When Wang Changsheng returned to his residence, an uninvited guest was already waiting there.

"Senior Brother Murong," Wang Changsheng frowned when he saw the middle-aged man standing in front of his courtyard, but he still walked up and said hello, last time, Wang Changsheng called him Senior Uncle, this time, it was Senior Brother, he believed that the other party would definitely be able to understand the meaning of this.

Sure enough, hearing Wang Changsheng's title, the middle-aged man frowned, but soon returned to normal, he smiled at Wang Changsheng, and said, "Won't Senior Nephew Wang invite me to sit inside?"

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng frowned slightly, didn't this Senior Brother Murong discover the change in his title? But no matter what, the other party is also a foundation building cultivator, so it is not good to slack off.

Thinking about this, Wang Changsheng squeezed out a smile on his face, and said, "It's the junior brother who is rude, Senior Brother Murong invites in," Wang Changsheng smiled and introduced the middle-aged man into the courtyard and directly into the attic.

"Senior nephew Wang, your mansion is too simple, how can you entertain guests like this," the middle-aged man looked at the courtyard carefully, sat down on a chair, and said slowly.

"The junior brother is usually busy making talismans and cultivating, and he doesn't have time to take care of it, but it makes Senior Brother Murong smile, by the way, I don't know what Senior Brother Murong is looking for me," Wang Changsheng shook his head and asked in a changed tone.

"It's nothing, I heard that Senior Nephew Wang has entered the top ten of the Big Competition, I don't know how many senior nephews are ranked, say it, Senior Uncle is happy for you," Murong Fu said casually, as if he was talking about an insignificant trivial matter.

"Drag the blessing of the senior brother, the younger brother is the first place in this big competition, and he worships under the ancestor of our Xuanfu lineage Zhao Shi, he is a registered disciple of his old man, and he is a formal disciple if he succeeds in building the foundation," In the end, Wang Changsheng also had some pride on his face, there are so many disciples in the Qi refining period of the Taiqing Palace, there are only a handful of disciples who can be accepted as disciples by the monks of the Dan period, and he can worship under a monk of the Dan period, and he does have the capital to be proud.

"I remember that there is only one monk in the Xuanfu Dynasty surnamed Zhao, and it is Senior Brother Zhao Qingshan Zhao!" Murong Fu said with a narrowed look in his eyes when he heard this.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's face froze, this Senior Brother Murong, no, Senior Uncle Murong called the monk of the Yudan period Senior Brother, that is to say, he has a relationship with a certain Yuan Infant stage monk, he is either a disciple or a descendant, only in this way can he be commensurate with the same generation of the Jiedan period monk, no wonder Senior Uncle Murong ignored him before

called, it turned out that there was the support of the infant monk behind it.

Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng hurriedly squeezed out a smile and replied, "Exactly, the disciple was offended just now, and I ask Senior Uncle Murong not to blame." ”

"Well, I'm fine, don't blame those who don't know, by the way, Dabi's Tsukidan gave it down!"

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his brows furrowed, what did Uncle Murong mean by this, was he going to forcibly buy his Zhuji Dan? If this was the case, he would not sell the Zhuji Dan if he tried to offend this person, after all, it was about his own road to immortality.

"Don't worry, I don't want your Zhuji Dan, give me ten guts I don't dare to do this, let's make it clear!With the qualifications of my master and nephew, with the Zhuji Dan given by Dabi, plus the one you exchanged for contribution points, it is only two Zhuji Dan, are you sure that you can enter the Zhuji with two Zhuji Dan?" Murong Fu seemed to see what Wang Changsheng was thinking, and opened his mouth to explain.

"Uncle Shi said that he laughed, where did the disciple get the two Zhuji Dan?"

"You have been in the talisman hall for so many years, if you want to say that you haven't saved 60,000 contribution points, no one will believe it, don't worry, how many Zhuji Dan you have is your business, I won't take it by force, I came here today to make a deal with you, of course, the decision is in your hands," Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Deal? Please also ask Uncle Shi to make it clear. ”

"I can give you the Zhuji Dan in advance, you have to make a talisman for me, of course, you worship under Senior Brother Zhao, I still have to give this face, five years to three years, don't be in a hurry to refuse, to tell you the truth, the foundation building monks of this sect, except for a few people with extraordinary talents, most of them take more than two Zhuji Dan to build the foundation successfully, with your qualifications, you are sure that you will succeed in building the foundation by taking two Zhuji Dan? When impacting the foundation building period, if there is one more foundation building pill, the success rate of foundation building can also be improved, so do you want this foundation building pill," Murong Fu said word by word.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng was silent, indeed, as this Senior Uncle Murong said, if there is an extra foundation building pill, it will undoubtedly increase the probability of success in building some foundations, if the foundation building fails, he is only a registered disciple, and he will not be able to leave the sect, which is not what he wants to see.

