Chapter 172 Farewell
"Boom..."

Thunder bursts from a distance woke up the two who were meditating.

"what sound?"

Nangong Jun listened carefully to identify the direction.

"Lei Jie, someone is going to build a foundation."

Lian Fei just opened his eyes for a look, then closed them indifferently.

"Could it be related to Qianqiao?"

Nangong Jun frowned. It had been more than a month since Qianqiao disappeared. Although he knew that the girl was safe with the owner of the secret realm, he was still a little worried. After all, the secret realm would be closed soon.

"I don't know."

"You! Forget it, I'll go and see myself!"

Seeing Lian Fei who still looked like he had nothing to do with him, Nangong Jun got up and shook his sleeves and left.

Not long after Nangong Jun left, Lian Fei opened his eyes, for some reason a girl's smile flashed in his mind, he sighed helplessly, got up and walked out of the room as well.

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Qianqiao was both surprised and excited at this moment, she did not expect that the conversation with ancestor Rong Jing would allow her to break through that barrier.

This is the foundation building without any medicine. If it succeeds, it will be a perfect foundation building, which will be of great benefit to the future road of cultivating immortals.

"Qianqiao, don't act too hastily, you can succeed only if you plan slowly."

Nalan Rongjing, who was standing in the distance, was also very pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that the juniors of the Nalan family would have such a high level of understanding. He just mentioned a few words, and this child could infer other things from one instance and understand them well.

However, while rejoicing, I also regret that my remnant soul is about to dissipate, and I will never see the future of this child again.

Thinking of him being lonely for thousands of years, only Mo Yunjian was with him day and night, and he should be content to see the little girl's foundation building before he left.

"Qianqiao, in the future, don't just focus on moving forward, remember every step you take, it is the cornerstone of your future..."

Nalan Rongjing used his last spiritual power to place a protective barrier on top of Qianqiao's head, and his body slowly dissipated from bottom to top.

"Ancestor Rongjing, please be respected by Qianqiao!"

Qianqiao bit her lower lip tightly, kowtowed to Nalan Rongjing on her knees, when she raised her head again, the old man in white robe was no longer there.

"Om..."

The Mo Yun sword next to Qianqiao flew out of the scabbard, and after a few rounds in the air, it let out a sword cry, as if saying goodbye to the old man.

Qianqiao wiped away the tears from her eyes, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged and began to mobilize the aura in her meridians. Now is not the time to be sad, she cannot waste the kindness of ancestor Rongjing.

More and more spiritual energy from the outside world gathered around the girl, providing her with a steady stream of spiritual energy.

Qian Qiao mobilized her spiritual energy to attack various acupoints in her body, and each impact brought unprecedented pain, but she dared not stop, she gritted her teeth and continued to impact, the first one was cleared, and then the second one, and so on, time by minute Seconds passed.

It took Qianqiao a full ten days to open all the meridians and acupoints in her body, slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and began to enter the next stage.

First let the aura circulate in the body for a few days, comb the aura in the meridians over and over again, and finally let it flow into the dantian, slowly condense and compress until the first drop of spiritual fluid is formed, then the second drop, and the third drop …

What Qianqiao is going through at this time is the most important process of building a foundation, turning gas into liquid, and then going through the first time in life to wash the marrow and cut the hair, to completely cleanse the filth of oneself. It will also grow, and only the person involved can understand the painful feeling.

A large amount of black filth slowly oozes out from the girl's skin, and it finally stops after a day. Before Qianqiao can clean it up, thunderclouds begin to gather above the yard, and the thunderstorm is coming.

"Boom..."

When Nangong Jun rushed over, it was just when the first thunder fell.

(End of this chapter)

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