Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 214: Sixth Level of Foundation Building
Ji An clapped his hands and smiled:

"That's great. Junior Brother Wei once helped me buy Xuan Huang soil. It cost 400 spirit stones per ounce. Is it still the same price now?"

After all, Xuanhuangtu is a second-level resource, and there are not many opportunities to buy it with spirit stones.

Having just traded fifty kilograms of top-grade gold leaves, he finally had the confidence to pay with spirit stones.

"of course can."

Zhang Yuanshan readily agreed and weighed out half a pound of dark yellow soil.

Selling the second-level resources for spirit stones may seem like a loss, but it is a gain in terms of favors.

More and more spiritual fruits are being cultivated in Chiyan Peak. From now on, we will have to rely on Senior Brother Ji to purchase second-level fire spiritual fruits.

He recalled the time he spent at Qingsong Taoist Temple. It was unimaginable for him that the down-and-out disciple back then could achieve what he had today.

Ji An put the black yellow soil into the storage bag and said with a bow:
"Thank you for your help, Junior Brother. Half a pound of Xuan Huang soil is worth two thousand spirit stones, and refining the water-avoiding beads and fire-avoiding beads is worth three hundred spirit stones. Junior Brother, you only need to give me two hundred spirit stones."

After they completed the transaction, Liang Qiu said:

"Brother, your Cang Shui turtle has grown to this size. Do you have any secrets?"

He saw that the blue water turtle in the shade of the trees in the cold pond was obviously larger than himself, so he humbly asked for advice.

"I only looked up the sect's basic methods for raising beasts. If I have to say there's a secret, it's probably the result of me feeding Tianyuan Pears without regard for the cost."

There are obvious differences in the breeding methods of various monsters, and Ji An does not have the time and energy to study the secret breeding methods in depth.

Among the four pets, he only cared about the Rock Armored Bear, and the rest were raised in a rough manner.

If you don’t have the energy to cultivate, just use the pay-to-win gameplay.

The resources harvested are meant to be used, so that they are worth the money.

Liang Qiu was speechless. This method was simple and crude but really effective, but he couldn't learn it.

The pears grown on Chiyan Peak are of the highest quality Tianyuan Pears. When used to feed the Cangshui Turtle at the Qi training level, most of the spiritual power will be wasted, and the beast must be nourished entirely by the characteristics of the spiritual fruit itself.

He didn't have the ability to feed his children in such a luxurious way, and spirit stones were only one reason.

Red Copper Mountain, Burning Cloud Cave.

The rocks here are dark red, and when the sunset reflects on them, they appear dreamy.

From a distance, the sky and the mountain peaks are connected, and the scenery is magnificent.

Zhao Lei controlled the shuttle to land at the cave entrance, stepped hurriedly into it, bowed and saluted:

"Meet the Master."

Zhu Xiangrong had just returned from Chaoyang Peak and was sipping tea.

Unlike other weapon refiners, he doesn't like strong wine. Instead, he prefers the light taste of tea. He always feels that the aroma of tea is more charming than the aroma of wine.

"Zhao Lei, sit down and talk.

Boy, serve the tea."

Zhu Xiangrong said gently that the other party was his eldest disciple and was quite liked by him.

Generally speaking, the meanings of a monk's senior disciples and closed disciples are different.

"Thank you, Master."

Although Zhao Lei usually prefers to drink, he dare not behave unrestrainedly in front of his master.

"I received an order to refine a spiritual weapon, but I don't know how to best engrave the patterns and prohibitions on the weapon, so I came to ask Master for advice."

Zhao Lei stepped forward and took out the purple fire gourd from his storage bag.

"Prepare to refine it into a spiritual weapon that can nourish flames. It requires increasing the storage space as much as possible while nourishing flames that are threatening to Chao Yuan period cultivators."

Zhu Xiangrong took the gourd and said in surprise:
"A second-level purple fire gourd, rare!"

He had refined quite a few gourd spiritual weapons, and even refined a top-grade second-level one, but he had never seen a second-level purple fire gourd.

Spiritual plants have a growth limit, and breaking through this limit is not an easy task.

Just like the cultivation of cultivators, with the same supply of resources, some cultivators can cultivate to the Jindan stage, while some cultivators find it difficult to break through the Chaoyuan stage.

Zhu Xiangrong extended his spiritual sense and carefully felt the texture inside the gourd.

The texture of each animal skin used to make talismans is different, and the texture of the tool blanks used to refine weapons is even more complex.

The weapon refiner needs to find all the mana nodes one by one and engrave magic forbidden patterns on the nodes.

It can be said that each magical weapon is unique, and the weapon refiner needs to adapt it to the material.

Zhu Xiangrong stretched out a finger and said:
"The patterns of the space restriction and the nourishment restriction need to be nested, but the core should be based on the space restriction to increase the space storage capacity of the spiritual weapon as much as possible.

The engraving of the Fire Mage's forbidden pattern is used as an aid, and there's no need to forcefully increase the power of the flames."

It is not easy to achieve a perfect balance between quality and quantity. Sometimes there is no such balance point and trade-offs must be made.

Zhao Lei scratched his head and said:

"Wouldn't that be a bit of a waste? I believe the Purple Fire Gourd can produce a stronger flame. It shouldn't be difficult to reach the strength of a second-grade mid-grade flame, right?"

He believed that after the spiritual weapon was refined, the flame it nurtured would be able to reach the attack level of a Chaoyuan-stage cultivator.

"You're right, but don't dream of threatening a Chaoyuan-level opponent with a low-grade spiritual weapon.

I can tell you clearly that with the speed of a Chao Yuan period cultivator, he will never be attacked by such a spiritual weapon, unless he is seriously injured and has no ability to dodge.

