Chapter 871: Beginning to Build the Foundation
Seeing Ruan Xinxue and Zilan's expressions, Elder Gu You, Ling Jianzi, Nangong Feng and the others looked at each other, obviously, they didn't understand that Shicai's eyes were still red, and after seeing the ancient lamp, they all showed a touch of joy on their faces.
"Holding the soul lamp, knowing life and death, the soul lamp burns, the cultivator lives, the soul lamp goes out, and the cultivator dies. β
Zilan explained with a smile.
"Zilan, do you mean that as long as this lamp is on, it proves that Brother Qin Yang is still alive?"
Nangong Fei on the side raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a curious light in his eyes, and asked.
"Yes, Big Brother Flying. β
Zilan smiled and nodded.
As long as this soul lamp is not artificially annihilated by other monks with divine sense, then it represents the life and death of that monk.
"Little rascal, he must still be alive, and we are waiting for him to return. β
Ruan Xinxue, who was on the side, also relaxed her tense heart and said.
"Well, Sister Xinxue, Brother Qin Yang will definitely come back. β
Zilan also nodded her little head, and her beautiful eyes looked in the direction of the East China Sea, and the brilliance in her eyes flashed.
At this time, Penglai Xiandao was on the island.
The cold current spread, and on the entire fairy island, everything was frozen, towering trees full of green leaves, clear rivers, piled up mountains and rocks, and many demon beasts were frozen under the cold current.
This island located in the void is like an ice sculpture, a world of ice and snow, and the forest is cold.
At this point, at the end of Iceland.
Over the glacial lake.
A drop of dark red pure essence blood was suspended in mid-air, and above that drop of dark red essence blood, the three laws of water, ice, and darkness, and the diffuse energy were incomparably amazing.
This drop of essence blood was left by the divine beast Xuanwu more than 4,500 years ago.
In this drop of dark red essence blood, Qin Yang sat cross-legged, and the skin around his body had already burst under the squeeze of the huge energy in the essence blood.
The pain of this shattering is beyond words.
However, after the shattering, there is a new life!
As Qin Yang ran the Nine Turns of the Stars, the cracked skin and flesh around Qin Yang's body were condensed and formed little by little.
The newly generated skin and flesh contained a trace of Xuanwu essence blood, which made Qin Yang's physical strength change essentially.
At the same time, in Qin Yang's dantian, drops of spiritual power liquid were also rapidly condensing and forming.
Those spiritual liquids emitted a thick glow that was shining and watery, and every drop was extremely pure.
In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, in order for a monk to break from the Spirit Condensation Period to the Foundation Building Period, he needs to make the spiritual power liquid in the dantian have at least three thousand drops of spiritual power liquid.
Three thousand drops of spiritual power liquid need to be gathered together to turn into a lake of spiritual power.
This kind of storage is naturally as much as possible, the more storage, after stepping into the foundation building period, the foundation will be more stable, and the future potential will also exceed the same level.
3,000 drops is basic, 4,000 drops is good, 5,000 drops is excellent, and 7,000 drops is extraordinary genius.
The formation of the lake of spiritual power marks that the monk has reached the foundation building period, that is, the immortal realm.
The lake of spiritual power formed is more than ten times thicker, even dozens of times, hundreds of times thicker than the liquid of spiritual power suspended in the dantian and floating in a single liquid of spiritual power, and it is also more mellow and free to use.
This is also the fundamental reason why the Foundation Building Stage Monk can kill the Condensation Stage Monk in seconds.
"Fifteen hundred drops. β
"Two thousand five hundred drops ......"
"Three Thousand Drops ......"
When the liquid of spiritual power in Qin Yang's body reached three thousand drops, there was no sign of stagnation, and it was still formed.
"Three thousand five hundred drops. β
"Four thousand drops. β
"Four thousand five hundred drops of ......"
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On the entire Penglai Immortal Island, a frozen world, the concept of time has disappeared here.
