Gou Cultivates Immortals In the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

  Chapter 6 Theory of Foundation Establishment (recommended)

   "Zhu Ji Dan!"

  Fang Xi also showed eagerness on his face, but seeing the crowd who had gradually become crazy and started to buy talismans and magic weapons, and rushed out of the square, their hearts were like ice.

  Going to the secret realm to find opportunities, you will not only face the danger of the secret realm itself, but also the fellow monks and robbery cultivators.

  Before the temptation of building a foundation, family love, friendship, and even the relationship between master and apprentice may not stand the test!

   Therefore, he avoided the noisy crowd and walked slowly back to his spiritual field.

   At the same time, he was also thinking about Zhu Ji Dan!

  Building a foundation is difficult. Before the age of sixty, it is only the most basic requirement to cultivate the basic skills to the perfection.

  In addition to this, there are three more gates.

  The first level is the blood level! When building the foundation, the monks must be physically strong, full of qi and blood, and must not have hidden injuries. It is generally believed in the world of immortality that it is difficult for monks after the age of 60 to build a foundation even if they have cultivated to the perfect state of qi refining, which is related to the decline of qi and blood.

  The second level is the mana level, the mana must be strong enough, even if it is a little bit short, it is difficult to complete the requirements of the mana condensate.

  The last hurdle is to give birth to divine consciousness!

   Qi refining monks only have their own spiritual consciousness, which can only be used for internal viewing, reading jade slips, etc., and it is difficult to release it externally.

  The monk who established the foundation possesses divine consciousness, which can sweep tens of feet, and masters great convenience in fighting skills and practice.

  Any pill or item that can be useful to these three levels can be called a foundation-building spirit!

"The ancient monks dealt with foundation building by looking for spiritual objects suitable for breaking through the three levels, such as the evil spirit of heaven and earth, which can hone the monk's physique, and the elixir that can strengthen the blood, all of which can be used to break through the level of energy and blood... The same is true for mana level , As for the level of spiritual consciousness, it is rumored that Jingxinlian, Wen Yuxin and other natural and earthly treasures are also very effective..."

   "But the spirits of heaven and earth are extremely rare after all, and many of them are effective for monks who form alchemy. It's too bad for monks who build foundations..."

"Fortunately, thousands of years ago, there was a grand master of alchemy, Uncle Tong Zhenjun, who researched the 'Building Foundation Pill' pill. The probability of the foundation is increased by 30%, and if the foundation fails, you will not die from broken tendons..."

   "You know, even the ancient monks, building a foundation is a narrow escape, and except for those heaven-defying spiritual objects, using ordinary spiritual objects can only increase the probability of foundation establishment by 20-30%..."

   "Master Shutong, it can be said that he has benefited the world of cultivating immortals for thousands of years, and he is also a model that today's people are better than ancient people... It is a bit shocking that people who were thousands of years ago are counted as today's people..."

  The corners of Fang Xi's mouth twitched slightly, but when he thought of the rumor that Yuanying Zhenjun lived over a thousand years, he thought it was very reasonable.

   They might not be dead yet, so why can’t they be considered modern people?

  …

  In the bamboo forest.

   Bamboo leaves that looked like emeralds fell, and Fang Xi carefully put them away.

  The bamboo leaves of Jade and Green Bamboo are not very useful, but they look pretty and look like jade. Generally, Lingnong just throw them away.

   But Fang Xi can take it to the Great Liang World, it is better than gold leaf.

   After all, to exchange common gold and silver in Fangshi, you need to use spirit crystals!

  He patrolled around the spiritual field again, and when he came to an emerald jade bamboo, he chopped it down with one palm.

Snapped!

  A bamboo branch fell in response to the sound, and he rubbed his hands together to remove the bamboo skin, and saw the crispy inside—Lingmi!

   This Polygonatum corn grows in bamboo tubes and is harvested in winter and spring. It is still very immature.

  Fang Xi picked up a few grains of spiritual rice, stuffed them into her mouth, chewed like an old farmer, and nodded from time to time: "It tastes sweet, full of spiritual power, and free from pests. The next spring will start, and it should be worthy of the evaluation of 'good'."

  This is the foundation of his life, and he cannot be careless.

  After inspecting the Lingtian, Fang Xi suddenly became interested, took a deep breath, and stretched out his palms.

   Bang Bang!

  The next moment, there was a crisp sound in the void.

  In the snow, there are only palm shadows flying.

  Suddenly, Fang Xi turned her palms into legs, and her figure was like a ghost. She slithered across the white snow and came to a pine and cypress.

Snapped!

  His right foot was raised high, and it fell down suddenly like a boneless snake.

  On the surface of the pines and cypresses, the bark was cracked, sawdust was flying, and a whip mark suddenly appeared!

   "Is this... the power of blood?"

  After a long time, Fang Xi stopped and exhaled a big breath.

  He was so excited that he practiced martial arts in the heavy snow, and he seemed to have grasped the flow of Qi and blood in his body.

   This is the introduction to Daliang Qixue Martial Arts!

  As long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to grasp it completely and enter the realm of changing qi and blood!

   "I'm not a martial arts prodigy, but just now I easily manipulated my blood..."

  Fang Xi murmured, her eyes sparkling slightly: "It seems...in a world full of heaven and earth spiritual energy, the progress of martial arts training is faster!"

  He looked at his fist, thinking of the feeling of squeezing his blood just now, he was a little absent-minded again.

