Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 103 The Dark Night Comes, Plotting the Golden Elixir

After refining the corpse, Feng Ping entered the space of swallowing the moon to practice. As expected, the monk named Gongsun Hui did not appear at all.

The opponent's purpose is also obvious.

I just don't want to meet him!

Feng Ping absorbed the strange spiritual energy for nearly three hours, and retreated when it was dark.

After two days of practice and corpse refining, the injuries in his body have basically recovered, which shows how overbearing such a practice is.

Of course, treating people like corpses is naturally not so particular.

Nowadays, the consumption of Feng Ping's internal organs can be said to be reduced to the extreme, and he can't consume too much vitality at all.

After getting out of bed, he lit a candle.

Opening the door, Duan Lin, who was diagonally opposite, rushed out as soon as there was any movement like a watchdog.

"what's up?"

"Go out and walk around."

"no!"

Feng Ping frowned: "Then you go and find Daoist Gu for me. Due to the taboo of my exercises, I can only stay in the house at other times except at night or cloudy. Why? You want to restrict my freedom? "

A trace of displeasure flashed across Duan Lin's cold face, but she soon let go.

The so-called not being able to go out was added by herself, and Gu Shunchang did not ask for it.

She just thought it would save herself some trouble.

"You go! You can't walk around."

Feng Ping no longer looked at this cold girl.

The other party went from being enthusiastic and caring at the beginning, to actively pouring chicken soup later, and now to being cold and ruthless.

In just over three months, it can be said that my temperament has changed drastically.

If he hadn't known her before, Feng Ping would never have believed that she would have changed so much!

It seems that being parasitized by insects will really damage the brain!
After closing the door, Feng Ping walked along the corridor to the end.

The moon is hanging high outside, and the moonlight is beautiful.

Because of practicing the Walking Corpse Technique, at this moment he actually felt like he was bathing and wandering in the warm sun.

Feng Ping stood in the courtyard, looked up at the last quarter moon in the sky, and unconsciously breathed out the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Duan Lin followed behind him, watching from a distance a humanoid monster covered in green hair and whose face had already changed beyond recognition, hesitating at the moon.

That kind of scene, most people are afraid to panic when they see it!
Only those monks with firm minds are indifferent to this.

After a long time, Feng Ping recovered from the immersion.

At the end of the corridor, Duan Lin was still standing there, and there was one more person beside her.

"Little friend's realm has improved very quickly." Gu Shunchang praised and criticized secretly. This kind of practice at the cost of life and future seems to improve rapidly, but there are traps everywhere!
"Yes, in a few days you will be able to refine the second level of Qi!" Feng Ping replied indifferently.

"Lin'er, how long did it take you to break through from the first level of Qi Refining to the second level of Qi Refining?"

"Less than seven days."

Duan Lin looked at Feng Ping in the courtyard from a distance, still looking cold.

"This fellow Daoist Niu, I'm afraid I'm going to catch up with you."

As Gu Shunchang said, he stroked his beard and laughed.

"It's okay!"

"Do you still want to hang around, little friend? How about I accompany you?"

Feng Ping shook his head, "No need, I just wanted to come out to get a few breaths of fresh air after being locked up for two days, so I don't dare bother the Taoist priest."

With that said, he walked towards the corridor.

"Then go back home and have a good rest."

"Thank you, Daoist, for your concern."

Feng Ping passed the two of them and returned to his own room.

After the door was closed, Gu Shunchang looked at his disciple, and said, "Don't worry about him, this person will not be long if he embarks on this path!"

"I don't care." Duan Lin said coldly.

However, even if she was expressionless, she couldn't hide it from the other party's eyes.

……

Go back to the house.

Feng Ping lay on the bed and pretended to rest. Knowing that it was almost midnight and there was no movement outside, he entered the moon swallowing space again.

really!

The other party still came.

"Friends of justice, long time no see."

Gongsun Hui was concentrating on exhaling the dense spiritual energy, but he was almost distracted by this call, and something went wrong.

At this moment, he wants to cry but has no tears.

Is this guy behind him deliberately guarding him?

This dark moon and windy night is a great opportunity to make a fortune and make money, so why practice if you have nothing to do!
"Fellow Daoist Niu, it seems that we have just met."

"Oh? That's right, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns!"

"Heh...heh" Gongsun Hui laughed dryly.

"Fellow Daoist, please answer a question for me."

"Fellow Daoist Niu, don't be shy, just ask."

"What's the use of building a golden pill?"

"You haven't built your foundation yet?" Gongsun Hui blurted out.

It shouldn't be, the other party's time in this space is only a lot longer than him, it is impossible to refine Qi!
"I didn't seem to ask you anything else, did I?" Feng Ping said, putting his hand on the other's shoulder.

"No, no, calm down, calm down, and speak up if you have something to say." Gongsun Hui was startled, "Building Fundamental Pills can help monks break through the Foundation Establishment Realm better."

"That's it?"

"No, no, it may be different from what you understand. You don't need the Foundation Establishment Pill, and you may only be able to refine Qi for three to five years. Break through the foundation!"

Feng Ping nodded slightly.

According to this, the Jianjin Pill is indeed very useful.

"Is this elixir so hard to come by?"

"Of course it's rare... Fellow Daoist, put your hand down." Gongsun Hui said, patted his shoulder lightly, and continued after the other party's hand left his body, "Building Jin Dan and Concentrating Jin Dan can only Only ancestors in the Nascent Soul Realm can refine it, and others have no other way."

"A lot?"

"Very few! Very few!"

"Are there any for sale in Fangshi?" Feng Ping continued to ask.

"Basically, there is a price but no market. Since Zhujin Dan also has corresponding attributes, it is rarely sold by anyone. Basically, it is bartered in exchange for the attributes you need!"

After listening to Gongsun Hui's explanation, Feng Ping had a certain understanding of this object.

It seems that the Foundation Establishment Realm is really a threshold.

Since Lin Xin mentioned the Foundation Building Pill, if he still tried to get it, wouldn't it be a waste of her good intentions?
"Duan Lin is an ice spirit root, right?"

Feng Ping summed it up, he also has ice spirit roots.

It can be taken and eaten!
"Does Fellow Daoist Niu have any other questions?" Seeing that the other party was silent, Gongsun Hui asked cautiously.

"No, you can practice."

Feng Ping answered casually.

He is now thinking about how to get Duan Lin's Building Fund Pill!

Need it or not, let’s talk about it first!

Feng Ping absorbed the dense aura while thinking about countermeasures.

When the sky was getting brighter, he voluntarily exited the moon swallowing space, and when his consciousness returned to his body, Feng Ping smiled.

He has a countermeasure!
When the time came, Lin Xin arrived as scheduled.

After dispensing medicine and hanging curtains, he said, "I think you are already able to take care of yourself. Today I won't be guarding in the house."

"The door is closed, and there are hundred taels of silver bills in the purse under the pillow."

(End of this chapter)