After listening to the preaching, Zhang Yi returned to his humble residence, and he didn't pay special attention to the affairs of Wang Lang and Wan Niang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What he didn't know was that among the three thousand world orbs, a strange causal line was formed, one end connected to him, and the other end was connected to that Wan Niang.

After that, Zhang Yi once again went up the mountain to deliver food to the prisoners, and heard the sound of chanting coming from the dark cell.

"Lao Jun said: The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world, the avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon, the avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time. The husband and the Taoist: there is clear and turbid, there is movement and stillness, the sky is clear and turbid, the sky is moving and the earth is quiet, the man is clear and the woman is turbid, the man is moving and the woman is quiet, and the capital is reduced to the end, and all things are born. The pure, the source of turbidity, the moving, the foundation of stillness, people can always be quiet, heaven and earth are all returned. ……”

Zhang Yi knew that Wanniang had finally lost her way back. And in a place that Zhang Yi didn't know, that Wang Lang was graceful and accompanied a girl with a flower letter to chant poems and paint, and he was very courteous.

After half a month of nourishing the dantian, Zhang Yi once again recovered his courageous and diligent cultivation, refining a large amount of heaven and earth vitality every day, borrowing the principle of "Stirring Sand and Sinking Gold" to catalyze the speed of the dantian aura vortex to its own limit, turbidity and clearing, and then the turbid vitality was eliminated from the body, and the purified pure aura nourished the body and expanded the dantian.

After listening to three sermons in Zhang Yi's free time, he finally reached the peak of qi induction. The abundant and pure aura filled the dantian, and wisps of cloud-like vitality swirled in the dantian, and there were as many as eighty-one of them, which was secretly combined with the number of ninety-nine poles, showing that Zhang Yi had completed the accumulation of aura that others might not be able to complete in three years in a month and a half.

The pure aura was spinning, trembling, and a natural urge to gather ran into Zhang Yi's heart. Silently calming the surging waves in his heart, Zhang Yi's natural promoter Yuan Qi vortex shrank, wisps of Yuan Qi and Zhang Yi's own accumulated essence combined, and white smoke clouds were dyed red by Jing Yuan, slowly spreading with the rotation of the aura vortex.

Wisps of vitality and essence blended, Zhang Yi felt that those pure vitality had been branded with his own life, and a kind of vitality was completely integrated into his body, just like an arm that he already had, as if it had melted into the vast sky and the immeasurable sea of vitality in an instant.

Zhang Yi seems to have incarnated into a wisp of vitality, which runs endlessly with the pulse of heaven and earth, and seems to have turned into a swimming fish, frolicking in this sea of vitality.

With the complete fusion of aura and essence qi, the vitality vortex continued to get smaller, and the speed became faster and faster, and after reaching a critical value, it suddenly liquefied into a drop of red liquid, and at the same time, a trace of cyan light faintly appeared.

The true yuan is condensed, and the foundation building period has been broken with one foot.

After Zhang Yi was tired of swimming in this sea of vitality, he naturally entered the state of sleep, he didn't worry about the problem of building a foundation at all, it was a matter of course, and he was close to the door, and naturally slept solidly and deeply, and didn't wake up until he got up early the next day.

Looking at the dantian, that drop of natal true yuan red was crystal clear and deep like a ruby, just like the top pigeon blood ruby. But if you look closely, you will see that there is occasionally a hint of cyan light in the red.

Except for a few special cultivation techniques, the true yuan that is the most important and pure foundation building and has different colors belong to the lower grade of foundation building, which is too much borrowing of foreign objects, which leads to the mixing of its own aura and essence into impurities, and the final true yuan is also too much impurity, so the true yuan is not pure in color.

However, the reason why Zhang Yi's true yuan is blue is that he was contaminated with a trace of vitality when he was in the sea of vitality, and that trace of vitality is a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

After Zhang Yi achieved the foundation building, he was about to jump up with joy, not only could he get rid of the embarrassing position of the current miscellaneous disciples, but after the foundation was built, he could be regarded as officially joining the Jingming Sect and could learn the true inheritance of the sect.

And Zhang Yi has been away from home for nearly half a year, and he is becoming more and more homesick, and after becoming an official disciple, he is qualified to go down the mountain to visit his relatives, or he can only wait for the family visit holiday three years later.

Zhang Yi pulled up a bamboo basket, which was filled with dry food dumplings made of rice and pickles, which was the rice of those prisoners on the mountain, although it was full, but the taste was not to mention, Zhang Yi had no appetite for these worldly meals since he had eaten the meals containing the aura.

Zhang Yi put down rice balls at the door of each cell, and talked nonsense with some prisoners who showed up, and finally Zhang Yi arrived at the Wan Niang's cell, only to find that the house was empty.

"When you go back, the countryside will not return? It's not far away, and I feel that today is but yesterday is not. The boat is far away with a light flutter, and the wind is fluttering and blowing clothes. Ask the husband the way forward, hate the morning light. ”

The half-liner of the return was engraved on the sunny side of the cell, as if it was a strong sword edge, the handwriting was extremely hard, but the words were so soft.

Without Zhang Yi's knowledge, Na Wanniang had already been released after completing her sentence.

After finishing all his work, Zhang Yi closed the door of the house, left Siguofeng, who had lived for nearly three months, and completed his perfect foundation, and officially joined the Pure Ming Sect.

Leaving Siguo Peak, Zhang Yi went to the peak where the Miscellaneous Service Hall was located, Zhang Yi didn't look at the bustling crowd discussing those tasks, and walked straight towards the inner hall of the Miscellaneous Service Hall.

Just as he was about to cross the gate, a personable miscellaneous disciple and Zhang Yi walked away, it was really that Zeng Qilin.

That Zeng Qilin, as soon as he saw Zhang Yi, immediately shouted loudly: "Who did I say? That Zhang Yi, haven't you been transferred to Siguo Peak to guard? How dare you leave without permission? Well, you still go to this miscellaneous hall to get a task? Haha, are you scared, you want to change some pills and build a foundation quickly? I tell you, that's impossible." You just obediently wait to run three laps around the Miscellaneous Peak, and say you're a waste. While laughing, he felt that he had pinched Zhang Yi's little tail.

Zhang Yi sighed leisurely: "Yes, yes, it's a pity that I have already completed the foundation building, just waiting for someone to run around the mountain three times by himself." ”

The annoying laughter of "Giggle" came to an abrupt end, and only the clucking of a choked little rooster remained.