Marry Long Aotian

The spiritual energy of the five elements entangled the young man in the center of the lake, pouring all of them into his Tianling acupoint, and after taking root thoroughly, it would become a spiritual root.

This process is not slow under the control of Xianzun's mana, but it is definitely not fast.

All in all, quite a grind.

Chang Linggen was like having an extra brain, and Mo Cai's head was about to explode in pain.

The water spirit wraps him, simulating the amniotic fluid in his mother's stomach, and continuously penetrates from his skin to relieve his pain. However, this difference is like being tied to an ordinary missile and an atomic bomb. Although the latter is more advanced, it will blossom anyway.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't move, he could only breathe with difficulty.

Gradually, the pain became numb, and just when he was about to pass out, he heard the voice of the immortal, very strict: "Don't fall asleep, if you can't do it now, all previous efforts will be wasted, and there will be no chance in the future."

During the process of shaping the spiritual root, if one cannot maintain consciousness, the spiritual root will collapse.

This kind of creation of heaven and earth will not choose a sleepy master.

Mo Cai reluctantly opened his eyes, withstood the pain with willpower, and endured it dully.

He doesn't want to waste all his previous efforts, he has been sweeping snow for a year, he also wants to fly with a sword, and he also wants to travel freely.

Since coming here, because he is a mortal and has no spiritual roots, he has suffered a lot.When he was in the mercy sword sect, Li Hu and Lu Shuo could bully him, kill him at will, and make him wear strange skirts; later, the system was awakened, but it was more than the upper than the lower, and they were worried about being robbed Go; on the isolated island, in the blink of an eye Yan Lingyun retreated, it was a long, long time for him.

In Fuxiang Hill, he wanted a chance to prove himself, but no one would give him the chance.

So he can't lose this opportunity.

Although it is a salted fish, the salted fish also has fish bones.

Accepting the pain, Mo Chao insisted on opening his eyes, letting the sweat wet his eyeballs, and letting countless gaps in his head open, he also stood firm and kept a trace of sobriety.

He saw the radiant Milky Way, which took root in his mind, grew wildly like vines, flew across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in an instant, woven into a colorful spiritual cloud, and floated in his sea of ​​consciousness.

All kinds of colors are distinct and inseparable, this is the spiritual root.

The moment the spiritual root was formed, Mo Yang's mind went blank for a moment, but the next moment, a huge amount of spiritual energy poured down from his heavenly spiritual root.

Introduce air into the body, do it instinctively.

Mo Yang was knocked out, like a chicken being splashed by a bucket of water, at a loss for what to do.On the one hand he felt very comfortable, on the other hand he felt his scalp tingling, and he felt that the spiritual energy would soon fill his body and explode in his body.

Until the collarbone suddenly went numb, Mo Yang let out a muffled groan, and then several waves of spiritual power hit him, and finally hit his dantian, forming a path, and the spiritual energy in Mo Yang's body finally found a gap , poured directly from the Tianling acupoint on the top of his head, and rushed into the dantian.

One level of Qi training is complete.

"Remember, these are the acupuncture points on your body."

Wang Chan shot thousands of points on Mo Yang's body, pointing out the acupuncture points all over his body, and the ones that can be connected into a line are the meridians.Even though Mo Chao didn't know the names of these acupoints and meridians, his body had already remembered the marked points.

The mark will not come off within a few years, and it can be practiced slowly by him.

To put it bluntly, from practicing qi to building a foundation, it is to accumulate spiritual power and open up a few meridians to create a foundation. Wang Chan does not think that this process needs to take decades for his disciples to explore. What is the Tao? As far as it is concerned, the most practical way is to take him through it all.

"Now, it's your turn to try it yourself."

Mo Yang's body was placed in a meditation position, and he sat on the stone next to the lotus in the center of the lake.He listened to the words of the Immortal Venerable, and tried to imagine that he was melting into the tide of spiritual energy instead of trying to control him.Because the envoy will make the spiritual energy prioritize and fight in his body; on the contrary, it will be integrated with the spiritual energy, fueling the flames, and getting twice the result with half the effort.

