Sword Peak, Qilin Cliff.

In a cave, Sima Yuan solemnly contemplated, closed his eyes and sat quietly, and breathed softly.

After a few quarters of an hour, he slowly opened his eyes, and after looking inward, he saw that his cultivation was in full swing, as if he was at the peak of his prime.

He muttered to himself, "Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed." ”

His eyes were slightly constricted, but a trace of fiery color quietly condensed, and his irrepressible state of excitement almost broke his indifferent state of mind.

After a while, he exhaled deeply, closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were already clear and calm.

He patted the storage bag with a row of his hand, and a spiritual wood box wrapped in a talisman appeared in his palm, and six golden cold talismans sealed the wooden box on it, and a trace of cool danxiang entered the tip of his nose, and his whole body was shocked, like a drizzle of rain in the wood, and he was refreshed.

He suddenly found a storage bag, which was given by Lu Zhaoyang.

He flipped his hand, and it was a book.

Sima Yuan perked up and slowly spread out.

After reading carefully, Sima Yuan's face showed a look of sudden realization, and then he was relieved and confused, as if there was hesitation and hesitation.

It is recorded in the book that taking the Zhuji Pill is one of the three ways to achieve the foundation building, and its intention is to impact the spiritual power in the body with the power of abundant pills, and apply pressure to it with cultivation, so as to quickly make the spiritual energy abundant and rich, and take the opportunity to condense the liquid of the spiritual energy with a strong squeezing force.

When all the spiritual power in the body is converted into spiritual liquid, it can be refined and become the source of its own mana.

This new power is called Lingyuan!

And Sima Yuan, as a sword cultivator, not only has to condense the spirit element, but also has to turn all the sword qi in his body into the power of the sword yuan before he can step into the foundation building realm!

He gently rubbed the wooden box of the talisman in front of him, thoughtfully, in fact, Jian Yuan was not necessarily condensed at the same time as Ling Yuan, but if he gave up one side and walked forward on one foot, it would definitely make the foundation building realm unstable, so Sima Yuan decided to do it at the same time after thinking about it.

His breathing was calm, his eyes were flat, his breath was as steady as an abyss, and his mood was as calm as water, he gently tore off the sealing talisman on the wooden box and opened the wooden box.

Sima Yuan intuitively felt that his pores were dilated and his whole body was soft, and his hot gaze fell on a milky white dragon's eye sized mellow pill in the box, its color was crystal shining, and the smooth surface of the elixir seemed to have a trace of Ambilight flickering, and wisps of milky white pill light mist rose up.

Suddenly, a pure and rich fragrance of the ultimate elixir came to the nostrils, like light smoke entering the heart and lungs, like aura moisturizing the dantian, and a trace of comfort gushing from the blood flowed spontaneously.

Sima Yuan didn't dare to hesitate, immediately twisted the pill and put it on the tip of his tongue, a warm current went down his throat, straight to the five internal organs in his body, and reached the limbs and hundreds of remains, a terrifying force filled all parts of Sima Yuan's body, and there seemed to be a pale white cloud coming out of his nostrils between his breaths, his ears were white, and the lotion remained at the corners of his mouth.

His expression was solemn, his face was full of surprise, and he was attentive and tried his best to refine the power of the pill in his body.

At the same time, Sima Yuan's expression was resolute, and the imperial envoy poured the medicinal power into the dantian qi sea, and the squeezing force surged from all directions, suppressing the medicinal power of the Zhuji Dan in the dantian qi sea.

The medicinal power is soft and tame, and he was led by Sima Yuan to travel to all corners of the dantian, as if he wanted to be branded with the breath of a strong foundation.

Everything went according to plan.

Swallow the Tsukidan, refine the medicinal power, suppress the Dantian Qi Sea, and finally condense into liquid!

After many days of practice, Sima Yuan's spirit was lifted, and he used the spiritual power in his body to wrap the power of the pill and precipitate towards the dantian qi sea.

