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Cave quiet room.

Fang Xiu sat cross-legged and circulated the heavens.

[Eight Phases of the Universe to Build the Foundation: The Fourth Level (18%)]

"It only took three years to improve the progress by 16%. Refining the soul magic weapon really delayed the practice."

In the past three years, the Ivy Sword has absorbed a large amount of his vitality. While its power has been further improved, it has also caused his cultivation to improve slowly.

In addition to the Ivy Sword, there are also natal flying swords with three attributes: gold, water, and fire, which may absorb vitality.

According to this progress, even if the bottleneck in the later stages of foundation building is not considered, it will take him two hundred years to practice from the fourth level of foundation building to the ninth level of foundation building.

"The level of talisman making and weapon refining is stable at the second-level mid-level, and it is difficult to make significant progress in a short period of time...

Fang Xiu got up and left the quiet room.

Three years later, his cultivation level has not improved much, but his strength has improved a lot. The power of the four natal flying swords alone has increased a lot under the nourishment of vitality.

Not to mention that he has accumulated a large number of high-quality and top-quality talismans.

"It's time to go to Song Dynasty."

Fang Xiu walked out of the quiet room, released his spiritual consciousness, and walked out of the main hall.

In the medicine field at the back, a female cultivator in a lake-blue skirt squatted half-crouched. She had a beautiful side face, eyebrows as thin as a crescent moon, her lips were slightly opened and closed, and she was muttering in her mouth.

She looks in her mid-twenties, with her pert buttocks and bulging breasts, but she shows off the graceful charm of a mature woman.

Fang Xiu walked over.

"Brother Fang, you are out of seclusion." Su Lingyun heard the movement.

"Yeah." Fang Xiu nodded and looked at her.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Su Lingyun stroked her cheek.

"I feel like you've become a lot younger." Fang Xiu smiled.

After Su Lingyun successfully established the foundation, her appearance returned to her youth, from her early thirties to her mid-twenties.

Fang Xiu had been in seclusion for only three months. Unexpectedly, her appearance became younger again.

"Really?!" Su Lingyun opened her red lips lightly, revealing a row of white teeth, unable to hide her joy. "I just recently learned how to refine the second-level beauty elixir, and the success rate is close to 30%."

Sure enough, becoming beautiful is a huge motivation for female cultivators. ’ Fang Xiu’s eyes brightened slightly.

The Beauty Pill is not like the Xuanmu Pill. The Xuanmu Pill is called a second-level elixir, but its refining difficulty cannot reach the second level.

However, the Beauty Pill is a true second-level low-grade elixir, which is more difficult to refine. It is second only to the Foundation-Building Pill among second-level low-grade elixirs.

"What's wrong, Brother Fang, do you think I'm wasting the elixir?" Su Lingyun saw that Fang Xiu was silent, and the smile gradually faded from her face.

"No, how could it be? I just didn't expect you to improve so quickly." Fang Xiu said with a smile.

Most second-level elixirs require a 30% success rate to ensure a steady profit.

However, for a few special elixirs such as Foundation Building Pills and Beauty Pills, as long as the elixir success rate is more than 20%, you can make money.

Beauty elixirs cannot be sold at high prices at male practitioners, and sales are very low.

But for the female foundation-building cultivator, it can be sold at a high price.

Especially for the higher-quality second-level beauty pills, many elderly foundation-building monks are very willing to spend money.

Su Lingyun had a solid foundation during the Qi refining period, and her external skills were also cultivated to the realm of the Martial Saint, locking up her Qi and blood before she could break through the foundation.

Fang Xiu had roughly sensed her longevity, which was probably early two hundred and thirty years, close to the theoretical longevity of a foundation-building monk.

At the foundation building stage, Fang Xiu could no longer support her like he could during the Qi refining stage.

However, after Su Lingyun broke through the foundation building, her alchemy skills improved rapidly.

