"Hush, it's finally done!" The old Taoist's face turned pale, he sighed, and then fell to the ground. He kept staring at the fire cauldron while coughing and panting violently, and murmured to himself. "A hundred years! A hundred years! Old Taoist!"
I finally did it, the foundation-building elixir that no one in the Evergreen Realm has been able to refine for the past thousand years, I have finally mastered it."
After saying that, the corners of Lao Tao's eyes were slightly moist, and he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat drops. It slid down his cheeks, wetting his clothes and staining his mood. "Master, have you ever seen your spirit in heaven?" Lao Tao suddenly leaned over and said to him.
Nan, while tapping the ground lightly, choked up and said: "Master, Xuan Yu finally lived up to your expectations. He finally obtained this elixir in the rest of his life."
After lying on the ground like this for a long time, the old Taoist raised his head, eyes blurred, and pointed to Lang Fei: "Master, my disciple has worked diligently throughout his life. As far as the Dan sect is concerned, although he has no great achievements, he has not made any big mistakes. Throughout his life, he has not done anything wrong.
It’s just mediocre. I don’t want to be loved by God and accept this great disciple in my old age. Later, when my life is approaching, I will fulfill my master’s will.”
After saying this, the old Taoist faced the south and bowed three times, raised his hands to the sky, and prayed: "I am the ancestor, and my disciples will practice Taoism all their lives. I don't ask for much. I only hope that the ancestors and ancestors will bless my disciple Fei'er in the future."
.Although his life experience is bizarre, I do not ask him to have the ability to reach heaven, but I hope he can look up to the sky with his sincerity and bow his head without any regrets. Xuan Yuzi, the 1957th generation disciple of the Dan Sect, sincerely prays. Sincerely!
"After praying, the old Taoist kowtowed nine times. Then he took a long breath as if he was relieved, slowly retracted his body, returned to the cross-sitting posture, calmly adjusted his breathing, and said no more words.
The old Taoist closed his eyes and concentrated on using his skills to suppress the restlessness in his body. What he never noticed was that Lang Fei, who should have closed his five senses, had already wet his blue shirt with tears, and his heart was full of sorrow. The lips on his jade face moved slightly, whimpering softly,
Just repeating one word in a low voice, "Master...!"
"…………"
There was silence in the cave for almost an hour. The first person to move was Lang Fei. Under the dual effects of the elixir and the purple energy in his body, the injuries to his internal organs were almost completely healed.
At this moment, as soon as he woke up, he first glanced at the old Tao with a faint look, then stood up gently, tiptoed past the old Tao, and raised his head to look at the fuming cauldron that was still rising and falling.
"Fei'er, are you injured?" Even though Lang Fei kept his footsteps very low, he was still noticed by the old man. He then opened his eyes and asked with concern.
"Master, Fei'er's injury is no longer serious." Lang Fei nodded and glanced at the old Taoist's haggard face. He couldn't help feeling sour in his heart, and his vision was blurred by tears.
"Well... Master, has the Foundation Building Pill been completed?" Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, Lang Fei turned to look at the Suihuo Cauldron and took the opportunity to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"With the blessings of our ancestors, I'm lucky that the elixir is ready, but it hasn't been opened yet, so I don't know how good it is."
Lang Fei counted on his fingers and said: "Master, it's already the time, so we'd better start the furnace as soon as possible. If we delay for a long time, I'm afraid everyone waiting outside will be worried."
The old Taoist nodded and said: "Okay, since that's the case, Fei'er will get out of the way and wait for the master to perform the technique."
When Lang Fei walked away as instructed, the old Taoist smiled lightly and pointed towards the void. However, he saw that the momentum of the Suihuo Cauldron paused slightly, and then slowly landed with the guidance of the old Taoist. Finally, with a soft sound, it landed on the ground on three feet, firmly
stopped on the ground.
"Fei'er, wait and see, I'll start the furnace for you." After saying this, the old Taoist changed his tactics to grasping, pointed at the cauldron cover slightly, and then turned it gently.
"Pa..." There was a soft sound, and the tripod lid loosened slightly. Then, waves of lotus fragrance floated out from the gap. Snow-white smoke also squeezed out, indifferently, and steamed up.
Just when Lang Fei was tentatively taking a step forward, with a muffled sound of "Bang!", the cauldron lid lifted up into the sky. Countless rays of blue light shot out from beneath it, filling the room in an instant.
All green.
"Master! It's Lanxia! Lanxia!" Lang Fei exclaimed with joy on his face. When the glow faded a little, the boy couldn't wait to stride closer, grabbed the edge of the cauldron, leaned forward with his feet, and plunged into the cauldron.
"This kid..." Seeing this scene, the old man shook his head. The Foundation Establishment Pill was made. Although it is not the image of Zixia, it is also a fine product of Lanxia. Even an ordinary Foundation Establishment Pill will cause countless people to break.
It’s hard to fight for your head, let alone such a rare quality. Thinking of this, the old Taoist fairy was very happy, stepped towards the Suihuo Cauldron, and said angrily: "Fei'er, your neck is not made of beef tendon. If you want it again,
Stretch out, you have to get in from head to toe."
When Lang Fei heard about it, he grabbed the edge of the cauldron with both hands and exerted force. He arched his body and pulled back. When his head was exposed, his face was red from holding it in. He didn't feel embarrassed, jumped on his feet, rubbed his hands and said: "Master, Fei
I counted and found that there are thirty-six pills in the Foundation Building Pill. Compared with the previous pills, there is no more pill and no less pill."
