Hu Bugui has been practicing Qi for a long time, and the meridians will be broadened and strengthened every time they are broadcast, but the aura in the dantian is overflowing like water, and it is not possible to save a little more.

It has only been a short period of more than a month since he first felt the aura in the meridians, and the improvement speed of this realm, according to the immortals in the book, in addition to the immortals who were born as gods, among the mortals who became immortals, throughout the ages, only this one person was the first person.

From the dagger storage space, all the immortal beads that were saved were taken out, and there were about a thousand delicate round balls, each of which could be worth at least one year's cultivation.

This bed is very strange, everywhere exudes a kind of reassuring aura that makes him feel at ease, sitting cross-legged on it, and in an instant it seems to return to the clarification of his mind, otherwise there will be no distractions in his chest in the dusty infant period.

Hu Bugui swallowed the Zhuji Dan bought back from the three idiots of the thief Dao in one gulp, and suddenly the spiritual energy in his body skyrocketed, and he wandered around the meridians in an uncontrolled galloping posture.

According to the method of foundation building taught by the immortals in the book, he did not use the aura to fight against each other, but drew a qi machine from the dantian to guide this foreign aura.

The meridians where the aura goes are widened one by one, and every time the aura is not continued, he looks for the light point of the fairy bead with his divine sense, and the fairy senses his aura floating in the air, and gradually wanders away little by little in the body The immortal beads that cannot be absorbed outside the body, and the mist converges into a mist, light and soothing and nourishing the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally converges on the dantian.

The efficiency and speed of the dantian's transformation of aura are related to the immortal cultivator's own qualifications, so there is no one in ten thousand who can build a foundation, and there are countless people who have no progress after the foundation is successfully built.

Hu Bugui looked inward with his divine sense, and it could be seen that the dantian inner mansion was originally an ethereal spiritual energy mass, which gradually shrank to the size of a lotus seed, and the spiritual energy incorporated into the body became denser and denser, and finally waited until it could no longer be accommodated at all.

The vision is abrupt.

Xi Chengjue stood quietly two feet away from the stone house to protect the Dharma for him, and suddenly the stone house rose up to cover the sky and the sun, and the magnolia tree suddenly pulled out new branches, giving birth to buds like snow and instantly became angry.

He was amazed by this auspicious vision in the blessed land, but he didn't understand where an invisible coercion came from.

Finally, he couldn't resist the growing throbbing in his heart, knelt on one knee and put his hand on his chest to show submission, lowered his eyes, and did not dare to fight against the coercion.

Because he reverently bowed his head and did not dare to look up, he did not see that for a moment, a pair of cold and quiet beast eyes appeared above the stone house, fleeting, as if they had never appeared.

At the same time, the moisturizing aura in Hu Bugui's body in the stone house was like a sponge absorbing water, and it could no longer contain any more.

Tick.

At first, the aura fell into the dantian like a raindrop, and the purple qi in his body wrapped it layer by layer, and the drops of aura turned into purple water, which flowed into the dantian inner mansion like a hundred rivers, and he was shrouded in that layer of purple qi all over his body, like a fairy like a saint.

Hu Bugui's mind exploded, many past events passed through his mind like a quick play, the teacher in the welfare institute helped him comb his unkempt hair, his grandmother cooked a meal and watched his kind face when eating, the fatherless and motherless was forced to be sensible and did not dare to ask the sadness of adults, and Chen Xiaoshen ran on the playground in a quintessential school uniform, and the resentment in the boy's house when his cousin snatched the guitar, so that the uncle was forced to make a happy face when he was blown away from home, and the moment when Chen Xiaoshen changed into evening clothes last night and appeared was amazing and heart-pounding.

The last picture actually belongs to this blessed land, the wind is clear and the moon is white, the flowers and trees are exquisite, and two children are chasing mischievously under the trees.

He was in a state of flux, wondering if this was the memory of the original owner of this place, and when he searched more closely, he would disappear without a trace, and he could no longer capture that scene.

Hu Bugui retracted his senses, slowly opened his eyes, and found that everything around him seemed to be full of colorful and distinct colors, and every trace of texture was delicate.

Me, is this a successful foundation?

It turns out that looking at the ordinary indoor utensils, each one contains a faint brilliance, and it seems that there are not many treasures left by the previous owner here.

A pair of children who were chasing and playing under the flower tree just now, although they only appeared for a moment, and only their backs, but from the style of the bun, it should be a man and a woman, but I don't know which one is the original owner here.

He stood up and gently stroked the jade paperweight on the table, which was a carved and smooth mountain-shaped paperweight, but he couldn't tell whether the former owner was a man or a woman.

The tentacles of the jade paperweight heated up, and Hu Bugui realized that his divine sense, spiritual sense, and skin touch were far better than before, and they were not the same.

The voice of the immortal in the book sounded in his head: "Congratulations to the immortal venerable for successfully building the foundation, you can now use your divine sense to explore the space in the book of the earth, and you can also call the items in the book of the earth at will." ”

This is a serious matter, Hu Bugui condensed his divine consciousness into a line and probed into the space of the book on his wrist.

The space of the book on the ground was countless times larger than he had imagined, and there were bookshelves full of jade slips everywhere.

The shape and size of the bookshelf is similar to that of the Langya Stone Cave, and the storage capacity is amazing, I am afraid that the collection of books is not inferior to the former, or even surpassed.

On the outermost side was the jade rough that he had recovered from his previous trip to Nanyun, as well as a stack of image charms on which his old mobile phone was pressed.

Hu Bugui, who had a headache when he saw the books, searched around with his divine sense and found that there were no other items, so he asked with a little disappointment: "Old scholar, what about you, why are you hiding and not seeing me?"

"The little fairy is not an entity, but a machine spirit residing in the Book from the Ground, similar to an index. The fairy replied.

In this way, the immortals in the book should be regarded as the intelligent AI of the fairy world, with a certain ability to communicate and analyze knowledge, but not very emotional.

It's no wonder that the fairy grandfather in this book sometimes has a painful liver, and the advantage is that he is loyal and completely dedicated to protecting the master.

"The aura consumption of the Immortal Venerable Foundation actually used up thousands of Immortal Beads, which can be described as the most perfect foundation building. ”

Hu Bugui quickly remembered the most serious question, his eyebrows jumped, and he asked the Shushu Immortal in his mind almost like a roar: "How long did it take me to build the foundation?"

As a result, the answer of the immortal in the book made him fall into an ice cave: "It's true, it's exactly a hundred days, even the hours are almost the same, the immortal is really a genius in the sky, the little immortal has read all the books of the six realms, and he has only seen anyone who has entered the realm so quickly in his life......"

"Shut up!" Hu Bugui's surprise was not trivial, and he directly and rudely interrupted the chatter of the immortals in the book.

In the book, the immortal mentions a hundred days to build a foundation, and when he is lucky, he doesn't know the cold and summer, the sun and the moon, if it really takes a hundred days, Chen Xiaoshen can't contact him in the mortal world, she is so weak that she is anxious, how can she hold on?

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