CHAPTER XXVI
Time is like sand between fingers, always passing inadvertently, and Fang Mo has been staying in the Zhao family for more than two months.
During these days, the rumors of the Ancestor of the Heavens have not subsided, but have intensified!
Without him, it was only because of the sentence of the ancestor who stepped on the sky that day, "The revenge of the destruction of the unification will be reported within a hundred days, starting from the first of the Hundred Refining Sect", which made Nanling a sensation, and countless monks went to the Hundred Refining Sect, and there were even rumors that even some unborn old monsters appeared outside the Hundred Refining Sect.
Now, the 100-day period is getting closer and closer, and everyone is waiting for the arrival of the Heavenly Ancestor......
It's just that no one knows that the so-called Heavenly Ancestor has been just a lie made up by Fang Mo from beginning to end, a trick to deceive the cultivators of Nanling, and what he did was just to buy enough time for him to build his foundation.
Fang Mo repeated the process of alchemy and swallowing pill refining, and only when the elixir was insufficient, would he personally go out to make up for the needs.
In the past two months, Fang Mo spent more than six million spirit stones on the purchase of elixir, not only did he spend all the spirit stones in his storage bag, but even the massive spirit pills, spirit grasses and other things in his storage bag were also sold a lot, and they were exchanged for spirit stones to buy the medicinal materials needed for the blood spirit pill.
After spending so many spirit stones, the effect is naturally very significant.
Due to repeated alchemy, Fang Mo's divine consciousness was repeated in the process of consumption and recovery, making his divine sense more and more condensed, and even increased slightly, this discovery naturally made Fang Mo very excited.
Not only that, but his alchemy technique is also more skilled, this rich experience, repeated and non-stop refining, so that the blood spirit pill he refines has reached ninety percent, and even in the last half a month, he has often refined the middle grade blood spirit pill.
And the biggest change naturally belongs to his physical body.
At this moment, in this Dan room, Fang Mo crossed his knees and closed his eyes, his whole body was red, as if he had been cooked, and his body was even hotter, but Fang Mo did not have the slightest expression of pain, not even a drop of sweat flowed out, his face was calm and unremarkable.
And the most bizarre thing was that around Fang Mo's body, at this moment, there were actually twelve extremely rich white qi swirling non-stop, like twelve gas-like dragons, protecting his body.
In addition, there was a mist above Fang Mo's head, this mist condensed but did not disperse, gradually converging, as if it was about to become the thirteenth gas-like little dragon, but it was still a little bit worse.
I don't know how long it took, the crimson on Fang Mo's body gradually recovered, the white qi around his body gradually dissipated, his eyes slowly opened and closed, and a pair of bright eyes were revealed, exuding a bright essence.
"Yes, the twelve veins have been condensed, and the thirteenth vein is not far away, much faster than I imagined. Shangguan Xiu said in praise.
"The more you go to the back, the more difficult it is, it's too ......difficult to condense this thirteenth vein," Fang Mo muttered to himself, those gas-like little dragons before were what he had a month ago, but there were only eleven at that time, and it wasn't until two days ago that he swallowed a large amount of medium-grade blood elixir, and only then did he successfully condense the twelfth vein.
The reason why he would condense qi veins outside his body was because his physical body had reached a certain strength, but it did not open up the dantian to impact the eleventh layer of condensation qi.
Now, Fang Mo had condensed the twelve veins, which meant that his physical body had reached the level of the twelfth layer of condensing qi, and even as long as he was willing, he could use the strength of his physical body to condense the power of qi and blood at any time to impact the dantian, and directly advance from the tenth layer of condensation qi to the twelfth layer of condensing qi!
"With the strength of my current physical body, even if I don't use the Zhenfeng Monument, I can instantly kill the early stage of foundation building, even in the middle stage of foundation building, I also have the power of a battle, as for the late stage of foundation building...... If the town monument is used cleverly so that it is defenseless, I can kill it!"
Fang Mo clenched his fists, feeling the strength of his physical body, his eyes showed a confident look, and he whispered to himself: "When I condense the thirteenth vein, it is the moment when I build the foundation, the eighteen-year-old tribulation, I must break it!"
Time flickered, and more than ten days had passed, and Fang Mo had spent the third month in the Zhao family.
Because of his deep residence, the people of the Zhao family gradually stopped paying attention to Fang Mo, and seemed to have forgotten him, even Zhao Ting never stepped into the small courtyard where Fang Mo was from beginning to end.
There are many kinds of Danshi protectors, some of them are lured by Danshi with pills, and they have been with them for a long time, and this kind of protector is extremely inferior, not so much as a protector, but a retinue fed by Danshi.
The other is that only when the Dan Master needs it, he will help him, this kind of Dao Protector is extremely strong, even the Dan Master himself will have a certain respect for this Dao Protector.
In short, if a Dan Master wants to win over a powerful Dao Protector, first of all, his own Dan Dao attainments must be sufficient.
As for Fang Mo, although he was Zhao Ting's protector, he had never made a move, let alone taken half a pill, but it was a complete Zhuji Pill that Zhao Ting promised him, and he had not yet given it to ......
There is a pavilion in the west part of the Zhao family, the whole body is made of more than 300 years of green sandalwood, not only has the effect of concentrating and centering, but also contains aura, whether the monk is meditating here, or refining the elixir, there is a lot of help.
After Zhao Ting gave up the small courtyard to Fang Mo, he lived here.
"Damn! Zhao Xuan, Zhao Linhai, you deceive people too much!"
Zhao Ting's expression was gloomy, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, as if he had suppressed his anger to the extreme.
Boom!
Zhao Ting slapped his fist on the green sandalwood table beside him, and suddenly the wood was scattered and split, and the sawdust was splashing, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and roared angrily.
"I tolerate everywhere, I don't compete with Zhao Xuan, I don't even want the resources that should belong to me, even if it is the position of the young master of the Zhao family, if Zhao Xuan wants, I can let him! But they ...... Why do you still rob my 'Dan Soul Guide'. ”
Zhao Ting gritted his teeth, his whole body trembled, his eyes showed strong resentment, his fists were clenched, his not too long nails were embedded in his flesh, and the oozing blood fell to the ground one by one.
"That's obviously my father's martyrdom for the Hundred Refining Sect, and the Hundred Refining Sect remembered his merits, so he rewarded me with a 'Dan Soul Guide', which my father got in exchange, why do you still want to compete with me!"
Zhao Ting roared, his eyes showed a crazy look, he gritted his teeth and roared, but he couldn't vent the depression in his heart, "wow" spurted out a mouthful of blood, sat on the ground, laughed miserably, and showed despair.
After a while, the helplessness in Zhao Ting's eyes gradually turned into a thick murderous intention: "Zhao Xuan, you force me everywhere, and you want to rob me of my blood soul, you force people too much, do you really think that I don't have the means to kill you?"