The formula for controlling animals is very powerful. Yang Chen knows clearly at the moment that he needs to explore the power of it.

"Boom!"

At the foot of a thousand jin of iron essence, Yang Chendian felt in his hand that his usual training equipment was as light as a feather at the moment. With a frown, he threw it directly at the opposite wall, smashed open a collapse, and then confirmed that it was not a dream.

Two thousand Jin stone mill, suddenly throw out, still not heavy enough.

The 3000 Jin stone lock seems to be a toy, which is the heaviest thing in his cave.

Yang Chen's thin and weak body hides the huge explosive force, which is as terrible as a fierce beast.

"This guy, it's like the development of physical training!" Looking at Yang Chen's childish mischievous style, Mr. Xue murmured. Up to now, he can't see through Yang Chen.

A good cool pass, until the backache, Hercules Yang Chen this did not toss, has those broken walls, back to the wooden bed thinking.

Strong body, can only be said as a means, but can't make him fast and powerful, the most important thing is the breakthrough of cultivation, and in the previous change, Yang Chen has another discovery, his chest suddenly burst out a pure spiritual power, let him be frightened.

At first, he thought there was something wrong with him. Fortunately, this pure power didn't change after it flowed into the elixir field as usual. He just madly refined and compressed the spiritual power accumulated by Yang Chen. When it was compressed to the extreme, the sea like power became a whirlpool of spiritual power, spinning and refining all the spiritual power.

Finally, under a sudden earthquake in Dantian, the original sea like spiritual vortex became a clear spring, which Yang Chen was very surprised.

The amount of spiritual power in his body is actually retrogressive now, only as much as that of the five layer monk of condensate gas.

However, if you think about it carefully, Yang Chen knows that this is a good thing. Although the quantity is weaker than that of the nine condensate layers, the quality is far more than several times, or even slightly higher.

The decrease in the number and improvement in the quality of spiritual power does not mean that Yang Chen will be weaker than the Ninth level monk in the battle. Not to mention that there are too many external factors that affect the result in actual combat, Yang Chen's refined and pure spiritual power is longer and more popular than that of the monks of the same level, that is, it is more durable. With the same method, other people need to output the spiritual power with a strong forearm, but now Yang Chen only needs the delicate and weak spiritual power of the hair.

Among them, the consumption of time and energy is far lower than that of others.

Careful calculation, if someone and Yang Chen against the war, is sure to suffer.

In addition, he will have a solid foundation for condensing gas. Although he doesn't know much about the specific ideas in the world of Xiuzhen, he should be similar to the earth. The more solid the foundation is, the better the road will be.

Originally, he was eager to break through the foundation period, but now he was completely restrained, and the reward was linked with the payment. If he wanted to consolidate the foundation, he would be several times more difficult to break through the foundation period than others.

However, Yang Chen doesn't care about this, and even looks at it very lightly, because he can alchemy. With the help of external forces, he can accumulate enough spiritual power to break through to build the foundation. It's as simple as eating and drinking water, but sooner or later.

Since it's doomed, Yang Chen naturally wants to build a better foundation and strive to do his best.

This change makes Yang Chen realize that everything needs to be explored by himself. It's still good for him. He thinks that it may be because he is too low to realize the change.

"Shenglingdan, refreshing Dan, and dixingdan!" After pondering for a moment, Yang Chen returns his thoughts to reality. His expression flashed a trace of eager desire. He poured out all the pills he had saved. Without any hesitation, he grabbed them and swallowed them all at once.

"Hoo Hoo

It's a mixture of several different types. If other people who were born in Xiuzhen world saw it, they would be surprised.

This guy, he's dying.

Let's not say whether the body of the ninth layer of condensate gas can withstand the amazing power after entering the body, and whether it will explode and die.

The key is to divide the medicine into three kinds of poison. Most of the pills in the lower reaches of Tongtian River contain 40% impurities, which is good. If you take them for a long time, they will precipitate in your body and form erysipelas. Therefore, many monks are respectful and afraid of them.

Otherwise, Yang Chen's star with less than 10% impurities would not have been chased by the public. As for the best star refined by Yang Chen, this kind of thing did not exist in the monk's mind at all and would not have any idea.

Different types of pills will produce more erysipelas if they are taken at the same time. Besides, there are also mutually exclusive factors involved. In short, it's very dangerous. It's said that someone has tried this way before, and none of them succeeded. In the end, they all ended up dead.

Rao is Xue Lao, who has a lot of experience. When he sees these things in his eyes, he doesn't know what happened after Yin Zhu recognized Yang Chen as the master. He is also shocked in his heart.

With his cleverness, he will never do anything ungrateful and stupid. What on earth happened to him that I don't know.

"Hiss!"A white light suddenly emerged from Yang Chen's chest, and finally became a pale white figure.

This figure is moistened by a stream of energy. After Yin bead, Xue Lao wakes up from his deep sleep. Now he can come out for a while.

Now in doubt, he focused on Yang Chen, inexplicable fluctuations surging, even if Yang Chen appears a bit strange, Xue is ready to directly rescue.

Yang Chen, who focuses on refining pills, naturally doesn't know about it. There are no less than 30 yellow rank elixirs in his body. Even if Yang Chen is half certain, he won't take them. Compared with his strength, he cares about his life.

Finally, after the pill enters the body, with Yang Chen's intentional guidance, the surging power of the pill directly wanders in his designated meridians.

"Foot Shaoyang, hand Taiyin, hand que Yin..."

When the tide of spiritual power passes through his chest, Yang Chen's expected suction comes out. After a few breaths, dozens of drops of refined spiritual liquid are spit out. Once again, he slowly sinks into the Wang Lingquan in the Dantian.

Outside, Xue Lao felt Yang Chen's medicine power disappear, dignified look this just gradually relaxed, immediately body a Yin, disappear.

"Hoo

Yang Chen opened his eyes and suddenly stood up, feeling the pure spiritual power. He was deeply shocked and felt the madness hidden in his body. At the moment, as long as he was willing, he could burst out amazing explosive power at any time.

Nerve reaction, speed, the strength of the body, all kinds of signs, let Yang Chen now compared with before, strong too much, difficult to say.

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