It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 207: The big tree attracts the wind, and people come in droves

This Foundation Establishment Pill is oval in shape, with a diameter about the size of the palm of your hand. It is crystal clear, like a bright pearl, emitting a soft light.

The surface is filled with two lines, one bright and one shallow, exuding a mysterious and warm atmosphere.

It is different from the foundation-building treasures with attribute requirements such as the thunder-attributed 'Sky-piercing Rat Tail' and the wood-attributed 'Zhenxuan Qingjing Wood' that Li Qinglin once obtained.

Foundation Building Pills do not distinguish between zodiac signs.

However, the probability of foundation building is far inferior to that of innate foundation building treasures.

Even the top foundation-building pill can only increase the probability by more than 20%.

The Cha family only releases a few Foundation Building Pills every year to control the number of Foundation Building cultivators in the three mountains.

And every time a top foundation-building pill comes out, it will definitely attract a large number of Qi practitioners to compete for it.

"If I add this Foundation Establishment Pill, I will have at least a 30% chance of establishing a Foundation. Moreover, my Aoki Magic Body has innate shortcuts. Although it is only a incomplete version, it can also increase the probability by another 10% to 20%."

Li Qinglin silently planned his way to build a foundation.

After all, according to the speed of his cultivation, foundation building is not far away.

A few days later.

Li Qinglin hid in the Immortal in the Pot and planted the newly acquired spiritual plants such as the Soul-Leaving Grass.

Then he practiced silently, ignoring the turmoil caused by him in the outside world, and waited for the situation to calm down.

Under the premise of burning low-grade spiritual stones without any distress and using them as cultivation materials, his cultivation speed is even three points faster than in the outside world.

One month later.

In the clear sky, a palm-sized messenger kite fell from the clouds and circled many times in the dense forest.

Finally, he found the reserved tracking aura, flew outside the covering formation, and heard a rhythmic cry.

Li Qinglin noticed something strange, ended the retreat, retracted the masking formation, and took the paper kite to take a look.

But when Zhuang Yanjing learned that Zeng Jin had actually fallen into the hands of Li Qinglin, he felt angry and wanted to ask him what happened.

Facing this cheap uncle, Li Qinglin sighed secretly.

Then he headed towards the agreed place.

The place Zhuang Yanjing agreed to meet was not Xianfang.

But a place called Baihua Valley.

The terrain is open, and golden pistils gather into the sea all year round, stretching out.

Although the concentration of spiritual energy is not as good as that of a cave near where the spiritual veins are located, it is still much better than in the wilderness.

The owner of Baihua Valley is a foundation-building cultivator named Chunji Daxiu. He has a weak temperament and is not good at fighting. In his early years, he was also a struggling cultivator. He only built the foundation after having an adventure.

Often the retreat lasts for more than ten years.

Many desolate cultivators who do not have a spiritual stone to rent a cave will choose to stay in Baihua Valley for a few years, and then claim that they are disciples of Chunji Daxiu.

Shixuan Daxiu also turned a blind eye to this. As long as they didn't do evil in his own name, killing people and setting fires, they would let them go.

Li Qinglin vaguely remembered that when Ming Jingjing was adventuring in the outside world, he liked to pull Chunji Daxiu's tiger skin.

When I came to Baihua Valley, my nose was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Zhuang Yanjing, wearing a green shirt and a jade crown, stood in the sea of ​​flowers. He had obviously been waiting for a long time.

"I've met Mr. Zhuang."

Li Qinglin bowed slightly respectfully.

"Hmph! You still think of me as this uncle? I don't dare to do that!"

Zhuang Yanjing waved his sleeves, his face slightly sullen.

"Let me ask you, what happened between you and Zeng Jin, was it really Zeng Jin who coveted his spiritual planting skills, so you had no choice but to kill him?"

The acquaintance between Zeng Jin and Li Qinglin was achieved through Zhuang Yanjing's hard work.

I just hope that Li Qinglin can take a further step forward in Lingzhi.

So when Zhuang Yanjing received the news, he almost thought he was hallucinating.

what's the situation?

Aren't you here to teach you the art of spiritual planting?

Why did you kill everyone with your backhand?

Faced with Zhuang Yanjing's rebuke.

According to Li Qinglin's temper, he never liked to explain too much to others.

But debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay.

If Zhuang Yanjing had not used himself as a guarantee in his early years to help him rent the spiritual field, his entry into the world of immortality would never have been so smooth.

"I don't dare to deceive Uncle Zhuang. Everything Han said is true."

Li Qinglin narrated what happened, of course omitting the process of using his martial arts skills to kill the two people under the Jueling Formation. Instead, he briefly mentioned it, saying that he was alert in advance and fought back with difficulty. Zhuang Yanjing listened silently from beginning to end.

His eyes were solemn, and he really stared at Li Qinglin's micro-expressions.

Do not know why.

Zhuang Yanjing suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was a bit strange.

In other words, he has never really understood his nephew who appeared halfway.

He was so courageous that he gave up his longevity and used the spirit-stealing method in exchange for spiritual root qualifications.

The spiritual planter has been regarded as a top genius. In just a few years, he has been able to plant first-order high-grade mutant spiritual roots.

His cultivation level has even been upgraded to the seventh level of Qi training, and he is not much weaker than him.

Even in a desperate situation, Zeng Jin, who had reached the eighth level of Qi training, was killed in one fell swoop.

"Is he... really a disciple of Brother Yang Jiandao?"

For no reason, Zhuang Yanjing began to become suspicious.

It is better to have sex with a dragon than a snake.

Yang Jian is just an ordinary wild cultivator, with a gentle temperament, always kind to others, and not much sharpness.

How could it be such a coincidence to accept a hidden dragon like Han Fei?

In fact, ten years ago, Zhuang Yanjing secretly left the Three Mountains of Qingshitan and went to Dahuang Mountain, where he found Yang Jian's tomb.

It was indeed exactly the same as what Li Qinglin said.

but……

All this is too logical.

Often, people can’t help but feel suspicious.

Zhuang Yanjing didn't ask any more questions, he vaguely noticed something.

But when people look down on the world, it is rare for them to be confused.

Moreover, the young man in front of him is not a treacherous and cruel person.

That's enough.

"Be careful, you are very famous in Qingxu Ridge recently.

A big tree attracts the wind, and it is inevitable that someone will deliberately approach you and want to use you as a knife. "

Before leaving, Zhuang Yanjing secretly warned Li Qinglin.

……

as predicted.

In the following January, many forces, including cultivators from Shiguang Ridge and Tanzhe Ridge, came to visit Li Qinglin.

We open our mouths and shut our mouths to seek immortality together. The world has been struggling with the Cha family, Xu family, and Tingyu Jianzhuang for a long time.

Huang Xiu sacrificed so much ambition, and dared to make the sun and moon change the sky!

Mo Dao Sanshan has one eye, instigating all the kings of Tianhe to rebel.

Li Qinglin was so frightened that he claimed to have an ear aperture and immediately ran away to wash his ears with water from a clear stream.

"Brother Han, what do you think? As long as you join our 'Sanguang Palace', you will be the deputy palace master. On weekdays, you only need to plant various spiritual plants and guide the younger generations.

If you want anything, whether it’s exercises, magic weapons, elixirs, or seals, it’s okay if you just ask!

As long as possible, I, Sanguang Palace, will ensure that you break through to the foundation building stage! "

On this day, two immortal cultivators, one old and one young, found Li Qinglin.

Sanguang Palace?

Li Qinglin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the origin of this organization.

Since cultivating immortality will inevitably lead to disasters, the road goes its own way.

Many practitioners will inevitably become cold and withdrawn, and will not leave the cave unless necessary.

Therefore, many trivial tasks will be left to Taoist boys and powerful men.

Sanguang Temple is among them, playing both good and evil roles, with a lot of gray products!

Although on the surface it provides services of renting and selling Dodo Lux.

But secretly, he has tamed some strong men, specifically targeting young and frail cultivators who are about to be reborn. After defrauding their trust, they take away all their property!

Li Qinglin even suspected that these 'Three Lights' were just robbing, burning, and cheating.

"Thank you Taoist friend for your kindness. I've been idle in Yehe for a long time. I can't bear the restraint. Please go slowly, Taoist friend."

Li Qinglin slowly refused.

The moment I heard the answer.

A trace of astonishment flashed across the faces of the two cultivators.

(End of this chapter)