I will survive with proficiency

Ling Xiaozong.

After Feng Yu came back from the mission of burning wasteland, he had just entered the main peak when he saw the master of Sima Peak standing in the dojo from a distance.

He turned around and left.

During the burning of the wasteland for several months, although Feng Yu did not come back, there were other monks who traveled between the two places. He learned that Peak Master Sima had talked a lot about his past embarrassment during this period.

He also knew that Peak Lord Sima was thinking about selling him a pair of Muhong carps that no one wanted.

Who wants that thing?

"Brother Feng Yu, please stay." Peak Master Sima became excited when he saw Feng Yu coming back, grinned, and chased after him.

Feng Yu: Shameless old thief, you used to call me Fellow Daoist Feng, but now you want to sell me something and call me Brother Feng Xian.

Seeing that avoidance was inevitable, Feng Yu had no choice but to stop, and said with a smirk:

"Peak Master Sima, it's a pleasure to meet you. Why, fellow Daoist Sima, don't you want to talk about the evening primrose?"

Peak Master Sima was not surprised by Feng Yu's cynicism, and said with a smile:

"Brother Feng Yuxian, you have wronged me. It is all rumors. Who would dare to praise Brother Feng Xian's special research spirit when it comes to Ling Xiaozong?"

Feng Yu: ...Do you have two mouths?

Peak Master Sima flirted with each other for a while, until Feng Yu said, "Peak Master Sima has something to do, but it's okay to say it." Then he took out the pair of grinning muhong carps with ferocious faces, and said:

"Look, dear brother, isn't it cute?"

Feng Yu: You are a nice person, but why are you blind?

Before Feng Yu could interrupt, Master Sima said again:

"Knowing that younger brother Feng Xian likes to specialize in the study of evening primrose, I specially photographed a pair of red carps from Tianyan City this time for younger brother."

"My virtuous brother probably doesn't know that although this muhong carp is a first-order spirit beast, it is extremely rare. If it weren't for the rare large-scale auction held in Tianyan City this time, all kinds of capable people and strange people gathered together. You can really buy the beautiful Muhong carp."

Feng Yu:.

Peak Master Sima ignored Feng Yu's expressionless face and continued:

"My dear brother, do you know the value of Muhong carp? It can purify the water quality and increase the spiritual content of the water body. And using this water quality to water the evening primrose, the quality of the evening primrose will change by leaps and bounds."

"Brother, don't question it. I'm not talking nonsense. Many herbalists in Tianyan City know this. I also witnessed with my own eyes that there are high-quality Die Ling evening primroses growing beside the Lingxi River in Tianyan City."

"Get to the point." Feng Yu said speechlessly.

Peak Master Sima was not angry either, he just smiled:

"Brother Feng Xian, I bought this specially for you, and I won't earn the difference between you. Buy it now, 380 medium-grade spirit stones, how about it?"

This is indeed his original price.

He didn't get it from the auction, but bought it from a capable person from a foreign land after the auction.

The price is relatively expensive.

Feng Yu said with 'bitterness' on his face:

"Master Sima, I am aware of your kindness. But you also know that since Ling Xiaozong suffered disaster, I haven't specialized in researching evening primrose for several years. Why don't Master Sima sell it to those families? Monk?"

Master Sima Feng's mouth twitched.

The total income of those families is indeed large, but the total does not represent per capita, and every expenditure must be accounted for.

When encountering something that is useless to them, even if it is not too expensive, they are unwilling to sell it.

This time when he came back from Tianyan City, he brought seven or eight valuable things with him, but he dropped them all, leaving only this pair of Muhong carps in the end.

Expensive is not expensive.

In the past, three or four hundred spirit stones would not be of much importance to him as the peak master.

The problem is that he is now building a nine-story foundation and is trying to attack the alchemy. It is time to pile up a lot of treasures on his body, and these treasures consume a lot of spirit stones.

Not to mention 400 middle-grade spirit stones, even 40 middle-grade spirit stones are extremely precious to him.