Sima Yuan's face suddenly turned pale, "Suppress !!"

Before the words fell, within the dantian and the sea of qi, the invisible squeezing force overwhelmed the power of the elixir.

In an instant, it was like thunder and lightning, and the sound of irritable roars permeated the entire dantian, and the force of resistance and struggle shook Sima Yuan to the point of coughing up blood, and his face turned red.

His face was red, his mouth was muffled, and his roar rang out from time to time, sometimes his eyes were agitated, sometimes he was relaxed, then his heart was pounding, and then he became gloomy and terrible.

His eyes were closed, his brows furrowed, and the look of worry on his face became more and more intense.

I don't know how long it has been, suddenly a thud exploded in Sima Yuan's body, and he popped violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his eyes opened open, full of unwillingness and regret.

His fists clenched and slammed to the ground, his eyes ready to breathe fire, and his breathing was heavy and rapid.

His lips trembled and he said, "Failed."

Today, Sima Yuan took the Zhuji Dan to impact the upper realm, and he was defeated.

His face showed regret, loss, and hesitation.

The uncertain face gradually showed a look of unwillingness and despair, his breath was disordered and sluggish, and there seemed to be evil qi and demonic obstacles in his momentum slowly condensed.

At the same time, a sign of going mad quietly appeared on Sima Yuan.

He's in danger!

Suddenly, a stream of coolness came from the storage bag, and then the Immortal Sword slowly handed out a wisp of cold sword qi.

Sima Yuan Huo Ran woke up, sweating profusely, afraid for a while, and there was still a look of joy in his eyes.

After half a ring, Sima Yuan took a deep breath and slowly put away the unwillingness and regret on his face.

He looked inwardly at the dantian, but saw that the remnants of the Zhuji Dan above the sea of qi were floating above, mixed with the spiritual power.

Sima Yuan frowned and pondered, just when he was condensing Lingyuan, his breath suddenly became manic, and the suppressive power in his body was caught off guard, and he failed to control the situation, which eventually led to failure.

At the same time, at the time of the suppression, Sima Yuan felt a sense of inadequacy, and it seemed that it was difficult to continue.

He pondered for a while before he realized that the aura in his body was simply not enough to condense the spirit element, and the accumulated foundation could not meet the needs of condensing the spirit element.

After closing his eyes for a long time, when he opened them again, his eyes were already clear and calm.

In addition to his face being slightly pale and his breath being a little sluggish, the power of the pills in his body was all in deficit, and this trip to build a foundation could be a failure.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, the time had come to this, no matter how unwilling he was, it was superfluous.

He pondered for a while, swallowed a few pills and sat for a long time.

Half a day later, he woke up again.

His eyes showed perseverance, since the spiritual power foundation had failed, if he wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible, he could only refine the sword qi in his body and condense the sword element.

His mind moved upward, all the way through the 'Shenque', 'Atrium' and other acupoints, until he reached the 'Purple Palace' on his forehead!

He meditates in his heart, and he can enter this hole!

In the cave, Sima Yuan breathed deeply, sat in a static cross-legged, there seemed to be sword light and aura swirling between the opening and closing of his eyebrows and eyes, and a powerful peak of qi refining power instantly dispersed, like a violent wind to fly the remnants of the branches and leaves, flying dust everywhere, and the smoke was everywhere.

Sima Yuan's mind passed to the talisman and the remnant sword of the Asking Immortals in the 'Purple Palace Acupoint', and with a whoosh, the remnant sword of the Asking Immortals that swept out of the body turned from virtual to real, flying and raging all around, drawing dozens of gaps in the hard and smooth cave wall, mottled and hideous.

Immediately, with Sima Yuan's mind under the imperial envoy, the fairy sword suddenly let out a sigh and fell in front of him.

Sima Yuan said softly, "Protect the Dharma for me."

Ask the fairy sword to tremble slightly, in response.

