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

Chapter 243 Asking for Foundation Establishment Pill

How can a spiritual planter who is only in the realm of Qi training be able to reach a higher realm and plant second-level spiritual plants?

Zha Qianli's thoughts were rolling, and he was in a variety of moods. He finally suppressed all the emotions and said with a smile,

"A total of seven thousand three hundred Taoist skills, how about it?"

Zha Qianli did not lower the price, and after paying the Tao Gong readily, he turned to Li Qinglin to sell various life-extending elixirs and body-protecting instruments.

"Zi Mu Xin Xin Dan is a second-level middle-grade elixir that can extend your life for ten years and only requires four hundred skills."

"The first-class magic weapon 'Beidou Talisman' can absorb starlight and then form a layer of transparent light outside the body to protect the body in all aspects. It can also divide the eyes and break the enemy's pupils. It can be said to be offensive and defensive, and is most suitable for Koreans." It’s not you, fellow Taoist.”

"Oh, this bottle of longevity elixir has three hundred skills, but it can only extend your life for five years. Taking it multiple times is ineffective."

Faced with Zha Qianli's promotion, Li Qinglin was noncommittal and said instead,

"I would like to redeem that first-level spiritual vein."

When Zha Qianli heard this, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard a hallucination.

"what?"

"This guy is so brave!"

Zha Qianli was secretly surprised. Seeing that Han Fei seemed to have a look of worry on his face, he said,

Li Qinglin sold his spiritual plants twice, and the Taoist power he accumulated was more than enough to exchange for spiritual veins, and there was still a surplus.

After all, it was in full public view, so it was not easy for Zha Qianli to break his promise and get rich.

But he seems to represent the most ordinary and mediocre cultivator.

"I want to exchange for a first-level spiritual pulse." Li Qinglin said calmly.

Thousands of spiritual beings gather into the sea and face the power of the sea!

This method of foundation building is extremely risky. If you are not careful, your muscles and veins will be severed under the pressure of the spiritual energy ocean, and you may even become 'Taoized', lose yourself, integrate into your spiritual veins, and become an alternative kind of holy crystal in stone.

Zha Qianli reacted and his smile became a little stiff.

If fellow Taoists want to exchange spiritual veins, it will take a certain amount of time. "

Although the Cha family did not expect that there would really be monks who had accumulated a large amount of Taoism in exchange for spiritual veins.

Zha Qianli suddenly reacted.

……

"How long?" Li Qinglin frowned.

No one has taken care of it for more than ten years, and it has become overgrown with grass.

A first-level spiritual vein costs eight thousand Taoist skills.

Zha Qianli smiled, with a hint of meaning,

"ASAP."

Tomb of the Ming Mirror.

"My fellow Taoists don't know that my first-order spiritual veins in Qingxu Ridge are all equipped with forbidden inscriptions, and it will take a certain amount of time to move and refine them.

Could it be that he wanted to use the core of the first-order spiritual veins, where the spiritual pressure was the deepest, to forcibly build a foundation?

Ming Jingjing is not a famous monk, and his life experience is not exciting.

Could this person be stupid? If he didn't extend his life quickly, he would actually exchange for a first-level spiritual vein?

and many more!

Li Qinglin landed in front of the stone tablet and found that there were actually fruit and incense offerings and unburned paper money in front of the tomb. Judging from the traces, it seemed that they were from the past two years.

"Could it be that Ming Jingjing's disciple, Shen Dantong'er, has come back to pay homage to his master?"

Li Qinglin thought about it, and it seemed that the only one who could still remember Ming Jing was himself, that is, Shen Dan, who suffered a tragic change in his master's sect and was sent back to the mortal world overnight.

Li Qinglin shook his head, his hand was in the shape of a sword, he curled his fingers and waved, green light flashed, and all the grass turned into powder.

"Fellow Taoist Mingjing, how are you down there?"

"When Li successfully builds the foundation, I will definitely bring you a bottle of fine spiritual wine."

Li Qinglin smiled while stroking his hands, not showing the sadness of sweeping the grave at all, and then drove away in the light.

……

Valley of Flowers.

The terrain is open, and the golden pistils gather into a sea, just like a fairyland.