Mo Yang tried clumsily, but failed for three whole days.

He didn't know how to blend in, as soon as he wanted to move, the spiritual energy began to fight internally. The meridians didn't go far, but the fighting was very hot, which made Mo Yang feel the difficulty of cultivating the five spirit roots.

West eight.

In the end, Mo Yang was tired, and he didn't think about anything. He floated his consciousness on the spiritual flow to rest, but the spiritual flow was like a god's help, like three good employees who were voluntarily cut off. Without the boss's order, they suddenly gathered and thickened, and the tide flowed pulse.

Mo Yang: "...?"

He understood, it turned out that this is "inaction".

Do nothing, and the salted fish will be paralyzed.

Mo Yang's expression was calm, as if he had a plan in his chest, but the aura in his body had already begun to change, obviously he had realized the essence.

Immortal Venerable was a little surprised, and commented: "It's not bad."

Although the master and apprentice were far behind in their thinking, Mo Yang finally found the way and began to open up the meridians.

……

The reason why it is difficult for ordinary monks to build a foundation is firstly because there is not enough aura; secondly because there are many detours in opening up the meridians without the guidance of a teacher; bad difference.

That's why so many people want to compete for a spot as a Dazong disciple.

Famous teachers plus resources.

Mo Yang is now sitting on the Linghu Lake. This Linghu Lake is the Yangzong Lake of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. It is called Yingyue Linghu Lake. Points are not a problem.

The meridian line that Xianzun took him through was the least detour in the foundation building, and the foundation was the most stable, including the two meridians that Yan Lingyun explored by himself back then.

Therefore, the establishment of the foundation, the right time, the right place, and the harmony of people have all come to perfection.

It only took three months.

Practicing qi and building a foundation requires crossing a thunder calamity, when the calamity cloud gathered, Mo Yang didn't notice it until he heard a rumbling sound.

His mind was blank and he didn't react.

But at this time, his left hand was lifted by the wind, Wang Chan floated behind him, one hand led his hand to face the incoming purple-black lightning, and the other hand patted his back heart, arousing 996!

The purple light and lightning flowed through Mo Yang's arm and penetrated his whole body, colliding with 996, the world rules were imported into the 996 database, and completely bound 996 and Mo Yang together.

Numerous dialog boxes appeared around Mo Yang, all of which were warnings, but at the same time, 996 in the Sea of ​​Consciousness was turning into gold, the terrifying energy inside was completely stimulated by Tianlei, and it was constantly re-sculpted under the hands of the Immortal Venerable.

Only Wang Chan has the ability to carve a system that has become a small world.

Although Wang Chan didn't know where this strange creature came from, but he saw it as an excellent natal magic weapon, which was very suitable for Mo Yang, so he didn't take action to kill it in its cradle.

In time, this strange creature will continue to grow with the depth of Mo Yang's cultivation, and in turn, it will become Mo Yang's greatest help.

Numerous formations shook open on the lake, and then gradually subsided, which meant that the refining of 996 had been completely completed.

A qin appeared in Mo Yang's hand, he held one end, and Xianzun held the other end.

Qin has appeared as a body, and it can no longer be disassembled and put away in the future. It can only be put into a backpack or a storage ring.

Wang Chan sized it up a little, and frowned: "This is your weapon? The grade is too low."

Mo Yang: "...um... the disciple wants to level up..."

But forget.

He hasn't used the magic weapon he got from the isolated island yet. After the promotion, he will reach level four, which is enough for him to use it until the golden core stage.

Wang Chan said: "What is used to upgrade?"

Mo Yang opened the backpack, and a pair of azure blue jade rings floated out.

Wang Chan: "This is the magic weapon that my master placed on Wumi Island back then. Did you also like it?"

A layer of magic treasures piled up into a mountain, and he only put a few of them back then, but he didn't expect to be picked by his disciples again.

Mo Yang: "..."

he did not do it on purpose!996 asked him to fish it!

Fortunately, Xianzun had no intention of pursuing him, but took over Yuhuan and Qin.

As far as he is concerned, refining the magic weapon is already at his fingertips, and he can do it at will.

