Chapter 327: The Thunder Seed is Completed, Precise Late-stage Combat Power!
Three days later, the door to the training room opened.
A tall, graceful female cultivator walked out with a smile on her face.
I saw that her whole body was full of mana, and her movements were full of energy.
“Congratulations, you successfully built the foundation!”
Zhou Xun, who was standing outside, smiled faintly.
Song Yiqing successfully built the foundation. She was only fifty-five years old at this time, and there was still a lot of time in the future. If she could break through to the peak of foundation building before the deadline, she might still have a chance to attack the core formation.
If you don’t seek the real elixir, even if it is a fake elixir, you can live up to five hundred years!
As soon as she came out, she saw Zhou Xun's figure. She didn't know that Zhou Xun had been standing outside the door of the practice room to protect her.
Thinking of this, my heart couldn't help but warm up, and my eyes looking at Zhou Xun were also full of obsession.
‘My husband still treats me so well! ’
Suddenly, facing Zhou Xun’s half-smiling expression, his face turned slightly red, making him look even more charming and charming.
"Yiqing, you have established the foundation now, then."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xun felt a body rush towards him and stop him.
The beauty has such good intentions, Zhou Xun will naturally not ruin the scenery.
Besides, it was also the first time for him to experience Song Yiqing who was in the foundation building stage!
Immediately he picked up Song Yiqing and strode towards her boudoir.
After Zhou Xun walked in, the door closed automatically.
After that, it was another sleepless night.
The next day, Song Yiqing was lying in Zhou Xun's arms, with a flush on her face that had not yet dissipated.
"Husband, Qing'er is what she is today, thanks to your support!"
This sentence is sincere. Without Zhou Xun's full support, how could she have the chance to be a low-grade spiritual root monk at fifty? At the age of five, he made a breakthrough and became a foundation-building monk.
"You and I have been together for many years, there is no need to be so polite!" Zhou Xun tightened his grip on Song Yiqing.
Song Yiqing has been staying by his side for nearly forty years since he established the foundation.
He was also well aware of Song Yiqing's affection for him, so he supported her with all his strength, and Zhou Xun was also willing to do so.
When he has the ability, Zhou Xun is also willing to do it if he can bring some benefits to the people around him and change their original destiny.
"By the way, although you have broken through the Foundation Establishment, you cannot relax in your cultivation. You are only fifty-five years old now. If you can cultivate to the peak of Foundation Establishment in the future, how can your husband begrudge a piece of the Core Formation? Where’s the spiritual thing?”
Suddenly, Zhou Xun seemed to have thought of something and warned the beauty beside him.
"Elixir formation?"
Hearing these two words, Song Yiqing was confused.
She already felt extremely lucky to be able to build a foundation. As for "building a core", she had never thought about it, nor did she dare to think about it.
“Can I still have a day to form a pill? I have a low-grade spiritual root!”
“I am lucky enough to be able to build a foundation. How much heaven and earth will be consumed to form a pill? Treasure! "
Song Yiqing thought about it and knew that it must be an astronomical figure.
I’m afraid it’s not that easy even for Zhou Xun, the current True Pill cultivator.
Otherwise, why is it that Master Baiyun has established Baiyun Immortal City for many years, but in the end there is only one fake elixir, Master Yufeng Liu Bo'an.
The dozen or so disciples he had accepted before ended up regretting their death and stopped building foundations.
You know, whoever can be favored by Master Baiyun and accepted as a disciple is not extremely talented.
Such a person cannot form an elixir, let alone his low-grade spiritual roots.
The two have been together for decades. Zhou Xun guessed what Song Yiqing was thinking when he saw her expression,
His face immediately became stern, and he feigned anger and said:
"So what if you have low-grade spiritual roots? In the world of immortal cultivation, those with low-grade spiritual roots will eventually condense the Nascent Soul and become the true king!"
"Besides, you have the full support of your husband, so what's the difficulty in cultivating to the peak of foundation building!"
"At that time, if you look for opportunities to attack the core formation, you might be able to break through in one fell swoop. Even if If you don’t succeed, I will kill a third-level demon for you.”
“Take the demon elixir and refine it with you to make a fake elixir, and you can live up to 500 years.”
"Is it possible, Yiqing, that you don't want to stay with your husband?"
"How come, for Qing'er, it is great to be able to stay with her husband for one more day!"
< br>Song Yiqing saw Zhou Xun was angry and quickly explained.
But at the same time, I couldn't help but have wild thoughts about Zhou Xun's words.
‘If I am really lucky enough to break through the pill formation, wouldn’t I be able to accompany Zhou Xun for five hundred years! ’
This is almost the longest lifespan of a monk in the Eastern Wasteland in thousands of years!
After all, there has not been a Nascent Soul monk here for thousands of years.
Five hundred years is the shackles of the Eastern Wasteland monks’ longevity. At most, they can take some longevity pills to increase their longevity.
Thinking of this, Song Yiqing's eyes shone, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of fighting spirit, and said decisively:
"Don't worry, husband, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and reach the peak of foundation building as soon as possible!"
Time passed, and soon, the news that Song Yiqing successfully built the foundation spread among Zhou Xunmen's subordinates.
To celebrate, Zhou Xun decided to hold a foundation-building celebration for her.
According to Song Yiqing's intention, there was no big deal and only a small number of people were invited.
Except for Zhou Xun’s few apprentices, there are only Fang Tianlun and his wife, Lin Xiuyin, and several children of the Song family.
The island in the center of the lake, Song Yiqing Cave Mansion.
"Congratulations, Master, for successfully building the foundation!" Zhou Jinsong and others congratulated Song Yiqing.
