Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 169 The Final Foundation Establishment
In the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan's soul stood above the black ground out of emptiness, and now his soul is very solid. The upper limit of the total amount of fusion of the two souls, and the extra soul power provided by practicing the soul path technique, Fang Qingyuan's soul is now compared to The monks in the foundation building stage are almost the same, more than five times that of the perfect monks in the late Qi training stage of the same realm.

Feeling the consummation of the soul, a sense of satisfaction welled up from the bottom of my heart. The powerful soul can make my chance of building a foundation % higher than that of ordinary people, which is enough to offset the medicinal power of the foundation pill.

But even so, Fang Qingyuan also prepared a bottle of Foundation Establishment Pill, just in case.

Although natal talent is good, being able to build foundations is fundamental. You can't insist on not taking the foundation building pill just for the sake of natal talent. Fang Qingyuan thinks that you should eat it, and you can't go into a dead end.

Of course, it would be even better if one could achieve Foundation Establishment without taking the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Fang Qingyuan looked at everything in the Immortal Mansion. Now the area of ​​the Immortal Mansion, with Fang Qingyuan's cultivation base gradually increasing, has grown to twenty acres. It looks a lot more spacious.

The Purple Bamboo Forest and the Lingzhi Medicine Garden, as Fang Qingyuan's Five Elements Spiritual Root aptitude increased, also grew stronger. The little sun in the sky that transformed into a three-legged golden crow shone brighter than the light that comes with the Immortal Mansion. Loved by these spiritual plants.

In addition, Fang Qingyuan also let the water spirit beast, the basalt phantom beast, lie on the original water pool, so that the water vapor in the Immortal Mansion would gather here, and then through the transformation of this basalt phantom beast, it would form nectar with water spirit power, moisturizing Looking at these purple bamboos and spiritual plants.

The earth spirit and phantom beast strengthen the nutrition of the black soil, while the wood spirit and dragon form stir up trouble in the Immortal Mansion, playing around, and occasionally spit out a cloud of spiritual energy, which is enough for these plants to absorb for many days.

Only Jinling Baihu stood blankly on a field of ore, not knowing what he was thinking about every day.

The five-element phantom beasts are not fake creations without sanity, because Fang Qingyuan majored in the miraculous high-level exercises of the ground level, these phantom beasts are all evolving towards the path of life, but this process is extremely long, and when these five phantom beasts truly become living beings On that day, it is estimated that Fang Qingyuan is enough to be in the immortal class.

Because even Zuo Changsheng, who created this exercise back then, only imagined this step. In the end, he died before the pass of the advanced Huashen, and this exercise was not rated as a heavenly rank.

Among the five-element phantom beasts, the dragon-shaped wood spirit is the most powerful in mind, because it has eaten a thin ichthyosaur, and some of its forms have gradually evolved towards the appearance of an ichthyosaur.

Compared with the other four, the Eudemons who can only understand the simplest commands, the wood spirit ichthyosaur, can even express joy and anger.

This is an extremely crucial step, so even though Fang Qingyuan has the highest aptitude for the Golden Spirit Root among the five elements, the wood spirit spells he uses the most are still.

Sensing the arrival of Fang Qingyuan's spirit, the ichthyosaur, which was about to grow to five inches, swam around Fang Qingyuan's side, touching Fang Qingyuan's spirit from time to time, expressing his joy.

The five-inch body of the ichthyosaur is not as tall as a bottle of water in Fang Qingyuan's previous life, and its body is even more slender, not much thicker than an earthworm. However, the ichthyosaur has such a small body, but it can burst out extremely powerful If you are not a foundation cultivator, don't touch it at all.

After playing with the ichthyosaur for a while, the ichthyosaur swam to other places. After it became sane, it was full of curiosity about everything in the Immortal Mansion. Except for the bee nest in the purple bamboo forest, Fang Qingyuan did not allow it to go. The place let it mess around.

The mother bee was still asleep. For such a long time, Fang Qingyuan couldn't help feeling a little worried. Fortunately, the mother bee was stable and there was no sign of not being able to fall asleep. Fang Qingyuan felt relieved, but the mother bee had been asleep for almost six or seven years this time. What kind of innate supernatural powers made her sleep so deeply.

Looking at everything in the Immortal Mansion again, Fang Qingyuan recalled the days when he took silver treasures on the ferry, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, Fang Qingyuan photographed twelve black short blades from a table, Get it in front of you.

The refining technique of these black short knives is not very clever, so the grade of these short knives is not high, there is only first-grade high-grade, and they are sold in the outer Fangfang City, and there are only more than a thousand low-grade spirit stones. A set adds up. Not more than spirit stones.

