I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 38 Foundation Building
Since returning from the mission hall, Zhang Zheng has made up his mind to retreat in the cave until he breaks through the foundation.

Her Dao heart has been condensed into a foundation, which far exceeds the xinxing required for foundation building. As long as she is willing to spend time in cultivation, foundation building is nothing but a matter of course.

……

Ten years later, outside a secluded cave in Faming Mountain, there are overgrown weeds as tall as adults.

Among the tall and dense weeds, a woman sat cross-legged.

The woman wore a neat high ponytail, her face was delicate and bright, and her eyes were closed with a peaceful and gentle expression.

It's just a thin layer of dust falling on the snow-blue clothes, which shows that the woman has been sitting here without moving for a long time.

This woman is Zhang Zheng who has been in seclusion for ten years.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew by, caressing a few strands of black hair from her temples, dancing with the wind.

Perhaps it was the breeze that disturbed the peace, Zhang Zheng's eyelids trembled suddenly, and the hurricane picked up on the ground, making his clothes flutter and make a sound of hunting.

In her body, the twelve spiritual vortexes under the five-colored spiritual roots crazily pumped out spiritual energy, and all the spiritual energy in a radius of ten miles was poured into her body.

Zhang Zheng led the influx of spiritual energy around the meridians with his spiritual consciousness, and after tempering the body, it gathered into the twelve spiritual vortices in the dantian.

After two days like this, the twelve spiritual vortexes were too saturated, and could no longer hold any aura, and the frantic surge of aura gradually slowed down.

She no longer deliberately guides the aura to move, but gathers all the spiritual consciousness to the twelve spiritual vortexes, pulling the twelve spiritual vortexes closer to each other, compressing each other, and the ample aura becomes more and more solid under the powerful squeeze , almost from a gaseous state to a liquid state.

"Boom..."

It was as if the violent sound of water waves colliding rumbled in Zhang Zheng's body.

With a crisp cracking sound, the barrier between Qi training and foundation building shattered, and the twelve spiritual vortexes merged into a small pool, and the misty spiritual energy condensed into colorful liquids, which accumulated in the small pool like water, swaying leisurely swing.

She has broken through to Foundation Establishment!
But now is not the time for ecstasy, Zhang Zheng continued to use his spiritual consciousness to guide the spiritual liquid in the small pool to climb upwards and gather.

The first level of Lingtai is a matter of course.

The spiritual liquid is still going up, gathering little by little, and slowly gathering into a spirit platform.

Second floor, third floor, fourth floor...

All the way to the seventh floor of the spiritual platform, the spiritual liquid surged upwards as if it had not received the slightest resistance.

The eighth floor of the spiritual platform was built, and the rising speed of the spiritual liquid suddenly decreased. There seemed to be an invisible barrier on it, pressing the spiritual liquid tightly, preventing it from continuing to rise.

Just stop at the eighth floor Lingtai?
Zhang Zheng was unwilling, she knew that she was not outstanding, and she was just one of thousands of ordinary passers-by in this world of geniuses.

Whether it's Lin Xiaoxiao from the [-]th Foundation Building, or Jiang Fenglai from the [-]th State of Frost with a Sword...

Whether it is the mysterious and unpredictable Tan Ying, or many other outstanding talents...

She can't hold a candle to them, let alone compare them.

If there was a storybook about the world of comprehension, if they were the protagonists in it, then maybe she wouldn't even get a name in it.

but……

Zhang Zheng was shocked. She was not a fool, nor a mediocre person. Since she could step into the world of cultivation and cultivate to the foundation, she would never be willing to stop here.

She dare not exaggerate her arrogance, but she will never underestimate herself, she will fight to see if she can achieve this nine-level spiritual platform.

Can you compare with the geniuses in this world!
Can you, on this path of comprehension, walk out of your own Qingyun immortal journey!
The declaration in the heart was settled, and in an instant, the vitality vortex of the seven orifices was rotating simultaneously, which was different from the milky white of the vitality, but a green and transparent breath, fed from the vortex.

This breath was so familiar that it once made her feel in danger of extinction.

This is the breath of the Jingze tree.