Li Qinglin fell into the valley, avoided the other immortal cultivators, and randomly found a place to practice. According to Zha Qianli, it would take a certain amount of time to mobilize resources, take back the restrictions, and ask the foundation-building overhaul to shrink the spiritual veins before they could be handed over to Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin couldn't leave, so he could only choose to stay in Qingshitan Sanshan temporarily.

It happened that Baihua Valley was the territory of Chunji Overhaul, and it was in a neutral position. There was no fight or grab, so I stayed here.

A buzzing sound came from the Thousand Miles Telephone Note.

[Fan Shang: Fellow Taoist Han Fei is back? I have some free time these days. I haven’t been together for a long time, so I might as well get drunk! 】

[Shang Xuan: I heard that fellow Taoist Han Fei has perfected his qi cultivation, which is very gratifying. Maybe next time we meet, we should call fellow Taoist Han Fei "Senior Foundation Establishment"

After the two sent the message, Ji Yu and Tong Nu still did not reply, like a mud cow falling into the sea.

Last year, Fan Shang worked hard to produce an heir with a middle-grade spiritual root. He was personally recommended by the owner of Tingyujian Manor and was given the "Yi Yang Shenhu Qi Receiving Technique", a second-level skill directly aimed at building the foundation.

Now that he has reached the seventh level of Qi training, he can be said to be taking steps step by step, walking very steadily, and even getting along with many Kun cultivators.

Shang Xuan is suspected of practicing the spirit-stealing method, and his spiritual root qualifications have been improved. Coupled with reckless fighting and fighting, he has been tempered in life and death, and his cultivation has actually reached the eighth level of Qi training.

Li Qinglin was actually a little worried that Shang Xuan would go too far.

The soul-stealing method is extremely overbearing. Although it burns longevity to improve the spiritual root qualifications, it will secretly damage one's own foundation and luck.

There are only a few who can use it to build a foundation.

In addition to these old friends, Master Zhuang Yanjing also sent a letter four years ago.

Talking about how he left the Three Mountains of Qingshitan to attend an old appointment, he asked Han Fei not only to do good deeds, not to ask about the future, and not to leave any inner demons behind.

Thinking about it, Zhuang Yanjing had a grudge against Li Qinglin for killing Zeng Jin.

[Han Fei: It’s okay, just ask Brother Fan to host the party]

After sending the message, Li Qinglin arranged the warning formation to restrain, then sat cross-legged on the ground and fell into practice.

Who would have known that just after practicing for two days, a magical aura appeared outside the formation and awakened Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin dispersed the formation and took a closer look.

It was a girl in red, with slender eyebrows and green eyebrows. She fluttered her skirt and appeared like lotus flowers.

"Fellow Taoist Tongnu?" Li Qinglin was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Tong Nu's appearance, Li Qinglin was in a trance, as if time had reversed, and he saw the scene where he first entered the Green Lion Pond and met for the first time on the flying boat.

More than twenty years have passed, and Tong Nu's appearance remains the same, showing no sign of aging.

"Fellow Taoist Han Fei, you are well."

Tong Nu pursed her red lips and spoke in a clear and tender voice.

Li Qinglin invited Tong Nu into the battle, and used his magic power to bring melon and fruit spirit wine. After entertaining him for a while, he quietly spoke,

"I wonder what Taoist friend Tongnu wants to do if he comes here in person?"

The party is about to come, but Tong Nu suddenly comes to visit, something must be going on.

Tong Nu was stunned for a moment, not expecting Han Fei to be so direct.

He took a deep breath, and the slightly bulging curves of his chest rose and fell with his breathing.

"Brother Han, does he have a fine foundation-building pill in his hand?"

"Yes."

Li Qinglin nodded.

It was still taken from Zeng Jin.

"I wonder if Brother Han can part with your love and give this elixir to me?"

Ok?

Give it to you?

What a big face...

Li Qinglin remained calm.

In recent days, the news that he is willing to consume a huge amount of Taoist power to exchange for first-level spiritual veins has already spread.

Everyone speculated that it was because Li Qinglin felt that the probability of building a foundation was extremely low, so he took a dangerous move and wanted to use the pressure of his spiritual veins to force the foundation to be built.

(End of this chapter)