survive outside like normal people, without fear of strong wind, sky fire, and thunder. It is extremely powerful.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! And because the thoughts are solidified, the soul can travel thousands of miles in one thought, and no teleportation can compare with the speed of the soul.

But if someone with great supernatural powers confines the space and blocks all thoughts, even the Pure Yang Soul will have difficulty escaping.

Although the Chunyang Yuan Shen is fast, it is extremely important. Most people dare not let the Yuan Shen leave the body at will. If the Yuan Shen is destroyed, it will be completely destroyed, and it will not even be possible to reincarnate.

The soul is a human being and the body is a ship. Only when the ship and the people are united can they safely sail to the other side and gain eternal life.

The Void Refining Realm is the initial combination of "people and ships".

The Nascent Soul cultivates the Yuan Shen, and the physical body cultivates the Great Dao through refinement.

The soul is transformed into millions of thoughts and perfectly integrated with the physical body of the avenue, and can be transformed into millions of physical particles.

Each particle contains all its own information, all memories, and all life imprints.

As long as one particle of the physical body remains, it can be rebuilt again.

The so-called blood rebirth begins in this realm.

Only when you reach this state can you be qualified to hear the Tao. This is the true transformation of life and the beginning of a wonderful life.

Of course, this day was still far away for Yang Ji, so he collected his thoughts and began to continue practicing.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Another ten years have passed.

It was on this day that a series of avenue formations flashing with fairy light suddenly appeared on Yang Ji's body.

Immediately afterwards, two golden lights and shadows separated from his body and turned into two figures exactly like him, sitting cross-legged on both sides.

Both the main body and the two zhenqi clones are covered with mysterious Dao formations. The Tao Yun is diffused and faintly intertwined to form a single body. Although they are two clones, from the breath alone, they seem to be a trinity, the same person.

"The aura emitted by the Dao formation, is this the highest level? Is the Three Immortals Formation used by the Lord?" The Buddha boy practices the supreme Dao level technique "Buddha and Demon Sutra", and captures the aura of this series.

He was extremely keen and instantly guessed that this was the only supreme Tao-level formation "Three Immortals" that Yang Ji possessed.

Just as he finished speaking, Yang Ji and the two clones suddenly opened their eyes, the formation patterns on their bodies flashed, and they rose from the ground at the same time.

The two zhenqi clones are holding Emperor Xuanzhen's black sword and white sword, which are the best spiritual weapons, and Yang Ji is holding the sword wings.

The three of them stood in the void, with the formations of the avenue flashing. They suddenly raised their swords and slashed towards a mountain peak in the world of mountains and seas.

Three brilliant sword lights pierced the sky, and with a chirping sound, the unmatched sword light sank into the mountain peak, directly cutting off the huge mountain top.

The power of the three swords is actually so strong.
To be continued...