"Boom..."

A distant thunderclap woke up the two who were meditating.

"What sound?"

Nangong Jun listened carefully and discerned the direction.

"Thunder Tribulation, someone is going to build a foundation. ”

Lian Fei just opened his eyes and looked at them, and then closed them indifferently.

"Could it have something to do with a thousand buckwheat?"

Nangong Jun frowned, it had been more than a month since Qianqiao disappeared, although he knew that the girl was safe with the master of the secret realm, he was still a little uneasy, after all, the secret realm would be closed soon.

"I don't know. ”

"Forget it, I'll see for myself!"

Seeing that Lian Fei still looked like he had nothing to do with himself, Nangong Jun got up and threw off his sleeves and left.

Not long after Nangong Jun left, Lian Fei opened his eyes, and for some reason the girl's smile flashed in his mind, he sighed helplessly, and also got up and walked out of the room.

*

Qian Qian was both surprised and excited at this time, she didn't expect that the conversation with Rongjing Ancestor would allow her to break through that barrier.

This is a foundation building without the help of any medicine, and if it is successful, it will be a perfect foundation, which will be of great benefit to the future path of cultivating immortals.

"Qianqiao, don't be in a hurry, you can succeed slowly. ”

Nalan Rongjing, who was standing in the distance, was also pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect that the junior of the Nalan family would have such a high level of understanding, he just mentioned a few words, and this kid could draw inferences from one another and understand it thoroughly.

However, while rejoicing, he also regretted that his remnant soul was about to dissipate, and he could no longer see the future of this child.

Thinking that he has been lonely for thousands of years, only Mo Yunjian is with him day and night, and he should be content to see the foundation of the little girl before leaving.

"Qianqiao, the road ahead, don't just move forward, remember every step under your feet, that is the cornerstone of your future..."

Nalan Rongjing used the last of his spiritual power to exert a protective barrier on top of Qianqiao's head, and his body slowly dissipated from bottom to top.

"Rongjing Ancestor, please accept a thousand buckwheat!"

Qian Qian bit her lower lip and knelt down to kowtow to Nalan Rongjing, and when she raised her head again, the old man in white robe was gone.

"Hum..."

The Mo Yun sword beside Qian Qiao flew out of the scabbard, and after a few circles in the air, it let out a sword roar, as if saying goodbye to the old man.

Qian Qian wiped away the tears in her eyes, took a deep breath, meditated cross-legged and began to mobilize the aura in the meridians, now is not the time to be sad, she can't waste the kindness of Rongjing Ancestor.

More and more aura from the outside world gathers around the girl, providing her with a steady stream of aura.

Qian Qiao mobilized her aura to impact the various acupoints in her body, and every time she collided, she brought unprecedented pain, but she didn't dare to stop, gritted her teeth and continued to impact, the first one passed, and then continued the second one, and so on, time passed minute by minute.

It took Qian Qian a full ten days to open all the meridians and acupoints around her body, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and began to enter the next stage.

First of all, let the aura circulate in the body for several big weeks, comb the aura in the meridians over and over again, and finally let it flow into the dantian, slowly condense and compress, until the first drop of spiritual liquid is formed, then the second drop, the third drop...

Qianqiao at this time is the most important process of building the foundation, turning gas into liquid, and then will experience the first marrow washing and hair removal in his life, completely cleansing his own filth, during this period the meridians are broadened, the volume of the dantian will also increase, and the feeling of pain into the bone marrow can only be understood by the person concerned.

The girl's skin slowly oozed a large amount of black filth, and it didn't finally stop until a day later, and before Qianqiao could clean up, thunderclouds began to condense above the courtyard, and the thunderstorm was coming.

"Boom..."

When Nangong Jun arrived, it was just when the first thunder fell.