In the dead ruins, in the canyon where the sun did not see the light of day, there was a loud sound like the thunder of drums and drums.

A figure sat on the altar in the middle of the canyon, his breath was like thunder, and a thick aura vortex shrouded him, it was Lu Feng.

It's been half a month since the last battle. In the past half a month, Lu Feng has been healing here.

On that day, although Lu Feng finally fought to the death of the black-robed man, his soul was also not lightly injured.

After a long time, Lu Feng opened his eyes and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes flashed, and the injuries in his body finally fully recovered.

Lu Feng immediately looked at the altar under his feet and showed a strange light, this altar had some help in recovering from his injuries for some reason, and faintly, the cultivation that had not been advanced for a long time was a little loose.

Lu Feng immediately decided to retreat here for a period of time, and now that he has the Zhuji Dan in hand, it is time to try to break through the Zhuji Dan.

It is said that after the black-robed man died, the entire corpse turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated. All that was left was a tattered black robe and a storage bag.

There was nothing in the storage bag except for the scattered hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, and Lu Feng was secretly surprised. I guessed in my heart that it should be used as collateral for taking pictures of all the 10,000-year spiritual liquid.

Lu Feng didn't know that this black-robed man was originally a soul body, possessed by white bones, and all he cultivated was some divine soul techniques, and there was no trace of aura in his body, so he naturally couldn't use magic weapons, and the things in the elixir and the things obtained from killing people were all replaced by him with spirit stones.

As soon as Lu Feng raised his hands, several small flags and a large number of magic circle materials immediately flew out of the storage bag.

Lu Feng took out a jade slip and groaned for a moment, his hands began to dance, only to see that his hand speed was getting faster and faster, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, and at the same time, the materials on the side were successively placed by Lu Feng at the mouth of the canyon a hundred zhang away.

After a long time, Lu Feng stopped his hands, his face turned slightly pale, obviously this deduction was quite consuming to Lu Feng's mind.

Looking at the rough "formation" he put out, Lu Feng smiled slightly bitterly, this is the lowest level defensive formation, and it can barely be used as a reminder right now.

There was a flying sword lying quietly on his knees, and if someone broke in, he would be hit head-on by the flying sword.

Lu Feng closed his eyes and began to recover to his best state.

Seven days later, Lu Feng opened his eyes, and his whole aura had reached its peak. slapped the storage bag on his waist fiercely, and a golden light flew out and was pinched by Lu Feng, but he did not hesitate to put it in his mouth.

It was the Tsukidan that Lu Feng had worked so hard to find.

Tsukidan melted in his mouth, and a warm current flowed down his throat into his abdomen, and a stream of powerful spiritual power erupted in his body. Lu Feng's heart tightened, and he began to absorb the spiritual power in the pill with all his strength.

Half a day later, Lu Feng opened his eyes again, revealing a look of regret.

For half a day, the foundation building finally failed.

Lu Feng showed his unwillingness, and once again took out two Tsukidan pills from the storage bag and raised his head and swallowed them.

"Boom", a stream of powerful spiritual power erupted in the body.

"Not enough, still not enough!" Lu Feng sighed in his heart, and put the remaining two Tsukidans in his mouth.

For a while, the aura in Lu Feng's body was like a river overturning the sea, Lu Feng ran the "Ancient Demon Technique" with all his might, the surging aura was gradually swallowed up, and a huge aura vortex appeared outside the body.

Lu Feng's face was a little ugly, and after taking five Zhuji Pills, there was still no movement in the dantian in his body.

After the dantian was reshaped, Lu Feng guessed that it was not easy to build a foundation, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

It seems that it is not a good thing that this dantian is too strong, Lu Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

At present, we can only find more foundation building pills to hope for stepping into the foundation building realm, even if we use pills, we must pile them up! Lu Feng was ruthless in his heart.

Lu Feng pressed to endure the fluctuations in his heart. It seems that the promotion and foundation building can only be put aside first.

With a flash of fluorescence, a half-broken jade slip appeared in Lu Feng's hand, which was the "Spiritual Technique Manual".

Time flies, and three months have passed.

At noon on this day, a sword light flew out of the canyon at a high speed, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Lu Feng stepped on the flying sword, the scenery under his feet passed quickly, the white clouds were fluttering, the breeze was light, and he was in a much better mood for a while.

In this retreat, although he did not break through to the foundation building period, Lu Feng's aura was more refined. I think it's not much different from the beginner monk who built the foundation.

At this time, the aura in Lu Feng's dantian turned into a dense mist, and if it went further, it could turn into a liquid and break through to the foundation building period in one fell swoop.

The biggest difference between the gas refining period and the foundation building period is that one is gaseous and the other is liquid.

When it reaches the stage of knotting, the spiritual power in the body will condense into a golden pill, causing a qualitative change, far surpassing that of the foundation building monks.

As for the Yuan Infant Stage, the fusion of spirit and soul has far exceeded the realm of Yudan, not to mention the transformation of gods, the gap between immortals and mortals is like a world of difference.

Therefore, the strength level of the cultivation realm is particularly strict, and few monks can defeat the strong with the weak head-on, unless there is a particularly powerful magic weapon or means.

In the cultivation realm, the strong are respected, this is a law that cannot be beaten by iron for countless years, and it has always been remembered by cultivators.

A day later.

Lu Feng landed on a hill and frowned.

Not far ahead was the Aotian Sect, but now there were bursts of shouts and cheers from the Aotian Sect, which made Lu Feng a little confused.

With a slight groan, Lu Feng continued to fly forward.

Shading Peak is the second largest peak of the Aotian Sect in addition to the main peak.

The whole peak is extremely high in elevation, stretching for more than 100 miles, because it covers the sky and the sun, so it is named the shading peak.

At this time, there is a huge square in the sunshade peak, and the voices are boiling, and as far as the eye can see, there are no less than 10,000 monks in the audience!

There was a huge ring in the middle of the square, and the two of them were fighting fiercely, and cheers were heard from time to time from the audience.

Lu Feng had already heard the sound and came here at this time, and he was secretly looking at it in the crowd.

After some inquiry, Lu Feng learned that this was a unique exchange meeting of the three factions of the Four Seas Country.

It is said that it is an exchange conference, but it is just to show off the strength of each sect.

Lu Feng's gaze swept to the high platform.

This high platform can only be qualified to climb above the foundation building period, and the disciples of the qi refining stage can only stand under the stage like Lu Feng.

The closest to Lu Feng was Aotian Sect, and on the stage, Aotian Sect Leader Aotian Xing was sitting at the highest place, and there were two figures sitting quietly on the side.

One is the Sect Master of the Royal Beast Sect that Lu Feng met in the first battle outside the city, and the other is also a woman wearing a blood-red cheongsam, covering her face with a light veil, a slender figure, and her eyebrows and eyes are looking forward to life.

Could it be that she is the mysterious Blood Sect Master? Lu Feng was puzzled, and then shook his head.

Sweeping towards the stage again, there were many elder disciples standing behind the sect master of the Aotian Sect, and looking around, Lu Feng only knew the second senior brother Zhang Pengfei and the junior sister Yi Huanhuan.

"Hmph", a strong killing intent suddenly appeared in Lu Feng's heart.

"Blood"!

Lu Feng gritted his teeth and stared at the two on the stage.