Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Improving Spiritual Root Qualification

Three days later, the door to the training room opened.

A tall, graceful female cultivator came out with a smile.

I saw that her whole body was filled with magic power, and her movements were full of energy.

"Congratulations, you successfully established the foundation!"

Zhou Xun, who was standing outside, smiled faintly.

Song Yiqing successfully built the foundation. She was only fifty-five years old at this time, and there was still a lot of time in the future. If she could break through to the peak of foundation building before the deadline, she might still have a chance to hit the core formation.

If you don’t ask for the real elixir, even if it is a fake elixir, you can still live to five hundred years!

As soon as she came out, she saw Zhou Xun's figure. She didn't know that Zhou Xun had been standing outside the door of the training room to protect her.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart, and my eyes looking at Zhou Xun were also full of obsession.

‘My husband still treats me so well! ’

Suddenly, facing Zhou Xun's half-smiling expression, his face turned slightly red, making him look even more charming and charming.

"Yiqing, you have established the foundation now, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xun felt a body rush towards him and stop him.

If the beauty has such good intentions, Zhou Xun will naturally not ruin the scenery.

Besides, it was also the first time for him to experience Song Yiqing who was in the foundation building stage!

Immediately, he picked up Song Yiqing and strode towards her boudoir.

After Zhou Xun walked in, the door closed automatically.

After that, it was another sleepless night.

The next day, Song Yiqing was lying in Zhou Xun's arms, with a flush on her face that had not yet dissipated.

"Husband, Qing'er is where she is today, thanks to your support!"

This sentence was sincere. Without Zhou Xun's full support, as a low-grade spiritual root monk, how would she have the chance to break through and become a foundation-building monk at the age of fifty-five.

"You and I have been together for many years, there is no need to be so polite!" Zhou Xun tightened his grip on Song Yiqing.

Song Yiqing has been staying by his side since he established the foundation, and it has been nearly forty years now.

He was also well aware of Song Yiqing's affection for him, so he fully supported her, and Zhou Xun was also willing to do so.

When he has the ability, Zhou Xun is also willing to do it if he can bring some benefits to the people around him and change their original destiny.

"By the way, although you have broken through the foundation building, you can't relax in your cultivation. You are only fifty-five years old now. If you can cultivate to the peak of foundation building in the future, how can your husband be stingy with a pill-forming spiritual object!"

Suddenly, Zhou Xun seemed to have thought of something and warned the beauty beside him.

"Pellet formation?"

Song Yiqing was stunned when she heard these two words.

She already felt extremely lucky to be able to build a foundation. As for "building a core", she had never thought about it, nor did she dare to think about it.

"Can I still be able to form elixirs one day? I have a low-grade spiritual root!"

"It's a blessing to be able to build a foundation. If you want to build a core, how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures will be consumed!"

Song Yiqing thought about it for a moment and knew that it must be an astronomical number.

I am afraid that even for Zhou Xun, the current True Pill cultivator, it is not that easy.

Otherwise, why is it that Master Baiyun has established Baiyun Immortal City for many years, but in the end there is only one fake elixir, Master Yufeng Liu Bo'an.

The dozen or so disciples he had accepted before ended up regretting their death and stopped building foundations.

You know, whoever can be noticed by Master Baiyun and accepted as a disciple is not extremely talented.

Such a person can't form an elixir, let alone his low-grade spiritual roots.

The two have been together for decades. Zhou Xun guessed what Song Yiqing was thinking when he saw her expression.

His face immediately turned serious and he pretended to be angry:

"So what if you have low-grade spiritual roots? In the world of immortal cultivation, there are countless people who have low-grade spiritual roots and finally condense the Nascent Soul and become the true king!"

"Besides, since you have the full support of your husband, there is no difficulty in cultivating to the peak of foundation building!"

"At that time, if you look for an opportunity to attack the core formation, you may be able to break through in one fell swoop. Even if you fail, I will kill a third-level monster for you,"

"Take the demon elixir and refine it with you to make a fake elixir, and you can live up to 500 years."

"Is it possible that Yi Qingqing doesn't want to stay with her husband?"

"How come? For Qing'er, it's great to be able to stay with her husband for one more day!"

Seeing that Zhou Xun was angry, Song Yiqing quickly explained.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but have wild thoughts about Zhou Xun's words.

‘If I am really lucky enough to break through the pill formation, wouldn’t I be able to accompany Zhou Xun for five hundred years! ’

This is almost the longest lifespan of a monk in the Eastern Wasteland in thousands of years!

After all, no Nascent Soul monk has appeared here for thousands of years.

Five hundred years is the shackles of the longevity of the Eastern Wasteland monks. At most, they can take some longevity pills to increase it.

Thinking of this, Song Yiqing's eyes lit up, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fighting spirit, and said decisively:

"Don't worry, husband, I will definitely practice hard and reach the peak of foundation building as soon as possible!"

Time passed, and soon, the news that Song Yiqing successfully built the foundation spread among Zhou Xunmen's subordinates.

To celebrate, Zhou Xun decided to hold a foundation-building celebration for her.

According to Song Yiqing's intention, there was no big deal and only a small number of people were invited.

Apart from Zhou Xun's few apprentices, there were only Fang Tianlun and his wife, Lin Xiuyin, and several children of the Song family.

The island in the middle of the lake is Song Yiqing Cave Mansion.

"Congratulations to Master Madam for successfully building the foundation!" Zhou Jinsong and others congratulated Song Yiqing.

