At the bottom of Wuyang Lake, which was three thousand meters long, the huge water pressure continued to surge towards Xiang Hong's body, he found a relatively flat ground, sat down cross-legged, took out the spiritual power coagulant from his arms, and took one out of it and put it in his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the medicine entered the abdomen, it quickly had an effect, and Xiang Hong felt that the spiritual power in the meridians in his body began to be a little sluggish, and it seemed to gradually become stagnant. He sat cross-legged, meditated, and entered a state of oblivion.

At the beginning of cultivating immortals, build a foundation in 100 days.

After the foundation is successfully built, the spiritual power in the spiritual sea will be transformed from gaseous to liquid, thus greatly increasing the upper limit of the spiritual power stored in the body, opening up infinite possibilities for the path of cultivating immortals.

After the spiritual power is liquefied, the monk's body will also change accordingly, whether it is physical strength, explosive power, and recovery power, it will be greatly improved, so even if the foundation building period monk only relies on pure physical strength, it is far superior to the qi refining monk.

If it is said that the change from the first order of condensation to the ninth order of condensation is the change of quantity, then the change from condensation to foundation building is a qualitative change. The increase in the total amount of spiritual power in the body allows the monk to perform more powerful spells and control more powerful magic weapons.

Xiang Hong sat motionless at the bottom of the lake like this, his spirit was completely restrained, and his spiritual power gradually stopped flowing and gathered towards the sea of qi. The icy water of the lake kept taking away his body temperature, and before long, Xiang Hong's body was as cold as the lake water around him, sitting quietly at the bottom of the lake, lifeless, like a reef.

Day by day......

In the darkness, huge fish constantly swam around, and the huge fish tail slashed across the bottom of the lake, bringing up a large area of silt and algae, covering Xiang Hong's body, and over time, the silt completely buried his body and became one with the surrounding lake bottom.

Beneath the calm surface, drastic changes were taking place in Xiang Hong's body, and the huge spiritual power was condensed in his sea of qi, tumbling and boiling, repelling each other, and merging with each other. The huge water pressure around him passed through Xiang Hong's body and directly acted on his sea of qi, forcing these spiritual powers to continuously compress and shrink inward with huge force.

The beginning of the foundation building process was quite smooth, and a trace of crystalline liquid spiritual power was gradually generated in Xiang Hong's spiritual sea, and the traces fused with each other, gradually sinking below the sea of qi.

However, after the spiritual power in the spiritual sea had been liquefied in a small way, Xiang Hong's body began to have a vision, because the remaining gaseous spiritual power in the spiritual sea was no longer as full as it was at the beginning, so the speed of liquefaction was constantly slowing down.

In the normal process of foundation building, the monk can continuously fill his own sea of qi by absorbing the high concentration of spiritual energy around him in the spiritual acupoint.

At the bottom of the high-pressure lake, this condition was not available, and Xiang Hong could not continue to inject spiritual power into the spiritual sea, and soon after, the liquefaction process in his spiritual sea was completely terminated, and the process of foundation building stopped halfway, lingering.

There was little hope of successfully building a foundation, and Xiang Hong's mentality was slightly shaken, which affected the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power in the sea of qi gradually spiraled out of control, rolling up a storm.

Under the dual effect of the huge pressure from the outside and the boiling spiritual power in his body, Xiang Hong's body began to tremble slightly, once the sea of qi could not withstand the squeeze of the dual forces inside and outside, this time the foundation building would be completely defeated, and he would also be seriously injured.

At the bottom of the dark and icy lake, Xiang Hong gritted his teeth and tried his best to insist, he is by no means a weak-willed person, and he will never give up his efforts to pursue success before failing!

Time passed minute by minute, Xiang Hong forgot the time, forgot where he was, forgot the spiritual power tumbling in the spiritual sea, and entered a kind of empty realm again.

In the vast darkness, a little white light suddenly lit up, like a bright star, twinkling in the distant sky.

This light came from the sword under the Heavenly Divine Stick in the center of the lake, the slender and snow-white sword body trembled slightly, and the light emitted became stronger and stronger, and the white light swept across the bottom of the lake, shining on Xiang Hong, who was covered in silt.

Xiang Hong's body shook slightly, and he felt a warm current gradually flow into his body, suppressing the violent spiritual power in the sea of qi, and causing his body to gradually regain consciousness.

Gradually, in Xiang Hong's sea of qi, a trace of crystal spiritual power began to condense into silk again.

Thousands of spiritual powers, gathering qi for silk, sinking water and washing the marrow, and achieving immortal foundation.

……

It has been 100 days since Xiang Hong entered the bottom of Wuyang Lake.

On this day, the sky over Wuyang Lake was overcast, the lake was windy, and seeing that a storm was coming, the fishermen on the lake rowed their boats back to the shore and collected the boats to go ashore.

On the turbulent surface of the lake, the water in the center of the lake flowed chaotically, and a huge shadow could be faintly seen in the dark clouds above, and the shadow gradually condensed, as if it was a giant snake, roaring in the sky, shaking its head and tail.