It's just that these short black blades carry some demonic aura and can emit a bewitching blade light, so ordinary monks may still be caught by them if they are not careful.

But in Fang Qingyuan's view, these methods ruined the material of these short black blades.

My foundation-building opportunity points to these short blades, not for the saber-light formation engraved on them, but for the material of the short blades themselves.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan no longer hesitated, he gathered these short blades in mid-air, stretched out his hand and swooped down the three-legged Golden Crow phantom beast in the sky, motioning it to spit out flames.

The little three-legged Golden Crow looked like a little chick now. It tilted its head and looked at Fang Qingyuan for a while before it understood what Fang Qingyuan meant, so it opened its small mouth and began to stare at the black The short blade spews out extremely hot flames.

The flames emitted by the three-legged Golden Crow are a summary of the flame spells that Fang Qingyuan has practiced in this life. Fang Qingyuan's perception, understanding, and use of the fire-moving spells have all been absorbed by the three-legged Golden Crow, and then merged by the three-legged Golden Crow. , the flame that finally appeared was three points stronger than Fang Qingyuan's own display.

The orange-red flame sprayed on these short black blades, and within a short while, these short black blades made a sound like a mournful cry. This was the reaction when the magic method inside was refined, and Fang Qingyuan didn't care.

After a while, when the color of the flames was golden yellow, these short black blades finally turned into puddles of juice, melted into a fist-sized liquid mass, and landed on a recessed platform.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan didn't stop the three-legged Golden Crow Phantom Beast, but chose to let it increase its firepower, but no matter how hard the three-legged Golden Crow Phantom Beast worked, there was no more change in the liquid.

Looking at the golden flames, Fang Qingyuan understood that this was caused by the insufficient temperature of the flames, so he called the playful fish dragon and motioned the little guy to go up and help.

The ichthyosaur understood Fang Qingyuan's meaning in an instant, and saw that it sprayed a mouthful of pure wood spiritual power in front of the three-legged Golden Crow flame, and the color of that pillar of fire immediately changed to pure white.

Wood made fire, and with the addition of the wood spirit ichthyosaur, the mass of liquid finally changed, but when its size shrunk a circle, it was the same as before, unmoved by the pure white flame.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan knew that the temperature of the flame formed by the cooperation of the two phantom beasts could only be like this. If he wanted a higher temperature, he had to rotate the five elements to form a qualitative change.

In the end, the five phantom beasts were divided into five directions. Starting from the earth spirit phantom beast, a strand of spiritual power of different nature, through the earth to generate gold, gold to generate water, water to generate wood, and wood to generate fire, finally converged in the three-legged golden crow.

The color of the flames emitted by the three-legged Golden Crow Eudemons also changed from pure white to blue-white, pure blue, blue-black, and finally a pure black flame.

Burned by the pure black flame, the impurities in the liquid were also continuously burned away. Finally, the size of the unknown liquid shrunk and shrunk, and when it became a small drop, it stopped moving. .

In order to be cautious, Fang Qingyuan spent a little more time, seeing that the five phantom beasts were about to lose their hold, so he stopped them.

Ignoring the commotion of fish and dragons, Fang Qingyuan came to the last liquid and inspected it carefully.

This drop of liquid, even if it is no longer burned by the flames, it still does not turn into metal, but trembles slightly, and the five-color brilliance flows indefinitely on it. A few inches out of the surface of the object, and then back in, so back and forth, endlessly.

Fang Qingyuan looked at this object, no matter how it looked, it looked like a full drop of blood, but the color on it was not right.

Fang Qingyuan was a little surprised, why did this thing appear in the end? He took this blood bead-like thing into his hand, and wanted to explore it carefully with his spiritual sense, but the five-color blood bead just touched Fang Qingyuan's soul, and it emitted a lure. The fragrance of the heart and soul made Fang Qingyuan's soul become hungry.

this kind of thing?
What's going on, Fang Qingyuan felt the longing coming from the depths of his soul, and with great willpower, he put away this drop of blood, and immediately returned to his physical body.

With the barrier of Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan can now think calmly, but he found that the longing just now has been rooted in his heart, even now, he is still reminiscing about it.

This is something that seems to be able to complement one's own foundation. It is a creature created by the day after tomorrow. It is a natural desire for natural spiritual things. It seems that if you eat this thing, you can leap into the dragon's gate.

It's too evil, Fang Qingyuan has never felt such an astonishing spiritual material, even the third-rank high-grade ichthyosaur back then, just made his wood spirit dragon shape restless, compared with the current blood bead, it was far worse up.

This is my chance to build a foundation?

Fang Qingyuan felt that it was not an exaggeration for this thing to be an opportunity for any monk to build a foundation.