"There are five bottles of second-level low-grade Qi Condensing Pills here, which are most suitable for monks in the early stages of foundation building. Please don't dislike it, Master Wife!"
As he said that, Zhou Jinsong took out five bottles of pills. Put it on the table.
These five bottles of Qi Condensing Pills, together, are worth thousands of spirit stones, enough for Song Yiqing to last more than ten years.
What Fang Tianlun and his wife gave as a gift was a top-quality magic weapon, which was refined by Fang Tianlun himself.
It is also mixed with magic weapon materials, which is extremely impressive.
Even Wang Shun also presented five hundred spirit stones.
His cultivation level is only at the ninth level of qi training, and his wealth is not rich. It is extremely rare to be able to produce five hundred spirit stones. As for the Song family, they directly gave fifty middle-grade spiritual stones and promised to give away five hundred spiritual stones every year in the future.
After all, it can be seen with the naked eye that Zhou Xun will surpass Jin Hongzhenren in the future and become the biggest backer of their Song family.
And their connection with Zhou Xun relies on Song Yiqing.
At this moment, Zhou Xun arrived at Song Yiqing Cave Mansion.
“Meet the master/island owner!”
When they saw Zhou Xun, everyone stood up to pay respects.
Zhou Xun laughed and went straight to Song Yiqing to sit down.
Then he slapped his hand on the storage bag, and several rays of light flew out and landed on the table in front of him.
One second-level high-grade escape talisman, one defensive talisman, and two attack talismans that have been cultivated to perfection.
There is also a bottle of second-level low-grade Qi Recovery Pill, Violence Pill and Healing Pill.
These things are enough to allow Song Yiqing to escape smoothly when encountering danger.
Unless you encounter a monk in the Danjie stage, there is no problem with safety.
What's more, Song Yiqing never goes out and stays in Wangchuan Lake on weekdays, so she basically has no need for these treasures.
“Thank you husband!”
Time flies, half a year flies by.
On this day, a hundred miles away from Wangchuan Lake, a blue light flew towards the island in the middle of the lake.
Arriving above Wangchuan Lake, he plunged into the water.
A moment later, this figure appeared in the training room at the bottom of the lake.
It is the incarnation of the power of thunder that goes out to collect.
After a year, the power of thunder in the thunder pool was finally filled.
“I’m finally back!”
The incarnation smiled slightly and went straight into the practice room.
In the room, the main body holds a talisman pen and concentrates on drawing the talisman.
In the past six months, in addition to practicing, Zhou Xun's main body has been making talismans. As for other cultivation arts, all of them have stopped.
He wants to upgrade his skills to a quasi-third level as soon as possible.
At that time, you can try to refine the treasure talisman!
He was extremely jealous of the talisman array that could resist the late stage of pill formation head-on.
"If we can successfully reproduce the talisman array, we will have a trump card against Tianyu Sect!"
After half a year of practice, the progress of making talisman has almost caught up with alchemy. .
Everything has its own priorities, and it is only right to adjust your energy and time according to your needs.
Without disturbing the main character, the avatar went straight to the other side.
Take out a futon and sit cross-legged.
I have sacrificed twelve thunder seeds before, and now I am refining them again, and I am naturally familiar with the process.
Close your eyes and adjust your breath to adjust your own energy and spirit to the best state.
After a long time, Zhou Xun opened his eyes.
The mouth opened slightly, and a purple jade-like thunder pool flew out, hanging in front of Zhou Xun, with lightning arcs flashing around him.
At this time, after several years of warming up, the power of the thunder pool has been greatly improved, coupled with the absorbed power of thunder.
The flashing thunder arcs around the thunder pool, even the incarnation at this time, had a faint feeling of heart palpitations.
"Quiet!"
Zhou Xun formed a seal in his hand, and immediately a spiritual light hit the thunder pool in front of him, and a beating thunder arc was drawn out.
Without any hesitation, Zhou Xun separated a touch of divine consciousness and began to refine it.
After many experiences, Zhou Xun was unable to move due to the slight pain caused by the lightning arc stimulating his consciousness.
Soon, the thunder arc was successfully refined and became gentle. At the same time, it shone with spirituality and a very subtle connection came from it.
However, this lightning arc is not enough. He still needs to condense eighty strands.
So continue the previous action.
Ten days later, all eighty-one spiritual lightning arcs required for a thunder seed were refined.
In the same process, Zhou Xun forced out nine drops of blood essence, turned it into a blood talisman, and wrapped it towards the eighty-one spiritual lightning arcs.
Then the magic formula changed, and auras of spiritual light hit the blood talisman.
Blood Talisman and Thunder Arc merge and merge.
A few hours later, they all merged into one, leaving only a round thunder seed the size of a thumb remaining in the air.
At this point, the sacrifice of a thunder seed has been successfully completed.
This time the sacrifice saved at least one-third of the time compared to the first time.
It originally took him half a month to complete one sacrifice, but now, it only takes ten days.
In this way, the incarnation has been immersed in the sacrifice of thunder seeds.
It will not be until four months later that all the remaining twelve thunder seeds will be sacrificed.
At this point, all thirty-six thunder seeds have been sacrificed.
Zhou Xun couldn't help but feel a trace of relief on his face.
"Thirty-six thunder seeds,"
"With this as the cornerstone, the Zixiao True Thunder Formation laid out can barely be called the combat power of the late-stage pill formation!"
"Thunder Seeds I have reached the ultimate level of pill formation. If I can successfully refine the Gang Talisman Array again!"
"Only when I am in Donghuang can I be said to be fearless!"
(This chapter! End)