Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

"Huh? Are you going to break through the realm?"

Jiang Qiong noticed the change in Wu Zhilu's aura in the foundation-building realm, her eyes were slightly surprised, and her expression changed slightly.

Witnessing a real person in the foundation-building realm break through to the golden elixir ancestor is a very wonderful feeling.

Jiang Qiong circulated his spiritual consciousness and carefully understood the golden elixir Dao patterns condensed around him. His mood couldn't help but become psychic, and the pure spiritual energy in his body was vaguely tainted with some Dao charm.

Be aware of this.

Jiang Qiong didn't hesitate at all, and immediately sat next to him. While closing his eyes to protect the law, he carefully understood the rhythm of the Tao patterns brought about by the breakthrough of the Golden Core monk.

And when Jiang Qiong was protecting Wu Zhilu, who was in the foundation-building realm, Qianyan Gate was far away in Qianyan County.

A change is quietly taking place internally.

In a simple house of the sect, a dark-faced young man sighed, handed the letter in his hand to a young man with a broken arm, and said:
"Brother Fang Yuan, news came from my colleagues in the Blood Skull Tower last night that Li Cong's team accidentally encountered a group of blood skeletons during their shift, and the entire team was destroyed."

"Hey"

The young man with a broken arm took the letter and took a look at the contents with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"In more than thirty days, it will be one year since we entered the Qianyan Sect. According to the usual practice, if we still fail to break through to the first level of Qi Training Realm before then, we will be sent to the Blood Skull Tower."

"Brother Fang Yuan, are you sure you can break through the realm during this period of time?"

The swarthy young man asked with a bitter expression.

"not sure."

The young man with a broken arm was silent for a moment and sighed: "It just depends on luck."

The words fell.

The atmosphere in the room fell into silence.

After a while, perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was depressing, the young man with the broken arm glanced at the dark-skinned young man, smiled and encouraged:

"No matter what, there are still about thirty days. Don't give up until the last moment."

"Maybe one day we will suddenly have an epiphany and directly break through to the Qi training realm. Such examples have happened in previous years."

That being said.

But the face of the young man with the broken arm still looked solemn.

Thinking that time was tight, he did not stay in the room long. He stood up and returned the letter to the dark-skinned young man, saying:
"Li Cong's death is a regrettable and sad thing for both of us. After some time, we can choose a good and auspicious day to erect a tomb for him."

"it is good."

Got the reply from the swarthy young man.

The young man with the broken arm said no more. He said goodbye, turned around and opened the door and walked out of the house.

Along the road in front of the house.

The young man with a broken arm walked towards his house. Thinking of his unfinished chores, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really ridiculous and sad to think that I, a direct disciple of the Fang family, should end up like this."

As he spoke, the young man with a broken arm couldn't help but laugh at himself. Recalling his status in the family, he couldn't help but sigh.

Although he is a direct descendant of the Yu family, he is not high in the Fang family because he was picked up.

With the death of her adoptive father, her status has been further reduced to only higher than some of the most ordinary attendants and maids, so she has limited support in terms of cultivation resources.

Therefore, if he wants to break through to the Qi training realm with the support of the Fang family, it will probably take several years.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have signed the spiritual contract back then."

"That's how it ended up."

The young man with a broken arm recalled the past and couldn't help but slap himself twice. He was young and energetic, ignorant of worldly affairs, and was discriminated against by his family. He was determined to get ahead and slap people in the family who looked down upon him.

With these thoughts in mind, he was immediately deceived by the thieves. He was temporarily deceived and ran to sign a spiritual contract with the Qianyan Sect.

According to the content of the spiritual contract.

If within a year, with the support of Qianyan Sect's resources, he can break through to the Qi Training Realm, he can enter the Sect to seek immortality and art.

But if the breakthrough fails within one year, the resources will be repaid and the person will be forcibly sent to the Blood Skull Tower to guard for three years.

And this Blood Skull Tower is privately called the "bloodless guillotine" in the Qianyan Sect. Inside is the secret realm where blood skeletons are born. Those who guard this place will be invaded by evil spirits for a long time, and their energy and blood will gradually decline, and eventually they will die.

If you are not lucky, you may encounter a group of blood skeletons while guarding, and be surrounded and killed on the spot.

For example, Li Cong, who was Fang Yuan's close friend, was sent to the Blood Skull Tower to guard him because he failed to break through to the qi training realm within a year. He unfortunately encountered a group of skeletons last night and unfortunately lost his life.

According to the information obtained by the young man with a broken arm.

All the young people who were forcibly sent to guard the Blood Skull Tower were extremely lucky to be able to survive there for a year.

Those who live for three years can be said to be favored by heaven.

After learning the true story, he naturally refused to go there, but unfortunately the sect had strict laws and regulations.

