Time flies.

Qinglinfang City, Dongfu.

"Still not working!"

Fang Xing opened his eyes, with a trace of sadness on his face: "It's almost summer vacation, no, it's almost the Hundred-Star Joint Entrance Examination, and I still can't get started with my Vajra Prajna Power..."

The difficulty of this S-level martial arts was beyond his imagination. No wonder Xia Long took it for three years!

"On the contrary, most of the six internal organs have been tempered... It's almost a matter of time to advance to the fourth level of martial arts before the Hundred Stars Joint Examination."

He stood up, made himself a meal of beef porridge, picked up the bowl and drank slowly while checking the recent monitoring logs.

On the surveillance screen, there is a dilapidated cave mansion.

Of course, Fang Xing knew that the cave was not in ruins, and was even shrouded in a mysterious formation that could deceive the second-level monsters and evade several attacks.

On the outside, it is occupied by a lone traveler who is practicing Buddhism.

In fact, it belongs to Qingdanfang, the foundation building place for the alchemist Su Ye!

"I heard... when a monk builds a foundation, if he has a second-level spiritual vein, the success rate will be higher... If there is no second-level spiritual vein, the first-level high-grade spiritual vein can barely be used, but it is still

You need to absorb the spiritual power from the spirit stones or the assistance of the spirit gathering array..."

As for why the place where Su Ye built his foundation was discovered by Fang Xing?

This is naturally the result of those monitoring equipment.

"Huh? Has it finally started?"

Su Ye has been in seclusion for several months, and yesterday, there was finally something strange about this cave.

Now, there is even more spiritual energy gathering, forming a vortex.

Although its range is not large, nearby monks can still detect it.

"Coming!"

Fang Xing murmured and saw Xiaorui. She and several monks from Qingdanfang were guarding the cave abode with a look of caution.

Among these monks, he even saw Hua Feiyue and Han Qingyun.

However, Fang Xing had no idea of ​​recognizing each other.

He only gave Hua Feiyue about ten spiritual stones a month, but Su Ye could obviously give more and better.

Now that these two people have obviously taken refuge in Qingdanfang, there is no need for him to get involved with Tu Zeng.

Nearby, some casual cultivators were attracted, some saluted directly to the cave, knelt on the ground and begged, and some were eager to try...

"Grandpa, what are we doing?"

Ding Hongxiu clutched a broken magic weapon in her hand and looked around cautiously.

She felt that the monks around her were like hungry wolves!

"Come and protect the road!"

Ding Bushan held up his wine gourd with an extremely serious expression: "After this period of time, you can see clearly that if we stay in Fangshi, we will die slowly... If we want to survive, we have to go out! But!

During the qi training period, a monk walking in a deserted land is destined to die! Only by following the foundation-building overhaul can he have a glimmer of hope..."

"Is it true that no one is coming to save us?" Ding Hongxiu's eyes were full of despair.

Her cheeks were thin and she had obviously suffered a lot.

"Perhaps the outside world's golden elixir sect will come, but it must be for the secret realm, not to save us... For the alchemy monks, several years of seclusion will pass... In their opinion, it is a short period of time, and we can survive

Can’t stand it any longer.”

Ding Bushan has become a mature man. At this time, he gathered several like-minded monks and approached Qingdanfang together: "But Miss Xiaorui? The old man is here to protect the seniors who are building the foundation. I can't wait, so I stand guard at the outermost edge!"

"

He looked at the other casual cultivators fiercely: "I wonder who dares to cut off the livelihood of everyone in the city now!"

As for the question of whether they will be included in the foundation overhaul?

Even if a foundation-building monk wants to cross the wilderness, he still needs a few pathfinders or followers!

To put it bluntly, I just want to be cannon fodder!

As casual cultivators, they have long been accustomed to risking their lives to gain a chance of survival.

The question now is whether that senior can succeed?

"Sister Hua..."

Among the guards at Qingdanfang, Han Qingyun quietly approached Hua Feiyue: "What do you think?"

"If it were normal, those casual cultivators would have pounced on me a long time ago... Now the eldest lady is still hesitating to build the foundation. Apparently she also wants to vassal me and escape from this place..."