Sima Feng advocates persuasion:

"Brother Feng Yu, that's not the case. The Lingxiao Sect suffered disaster, and our work has naturally stopped. Who is not like this? Now that the sect is being rebuilt, Brother Feng Xian is willing to give up all the experience he has studied for several years before. ? With Muhong Carp, why don’t the quality of Dieling Evening Primrose greatly increase?”

Seeing that Feng Yu didn't say anything, he continued:

"To tell you the truth, Brother Feng Xian, if I didn't know nothing about Lingzhi, how could I transfer such a rare Muhong carp to Brother Feng Xian?"

"Just imagine, once this Butterfly Spirit Evening Primrose is fully grown, isn't your 'Invincible Peak' the peak with the most aura? That is the real invincibility."

Feng Yu glanced at Peak Master Sima.

He didn't want to pay attention to Peak Master Sima's chatter.

".Do you want to see Fengzhu Chen steal the limelight by himself?" Fengzhu Sima said all the reasons.

Just when he was about to admit that he was unlucky, Feng Yu suddenly asked back:

"Chen Daoyou also planted Butterfly Evening Primrose?"

"That's right." Peak Master Sima never expected that this point would hit Feng Yu.

"How much did you plant?"

"It's all over the mountainside."

Feng Yu's eyes lit up instantly.

When he first found the eye, the scene of Chen Ping showing off in front of him is vivid in his memory.

He had long wanted to get this place back.

'Now is the opportunity to counterattack. ’. Feng Yu Yixi.

"I have several years of experience in cultivating butterfly spirit evening primroses, and the psychic liquid brought from Nanmao has been sealed up and kept untouched, plus these two ugly fishes"

Feng Yu had already imagined the scene of 'running to Chen Ping to show off, and Chen Ping was amazed and admiring'.

At that moment, he even thought about the name of the high-quality Butterfly Evening Primrose that he cultivated.

Hey hey in my heart.

"Brother Feng Xian, what are you laughing at?" Master Sima Feng patted Feng Yu.

"Um?"

Feng Yu came back to his senses, his smile disappeared in an instant:

"It's nothing, nothing, I thought of some happy things in my childhood."

"Then this Muhong carp?"

Feng Yu nodded with an 'expressionless face':

"Since Peak Master Sima brought it here for me, naturally I can't disappoint Peak Master Sima's wishes. Even if I don't breed Die Ling Evening Primrose anymore, I still want to buy this red carp, right?"

"How many spirit stones are there?"

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Xiaozhufeng.

By the bamboo lake, Chen Ping withdrew his consciousness and stopped being fettered with Mu Hongli's consciousness.

Muhong carp turned its head and plunged into the green lake water, disappearing without a trace.

[Muhong Carp. Beast Control (Beginner): 321/1000. 】

'This muhong carp seems to be relatively more difficult than the cloud-winged bird and the nine-colored cicada. '

'The jurisprudence system is also different. '

However, it is also understandable that both the Cloud-winged Bird and the Nine Nether Colorful Cicadas come from the Fengqi Sect and have the same root and origin.

Muhong carp is different.

According to the record in the booklet, Mu Hongli came from another more distant beast-controlling sect—the Divine Beast Sect in Central Continent.

Chen Ping got up.

Although Mu Hongli's judging system is another system and principle, he is not in a hurry, just take his time.

Before recognizing the master, the wild Muhong carp could also purify the water, but at that time they did not share the master's sentiments, and the effect was relatively small.

The current entry level has been brushed to 321 points, and it has already had a certain effect on the butterfly spirit evening primrose on the mountainside.

It has been possible to assess how sensitive the primrose is to water.

Chen Ping returned to the cave and continued to practice.

Spring goes and autumn comes, time flies like a white horse.

Thanks to Yun Haitang's behind-the-scenes arrangements, almost no one came to disturb his retreat for more than a year, and even Wei Xun seldom appeared.

Chen Ping can practice quietly.

this day.

The back mountain of Xiaozhu Peak.

"ah!"

Chen Ping let out a loud roar, and the spiritual power rippled outward rapidly in circles.

"Boom, boom, boom~" A series of voices followed immediately.

Chen Ping smiled to himself:

‘The full-level Hujueluo swordsmanship is powerful. '

[Hu Jue Luo Jianshu: Consummation. 】

At this level, Chen Ping no longer dared to experiment with his jade mirror.

