Yuan Fei originally had doubts about the four monks of Nanshan Dao. What this man said confirmed his doubts. With the character of those four people, they really did not seem to be able to comprehend the Dao and successfully build the foundation. Yuan Fei
I also understand in my heart that even if a senior Nascent Soul explains the foundation building method to a disciple who has no chance and has no enlightenment every day, and holds him hand in hand, he will never succeed. Cultivation is a matter that relies on one's own efforts.
I can't ask for anyone else in the world.
"It is difficult to rely on anyone else to build the foundation of Taoism. I have never heard of the evil-proof shield you mentioned. I don't know whether it is true or not. What else can you teach me that can actually help me achieve the foundation building?"
Realm? Could it be that you also asked me to build a false foundation to harm me?"
The man finally got out of trouble and said quickly: "Boy, you can't see a person like me outside. Even if you want to become my teacher, it will be extremely difficult. I will also tell you lies."
You can't do it? But I can only teach you the experience and signs of foundation building. Whether you can really succeed in foundation building depends on yourself. However, with my guidance, your chance of foundation building can be increased by at least 30%.
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This man didn't insist on guaranteeing the vote, but he said this. Yuan Fei felt that this man's words were reliable. For him, it was rare not only to increase his hope by 30%, but even to increase his hope by only 10%. But he still couldn't rely on it
With a few words, he rashly rescued this person.
The man in the cellar clearly couldn't bear to stay in the smelly and filthy cellar. At this time, when he saw Yuan Fei's hesitation, he knew what Yuan Fei was thinking, and suddenly he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of light.
Come, this stream of light shines brightly in the filthy air, rising slowly and arduously moving forward, the stream of light all over the body is eroded by the filthy air, and the light gradually dims, and it is so bad that it can no longer escape when it reaches the mouth of the well.
Once you go up, you're about to fall again.
Yuan Fei swept over with a dark wind and swept the stream of light closer.
Yuan Fei is still just a qi practitioner, and the true energy in his body is the true yin energy. Only after building the foundation, the flesh shell is forged for heaven and earth. Not only will his life be extended, the true yin energy in the body will also change from yin to yang, and the energy in the body will change.
The true qi is juxtaposed as two pure yang qi. Therefore, what Yuan Fei blew out was still the cold and dark wind, while the foundation-building monk who tried to take away the Xuan (ox dagger) pocket sent out the yang and harmonious wind.
Yuan Fei didn't dare to let the flowing light get close to him, so he used the dark wind to hold it far away. Then he looked at it with a flash of blue light in his eyes.
This sight didn't matter, but Yuan Fei was shocked. He saw that there was a square jasper wrapped in the flowing light. There was a shining golden elixir wrapped in the jasper, but this golden elixir seemed to be eroded by filth.
Therefore, there is some black light in the golden light, and the golden elixir itself seems to be rusty.
The flowing light came from this piece of jasper, and it was obviously a treasure. The reason why this golden elixir was not completely eroded by the foul air was due to the effect of the square jasper.
At this time, the voice of the feeble and old man came from under the cellar and said: "Boy, I will temporarily give you the golden elixir that I have gained from practicing Taoism for four hundred years. Without the golden elixir, I am just an ordinary person.
Even the stench under this cellar can kill me, so you should rest assured."
Yuan Fei is not a person who hesitates in his thoughts. In order to escape from this dung cellar, this man even vomited out the golden elixir. Obviously he was afraid of being imprisoned. As long as he has this golden elixir in his hand, this man is no different from ordinary people.
It's different, it's up to Yuan Fei to decide. Although this man is a pill-forming monk, it is a little bit beyond Yuan Fei's expectation, but it is reasonable, so Yuan Fei is not surprised. He never thought that it would be his first contact.
The majestic and illustrious alchemy monk was actually in such a situation.
Yuan Fei opened his Xuan (ox dagger) pocket to collect the golden elixir wrapped in jasper, and then asked directly: "How can I rescue you? I will never go down this well."
The man saw hope and shouted with all his strength: "There is a big black stone three feet below the pit, can you see it?"
A blue light flashed in Yuan Fei's eyes, and he glanced around. Sure enough, there was a corner of a huge stone as black as ink under the edge of the cellar well. There was a faint trace of steam overflowing and hanging down from the boulder, as if it was sucked by the underground cellar well.
As it walked, all the steam sank and merged into the bottom of the cellar. Yuan Fei had already seen this phenomenon, but he didn't think it was strange at the time. After all, the turbid air in the cellar was gathering and churning, covering people.
His eyes, even the blue divine light, were somewhat affected, but after the man pointed it out, he felt a little weird when he looked at the stone again.
"That stone is a piece of rotten stone that has been around for thousands of years. If you smash it, the stench here will not be so heavy. Then you can save me."
But Yuan Fei had actually heard of the Ten Thousand Years Rotten Stone. Not to mention the monks, even the Huangkou children of the Shang Kingdom had heard of the name of this stone. The Ten Thousand Years Rotten Stone was something in folklore. It was said that
This stone can emit foul odor and has no smell.
In some deep valleys, there are one or two thousand-year-old rotten stones that have been exposed by the wind and rain, peeling away the crust of the soil, and immediately turned into a death valley. All living things approaching this stone will be destroyed.
The foul smell on this stone will eventually die on this stone, so as long as this stone is exposed, there will be countless corpses lying on it. If it is not buried by the monks, it will accumulate for thousands of years.
That’s why it got the name of “Ten Thousand Years of Rotten Stone”.
There is no doubt that this kind of rotten stone is the greatest enemy of the monks. Of course, as long as the monk still has two legs to move but is not afraid of him, even the monks with one or two levels of Qi training can resist these ten thousand stones with their own magic power.
It only takes a moment and a half to carry the stench of the rotten stone, but if he is imprisoned under the ten thousand years of rotten stone like this angry Xianghai, then even the pill-forming monks can only do nothing. As long as there is enough time, these ten thousand years of rotten stone can
The foul smell in the rot-bearing stone can stain the soul and body of a monk. After decades of water grinding, even the golden elixir of an elixir-forming monk can be polluted, and all his cultivation will be wasted.
Fortunately, the ten thousand-year-old rotten stone was only about three feet away from the edge of the well. With Yuan Fei's cultivation at this time, if the stone had been further down, he would have only been able to look at it.
Yuan Fei knew the source of such huge bad luck, so he was no longer vague. He did not dare to use his magic power for fear of being corroded by this evil spirit. Fortunately, he was not just a Taoist practitioner.
The spear came into his hand, and then Yuan Fei gathered enough strength to throw it at the black stone. With a clang, the spear penetrated several feet into the ten thousand years of rotten stone, and then there was a bang, and the spear thrown by Yuan Fei