In the midst of all things.

The momentum around Nangong Chan gradually climbed to a critical point.

And in the sky above the entire dense forest, an invisible aura vortex had gathered, churning violently.

Well!?

Huang Wudao's brows furrowed slightly.

Immediately, his expression tightened, and he shouted, "It's time to take Tsukidan!"

Nangong Chan's body trembled, and she subconsciously wiped it on her waist, and there was a shining pill in her hand.

The storage bag hanging from her waist was naturally a gift from the wilderness, but the one she had obtained from Li Chungang before.

I saw Nangong Chanyu's lips slightly opened, and swallowed Zhuji Dan in one gulp.

Immediately afterwards, the medicinal power of the Zhuji Dan quickly dissolved, moved all over the body, and merged into the dantian.

Because of the experience of failing to build a foundation for the first time, Nangong Chan began to refine this spiritual power with ease.

The movement is really not small, I hope there will be no extraneous branches!

Sensing the violent aura fluctuations, Huang Wudao couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

It stands to reason that if you build a foundation in the medium space, it should be the safest way, and it will definitely not cause such a big movement.

However, because Nangong Chan's first foundation building was carried out in the Qiankun Ring, and it ended in failure.

Therefore, Huang Wudao had carefully considered afterwards whether the Qiankun Ring's own attribute of blocking the aura of heaven and earth was one of the factors that caused Nangong Chan to fail in building the foundation.

After all, the things of cultivation are inexplicable, and some differences and variables may play a key role in guiding the way.

Therefore, for the sake of insurance, Huang Wudao will take Nangong Chan to this place to build the foundation.

However, as the saying goes, it is in the people who plan things, and it is in the sky to achieve things, he has already done what he should do, and the rest can only depend on whether Nangong Chan has this fate.

As the effect of Tsukidan took effect, the vision above the dense forest became more and more pronounced.

The center of the aura vortex.

Nangong Chan's eyes were closed, her face was pale, and the expression on her face gradually distorted.

The clothes on her body were windless and automatic, rustling, and her delicate body was curled up in a ball, constantly swinging.

A large amount of heaven and earth aura was introduced into the body, and it raged wildly in the acupoints, and the pain caused was unbearable for ordinary people.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Nangong Chan's eyes widened, and a piercing scream came out of her mouth, piercing the clouds and startling a group of birds and beasts.

Not good!

Desolate and undaoly, he suddenly secretly said badly.

He sensed that the momentum around Nangong Chan's body had begun to decline, and at the same time, the aura vortex that had been triggered also fluctuated, and there were faint signs of collapse.

This is clearly a sign of the imminent failure of the foundation!

Depend on!

Obviously, he was only close to breaking through, could it be that he really had to give up all his efforts?

At the last moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Huang Wudao's mind, and a bold idea was born.

The current situation did not allow for hesitation, he dodged, went straight through the barrier of the aura vortex, and swept behind Nangong Chan.

Then he used his spiritual power, condensed it in his palm, and slapped it on Nangong Chan's back with one palm.

"Boom!"

The majestic spiritual power instantly poured into Nangong Chan's body, colliding with her own spiritual power.

In an instant, a huge shock wave quickly spread out from where the two of them were.

Immediately, a violent wind swept through an area of several hundred meters, stirring up dust and dust in the sky.

After a long time.

The dust slowly cleared, revealing the scene within.

The old god of the desolate path stood in place, barely affected except for his hair being a little scattered by the strong wind.

At his feet was Nangong Chan, who was slumped to the ground, her clothes soaked with sweat, clinging to her delicate body, outlining attractive lines.

At the same time, the surface of her skin oozed dripping blood, mixed with a large amount of dark dirt, faintly exuding a pungent fishy smell.

The oozing blood beads should be caused by the bursting of blood vessels on the surface of the body, and the dark dirt is naturally the impurities in the body that are discharged after the foundation is built.

"Thank you for your help!"

After a while, Nangong Chan, who had relieved herself, barely supported her body and stood up.

To say that this Nangong Chan does have some perseverance, after experiencing great pain, she can recover so quickly.

It seems that when she was able to cultivate to the seventh level of qi refining, it was not simply by luck, but also by her own persistence and hard work.

"There's no need to thank you, you and I just take what we need!" said with a blank expression, "There is a mountain spring a mile north of this place, you go and clean it first, and then I have some things to discuss with you in detail." ”

Nangong Chan hadn't had time to take care of the dirt on her body, but when she said this, she really felt uncomfortable and tight.

Coupled with the pungent fishy smell, it is really indescribably disgusting.

This is absolutely intolerable for women who love cleanliness.

"Then please wait for the juniors for a while!"

Nangong Chan bowed, and then walked in the direction of the stream.

After a meal.

"Coming back?"

He stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the starry sky, and there was no joy or anger in his tone.

"The younger generation listens to the teachings of the seniors!"

At this time, Nangong Chan changed into a light purple light gauze palace skirt, her black hair was scattered, Tingting was curling, and her temperament was unworldly.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, it adds a bit of softness, and there is no slightly frivolous charm when the city of Minzhou was first seen.

Probably because of the effect of washing the marrow and cutting the bones after the foundation was built, Nangong Chan, who was already twenty-seven, seemed to be several years younger.

"It seems that the pure and beautiful style is more suitable for you, but it is much more flirtatious and charming than when I first saw you in Kaizhou City!"

Huang Wudao turned his head, glanced at Nangong Chan, and praised it lightly.

"The seniors praised it falsely, and the juniors were terrified!" Nangong Chan said softly.

"Compared with Nangong Daoyou, your appearance and appearance, I actually appreciate your scheming city government more. ”

Wild Paths paced slowly, a mysterious smile on his face.

Hearing this, Nangong Chan's body trembled slightly, and horror flashed in her eyes.

"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be destroyed!, don't be so nervous!" came to her and patted her on the shoulder.

"Since Nangong Daoyou can disguise himself and commit himself to Xu and not sparing Daoyou, naturally he can also pretend to grovel to Zai, everything is excusable!"

"The seniors spare their lives! The juniors have no two hearts, and the seniors are invited to learn from them!"

Nangong Chan was so frightened that her body softened, she fell to her knees with a pop, kowtowed her head vigorously, and after a while, her forehead was bloody and blurry.

Looking at Nangong Chan's tearful appearance, Huang Wudao suddenly felt as if he was becoming more and more insidious.

However, he did not show any abnormality on his face, but gently bent down to help the former, and comforted:

"Nangong Daoyou doesn't have to be like this, the way to seek immortals is already difficult and dangerous, and it is understandable to play some conspiracy methods!"

Nangong Chan stood up in fear, bowed her head tightly, and didn't dare to look at the ridiculous face.