Gaowu Monster? There is a World of Immortality Behind Me!

"Li Qingshan, although you are talented in alchemy, you can't fall behind in your practice."

"Don't forget, cultivation is the foundation!"

He can no longer manage the problem of Dan Dao talent,

I just want Li Qingshan to quickly build the foundation and fly to Misty Peak.

In this way, his inner door can be at peace in the world.

"Thank you for the teachings of the elders!"

Li Qingshan nodded modestly and did not explain much.

Wu Shengwei leaned against the back of the chair with a satisfied smile.

Just listen to advice.

With Li Qingshan's unrivaled spiritual roots,

Building a foundation within two years should not be a problem.

Just when he turned his head to explain to Yin Han,

The figure on the seat suddenly disappeared and flashed in front of Li Qingshan.

"The seventh level of Qi refining, how long will it take you to build the foundation?"

A cold air rushed to Li Qingshan's face along the words,

The faint fragrance kept escaping from the nostrils.

Looking at the beautiful face so close at hand,

Li Qingshan forced himself to calm down, resisted the urge to retreat, and said:

"One month!"

"it is good!"

Yin Han nodded, and his figure gradually became white.

"I'm going to find the Heavenly Spirit Grass for you!"

"Heavenly Spirit Grass!"

Li Qingshan looked shocked and wanted to speak.

Unfortunately, the white light has all dissipated.

"You have already refined Qi to the seventh level?"

Wu Shengwei's eyes were complicated,

Just now, he also estimated that Li Qingshan would be able to build a foundation within two years.

In the blink of an eye, it became a month later.

Two hundred years ago, I experienced the rapid rise of Yin Han.

Wu Shengwei thought that he already knew a lot about the unique spirit root.

Now, he understands.

There is no reason for the unparalleled spirit root!

Li Qingshan nodded lightly without explaining much.

His peerless spiritual roots are incomparable in this era.

Perhaps, only one hundred thousand years ago, a genius with a unique spiritual root in the Qinghui realm would have a cultivation speed that surpassed him.

Compared with Linggen, he is more concerned about another issue now.

"¨〃Elder, is Yin Zhenzhen really looking for Tianlingcao?"

Celestial Grass,

The main medicine of the unparalleled foundation building pill.

Hard to find for thousands of years, almost extinct!

Where do you say you can find it?

"You don't have to worry about this!"

Wu Shengwei waved his hand and looked at the sky.

"A month ago, the Hall of Longevity had already issued a reward to the entire Qinghui Realm to find information about the Heavenly Spirit Grass."

"The Hall of Longevity!"

Li Qingshan looked up at the mountain above the sky with a shocked expression.

He who has been active at the outer door,

He never thought that the Hall of Longevity would startle the entire Qinghui world for him.

Wu Zhenrui got up with a smile, patted Li Qingshan on the shoulder, and said with emotion:

"Practice well!"

"Two hundred years ago, the sect could dispatch the whole sect to snatch the Heavenly Spirit Grass for Yin Han.

"Now, for you, it's the same!"

"Thank you, Great Elder, I understand."

Li Qingshan nodded solemnly,

For the first time, he felt a sense of belonging to the Qinghui world.

In other words, it was Changshengzong who gave him a sense of belonging.

Blue Star, early morning.

A dilapidated warehouse stands alone on the outskirts.

squeak~

The rusted iron door was pushed open,

A tall and straight young man, carrying a travel bag, walked to the long-distance station.

It was still early and the warehouse was not far from the station.

Li Qingshan was in no hurry, and after having breakfast on the street, Shi Shiran walked to the station entrance to patrol.

But as soon as he entered, his footsteps stopped.

The station in the early morning was much busier than he thought, and there were people everywhere.

more importantly,

Most of these people wore faces as young as him.

Three buses stopped in the middle.

A line of characters is printed on the body.

"Linxi City Winter Training Camp".

Chapter XNUMX: A genius meeting?

Wu Zhenrui was organizing a gathering of students when he accidentally saw Li Qingshan's figure, and quickly waved:

"Li Qingshan, come here!"

"Professor Wu."

Li Qingshan walked over with a smile.

He didn't expect,

The location of the winter camp was not announced yesterday.

Go straight to the start today.

"Wow, so handsome!" Exclamations rang out from the group of students.

This winter camp brought together the geniuses of all middle schools in Linxi City.

There were nearly a hundred students present, plus the martial arts teachers from several schools.

The arrival of Li Qingshan naturally attracted the attention of all girls.

For a while, the scene became more and more noisy.

"Lin Junhao, why do you think Li Qingshan is here?"

You Biao squeezed to Lin Junhao's side to talk.

He is also a student of the elite class of No. XNUMX Middle School.

You Biao crossed his chest with both hands, looked in the direction of Li Qingshan, and laughed:

"He didn't hear the news of the winter camp and ran over eagerly, right?"

"Li Qingshan?"

Lin Junhao glanced forward with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

A month has passed, and he is already a first-level martial artist.

Li Qingshan was thrown to the side of the road again by him.

When the winter camp is over, he will crush this stumbling block himself.

"Mr. Wu greeted him, didn't he want to drag him into the special training camp?" You Biao frowned.

"impossible!"

Lin Junhao coldly spit out three words, and 527 did not explain much.

However, You Biao suddenly understood and said with a flattering smile:

"of course!"