Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

Chapter 6: Twelve Levels of Qi Training

Ye Ming hurriedly hurried all the way and finally returned to the sect before dawn.

Looking at the still closed door of Baiji Hall, Ye Ming was secretly relieved. It seemed that no one went in last night.

Then he calmly took out a wooden sign, came to the door and shook it gently, and the door opened automatically.

He raised his steps and walked into the hall calmly.

There was no one inside, and the arrangement of various items remained the same as when he left.The registration book that I messed up when I went out was exactly the same as last night.

Then he went to a shelf behind the screen, took out a volume used to record the outings of low-level disciples, and added the names of Senior Brother Lu and Chen Qiaoqian on it.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he did chores as usual and started to get busy.

After dawn, Deacon Yu appeared in the hall from the rest room at the back. He looked at Ye Ming who was working silently on the side, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ye Ming was completely relieved. It seemed that Deacon Yu didn't notice that he had gone out. This way, it was seamless and no one knew that he had been out.

Of course, even if Deacon Yu finds out, Ye Ming is ready to say something, and the situation will just be a little more complicated than it is now.

At noon, Han Li came back from outside the sect to hand back the token. He was still looking for Deacon Yu. Ye Ming looked at him from a distance and stopped caring.

After two days of silence, Ye Ming finally saw Chen Qiaoqian walking into Baiji Hall with a dignified-looking middle-aged man.

"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Chen? There are so few visitors. How come you have time to come here?" Deacon Yu, who was reading a thick ancient book behind the counter, immediately put down the ancient book when he saw the visitor and stood up. He cupped his hands and said enthusiastically.

"Haha, brother Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my cultivation has become much more advanced. It seems that it is not impossible to go further." The middle-aged man, like Deacon Yu, has reached the thirteenth level of Qi training, and he also handed over his hand and said politely.

"Oh, Brother Chen, please stop burying me. I have no hope in this life. I just muddle along every day." Deacon Yu waved his hands repeatedly and said mockingly.

"Brother Yu, what have you been busy with recently? I saw you immersed in it just now, looking selfless." The middle-aged man started to greet.

"Hey, it's nothing. It's an ancient book, just to learn some ancient knowledge." Deacon Yu shook his head and said nonchalantly.

The middle-aged man glanced at the ancient books on the table inexplicably, and then looked at Deacon Yu's face that was not red and his heart was not beating. He smiled secretly in his heart: "I believed you, the erotic picture that just flashed away, when I You didn’t see it, did you?”

Seeing the middle-aged man's expression, Deacon Yu knew that the other man must have discovered something. He smiled awkwardly and said in a different tone:
"Brother Chen and your sister come here together. It's really rare. How can I help?"

Chen Qiaoqian has not said a word since she entered the door. She has a beautiful face, eyes like daggers, and a cold look, which is very different from the temperament she showed before.

At this time, when she heard Deacon Yu's question, she ignored it. She glanced around and returned to her original state.

"Haha, little sister is rude, please don't mind Brother Yu. I came to Brother Yu today to find out which disciples in the valley have been out in the past few days." The middle-aged man first said something on behalf of his sister, Then he said with a solemn expression.

Of course, Deacon Yu will not have any dissatisfaction with Chen Qiaoqian. The Chen family is a relatively large cultivating family in Huang Maple Valley. He can achieve the position of deacon because he is naturally a good person and must maintain good relationships.

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Deacon Yu hesitated for a moment and then asked the doubts in his mind:
"Brother Chen, can you tell me why you are asking about this matter?"

"It's a private matter that I can't tell you." The middle-aged man refused embarrassedly.

"Haha, I'm talking too much. Brother Chen, wait a moment. I'll be back as soon as I go." Deacon Yu smiled, said nonchalantly, and then walked to the left screen.

Ye Ming on the other side noticed Chen Qiaoqian and the middle-aged man as soon as they entered the door, but he only glanced at them and continued to work.

However, when they were talking, they listened attentively and occasionally glanced at the three people from the corner of their eyes.

Ye Ming has never seen this middle-aged man before, but judging from his posture, he should be Chen Qiaotian. His strength ranks among the top among all Qi Refining Stage disciples in Huang Maple Valley.

When he saw Chen Qiaoqian's pretty face as cold as ice and her delicate body that exuded the aura of being unapproachable by strangers, and then remembered the woman's passionate appearance that night two days ago, Ye Ming couldn't help but feel hot in his lower abdomen.

This cold appearance, combined with her performance on the night of contact, made this woman even more charming.

After a while, Deacon Yu returned to the counter, gently placed a jade slip on the table, and said:
"Brother Chen, here are the Qi Refining Stage disciples who have been out in the past ten days. See if I can be of any help to you!"

"So, thank you very much, Brother Yu. I'll treat you to tea another day!" The middle-aged man picked up the jade slip and politely thanked Deacon Yu.

"Easy to say, easy to say!" Deacon Yu was very happy. This was a good opportunity to connect emotionally.

After the two chatted for a few more words, the middle-aged man took Chen Qiaoqian and left.

From beginning to end, they didn't pay much attention to Ye Ming in the corner. Disciples like Ye Ming, who had no background and poor qualifications, would generally not be able to get into the eyes of these family elites.

Although the middle-aged man seems to be quite humane and sophisticated, he is still not able to take the initiative to inquire about a stranger with no future.

