"Building the foundation."

With the word Zhuji in his mouth, He Song felt his own strength, and his heart was also excited.

According to the current progress of his cultivation.

The foundation was built almost in the past ten years.

Seemingly.

It's also time to find more Tsukidan for yourself.

Such a thought flashed in his mind, He Song sighed, and his face suddenly became a little helpless.

Tsukidan, hard to find!

The only Tsukidan in his hand now was obtained by inadvertently inserting willows.

Moreover, since he crossed over, for such a long time, he had never heard of Tsukidan appearing anywhere.

Arguably.

Before joining the Houtu Sect, He Songdu only knew about the existence of Tsukidan, but he didn't know if it would appear.

Don't say it's an ordinary pill shop.

Even if it's an auction.

He Song had never seen Tsukidan.

But.

It was also when He Song thought in his heart how he could get more Tsukidan.

The transmission note that he placed beside him lit up slightly at this moment.

Transmission notes, when placed in a storage bag, cannot receive information.

For this reason, the vast majority of monks usually only carry the transmission notes in their storage bags when they are in danger or when they are in retreat, and in normal times, they hang them around their waists or keep them beside them.

He Song practiced in the Houtu Sect, and the transmission note was naturally placed by him.

At this moment, there was a change in the transmission note, and He Song could naturally find it at the first time.

Pick up the note next to you.

He Song opened it.

Suddenly, he saw a thin piece of paper inside the transmission note.

The tissue paper was covered with handwriting.

"He Daoyou, I have been practicing for several years, and it is only today that I have finally cultivated to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation."

"Counting the time, it is already seven out of fifty, and there are only more than two years left before sixty."

"It is urgent to break through and build a foundation."

"If you have leisure, you can come to the courtyard to talk about it."

"Wei Fan."

After reading the handwriting on the paper, He Song casually put the paper into the storage bag, and his brows furrowed.

Just over two years left until the age of sixty?

Only?

More than two years?

More than two years, I'm afraid it's enough for Wei Fan to have a few more sons, right?

For such a long time, the message to himself is so urgent.

Why?

After thinking about it for a while, He Song's eyes lit up.

Could it be said.

The color in He Song's eyes suddenly flashed.

There was no longer any doubt about what Wei Fan said on the paper.

Tsukidan.

It can improve the success rate of foundation building.

At the same time, it can also allow the monks who failed to break through the foundation building and were seriously injured to fully recover within two years and have another chance to build the foundation again.

At this time, Wei Fan was already fifty-seven, and in a little more than two years, he would reach the age of sixty.

In other words, Wei Fan wanted to take advantage of this time window to take Tsukidan to try to break through Tsuki.

If it is.

That's it.

If it fails.

Then, if he tries to break through the foundation after serving Tsukidan, he will get another chance to build the foundation in two years.

Two years later, Wei Fan was fifty-nine years old, and there was only a little time left before he was sixty.

However, this little time is enough for him to try to build a foundation again.

In this way, Wei Fan has two chances to break through the foundation.

After thinking about this, He Song suddenly had a bottom in his heart.

"It seems that the probability of Brother Wei breaking through the foundation building is much higher than that of Lao Meng, and even the opportunity to try to build the foundation is one more time."

However, this method is also something that a monk like Wei Fan, who has a Tsukidan and is not too old, can try it.

If you are over fifty-eight years old when you are cultivating to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation.

Or if there is no Zhuji Dan, only the Vein Protection Pill, you can't get two chances to break through the foundation building.

Pulse Guarding Pill, although it can save the life of the monk.

But it will take 10 years to recover.

This time, too long.

So long that most monks can't afford to wait that long.

Only He Song, with an endless lifespan, can think of a way to use the Pulse Protector to continuously try to build a foundation, and finally build a successful foundation.

Rise.

Close the formation.

He Song opened the courtyard door and went straight towards Wei Fan's small courtyard.

As soon as he arrived outside Wei Fan's courtyard, He Song saw the door of the courtyard in front of him suddenly open.

Wei Fan's hearty laughter followed.

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to Daoist friends for breaking through the eighth layer of Qi training."

As the laughter came, He Song also walked into the small courtyard and waved his hand in reply.

"Where, where, I have to congratulate Brother Wei on cultivating to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, and from now on the foundation can be built."

After replying, He Song took a few steps forward and soon sat down beside Wei Fan.

When Wei Fan began to pour tea for himself, He Song spoke again.

"Brother Wei, can you be sure of building the foundation this time?"

In the small circle of the three, Meng Guan was the first to build the foundation and succeeded.

Wei Fan has also cultivated to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, and I am afraid that after some time, it will be time to start building the foundation.

But I just don't know if Wei Fan is sure.

He Song's cultivation is now no more than the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, and there is still some time before the foundation is built.

There's no hurry.

"How can you be sure, do your best, just obey the destiny of heaven."

Facing He Song's inquiry, Wei Fan shook his head, and he was not sure in his heart.

After all, ever since he had broken through to the seventh level of Qi cultivation, he knew that there would always come a time when he would try to build a foundation on his own.

But people are not as good as heaven.

Just as he was slowly moving towards building the foundation step by step.

Meng Guan's appearance pulled him hard and pushed his foundation building a big step forward.

Now, even Zhukidan is ready.

But.

Building a foundation is easier said than done.

Even though he had prepared so much, Wei Fan still didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Therefore, when he heard He Song's inquiry, he would say that he would obey the destiny of heaven to the fullest.

On the side, seeing Wei Fan's response, He Song didn't ask anything more.

I just sighed in my heart and talked about other things.

For example, Meng Guan, who is still in retreat.

For example, various things in the Houtu Sect.

For example, two years ago, I went to Qingyuan Immortal City and thanked Qingyue Zhenren in person.

For example, I went back to Zhushan Xianfang and walked through the streets there.

Like what

Facing his friend who was about to try to build a foundation, He Song could only use this to calm his heart, so that he would not fall short because of these reasons.

As for the rest.

He Song couldn't help either.

So.

A few days later.

Wei Fan said goodbye to He Song, stepped into the quiet room in his small courtyard alone, and began to try to break through the foundation.

And He Song.

is still guarding Wei Fan's small courtyard in case of accidents.

Although he is in the Houtu Sect, he doesn't have to worry about any danger.

But, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens.

Having a trusted friend to protect the Dharma can still make Wei Fan feel more at ease.

(End of chapter)