After some careful consideration, Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "Okay, I agree to your conditions, but after the foundation is successfully built, I will go back to my hometown to visit my relatives, and I will help you draw the talisman seal after returning from visiting relatives." ”

"Hehe, I know that my nephew is a smart person, no problem, I will talk about the talisman making thing when you come back from visiting relatives," Murong Fu heard this, his face showed a touch of joy, took out a wooden box, and threw it to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng opened the wooden box, and after confirming that it was Tsukidan, he nodded and put the wooden box close to his body.

"Okay, it's not too early, I won't stay longer, I hope that my nephew will succeed in building the foundation," With that, Murong Fu got up and walked out of the attic and left Wang Changsheng's courtyard.

Walking out of the courtyard, Murong Fu glanced back at Wang Changsheng's residence, and muttered to himself: "Dabi first place, tsk, I hope you don't disappoint me," After speaking, he left the place quickly.

After Murong Fu left, Wang Changsheng replaced the formation in the house with a new mid-rank spirit stone, cleaned up the house, and then left the courtyard, and the imperial weapon flew in a certain direction.

Lingchi Mountain is a forbidden place in the Taiqing Palace, the aura of heaven and earth here is several times more than that of other places in the sect, it is a good place to practice secret arts or break through the realm, and usually only monks above the foundation building period can enter.

Wang Changsheng followed the map all the way, and after crossing more than 20 peaks of different heights, he landed halfway up a towering mountain.

Putting away the flying magic weapon, Wang Changsheng raised his feet and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Along the way, Wang Changsheng met several teams of patrol disciples, and they checked Wang Changsheng's identity, and after confirming that there was no problem, they let him go.

After the small half-pillar incense, a wide protruding platform appeared in front of Wang Changsheng's eyes, and majestic palaces were built on this platform.

Wang Changsheng's gaze fell on a palace where disciples wearing Taiqing Palace costumes entered and exited from time to time, and raised his feet and walked towards this hall.

At this time, there was a tide of people in the main hall, there were hundreds of people, and it was very lively, and there was already a long queue in front of several deacon-looking disciples.

Wang Changsheng's divine sense swept away, most of these people were Qi Refining Period disciples, many of whom he had seen before, among them, Wan Ming, the second place in Dabi, was also among them, obviously, these Qi Refining Period disciples were planning to use the spirit pool here to impact the foundation building period, Wang Changsheng thought that his speed was fast enough, but he didn't expect others to be faster than him.

"I don't know if there is still a spiritual pool, if I knew this was the case, it would be good to come early," Wang Changsheng thought so in his heart, he thought so in his heart, and he still honestly lined up behind a line.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng came to a short and fat man, who was a foundation building monk.

"The identity token also has the access token, the name of the cultivation exercise," the short and fat man said without raising his head.

"The disciple's cultivation is the 'Ruijin Jue)," Wang Changsheng said as he took out two tokens from his arms and handed them to the short and fat man.

"Hey, Wang Changsheng, the first place in Dabi," the short and fat man swiped Wang Changsheng's identity token on the silver disc in his hand, and a line of small characters appeared on the disc, and when he saw the content of the small characters clearly, he couldn't help but sigh lightly, and looked up at Wang Changsheng.

Although the short and fat man's voice was very small, it was still heard by many people, and when they learned that Wang Changsheng was the first place in the big competition, these people turned their eyes to Wang Changsheng, with a strong curiosity in their eyes.

"Qin Ming, take this Senior Brother Wang to the Fifty-One Golden Spirit Pool," the short and fat man returned the identity token to Wang Changsheng, and as for the pass token, he took it back, and ordered the pock-faced man behind him.

Wang Changsheng put away the identity token and followed the pock-faced man to a passage in the hall.

It didn't take long for the two of them to come to a stone room of more than ten square meters, and there was a teleportation array in it.

"The spirit pool is built underground, and it has to be teleported," the pock-faced man finished speaking, and took the lead in standing on the teleportation array.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng also stood on it.

