Eastern Wilderness, Ningzhou Prefecture.

Deep in the wild mountains that wind for ten thousand miles, Hongyuanfang City is located here.

Dozens of immortal cultivation families jointly supported the normal operation of this market. The endless foundation-building ancestors shocked the world and made the little ones bow their heads and dared not act rashly.

For thousands of years, many fellow Taoists have praised and recognized the signboard of Hongyuanfang City. They know that the most important rules here are. They must not kill and rob for no reason. Both parties to the transaction are safe and secure.

Once trust is established, business will naturally become more prosperous.

Gradually, more casual cultivators and mortals entrenched like ants, and developed into a behemoth covering an area of ​​hundreds of spiritual mountains.

Lihuo Peak outside the market.

This place is the Li family's residence, and there are large array guardians arranged. Outsiders should not enter without authorization.

On the hillside, there is an ordinary cave.

Zhang Yuqing sat cross-legged on the spiritual bed, and a golden light spot flickered in the center of his eyebrows.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"Failed..."

Feeling the cultivation without any increase in slight growth, a bitter look appeared on Zhang Yuqing's face.

"I have been practicing for two and a half years, and it has made great progress at the beginning. I once thought I was a genius of cultivation. The later I went, I realized that what I practiced was resources."

Zhang Yuqing punched the spirit bed with a fierce punch, and the hard stone cracked several tiny gaps.

He reacted, with a little bit of pain and hesitation on his face, and he stretched his fist out at a loss.

"Living in a cave far away from the spiritual veins, you can only eat a meal of spiritual rice every few days, practice the martial arts of the road, and spend most of your time cooking the spiritual fields to plant spiritual rice. You can only leave 30% of it in the whole year!"

"Cultivate immortals? Just bet!"

Zhang Yuqing never thought that he had just made a wish to cultivate immortals when burning incense to Sanqing, and he really traveled to this world.

The excitement of the first arrival soon disappeared. Zhang Yuqing was soon discovered by the elders of the Li family in Hongyuanfang City, and brought him from the mundane world to this real world of practice and became a glorious spiritual planter.

There is no way, who made his spiritual roots the four spiritual roots in the world of immortal cultivation, commonly known as the Miscellaneous Spiritual Roots.

If the three spiritual roots are used, they may be taken into the inner courtyard of the Li family and will be a tribute in charge of fighting in the future.

According to the words of the ancestor of the Li family, the Miscellaneous Spirit Roots are in a difficult life to break through the middle stage of Qi Refining.

It’s better to do a promising job of the Linghua Husband honestly.

The master asked you 70% of the rent to be merciful. As long as you save a spirit stone for about a hundred years, you can pay off the supplies owed to the Li family. No matter how many people envy you, you can't come.

Thinking of the contract he was forced to sign, a ruthlessness appeared in Zhang Yuqing's eyes.

It is not free for the elders of the Li family to help him embark on the path of cultivation. The price of providing him with the introduction to the practice of "Little Qi Practice" and "Little Ganlin Technique", "Tianyuan Jue", "Little Vajra Mantra" and other magical spells is that Zhang Yuqing must make a vow of his inner demons to be a tenant in the Li family before paying off these "important cultivation resources"!

Afterwards, Zhang Yuqing naturally knew that he had been cheated, but unfortunately the situation was better than others.

The strong prey on the weak in the world of immortal cultivation. With the cultivation of the senior Li family's later stages of cultivation, if he dares to say no, he may not be able to survive.

It is said that the casual cultivators outside the market fight for life all day long, and many people who lack arms and legs are willing to spend a high price to buy some limbs with spiritual roots to break their limbs and re-suspend them.

At that time, I only had to do low and do small things!

But after lying in dormant for three years, Zhang Yuqing became more and more discouraged.

It is too difficult for the Miscellaneous Spirit Root to extract pure magic power!

Whenever he tries his best to perceive the four qi of earth, water, fire and wind between heaven and earth, it is like scooping water with a bamboo basket. The Zen essence can only absorb a little spiritual energy into the body after all his thoughts.

After this, the four spiritual roots divide a portion of spiritual energy into four small portions, and refine it into pure wood, water, gold, and earth spiritual energy stored in the Dantian.

During this process, most of the spiritual energy was consumed in vain.

It is said that if a genius with a single spiritual root can omit the step of sensing spiritual energy and directly lead the purest single spiritual energy into the body, with a loss rate of almost 10%.

A little bit of double spiritual roots can also allow spiritual energy to enter the body naturally, but it also needs to be refined and refined by removing spiritual energy that does not belong to your own spiritual roots.

"It's a pity that the world of immortal cultivation has never heard of any treasures that can improve the spiritual root qualifications of people in thousands of years!"

Zhang Yuqing looked unwilling and murmured in a low voice: "But it is not without the precedent of the miscellaneous spiritual roots breaking through the foundation building. Compared with the heavenly spiritual roots, the miscellaneous spiritual roots are just a little less efficient in purification, and they are always better than mortals without spiritual roots."

"As long as the denominator is large enough, the gap between the numerator can be made up!"

"For example, Qingfeng, one of the founding ancestors of Hongyuanfang City, was built with countless resources! There is no way, who told me that I had a father in the false alchemy realm!"

