The remnant sun is like blood, staining half of the sky.

Time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the distant sky faintly revealed the phantom of a round of bright crescent moons.

Although the crescent moon is bent, the moonlight tonight is still a little bit more, and it has not really reached the time when the annual crescent moon is like a hook.

It is estimated that in a few days, we will be able to truly usher in the tides of heaven and earth.

Even so, the aura on the shore of Moon Lake is much more abundant than before.

There were more figures on the shore of the Moon Lake, and there were even a few rainbow lights hovering in the air, obviously all of them were monks on the foundation.

The immortal road is long, and the monks who can reach the foundation building realm are much less than imagined.

Even in the Baiyun Sword Sect, there are more than seven hundred disciples, and there are only dozens of foundation building cultivators.

A rainbow light fell from the sky and landed on the shore of the Moon Lake.

The light dissipated, but it showed a middle-aged figure wearing a seven-star robe.

When a disciple of the White Cloud Sword Sect saw this, he immediately got up and stepped forward to say respectfully.

"The disciple has seen Elder Hu."

Elder Hu nodded slightly, then looked up at the sky slightly.

A breeze blew and blew up one of the sleeves.

Thundered.

There was a roar from the sky, bringing up gusts of wind.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds shrouded by the remnant sun, as if torn apart by an object, suddenly dissipated, revealing a scene inside.

A huge cloud boat emerged from the sky and slowly descended towards the ground.

Immediately afterward, about a hundred and ten figures jumped down from the cloud boat.

Most of these figures were in a trance, looking at the scene in front of them at the moment, and even vomited on the side.

Most of these are monks in the Qi refining period of the sect, and they have not really set foot in the sky to fly in this life, and they naturally can't stand it when they suddenly take a cloud boat.

After everyone finished breathing, Elder Hu spoke with a majestic face.

"The reason why I brought you here is because of the tides that will prevail in this place three days later."

"Most of you are still in the realm of refining qi, and you must grasp this opportunity more, the image of the tide is the vision of heaven and earth, and when the time comes, not only will the aura be dozens of times more prosperous than usual, but in the records of the sect, there are even more outstanding people who have watched the tide at night, and once they had an epiphany, they even broke through several realms."

"This opportunity is only once a year, I hope you cherish it, after all, this is an opportunity that many cultivators don't have."

As he spoke, Elder Hu glanced around the lakeside.

There are many foreign cultivators who only feel a moment of confusion in their minds, but when they wake up, they are already hundreds of meters away from the lakeside.

The blessed land of the White Cloud Sword Sect, how can it allow others to cultivate?

It's not a careful eye, it's a rule.

Elder Hu beckoned, summoned a disciple who had been in Moon Lake, and asked.

"What's going on with Moon Lake these days?"

The disciple who was questioned immediately replied.

"Today's formation on the surface of the lake is a little abnormal."

"What anomaly?"

The disciple thought about it and said without hesitation.

"Today, a rainbow light fell into the lake, and the disciple suspected that the rainbow light was ...... inside."

Before he finished speaking, Elder Hu suddenly crossed the other party's side and rushed straight towards the lake.

There was a faint sound of water flowing.

Immediately after, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the lake, and the lake water suddenly rolled up with the whirlpool.

"What's going on!"

Elder Hu held the identity token in his hand and wanted to go under the lake to find out, but immediately, his face turned gloomy.

The formation on the surface of this lake denied its own entry.

There are still a few days before the tides of heaven and earth, so where does the whirlpool on the lake come from?

Whirlpools come from the bottom of the lake.

In the cave at the bottom of the lake, Ye Wuwu's eyes were closed, but his breath was becoming more and more unstable.

In front of him, there were several more white jade vials.

The pills that can be eaten have basically been exhausted.

But the foundation spirit platform in the body still shows no signs of stopping.

Ye Wuwu's foundation building spirit platform is different from others.

On his altar, there are inexplicable five petals.

The brief calm of Fang Cai was only the condensation of the first petals.

And now, it's the second petal.

"How is this possible!"

Ye Wuwu suddenly opened his eyes and let out a shout.

Building a foundation, even if it is the so-called Heavenly Dao foundation, it can't consume so much spiritual power!

The spiritual power absorbed by the condensation and formation of the first petal is already equivalent to the previous Ye Wuwu, and the foundation has been built more than seven times.

I spent a lot of spiritual power that was more than the number of tunnels to build, and I thought it was over, but I never thought that this was just the beginning.

Right now, the second petal is only half condensed, and he doesn't have any more pills that he can take.

And then there are the third, fourth, and fifth lobes......

These spiritual powers, if you give yourself another ten years, will definitely not be able to do it.

The spiritual power in the body has been exhausted, but the spiritual platform is still frantically absorbing spiritual power.

The spiritual platform that is not under his control is completely different from the ordinary foundation building.

Ye Wuwu wanted to stop the Lingtai, but he tried dozens of times and finally gave up the idea.

"Good, good, good."

Ye Wuwu's eyelids suddenly flushed with a hint of redness at this moment, followed by the nose, the corners of the mouth, and the ears.

Combined with his somewhat evil and awe-inspiring face, Ye Wuwu's appearance at this moment is really like a demon sect.

But because his own spiritual power was not enough to absorb, his seven orifices were flooded with red blood.

Consciousness gradually became a little blurred, Ye Wuwu shook his head, but he gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Lingtai, you and I are one, because I build the foundation."

"If I die, you'll break down with it!"

"You want spiritual power, there is so much spiritual power between heaven and earth, won't you take it yourself?"

There was no response.

Because the Lingtai is inherently lifeless, it was born because Ye Wuwu built a foundation, how can it communicate with people?

But what was extremely strange was that after Ye Wuwu said these words, the speed at which the second petal extracted spiritual power suddenly slowed down.

Really stopped?

Ye Wuwu's eyes froze, and then he exhaled a breath of turbid air very slowly.

There are drops of water swirling around you.

Ye Wuwu's eyes widened.

With himself as the center, the silent bottom of the lake suddenly changed a little.

Droplets of water form a curtain around it, wrapping it in it.

Ye Wuwu only felt full of pressure for a while.

It's real pressure.

Hydraulic?

No, not water pressure.

It's spiritual pressure.

The spiritual platform in the body, for some reason, actually stirred the entire lake at this moment.

It draws spiritual energy from the lake, and then with almost no transformation, it becomes spiritual power and absorbs it into the petals of the flower.

Moon Lake is originally a blessed place in the sect, and the lake is full of aura.

A waterspout runs from the surface of the lake to the bottom of the lake, and finally surrounds Ye Wuwu's body.

No longer draws spiritual power from Ye Wuwu's body.

But he was speechless at the moment.

The entire Moon Lake, I don't know how many years of spiritual power has been stored, at this moment, with this waterspout, it turned into a thick spiritual pressure and poured out.