"Junior Brother Fang, if you have any problems in the future, come and find Brother Hui!" Fu Jingbai patted Fang Ling's shoulder hard, looking like a deep brotherly love.

Fang Ling said respectfully: "I will be troubled by my senior brother in the future."

Fu Jingbai laughed: "Brother, I'll be welcome if I'm welcome." Speaking of this, Fu Jingbai slapped his head, as if he suddenly thought of something: "I have something else to do, so I have to deal with it."

The red and green ice and fire fan lifted Fu Jingbai and turned into a long stream of light, which instantly disappeared into the sky.

Fu Jingbai turned around on the Ice and Fire Fan and looked at Fang Ling, and thought to himself that from now on, there should be few opportunities to see this Junior Brother Fang again!

As the head of the Zhendao Sect, although his cultivation is not top-notch, he also understands that the most important thing in practicing the formation and magic formula of the Zhendao Sect is the guidance of the teacher.

The so-called truth and fallacy are just a layer of window paper. If you can get guidance from the teacher’s years of experience, you will naturally make rapid progress; and if you slowly explore, hehe, even if you think about old age, you may achieve nothing.

What's more, the formation is profound and profound, and it consumes the most people's mind.

The lifespan of a mortal, even the seventh level of Qi training, is at most 120 years old, which is half the difference compared to the 240 years of a foundation-building monk.

Uncle Master and the others have come up with a better solution than themselves!

After Fang Ling watched the red and green light disappear into the sky, he began to look at the surrounding environment. This is a mountain that is more than 500 meters high, with a radius of dozens of miles, and the trees are also lush.

Although Fang Ling has not learned the special technique of seeing the qi, from some feelings, Fang Ling can also feel that the spiritual energy here is much worse than that of Zhongyuan Peak, even compared with other peaks around Zhongyuan Peak.

And this is the place where you practice, Seven Star Peak!

On the way back with the Senior Brother Tong, Fang Ling also got an idea of ​​the situation of Zhendao Sect.

The entire Zhendao Sect is divided into four meridians at this time, mainly Zhongyuan Peak. However, among these four meridians, the weakest is Zhongyuan Peak.

Because the ancestors of the other three meridians are all Jindan real people, and the one with the highest cultivation level on Yuanfeng is Fu Jingbai, who controls the ice and fire fan.

Of course, these three Jindan real people did not have time to pay attention to trivial matters, so the people in charge of the Three Peaks are all top-level strong men in foundation building.

To the outside world, they are the core disciples of the Zhendao Sect.

The three cores, no, now it seems that they should be renamed to the four cores. Through Qianfoshan, I have become the four core disciples of the Zhendao Sect.

Then the four meridians have now become the five meridians.

There is a saying that goes: I am entrusted with important tasks when I first arrived.

However, Fang Ling felt a little respectful to this important task. He was not stupid, so he didn't know what it meant to re-open a lineage and move his brother to the Qixing Peak, which is a hundred miles away from the core position of Zhendao Sect. He pinched a magic trick in his hand, and a passage appeared in front of Fang Ling, and he walked in.

This is a simple cave with only a dozen rooms. The rough and stiff sword marks on the roof seemed to tell everyone that the cave was temporarily newly built. In the house in the middle, an old man in his sixties and indifferent face was quietly staying on the painting and hanging on the main hall.

A small but exquisite incense burner is placed on the floor table in front of the portrait.

This old man is his master, Jin Peng, the former ancestor of Qixing Peak, who had been transformed twenty years ago.

Fang Ling clapped his hands, picked up three incense sticks from the table, and respectfully inserted the incense into the incense burner. Although the master is dead and cannot teach him anything, this is his master after all. Death is the greatest thing, and what should be respected should be respected!

Sitting cross-legged on a cushion, Fang Ling took out a jade slip from the storage bag and quietly placed it on his forehead. The jade slip was given to him by Fu Jingbo just now. In addition to some of the rules of the Zhendao Sect, it was the martial arts skills of the Zhendao Sect from practicing qi to building foundation: "Red Fire Burning Heaven", "Mind Water Xuanyin Method", "Ten Thousand Woods Welcoming Spring Technique", "Gengjin Slashing Xuanxue"...

In the jade slip, there are eight or nine basic exercises alone. Fang Ling read them all. These exercises are basically a simple series of exercises, and at the end of his practice, they all reach the peak of foundation building.

Fang Ling pondered for a moment and then began to look down. There were all formations behind him, with thirty or forty. Among them, Fang Ling, the seventh level of Qi training, can be used, there are more than twenty, such as the Hundred Sword Formation, the Spirit Gathering Formation, the Tracking Formation, and the Maze Formation... These formations are not too exquisite. Fang Ling pondered for a moment and understood the meaning of this formation, but some details always made him feel something was wrong.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Ling, who was dizzy, broke himself out of the understanding of the maze array. There was no profound place in the other places in this maze array, and only the two array eyes were used to make Fang Ling understand it very much. He felt that he had already grasped the thread, but he just couldn't grasp it. It was like a layer of window lattice paper, almost piercing its finger. What he lacked now was that finger.