Sima Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and with a little effort, there was a whistling sound like a killing autumn wind sounding around him, and in an instant, his kung fu was as violent as a tornado, tearing everything around him to pieces.

The stumps and leaves turned into fine light feathers, and the dust and smoke were all crushed into powder, like smoke and fog, like a dream.

Suddenly, an incomparably powerful will spread out from Sima Yuan's body, gathering and summarizing the scattered sword qi and sword intent around him.

Suddenly, the sweat on Sima Yuan's forehead fell like raindrops, as big as bean beads, rolling endlessly.

He was short of breath, his teeth were clenched, his blood was filled, his green tendons bulged, and there seemed to be a trace of condensed willpower in the air suppressing all sword qi and sword intent.

I don't know how long it has been, after Sima Yuan's body trembled and trembled, he spoke,

"Give it to me, gather !!"

As soon as the words fell, the majestic sword qi in his body quickly returned to the purple palace acupoint in his mind, and all of them revolved around the talisman, like the stars and the moon, and it was more like an audience to worship and welcome the return of the ancestors.

There seemed to be joy between Sima Yuan's eyebrows, he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately burst into a shout,

"Sword Qi, Condensation!"

Before the words came out, his mind had already been guided by the power of the mind, and when he was surrounded by it, Huo Ran made a move and suppressed it together.

Recruiting Ran, a violent shock and resistance force entered Sima Yuan's mind, and he spat out a mouthful of ink-like soul blood, and his ruddy face suddenly turned extremely white.

However, his eyes were still not open, and his face was spasmed with pain, but there was no response.

At the same time, from time to time, he heard a muffled snort and a moan that penetrated into the bone marrow, and there were scattered sword qi around him and fled out of his body.

Sima Yuan didn't care about it, and was determined to condense the sword qi that fell into the hub.

Failing to step into the foundation building, if he condenses the sword yuan and then sinks into the sand, he will not be able to move an inch in the sect in the future!

Therefore, this condensation of the sword element will inevitably go and never return, and if it is not successful, it will become a benevolent.

At this moment, Sima Yuan's mind was like hundreds of manic powers in the Purple Palace Acupoint, constantly knocking on the door and slamming the door, knocking the already shaky Purple Palace Acupoint to the verge of collapse.

From the outside, Sima Yuan's eyebrows protruded, and from time to time there were dense pouches of needles bulging, and they were knocked and knocked away, and so on, and he never got tired of it.

At the same time, as each small bag was smashed back to reduce the swelling, his face turned pale a little, and the scarlet blood within the seven orifices was only a wisp at first, then dripping like a bead, and finally there was a gurgling trend.

If this continues, even if Sima Yuan condenses the Sword Yuan, he will definitely bleed to death.

When he was on the verge of death, Sima Yuan subconsciously slapped the storage bag, and an ancient mirror fell into his hand.

He wiped the soul blood on his face and smeared it on the ancient mirror, and at the same time stuffed the Lingyuan stone that had been prepared into the ancient mirror.

Suddenly, the blood flow trend slowed slightly, and there seemed to be a faint spiritual light flickering on the ancient mirror, and Sima Yuan suddenly felt a stream of essence spiritual power enter his body.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately his face turned fierce, and the condensation speed in his mind suddenly accelerated.

"!! Refining

The manic sword qi raged again, and the pain was still several times greater than before.

Sima Yuan simply devoted himself to refining Jian Yuan completely.

And so on, suppressed, compressed, condensed, compressed, and condensed again.

I don't know how long it has been, the howling wind outside the cave has changed round after round, like more than a dozen days and nights, and it seems like ten months and months.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan intuitively felt that his body sank, as if a drop of crystal liquid slowly slipped into the Purple Palace Acupoint.

The liquid is light and transparent, the breath is sharp and powerful, and the power is huge and intimidating.

This is Jian Yuan!

Sima Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, his face trembled slightly, his breathing was a little short, and the excited look between his eyebrows quietly disappeared.

