In just a few breaths, Song Sheng was burned to ashes.

The temperature of the Dry Blue Purple Flame is extremely high, and even the lower grade spirit weapon can be melted, not to mention the body of the foundation building method cultivator.

The Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Recipe is the four major spiritual fires, and the Dry Blue Purple Flame is not the strongest.

If you are lucky enough to comprehend the four spiritual fires, your supernatural powers will skyrocket to an extremely exaggerated level.

However, in the previous life, the Thousand Dharma Sect had stood for thousands of years, and there had never been a monk who had mastered the four spiritual fires at the same time.

"It's better to leave as soon as possible."

Chen Ping beckoned to the ground, and the long purple needle flew into his sleeve.

After swallowing a few "Huiqi Pills" and repeatedly confirming that he had not missed any belongings, Chen Ping immediately stepped on the fire wheel and left here.

Although his mana was less than 10%, it was still effortless to cast low-level spells such as the Fire Wheel.

Half an hour later.

Not far from the horizon, a cluster of bright red reefs sparkles in the scorching sun.

"Wow"

The waves crashed against the reef, splashing a few feet high and sparkling white.

Chen Ping put down the spirit boat, stuffed more than a dozen lower grade spirit stones in the core of the formation, and then after choosing a direction, he activated the formation.

"Boom"

"Boom"

As soon as he sailed less than a mile from the shore, he heard a loud rumbling noise, which seemed to shake even the surface of the sea.

Chen Ping looked at the source of the movement, and there was an ice-silver mushroom cloud that exploded, and the aftermath was bursting, even if it was so far away, he could still sense the amazing destructive power slightly.

"The direction of Jinrui City."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and drove the spirit boat on.

It's time for this to come to an end.

Now, only building a foundation is the top priority in his heart.

Heaven and water meet, vast.

Along the way, Chen Ping paused and settled on a desert island when he encountered a desert island and recovered his mana.

If there is a prosperous island occupied by monks, they will retreat far away.

According to the map of the sea area, Chen Ping changed several directions one after another before selecting a sea area and sailing at great speed.

……

Two years later.

On a cliff as high as 100 feet, Chen Ping stood with his hands behind his back.

Not far below the cliffs, there is the vast sea.

This deserted island is more than 12,000 miles away from Jinrui City.

The island is not big, almost the same as Lantian Town.

In the sea map, there is not even a label for this island.

On weekdays, there are more than a hundred mortal fishermen living on the island.

Chen Ping opened up a cave on the edge of the cliff and arranged the Lonely Mountain Sword Peak Array.

The island is extremely lacking in natural aura.

Therefore, every few days, Chen Ping would refine a three-pattern Seven Treasure Great Returning Pill.

Coupled with the fact that he drank the eight pieces of bitter pineapple purchased from Jin Chen's high price, in the past two years, the mana in his body had advanced to the peak of qi cultivation, and there was no room for improvement.

Enjoying this rare lonely time, Chen Ping'an stretched his muscles and bones peacefully.

On his outstretched right hand, he wears two storage rings.

One is silver gray, and the other is yellow.

Each came from the two foundation-building monks who died at his hands.

Tao Tianqi and Song Sheng.

Song Sheng's net worth is even higher than he imagined.

The island master monk who sits on an island of resources is indeed not something that ordinary foundation builders can match.

Although this clear yellow ring is also a low-level storage ring, it contains a lot of cultivation resources.

There were forty-five thousand spirit stones alone, and the other items were worth more than 30,000 combined.

What he liked the most was the purple silver needle spirit weapon used by Song Sheng to sneak attack him, the purple light needle.

This treasure shook a plan to extinguish the flame finger, but it was only a big loss of inspiration, which shows that this needle is made of special material, and it is not inferior to the Fengling Sword.

Moreover, the purple light needle is also embedded with a piece of low-grade spirit forbidden, hidden forbidden.

Once the needle is hidden, only monks in the late stage of foundation building can barely sense its location.

However, the purple light needle is a natal spiritual weapon that Song Sheng cultivates day and night, and its power far surpasses that of ordinary medium-grade spiritual weapons.

If it falls into his hands, the power will be directly reduced by three percent.

After all, the natal magic weapon he pursued was the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword that could help him be at the same level in the Yuan Dan or even Jin Dan realm, not just a purple light needle.

"It's time to build the foundation."

When the last seabird returned to its nest, Chen Ping retracted his gaze and calmly returned to the cave.

Generally, there are two major levels for Qi cultivators to advance to foundation building.

One is how to compress the mana to the extreme of gaseous spiritual power into a liquid state.

The second is to find ways to expand the sea of divine consciousness to a radius of ten inches.

These two points, for Chen Ping, are really as easy as knocking sugar.

The restriction of the Divine Consciousness Pass, he has already broken it.

The power of the Divine Soul of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation is comparable to the middle stage of foundation building, and even if it is counted from the ancient times when the Immortal Dao was prosperous, it is estimated to be very rare.

As for the mana level, he cultivated the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Technique, which already had a twenty percent chance of breaking through.

Counting the blessings of the spiritual root and the experience of his previous life, Chen Ping felt that he was ninety percent sure.

The only fly in the ointment was that he was only forty years old, but because of the cultivation of the Demon Luo Forbidden Spell and the use of a Demon Luo Blood Explosion Technique, the actual age of this physical body was already over fifty years old, and the vitality in his body had seriously declined.

Ten percent of the chances of building a foundation, the missing achievement is here.

However, it is extremely rare to be 90% sure.

Even if you fail, there is nothing to regret, just recuperate for a few years and rush again.

Cultivating immortals is to go against the sky!

"Let's get started!"

Chen Ping sat on the futon for a long time, no longer restraining the spiritual power in his body.

In the next moment, the mana compressed to the limit suddenly rushed to all parts of his body, and a sharp pain struck, but Chen Ping only wrinkled the tip of his nose.

I saw that his expression was solemn, and he kept running his mana, bringing the spiritual power in the spiritual points and meridians to the dantian.

After a pillar of incense time, the spiritual power at the dantian began to condense and shrink little by little, and began to change from gaseous to liquid, and slowly condensed.

At this moment, the spiritual power was like a wild horse, violently colliding, and constantly bombarding the hundreds of spiritual points and large and small meridians on Chen Ping's body.

The essence of foundation building is to make the body stronger, so as to accommodate more and higher-level mana.

The mana on Chen Ping's body was constantly condensing, turning into drops of spiritual liquid containing terrifying power.

And these spiritual fluids entered the body, constantly bombarding the meridians on the body, making it more condensed.

Changing from gas to liquid is one such process.

When the spiritual liquid in the dantian poured into his body, Chen Ping took several Qibao Great Returning Pills one after another, and the medicinal power instantly turned into spiritual liquid, forming a perfect cycle in his body.

Time is ticking, one day, two days, three days......

Day 5!

"Boom"

With a roar in his mind, Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes.

The body was three feet above the ground without wind, and the whole person floated in mid-air, and then turned into a cyan light and rushed out of the cave, swimming towards the sky!

Flying in the sky, the monk of the foundation.

It has been seven years since the soul was snatched, and I will climb to the top again!