Without anyone's advice, this formation seems to be more difficult to learn than other exercises!

Fang Ling looked up and his eyes fell on the portrait of Jin Peng. The real person seemed to be looking at him, but unfortunately, the teacher in the painting was hard to give him anything to teach him. After making a cross-legged breath, Fang Ling recovered a lot of energy.

After walking around the cave, Fang Ling investigated the bans around him again, and then carefully took out a few storage bags. These were all his income in Qianfoshan. Because time was tight, he had not cleaned it up. Now in this small world that belongs entirely to him, Fang Ling was preparing to check his own family background.

In addition to the Xuanyin Sword that can be used to control the envoy, the magic weapon also has the small red flag obtained from Senior Brother Tu of Lishan Palace, as well as the ghost banner, the mysterious bone bead and the two colors Ruyi. Among these five magic weapons, the highest level should be the ghost banner. According to the records of Qu Lao Er Wan Gui Record, this thing is now a high-level magic weapon, and in the hands of Jindan Zhenren, it can become a magic weapon. Unfortunately, Fang Ling can control the five magic weapons, only the Xuanyin Sword.

After putting away the magic weapon, Fang Ling put the treasure talismans together. When he was fighting with Qu Lao Er, Fang Ling destroyed two precious small sword treasure talismans, but when cleaning Qu Lao Er's storage bag, Fang Ling also found several treasure talismans of unknown whether it was Qu Lao Er's own or the treasure talismans he snatched.

Now, Fang Ling has five treasure talismans in his hand, one from Prince Qingluo, a small sword, a small knife, a mirror and a shield. Among these five treasure talismans, the jade seal treasure talisman has already appeared extremely dim, and it seems that it will not take long.

Fang Ling has tens of thousands of ordinary low-level talismans. In addition to the ones he has, these talismans are more like winning items that can be placed under the golden sword formation and kill in the path of life and death. Although the level of the talisman is low, throwing them one by one will have the same effect.

The lower-grade immortal stones are 100,000,203, and the middle-grade immortal stones are 1,05. This is the wealth that Fang Ling can now be used. With these things, Fang Ling is also a rich man among the cultivators of the same level. In addition to these, what is even more gratifying is that there are hundreds of bottles of medicines of all sizes. Most of these medicines are medicines that increase their cultivation during the Qi training period. Although they are different, the effects are almost the same. Not to mention, as for Yujiao Pills, Fang Ling has more than a dozen bottles in his hand. With these medicines, he can quickly reach the peak of the ninth level of Qi training. Only by reaching the ninth level of Qi training can he talk about foundation building.

The confused thoughts in his heart were instantly swept away by Fang Ling, reaching the ninth level of Qi training, and building the foundation! This is his most important thing. As for everything else, everything is in vain!

Take out a Jade Dragon Pill from the medicine bottle, Fang Ling gently put it in his mouth, and then started practicing...

Six months later, a layer of golden light began to slowly radiate on Fang Ling's body. The light was not very strong, but Fang Ling in the golden light gave people a feeling of solemnity. The golden light slowly faded and eventually disappeared into Fang Ling's skin. At this time, look at Fang Ling's skin again, giving people a metal texture.

When all the golden lights disappeared, Fang Ling suddenly opened his eyes. Two half-foot golden lights rushed out of Fang Ling's eyes. He took a breath, jumped up, took out the Jinghong Sword, which had not been used for a long time, and then chopped down his arm!

"When!" The sword light flashed, and a white seal suddenly appeared on Fang Ling's arm!

The Jinghong Sword can be said to be extremely sharp. Even an ordinary foundation-building cultivator cannot resist this sword! The white seal disappeared instantly, and Fang Ling's skin returned to the original color. Fang Ling, who had the Jinghong Sword sheathed, showed a smile on his face.

This Immovable Vajra Art hidden in the Lotus Pose is really unique. In the past six months, while Fang Ling was practicing the Praise Practice, he also began to practice the Immovable Vajra Art obtained from the smoke and dust of Thousand Foshan Mountains.

With hundreds of bottles of medicine as support, Fang Ling's cultivation has improved rapidly. In just half a year, he not only reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, but also cultivated the Vajra Art by him to a small level. Although he could not withstand the attack of magic weapons above the treasure talisman, the ordinary talisman should not cause any major damage when hitting the body. With this alone, Fang Ling is much stronger than the ordinary qi training cultivator.

Walking out of the cultivation room, Fang Ling sat down under a stone bench, drinking water while pondering. He only had two words in his mind - foundation building. Now he has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training, and foundation building is just one step away for him. However, this step has been stuck for many monks.

How should I pass the foundation building level?
Chapter completed!