On the top of Zizhu Mountain, there was a vast and quiet Zizhu Cold Pool, and there were only Lin Feng and the other four people, even if there was an occasional beast roar, they were blocked by the four spiritual sea monks whose breath was as thick as a mountain. The Purple Bamboo Cold Pool exuded an icy mist, curling and steaming, and every wisp of spiritual power mist contained pure spiritual power, which was absorbed into the body by Lin Feng and the four of them.

Three days later, Wan Zitong was the first to open her eyes, her wonderful figure was wrapped in a cold aura, shrouded in a mist, and the spiritual power was surging in her body, and she could feel that she had a Dao base condensation, and the brilliance was incomparably bright.

Wan Zitong stood up, the spiritual power mist surged towards her, the green Luo skirt, wrapped in cold spiritual power, the skin was snow-white, the jade neck was slender, like a fairy who was not contaminated with the world, at this time, there was a slight sound in her body, her body shook, and she seemed to have more and more temperament, and the breath was far beyond before.

"Have you cast a Dao foundation?" Lin Feng opened his eyes, there was softness in his eyes, he could feel the changes in Wan Zitong's body, and that aura was undoubtedly a little thicker than before.

Although the Qi Induction Monk can also be called a monk, he is still in the mortal stage, but the foundation building is different, the foundation building is already a real step on the road of cultivating immortals, the foundation building monk has lived for two hundred years, and has been able to use the spiritual power of the simple imperial body to release the spiritual power, although Lin Feng can also carry a large amount of spiritual power directly using the Split Cloud Yan Stick, but at that time, because of Lin Feng's physique, the secret techniques and techniques learned were all extraordinary.

If an ordinary monk wants to release his spiritual power, the spiritual power of the imperial object needs to achieve the foundation cultivation, and if he wants to go further, he needs to fly to the heavens and the earth, and he needs the spiritual sea monk to be able to do it. The spiritual power in the spiritual sea monk's body is like a sea, incomparably thick and extended.

Wan Zitong heard Lin Feng's voice, his eyes were filled with joy, and he said with a smile: "Casting the ground grade Dao Ji!"

"It's not bad!" Hearing Wan Zitong's words, Lin Feng's eyes lit up and he said sincerely. His father Lin Tian, as the Lin family's god of war, is only a medium Dao foundation for casting, but even so, he can not be weaker than several monks of the same level. Wan Zitong casts a high-grade Dao foundation, I am afraid that he can be regarded as a genius.

As long as you cultivate steadily, you will definitely be able to enter the Spirit Sea, and if you have an opportunity, even if you open up a Dao Palace, you will have a great opportunity to be a great cultivator.

"Thank you so much this time!" Wan Zitong had a smile on his face, his skin was snow-white, and his temperament was even more glamorous at this time.

"It's okay! Wanbao Pavilion is kind to me, if this matter is not as good as in case, there is no need to thank you!" For Wan Zitong's thanks, Lin Feng smiled and waved his hand, and said softly.

"Is that all?" Hearing Lin Feng's words, Wan Zitong's face darkened and he muttered.

"What?" Hearing Wan Zitong's murmur, Lin Feng asked with some confusion.

"It's okay, Long Yan seems to have cast a Dao foundation too?" Wan Zitong's pretty face flushed, looking at Long Yan, who was originally sitting cross-legged, standing up at this time, his posture was burly, his eyes were blazing, and the momentum that permeated his body was even stronger than Wan Zitong.

"Long Yan, what grade of Dao foundation have you cast?" Wan Zitong couldn't help but ask when he saw that the spiritual power permeated Long Yan's body was a little stronger than his own.

Lin Feng looked at Long Yan, Lin Feng was also a little curious about what grade of Dao foundation Long Yan cast, although Long Yan's permeated spiritual power at this time was extremely dignified and thick, far beyond the ordinary foundation building monks, but there was still a lot of distance from the legendary perfect Dao foundation.