He has to go even if he doesn't.

"Hey, entering the Blood Skull Tower is a dead end."

"The Qian Yan Sect has no humanity. It is really an evil act to randomly use disciples with low potential like us as food to feed blood skeletons."

Fang Yuan calmed down his thoughts and felt that the Qianyan Sect was really too much. Not only did they give him few resources, but they also wanted to kill themselves. They were simply a cannibalistic sect.

"At this point, if you want to survive, there are only two ways to go."

"The first way is to find someone within the Fang family, bribe the Qianyan Sect's stewards at a large price, and remove yourself from the list."

"There is no need to consider this path. I have no background. It is difficult for the senior officials of the Fang family to pay a high price for help."

The young man with a broken arm frowned and muttered:

“The second way is to break through to the Qi training realm.

"But breaking through the realm requires resources, but I only have a few grains of spiritual sand left on hand, and I can't even afford a Qi-nourishing pill."

Fang Yuan had a bitter look on his face and really didn't want to go to the Blood Skull Tower, but since things had come to an end, he had to go even if he didn't want to.

But just when he had a headache.

Suddenly a hoarse voice came from my ears.

"In addition to the two paths just now, you actually have a third path to choose from, which is to cooperate with me."

"I'll help you break through the realm!"

The hoarse voice that suddenly came into the sea of ​​consciousness shocked the young man with a broken arm and said sharply: "Who is transmitting the voice?"

"Jie Jie Jie, it doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I can help you."

"Don't you want to enter the Blood Skull Tower?"

"Don't you want to die in vain?"

"Don't you want to break through the realm?"

"I can help you with all of this!"

The hoarse tone seemed to be full of temptation, making the young man with a broken arm suddenly breathe quickly.

"You have no choice now. Except for me, no one can help you break through the realm. No one can save you!"

"This is your only chance. If you miss it, go to the Blood Skull Tower and wait for death."

The hoarse voice was still tempting, making the young man with the broken arm hesitate.

After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Why do you want to help me?"

The hoarse voice laughed: "Jie Jie Jie! I need you to do something for me!" "What?" asked the young man with a broken arm.

"You will know when the time comes." The hoarse voice said: "Now you just need to tell me if you are willing to cooperate?"

The young man with the broken arm thought that he had no choice but to grit his teeth and said: "Okay, let's cooperate! But when the time comes, you ask me to do something that will lead to death, and I won't do it!"

The hoarse voice laughed: "Don't worry, what I ask you to do is within your ability."

After saying this, the hoarse voice continued: "Steward Chen Lang of Qianyan Sect just finished his retreat and broke through to the sixth level of Qi Training Realm."

"When he left the customs, he received news that his beloved wife, who was already pregnant, gave birth to a baby in the early morning. She is now returning to the mansion excitedly. In about two-quarters of an hour, she will walk to the gate of Qianyanmen Mountain."

"You squat in front of the mountain gate, wait for him to come over, come up to talk and congratulate him, and you will be rewarded with wedding gifts."

The young man with a broken arm couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

To please the manager?
After thinking for a moment, the young man with the broken arm decided to give it a try, then turned around and walked towards the mountain gate.

Not a moment.

Fang Yuan arrived at the mountain gate, pretending to be walking by, but actually squatting nearby.

It lasted about a quarter of an hour.

He saw a middle-aged man wearing Qianyan Sect steward's clothes walking over from a distance.

The middle-aged steward had good features, eyes like an eagle, a straight nose, a smile on his face, and a jade pendant with the word "Chen" engraved on his waist. He was in a good mood, as if he was about to have a happy event.

"It's him!"

"Hurry up and please!"

The hoarse voice appeared just in time, causing the young man with the broken arm to step forward quickly.

He was not in a hurry to please, but deliberately showed a sad look, pretending to be surprised and hesitant when he "accidentally" saw the steward, and finally gritted his teeth and walked up.

Get in front of the steward.

The young man with the broken arm deliberately showed some anxiety and said: "Master Steward, I am a disciple of the Qianyan Sect. I have been having trouble practicing recently. Please give me some advice."

Looking at the strange young man blocking the road.

Steward Chen Lang's eyes flashed and he looked up and down.

If it were normal, he probably wouldn't pay attention, and might even expel him.

But it was different now. He had just broken through the realm, and he was already happy. He also received news from his family that he was happy to be a father, and he was even more overjoyed.

The joyful mood made Steward Chen Lang smile all the time and said: "If you have any confusion, it's okay to just say it."

Fang Yuan, who was blocking the way, was relieved when he was not rejected.

He seized this opportunity and intentionally asked about the cultivation questions he had prepared while waiting.

"I would like to ask the steward, my disciple has been trying to break through to the first level of Qi training for the past two days, but every time he runs his spiritual energy, he feels that the three yang meridians are blocked. Why is this?"

