(Free to read.) Ye Feng pocketed all the spars here, but found that Xiao Jia still refused to be quiet, and with the direction of Xiao Jia's restlessness, in the middle of this space, there was a basketball-sized cyan stone, which was very ordinary, and he couldn't feel any aura fluctuations.

Ye Feng was overjoyed, took out a sword from the inner world, cut a piece of cyan stone, and dropped a piece of stone skin. It's still cyan inside.

Xiao Jia's mood became even more restless, Ye Feng was sure that there must be a spar inside, and it should be a high-grade spar, otherwise Xiao Jia would not be such a performance.

Without hesitation, Ye Feng slashed the cyan stone in half with another sword, looking like a basketball had been cut in half.

But there was no spar in it, which made Ye Feng very incomprehensible, it stands to reason that there should be a spar in it, Xiao Jia rushed at half of them on the side, waving sharp claws.

"Little one, it seems that my luck is not as good as yours, so you should come. With Ye Feng's permission, Xiao Jia rushed to the two halves of the stone, grabbed the stone with his claws, and then broke it away with force.

The strength of the spar beast armor is almost the same as that of a sword, and it can easily break half of the bluestone.

"Ding!" a spar the size of a fingernail fell to the ground, and Xiao Jia picked it up.

Ye Feng focused his gaze here, Xiao Jia's claws grasping a spar that emitted a dazzling light.

What kind of hedron is this!?

Ye Feng couldn't see it, he still knew a lot about the spars, ordinary spars were white, the high-grade spars were milky white, and the pure spars were just the opposite, almost all of them were transparent, and the high-grade pure spars almost didn't have any color, and they looked completely transparent.

And this piece is emitting a colorful light, no matter from which angle, this spar is so dazzling.

Xiao Jia handed the spar to Ye Feng as if offering a treasure, and his eyes released a reluctant light, this situation had never happened before!

Could it be that the grade of this spar is higher than that of pure spar, Ye Feng tried hard to recall the knowledge about the spar, and suddenly an almost legendary existence came into his mind.

Mutant Crystal!

Ye Feng looked at the spar in his hand, and remembered that there was a spar called mutated spar, this kind of spar is very rare, it is said that in the process of formation, the spar entered other substances by chance, and was sealed into another mysterious power, so that the quality of the spar underwent a qualitative change.

Mutated spars are all with a variety of colors, some are red, some are black, some are purple, in short, corresponding to a color in the colorful light, red is the most noble, and it is also the highest grade of red spar.

And with two colors, they are called high-grade mutant crystals.

This kind of flashing colorful light, Ye Feng had never heard of, and occupied all seven colors, could it be that this is the best mutant spar?

Regardless of whether it is the best mutated spar or not, since Xiao Jia attaches so much importance to it, it means that its value is much higher than that of the top-grade pure spar, Ye Feng played with it for a while, trying to attract the energy in the spar with the aura in his body.

"Boom!" A vigorous momentum erupted from the spar and slammed towards Ye Feng.

"Ahem!" Ye Feng hurriedly threw away the spar in his hand, this energy was so strong that Ye Feng couldn't bear it at all, and almost destroyed his dantian, even if Ye Feng threw away the spar at the first time, there was an aftermath that hurt the meridians in his body. Without holding back, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Sitting there and resting for a long time, mixing the chaotic breath, Ye Feng picked up the spar again, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully, but he didn't dare to mess around again.

This kind of power is not something he can afford now, it is too powerful.

This is definitely a mutant spar, and it should be an extremely high-grade mutant spar, Ye Feng feels that it is not too much to position it as a top-grade spar.

This is really a blessing in disguise, just with this piece of the best mutated spar, if you don't get the spars that were robbed, even if you are hunted down here, it is definitely worth it, the value of the best mutated spar is more than dozens of times higher than the spar that the monk got.

Carefully storing this top-grade mutated spar into a separate position in the inner world, Ye Feng set a prohibition, and no one could take this top-grade mutated spar away without Ye Feng's permission in the future.

Returning to the inner world, Xiao Yu had already preliminarily counted the number of spars this time, and there were hundreds of thousands of low-grade pure spars that Guang Ye Feng needed the most, which made Ye Feng's foundation building completely worryless.

At that moment, Ye Feng commanded Xiao Jia to rush into the mountain, about a few thousand meters away from the space where he had just gotten the spare, before Ye Feng stopped, and he entered the inner world here.

Only the inner world is the safest in Ye Feng's opinion.

With enough hedrons, it was also decided to start impacting the foundation.

The encounter some time ago made Ye Feng clearly know his shortcomings, his cultivation was too low, no matter what level of monk he saw, he had to flee for his life in a hurry, which made Ye Feng very unhappy.