"I'm casting an earth-grade Dao base!" Long Yan looked at the two of them, his words were simple and clear, but the information made Lin Feng and the others a little shocked, although the earth-grade Dao base was not as perfect as the perfect Dao base, but it was also extremely close, ten parts of spiritual power could be retained nine copies, and the exercises that Long Yan learned for the city lord's mansion and the young mansion master were naturally not ordinary, and with the help of the earth-grade grade Dao base, he would definitely be able to enter the spiritual sea, and the Linghai monk had a lifespan of hundreds of years, and with Long Yan's talent, he was almost certain to be able to enter the Dao Palace.

"Thank you!" Long Yan's words were simple and clear, with a deep sense of gratitude to Lin Feng, for his qualifications Long Yan is aware, if there is no Lin Feng to help cast the earth-grade Dao Foundation, it will be the sky, how can he cast the earth-grade Dao base like now.

The higher the quality of the cast Dao Foundation, the greater the potential for cultivation in the future, and the higher the Dao Foundation of Longyan Casting Ground Grade, his future achievements will definitely surpass that of his father Long Xuan.

"It's okay, since the two of you have successfully forged your own Dao Foundation, then I am also going to prepare to cast your own Dao Foundation?" Lin Feng had a smile on his face, he sat down at this moment, closed his eyes and sank his mind, his hand knotted a strange handprint, there was a whirlpool rotating wildly, and a stream of spiritual power was centered on Lin Feng, rushing towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's speed of absorbing spiritual power shocked Long Yan and the others, Lin Feng's absorption of spiritual power before was not Lin Feng's limit, this time Lin Feng's speed of absorbing spiritual power was like a whale sucking, and the spiritual power mist shrouded in the Zizhu Cold Pool quickly became thin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hua Ming was originally still running the exercises to absorb spiritual power, but at this time, he was shocked by Lin Feng, he could still absorb wisps of spiritual power mist, and at this time, all of them rushed towards Lin Feng, feeling that his spiritual power at this time was only able to cast a medium-grade Dao base, and it was even comparable to the level of a medium-grade Dao base.

In Lin Feng's body, the spiritual power was viscous like magma, and there was a Dao base condensation in the abdomen, which was incomparably condensed, with a brilliant spirit pattern flashing with streamers. The crimson golden spiritual power poured into it, making this square Dao base as if it was cast of red gold, with spiritual fire steaming and flickering on it, and the most shocking thing was that there was no gap in this Dao base, and no trace of spiritual power escaped from the spiritual power poured into it.

If the Heavenly Dao is flawed, nothing can be perfect, but at this moment, Lin Feng's Dao Foundation is actually perfect, and he can retain a lot of spiritual power. In the sky above the Zizhu Cold Pool, the originally clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and there were thunder snakes swimming.

Lin Feng stood up, a middle-grade sixth-order Split Cloud Yan stick appeared in his hand, there was a glint in his eyes, he looked up at the thunder snake above the sky, there was a kind of unyielding, Lin Feng's long stick seemed to be roaring silently.

"It turned out to be a heavenly thunder?" Long Yan and Wan Zitong were far away from Lin Feng's location at this time, under the operation of the Heavenly Dao, it was impossible to cultivate immortals perfectly, if they wanted to cast a perfect Dao Foundation, then they needed to bear the baptism of the Heavenly Thunder, but the Heavenly Might, even if it was just the Heavenly Thunder of the Dao Foundation, even the Linghai Cultivator did not dare to resist.

It seemed to be provoked by Lin Feng, the thunder snake in the sky slashed down angrily, and a silver lightning bolt pierced the sky, slashing directly towards Lin Feng with a tearing sound.

Although this silver lightning bolt was only the thickness of a thumb, it was mighty in the sky, and this blow was not weaker than the full force of the Linghai Cultivator. The spiritual power in Lin Feng's body surged, as thick as magma, pouring into the Split Cloud Yan Stick, and the fifty-four spiritual patterns flickered, and the brilliance was abnormal.

Lin Feng swung out a stick, like a long stick of flames, extremely thick, tearing open the air and striking with the silver lightning.

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