Now that she has learned to refine the second-level beauty elixir, her ability to make money will probably not be much worse than Fang Xiu's in the future.

From unilateral support to mutual support.

"That's good!" Su Lingyun pursed her lips lightly, her beautiful eyes full of smile. Which woman doesn't like to be sincerely praised by her husband for her appearance. What's more, it also affirmed her ability.

Facing Su Lingyun's "charming" smile, Fang Xiu pulled her into the inner room.

An hour passed.

afterwards.

Fang Xiu told her that she was going out and left more than 150 kilograms of second-order blood-toothed rice for her.

"It takes so long?" Su Lingyun paused slightly.

Her external skill has been upgraded to the realm of martial saint, and it takes ten days to digest a pound of blood tooth rice to completely refine the qi and blood in it.

I can eat up to three kilograms of bloody rice in a month.

More than 150 kilograms of bloody rice is enough for her to eat for five years.

"You are already a foundation-building monk. This little time is nothing. If you retreat a few more times and refine some second-level elixirs, time will pass quickly."

Fang Xiu smiled.

When he goes out this time, he must get the dragon scale stone and the follow-up skills of "Three Soul Gathering Technique".

The return time is uncertain.

It takes time to transform into a foundation and build a foundation, as well as Tianji City's large-scale auction, which will start in a year.

After that, he will also refine the earth attribute flying sword and master the Five Elements Transformation Formation.

If everything goes well, it will probably take three to five years.

"That's true." Su Lingyun nodded lightly, "Have you brought enough Xuanmu Dan? Do you need me to refine a few more furnaces?"

"I was about to say this, you really need to prepare more." Fang Xiu said.

"Okay, I'll prepare as soon as possible." After saying that, Su Lingyun stood up.

"No rush."

Fang Xiu pulled her back into the quilt.

Ten days later.

Su Lingyun refined three furnaces of Xuanmu Dan.

Before leaving, Fang Xiu took a look at the big green dragon in the fish pond.

Each one is fat and over three feet long.

"You can eat fish when you come back...:"

Fang Xiu put away the magic tree by the fish pond, and summoned the earth dragon from the lake, putting it into a spiritual pet bag. This time when going to a strange country, Fang Xiu had to be fully armed.

Now that Su Lingyun has successfully built the foundation, she has enough power to protect herself.

Taking care of the cave is no problem.

Afterwards, Fang Xiu went to Xiaoquan Peak next door to visit the Sun family’s ancestors.

Sun Chuan's cultivation level has not recovered yet.

On the contrary, Sun Miaoling had already entered the second level of foundation building.

Of course, judging from the Earth Spirit Root qualifications, this cultivation speed is normal.

Fang Xiu asked the two of them to help. If something happens to Daquan Peak, please take care of each other.

"You don't have to tell me that! I will definitely take care of Aunt Su's affairs!"

Sun Miaoling looked like it was natural.

"That's good, thank you Daoist Brother Xiao Sun." Fang Xiu smiled and handed over his hand.

It feels like the two of them are friends and mothers.

The relationship between the two was so good, and he was so happy. Maybe this was Su Lingyun's chance.

Fang Xiu left Xiaoquan Peak and first went to Mu's house to visit Chen Fan.

But they learned that Chen Fan had gone on a trip more than a year ago.

"Are you going to earn spiritual stones...:"

So, Fang Xiu returned to Daquan Peak and handed the genuine Foundation Building Pill to Su Lingyun.

If Chen Fan comes to exchange spiritual stones for genuine Foundation Building Pills, you can give him a little discount.

Heavenly Fire Fairy City.

Fang Xiu purchased some useful materials and talismans in the city, and then participated in the medium-sized auction.

boom! boom! boom!

As soon as Fang Xiu left Tianhuo Fairy City, he heard a deafening explosion in the sky.

Golden and red rays of light shone above the clouds like golden sword energy cutting through the clouds, condensing a powerful sword aura dozens of feet high.