'According to what Master Mu said...beyond the three transformations of qi and blood, there is still a stronger realm, which is the level of the masters of the martial arts...and at the level of the master of the martial arts, he can completely condense the qi and blood, and he is as immobile as a mountain. Normally, he is like a mortal, but when he moves like a demon, he can send and receive freely. Even at the age of 80, his vitality and blood will not decay in the slightest. Only before death will he lose his strength...'

  ‘Doesn’t this mean…’

Fang Xi's eyes gradually brightened: "As long as I practice to the level of a martial arts master, my qi and blood will be locked, and there will be no change until I die... so I don't have to worry about the fact that I have to perfect my qi before the age of 60." level?"

   "In other words, even if I am 70, 80, or even 90 years old and try to establish a foundation, I won't be dragged down by insufficient qi and blood. At least qi and blood will not be a problem."

   "This qi and blood martial arts is at least equivalent to one-third of a Foundation Establishment Pill!"

   "Sure enough, mastering the resources of the two worlds, sharing what is needed, and complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses, as long as I stick to it and develop secretly, I can always grow up!"

  A smile formed on the corner of Fang Xi's mouth.

  Since time travel, he has never been so confident in his future as he is now!

  …

  Shack area.

  Fang Xi was shocked to see that this place was also a mess.

  Even Lao Maitou took out a slightly damaged low-grade magic weapon flying sword and walked out of the house.

   "Old Maitou, where are you going?"

  Fang Xi couldn't help but asked.

"Of course it's Ziyou Mountain!" Old Maitou opened his mouth, showing a smile that lacked a few yellow teeth, with a bit of a ferocious taste: "Cultivating immortals to old age, you have to fight... Do you know that when I was young, I There was also a chance, but I flinched, and now, every night, I feel regretful in my heart like claws scratching my heart..."

  Hearing this, Fang Xi knew that there was no need to persuade him. The old man had already thought everything through and would not listen to persuasion.

  But he still couldn't help adding: "Then I wish you a successful foundation building..."

  With the opponent's weak waist, he really doesn't like Lao Maitou.

   "Haha... the old man has long given up on establishing foundations, but he still has a little grandson in the secular world. He is very clever, unlike me..."

  Old Maitou waved his hand and left casually.

   While parting, it seems that he still wants to make a good relationship for his little grandson.

   "Old Maitou..."

  Fang Xi let out a breath of white air, looking at the snowflakes covering the opponent's footprints.

  He didn't know what opportunity the other party lost when he was young, but it seemed that he had been regretting it all these years.

   Now, if he doesn't fight hard, he will really die.

  ‘If I didn’t get the golden finger, would I go? '

  Fang Xi stood at the door, like a sculpture, silently asking herself.

  It seems that it is not difficult to choose between being the bottom of the world of cultivating immortals and competing for the chance to build a foundation, and being proud of the world of cultivating immortals in an ordinary life?

  ‘It doesn’t matter, I’m practicing behind closed doors these few days. '

  He sighed, went home, and closed the door.

  …

   Three days later.

  Great Cool World.

   Fangfu.

"drink!"

  Fang Xi was wearing a bunt suit, her arms were bare, the muscles on them were bulging, and the veins were wriggling like earthworms.

   "White Cloud Palm!"

  Suddenly, he let out a soft drink, and made a series of palm movements with both hands, hitting the wooden stake in front of him.

   Bang Bang!

  After a dull sound, shallow marks were left on the stakes.

  Mu Mimiao stood by, looking at this scene, with a hint of consternation in her beautiful eyes: "This progress... so fast!"

   "Master Mu, how about my palm technique?"

  After finishing a set of martial arts, Yue Gui next to her immediately came over to wipe off her sweat. Fang Xi threw away her handkerchief and asked casually.

Mu Mimiao took a deep breath: "Mr. Fang, your talent is beyond my expectation. Now you can sense qi and blood from time to time, right? Within about a month, you can completely control your qi and blood and enter the level of qi and blood. No problem at all."

   "That's fine."

  Fang Xi smiled.

  He has already determined that practicing Qi and Blood Martial Arts in the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm seems to have special benefits, and the cultivation speed is at least three or four times faster than here!

   "Probably because of the different levels of aura in the world?"

   In Fang Xi's mind, he already had some idea.

   "As long as the qi and blood are changed, Mr. Fang can become an official disciple of our Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, gain the cultivation skills of the second and third levels of transformation, and get the support of secret medicine."

  Mu Piaomiao said solemnly.

   "Thank you, Master Mu."

  Fang Xi nodded and asked Yuegui to bring her a gift.

   "This is...too expensive, isn't it?"

  Mu Piaomiao looked at a bamboo-leaf-like emerald in her hand, and the corners of her eyes twitched.

   This kind of beautiful jade is worth at least tens of taels of silver, and the average family in Black Rock City may not need so much in a year!

  Even though Mu Piaomiao couldn't help thinking that this disciple would be able to deal with him, and that he would really give money if something happened.

   "Please don't be disgusted, master."

  Fang Xi smiled brightly.

  Anyway, it is a leaf picked up casually, and it is not bad to use it to brush.

   In the afternoon, when She Lei came, he did the same.

  However, Fang Xi caught a glimpse of the greed and malice in She Lei's eyes when she got the emerald green bamboo leaves.

  As a cultivator, his five senses are different from ordinary people. Everything that this warrior thinks he has hidden well is as if there is nothing to hide in front of Fang Xi.

  (end of this chapter)