The numb-faced man hit the formation with a magic decision, this magic array trembled slightly, and a dazzling golden light appeared, and after the golden light converged, Wang Changsheng and the others disappeared.

Wang Changsheng only felt that it was dark in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already in a stone room of more than ten zhang in size, and there were five passages around the stone room, and he didn't know where it led.

Wang Changsheng could feel the unusually rich metallic aura here, and before he could cast a spell, these rich metallic aura would automatically converge into his body, but fortunately, the number was not particularly large, and Wang Changsheng could still bear it.

The pock-faced man took Wang Changsheng and walked towards a passage, and finally stopped in front of a closed white stone door, which was inscribed with three large golden characters of "Fifty-One" and a rectangular groove on it.

The pock-faced man took out a square token and inserted it into the groove, and the white stone door opened automatically.

It is a circular building, the area is not large, there are more than ten zhang, there is a pool of the size of a zhang in the center of the room, which is covered with golden liquid, and there is a golden bed on the left side of the house.

"That is the Golden Spirit Pool, the metallic aura here is more than five times that of the outside world, it is best for the Qi refining period cultivators who practice metallic exercises to build a foundation here, this is the key to enter and exit this room, Uncle Shi put it away, if there is anything, pull the copper ring, and someone will deal with it," the pock-faced man handed the square token to Wang Changsheng, pointing to a golden ring next to the golden bed and said.

"I know, you go get busy!" Wang Changsheng nodded and motioned for the pock-faced man to leave.

The pock-faced man answered, turned and left.

Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, and a large amount of metallic aura quickly submerged into his body, he only felt that every meridian in his body was occupied by metallic aura, and the sea of qi in the dantian began to rotate even more subconsciously.

He didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly sat down and ran the thirteenth layer of the "Ruijin Jue" exercises, attracting the metallic aura that was surging in his body, and moved closer to the dantian.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"It's so rich, the golden aura of the fifty-one spirit pool is so rich, if it's the spirit pool in front of the fifty-one, wouldn't it be going to burst the body?" Wang Changchang exhaled and muttered to himself.

Although the golden aura here is strong, fortunately, it is still within the tolerance range of Wang Changsheng, but there is nothing to worry about.

Wang Changsheng didn't take the Zhuji Pill immediately, but took out a few jade slips and looked at them, these jade slips were the memories of the uncle who cultivated the "Ruijin Jue" when he built the foundation, maybe there was something for Wang Changsheng to learn from.

Seven days later, after reading the jade slip he brought, Wang Changsheng closed his eyes and recuperated, and after feeling that his mana, divine sense, and state of mind had reached their peak, he took out the wooden box containing the Zhuji Dan and put a Zhuji Dan into his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, turning into a huge heaven and earth aura and aura, rushing towards Wang Changsheng's internal organs, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ran the exercises to refine this heaven and earth aura.

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A year later, the white stone door opened, and Wang Changsheng walked out of it with a smile on his face.

Recalling this year's experience, Wang Changsheng's mood was very comfortable.

After taking the first Tsukidan, Wang Changsheng did not enter the foundation building period, but only improved his physique and drove out the impurities in his body, after he rested for more than two months, he took a Tsukidan again, but he still did not enter the foundation building period, fortunately, there was a third Tsukidan, after an interval of three months, he took the third Tsukidan, and successfully entered the foundation building period and became a foundation building monk.

Because of the one-year use time, Wang Changsheng did not rush out, but sat in the spiritual pool of the liquefied golden spiritual qi to meditate and cultivate, consolidating his cultivation.

After entering the foundation building period, Wang Changsheng also relieved himself to give Xiao Hei the inner pill of the second-level demon beast, and after taking the inner pill of this second-level demon beast, Xiao Hei fell into a deep sleep.

When Wang Changsheng felt that his mana was stable and could be retracted freely, he left this place.

After walking out of the palace, Wang Changsheng flew towards the ancestral hall.

According to the regulations, within one year of the success of the foundation building, you must go to the ancestral hall to register with the head of the family, and then you can enjoy the treatment of the foundation building monk.

Wang Changsheng, who had successfully built the foundation, had not yet subsided the excitement in his heart, and he just wanted to get things done well, so he left the sect and returned to his hometown to visit his relatives.

Wang Changsheng has been looking forward to this for a long time, counting it, he has been away from home for more than ten years, and he doesn't know how his father is? Is the family okay? He, homesick, very much.