A young man in blue robes stood in mid-air, with a golden sword wrapped around his body, like an unparalleled sharp magic weapon.

At the same time, opposite the blue-robed young man, fire clouds rose into the sky, and a red sun emerged.

In the middle of the sun stood a man wearing a red cloud robe. He was about thirty years old, with a sharp temperament and his eyebrows slanted into his temples.

"Huadongliu...the other one is a disciple of the Taiqing Sword Sect."

Fang Xiu looked up at the sky and recognized the man in the bright sun.

It was the direct disciple of Lihuoshan Tianhuo, the host of the large-scale auction he had participated in before.

As for the other person, he was wearing the Taiqing Sword Sect costume.

Both of them are in the late stage of foundation building. Huadongliu is at the peak of the ninth level of foundation building, while the other one seems to have just entered the late stage of foundation building.

"Someone dares to fight Huadongliu outside Tianhuo Immortal City. Who is this?"

"You don't even know him? This person is Yue Tingyuan, a disciple of Zhenjun Taiqing!"

"True Lord's disciple?!"

"I heard that this person has a six-yang body, and his cultivation speed is comparable to the top earth spirit roots!"

"Fifty-year-old in the late stage of foundation building, and still practicing the top Pure Yang Sword Technique of the Taiqing Sword Sect?!

"I think this boy has the talent of Nascent Soul!"

"Is this the difference between me and Tianjiao?"

Among the onlookers of the foundation-building monks, some recognized the identity of the young man in blue robes, which aroused everyone's amazement.

The golden sword and the red sun continued to clash, and heat waves surged in the surrounding space.

The two fought fiercely for an hour, making the onlookers around them exclaimed that they were enjoying themselves.

Fang Xiu was also fascinated by it.

At this time, Yue Tingyuan opened his mouth slightly and spit out a pure white flying sword.

Buzz!

As soon as the flying sword came out, it vomited mana crazily, emitting powerful spiritual pressure that was almost at the level of a magic weapon.

"Yuan Shen Magical Artifact!"

Everyone looked moved.

"Yue Tingyuan! You?!" Hua Dongliu's expression changed. Seeing that the opponent was about to use a killing move, he immediately put his hands together, and a gray stone mirror appeared on his chest. It turned around and a golden-red mirror appeared on his chest. flame.

A powerful spiritual pressure similar to that of a magic weapon rises.

"The prototype of the magic weapon!"

"The East China Movement is real! Yue Tingyuan will suffer a big loss!"

The onlookers' Foundation Establishment monks showed expressions of amazement.

The background of these two people at the same level is amazing.

One of them had already refined the soul magic weapon on the seventh level of foundation building, and the other one had the form of a magic weapon.

It seems that the prototype of Huadongliu's magic weapon is more powerful. After all, he is twice as old as Yue Tingyuan.

It takes longer to warm up the prototype of the magic weapon.

However, the speed at which the foundation-building monk activates the prototype of the magic weapon is slightly slower, and each time it is used, a large amount of vitality is consumed.

Just when Hua Dongliu looked hesitant, Yue Tingyuan's pure white flying sword moved in front of him, and struck towards Hua Dongliu's face.

Dang-Yi Hua Dongliu flew out a treasure mirror in front of him, blocking this astonishingly powerful sword. The pure white flying sword flew out backwards,

But the spiritual light on the surface of the treasure mirror has also dimmed a lot.

puff!

Hua Dongliu turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Whoosh!

The pure white flying sword went and returned, but was blocked by the treasure mirror again, and Huadong Liu struggled to hold on.

Seeing this situation, Yue Tingyuan withdrew his pure white flying sword and said, "Li Huoshan's true power of the sun is nothing more than this."

With that said, Yue Tingyuan put his hands behind his back, was wrapped in the golden sword, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Hua Dongliu suddenly called out to him.

"What? Do you want to continue?" Yue Tingyuan turned around and looked.