What exactly is it, should I eat it? Fang Qingyuan was quietly thinking in the quiet room.

The spiritual energy bred in the third-tier high-grade spiritual land is abundant enough, especially after the transformation and induction of the formation, strands of pure and heavy earth spiritual energy rushed into Fang Qingyuan's body.

Fang Qingyuan looked at the various pills in front of him, feeling a little lost.

Zhuji Pill, Yangqi Pill, Qixue Pill, Bigu Pill, and in case the foundation building fails, Qushang Pill, Guben Peiyuan Pill, Shengji Xugu Pill for first aid, all kinds of pills are available.

Fang Qingyuan counted them carefully again, and then took out a bunch of magical artifacts and spiritual materials from the storage bag, arranged them in a certain direction, and then exhaled heavily.

Seven glazed ever-burning lamps surrounded Fang Qingyuan in the direction of the Big Dipper, and the mermaid butter inside gave off a greasy smell.

Mermaid shark fat is a third-order low-grade spiritual material, but these oils cost Fang Qingyuan more than 30 low-grade spirit stones. Mermaid shark fat has the effect of clearing the heart and improving eyesight and increasing lifespan. Fang Qingyuan doesn't care about clearing the heart and improving eyesight. One in the middle.

In addition to the seven oil lamps, Fang Qingyuan began to draw formations on the ground using a mixture of smoked ground dragon crisps, Qingxu wood, and Wuhua water.

After all this work was done, Fang Qingyuan sat down again, pointed at the nearest oil lamp, and the lamp lit up, and he began to continuously absorb the mermaid fat in the lamp, suddenly an inexplicable feeling came over him, This made Fang Qingyuan very useful.

The entire set of formations cost Fang Qingyuan about low-grade spirit stones. This formation was not for Fang Qingyuan to break through and build a foundation, but for better awakening of his own life and awakening of his favorite life.

The full name of the formation is the 'Seven Stars Prolonging Life, Saving Calamity and Prayer Formation', prolonging life, avoiding death and increasing lifespan. It is the formation that Fang Qingyuan finally decided on after several considerations from the various secrets taught by Zhao Liangde.

Fang Qingyuan wanted to live longer, so Fang Qingyuan gave up talents that might be awakened in other directions, and focused on increasing his lifespan.

But even so, the natal talent obtained in the end may not be as good as Fang Qingyuan wanted, but no matter what, it will always change in the direction of increasing lifespan.

There was a monk in Huo's family before. Through this magic circle, he awakened his natal talent, which extended his life by 170 years. It was a stroke of luck to kill a Jindan of the same generation by building a foundation.

Fang Qingyuan wasn't greedy either. It was enough to increase his lifespan by a hundred years, and it would be enough to exceed the average standard of 60 years. It's just a pity that this kind of good thing of awakening his own life can only happen when he cultivates Qi and breaks through foundation establishment. Advancement can only continue to evolve and grow on the original talent, but cannot generate new natal talent.

Watching the seven-star ever-burning lamp gradually light up, Fang Qingyuan knew that it was time. With a thought, he took the drop of blood flowing in five colors from the Immortal Mansion. He wanted to observe it again, but after he regained consciousness, he realized that his hand was empty. One thing.

And the amazing spiritual power coming from his stomach instantly made Fang Qingyuan understand that he had swallowed this thing unconsciously.

The matter has come to this point, Fang Qingyuan no longer thinks about other things, but closes his eyes and crosses his knees, starts to run the "True Explanation of Five Spirits Transforming Evil Forms", frantically absorbs the surrounding spiritual power, and transforms the extremely pure mana into another medium .

At this time, the five-colored blood bead swallowed into his belly was like a burning coal. With the astonishing energy burst out, Fang Qingyuan's entire body seemed to be burning in the furnace. In an instant, this kind of heat spread all over his body. In the process, his whole body was burned red, and then all parts of his body became itchy.

It was barely noticeable at first, but soon became more and more intense, and even began to penetrate into the bone marrow, as if countless ants were biting.

At this time, the spiritual power in Fang Qingyuan's body was turning faster and faster, and the spiritual pressure was also increasing. Not only the meridians were under tremendous pressure, but even the body seemed to have the illusion that it was about to explode.

At the same time, the seven-star lamps around him, through the formation drawn on the ground, formed the power of longevity, gradually connected together, and finally came to the source, that is, Fang Qingyuan's body, and merged into it.

Like oil being poured into a hot pot, Fang Qingyuan was almost fainted by the various forces that burst in an instant, but the powerful spirit forcefully kept Fang Qingyuan awake, and allowed him to consciously use his soul power to drive these energies, making him It goes where it should go according to its own will.

