As for the dilapidated grass pavilion on the top of the Buji Mountain, it has been a torrential rain, the south is a country of hills, the mountain is not high, but standing on the Buji Mountain to look around, only to see the surrounding gray and water vapor, the humid weather renders the mountains like a cloud and mist fairyland under the heavy rain.

Li Ji's chest couldn't help but be clear, a pride was born out of thin air, in the depths of his soul, a sigh, that obsession was no longer connected, and it disappeared.

Li Jixin felt something, knowing that the obsession was gone, and when his mood was relaxed, the mana that had been circling wildly in the dantian became sluggish and obscure, and he almost wanted to stop moving; Although this situation in the dantian has not been experienced before, the cultivators have their own intuitive sense, knowing that this is the beginning of building the foundation and the source of the law...

The ancient method builds the foundation, between success and failure, it is not life and death; It's really a one-shot deal that doesn't succeed. Li Ji, as a traverser, a wild man who knew nothing about the path of cultivation, but he still clinged to some of the cognitions of his previous life, so he created his current wonderful cultivation process; Without swallowing any pills, cultivating to enlightenment and consummation in just three years at a speed that is incomprehensible to mainstream cultivators in this world. Now, what he will face is a road to Huashan that is dangerous and cannot be defeated...

Everything is self-inflicted, what is right and what is wrong? How can there be a conclusion... If he had known from the beginning that the "Huangting Neijing Jingjing" was dangerous when building the foundation, would he choose to retreat and return to the mainstream? Like everyone else, he slowly explores on the vast path of cultivation, not a genius, no extraordinary luck, only old age and death on this hopeless road of bones... Is this what he needs?

No, choosing "The Inner Scene of the Yellow Court" is to choose the extraordinary, to choose no regrets, to choose the peak, rather than a lifetime. The reason why there were so many powerful monks in ancient times was because they had no regrets about building a foundation, and they would never give themselves a second chance once they built their lives, and such a foundation was not something that the current monks could imagine. Time has passed, the monks have changed their exercises, left a way back, swallowed the Great Dan, and the foundation building has become several or even more than a dozen times of fatigue bombing, relying on frequent times to pursue that trace of the Heavenly Dao, and the quality of its foundation can be imagined.

There is not much time left, Li Ji knows very well that no matter how he serves, the mana runs slower and slower, and the moment it stops, it is the time when he dies, unless the foundation is successfully built before this, and the mana turns into a liquid state... But, how to take that step?

Without any hesitation, now is not the time to think; Maybe it's three points of intuition, three points of luck, three points of unyielding, one point of heaven... Li Ji didn't stop his steps at all, and when he took this step, he went straight down from the grass pavilion on the top of the Buji Peak.

There is no high mountain in the south, not to mention the Buji Mountain, which is unknown in the Shuangcheng area, the altitude is only five hundred zhang, and the height of the mountain top is only two or three hundred zhang.

What is enough for ten or so breath to do? There are only a few examples that can be given ... But Li Ji is just going to break through in these ten breaths, anyway, the mana is getting slower and slower, and he doesn't have much time, rather than waiting, it's better to fight to the death...

There is a great terror between life and death, and there is also a great opportunity, depending on how you face it...

Li Jiteng was in the air, his mind was extraordinarily clear, and his whole body was full of strength, in the process of falling rapidly, when the shadow of death was approaching him at a speed of tens of zhang per second, the potential hidden in the depths of his body for several years was tapped to the extreme...

"Open..." With a clear sound, the mana that was compressed to the extreme finally condensed into a drop of liquid mana, and kept rotating to guide more gaseous mana transformation, this process was extremely fast, once it started, it was unstoppable, Li Ji had no time to take care of the danger he was in, he just tried his best to run the "Huangting Neijing Sutra", as the proportion of liquid mana became higher and higher, his body running at full speed through the meridians became lighter and lighter... Finally, when all the mana of the whole body liquefied, the body also hovered at a height of less than three feet above the ground...

After a long time, Li Ji in mid-air opened his eyes, looked inward at the dantian, and a pool of danye was quietly waving waves, revealing infinite spiritual power in the spiritual light; At this time, the wind stopped and the rain dispersed, the sun was shining, and I knew that the most difficult pass of the Daomen - the foundation had been built, and I was happy in my heart, and I couldn't help but roar loudly, and the clearer and more agitated...

Precisely... Twenty-six years of Tibetan sword edge, once the foundation of wind and rain; Jumping on the mountain of the stepping machine, the yellow court will turn into a dragon. . .

This was a frightening foundation, and when all the dust settled, Li Ji realized this problem; In fact, the signs have begun since Li Ji was wandering in the Twin Cities, until he galloped in the rain and climbed the Jiji Mountain, all of which were instinctive, as if they were uncontrolled actions under some kind of heavenly way; The ancient method of building a foundation is like this, not controlled by the cultivators, following the way of heaven, it doesn't matter what you are doing when the time comes, how inconvenient it is, once the heavenly machine is urged, it can't be stopped...

Danger is danger, and the benefits are equally great; Pure, several times larger than a normal monk's Dan Pond, and the mana of the Dantian without any impurities is Li Ji's best reward, and in this regard, most monks can't do it in their lives. Such a foundation can be built on top of a skyscraper, and the future has infinite possibilities; And those who have gone through several times, more than a dozen times, and relied on the luck of Zhujidan to push up the foundation, just build a grass shed on it, there is no hope at all...

Building a foundation is gratifying, but Li Ji is not lost in it, and on the way to cultivating the truth, this is just one of the countless passes.

The next line of action is nothing more than two; Go to the Zhongjo blessed land of the Pingdu Sect to try your luck, or go straight back to Xuanyuan City to consolidate the realm, join the sword sect and become a sword cultivator...

Li Ji had doubts about whether to go to Taniguchi Town immediately. There are a lot of concerns, and the most important thing is that he doesn't think that he can sneak in unnoticed, and then get the treasure and leave smoothly, even if the Pingdu Sect is a small sect with little reputation in the Northern Regions...

always have a sense of awe, which Li Ji has been asking for himself since he crossed over; No matter how small the Pingdu Sect is, there are also Jindan monks in charge, and there is also a large array of protection warnings, for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Pingdu is just a skeleton ant, but for Li Ji, Pingdu is an elephant; Mo said that his head of the sect is a Jindan monk, that is, those elders under his hands who are heart-beating, fused, and build a foundation are enough for Li Ji to drink a pot, don't forget, although he has built a foundation, but he has not entered the sword faction, let alone the natal flying sword, only relying on the invincible close-range swordsmanship among mortals, go to Taniguchi Town to find death?