"Here are five bottles of second-grade low-grade Qi Condensation Pills, which are most suitable for monks in the early stages of foundation building. Please don't dislike them, Master Wife!"

With that said, Zhou Jinsong took out five pill bottles and placed them on the table.

These five bottles of Qi Condensing Pills, together, are worth thousands of spirit stones, enough for Song Yiqing to last more than ten years.

What Fang Tianlun and his wife presented as a gift was a top-quality magic weapon, which Fang Tianlun personally refined.

It is also mixed with magic weapon materials, which is extremely impressive.

Even Wang Shun also presented five hundred spirit stones.

His cultivation is only at the ninth level of Qi training, and his wealth is not rich. It is extremely rare to be able to produce five hundred spirit stones.

As for the Song family, they directly gave fifty middle-grade spiritual stones and promised to give away five hundred spiritual stones every year in the future.

After all, it can be seen with the naked eye that Zhou Xun will surpass Jin Hongzhenren in the future and become the Song family's biggest backer.

And their connection with Zhou Xun relies on Song Yiqing.

At this moment, Zhou Xun arrived at Song Yiqing Cave Mansion.

"Meet the master/island owner!"

As soon as they saw Zhou Xun, everyone stood up to greet him.

Zhou Xun laughed and went straight to Song Yiqing to sit down.

Then he slapped his hand on the storage bag, and several rays of light flew out and landed on the table in front of him.

One second-level high-grade escape talisman, one defensive talisman, and two attack talismans that have been cultivated to perfection.

There is also a bottle of second-grade low-grade Qi Recovery Pill, Violence Pill and Healing Pill.

These things are enough to allow Song Yiqing to escape smoothly when encountering danger.

Unless you encounter a monk in the Dan Formation stage, there is no problem with safety.

What's more, Song Yiqing never goes out and stays at Wangchuan Lake on weekdays, so she basically has no need for these treasures.

"Thank you husband!"

Time flies, half a year flies by.

On this day, a hundred miles away from Wangchuan Lake, a blue spiritual light flew towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Arriving above Wangchuan Lake, he suddenly plunged into the water.

A moment later, this figure appeared in the training room at the bottom of the lake.

It is the incarnation of the power of going out to collect thunder.

After a year, the power of thunder in the thunder pool was finally filled.

"Finally home!"

The incarnation smiled slightly and went straight into the training room.

In the room, the main body holds a talisman pen and concentrates on drawing the talisman.

In the past six months, in addition to practicing, Zhou Xun's body has been making talismans. As for other cultivation skills, all of them have stopped.

He wanted to improve his skills to a quasi-third level as soon as possible.

At that time, you can try to refine the treasure talisman!

He was extremely jealous of the talisman array that could resist the late stage of pill formation head-on.

"If we can successfully recreate that talisman array, we will have a trump card against Tianyu Sect!"

After half a year of practice, the progress of making talismans has almost caught up with alchemy.

Things have their own priorities, and it is only right to adjust your energy and time according to your needs.

Without disturbing the body's talisman, the avatar went straight to the other side.

He took out a futon and sat cross-legged.

I have sacrificed twelve thunder seeds before, and now I am refining them again, and I am naturally familiar with the process.

Close your eyes and adjust your breath to adjust your energy and spirit to the best state.

After a long time, Zhou Xun opened his eyes.

His mouth opened slightly, and a purple jade-like thunder pool flew out, hanging in front of Zhou Xun, with lightning arcs flashing around him.

At this time, after several years of warming up, the power of the thunder pool has been greatly improved, coupled with the absorbed power of thunder.

The flashing thunder arcs around the thunder pool, even the incarnation at this time, had a faint feeling of palpitations.

"disease!"

Zhou Xun formed a seal in his hand, and immediately a spiritual light struck the thunder pool in front of him, and a beating thunder arc was drawn out.

Without hesitation, Zhou Xun separated a touch of divine consciousness and began to refine it.

After many experiences, Zhou Xun was unable to move due to the slight pain caused by the lightning arc stimulating his consciousness.

Soon, the thunder arc was successfully refined and became gentle. At the same time, it shone with spirituality and a very subtle connection came from it.

However, this lightning arc is not enough. He still needs to condense eighty strands.

So continue the previous action.

Ten days later, all eighty-one spiritual lightning arcs required for a thunder seed were refined.

Using the same process, Zhou Xun forced out nine drops of blood essence, turned it into a blood talisman, and wrapped it towards the eighty-one spiritual lightning arcs.

Then the magic formula changed, and a spiritual light hit the blood talisman.

Blood Talisman and Thunder Arc merge and merge.

After a few hours, they all merged into one, leaving only a round thunder seed the size of a thumb remaining in the air.

At this point, the sacrifice of a thunder seed was successfully completed.

This time the sacrifice saved at least one-third of the time compared to the first time.

It originally took him half a month to complete one sacrifice, but now, it only takes ten days.

In this way, the incarnation has been immersed in the sacrifice of thunder seeds.

It was not until four months later that all the remaining twelve thunder seeds were sacrificed and completed.

At this point, all thirty-six thunder seeds have been sacrificed.

Zhou Xun couldn't help but feel a trace of relief on his face.

"Thirty-six thunder seeds,"

"With this as the cornerstone, the Zixiao True Thunder Formation laid out can barely be called a late-stage pill-forming combat power!"

"Thunder Seed has reached the ultimate level of pill formation. If we can successfully refine the Gang Talisman Array again!"

"Only when I am in the Eastern Wasteland can I be said to be fearless!"