"Basic building pill!"

Longing also appeared on Fang Xi's face, but as he looked at it, he began to purchase talismans and magic weapons, and rushed out of the market, but his heart felt like ice.

When looking for opportunities in the secret realm, you are not only facing the dangers of the secret realm itself, but also the monks and tribulation practices who are traveling with you.

Before the temptation of foundation building, family affection, friendship, and even the relationship between master and disciple may not stand the test!

Therefore, he avoided the bustling crowd and walked slowly back to his spiritual field.

At the same time, I was also thinking about the foundation-building pill!

It is difficult to build a foundation. Before the age of sixty, practicing basic skills to the perfect state is only the most basic requirement.

In addition, there are three major barriers.

The first level is the Qi and Blood Level! When building the foundation, the cultivator must have a strong body and strong qi and blood, and there must be no hidden injuries. It is generally believed that cultivators after the age of sixty will find it difficult to build the foundation even if they reach the perfect state of qi refining. This is related to the decline of qi and blood.

The second level is the magic power level. The magic power must be powerful enough. If it is slightly worse, it will be difficult to meet the requirements of magic condensation.

The last level is that spiritual consciousness must be born!

A qi-refining cultivator has only his own spiritual consciousness, which can only be used as his own inner vision, browsing jade slips, etc., and it is difficult to release it.

Foundation-building monks have spiritual consciousness, which can sweep dozens of feet across, and master it greatly facilitates in fighting and practicing.

Any elixirs and items that are useful to these three levels can be called foundation-building spirits!

"Ancient monks responded to foundation building to find spiritual objects suitable for breaking through the three levels, such as the evil spirits of heaven and earth, the elixirs that can hone the body of the monks, and the blood of qi and blood. They can all be used to break through the qi and blood levels... The same is true for the magic power level. As for the level of spiritual consciousness, it is rumored that the treasures of heaven and earth such as Jingxin Lotus and Wen Yuxin are also very effective..."

"But the spiritual objects in the world are extremely rare after all, and many are effective for the monks who have elixirs. It's a big loss for the monks who have foundation building..."

"Happy, a thousand years ago, Shu Tong Zhenjun, the great master of the alchemy, developed a 'Founding Pill' recipe. This pill not only stabilizes the qi and blood meridians, but also increases magic power and generates spiritual consciousness. With one pill, the probability of foundation building increases by 30%, and the failure of foundation building will not cause the tendons and veins to break and die..."

"You know, even the ancient monks can build foundations for a lifetime. In addition to those spiritual objects that go against the sky, using ordinary spiritual objects, it only increases the probability of building foundations by 20%..."

"Master Shutong can be said to have benefited the immortal world for thousands of years, and is also a model for modern people to surpass ancient people... Even the characters from a thousand years ago were counted as modern people, which is a bit thunder..."

Fang Xi's mouth twitched slightly, but when he thought of the rumors that the True Lord of the Yuanying had lived for a thousand years, he felt it was very reasonable.

Maybe they are not dead yet, so why can’t they be considered modern people?

...

In the bamboo forest.

One by one, as if jade bamboo leaves fell down, and were carefully collected by Fang Xi.

The bamboo leaves of jade bamboo are of no use, they are just pretty and look like jade. Generally, Lingnongs will discard them directly.

However, Fang Xi can take it to the Daliang World, which is better than the golden leaves.

After all, when you exchange ordinary gold and silver in the market, you also need to use spiritual crystals!

He inspected the spiritual fields again, came to a green jade bamboo, and slashed under his single palm.

Bang!

A bamboo branch fell in response to the sound. He rubbed his hands and pulled apart the bamboo skin, and saw the crispy inside - Lingmi!

This magnolia corn grows in a bamboo tube, it is stored in winter and harvested in spring, and is still very tender now.

Fang Xi picked up a few grains of spiritual rice and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it like an old farmer, nodding from time to time: "The mouth is sweet, full of spiritual power, and there are no pests. You should be able to bear the "good" evaluation in the spring of the following year."

This is the foundation of his life and he cannot be careless.

After inspecting the Lingtian, Fang Xi suddenly became interested, took a deep breath, and his palms came out in succession.

Bang bang!

The next moment, a crisp sound came from the void.

