Evergreen

Chapter 21 On Lingzhou Lake, the magic cultivator strikes

Although this is not comparable to the celestial appearance of Chen Nianzhi who started to practice at the age of three, it is much stronger than most monks who can start to practice after the age of eleven or twelve.

In the blink of an eye, more than four months have passed since he practiced peacefully in this way.

"call."

At the end of the day's practice, Chen Nianzhi slowly let out a mouthful of mist.

Feeling that his infuriating qi increased by another point, he immediately showed a bit of joy.

After the cultivator breaks through the ninth level of Qi training, it does not mean that he will be able to build the foundation immediately, but he still needs to polish his true Qi more.

The so-called foundation building is to continuously compress the true energy and finally convert it into liquid true energy, thereby producing a qualitative change and completing the transition of the life level.

And in this process, the amount of True Qi required is very large.

Generally, qi cultivators will cultivate their own true qi to the point where the muscles and veins are full, and then continue to polish it to condense the true qi to the limit that the muscles and veins can bear.

In addition, it is necessary to quench the tendons with infuriating energy to ensure that the strength of the meridians is quenched to the limit before starting to build the foundation, and this process often takes nearly ten years of grinding time.

Even so, if there is no Foundation Establishment Pill to help, the success rate of Foundation Establishment is only [-]%. Once the condensing of True Essence fails, the whole body's tendons will be exploded by True Qi, and the tendons will be broken and die.

The reason why the sixth elder Chen Qingmeng fell after failing to build the foundation was that he fell at this crucial step.

The function of the Foundation Establishment Pill is to make the infuriating qi more gentle, and it can double the strength of the tendons in a short period of time.

It is precisely because of this that the cultivator who uses the Foundation Establishment Pill to break through will at most only suffer severe damage to his vitality and will not be in danger of falling even if the breakthrough fails.

Chen Nianzhi's body has Hongmeng Purple Qi to lift the root and feet, and since childhood, he used True Qi and Hongmeng Purple Qi to quench his tendons and veins, so his tendons are much wider than ordinary Qi training monks, and the toughness and strength of the veins are also far beyond ordinary Qi refining. Peak monk.

According to his estimation, as long as he is nourished with Hongmeng Purple Qi for a few more years, the strength of his tendons will be more than double that of ordinary people.At that time, the grasp of breaking through the foundation building will be more than a few percent out of thin air, which is almost equivalent to taking a foundation building pill.

"My veins are broad, and I can hold more than [-]% or [-]% more True Qi than a monk of the same rank. This can also increase my confidence in foundation building by [-]% or [-]%."

"So next, as long as you play it steadily, use the spiritual peach to accumulate true energy, and after a few years of polishing, I am afraid that you will be able to grasp the foundation by [-] to [-]%."

Chen Nianzhi thought with pleasure that with his background, if he could get another Foundation Establishment Pill, he would be sure to break through the Foundation Establishment.

In a good mood, he finished his practice homework, and then walked out of the wooden house to take care of the spiritual fish and purple geese as usual. After walking a few steps, he found that the spiritual peaches on the spiritual peach tree were about to mature.

The joy of the upcoming harvest rushed to his heart, which put him in a good mood.

"This year's Ling Tao seems to be a little more than in previous years."

Chen Nianzhi looked at the peach tree and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that because of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the roots and feet of the peach tree have changed, and the number of peach trees is growing year by year.

There were still 56 spirit peaches in the first year, 70 in the second year, and more than [-] green fruits this year.

This has almost reached the limit of the first-order low-grade spiritual peach tree, and it will break through to the first-rank middle-grade one step further.

"This peach tree will not break through the heel limit, can it be advanced with age?"

"If this is the case, according to the trend, it is estimated that after waiting for a year or two, it will reach the first-order middle grade."

Chen Nianzhi thought with some joy that the first-tier middle-grade peach trees would produce twice as many peach trees each year as the low-grade peach trees, usually around a hundred.

"..."

On this day, on the edge of Lingzhou Lake, three monks, one woman, two men, looked at the island in the center of the lake in the distance.

One of the beautiful middle-aged women who still had the charm looked at the scenery here and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I can't believe that the Chen family still owns a Linghu with such a beautiful scenery."

"If you can occupy this dojo and practice here for the rest of your life, what a wonderful thing to say."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, another skinny old cultivator shook his head: "This Lingzhou Lake is the territory of the Chen family. It is a fool's dream to occupy it with your cultivation base."

"Most of the Chen family's unique specialty Cangqing Lingyu is raised here, right?"

"If it can be wiped out in one go, the cultivation resources for the next ten years will not be bad."

"Okay, okay, don't patronize the spiritual fish in the dojo, it's still the most important thing."

The third person suddenly said that this person is a burly gray-robed monk.

He looked at the island in the heart of the lake solemnly, and said in a deep voice after a while.

"According to the information we have investigated, the person who killed the junior brother is in this Lingzhou Lake."

"Right now, the Master has ordered me to come and take revenge, but we can't slack off."

It turned out that these people were all disciples of Old Demon Zhang. They came here to find Chen Nianzhi and avenge the descendants of Old Demon Zhang who sacrificed blood in Pingyuan Town.

Thinking of the goal of this trip, the middle-aged beautiful woman's expression changed, and she cursed with dissatisfaction.

"The old devil was afraid of Chen Changxuan, and he didn't dare to come. Instead, he asked me to wait and risk my life."

"Then Chen Nianzhi is a ninth-level qi cultivator and is guarded by a formation. Are we here to die?"

Demon cultivators have never talked about family affection. They will do anything for their own interests. There are many examples of father and son cannibalizing each other and master and apprentice.

The skinny old man didn't care that the woman scolded Old Demon Zhang face to face, instead he shook his head and said with a gloomy expression:
"We all have the evil spirit-devouring curse left by Old Demon Zhang, and there is still a chance to follow the order. If you don't obey, you will end up with the evil ghost's heart-devouring. You can't resist if you want to."

The burly demon cultivator is the only ninth-level qi training among the three, and his strength is the first of the three. His expression is not good-looking, but he still said with confidence.

"Before this trip, Master gave me a Six Ghost Talisman, which is enough to deal with this formation."

"When the three of us are in the late stage of qi training, we won't be able to win anyone else."

"It's a long night dream, let's do it now."

A few magic cultivators made a decision and immediately rode the waves in a lonely boat to the island in the heart of the lake.

It's a pity that they were unlucky, and just after halfway through, they were seen by Chen Nianzhi, an inventory spirit fish.

"No, it's a magician."

Chen Nianzhi's pupils shrank, the demonic aura on Mo Xiu's body was too obvious, he recognized it at a glance, and immediately returned to Lake Heart Island to activate the guardian formation.

Yunwudou exudes a thick layer of cloud and mist, shrouding the entire island in the center of the lake.

"Damn."

The expressions of the three demon cultivators immediately changed, and the burly demon cultivator gritted his teeth and said decisively.

"I can't care about that anymore, just go in."

Several demon heads entered the cloud and mist, but were covered by the cloud and mist, and their eyes were only ten feet wide.

As soon as the skinny old devil saw this scene, he felt bad, and quickly exclaimed: "This fog can cut off consciousness and eyesight, and even I can't see through it, and it will be broken one by one, we must not leave more than ten feet away."

(End of this chapter)