The cultivation to be completed by the monks in the foundation building period, condensing the fetal foundation is the first step, and the next cultivation is to convert the true yuan of refining qi into spiritual power, and then it is the foundation building, if you say the power of the true yuan, the internal power of the top masters in the mortal world can be compared, but after it becomes spiritual power, it is a qualitative leap, if Xiaochen has spiritual power in Tang Han City that day, then the Shura blood claw he casts will definitely not just destroy a ring, such a condensed spiritual power is enough to destroy a radius of several miles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It didn't take long for Xiaochen to have a senior sister come to the hut where he practiced and lived, and at this moment Xiaochen was practicing martial arts outside the hut, and when he saw his senior sister visiting, he greeted him with a smile.

"Little junior brother, you can go to the Scripture Pavilion." After saying that, she quickly left the cliff like a snake and scorpion. Xiaochen opened his mouth and touched his face, "Am I that scary?" ”

Then he returned to the house, changed his pants, put on his clothes, and left Edgeworth from the edge of the cliff to the Scripture Pavilion.

Counting carefully, Xiaochen has not seen the reverse cangtian and the old gangster for several months, Xiaochen is also a little puzzled, in the past, the reverse cangtian would come to the cliff with Cangjin Yun from time to time to look for Xiaochen, especially the reverse cangtian would go out for a walk with Xiaochen once, but he has not appeared once recently.

As the days passed, Xiaochen did not have any high-profile performance in Yunyoufeng, and the name of the only male cultivator in the female peak gradually faded under the washing of the years, and only occasionally there would be a disciple who mentioned it slightly before and after dinner.

When he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xiaochen saw the sick old man sitting on a rattan recliner from afar, holding a paper book in his hand and looking through it, the book cover was empty, Xiaochen didn't know what was inside, but he thought about it, most of the books that the old man read would not be a good thing.

"Old scoundrel, Uncle Chen is back!" Still in the air, Xiaochen gave up the flying sword and rushed straight down, shouting from the top of his mouth.

"Who the hell is it, stinky boy?" The sick old man had already discovered Xiaochen, but he was too lazy to take care of him, and at this moment, the other party had already spoken, how could he let him be arrogant.

The sick old man knew that Xiaochen's body was strong, and he was not afraid that he would break it, Xiaochen jumped straight down, not surprisingly, his legs hit the ground, at most he was inserted into the soil, and when he was just about to land, the sick old man ghostly left the recliner and came to the place where Xiaochen fell.

Although it doesn't hurt, the egg will hurt, when Xiaochen got up, he saw that the sick old man was lying on the rattan chair with a book in his hand and shaking himself, Xiaochen didn't dare to find fault, who couldn't beat others by himself.

"Little hooligan, why didn't you go long and come back?" The sick old man was carrying a book, and the voice came from behind the book.

"You still have the face to ask, can you give me the second cultivation method?" Xiaochen slapped the dirt on his body and found that because the fall was too heavy, some of them could not be photographed, and they had to wash their clothes.

The sick old man closed the book when he heard this, stood up and put the book still on the rattan chair, looked at Xiaochen and said: "I said a long time ago, if you don't build a foundation, you won't practice, could it be that you, this kid, have already built a foundation?" ”

It was still a short time for Xiaochen to officially start cultivating, and although the sick old man knew that he had been baptized by the aura of the Qing Ming Bead, it was also somewhat impossible to reach the foundation building period in such a short period of time.

"That's nature." Xiaochen raised his eyebrows and said.

"." The sick old man shouted directly.

"What?" Xiaochen didn't care.

"You don't have credibility with me, so naturally you have to check it first and then talk about it, so it's hard for you to say yes." The sick old man looked at Xiaochen, and a smile appeared on his face like dried orange peel.

Xiaochen's body is special, and the real person of Xuanyou didn't see the clue that day, and the other party is a monk in the late stage of Tianji, the sick old man is in Xiaochen's eyes, although his identity is special, he must not be weak if he wants to cultivate, but he always feels that it will not be a great way, and even Xiaochen has never seen him use any powerful tricks, such as the kind that disappears in a flash. So not only can the old man with a heart disease see anything, but as for the fact that there is no fetal foundation, it is still easier to fool the Qing Mingzhu when it comes to things.

