Cangshan is solemn and the cave is deserted.

At the entrance of the cave, Fu Cang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Although his breath was restrained, it still gave people a sense of brazenness.

More than four feet tall, it doesn't move like a stone sculpture.

The large cutting technique is sharp!

Fu Cang only took several hours to completely erase the consciousness of the five Nascent Souls, turning the five Nascent Souls into five weapon spirits that look like flying heads.

The efficiency is unimaginable.

Zhang Yang even suspected that if Fu Cang had not had any concerns and was afraid that those Nascent Souls would be completely annihilated, the process would probably have been faster.

After packing up the Nascent Souls, Fu Cang gave all the black giant banners, tridents and the shrilled shield, and the corpse of Pig Demon Gra, to Zhang Yang, and then entered this state of static, as if he was treating himself as a gatekeeper stone lion.

In the cave, on the stone bed, Zhang Yang also sat cross-legged. In front of him, the headless corpse of Pig Demon Gra's lies across the ground.

Turning his head to look at the rocky Fu Cang, Zhang Yang felt moved.

The best way to repay the support of friends is to use your own strength to repay.

Calm down, open your mouth wide, and use the devouring technique, and instantly swells like an inflatable body.

Puff puff puff!

Blood flowed out from the headless broken neck, like a fountain, and directly poured into Zhang Yang's mouth.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Gra's body shriveled and shrank rapidly.

Zhang Yang's whole body was wrapped in a strong blood.

He didn't care about anything else, and during the operation of the exercises, the rich blood and energy were all sealed in his body. The powerful Golden Immortal, the blood and energy in his body were so strong that even with Zhang Yang's strength, it would not be possible to completely absorb it in a hurry. In order to avoid waste, it could only be sealed in his body. It was extracted bit by bit and slowly refined and absorbed.

In this process, Zhang Yang's strength continued to improve.

Time passed little by little. Since Zhang Yang absorbed the 25th mysterious gray iron, he has been at the peak of the initial level of the celestial level, and there are faint signs of breaking through to the intermediate level of the celestial level. Now, the last hint of obstacle has finally begun to loosen.

Of course, this process sounds simple, but it is actually extremely slow. Even so, Zhang Yang was also ecstatic.

The sacred state is actually a special stage of the drought. The entire sacred state is only divided into primary, intermediate, and higher. Now, Zhang Yang is about to advance to the intermediate, which is a considerable sacred state.

A year has passed, two years has passed...ten years have passed.

Zhang Yang breathed in the cave and practiced. As he sucked and sucked, waves of rich yin energy dispersed. Under the influence of Zhang Yang's breath, the mountain with originally rich spiritual energy had become an excellent yin land, and the surrounding yin energy was so rich that it was as viscous as if it could not be dissolved.

On the mountain peaks, the originally green trees had already died. Only dry trunks were left, standing there like a terrifying forest.

In the terrifying forest, the rich yin energy was washed back and forth, hovering back and forth, and thick fog obscured the entire mountain.

The environment of thousands of miles is affected. The original monsters and wild beasts have long been unable to stand the yin energy and escaped. However, some monsters who like yin energy have come from somewhere when they smell the breath. Although they are afraid of the occasional aura that Fu Cang does not dare to get too close, they are also entrenched on the nearby hills and refuse to leave no matter what.

Time continued to pass. Occasionally, a few monks felt the changes here, and those who were checking closer were shocked by Fu Cang.

Even if a strong man at the level of Golden Immortal, he would not be willing to provoke him for no reason when he saw Fu Cang, a half-step Golden Immortal demon cultivator.

Therefore, everything went very smoothly and Zhang Yang was not disturbed.

More than three hundred years later, one day, an extremely ordinary morning.

Buzz —

A rhythmic tremor centered on Zhang Yang, and the laws of heaven and earth fluctuated.

Fu Cang immediately opened his eyes, and he remained motionless for more than three hundred years. His body had long been covered with dust, like a stone sculpture.

At this time, a gratifying smile appeared on the face of the stone sculpture, full of the power and beauty of the knife.

Mid-level!

The mid-level breath of the savage!

Zhang Yang has successfully advanced to the middle level of the throne!

Bang!

With a sound, the entire mountain shook with the formation.

call!

Soon, a rich fire power came from the cave.

Sizzy—

The rich yin energy is completely opposite to the power of fire, and immediately forms a counter-consuming effect.

However, after Zhang Yang successfully advanced, he communicated directly with the earth dragon fire without stopping and began to refine the three mysterious gray irons.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang arranged a formation in advance, bound the power of fire within the entire cave, and did not overflow outward, and had little impact on the rich yin energy around him.

This time it was not long. After just over a hundred days, the fire power in the cave had dissipated.

Da da da da da!