"You little devil!" The old Taoist gave Lang Fei a slap on the back of the head with a smile, and said with half annoyance and half joy: "I don't feel confident about taking action as a master, but why do I have to go to jail? Are you afraid that the master will take it for himself?"
The boy rolled his eyes and replied: "You can't say that. Fei'er is just counting. One pill for me, one pill for Duzi, one pill for Xiaoyun... I don't know if thirty-six pills are enough..."
The more he spoke, the more ugly the old Taoist's face became. Finally, he grabbed Lang Fei by the collar, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You little brat, do you want to feed your cows a grain too?"
"It's a good relationship. As the saying goes: 'One person becomes enlightened and abducts the whole family.'" Lang Fei answered smoothly, then suddenly shrank his head and said seriously: "Master, you remember wrong, my family doesn't raise cattle.
If there is, it is also a donkey. Donkeys are good. Donkeys can grind mills and make tofu with less effort."
"You..." The old Taoist was furious and threw Lang Fei to the ground. "After I collect the pill, I will deal with you later."
The old Taoist touched his wrist, and four pairs of jade bottles suddenly appeared in his palm. Then, with a flick of his finger, the old Taoist first took out twenty foundation-building pills and put them into a jade bottle, and then took out six more pills in succession and put six jade bottles into them respectively.
bottle. Then put all the remaining ten grains into the last jade bottle, and then threw it to Lang Fei. "Humph! This is yours!"
"Hehe..." Lang Fei had a silly smile on his face, looked at the jade bottle carefully, then uncorked the bottle, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, showing an expression of endless aftertaste and saying with a face that wanted to be beaten:
"Master, is this Foundation Building Pill really that good? Look at my disciple, if he still practices the art of God, I think it will take at least half a year to successfully build the Foundation."
The old Taoist smiled angrily and said with some disapproval: "Fei'er, building a foundation may not be difficult for you, but for ordinary disciples, even if it takes ten or eight years, without a certain opportunity, nothing can be done.
If you want to advance, I have a deep understanding of this. As for this foundation-building elixir, no matter whether it is a first-rate sect or a third-rate family, inheritance is the most important thing. Today is different from the past. I think of the ancient times when everyone lived a long life and practiced cultivation.
There is no need to rush for things to happen. But right now, time is the most precious thing for us cultivators. Even if we cultivate like a master, our lifespan is only three hundred years. You must know that in ancient times
At that time, the lifespan of immortals was more than a thousand years old. The Foundation Establishment Pill may not have been a big deal in ancient times, but today, a small Foundation Establishment Pill can shorten the life of a promising disciple by several years or even ten years.
The detour is of extraordinary significance to the relationship between master and disciple, and even to the inheritance of the entire sect. From this point of view, can Fei'er understand?"
"No wonder..." Lang Fei nodded, put the cork back on the bottle, and put the precious jade bottle into his Xumi belt.
"Master, since it's settled here, let's leave. There are still many people waiting outside." After holding it in for fifty days in the Tianhuo Cave, eating astringent and tasteless marching pills every day, Lang Fei's mouth was full of breakfast.
He just faded away like a bird. Now that everything was done, he didn't want to stay here even for a quarter of an hour.
"Fei'er, don't be impatient. Just wait a moment." After saying that, the old Taoist brought back the lid of the flint fire cauldron and settled it in mid-air. Then, he used his fingers to perform a spell, started the formation, concealed the dragon head and the four cauldrons, and then suspended them in mid-air.
The impurities were pulled away. Then he stopped. He turned around and said, "It's done. Let's go."
Lang Fei responded. He joined Lao Dao and walked up the jade steps as he did when he came.
"…………"
From Chen time to Si time, there had been an hour. The delay of Lang Fei and Lao Dao made the people waiting outside the cave as anxious as ants on a hot pot. There was a formation in the Sky Fire Cave, making it difficult for spiritual consciousness to enter. Hardly.
Chuang was afraid of disturbing the alchemy. The agreed hour had already passed, but Shimen didn't react at all. After all, he didn't know the situation of the two of them, so why not worry all the relatives and friends.
"Master! Master! Junior brother...Junior brother, will something happen?" At this moment, Fang Qinghan was sweating profusely. He no longer cared about being reserved, walked a few steps towards Yun Yu, shook his arm and said.
Yun Yuzi looked at the people around him with a slight embarrassment, and said with a helpless smile: "Han'er is at ease, just now I saw the sky fire retreating slowly, and its momentum was slow, without any trace of violence. I think everything is under the control of my senior brother. As for why
As of now, I still haven’t left the quarantine, so I must be delayed by something important.”
At this time, Tian Yuzi, who had returned from an envoy, also advised: "Don't be anxious if you are cold. There is a loudspeaker array in the Tianhuo Cave. If you are in danger, senior brother will definitely ask for help. Since there is no movement at this moment, it means that everything is as usual."
.Don’t be impatient and wait patiently.”
"Hmm... um!" Fang Qinghan bit his crimson lips lightly, then nodded slightly, then turned around, revealing a three-inch golden lotus. Tingting took a slight step and turned around the crowd with a snap of his fingers.
"How is it? How is it? Have you ever found out the situation?" Xiaoyun was impatient. Without waiting for Fang Qinghan to stand still, she raised her hand and held the jade arm, and hurriedly asked.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Fang Qinghan's jade face turned red, and he whispered in a soft voice: "Master...Master said, it's nothing serious, my uncle and junior brother may have been delayed due to something."
"Then...it took too long!" Even Yun Han, who has always been a steady person, felt worried at this moment.
They were discussing endlessly and were in a difficult mood. Suddenly, there was a "rumbling" sound of rocks, and the long-closed stone door slowly opened to both sides.