But it was still too painful. Fang Qingyuan had never experienced such severe pain. It was not only the physical body being torn and crushed, but also the severe pain from the depths of the soul. There were several times when he felt that he was about to give up.

But every time Fang Qingyuan wanted to give up, there would be a force from within the Immortal Mansion to protect Fang Qingyuan's last clarity, so that he could continue to persevere.

Why is the foundation building process so difficult, how can other monks break through smoothly?

This question came to Fang Qingyuan's mind, but it was forgotten in a blink of an eye. Fang Qingyuan didn't have time to think about it now. All his energy now was focused on sorting out mana.

In fact, what Fang Qingyuan didn't know was that the pain and suffering he was enduring now had surpassed others by many times, and the main reason for this was the five-color blood drop.

No matter how tough a monk is, he can't survive this situation, but Fang Qingyuan, who has the Immortal Mansion, can do it.

As time passed bit by bit, the mana in Fang Qingyuan's body began to be continuously compressed under this huge spiritual pressure, becoming denser and gradually feeling like it was liquefied
This is a long process of transformation. As Fang Qingyuan's body is transformed, his soul can also draw out more soul power to explore the drop of five-color blood in his body. When the five-colored blood beads were formed, an illusory figure occupied all of Fang Qingyuan's senses, and in an instant, Fang Qingyuan came back from the pain and stared blankly at this figure.

It was a divine bird with five-color brilliance flickering on its tail. With a pair of wings covering the sky and the sun, it was rushing through the endless void. Suddenly rushed towards the phantom of the world.

However, at the next moment, a flash of sword light flashed by, and the divine bird uttered a mournful cry, spilling a pool of five-colored blood like a vast ocean, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fang Qingyuan's perspective did not dissipate with the departure of the divine bird, but merged into Wang Yang's blood, and headed towards the phantom of the world. An extremely familiar feeling gushed out, but this feeling only lasted for a moment before being broken by a sword light.

This sword light rolled up all five colors of blood, and when it was about to evacuate, several different phantoms appeared from the void beside it, including a book, a sword light, and a dragon as long as ten feet long. Xuying surrounded him together, snatching a lot of five-color blood from the sword light abruptly.

Jian Guang seemed to be furious, and a battle broke out between several parties. Fang Qingyuan's perspective did not stop here, but continued to move towards the world ahead, and finally passed through a barrier and fell into a black ore. It is boundless darkness.

"Fang Qingyuan! Still haven't woken up!!"

A loud shout awakened Fang Qingyuan from the endless darkness. He opened his eyes and saw Le Chuan and Zhao Liangde standing beside him. Situ Jingyu's huge body took up a lot of space, squeezing Jin Bao to the side, and Zhang Yuan was pitiful with only one head leaking out.

At this time, Heiye, who was beside him, hooked a bowl of medicinal liquid full of spiritual power with his tail, and handed it to Fang Qingyuan.

"What's wrong with me?"

As soon as Fang Qingyuan spoke, he felt that his voice was very hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his vocal cords were all glued together. He subconsciously looked at himself with the soul, and found that the soul directly passed through the barrier of the skin and came into the body.

I can see inside, this is the realm that can only be achieved by building a foundation, have I built a foundation?

Only then did Fang Qingyuan come to his senses, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he looked at the people in front of him, and then fell down cleanly.

Following three exclamations, Hei Ye helplessly stretched out his paws to touch Fang Qingyuan's back, and at the same time poured the bowl of medicinal liquid into Fang Qingyuan's mouth with his tail.

Seeing that Zhao Liangde made a gesture to slap himself a few times to wake himself up, Fang Qingyuan quickly took the bowl and said:

"Master Ancestor, Master Uncle, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"You have been in seclusion for a year. My teacher and I were afraid that you would smell bad inside, so we opened the formation to take a look. I didn't expect you to be fine and sleep soundly. What's going on? If we don't come, don't you want to Starve to death inside, if this spreads, the foundation-building cultivator will starve to death on the spot after breaking through, and you will become the biggest joke in the Beast Control Gate for nearly a thousand years!"

Zhao Liangde sarcastic for a while, Fang Qingyuan's face swelled when he heard it, he drank the medicinal liquid to replenish his strength, and thought about how to respond, the scene recorded in the five-color blood was too shocking, it's hard to say it, for the present plan, see In the future, I can only push up the awakening of my natal talent. I hope that my natal talent must not be so rubbish.

So Fang Qingyuan probed into the sea of ​​consciousness, a place he had only heard about but never been to, and wanted to check his own life, but the next moment, he was shocked.
(End of this chapter)