"It's because I, Huadongliu, am not as good as your Yue Tingyuan, and it's not that the Great Sun True Skill is not as good as Chunyang Sword Jue." Huadongliu looked solemn.

"Hahaha!" Yue Tingyuan laughed up to the sky and left proudly.

Hua Dongliu put away the prototype of the magic weapon, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and flew into Li volcano with his face as normal.

"Yue Tingyuan is indeed a descendant of the True Lord, a contemporary genius! In my opinion, he is probably the best in the country in building the foundation and cultivating the earth!"

"I don't think so. Hua Dongliu obviously showed mercy.'

"Faced with a powerful Yuanshen magic weapon, he still showed mercy? It's obvious that he couldn't activate the magic weapon in time!

Lost is lost!"

Everyone was talking.

Fang Xiu was thoughtful.

He had a Yuanshen magic weapon, so he had some say in the battle just now.

Yue Tingyuan's Yuanshen magic weapon was obviously not sacrificed for a long time, but the Yuanshen essence mixed in it was probably left by a Jindan cultivator, and there were other third-level materials, so the power was stronger than Fang Xiu's Qingteng Sword.

With the current combat power shown by Yue Tingyuan, Fang Xiu was confident that he could fight him on equal terms.

If all the trump cards were played, the chances of winning were not small.

Of course, Yue Tingyuan should also have a trump card.

After all, he is a disciple of Yuanying True Lord.

Fang Xiu might not win in a trump card fight.

However, if Fang Xiu really had to choose an opponent, he would still choose Yue Tingyuan instead of Hua Dongliu.

Hua Dongliu gave him a somewhat unpredictable feeling, and the power of the prototype of the magic weapon was not fully exerted.

If we had to distinguish the strong from the weak, Yue Tingyuan only won in two points today, the first was background, and the second was age.

His strong background made Hua Dongliu feel restrained and dared not take real action.

As for age, he was too young.

Even if there is a gap with Hua Dongliu now, he will catch up soon in the future.

"It seems that there are big problems inside the volcano..."

After watching the excitement, Fang Xiu quietly left and headed north to Song State.

At the same time.

Yue Tingyuan flew dozens of miles away and landed on a small hill.

On a large rock halfway up the mountain, a middle-aged man with a refined and gentle manner sat cross-legged, exuding the spiritual pressure of a Jindan Zhenren level.

When the middle-aged man saw Yue Tingyuan, a smile appeared on his face.

"How is it, junior brother? "

"I won, but Hua Dongliu obviously let me. Facing my humiliation, he also responded calmly. No one from the volcano appeared. "

Yue Tingyuan's face was calm, without the arrogance just now.

"You are really patient..." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Brother Qin, can I make a request?" Yue Tingyuan paused.

"Junior brother, just say it." The middle-aged man smiled faintly.

"Can you please not let me play this kind of role in the future? I feel so stupid!" Yue Tingyuan smiled helplessly.

"Oh? This opportunity to become famous is what others want, junior brother, don't like it?" The middle-aged man was surprised.

"I just want to practice peacefully and don't want to be in the limelight." Yue Tingyuan shook his head.

The middle-aged man paused, "Junior brother, although being humble and low-key is a good thing, it is not easy for a six-yang body not to want to be in the limelight. "

"You have to wait until I become a second-grade pill before you can be in the limelight! "Yue Tingyuan said solemnly.

"The middle-aged man was silent. He just said that Yue Tingyuan was modest and low-key, and then he turned around and made a second-grade pill.

Even if it is a heavenly spiritual root, it is only easy to condense a flawless golden elixir of the third grade.

As for the origin golden elixir of the third grade, it is hoped that it will be larger than other earthly roots, but it is not certain to succeed.

Even the strongest person in the country of Gan, Taiqing Zhenjun of our sect, who also has earthly spiritual roots, can only make a fourth-grade pill.

In the world of immortal cultivation where the first-grade pill has become a legend, the second-grade pill is the highest quality golden elixir.