Ye Ming didn't care when he saw this. Judging from the reactions of Chen Qiaoqian and others, they didn't doubt themselves at all. This was the best result.

……

In the next ten days, Ye Ming still worked at Baiji Hall as usual, but his time gradually decreased, and he quietly paid attention to hot topics in the valley.On this day, Ye Ming finally heard the news he wanted.

Although Senior Brother Lu has not yet established a foundation, he is still the owner of the supernatural spiritual root, and he is considered a low-level disciple who attracts the attention of the higher-ups in Yellow Maple Valley.

His long absence attracted the attention of the upper echelons of the sect and caused quite a commotion.The upper echelons of the sect quickly sent people to search everywhere, but Senior Brother Lu had already been reduced to ashes, and these people's efforts were in vain.

And Chen Qiaoqian didn't know why she didn't tell anyone about Senior Brother Lu's persecution of her that night.

After several days of searching and finding no results, the sect gradually dropped the matter.

It is not unheard of for people like Senior Brother Lu to suddenly disappear from the valley before. Senior Brother Lu is not the first person to have an accident, and he will definitely not be the last.

The world of immortality is so realistic and ruthless. When you have strength, you can have everything. When you die, others will only mention it as conversation material for a few days at most, and will be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

Ye Ming was overjoyed after hearing the news. At this point, the matter was settled and he was truly safe, so he could make the next plan.

So that night, Ye Ming found Deacon Yu and said that he had some insights from his recent practice and felt that it was time to break through the bottleneck, so he asked for a few days off to go back and practice.

It is very common for immortal cultivators to suddenly have enlightenment like this. Deacon Yu readily agreed without any further thought.

At night, Ye Ming returned to his residence in Xuankun Mountain.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, he stretched out his right hand with the palm facing upward. The next moment, a blue light flashed, and a light blue pill, Muran, appeared in the palm of his hand, which was the Foundation Establishment Pill.

In the past ten days, Ye Ming had already thought about what to do next.

At this time, there is still more than a month before the next bloody trial, and there are only eight short years before the invasion of Tianluo Kingdom's demons.

In the face of the world's general trend of demonic invasion, monks in the Qi refining stage are the lowest level cannon fodder, and they die accidentally.Although the foundation-building monks are also high-level cannon fodder, they have a certain ability to protect themselves.

If you are still in the qi training period after eight years, the probability of death will be infinite.

If you want to survive, the safest way is to leave Tiannan and hide in the Chaos Star Sea.

If you want to achieve this goal, you must practice to the foundation building stage before then, and the sooner the better. You must set aside some time to enhance your combat power, be able to destroy the blood jade spider, and repair the ancient teleportation array.

Therefore, Ye Ming decided to take a foundation-building pill at this time to see if it could build the foundation first.

Theoretically, when a monk enters the later stage of Qi training, he can take the Foundation Building Pill to try to build the foundation. However, the lower the cultivation level, the lower the success rate.

Ye Ming is currently at the eleventh level of Qi training, and there is still a certain chance of building a foundation after taking the foundation-building pill.

Even if you can't build a foundation, you can at least raise your cultivation level to the twelfth level, or even the thirteenth level.In this way, you will have stronger strength to prepare for the next foundation building.Whether you are participating in this bloody trial or participating in the sect competition two years later, you can have stronger strength to deal with it.

After thinking clearly about the stakes, Ye Ming raised his head without hesitation, swallowed the pungent-smelling Foundation Establishment Pill, and then began to meditate and practice.

Soon, a huge amount of medicinal power emitted from the Foundation Establishment Pill and rushed into all the meridians.

This medicine was so powerful that Ye Ming felt like a torrent flowing into the stream, causing his meridians to swell.He was so frightened that he quickly ran his skills crazily, refining and absorbing the medicinal power.

An hour later, Ye Ming suddenly felt that his Dantian was getting hotter and hotter, like a fire burning inside.But other parts of the body are extremely cold, forming a sharp contrast between the inside and outside of the body, like two heavens of ice and fire.

This feeling lasted for a while, and then the body returned to normal.But just a moment later, a sharp pain suddenly came from the dantian without any warning. It felt like many sharp knives stirring in the dantian at the same time, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

This pain made Ye Ming's face suddenly turn extremely pale, veins popped up on his forehead, and large beads of sweat emerged from his skin, and then continued to fall down his face.

Fortunately, the pain did not last long and gradually stopped. Ye Ming breathed a long sigh of relief and his expression softened.

But before he could do anything else, countless heat currents suddenly erupted from his Dantian, spreading along the meridians all over the body in an instant, and even penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Immediately afterwards, the heat immediately turned into an unbearable itching, as if there were countless ants crawling around in his body.

"Uh ah..." This unbearable itching feeling made Ye Ming unable to maintain the cross-sitting posture any longer. His body tilted and he fell on the bed, rolling over.

Because he was afraid of attracting other people's attention, he had to try his best to suppress the screams coming out of his mouth. This feeling of life being worse than death was really beyond words.

After a meal, the itching finally subsided, but Ye Ming felt like it had been a century.

After lying on the bed and waiting for a while, seeing that there was no other pain coming from his body, Ye Ming slowly sat up, closed his eyes, and began to look inside his body.

"The top of the twelfth floor."

Ye Ming was a little regretful that he could not rush to the foundation building at once, but he was not too disappointed. This situation had been expected.

(End of this chapter)