Therefore, it is better to settle for the next best thing and cultivate a flame that can reach the level of a cultivator at the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage."

No matter how strong the flame is, it will be useless if it cannot hit the opponent.

Zhao Lei suddenly realized:

“So that’s how it is, I took it for granted.

Master, if that's the case, then we don't need to use other second-level materials to refine spiritual weapons."

"Yes, that's not necessary." A month later.

Ji An was practicing the art of controlling water beside the cold pond. A blue water turtle lay lazily beside him, waiting for the spirit fish to feed it.

He felt a flow of air in his chest being drawn into his immortal meridians. He took off the pendant from his neck, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

This rare item obtained from a street stall in Mingfeng Mountain is still able to produce Genling. He originally thought that it had died long ago.

Recently, the stone turtle has absorbed more than ten points of Gen Ling. Although the amount is not much, he can gain something every few days.

He was pleasantly surprised that this state had been maintained for several days and it was a stable harvest.

As long as you keep this pace, you will be able to build a tower out of sand.

If you look at it over a long period of time, for example, a hundred years, you can obtain tens of thousands of Gen Ling points, which is a huge profit.

He is only fifty years old and can live another hundred years without any problems.

“It would be great if I could obtain a treasure that contains other spiritual energy!”

Ji An was very excited, as people always want more after getting something.

He tilted his head and caught a glimpse of a communication sword entering the Red Flame Peak, falling into the cold pond, and heading straight towards him.

Ji An stretched out his hand and felt the mark of magic power on it, and couldn't help but smile.

"The spiritual weapon is ready, come quickly."

Ji An landed on Chitong Mountain and stepped into the cave.

"Junior brother, please take a seat."

Zhao Lei took out a palm-sized gourd and said proudly:
“The refining process went smoothly, seven or eight days faster than I expected.

The spiritual weapon has a total of thirty-six spiritual prohibitions, and the total amount of flame it can store is more than five times that of the best magic weapon.

The intensity of the flame cultivated is comparable to that of a cultivator who has reached the perfect foundation of practicing fire-based techniques.

However, the speed of the flames has not increased significantly, making it unsuitable for dealing with fast enemies."

The gourd skin is like jade, with a restrained divine light, but it will never be ignored.

Ji An took the gourd with joy. The spiritual weapon had different sizes, making it easier to carry.

The gourd feels warm to the touch, like holding a piece of warm jade.

He pinched his fingers and the gourd instantly grew bigger.

Zhao Lei smiled complacently and said:
"The speed at which a spiritual weapon cultivates flames is more than three times faster than that of a top-grade magical weapon. Therefore, even though the space is much larger, the speed of cultivation will not be much slower."

"Brother, you have great craftsmanship!"

Ji An put away the magic gourd, took out a jar of pine wine, and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Hehe, Junior Brother, you are too polite."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then Ji An said goodbye and left.

Zhao Lei couldn't wait to break the seal on the wine jar. The pine nut wine produced in Chiyan Peak tasted more mellow than those produced in other places.

The clear aroma of wine filled the air, and he took a few deep sniffs.

"This wine doesn't taste right!"

Based on his many years of drinking experience, he said that the taste is more mellow!
He took out a wine glass from his storage bag, filled it up, and took a sip.

"It's a second-level pine nut wine. Junior Brother Ji is a good person!"

The mulberries on Chiyan Peak ripened again and again, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.

The sun was blazing across the sky, and the forest was silent, with only the sultry wind moaning.

Ji An sat cross-legged in the mulberry field beside the cold pond, practicing the Qingmu Changchun Gong.

Emerald light flew out from the spiritual tree, light black water spiritual light and yellow earth spiritual light circled around him, and strands of golden light emerged from the sunlight and joined the carnival.

The Canglong wood and Xuanhuang soil in his hands had completely lost their spirituality, and the trickling spiritual water in the jade bowl in front of him had dried up.

He was completely unaware of this.

At this moment, Ji An only felt like a giant tree, drawing inspiration from the earth, from the pond, from the spiritual trees, and even from the void, and growing vigorously.

The spiritual energy flows through the immortal veins, and the ten Tao seeds in the acupoints flash with spiritual light as the spiritual energy flows through.

The inspiration contained in the spiritual energy nourishes the Tao seed, and the Tao seed gives the spiritual energy more artistic conception.

Ji An felt that the Dantian ancestral orifice was rhythmically vibrating, and the refined magic power fell into the Qi sea like rain.

Suddenly, a huge attraction burst out from the Dantian, like a dragon drawing water, swallowing up all the magic power in the immortal veins and acupoints.

With the influx of magic power, the dantian expanded a little, and waves of warmth emanated from the dantian and spread to every part of the body.

My whole body feels warm, as if I am bathed in spring sunshine.

The immortal veins in the body have grown to varying degrees, extending into more tiny branches.

A large number of green patterns in the shape of leaf veins appeared on the surface of his liver, occupying almost half of the liver's area.

The vigorous breath of life surged in the liver and quickly subsided. The green pattern was like ink dropped into a lake, quickly dissipating, the color becoming lighter and lighter, and finally disappearing, as if nothing had happened.

The spiritual pressure on Ji An increased, and an invisible strong wind spread outward with him as the center.

Looking down from the sky, it looked like this place had been hit by an explosion shockwave, with the surrounding spiritual mulberry trees falling in the opposite direction of him.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, with a sparkling green light in his pupils, which was extremely mysterious.

The sixth level of foundation building is now completed!

Today, it has been three years and four months since I broke through to the fifth level of foundation building, which is shorter than the time it took to break through from the fourth level to the fifth level.

(End of this chapter)