I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

After a night, Wei Zhong woke up full of energy and couldn't help but sigh, practice still requires a balance between work and rest.

In the past few decades of practice, I always felt that something was missing, and it turned out that it was missing here.

"Ling'er, do you still have strength?"

Xie Linghua slapped Wei Zhong's thigh shyly and said angrily:

"Senior really tortured Ling'er so badly last night..."

Wei Zhong smiled and took out the Qingluo Zui he brewed:

"This spiritual wine is called Qingluo Zui. It has the ability to warm and nourish the body. You can drink some of it every day. It will be of great benefit to you."

Xie Linghua replied with some surprise:

"Qingluo Zui? It's the Qingluo Zui sold in the store under the True Inheritance of the Qingmu Sect."

Wei Zhong touched his nose:

"Exactly, speaking of it, this wine recipe was obtained from me by Shen Zhenzhuan."

"It turns out that what the Li family said about me being related to the true inheritance of the Qingmu Sect is actually true."

Wei Zhong shook his head:

"It's just a connection of interests."

While speaking, Wei Zhong suddenly caught a glimpse of his white calf, and he was so excited that he felt tenderly attached to it for a moment.

This tenderness lasted for two days.

Afterwards, Wei Zhong sat alone in the practice room and felt a little annoyed:

"After all, it's food and sex. One woman made me stop practicing for two days. There are so many warblers and swallows, how can I keep going like this?"

Wei Zhong shook his head and looked inside himself.

"Health-nurturing Kung Fu" not only healed his fundamental wounds and replenished his lifespan, but also maintained his body at its peak condition.

After two and a half absurd days, Wei Zhong not only did not feel tired at all, but felt that he was becoming more courageous as he fought. If Xie Linghua hadn't been unable to hold on, she could have fought again.

‘This is really a real improvement. ’

Wei Zhong condensed a water mirror, which reflected the image of a middle-aged man. After the foundation was established, Wei Zhong's age was approximately the same as that of a mortal in his forties, and he looked the same.

The angular face, the pale yellow with a hint of white skin, especially the pair of deep eyes, seem to be able to read the flavor of the years.

With this face, Wei Zhong could give himself six points, plus two points for his foundation-building cultivation.

The water mirror broke and Wei Zhong entered into practice.

However, this training was only two months old. After receiving the summons, Wei Zhong left the cave and found himself in an antique training room.

Walking out of the training room directly to the outside world, there is an antique small building behind it. This is the new residence Wei Zhong arranged for his men to build during this period. It is located above the second-level mid-grade spiritual vein node, and the concentration of spiritual energy is not as high as that of the dark cave. Weak at all.

Wei Zhong cupped his hands, looked at the white-robed monk in front of him and said:

"It turns out that Senior Luo is here. It's a critical moment for cultivation. I forgive my nephew for not being able to welcome him from far away."

The white-robed Taoist opposite was none other than Luo Mingyan, the eighth true successor of the Qingmu Sect.

Compared with the high-spiritedness when he was just promoted to Foundation Establishment, the energy of Luo Mingyan at this moment is deep and hidden. The whole person's state is completely different from when he first established the foundation.

‘Is this you who was educated in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range? ’

"Haha, Chu Zhong, since you were promoted to Foundation Establishment, you should treat me as equals."

"Then I'll be shameless and call you Big Brother Luo, okay?"

"Very good, very good."

Wei Zhong immediately arranged for Xie Linghua to set up tables and stools for the two of them, and placed spiritual wine and spiritual food on them, and they began to talk about the unique beauty of Black Lake Island.

"Brother Chu is now able to build a foundation. Friends from the Chu River who know me under the spring will definitely feel comforted."

Luo Mingyan looked at Wei Zhong and said with some emotion.

Wei Zhong didn't know how to complain, thinking about letting Chu He reappear in the world of cultivation and frighten him in the future.

"Yes, it all depends on my uncle's support, otherwise I would not be able to cultivate to this day. Now that I have achieved success, I want to repay my uncle, but I have no chance..."

When it came to Chu He's departure, Luo Mingyan was also filled with emotion. He had also witnessed the death of too many of his fellow disciples in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range.

Qi refining monks were thrown into this fiery development operation like inconspicuous firewood. Even foundation-building monks could not protect themselves. Even as a true disciple, he had faced death crises many times.

Now, after decades of training, I cherish myself even more, and value my wealth and life much more than opportunities. I can no longer achieve the enterprising spirit I once had.

"Speaking of which, Brother Chu was able to kill the Zhu Taoist with his newly promoted foundation building body, but it caused a sensation among the monks."

Sure enough, he still came. The fact that he killed Taoist Zhu and became the guest minister of the Li family had long been publicized by the Li family. Luo Mingyan, as a disciple of the Qingmu Sect, knew about it, and Wei Zhong was not surprised at all.

Wei Zhong showed a little bit of satisfaction after hearing this:

"No, that Zhu Dao was seriously injured. I just took advantage of others' danger."

Luo Mingyan shook his head:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, you don't have to belittle yourself. The two casual cultivators faced off against the Taoist Zhu before and were defeated in disgrace. Now that the Taoist Zhu has fallen into the hands of my brother, it shows that you still have some tricks up your sleeve."

Wei Zhong just smiled and said nothing, as if he was already immersed in his boast.

No one knows the details of his fight with the Zhu Taoist. Only the two senior masters can deduce one or two based on the traces of the fighting technique. Due to their noble status, they had no time to inform this small Jindan sect of Qingmu Sect on the inferred details.

"Brother, if you have this ability, you can't go any further, so why don't you want to come to our Qingmu Sect to be a foundation-building guest?" Luo Mingyan asked with some doubts.

Wei Zhong understood that the other party was really doubtful. As a true successor, there was no need to come here to force him.

"Alas," Wei Zhong sighed, "Others may not know, but Brother Luo may not know? With my low-grade spiritual root aptitude, it is a blessing to be able to build a foundation, and I dare not even think about the realm after that.

Instead of practicing for a hundred years in vain, it is better to enjoy the remaining days. Marrying a wife and having children, and creating your own immortal family, isn't this another option?"

Luo Mingyan was silent. As the true disciple of Qingmu Sect, he still had a lot of time and a bright future. He really couldn't empathize with Wei Zhong's mentality.

But not empathizing does not mean resistance or conflict.

"Then I wish you a large number of wives and concubines, and a happy family."

The two clinked glasses.

"Thank you, Brother Luo."

Luo Mingyan drank the spiritual wine in the glass, his eyes slightly brightened.

"Is this Qingluo Zui?"

Wei Zhong nodded and smiled:

"That's right, I got some inspiration from Fellow Daoist Hu Yang, and I have improved Qingluo Zui. Unfortunately, it can only reach the peak level of the first level in the end, and it is difficult to advance to the second level."

Luo Mingyan shook his head:

"Such a spiritual wine is already very rare. I didn't expect that Brother Chu's brewing skills are so superb. He gave the wine recipe to my friend for free. It's really..."

Wei Zhong was puzzled:

"Hmm? Is there a little story behind it?"

"Brother, you don't know, my good brother earned a lot of spiritual stones in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range with this wine recipe."