I built my own foundation in Chapter 135 of the Immortal Grandmaster in the Immortal Cultivation World. He Dong is now one hundred and twenty years old, and it can be said that he has gone through vicissitudes of life.

When he was young, Patriarch He was still alive, and Qingfeng Mountain was famous. When the royal family of Jingguo met He Zheng, they had to respectfully call him Immortal Master.

The middle-aged family was in the middle of the road, the ancestral land was destroyed, and the He family was living in a foreign country.

"Looking back on the experience of more than 100 years, I realize that the power of the years can erase all gaps. I saw a lot of geniuses back then, and the old man is far better than that, and now few are alive."

He Dong said, "Just like this cave mansion, we can't afford to offend Elder Tang, but we can wait!"

He Zheng reminded: "Uncle Dong, your life span is running out."

"What if the old man is dead?"

He Dong said: "Real people have a long lifespan, but they can't be compared with the family. The next generation has you, and the next generation has them. It will be passed down from generation to generation. However, the lifespan of a real person is limited. Are you afraid that you won't be able to wait?"

He Zheng wanted to speak, but He Dong waved to stop him.

"Old Tang can build a foundation with scattered cultivation, there must be something extraordinary!"

He Dong reminded: "For example, is it good at prolonging life? Or is there a life-extending spirit? Or maybe what we see is not what it looks like? Instead of taking a risk, it is better to wait two hundred years to win the game!"

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Hearing the words, the He family nodded in agreement.

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Ten years later.

Hejia Palace.

He Dong was lying on the bed weakly, most of his hair had fallen out, and his body exuded a strong sense of death.

The cultivator of the He family bowed and stood beside the bed. He Zheng, who was headed by him, had slightly grayish sideburns on his temples.

"I called you here because I have a few words to warn you."

He Dong's breath was dying, and his voice was like mosquitoes and flies: "This old man has lived for 130 years, which is longer than many real people. He has no regrets long ago. The only thing that can't be relieved is the family..."

The cultivator had meticulous control over his body, and He Dong knew that his longevity was coming to an end.

"He Zheng is impatient, and has never had setbacks in his life.

He Zheng was unwilling to hear the words, and did not dare to refute it. He Dong had been in charge of the family for fifty or sixty years, and his prestige and achievements were unparalleled.

"He Si, come here."

He Dong called a young man: "After the old man's life is over, the position of the patriarch will be passed on to you, remember to be cautious and don't rush for quick success."

"Don't worry, grandpa, grandson remembers it."

He Si was already in his thirties, but his practice of immortality made him look young.

"When the He family has the spiritual land again, remember to give the old man... incense..."

He Dong's voice became more and more low, and his breath slowly dissipated, and he was finally at the end of his life.

...

Time flies, nineteen years are fleeting.

Inner Array.

Zhou Yi used the earth escape, from the underground San Gong room, back to the spiritual ground to retreat to the stone room.

It took twenty-eight years to complete the fifth time, and I still had the previous experience of accelerating the practice. Otherwise, the foundation of the road would be firm and tough, and it would not necessarily dissipate for three or four decades.

One year after the exercise, the Chi Yan Jue reached the third level of Qi training, and the speed of cultivation was comparable to that of flying.

"Last time, I only used one Foundation Establishment Pill. This time I should be able to establish the foundation on my own. However, I also need to take the Foundation Establishment Pill to protect my dantian in advance to avoid any accidents."

Zhou Yi's consciousness swept over, covering a hundred meters in a radius, and the outdoor situation was unobstructed.

The Lingshen doll was soundly asleep, and has fully recovered its three-foot human form.

Turtle Prime Minister is cooking, a pure water monster, under the pressure of eating food and eagles and tigers, has skillfully used fire.

The golden eagle opened a nest on the top of the cave, commanding the audience.

The black tiger was playing happily in the medicine field, and the tiger claws swung left and right, trying to hold the blood vine demon's head.

"The blood vine demon is getting smarter and smarter, and it may not be able to generate consciousness. The black tiger is getting more and more stupid, not to mention compared with the golden eagle, even a plant can't compare."