Improving cultivation is the most urgent thing at the moment.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground of the inner world, there are mountains of spars piled up around him, because Ye Feng's physique is completely different from that of ordinary monks, he needs to absorb ten times more spars than others in the qi gathering period, and qi refining is a hundred times more spars, and now in the foundation building period, he needs a thousand times more spars than others, and when he waits for the next realm Jindan period, it is ten thousand times, Ye Feng imagined that this is absolutely astronomical, no wonder the sect has always been placating himself with a false name, and refuses to cultivate himself as the core of the next generation。

No sect it is placed in, and it will not be able to take out so many spars for a disciple with an uncertain future.

This is not in line with the development and strategy of a sect, let alone a sect like the Wanghai faction, which has declined.

Since it is impossible to get help in the sect, you can only rely on your own efforts.

Adjusting the aura evenly, Ye Feng immediately entered that ethereal state.

The aura of the inner world is not worse than that of the outside world, and it is really the best place to cultivate.

Yunji all the spiritual energy, filled the meridians of the whole body, the momentum suddenly reached the peak of qi refining, the palm of the hand directly pressed on the pile of spars around him, such a huge number of spars, it is obviously impossible to use the way to grasp and absorb one by one.

"Whew!" The majestic energy went directly into the meridians along Ye Feng's palm, and then merged with the heaven and earth aura that Ye Feng absorbed from the inner world, controlling this aura to gather in the dantian.

With more and more aura in his body, Ye Feng absorbed more and more spar energy, and after a while, a bunch of spars were consumed by Ye Feng by half.

After a slight pause, he fused the two forces he absorbed and collected them all into the dantian.

And then the process is repeated.

Just as the last spar was absorbed by Ye Feng, an earth-shattering aura poured out from Ye Feng's dantian and surged towards the meridians all over his body.

"Hum!" Ye Feng's head was dizzy, and there was a tingling pain like a pinprick in the meridians.

The strong and unbearable feeling made Ye Feng's mind sober up, and he hurriedly commanded this force to surge throughout his body.

Soon the meridians of the whole body underwent this baptism.

"Empty!" Ye Feng felt a loud bang.

In fact, this is just Ye Feng's feeling, even if there are people around him to protect the Fa at this time, he will not hear this voice.

The meridians of the whole body have become much wider, and the dantian has become larger, and vaguely it seems that there is a substantial object appearing in the dantian, but it is vague, and it can only be felt with divine sense, but it cannot be determined.

Ye Feng felt the changes that had taken place in his body, building a foundation was called the official path of cultivation, the foundation of a monk's cultivation, what he had to build was the foundation of cultivation, with this vague essence, he had a real foundation, and he could only form a golden pill in the future.

Finally, the foundation has been built!

Too many exercises cannot be performed because of the limitations of cultivation, such as the transmission of divine consciousness.

"Xiao Yu!" Ye Feng tried to use his divine sense to transmit sound to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu ran over from a distance, and sure enough, he could hear the sound of his divine sense, Ye Feng was very excited, and shared the joy of his success in building a foundation with Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu was also very happy, although she didn't understand what foundation building was, as long as Ye Feng had something happy or made further progress in cultivation, Xiao Yu would also be happy with Ye Feng.

Then Ye Feng visited the people of the Ye family who lived in the inner world, Ye Qingyun and a few old people of the Ye family were already happy here, although there were not too many people in Ye Feng's inner world to interact with them, but it was more peaceful here, there was no complicated strife in the secular world, it was simply a paradise.

Ye Qingyun said that if there was no better place to live, the Ye family would have been living here.

Ye Feng didn't dare to make such a decision, he knew very well what kind of path he was taking, if he was an ordinary monk, it would be okay, but Ye Feng had already set up too many enemies, many of them were enemies that could completely destroy the Wanghai Sect, even Ye Feng himself didn't know how long he could be in the cultivation realm.

Once Ye Feng was killed by other cultivators, it was estimated that everyone in his inner world would not continue to survive.

But Ye Feng didn't say this sentence to Ye Qingyun, he was afraid that Ye Qingyun would worry about him, looking at Ye Qingyun's gray bun, Ye Feng secretly made up his mind that no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, he had to live well, even if it was for the sake of everyone in the inner world, to give these people a peaceful space.

Ye Feng had been entering this spar vein for a long time, and every day Xiao Jia would bring back a large number of spars, but the number was gradually decreasing.

Ye Feng knew that the nearby spars were about to be collected by Xiao Jia, and the spars he collected were enough in a short period of time, and there was not much point in staying here any longer.

Command Xiao Jia to lead himself into the distance, no longer paying attention to the spars, but moving straight forward.

I don't know how much time I have traveled underground, Ye Feng felt that he had moved away from the spar mine before he drilled out of the surface.

Looking around, this is no longer a bleak desert, there is a large road not far away.

Shaking off the dirt on his body and cleaning up the traces thoroughly, Ye Feng walked onto the road.

At the end of the road was a city, and between many people, Ye Feng also walked towards the city.