"However, I may not be able to eat a meal of spiritual rice in a month. Until today, it is difficult to break through the natural barrier between the third to fourth levels of Qi refining. The accumulated magic power for a whole year is like a shaking tree with a hindrance, and the obscure feeling has not weakened at all!"

In just one year, he practiced to the third level of Qi refining, and then there were more than a year of shackles of practice. Even Zhang Yuqing's psychological endurance, which was almost desperate for two lifetimes.

He could never forget the sarcastic look of the manager of the Li family when collecting rent, as well as the confusion and exclusion of the monks who were both tenants.

‘What are you doing with such hard work in practicing the Miscellaneous Spirit Root? Is it useful to break through to the third level of Qi Refining in one year?’

‘Yes, it took Lao Huang sixty years to break through to the middle stage of Qi refining. It can be seen that our third level of Qi refining is already the limit of human power. The next step is to rely on water to grind it, so we don’t need to fight for life like this at all.’

"No, I'm different from them!" Zhang Yuqing's eyes released a fierce color: "I still have golden fingers!"

"Since you can't get through the barrier, all your spiritual energy will be fully supplied with the golden finger!"

In Zhang Yuqing's sea of ​​consciousness, a slightly dim golden light floated above like clouds and mist.

In the past two years, he has been able to feel the existence of this golden light every time he practices.

He also discovered that this golden light would unconsciously absorb the magic power he extracted!

Zhang Yuqing has always been suspicious that this is the golden finger that comes with when traveling through time, absorbing magic power or recharging it.

But he was just a little mixed spiritual roots, and he was pitiful to refine his magic power every day, and he was still snatched away by the existence of this perhaps gold finger.

How could he bear it? He only barely provided this golden light with a little magic power every day to keep it from dissipating.

In two years, the golden light was only about half filled.

For some reason, Zhang Yuqing could sense the charging progress of the golden light.

Since he has accumulated strength or failed to make a breakthrough, Zhang Yuqing made up his mind to put all his chips on the golden light.

"According to the current progress, two more months will be enough..."

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The next day, Zhang Yuqing finished washing as usual, checked her portable magic weapon and walked towards the spiritual field.

Along the way, you can see tenant monks wearing green clothes and embroidered with the Li family logo greeting him from time to time.

"Fellow Taoist Yuqing!"

"Fellow Taoist Ge Hun!"

The two greeted each other and walked silently.

"It is said that the rent will be raised this year." Ge Hun looked in his thirties, with two long beards under his jaw, gentle and elegant, like a teacher.

Zhang Yuqing shook his head slightly: "How do you say this?"

Ge Hun looked around and whispered: "The youngest son of the Li family ancestor is at the age of enlightenment. I heard that he wanted to ask someone to join the Qingfeng Ancestor. After all, since the Li family ancestor fell 18 years ago, he has never produced the foundation-building ancestor. I am afraid the foundation is unstable."

"..." Zhang Yuqing sighed and said, "If it is true, I'm afraid our lives will be more difficult."

Ge Hun sighed repeatedly: "Oh, fellow Taoist Yuqing, you are fine. You are not hungry for one person. My second boy also has the qualifications to cultivate immortals. Although he is just a mixed spirit root, he always has to find a way out for him. You can't be like me, and become a tenant in a daze and waste your life."

"Shh, keep silent!" Zhang Yuqing signaled: "The mountain patrol team is here."

The mountain patrol team is composed of blood monks from the Li family, responsible for patroling and guarding the spiritual fields and surrounding spiritual veins.

In front of them, the children of the Li family, we cannot say that the master's family is bad.

At the least, whip, and at the worst, the spirit stone and rice are confiscated.

Several sword lights flashed in a flash, and the depressed atmosphere gradually returned to peace.

At the foot of the mountain, the tenants continued to whisper.

Ge Hun looked at the traces left in the sky with envy at the sword energy that cut through the sky, and murmured: "I really envy them. You can start practicing Qi-Rewarding Flying in the middle of Qi Refining. Although it is not a real sword-flying technique, you also have the ability to fly."

"Oh--" Zhang Yuqing said softly: "Source it. If you plant too much spiritual rice, you can change some spirit stones to assist in your cultivation. Sooner or later, you can break through the middle stage of Qi refining."

Ge Hun nodded and said, "Not bad! Fellow Taoist Yuqing, look at my little Ganlin decision!"

The green magic power sprinkled out from his fair left hand, condensed into rain and fog, and instantly enveloped a spiritual field, sprinkling raindrops filled with misty spiritual energy.

"Okay! This trick of fellow Taoist has almost reached the level of entering the hall. Every drop of rain contains equal spiritual energy, which greatly reduces the loss!"

"Haha, the little Vajra Mantra of Fellow Yuqing is also well-known. After a while, I will ask you to help you get rid of insects!"

“Natural and natural!”

A business meal ended the day's work.

Zhang Yuqing rubbed his arms and shoulders and returned to the cave to meditate and regulate his breathing.

It’s not that his limbs are really sore, and the practitioner has all his bones and strong body. How can he harm his body if he casts a spell alone?

Just put down dozens of spells a day, and I always feel my arms stiff.
To be continued...