So Xiaochen strode up to the sick old man and said, "Do you want to take off your clothes?" ”

"If you want to die, you squeak, Lao Tzu is not interested in men." The sick old man jumped up violently and slammed a finger on Xiaochen's head.

Then the sick old man grabbed Xiaochen's hand, and Xiaochen immediately said: "I still say I'm not interested!" ”

"Shut up!" The sick old man slapped Xiaochen's head casually, and then Xiaochen opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

The sick old man grabbed Xiaochen's wrist, and after rolling his eyes a few times, he kicked Xiaochen's buttocks, "Stinky boy, even I dare to fool around, and I dare to say that the foundation is built without a fetal foundation." ”

Xiaochen covered his buttocks, but said: "Joke, a high-level monk like Xiao Ye, if he has a fetal foundation, he is born with it." Saying that, Xiaochen opened his shirt, revealing his left chest, and several broken rings on it were completed a little more, which also shows that Xiaochen has broken through the great realm, according to Han's reasoning, these broken rings will only be slowly completed when Xiaochen breaks through the great realm.

Seeing the pattern on Xiaochen's left chest, the sick old man also looked sideways slightly, after all, anyone who has only heard of the Qing Ming Pearl, and the effect is only possible for those who have used it to know, because Xiaochen has used it, and he doesn't know either, he knows that Xiaochen is not the kind of person who is greedy for merit, and he wants to practice at this time, and he has a certain degree of certainty, but he can't be sure of Xiaochen's cultivation, the original simple thing, at this time, it is a little difficult to do.

The sick old man paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and only after a while did he say, "The exercises can be given to you, but when you don't feel right, stop practicing immediately and come back to me." ”

Xiaochen said yes, and then followed the sick old man into the Tianshu Pavilion, after the illness, the old man took Xiaochen to his room, and Xiaochen's residence was still there, nothing changed.

"This exercise starts from the second level, and it will be cultivated with the help of external forces, and I will tell your master to let you go to the Remnant Sword Dao to refine your body."

The sick old man took out a yellowed booklet, on which only four words were written, "The magic weapon is difficult to hurt".

Seeing this booklet, Xiaochen remembered that he saw the introduction of this exercise back then: the first realm "can't be robbed",

People who have cultivated to this realm will not be injured by ordinary swords, even if they are hit by a gun, they will not fall. To this day, Xiaochen still feels that this introduction was really written by a sick old man, so straightforward and such nonsense.

"The previous medicinal bath, and the cultivation of the first layer, only laid the foundation for body refining, and from this second layer onwards, it can be regarded as the real cultivation method of body refiners." The sick old man did not rush to hand the book to Xiaochen, but looked at the booklet and said earnestly.

In the past, Xiaochen saw the magic weapon of the Yuanshen monk when he was reading in the Tianshu Pavilion, just by looking at the text description, Xiaochen could faintly feel the power of the magic weapon, but the sick old man said that the human body can be cultivated to the hard carrying of the magic weapon, which Xiaochen was surprised and suspicious at that time, but today, Xiaochen is no longer the mountain village boy who didn't understand anything at the beginning, and he has great hopes for the physical training technique that was only allowed to be practiced during the foundation building period.

"Less nonsense, give it to me." What Xiaochen thinks psychologically, he doesn't say much.

"Take it, go back and tell your little beauty master, just say that the master of the sect is calling, you need to leave Yunyou Peak for a while, and then come back, I will take you to the Remnant Sword Dao, and don't worry about the rest."

The sick old man threw the booklet to Xiaochen and confessed.

Could it be that he knows the real person of Xuanyou? After listening to what the sick old man said, Xiaochen was shocked, and secretly wondered why the other party knew that he had a little beauty master, or was it ...... The old scoundrel looked at Yun Youfeng and thought about it, Xiaochen's heart warmed, and he believed that it was the latter.

"What about the dragon and his sister?" Before leaving, Xiaochen turned his head and asked.

"Xiaoyun's transformation is not over yet, and the ** dragon will soon begin to transform after he comes back, and he won't know what it has become for a while." The sick old man said.

After learning that the two little dragons were fine, Xiaochen took the secret book that he had been excited about for a long time, left the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and flew towards Yunyou Peak.