Chapter Seventy-Seven: Building the Fund, Illusory Space

Xianmen Immortal Mansion is mostly located in the place where Zhong Lingyu is beautiful.

A mansion cultivates immortals, surrounded by mountains and rivers, not to mention the three major immortal gates around Shuntian Mansion?

Mingle Palace is located in the north of Shuntianfu, about 100 miles away from Longcang Mountain.

Spring in the north is supposed to come much later than in the Central Plains, not to mention the humid southern regions.

However, just when the surrounding trees have not yet budded, Longcang Mountain is already lush and green, and not only that, but the whole mountain can always emit a refreshing fragrance.

Like flowers, grass, and medicine.

In front of the mountain gate of Mingle Palace, there are patches of medicine fields, and the disciples of the disciples are carefully tended here all year round by the orders of the elders.

In addition to the spiritual materials cultivated by the Immortal Gate itself, there are many rare things on Longcang Mountain, which are difficult to conceive without the work of heaven-conquering creation.

This is also an important reason why Mingle Palace will stand here in the fairy gate.

Passing through the mountain gate, it is a mist, like a fairyland.

The fairy real person of the "Immortal Wind Dao Bone" meditates and refines qi, opens the furnace for alchemy, and refines magic weapons.

There are nearly 100 pills in the entire Mingle Palace, and there are no pills, but there are two kinds of pills, and none of the disciples can refine them!

Including the elders with the spirit realm!

Only Mingle Palace is in charge of teaching, and the only ancestor of the Yuanying Realm can refine it.

One is to build the fund pill, and the other is to concentrate on the golden pill!

The former is the pill necessary to break through the foundation building realm, and the latter is the only product that condenses the law of heaven and earth and forms a golden pill.

Hu Yangjian, the new deacon of Dengxian Pavilion, was called by the elder Xuanjiu Zhenren to return to Mingle Palace.

A Crystallization Realm cultivator with a talent, sitting opposite him was a Spirit Realm Elder with his arm turned into a seven-knot bone knife and his head like a snail.

In the face of such coercion, Hu Yangjian had a tremor from the depths of his soul all over his body.

"What realm is that Ice Attribute Heavenly Spirit Root in Chengxian Hall now?" Xuan Jiu's real eyes are like knives, and they seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

"Zhenren, you have already refined qi at the sixth level!"

Before Hu Yangjian returned to the Immortal Gate, he deliberately went to see the only Heavenly Spirit Root left in the Chengxian Hall.

Seeing that the other party's progress was so fast, I couldn't help but be secretly happy in my heart.

"Not bad."

Xuan Jiu Zhenren took out a porcelain bottle from his cuff, flicked his fingers, and landed in Hu Yangjian's hand accurately.

"This is the Zhujin Pill personally refined by the head of the sect, and the annual offering is limited, you can put it away for the time being, and when the girl named Duan Lin reaches the eighth layer of qi refining, you can hand it over to her."

"Yes!"

Hu Yangjian sighed secretly in his heart, he didn't expect that the matter of the Heavenly Spirit Root would actually alarm the Sect Master!

Mortals cultivate immortals, and it is easy to refine qi.

But if you want to build a foundation, it all depends on chance.

If there is no foundation building, it will be difficult to touch the edge of building the foundation in three and five years.

But once you get one, you will go all the way to the crystallization in the future!

Moreover, those who break through the realm with the Zhuji Pill are much stronger than the monks who naturally break through in terms of talent, cultivation speed, and future achievements.

Therefore, a Zhujin Pill with corresponding attributes can be sold in Xuanlongfang City, not to mention that it can be worth a hundred Xuanling coins!

"I heard that the other two Heavenly Spirit Roots are dead?" Xuan Jiu Zhenren suddenly asked.

"Yes, yes."

"You just have to remember that she's the one the head of the sect has a crush on!"

Hu Yangjian couldn't help but exhale, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "Disciple, remember!" ”

……

After a bout of vertigo, Feng Ping reappeared in the dark and damp environment.

In the distance, there was still the ancient demon who could only see the outline.

This time he entered, he had the feeling that the drought, which was comparable to a hill, was spitting out the fog around him. With each breath it takes, a large amount of xenomorph aura escapes outward.

And the closer you get to it, the richer the aura!

The giant drought is all over the body, and the aura is so thick that it has formed crystals!

Feng Ping silently recited the mantra in his heart and began to try to introduce these alien aura.

Soon, he felt a noticeable change.

After the aura entered his body, from the back of his hand, a little green light flashed.

But Feng Ping didn't care too much.

After all, this is only an illusory space, and even if it can eventually be mapped to the body of the real world, it will not be long before it will be filtered by the mimicry system, and the price paid will be waived.

Feng Ping continued to absorb the alien aura emitted by the Great Demon Drought Fish, even if his body was in a state of suspended animation, he could still clearly feel the changes in the sea of qi in his body, as well as that mysterious and mysterious touch!

In just two hours at most, he would be able to break through to the fifth layer of Qi refining!

The speed is much faster than the cultivation of the blood attribute Heavenly Spirit Root of "Blood Drink Solution"!

Between the swallows, a large amount of spiritual energy enters the body.

However, after about a stick of incense practice, Feng Ping discovered something that frightened him!

He's moving forward little by little!

It's not much, but he's really moving forward.

The next moment, Feng Ping stopped practicing.

He subconsciously took a step back, and in an instant, the world swirled, followed by a blank in his mind.

Host danger detected. 】

【……】

"Taboo!"

Feng Ping frowned, the action just now had already violated the taboo.

But after a brief period of vertigo, everything was back to normal.

He tried again and took a step back.

No response.

One step forward, still no response.

"Exempt?"

Guessing that it should be the system that exempted the taboo, Feng Ping looked left and right.

About thirty meters away, there was also a monk who was absorbing the aura of the alien species, and judging by his appearance, his face had begun to grow green hair.

Feng Ping hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over quietly.

However, when he reached a distance of less than two meters behind the other party, he stopped.

This position, at least for Feng Ping, is safe, and the other party will definitely not dare to violate the taboo and turn his head, or retreat!

In other words, he can't see his true face at all!

"This fellow Daoist?"

Gongsun Hui was frantically absorbing the aura around him, and suddenly the sound in his ears really startled him.

He stopped silently reciting the mantra and asked in horror:

"Who! Who's behind me! ”

Really!

It is possible to communicate!

Feng Ping was secretly happy in his heart.

I didn't expect that the illusory space created by the big demon drought can actually communicate!

"In the next session."

"What?"

"Dare to ask what you call a Taoist friend?" Feng Ping turned into a familiar person, and began to talk and say hello.

For him, what he lacks most now is not the exercises, nor the realm, but the common sense and knowledge of the immortal cultivation world!

Now, although he has become a monk, whether it is Chen Yonglin or Sun Wenlong, it is difficult for him to find out the news from these people.

Especially since he also wanted to know the true effect of the Divine Summoning Rune!

"Why am I telling you?"

Obviously, Gongsun Hui didn't want to have too much intersection with the monks of the illusory space!

He's just here to practice, not to make friends!

"Relying on parents at home and friends when going out, you and I are so fateful, after entering this place, it is only two meters before and after, this is fate!"