What is certain is that the jade mirror worn by Ding Changshan on his chest may not be able to withstand two or three hits of the Hujue Luo sword technique and it will be completely damaged.

If you meet Ding Changshan again now, maybe you don't need to use Changsheng Pill anymore.

This spell alone is enough to make the opponent drink a pot.

Without a test subject, Chen Ping could not accurately test the power of the spell.

But as a spellcaster himself, Chen Ping can estimate from some details such as the consumption of spiritual power and the turbulent power of the spiritual power ripples, that under perfect conditions, it is at least ten times more powerful than when he first entered the 'grandmaster'.

This is not only a control technique, but also a killing technique.

‘Well, the sense of security +1. '

Keep going.

Chen Ping continued to practice 'Heaven's Punishment Thunder' in the back mountain for a while before returning to the Chen Mansion.

As soon as she returned to the inner courtyard, Xiaohong came over and put away the magic sword for Chen Ping:

"Patriarch, just now a message came from the disciples at the foot of the mountain, saying that a girl named Yun Lingshan was going to look for you, but I heard that you were in a semi-closed state, so I didn't come up to bother you."

Yun Lingshan?

Came out of the foundation pool?

"Did you bring anything?"

"Thank you Patriarch, no, no, it's 'thank you for the jade pendant and the cave, Master Chen, Lingshan has successfully established the foundation, and I will visit Master Chen again'. That's what she said." Xiaohong changed her voice and learned road.

This maid can't do without beating her for a day.

Yun Lingshan went quite smoothly.

However, she was originally a leader of the Yun family. Before the Yun family suffered disaster, among the hundreds of Yun family disciples, she was one of the few disciples who had the most high hopes.

This is normal.

I don't know why the "little sentiment" was stuck for so long before.

But the result is good, and that's enough.

Yun Haitang can also have one more right-hand helper.

The forest outside the city turned yellow and then green again.

Xiaozhufeng.

The maid, Xiaocui, is taking good care of the spiritual plants in the courtyard. These spiritual plants have strict maintenance conditions and procedures, which cannot be compared with the maintenance methods of those butterfly spirit evening primroses on the mountainside.

Suddenly, she found that the soil on her hand was vibrating for some reason.

And more and more intense.

Not only that, but the water from the bamboo lake slowly escaped from the bucket and floated into the air.

Xiao Cui was shocked.

Although she had lived in a monk city since she was a child, how had she seen this scene up close?

Could it be that monsters are coming?

"Xiaohong, Goudan, come quickly and see what's going on?" Xiao Cui shouted.

But as soon as she turned around, she realized that the two Xiaohongs at the far end were also stunned, looking at the bizarre visions in front of them in surprise.

Not only the water droplets floated up, even the small amount of black hair they hadn't pulled up broke away from gravity and floated in the air.

What's wrong?

But just when they were at a loss, a crisp female voice came:

"Don't panic, your Patriarch is about to break through."

Yun Haitang walked in, pressed her hand lightly, and the floating object fell to the ground immediately.

Everything is back to normal.

...

In the quiet room.

Chen Ping sat cross-legged on the futon, meditating on exercises.

A trace of spiritual energy lingered around his body, pulling out a pure silk thread densely.

In the body, the golden virtual bridge becomes wider, while the dantian becomes bigger in circles, big, big, big.

The liquid true essence at the bottom of the dantian was constantly turbulent, creating turbulent waves. Between the tendons and veins, the aura swims rapidly at an extreme speed.

Some imperfect tendons were quickly broken, and then quickly regenerated.

From the initial stage of foundation establishment to the middle stage of foundation establishment, the focus is on building a golden virtual bridge to lay a solid foundation for the road to foundation establishment thereafter.

And from the middle stage of foundation establishment to the late stage of foundation establishment, it is also an opportunity for a carp to leap over the dragon's gate.

This time, the opportunity is 'molting and rebirth'.

Also known as the 'Eighteen Days of Calamity'.

From the moment the body produces a vision, every moment thereafter is 'molting' and 'rebirth'.

