Deep underground.

It was dim and empty, the fingers could not be reached, the cold and damp breath was surrounding, and the sound of rustling from nowhere made people feel numb in the scalp.

"I guess I escaped!"

Zhang Yuanhao sat cross-legged on the cold rock formation, his body hidden in the dark, only a pair of eyes were bright, but there was a faint hint of fatigue in them.

It is not easy to be chased by a person with extraordinary skills in the late stage of foundation building, especially since this person's combat power is also extremely good, so Zhang Yuanhao is almost cautious step by step, and he does not dare to make the slightest mistake.

"But luckily I got rid of him!"

Zhang Yuanhao still had a trace of fear on his face. If it weren't for the foundation building demon beast that happened to appear to stop Ling Yuan, Zhang Yuanhao would still be in the pursuit of the latter.

"Practice pranayama for one day, and leave here tomorrow......"

After making up his mind, Zhang Yuanhao laid some miniature magic circles around his body, then closed his eyes and began to regulate the body's meridians and even his soul.

......

The next day, in the northern part of the country of Hatoun, in a dense forest.

The ground was still damp after the rain, and many insects were crawling outside to get some fresh air. The vegetation is luxuriant, the dew drops, and the air is full of fragrant earthy smells.

Suddenly—

The originally calm ground swelled with yellow light, and then an indifferent man in black armor and carrying a long sword suddenly appeared from it, as if he had emerged out of thin air.

"It's worthy of the earth's supernatural powers, and the speed is much faster than my flying in the sky!"

The man said to himself, it was Zhang Yuanhao, who had been cultivating underground for a day. At this moment, his face was as usual, his momentum was hidden, and he had obviously returned to his peak state.

The spiritual sense spread, instantly spreading over the surrounding area of dozens of zhang, capturing the abnormal fluctuations and breath coming from all directions.

"Hmm...... There are monks fighting the Fa......"

Soon, Zhang Yuanhao caught a trace of fluctuations in the spiritual power of the Qi Cultivation Realm cultivators, and there was more than one, at least several people were fighting, which made the corners of Zhang Yuanhao's mouth show a smile.

Since he found the true use of luck in the Huangsha Cave Mansion, Zhang Yuanhao is now very concerned about the slightest bit of luck, if it weren't for his current identity as a righteous monk, and he is afraid that creating too many killings will cause him to be contaminated with too much karma, causing some unnecessary hatred and even causing karmic fire, he might have started killing a long time ago.

However, this kind of luck sent to the door from the wild can still make a profit occasionally!

With a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Yuanhao flew up and flew towards the place where the spiritual power fluctuated the most.

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you going to kill us all for the sake of a low-grade Yuan Root? We have lived together in the master for more than ten years, and we don't want to rob your Yuan Root at all......

A sad voice came, a handsome boy with a childish face was dressed in a Taoist robe, looking at his face was about eleven or twelve years old, but looking at his cultivation, he had actually reached the fourth level of qi training. At this moment, his face was dead and hopeless.

"Xiao Wu, this person is already mad, you run, we stop him, you go back and report to the master in the door, let them take action, and kill this unkind and unrighteous person!"

In front of Qingxiu Daotong, there were two sword-wielding men with wounds on their bodies, also wearing standard Dao robes, who were gritting their teeth and saying to Xiao Daotong.

In front of the three of them, there stood a tall priest with a cloak of hair, with narrow eyes, a hooked nose, a wide body, his hands spread out like the size of a fan, and his eyes were gloomy, but his eyes fluctuated a little when Xiao Daotong spoke, and his heart was obviously a little uneasy.

"Xiao Wu, do you know, maybe it's this lower grade spirit root that can change my qualifications and successfully build a foundation!" Gao Dao Dao Shi's eyes softened slightly when he looked at Dao Tong, and then quickly became cold.

"So, you're going to kill us...... mouth?"

The delicate little Taoist boy who was called Xiao Wu had a miserable face, and Qi Qiran asked.

The eyes of the tall priest with his cloak were a little evasive, and he did not answer directly, but changed his words and snorted: "Do you think those old things in the door are good goods, if I take this low-grade yuan root back, I will definitely be divided by them and there will be no hair left!"

Inferior Yuan Gen!

In mid-air, Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense clearly heard this word, which immediately made his heart move.

Sure enough, wealth is moving!

A year ago, it seemed that his second disciple also died because of a lower grade Yuan root, and today, he actually saw this scene with his own eyes.

"If it's the lower root, it will work for me......!"

A hint of joy flashed in Zhang Yuanhao's eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

The lower grade of the root, although it is only crowned as the lower grade, but it is a miracle medicine that can change the qualifications and seize the creation against the sky.

However, the lower grade Yuan Root has little effect on the monks above the foundation realm, because the latter has been transformed by the Dao Foundation, and the qualifications have been basically finalized, and it is difficult for the lower grade Yuan Root to change on this basis, but there is still a certain possibility.

This possibility is based on the pill.

If the lower grade Yuan Root is refined into a human-level nine-grade spirit pill, the lower grade Creation Pill, then the possibility of changing its qualifications will also greatly increase for the foundation building monks.

Moreover, there is another crazy idea in Zhang Yuanhao's mind.

That is to ripen the lower grade elemental root, I don't know if it is possible for the lower grade elemental root to become a medium-grade or even a high-grade elemental root under the accumulation of countless spirit stones.

If it is really possible, then it is not impossible for Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual root qualification to be upgraded to the top grade or even the best, and there is even a chance to spy on the legendary true spiritual root qualification.

True Spiritual Root, this is the qualification division of the ancient cultivation world in Dan Yuanzi's memory, ranking above the best spiritual root qualification.

Remove the false and keep the true, and get a glimpse of the first-line immortal base in the vast world, and the cultivation speed is ten times that of the best spiritual root, which is called the true spiritual root!

It can be said that as long as he has the qualification of the True Spirit Root, then this person does not have any heavenly moat to speak of all the way to the Yuanying Realm, and he can become a Yuanying Ancestor without the assistance of any elixir array, all it takes is time.

"Motogen, it's mine!"

Thinking like this, Zhang Yuanhao's eyes were full of greed. Looking at the few people facing the ground, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking and disdainful smile, and the next moment, the whole person was like a fireball, smashing towards the ground.

Boom –

With a loud bang, a ball of fire fell from the sky and smashed down in the center of the four people, and a deep pit of green smoke appeared. Among them, a cold figure in black armor slowly condensed into everyone's eyes.