When Steward Chen Lang heard this, he smiled without thinking and said: "The three yangs of Qi are blocked because of shortness of breath. All you need to do is circulate the spiritual energy and wait for five breaths before injecting it into the meridians."

At this point, Chen Lang paused slightly and added: "If you can move your spiritual energy to the Three Yang Meridians, you are only one step away from breaking through to the first level of Qi Training Realm."

"When trying to break through in the past two days, pay attention to the process of circulating spiritual energy to connect all the meridians, leaving some spiritual threads as thick as knitting thread to keep the breath flowing through."

"This is a precious technique to break through the first level of Qi training realm."

Under the influence of the two happy events, Chen Lang, who was in a good mood, taught in detail, even the precious cultivation techniques, without sparing any effort, and directly transmitted the message to Fang Yuan's ears.

Suddenly I learned precious knowledge of cultivation.

Fang Yuan's eyes showed surprise.

He expressed his sincere thanks: "Disciple thanks the steward for his teachings."

"You are Welcome."

Chen Lang watched Fang Yuan express his sincere thanks and was very measured in not asking further questions, and secretly nodded in approval.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a porcelain bottle, handed it to Fang Yuan, and said:
"Today I have a happy event, and I give this bottle of elixir to you as a wedding gift to make you happy."

Hearing this, Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, he took the porcelain bottle with joy and expressed his thanks again.

"Thank you, Mr. Steward."

Chen Lang nodded lightly, said no more, turned around and walked away. Within a few breaths, his figure disappeared into the street.

Watching the steward leave.

Fang Yuan exhaled slightly and murmured to himself: "What a wedding gift!"

"Where did the hoarse voice come from?!"

Thoughts running around.

The hoarse voice reappeared and said faintly: "After getting the training resources, go back and practice to break through the realm."

Hearing this, the young man with a broken arm frowned, but did not refuse. He turned around and stuffed the elixir into his pocket, turned around and left, all the way back to his house.

Entering the main house of the house,
Fang Yuan walked into the main room and left the chores behind.

He sat cross-legged on the futon and took out the porcelain bottle given by Steward Chen Lang.

The crystal clear bottle contained three pills as white as jade. When the cork was removed, the fragrant smell of the pills overflowed.

Just one whiff is refreshing.

"As expected of the steward of the Qian Yan Sect, he is very generous with his actions. He directly gave three Qi Nourishing Pills as a 'celebration gift'."

Fang Yuan looked at the elixir and recognized its type, and couldn't help but look happy.

In the Internal Affairs Hall of Qianyan Sect, the price of a Qi Nourishing Pill is twenty grains of spiritual sand, which is equivalent to one-fifth of a spiritual stone.

Because this elixir has mild effects, outstanding effects, and contains rich spiritual energy, ordinary Qi-training monks like to buy these elixirs for daily practice.

As far as Fangyuan is concerned, he is now one step closer to breaking through the Qi training realm, and these three pills are very crucial.

Take out a pill and eat it.

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and concentrated, and carefully operated the "Autumn Water Jue" obtained from the Qianyan Sect, slowly guiding the medicinal effects, nourishing Qi and blood, dredging and widening the meridians, and trying to carry out the daily circulation.

With the support of medicinal efficacy.

The spiritual energy in Fang Yuan's body was a little long. When it passed through the three yang meridians, he waited for a few breaths and then slowly unblocked it, and the blockage was indeed reduced.

As the spiritual energy circulates, the efficacy of the medicine gradually runs out.

Sensing the loss of spiritual energy, Fang Yuan hurriedly swallowed all the remaining two pills, and continued to circulate the spiritual energy seriously while the spiritual energy was growing in his body.

As the spiritual energy flowed through the meridians, Fang Yuan kept in mind the words of the steward of the Qianyan Sect and deliberately left behind the thin threads of spiritual energy.

When the spiritual energy has completed its complete circulation, under the influence of the technique, the spiritual energy thread, as thin as a woven thread, is like a miniature water pipe, constantly guiding the spiritual energy on its own.

"The spirit moves on its own."

"so comfortable"

Under the guidance of the spiritual energy thread, Fang Yuan felt very relaxed when he started to circulate the spiritual energy again, and the speed of Zhou Tian's movement gradually became faster.

And as it circulates in circles, the spiritual energy threads become thicker and thicker, and the breath flows faster and faster.

When the spiritual energy circulates smoothly, the acupuncture points and meridians all over Fang Yuan's body are unblocked, and the spiritual energy floating in the air breathes out on its own, making his whole body feel light and plump.

And just when the young man with a broken arm was practicing.

In his house, a figure with two horns appeared vaguely.

If Jiang Qiong were here, he would definitely be able to tell that this was the image of a demon. (End of chapter)