Some defects left in the early and middle stages of foundation building will be greatly improved in this process, those unsmooth tendons will be broken and regenerated; the dantian will become larger in circles, and the golden virtual bridge will be gradually enlarged. widen

But this process will be extremely painful, the body is like being tortured, and the soul is like being whipped.

If you can't bear it, you can stimulate your spiritual power at any time to break through to the next level in advance.

If you can endure until the eighteenth day, let this idea of ​​breakthrough come to fruition on its own, and break through to the next level naturally, then you will get the greatest benefit afterwards.

This is the origin of the name 'Eighteen Days of Calamity'.

Chen Ping endured waves of pain.

He knew that he was on the verge of a breakthrough.

Concentrate and feel the changes in your body bit by bit.

He is not a genius, and he cannot easily enjoy this process relying on his natural advantages, but what he lacks most is perseverance, patience, tenacity, and the determination to get up step by step from the mud.

This process will not make monks die.

That being the case, no matter how painful and tormenting it is, he will go through it.

Men, you have to be tough on yourself!

Time passed day by day.

Chen Ping felt as if ten thousand knives were cutting his own flesh and blood. These knives ignored his physical fitness and went straight to the most painful nerves.

He even felt a toothpick inserted into his nails.

It was like a handful of red-hot Tie Luo imprinted on the skin, making a 'Zi Zi Zi' sound of tar.

It's like watching a mouse nibble on your legs, but you can't do anything about it.

This kind of heart-pounding pain made his face contort.

Sweat profusely.

The body trembled involuntarily.

Outside the cave, the inner courtyard.

"Second Madam, is the Patriarch alright?" Xiaohong asked cautiously.

Yun Haitang stood in the yard, quietly looking in the direction of the quiet room, and said lightly:

"It will be fine."

The tone was relaxed, but the fist in the sleeve was clenched tighter and tighter, leaving deep marks on the palm of his hand.

She has experienced the 'Eighteen Days of Tribulation', so she naturally knows how painful this process is.

When almost every monk advances to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he will swear that he will persevere until the last day, because this process will not kill anyone, as long as he persists for one more day, he will earn another day.

But there are very few who can really persist until the eighteenth day.

This process is equivalent to stripping away all the magic power of the monk, turning the monk into a mortal, and a mortal whose perception is a thousand times or ten thousand times that of a mortal.

In this case, go to bear the double extreme torture of body and spirit.

But from the time when Chen Ping asked her about the precautions for promotion, she knew that her husband would definitely choose to persevere until the last day.

In her whole life of practice, she has never seen a man who is as persevering, patient, and willing to endure pain as her husband.

Of course, the main thing is that the process doesn't die.

At most fainting!

"Second Madam, go and rest for a while, you haven't slept for seventeen days. This servant is watching here, if the Patriarch comes out, this servant will call you immediately." Xiaohong said.

Yun Haitang smiled:

"I'm fine. Go and rest."

His eyes fell silently on the quiet room.

Quiet room.

Chen Ping himself didn't know how many days passed, and his consciousness began to blur.

It seems to see Li Gui floating in the distance, one is a flower demon, one is a monk Cao, one is a tall bull-headed evil spirit, and one is wearing a red dress.

He walked towards him step by step, but he couldn't move himself.

In the next second, he seemed to see those monks killed by him, Ding Changshan, Ouyang Hong, Bian Liang, Yu Qingyi...

Every face is hideous, with broken arms and legs.

All kinds of inexplicable pictures.

The sweat on his body was dry and wet, wet and dry.

He felt like his spirit was about to collapse.

I don't want to hold on for a moment.

Sudden.

On a vast grassland, a round of red sun slowly rose.

The finished product felt that his whole body became warm, and the ice cubes on his body began to melt rapidly, and the ice scum fell to the ground piece by piece.

Very comfortable.

The red sun is getting bigger and bigger.

Occupied the entire sky, and then occupied the entire earth, enveloping Chen Ping in it.

"Boom!"

The red sun exploded suddenly.

Chen Ping was distracted and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Husband!" Yun Haitang rushed in suddenly.

Chen Ping knew.

I have advanced to the seventh floor of foundation building!