Chiyuan Pill is a kind of elixir that can assist fire-based monks in building foundations. Taking this pill to build the foundation, the success rate is only half of that of the foundation building pill, and after the foundation is built, due to the impurity of the true element, it can often only stay in the early stage of foundation building for a lifetime, and cannot advance an inch.

However, for a monk like Fa Rong with average qualifications and who didn't have the courage to go to the Scarlet Wasteland desperately, this elixir was also an option.

Foundation building monks, even those in the early stage of foundation building, in terms of mana and status, are not comparable to Qi cultivation monks. What's more, the life span can be doubled after the foundation is built. This is a temptation that no one can resist.

Chiyang grass is the main medicine for refining Chiyuan Dan. However, to refine the Chiyuan Pill, you have to get the Chiyang Grass that is more than 100 years old.

There is not much difference between the appearance of the hundred-year-old red sun grass and the ordinary red sun grass, but the color is slightly different, both are red, but the red red of the red grass that is more than 100 years old is more warm and vivid. If you don't have experience, it's easy to make mistakes.

Fa Rongding found a thousand-year-old red sun grass that was mistaken for an ordinary ten-year-old red sun grass among the spiritual materials handed over by the Guiyuan Temple.

But with a thousand years of Chiyang grass alone, it is obviously impossible to practice Chiyuan Dan. He was afraid that in order to get enough auxiliary medicine, he colluded with the grassland monks and betrayed the spiritual spring. Only the Prairie Monks dared to buy this spiritual spring water, which was regarded as forbidden by the six major factions.

After Xiao Ziyang returned the account books to Yuan Yangzi, he said goodbye and left.

Back in the bamboo building, Xiao Ziyang did not stop, he opened the tunnel and went down to the cave.

In the cave that day, if it weren't for Xiao Ziyang, he was attracted by the chaotic aura in the spiritual spring. With Xiao Ziyang's alertness and the flexibility of the spirit shield, how could Fa Rong's medium-grade half-hung invisible flying sword hide from his divine sense.

Xiao Ziyang came to the octagonal pool and probed his divine sense into the pool. As soon as his consciousness entered the water, a feeling like a baby returning to its mother's arms instantly shook his mind.

Xiao Ziyang was busy with the "Pure Heart Refining Divine Mantra" to stabilize his mind. He quietly realized, carefully observing the spring water in the pool with his divine sense.

He discovered that the reason why his divine consciousness felt like returning to his mother's arms was because the spring water in the pool contained a large amount of pure chaotic aura.

In fact, if a Wood Attribute Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivator was placed in a place where the Wood Spiritual Qi was very strong, he would also have this feeling. The spiritual root is not only present in the monk's body, but also in the monk's soul, and the divine consciousness is an extension of the soul.

After a while, Xiao Ziyang stretched out his hand and made a move, and a water arrow flew out of the pool, he opened his mouth and swallowed it, a feeling of extreme clarity went down his throat, and the thick chaotic aura stirred his whole body trembled. Just this sip of spring water topped him for half a day to meditate and practice qi. Even if you cultivate in the land of top-level spiritual veins, it is nothing more than that.

Xiao Ziyang felt a burst of excitement in his heart. What a surprise!

He meditates and practices qi here, and the efficiency is ten times that of the outside, and this place is the hub of the Moro Great Array, and he is not afraid that someone will knock on the formation, and he will not know about it, delaying things.

In the I Ching stage of the third re-practice of "Purple Jade Smoke", Xiao Ziyang is sure to practice it in one go. But he knew that the Daoist Master Sect was likely to have a new arrangement for the Guiyuan Temple, and he would send someone to come soon. Therefore, in addition to practicing qi, he just silently practiced the physical formation in his heart.

Three days later, a slight shock from the Moro Great Array woke Xiao Ziyang up. He quickly left the cave and came to the courtyard gate. Through the formation, he saw that in addition to the Yuanyang Guan Master who led the way, there were three monks outside the door.

The foundation-building monk among the three monks sensed Xiao Ziyang's gaze, and turned his hand to reveal the emerald green token unique to the disciples of the Daluo Sect's foundation-building period.

Xiao Ziyang's divine sense swept over, and after confirming the authenticity of the token, he hurriedly opened the formation and courtyard door.

