Shen Feng waved his hand to Shi Fei'er and continued

"Let's find a place to build the foundation."

After saying that, they found a hidden cave nearby and hid it, and after Shen Feng and the three of them looked at each other, they began to meditate cross-legged, and then restored their cultivation to their peak state before building the foundation.

After a stick of incense, Shen Feng and the three of them began to swallow the things that built the foundation one after another.

When Shen Feng swallowed the Golden Spirit Grass, it turned into a tide and poured into Shen Feng's heart and dantian.

In an instant, it attacked towards Shen Feng's rock-like aura, and cracks began to appear in the rock aura, and a trace of aura emanated from it.

Shen Feng's whole body was already wet with sweat, because the power that hit the heart and dantian was far greater than the pain of attacking the physical body.

If Shen Feng experienced the assessment of the god of death before, then this time he experienced purgatory-like torture.

Shen Feng's cultivation also began to degrade from the ninth layer of condensation to the first layer of condensation, and the boy also instilled the knowledge of the foundation building process for Shen Feng, the so-called foundation building, is to lay a good foundation, and lay a good foundation for the future knot, Yuan Ying, and the gods.

Only when the foundation is firmly laid, then the path of cultivation will be more stable.

If you want to build a foundation, then you have to start from scratch, that is, you have to abolish all the cultivation you have cultivated before, and then start cultivating again.

Depending on each person's physique, the foundation building at the same stage will be different.

Some people are able to bear the pain, so they wait to descend to the first level of condensation, and then start cultivating, so that the foundation will be stronger, but some people can't bear the pain, and they can't hold on to it when they reach the third or fifth layer of condensation.

Then their foundation will be inferior to those who have descended to the level of condensation and started cultivating, and there will also be a gap in strength.

As the cultivation increases, the gap between the strengths will become more obvious.

And this is only the first stage of foundation building, after surviving the first stage, we still have to bear the pain of the second stage, that is, we need to bear the pain of 'building'.

The so-called tempering can be made into steel, this is the truth, the foundation is built, then it is necessary to hammer and hammer on this to build the cornerstone.

The final shape is a pyramid, and it needs to be cast in a total of nine layers. At this time, there will be a gap again, and some people will not be able to bear the pain of forging and stop at the fifth or sixth layer.

Then the strength at this time will be inferior to that of the monk who has completely cast the nine-story pyramid, and with the increase of cultivation, the gap between the strengths will be more obvious.

At this time, Shen Feng's pain was still in the first stage, and he was already sweating like rain, but he was still gritting his teeth and persevering.

Shi Fei'er and Ziyun on the side were also suffering the same pain, and what they were showing now was obviously physical exhaustion.

In fact, compared to them, Shen Feng suffered more than that, because he suffered both Xintian and Dantian.

If this situation is placed on others, it is estimated that they will have to choose to give up when they bear the fifth layer of condensation.

But Shen Feng had already stubbornly advanced to the collapse of the fourth layer of condensation, and due to the great pain he was bearing, the flesh on his body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the time of a stick of incense had passed, Shen Feng had already reached the collapse of the third layer of condensation, and at this time he had become a skinny bone, which made people feel that they were about to disperse.

But what kind of person is Shen Feng, he has endured the pain of the abolition of the dantian since he was a child, and then experienced the double test of thunder and fire, which is why he has come to this day.

Shen Feng is now holding on with a sigh of relief, his current consciousness has appeared in a blurred state, and he is now almost unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

The collapse of the third layer of condensation qi has gone through a stick of incense, but Shen Feng feels as if it has gone through a hundred years.

The next moment was the collapse of the second layer of condensation, Shen Feng's white hair began to fall out slowly, and his teeth began to loosen, falling one by one, if there was one word to describe Shen Feng's state, it was the living dead.

Just as the second layer of condensation collapsed halfway, Shen Feng's hanging breath exhaled, and his consciousness completely dissipated.

As Shen Feng's consciousness dissipated, the collapse of the second layer of condensation qi gradually began to stop, and when it finally stopped, it was about to enter the second stage.

In the darkness of Shen Feng's consciousness, he saw a picture, here were all his memories.

In his childhood, he lost his parents, had no playmates, played alone, his dantian was abolished, and he couldn't cultivate, and when he finally one day he could cultivate, he was chased and killed by the strong.

He told himself countless times that he wanted to be strong, but at this moment he suddenly woke up, and the picture presented in front of him was so unfamiliar.

He was lying on a small bed, in a room he had never seen before, when a middle-aged woman came over with a dish

"Xiaofeng, it's time to eat."

Shen Feng asked curiously

"Who are you?"

The woman glanced at him and said

"I'm naughty again, isn't it, I'm your aunt, don't you know each other? But also, you kowtowed last time, and you may have had a temporary amnesia. ”

Shen Feng covered his head and thought about it for a long time without being impressed, he said something self-deprecatingly

"It turns out that my cultivation of immortals is just a dream."

He looked at the strange woman in front of him, although he didn't know it, but the woman's concerned words warmed him.

At this time, there were many children as old as him who came to play with him, and Shen Feng saw that he was surrounded by a group of children, and he was indescribably happy.

"Maybe that's my life."

Shen Feng has gradually faded from his intention to practice, he began to live his own happy life, every day he is happy and carefree, but he always feels that he lacks something in his heart.

He began to search for what he was missing, but could not find any clues.

The middle-aged woman saw that Shen Feng was in a depressed mood, so she stepped forward and said

"Xiaofeng, look how round the moon is in the sky."

Shen Feng stared at the moon in the sky, and he kept muttering in his mouth

"Moon, moon, moon, blood moon!"

The moment he said the name, his world began to crumble, and all his former playmates shouted at him frantically

"Shen Feng, don't go, stay, there is everything you want here."

Shen Feng said gloomily

"Everything? Then why is there only a lack of the blood moon, can't I meet the blood moon in the dream realm, if all this is specially arranged by someone, then I don't need it! My path I will walk on my own! ”

With his frantic screams, the world he was in began to crumble, and he returned to his body, intense pain that stimulated every inch of his nerves.