Zhou Yi Nian was hesitant at this point, whether to use the black tiger to practice the true dragon and nine transformations.

After more than sixty years of painstaking cultivation, consuming countless golden eagles' blood, he finally transformed the eagle to the highest level, and the next step is the tiger transformation.

"Theoretically, it won't be affected by this guy. What if? Stupidity is more dangerous than weakness!"

Zhou Yi's consciousness swept over, and when he saw the black tiger holding the blood vine demon silly, he immediately made up his mind not to practice tiger transformation for the time being.

"The cow becomes stronger, the eagle becomes faster, and the tiger becomes more slaughtered. I don't want to fight with others. I will find a smart tiger demon to practice later. The key is to restore the cultivation base and try to build the foundation on your own!"

Habitually take out the lottery and shake it a few times.

The lottery landed safely.

"Safe and worry-free!"

...

Nine years later.

Zhou Yi reached the perfection of qi refining, and the mana in his dantian was as viscous as liquid.

"Even if there is no fire pill, Luoshui Lingdi is still water, and it has reached the ninth level of Qi refining in just ten years. At such a speed, I am afraid that only Tianlinggen can compare!"

"It has been rebuilt five times before and after, accumulating one hundred and fifty years, and it is only today!"

Zhou Yi lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, faintly realizing that no talent can compare to accumulation and heritage.

Take out a Foundation Establishment Dan and take it, it melts in the mouth, and the medicinal power wraps the Dantian to repair the cracks at any time.

The viscous mana in the dantian began to condense into a liquid state under the guidance of Zhou Yi, and the process went smoothly.

Zhou Yi did not leave the customs, but transferred to the Five Spiritual Sutras.

half a month later.

The mana conversion was successful, Zhou Yi tried to practice, and noticed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was swarming.

"This kind of cultivation speed is more than twice as fast as before!"

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at the same time.

Outside the array.

Prime Minister Turtle hugged his arms and looked up at the He family members with contempt.

"No one is allowed to enter without the permission of the immortal!"

"The poor life is about to end, so I thought of saying goodbye to Tang Lao before his death."

He Zheng has white hair, his mana has been refined to perfection, and he is even stronger than the turtle monster: "Senior Turtle, I think you are old, I would like to honor you as a senior, don't you know what's wrong?"

"What? Are you planning to break in?"

Prime Minister Turtle said coldly: "Our family is in charge of the spiritual formation, and if we dare to violate the rules, the teaching will be wiped out!"

For the past ten years, the He family cultivators have always thought of various reasons, trying to meet Zhou Yi and confirm whether it is life or death. The Turtle Prime Minister was too lazy to entangle with them, and would obediently retreat if he threatened to show up at every turn.

This time, it was different. He was radiant and condescending.

"Senior Turtle, you can try!"

The Turtle Prime Minister raised his brows, it would not be used to the He Family cultivator, and immediately urged the formation plate.

Eight golden pillars rose from the ground, and the Great Sun Fire slowly condensed. It was about to fall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Huh? What's going on?"

The Turtle Prime Minister is not afraid, in his eyes, the He family is just a clown jumping on the beam.

He Zheng pointed to an old man behind him~lightnovelpub.net~ and introduced: "This is the guest of the He family, Elder Zhong, he happens to be proficient in the eight golden lock formations, and it took more than ten years to finally crack it. Formation."

Elder Zhong said, "This formation is an ancestral tradition of the poor Taoist. I was just about to ask Zhenren Tang where he got it from?"

Prime Minister Turtle was about to sneer a few times when Zhou Yi's voice came from his ears.

"Let them in!"

A voice came into the Prime Minister Turtle's ears, calm, indifferent, without any anger.

The Turtle Prime Minister was also interesting. He was not happy when he heard the words, and gave He Zheng a frightened look, then turned and fled back to the formation.

Seeing this, He Zheng couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Trouble Elder Zhong breaking the formation, I'll wait to pay homage to Tang Zhenren!"

No one has been seen for more than 60 years. He Zheng thought early that Zhou Yi died and that Luo Shui Lingdi should have been owned by the He family.

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