"Disciple Xiao Ziyang has seen Uncle Shi, two senior brothers, I don't know the names of Uncle Shi and the two senior brothers?" Xiao Ziyang bowed.

The foundation building monk was about thirty years old, burly, a head taller than Xiao Ziyang, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, although he was wearing a Taoist robe, he had eyebrows and eyes, and his face was as bearded as a steel needle, looking more like a general than a monk.

He said to Xiao Ziyang: "Senior nephew Xiao doesn't have to be polite. My common surname is Zhao, you can call me Uncle Zhao. You exposed the traitor Fa Rong's crime this time, and saved a lot of losses for the master. The elders of the deacon's hall unanimously agreed to reward you greatly. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and handed Xiao Ziyang a storage bag.

Xiao Ziyang took it with both hands, swept his senses, and found that there were 1,000 Daluo merit cards and 10,000 spirit stones. He was busy thanking him, and he planned to transfer the contents of the storage bag into his own bag, so as to free up the storage bag and return it to the monk surnamed Zhao.

The monk surnamed Zhao saw Xiao Ziyang's plan. With a wave of his fan-like hand, he said: "This storage bag will be given to you, a low-grade storage bag, it's not worth anything." ”

Xiao Ziyang did not shirk, and after thanking him, he put the storage bag in his arms.

The monk surnamed Zhao seemed to be very satisfied with Xiao Ziyang's cheerfulness, he smiled, waved his hand and sent away the Chiyang Guan Master and his party, and took the lead towards the courtyard.

Coming to the bamboo building, the monk surnamed Zhao took care of himself, the big horse golden knife sat on the main seat, and Xiao Ziyang and the three of them stood with their hands down.

The monk surnamed Zhao looked at Xiao Ziyang and the three of them, his expression gradually became serious, and he said: "This time, the disciples guarding the Lingquan guarded and stole themselves, which made the Jindan elders very angry, and even alarmed the three Yuan Infant Patriarchs. After deliberation among the elders of the Deacon Hall, it was decided to increase the number of disciples guarding the Lingquan to three, reduce the period of custody to one year, and increase the reward for guarding Guiyuan Mountain by three times. ”

Speaking of this, the monk surnamed Zhao pointed to the other two and said to Xiao Ziyang: "These two are the disciples who received the deacon of Guiyuan Mountain this time. ”

The monk surnamed Zhao pointed to the monk who looked quite old, with gray hair and a short and fat stature, and introduced to Xiao Ziyang: "This Chu Jichang, although he is only an outer disciple, is already a cultivator who cultivates warmth. ”

He pointed to another young monk in his twenties with a baby face and said, "This is named Zhang Jiji, and he is a disciple of the inner sect of Qingluo Mountain. ”

Xiao Ziyang bowed to the two, and Chu Jichang hurriedly returned the salute, a bright smile instantly appeared on his chubby face, and his already small eyes were squeezed by the fat that was only a slit left.

Zhang Jicheng just bowed his hand to Xiao Ziyang, which was regarded as a return gift, and he looked very arrogant.

Xiao Ziyang smiled slightly, and did not take the completely different attitudes of the two to heart. With the presence of the foundation building monk, Xiao Ziyang did not dare to use the Qi Hope Technique indiscriminately, for fear of being seen through.

Even if he didn't use the Qi Hope Technique, Xiao Ziyang could guess the spiritual root qualifications of the two of them.

Chu Jichang's cultivation of cultivating temperature has not been accepted as an inner disciple, I am afraid that he is similar to that Fa Rong, and he has a spiritual root that can barely be included in the seven or eight grades and three attributes of the Daluo Sect. He can cultivate to the point of cultivation in his lifetime, and I am afraid that he is also very diligent in his cultivation on weekdays, and his heart towards the Tao is also quite firm.

That Zhang Jicheng should be a wood fire dual-attribute earth spirit root monk above the fifth grade. This kind of spiritual root cultivator is most suitable for alchemy.

It's no wonder that this Zhang Jicheng is so proud, and Xiao Ziyang, who is an inner monk, can't afford it. The alchemy technique of the Great Luo School not only dominates the Western Liang Kingdom, but also enjoys a high reputation in more than a dozen nearby countries. The inner disciples of the Daluo Sect Qingluo Mountain always feel that they are superior.