With the sound of footsteps, Zhang Yang walked out. His body was slightly hunched, his whole body was dark purple and red, his sharp claws, and the iconic bone fin that extended from the top of his head to his back...

"Bang!" With a light sound, Fu Cang stood up, and the layer of condensed dust on the surface of his body suddenly burst out, and nothing was left to break free.

"Hahaha... kid, middle level of the sacrificial level, and the realm is so stable. It's only a matter of time before he advances to the sacrificial level." Fu Cang laughed loudly, and his eyes looked at Zhang Yang were full of admiration.

"Thank you for your kindness in protecting the Dharma. If you didn't have a brother, you wouldn't have advanced so smoothly."

Zhang Yang said this time not only to be polite. He has been able to master the way of life. Every time he goes to seclusion and practices, he will drive the surrounding earth energy and form a rich fog belt.

The last time Zhang Yang went into seclusion, he was interrupted by the rock giant Kailos and the other two. Otherwise, it would be possible that he would be able to advance to the middle level of the rank at that time.

In the more than 300 years since the promotion, several waves of monks were blocked by Fu Cang. Otherwise, even if Zhang Yang was not afraid of anything, it would be inevitable that the process of cultivation would be interrupted.

"No need to thank you! I am waiting for you to support you, and I am also considering myself. I just hope you will become stronger as soon as possible and fully awaken the blood power of the ancestor. Otherwise, I will not even dare to reveal my former aura. Just like I am now living a life with my head and mind, I will be so frustrated!" Fu Cang said, and his huge fist hit his chest hard.

"I will definitely not disappoint my brother!" Zhang Yanggong bowed, his tone full of strong confidence.

"Hahaha... OK! We should be heroic!" Fu Cang exclaimed, and then changed his tone, "Since you have successfully advanced, I should have passed it."

"Brother, do you want to find a place to practice and restore your strength? The so-called reward for your kindness, this time, I will protect the Dharma for your elder brother." Zhang Yang said in a natural tone.

"No need!" Fu Cang refused, giving Zhang Yang no room for maneuver. "Although my strength is not good now, I am more than enough to protect myself. I don't believe that anyone who is not open will dare to interrupt my cultivation. As for you, it is your priority to find the remaining remains of the body earlier and awaken the power of blood as soon as possible. If you let Tenglin and Tengyuan know that I have let you waste your time protecting the Dharma, I may have to peel off the old man's skin!"

Fu Cang was glaring at him. Judging from his tone, it was obvious that he was the guardian of Zhang Yang. And if he asked Zhang Yang to protect the Dharma, he would be unrepentance.

Zhang Yang was speechless.

Fu Cang laughed loudly, and under the stimulation of magic power, his body soared into the air, said goodbye, and a ray of escape light left.

Zhang Yang sighed a little.

The help these people give to themselves is really hard to express in words.

Become strong as soon as possible! This is the way you pursue and the only way to repay them.

He lowered his head and felt the power flowing in his body, which was extremely surging, as if he could explode at any time. Zhang Yang was secretly satisfied.

With the movement of the spiritual consciousness, there was a "bang" sound, and the golden wings burst out from behind.

With a gentle wave, a whirlwind was generated under the ribs. Under the support, Zhang Yang's body slowly floated up.

Looking down from the air, the green mountains and waters before retreating have become the place of the Nine Yin dynasties.

I vaguely remember that when I first embarked on the road of cultivation, Zhang Yang jumped a corpse on his head. It was difficult to find a good-quality Yin land. Now, a place with rich spiritual energy can become the Nine Yin land as long as it is in seclusion for a period of time.

This is the power of the way to life.

Zhang Yang knew that the surrounding earth veins had been completely changed. If there were no accidents, even if he left, from then on, this radius of thousands of miles will always be the Nine Yin land. The mountains here will no longer be filled with spiritual energy, but will nourish and condense yin energy.

During the exploration of the spiritual consciousness, every grass and tree in the entire Yin area was reflected into the sea of ​​consciousness. Zhang Yang's powerful spiritual consciousness was easy to process this information.

It can be seen that many plants with cold and cold attributes have grown up, and the originally dry death forests no longer seem so monotonous.

Many monsters with cold attributes also began to reproduce here.

Perhaps because of the sense of Zhang Yang's breath, all the monsters did not dare to make any sound. They lowered their heads and curled up on the ground with their tails clamped together, looking trembling.

Before he knew it, Zhang Yang had become a powerful man who was galloping.

"Hahaha……"

I felt happy in my heart, and while I was laughing, my golden wings were stirring hard, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the sky.

...

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

A rock giant, as tall as five or six feet, was as if wearing a layer of hard rock armor, and was walking back and forth, and the entire ground was trembling slightly.

"Okay! Very good!"

Zhang Yang's eyes shone brightly, and he looked at the rock giant with satisfaction in his eyes. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!