Only above the ice lake, in the drop of essence and blood.
Qin Yang was running the Nine Turns Star Recipe over and over again, transforming the huge energy contained in that drop of essence blood into the liquid of spiritual power in the dantian.
The liquid of spiritual power in Qinyang's dantian was densely packed.
Over time.
The number of such drops had exceeded five thousand, however, the formation of the spiritual power liquid still showed no signs of stagnation and slowing down.
The skin that burst out of Qin Yang's whole body was also slowly forming, and the newly generated flesh and blood were mixed with the essence blood of the Xuanwu Divine Beast, which made the flesh and blood also have a bit of a dark red luster, and the gods were heavy.
There is no time for cultivation.
I don't know how long it has been over this frozen lake.
The liquid of spiritual power in Qinyang's dantian had accumulated more and more, and a drop of liquid of pure spiritual power was suspended in the dantian.
"Eight thousand drops. β
"Nine thousand drops. β
"Nine thousand five hundred drops. β
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"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine drops!"
When the liquid of spiritual power in Qin Yang's dantian reached nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine drops, in the essence blood, Qin Yang's tightly closed eyes opened up.
The pupils of those eyes were a little dark red, and in those pupils, there was faintly the light and shadow of a entrenched divine beast Xuanwu.
At this moment, Qin Yang could clearly feel that the liquid of spiritual power in the dantian was about to reach its peak, and the liquid of strong spiritual power was flooding his dantian, and the fluctuating Cheng dΓΉ was amazing.
"Ten thousand drops!"
A low roar came out of Qin Yang's mouth.
The sound waves spread, and the Xuanwu essence blood squeezed around Qin Yang's body fluctuated slightly, which was a kind of catharsis of energy.
As Qin Yang's roar fell, the first ten thousand drops of spiritual power condensed in Qin Yang's dantian.
When the 10,000th drop of spiritual power liquid was formed, the 10,000 drops of spiritual power liquid burst out like stars in the sky, bursting out with a thick moisturizing light.
The liquid of spiritual power in Qinyang's dantian is already saturated!
And 10,000 drops of spiritual power liquid, this kind of thick Cheng dΓΉ has far surpassed the ordinary foundation building monks, and even those genius monks, which can be called very amazing.
"Begin to generate a lake of spiritual power. β
Qin Yang's eyes closed again, his mind moved, and in the dantian, a hundred drops of spiritual power liquid broke out first, and began to merge and condense.
Compared to the liquid of ten thousand drops of spiritual power, those hundred drops were not much.
Since each drop of spiritual power liquid will also have repulsion between them, it is not so easy to fuse these spiritual power liquids together.
"Melt it for me!"
Qin Yang gritted his teeth and began to squeeze the hundred drops of spiritual power together.
Airplanes!
In Qin Yang's dantian, the hundred drops of spiritual power liquid burst out in unison, obviously, there was some resistance to fusing with each other.
"I don't believe you can't get together. β
Qin Yang gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
Under Qin Yang's unremitting promotion, first two drops of spiritual power liquid fused together, and then this hundred drops of spiritual power liquid fused together more and more.
With the passage of time, in Qin Yang's dantian, those hundred drops of spiritual power liquid gradually formed a small pool.
In the pool, there is a sparkling and moist light, and the light is a little divine and heavy, and the energy emitted is also quite amazing!
"The first step in the foundation building period has finally been taken!"
Looking inwardly at the pool of spiritual power in the dantian that was gathered and fused by the liquid of spiritual power, a touch of joy appeared in Qin Yang's heart.
"Jixu!"
Qin Yang looked at the dantian and began to integrate the liquid of other spiritual power into the pool.
"The one hundred and first drop of spiritual power liquid melted into the pool. β
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"The one hundred and fifty drops. β
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For the monks, the process of building the foundation of the spiritual power gathering and merging into the lake of spiritual power is destined to be long-
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