After exhilarating a little effort, he suppressed his excitement, exhaled slowly, and fell into the condensation of the sword yuan again.

At the same time, he also continued to absorb the huge sword intent in the talisman given by the ancestor, and after the tempering of the Immortal Sword, it was fused into the sword element.

Time is like an arrow, it must pass in a flash, and half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Not to mention the Zixiao Sect, there was a tree stump within a single sword peak that shook the sect.

If the disciples of Sword Peak meet the enemy of the main peak of the sword pond and the sword cliff 'by chance', the enemy will naturally be very angry when they meet, and they will immediately fly the sword and sweep it, you come and go, and the fight will be a defeat for both sides.

This incident was like a spark, thrown into the powder kegs of the two holy places of Sword Peak, and it actually triggered a siege and group battle of nearly 100 disciples, killing and injuring more than a dozen people.

The sect immediately set off a monstrous wave, and the disciples of Zhufeng were in an uproar, and some accused the disciples of the main peak of bullying and being arrogant and unreasonable, and they all bullied them to their families.

These words are mean and ruthless, almost pointing directly at the one in the main hall of Zixiao, which makes people think about it and be extremely frightened.

Of course, there are also words that raise their heads vigorously and reprimand, Jian Feng is already rude first, and his ruthless attacks over the years have damaged yin virtue and caused public anger before being hated.

All kinds of accusations, ridicule, ridicule and mockery came to the face, and there was no shortage of people who directly aimed at the heads of the two camps, and the others were the culprits.

However, this kind of awe-inspiring rebellious words were naturally drowned in the anger of the crowd, especially after some of the people who shouted the most were inexplicably taken away by the black-robed disciples of the Law Enforcement Palace, some people immediately fell silent and stopped talking nonsense.

In the post-incident investigation of the two peaks, the perpetrators were severely punished, and the absurd reasons for the dispute between the Taoist couples were given before the matter was settled.

The two sides remained silent.

In the next few days, I don't know if the aftermath caused by this incident has not disappeared or it has been premeditated, several new elder seats on Zixiao Peak have been inexplicably added, and several inconspicuous sect elders have been 'invited' out of Zixiao Peak and placed in the auxiliary peak to recuperate.

The entire Zixiao Sect was filled with a treacherous atmosphere, and many people were trembling, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

Some people can't help but sigh secretly, in this world, they are also seeing flowers in the fog, and they can't figure out the southeast, northwest, and northwest.

It wasn't until more than half a year later that under the Qilin Cliff of Sword Peak, in a cave, a terrifying momentum slowly rose.

As soon as this momentum appeared, it caused the hearts of the Sword Peak disciples such as Sword Pool, Sword Cliff and Sword Shrine to throb.

Nearly three thousand sword cultivators raised their heads in unison and looked up at the sword peak.

Thirty miles to the southeast of the Sword Pavilion, a sky-high sword momentum rose up, and the powerful power emitted by the majestic sword intent made many monks in the late stage of Qi refining change their colors and their hearts beat in shock.

Hundreds of mid-stage Qi Refining were even more shocked, and those who existed in the early stage of Qi Refining were even more unbearable, and everyone looked pale, as if they were terrifying things.

Suddenly, someone screamed, fell to the ground unconscious, covered his face and twitched, blood and tears seemed to fall from the corners of his eyes, as if his eyes were injured by sword qi.

At this time, in the major directions of the Sword Peak, several grand planes rose into the air together, protecting many disciples, and at the same time, a loud voice resounded around the Sword Cliff and the Sword Pool.

"This is the scene of my Sword Peak disciple Sword Yuan condensing the great achievement, you can try your best to observe, it will be of great benefit to sword cultivation in the future!"

Not to mention the uncertain faces of those main peak disciples, the people of Sword Peak looked excited and shouted mighty.

On this day, Sima Yuan Jianyuan was condensed, and his strength reached a higher level!

Comparable to the existence of the foundation!