In the snow, only palm shadows were flying.

Suddenly, Fang Xi turned his palm into legs, and his body was like a ghost. He was snaked and croaked on the snow, and came to a pine and cypress.

Bang!

He raised his right foot high, and fell suddenly like a boneless snake.

On the surface of the pine and cypress, the bark cracked, and the wood chips flew, and a whip mark suddenly appeared!

"Is this...the power of qi and blood?"

After a long time, Fang Xi stopped and let out a big breath of white breath.

Wherever he was excited, he practiced martial arts in the heavy snow, and it seemed that he had grasped the flow of blood and blood in his body.

This is the introduction to Daliang Qi and Blood Martial Arts!

As long as you persist, you will be able to grasp it thoroughly and enter the state of change of qi and blood!

"I'm not a martial arts genius, but I just easily grasped my qi and blood..."

Fang Xi murmured, his eyes lit up slightly: "It seems... in a world where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rich, the progress of martial arts practice is faster!"

He looked at his fist and thought of the feeling of holding the blood and blood just now, and he was a little lost.

'According to Master Mu's words... there is a stronger realm above the three changes in Qi and blood, which is the level of the masters of the martial arts hall... And when he reaches the realm of the martial arts hall, he can completely condense the Qi and blood, remain as motionless as a mountain, usually like a mortal, and move like a demon, and receive it freely. Even if he reaches the age of eighty years, the Qi and blood will not decline at all. Only before he dies will he disperse his power...'

‘Isn’t this saying…’

Fang Xi's eyes gradually shine: "As long as I practice to the level of the Master of the Martial Arts, my qi and blood will be locked, and there will be no change before my death... I am not afraid of any level that must be perfectly refined before the age of 60?"

"In other words, even if I am seventy, eighty, or even ninety, I will not be affected by insufficient qi and blood. At least the qi and blood barrier will not be a problem."

"This Qi and Blood Martial Arts is at least one third of the foundation-building pill!"

"Sure enough, I can master the resources of the two worlds, communicate with each other, and complement each other's strengths. As long as I stay and develop in secret, I can always grow up!"

Fang Xi’s mouth outlined a smile.

Since traveling through time, he has never been as confident in his future as he is now!

...

Shed area.

Fang Xi was shocked to see that it was a mess.

Even Lao Maitou took out a slightly defective low-grade magic weapon flying sword and walked out of the house.

"Old Maitou, where are you going?"

Fang Xi couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's Ziyou Mountain!" Old Maitou opened his mouth, showing a smile missing a few yellow teeth, with a ferocious smell: "I have to try my best to cultivate immortals until I'm old... Do you know that I also had an opportunity when I was a teenager, but I retreated. Now, every night, I feel regretful as if I'm stumbled with my heart..."

After hearing this, Fang Xi knew that there was no need to persuade him. The old man had already thought about everything and would not listen to his advice.

But he couldn't help but add: "Then I wish you success in building your foundation..."

With the other party's weak waist, he really didn't like Lao Maitou.

"Haha... I have already put aside the foundation building, but there is still a little grandson in the secular world. He is very clever, unlike me..."

The old wheat head waved his hand and left.

When we were parting, we seemed to want to make a good relationship for our grandson.

"Old Maitou..."

Fang Xi exhaled a breath of white breath and looked at the snowflakes covering the other party's footprints.

He didn't know what opportunities the other party lost when he was young, but it seemed that he had been regretting it all these years.

And now, if he doesn't fight, he will really be worse than death.

‘If I didn’t get the gold finger, would I go?’

Fang Xi stood at the door, like a sculpture, silently asking herself.

It seems that it is not difficult to choose to be a good choice for the bottom of the world of cultivation for the first line of foundation-building opportunities for the world of cultivation for the laughter and proud of the world of cultivation?

‘No matter what, I’ve practiced behind closed doors these days.’

He sighed, returned home, and closed the door.

...

Three days later.

The world of Daliang.

Fang Mansion.

"drink!"

Fang Xi was wearing a short and strong suit, his arms were red, his muscles were bulging, and his veins were squirming like earthworms.

"White Cloud Palm!"

Suddenly, he shouted lightly, and his hands were connected to the palm technique and hit the wooden stake in front of him.

Bang bang!
To be continued...