However, this aura is more pure, perhaps because it is nourished by the vitality aura, it is as if one body with her, very close.

Subconsciously, Zhang Zheng separated a wisp of divine consciousness, wrapped it around the green breath, and led it to the dantian.

The ectoplasmic fluid there was still persistently fighting against the barrier. The barrier was intact, but the ectoplasmic fluid had already begun to weaken.

As soon as the green breath reaches Dantian, it is like a fish entering water, nimbly diving into a pool of spiritual liquid.

The strange phenomenon suddenly appeared.

The rippling spiritual liquid blends with the green aura, and the dark tide is raging. The colorful spiritual liquid gradually loses its mottled color, and becomes green and milky white again.

The last trace of color was replaced by two colors, and the spiritual liquid suddenly surged upwards, jumped over the spiritual platforms in front, and rushed towards the barrier.

In front of it, the barrier that the five-color psychic liquid can't help is like thin paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

The barrier was instantly torn and collapsed.

The ninth floor of the spiritual platform was built...

Before Zhang Zheng could feel joy, the strange phenomenon in Dantian still didn't stop.

The two colors of green and milky white compete with each other in the small pool, and the two do not give in and the two intersect.

Zhang Zheng only felt a sharp pain in his dantian, as if he was rubbing his dantian wantonly by a big hand, scorched by fire, scraped by a sharp knife, frozen by ice...

Zhang Zheng was on the verge of gnashing his teeth, his mouth was full of blood from the bitten flesh.

Just when Zhang Zheng thought that he was about to die in Huangquan just after he built the ninth-level altar, the pain disappeared.

Strongly support the spirit, look inside the dantian.

The scene in front of him made Zhang Zheng terrified and at a loss.

Practicing qi and aura into qi, building foundation and transforming liquid, condensing golden core into core...

Logically speaking, Foundation Establishment should open up a pool of spiritual liquid in Dantian to store spiritual energy.

And it was true when she was advanced.

but……

Zhang Zheng looked at his dantian dumbfounded.

Where did her pool of spiritual liquid go?
There was no trace of liquid in the place where the spiritual liquid was originally located, but a lump of green and milky white intertwined and blended instead.

Transparent texture, clear like jasper, so beautiful.

But no matter how beautiful it is like jade, it is also a stone. Where is the spirit pool that holds her spiritual energy?

Before Zhang Zheng could find out the answer, his body was extremely tired and his consciousness was stabbing. His vision went dark and he passed out.

……

Another few months flew by.

The human-height weeds grew by leaps and bounds on the day Zhang Zheng broke through, reaching a height of three meters. The green leaves and white stems were extremely plump, and the stool looked juicy.

The weed is not alone in having this vision.

All the spiritual plants in a radius of ten miles were benefited by it, and they grew fiercely. The ten-year spirit grass grew stronger than the hundred-year spirit grass.

Even the birds and bugs here... are extraordinarily strong and plump, with traces of aura exuding from their bodies.

Among the tall weeds, the woman lay motionless on the ground.

A cricket jumped onto her hand, and before it could make a chirp, a bird whizzed over, opened its mouth and swallowed the cricket whole.

After eating and drinking enough, the birds were very happy and satisfied, jumping up and down in the hands of people.

With a round belly, the bird jumped to the woman's face.

The long eyelashes were covered by the overwhelmed weeds, fluttering slightly, casting a quivering shadow under the spot of light.

The bird turned its little furry head, and the bean stared at the trembling shadow, as if thinking about something with its bean-sized brain.

The next moment, the fluffy bird's head lifted up and down quickly, and its pointed beak pecked at the shadow.

"thump--"

The unconscious man suddenly sat up like a corpse, and the bird was directly knocked out by the standing head.

The fat and round body of the bird hit the tree trunk, knocked off a few leaves, and fell in a whirl.

The bird fluttered its wings, flew into the sky angrily, and chattered cursingly at Zhang Zheng for a while. When Zhang Zheng saw it, he shrank his head and immediately turned around and flew away.

Zhang Zheng didn't see the bird running away in a panic, and rubbed Bai Jing's forehead in confusion, feeling a slight pain, as if hitting a wall.

(End of this chapter)