Mo Yang floated low in the air, stepped on the water, and the immortal flicked his sleeves, and a robe was added to cover his body.

Wang Chan, on the other hand, was sitting on the stone, playing the Hengqin in high spirits.

The water and the sky are the same color, the blue sea is full of tides, and the spiritual energy of the spirit ring is injected into Changqin Wenxin by him. His messy hair is casually tied behind his back, and he sweeps with his long fingers. Although his face is ordinary, the madness around him is impressive.

Mo Yang kind of understood why Master called Xiaoyao Sanren when he was young.

The sound of the piano resounded through the whole sect along with the mighty spiritual energy. Many disciples looked at the Linghu Lake and found it, and stopped to listen.

After a while, they crossed their hands, tapped their shoulders, bowed their heads reverently, and murmured, "Supreme One."

The sun moves and sprinkles the snow peaks.

Until the last syllable fell, Wenxin shone brilliantly, which was reflected in Mo Chou's eyes.

After the foundation was established, Mo Yang was brought back to Xunxian Peak.

Xianzun gave him a day and a half of free time to rest, and to register with the Kunlun Xianzong, and officially started to practice the next day.

When Mo Yang returned to the other courtyard, the excitement hadn't subsided yet, so he set off spiritual energy for himself to play as fireworks.

Ahem, now he only knows this.

Colorful spiritual firework, you can blow it up as much as you want, zi la la with five fingers, it is fun and beautiful.

Mo Yang played all afternoon, fell asleep contentedly, and slept soundly on the big carved bed until dawn the next day.

The next day, Wu Yu went up to Xunxian Peak and sent a voice transmission to him on the cloud platform.

Mo Yang trotted too slowly, so he let the broom fly to take him, and quickly flew to the cloud platform.

Wu Yu saw it, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this thing to have such a function."

He looked at Mo Yang again: "Congratulations, Junior Brother, the foundation establishment was successful."

Mo Yang felt that the soles of his feet were fluttering, and he said happily, "Thank you, brother."

"Stop talking," Wu Yu released the spirit sword, "It's getting late, Junior Brother, follow me to Xianzong to register."

Mo Yang nodded, and stood behind Wu Yu's Flying Sword with familiarity, with envy and anticipation in his eyes.

Wu Yu: "The younger brother has already established the foundation, and the immortal will teach you to fly with the sword soon. It will be much more convenient to find the fairy peak up and down."

Mo Yang nodded fiercely.

He'll be flying in no time!

All the way across the mountains and rivers, Wu Yu flew to the steward hall with Mo Yang, the registered elder looked at Mo Yang for a long time, his face was full of kindness: "Here you are, what's your name?"

"Don't worry."

"How old?"

"eighteen."

"Well, not bad," the elder stroked his beard, "you are young and promising."

Mo Yang was a little embarrassed.

After the elder registered, he not only gave him the monthly bill for this month, but also settled the monthly bill for the previous 18 years together.

"!" Mo Yang took the storage bag, and found a pile of Lingshi mountains as tall as a person inside.

After leaving the steward's hall, he couldn't help asking Wu Yu: "How many spirit stones can I get in a month?"

Wu Yu said with a smile: "Junior brother is a disciple of Xianzun, and he can have a thousand high-grade spirit stones in one month. Besides, according to the clan rules, junior brother can also choose another earth-level spiritual vein to be a cave, and the resources in it will be produced. Including medicine fields, spiritual food, minerals, etc., all belong to the younger brother."

"However..." Wu Yu's voice changed, "Immortal Venerable ordered that the younger brother can only allocate these resources to you if you have cultivated to become a god."

Hearing this, Mo Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he is very rich, and if he gets rich again, he is afraid that he will die suddenly.

The two walked forward side by side, but Mo Yang found that there were more and more disciples surrounding him, some secretly hid behind the trees, while others looked at him with strange and respectful eyes.

Finally, Mo Yang accidentally met the eyes of a disciple, and as if encouraged, the disciple saluted and said in a loud voice, "I've seen my little ancestor!"

"..."