The vision in the lake lasted for dozens of minutes, and then gradually dissipated, and the turbulent lake gradually returned to calm.

At the bottom of the deep and dark lake, Xiang Hong sat in the mud, his eyes were open, his eyes were shining, and his face was full of joy that was difficult to hide.

A moment ago, Xiang Hong suddenly felt a flash of lightning pass through his mind, and then regained clarity from a distant meditation.

The spiritual power in the spiritual sea has been completely liquefied, and the foundation has been successfully built!

If it weren't for the fact that he was still deep at the bottom of the lake at this moment, Xiang Hong would have almost opened his mouth to scream, but he finally held back his excitement and used his spiritual power for a week to regain his body's agility, and then he slowly stood up and swam towards the treasure stick in the center of the lake.

Xiang Hong's movements were very cautious, he didn't want to touch the golden light on the Optimus Stick again. As he got closer, the snow-white sword that was firmly pressed under the body of the Optimus Stick became clearer.

Xiang Hong walked forward to three meters in front of the Optimus Stick and stopped, looking at the long sword in the mud, the blade was as pale as snow, flashing with a faint shimmer, I don't know if it was an illusion, Xiang Hong seemed to see that in the endless darkness around him, there were constantly subtle rays of light condensing, turning into a little bit of light and injecting it into the sword body.

The long sword is like snow, and it is refined into light.

This sword seems to be able to automatically absorb the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth, converging within the sword body.

At the critical moment when the foundation building was on the verge of collapse, Xiang Hong could clearly perceive that the power to help him get out of the predicament came from this sword.

Xiang Hong looked at the sword in the mud, then at the Optimus Stick that was suppressed on the sword, and finally gave up trying to pull out the sword.

Even the previous Chilin Giant Python couldn't defeat Qingtian, his current strength was far from enough, this sword, I'm afraid he would have to try it again after cultivating it.

Quietly retreating backwards, out of the range of the Supermantra, Xiang Hong planned to set off and return to the top of the lake.

At this moment, Xiang Hong's heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look at the remains of the giant python lying quietly at the bottom of the lake not far away.

It has been more than four months since the Chilin Python died, and the flesh and blood on its body have been eaten clean by the fish in the lake, leaving only a huge white skeleton lying at the bottom of the lake, like a white dragon, winding and entrenched.

Xiang Hong looked at the head of the giant python wreckage, at the root of the single horn, there was a faint light flickering, he slowly swam to the front of the huge snake head, looked carefully, and found that it was a small flame, white and crystalline, burning quietly in the depths of this deep water.

Xiang Hong couldn't help but feel a little surprised, it was the first time he had seen a flame that could burn in water.

Around this tiny flame, fresh flesh and blood continued to grow on the skull of the giant python, and it seemed that this flame was constantly releasing vitality to the surroundings.

It's just that the body of this giant python is too large, and the power of this wisp of flame is too weak.

Xiang Hong suddenly remembered that he had practiced the Eight Desolations Fire Fighting Technique, and now he was lacking a usable flame. He gathered his spiritual power on his fingertips, carried the Fire Resistance Technique, and slowly stretched out his fingers towards the flame.

As his fingertips touched the white flame, Xiang Hong suddenly felt a pinprick-like pain, the flame suddenly disappeared, and he only felt a scorching hot current pouring in from his fingertips, entering his body along the meridian pulse, and began to swim around wildly.

The flames swam in his body, and in the blink of an eye, his meridians were disturbed into a mess, and Xiang Hong's body trembled, and he could hardly help but shout in the water.

The pain in his body became more and more intense, and Xiang Hong tried his best to run the Eight Desolations Fire Fighting Technique, wanting to bring this flame on the right track.

This wisp of white flame seems to be weak, but its strength is very amazing, although Xiang Hong has successfully built a foundation, he still seems a little powerless to control this wisp of white flame.

It was mentioned in the Eight Desolations Fire Fighting Technique that the problem of flame spiritual power regurgitation, Xiang Hong couldn't have imagined that he would encounter it when he absorbed the flame for the first time!

Fortunately, this white flame has been at the bottom of the icy lake for four months, and it is close to running out of oil. Gradually, the unruly flames in Xiang Hong's body began to calm down, and gradually merged with Xiang Hong's spiritual power, slowly flowing into his sea of qi, forming a white spark above the spiritual power of the sea of qi, burning quietly.

Xiang Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was pleasantly surprised to find that the meridians in his body that had been burned by the flames before were recovering rapidly at this moment, and after absorbing the flames, he obtained the regenerative power of the white flame!

"Boom la la ......"

A series of light noises suddenly sounded above the giant python's head, and after losing the protection of the white flame, the huge skull shattered one by one, turning into countless broken bones and sinking to the bottom of the lake in the blink of an eye.

Xiang Hong glanced at the broken bones on the ground, there was no nostalgia here, he moved his body and swam quickly above the lake.

Soon after, with a bang, Xiang Hong's head gushed out from the surface of the lake, he spit out the mechanical gills in his mouth, took a big breath of fresh air, and then raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the water surface around the shaking was rippled.

"Success--!"