Hua Feiyue looked serious: "This can be said to be a harmonious relationship... Building a foundation in the land of spiritual veins is a favorable location... That golden-feathered demon bird just came here three days ago. According to its habits, it will take ten and a half days next time."

It won't come again until a month, and this is the right time... The right time, place, and people are all here, so it depends on whether the eldest lady can successfully build the foundation."

Boom!

Finally, all the whirlpools of spiritual energy poured into the cave, and everything became calm.

"A little too late!"

Among the casual cultivators, a certain late-stage qi-training cultivator felt remorseful, but his face did not show it at all: "We are here just to congratulate you, congratulations to seniors for establishing the foundation!"

Now that the vision is over, there are only two outcomes: success and failure.

He finished his beautiful words first, and if the opponent failed to build the foundation, he could still take action.

A squeak!

The door of the cave opened with a bang, and a masked woman in green walked out calmly. Her body was filled with profound Qi, carrying a foundation-building level of coercion.

After just one glance, the casual cultivators nearby were shocked and bowed in salute: "Congratulations, senior, for successfully building the foundation. May you enjoy eternal blessings and attain immortality!"

"Su succeeded in building the foundation. Thank you all for coming to watch the ceremony... eh?"

Su Ye's eyes above the veil moved, and a surge of magical power suddenly appeared around him. The others were startled, thinking that Su Ye was going to take action directly.

But at the next moment, she grabbed it with her bare hands, and big magic hands emerged one after another, grabbing the beetles and birds on the roof, in the cracks of the walls, and in the corners one by one: "What a wonderful puppetry, but there is no fluctuation in magic power at all. If

It’s not that I have developed my spiritual consciousness, I’m afraid I still can’t discover it…”

During the Qi training period, a monk's spiritual consciousness can only look inside himself, and at most he can look at jade slips and storage bags.

However, the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building monks is different. It is the sublimation of spiritual consciousness. They can see themselves and even a radius of dozens of feet, and everything can be clearly seen.

Under Su Ye's current spiritual glance, although these birds and geckos looked vivid, they were complex and precise machines inside and were obviously not living creatures.

What makes her even more curious is that this kind of puppet has no mana fluctuation at all. If you are not a foundation-building monk, it will be difficult to detect the clues.

Boom!

Boom!

The next moment, the drones in the powerful hands exploded one after another and turned into balls of fire.

"Huh? Self-destruction?"

Su Ye was a little surprised.

"Senior, do you want me to take action and find this person who is hiding his head and tail?"

The speculation was successful, Ding Bushan held his head high and spoke a little louder.

"No need, I have already made three guesses about who this person is...Thank you all for coming to protect the Dharma. I will set up a small wine in a separate courtyard and ask for your respect..."

Su Ye's face was pleasant, and her voice seemed to be filled with joy.

Even those casual cultivators with malicious intentions in the periphery were invited.

"Since you are invited by seniors, we will naturally not refuse."

The Jie Xiu, who was in the late stage of Qi training, looked at each other in disbelief with the others, but finally agreed.

Soon, the news that the young master of Qingdanfang successfully built the foundation was like a storm, sweeping through the city and beyond...

After everyone left, ten feet away from the cave, the soil on the ground suddenly opened up, and a dark beetle crawled out...

"In the early stage of foundation building, the range of spiritual consciousness is ten feet away from the body, which is about 33 meters?"

In the basement of the cave, Fang Xing finished his beef porridge and was thoughtful.

The range of spiritual consciousness of a foundation-building monk is closely related to the realm, skills, and even each person's physical constitution.

What's more, there are also the kind of spiritual objects and elixirs that can be used to open up the Purple Mansion and enhance spiritual awareness.

Today, he did not hesitate to be exposed and insisted on trying to conduct surveillance, just to obtain first-hand data.

'Judging from Su Ye's performance, all the puppets within 33 meters were discovered and eliminated...only those 33 meters away were spared, which seems to prove this point.'

'But, be careful of the possibility that she is deliberately pretending... maybe she has already discovered my beetle puppet and is just pretending not to know...'

'Is this the Foundation Establishment Monk? It is said that the mana in the Foundation Establishment Monk's body is sublimated into liquid true essence, and one drop can be worth the entire mana of an ordinary late-stage Qi-training monk...'
To be continued...