The Tao is far away

Wang Chi secretly transmitted to Xu Qianyu the conversation between Huang Yan and Tian Qin more than three months ago, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, in detail.

Xu Qianyu didn't seem too surprised after hearing this. There was just a hint of loss in her eyes, and she laughed at herself in her heart. What am I thinking about?

Xu Qianyu nodded slightly: "I understand."

"What's your reaction?" Wang Chi was very surprised.

Wang Chi held Xu Qianqianyu's shoulders with both hands and said worriedly: "Qianyu, you must slow down your cultivation speed and must not break through to the foundation-building stage too quickly!"

Xu Qianyu bit her lips lightly, looked down at Wang Chi's hand, and said coldly: "Who are you to say these words to me?"

"Of course it's...your friend." Wang Chi let go of his hand, feeling that something was wrong.

"I've said it before, please respect yourself!" Xu Qianyu took two steps back and spoke coldly.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first!" He said and was about to leave.

"Qianyu..." Wang Chi grabbed Xu Qianyu's wrist, and the words in his heart were stuck in his throat.

"What else?"

"Do you know how to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill within the sect? I have been in seclusion and don't know this." Wang Chi didn't say it in the end and just said a few words casually.

“I don’t know!” Xu Qianyu shook off Wang Chi’s hand and flew away on her sword.

Wang Chi sighed lightly and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly, his eyes were attracted by the place where Xu Qianyu had just sat - there were three golden pills!

He picked up the pill and knew in his mind: What else could this be but the Foundation Establishment Pill?

Wang Chi held the three pills tightly against his chest, looked in the direction where Xu Qianyu left, and whispered softly, "Thank you!"

Xu Qianyu hid in the clouds and looked down. Wang Chi's figure was gradually moving away. Her long black hair danced in the wind and a tear fell silently from her eyes, dripping into the lake below, creating ripples.

Wang Chi came to the valley and asked around about how to get the Foundation Establishment Pill. Even Qingluan had used ten pills, so these three were definitely not enough.

This is a shabby tavern, and usually only the menial disciples come here to get drunk.

Because Wang Chi was not wearing the uniform of a Qingzhu Peak disciple, he was met with cold stares when he asked the errand disciples.

Wang Chi sat down in front of a white-haired old man, filled a glass of wine for him, and explained his purpose.

The old man smacked his lips and drank the wine handed to him by Wang Chi. He said in a hoarse voice, "Another person who is unwilling to be a menial disciple. You must have very poor qualifications to be a menial disciple. You should take more tasks to earn spirit stones."

Wang Chi didn't say much. He knew that it would be useless to say more to this old cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining: "Although I have poor aptitude, I still have the desire to improve myself. I am not content with this!"

The old monk just smiled and said, "Are you unwilling? No matter how unwilling you are, can you compare to those disciples from the big peaks?"

"For the sake of this glass of wine, I can tell you how to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill within the sect."

"The first one is to become an inner disciple of the Great Peak, which is obviously not suitable for you."

"The second one is to participate in the Nine Peaks Competition in eight months. This is open to all identities. If you achieve a certain ranking, you will get the Foundation Establishment Pill."

"But I advise you not to join the chores. If you go, you will either die or be crippled."

"The third one is..."

"It means participating in the great sect trial held every ten years. If you can come back alive, you will get the foundation-building pill. Not only that, you can also become a disciple of the great peak."

"The last thing I have to do is to make the elixir myself. Hehe, although the elixir recipe is widely circulated, the medicinal materials are not easy to get!"

Wang Chi's mind was in a tangled mess as he thought about the feasibility of these approaches.

Seeing Wang Chi's solemn expression, the old monk couldn't help but smile: "Which of these is not as difficult as ascending to heaven for menial disciples? I think you'd better go to bed!"

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!" Wang Chi stood up and left the shabby tavern.

Returning to the bamboo house on Qingzhu Peak, Wang Chi lay down on his long-missed bed, feeling relieved. Although he had become a monk now, Wang Chi still maintained the habit of sleeping.

Zi Yue was summoned out of the storage bag. The little guy had stayed in the storage bag for almost a hundred days. As soon as he came out, he was like a child in solitary confinement, biting Wang Chi's clothes to protest against this "unfair" treatment.

Wang Chi rubbed Zi Yue's furry head lovingly, and Zi Yue flew around the room happily.

Wang Chi thought to himself that it seemed that he had no choice but to participate in the Nine Peaks Competition.

As for refining the elixir himself, he gave up without even a second thought, firstly because he had no medicinal materials, and secondly because his skills were not sophisticated enough.

Wang Chi learned that Qingzhu Peak had not participated in any of the previous Nine Peaks Competitions. This time, Qingluan accepted him as a disciple, and he had to achieve a good result no matter what, not just for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

If I can really get a good result, maybe I can get two Foundation Establishment Pills, plus the three given by Xu Qianyu, which will be five in total.

But this is not enough!

Do I still have to participate in the sect trial?

This sect trial is a trial jointly held by the immortal sects in the southern country's immortal cultivation world. It is held once every ten years, for no other reason than that a kind of demon pill material needed for the foundation-building pill is in the forbidden area of ​​the trial.

Not only that, there is also a powerful restriction formation in the forbidden area that only allows Qi-refining cultivators to enter.

But it is a world full of dangers and challenges. Not only must you be on guard against sudden attacks from ferocious monsters, but you must also be careful of those malicious people hiding in the dark.

All cultivators who participate in the trial, regardless of whether they can successfully hunt down the demon pill or not, can obtain the foundation-building pill as long as they can come out alive.

It is precisely because of this that in the Tianji Sect, ordinary disciples from the major peaks and some menial disciples have become the main force in the forbidden area trials, just for that glimmer of hope.

Wang Chi thought about it and felt that he had to go. However, the risk factor was too high and he would die if he was not careful.

Sleepiness gradually came over him like the tide, and Wang Chi simply stopped thinking about it and began to sleep soundly.

Zi Yue also lay on Wang Chi's chest, smacking her lips.

The next day, Qingluan came to Wang Chi's cabin for some reason.

Seeing a small native dog lying on Wang Chi's chest, Qingluan knew with her knowledge that it was a spiritual animal. She felt happy and gently picked up Ziyue and stroked its head.

Zi Yue was not annoyed and licked Qing Luan's face happily.

Wang Chi was awakened by the noise. He opened his eyes and found it was Qingluan. He said unhappily, "Master, why are you here so early in the morning?"

Qingluan hugged Ziyue and didn't look at Wang Chi directly: "You little bastard, you didn't even stand up when the master came."

Wang Chi was about to get up but was stopped.

"Alright, alright, stop pretending, just lie down if you want!"

"This is your clothes, they stayed with me." Qingluan took out a piece of green clothes, which was the one Wang Chi took off in the secret room.

Wang Chi picked up the clothes and felt touched. The clothes had been washed clean.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Let me play with this puppy for two days." Qingluan smiled and stroked Ziyue's furry head.

"Master, I want to participate in the Nine Peaks Competition!"

Qingluan paused and said with a smile: "You decide these matters yourself."

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