The four Tsukidans stuffed their mouths to the brim, and Ilha chewed them a few times, and then began to liquefy the mana. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After three successive failures, Qingzhou's mana became resistant, and the difficulty of liquefaction greatly increased, and under the huge medicinal power of the four Zhuji Dan, the mana was barely gathered together, forming more than a dozen drops of liquid mana.

In Qingzhou's body, each drop of these liquid mana is heavier than ten million times the mercury, and it is extremely difficult to drive.

The liquid mana impacted the past, and the void opened up a lot of ripples, and every time the Hongmeng space was broken, it became more tenacious, this was the fourth time, and the liquid mana continued to impact tens of thousands of times, except for the continuous spatial ripples, there was no gap.

Beads of sweat oozed from Qingzhou's forehead, and he even regretted his whim, if he failed this time, he didn't know how to explain to the division commander of the Tiangui One Lineage, he couldn't build a foundation with seven Zhuji Dan, this was the funniest joke in the past hundred years.

The liquid mana continued to impact, and the spatial ripples shook more and more, suddenly tearing out a slight gap, and then slowly expanding.

This time it was not the blue light that rushed out, but a wisp of purple gas, which was brilliant and magnificent, with an ancient atmosphere, which made people feel the desire to bow and worship.

The purple qi gathered and converged into a purple bead in Qingzhou's body, and it was not clear how many layers there were.

"How many layers of Dao foundation is this, is it one layer?"

Qing Zhou was a little crying and laughing, if he had known this, it would have been better to save four Zhuji Dan, so that at least the twelfth-level Dao Foundation could be achieved, instead of the current Dao Base that could not be seen at the level.

As if sensing Qingzhou's contempt, the purple beads buzzed and vibrated as if they were not convinced, and then unfolded a series of incredible changes.

The purple beads began to crack open, and a sapling grew, and the sapling, at a speed visible to the naked eye, grew from a young age, and then branched out into thirteen branches, each of which burst with a bud, and the bud opened as if it were growing no more than thirteen petals.

With a bang, the big tree dispersed, and then formed a thick green vine, on which grew a wide and curly huge leaf, no more, no less, exactly thirteen, and the veins on the leaves seemed to be divided into thirteen branches.

The green vine collapsed again, turning into a lotus bone, and then slowly blooming, like a lotus petal, then two or three, and finally thirteen lotus petals, evenly distributed and integrated.

"Thirteen, could it be the thirteenth-layer Daoji?"

Seeing this unpredictable scene, Qingzhou saw multiple metaphorical scenes one after another, thought of the number thirteen, and guessed the truth of his Daoji.

The thirteen lotus petals trembled and withered, and finally a huge lotus canopy appeared, covered with thirteen holes, each of which spit out a lotus seed, and a total of thirteen lotus seeds suspended in the air.

The thirteen lotus seeds gathered together, and then suddenly exploded into a cloud of purple mist, and two big hands stretched out from the purple mist.

These two big hands, six fingers on the left hand and seven fingers on the right hand, add up to a total of thirteen fingers.

Looking at the two big hands, Qing Zhou did not feel deformed and ugly at all, but was filled with a sense of perfection, as if these two big hands were together, and nothing in the world could escape.

"That's right, this is my Dao Foundation, the thirteen-layer Dao Foundation. ”

Qingzhou's heart was full of joy, and the mana was maintained, stabilizing the newly formed Dao foundation, and the two big hands dispersed and returned to purple beads.

Dao Ji stabilized and began to absorb the surrounding aura, transforming it into liquid mana in Qingzhou's body.

The purple beads have an extraordinary origin, and the shots are also extraordinary, not only in the cave where Qingzhou is located, but also in the entire Jade Emperor Mountain, and even the entire East Pole, which are shrouded in the absorption range of the purple beads.

As a result, a steady stream of spiritual energy gathered and transformed into bits and pieces of liquid mana, which filled Qingzhou's body.

The higher the level of the Dao base, the more mana the monk can withstand, and the thirteen-layer Dao base is shocking the past and the present, and even Qingzhou himself does not know his limit.

Just when Qingzhou was cultivating, the aura of the entire East Antarctica had dropped by one percent, whether it was Jin Dan Zhenren, or the foundation building cultivators, or even the qi refining disciples who were breaking through the foundation building in the various sects, they were all keenly aware of the decline in the aura, but they couldn't find the reason for the inner seed.

It lasted for half a year before Qing Zhou stopped absorbing the surrounding aura, and the liquid mana in his body filled the meridians, and his gestures felt extremely heavy, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

At this point, Qingzhou has truly become a foundation building monk, entered the realm of the early stage of foundation building, and even practiced an unprecedented thirteen-layer Dao foundation.

Just after the cultivation of Qingzhou ended, the aura of East Antarctica began to rise, and although the speed of recovery was very slow, it finally stopped declining.

A purple bead in Qingzhou's body slowly rotated, this is a treasure that belongs to Qingzhou, and it is the Dao Ji that determines his future.

Although the purple beads are small, they are actually unfathomable, and they can even scavenge the aura of the entire East Arctica and gather it into the body of Qingzhou to refine mana.

Breaking the Hongmeng space four times in a row, there was an invisibly abnormal change, different from the previous three Qingguang, the last purple gas, the formation of the thirteen-layer Dao base, contains a lot of secrets.

Now Qingzhou has become a real foundation-building monk, and compared to the illusory power obtained with the help of Gu Dan, the current Qingzhou is truly powerful.

According to the rules of the sect, all disciples who are promoted to the foundation building period must take the initiative to report, and Qingzhou will open the cave mansion and go to the political affairs hall.

The current season is the second year of going to sea to collect medicines, and now Mosheng went out with many qi refining disciples and was not in the political affairs hall, so the affairs of the door were temporarily handled by the real people of Xiyuan.

"You're already in the foundation building realm?"

Ilha nodded.

Xiyuan Zhenren registered Qingzhou's name in the register, "Since you are already a foundation building monk, you have to take on some affairs, and the sect will assign various tasks, you can't refuse, understand?"

Qingzhou said that he accepted, if he had gains, he would lose something, join the sect to obtain various resources, and accordingly he would also accept the dispatch of the sect, the strength of the qi refining disciples was still weak, but when he reached the foundation building realm, he had to shoulder the task of the sect.

However, at the moment, there is nothing big about the Tiangui One Pulse, and Qingzhou did not receive a task, so he returned to the sect and prepared to continue his cultivation.

"Senior Brother Qingzhou, someone is looking for you. ”

In front of the mountain gate, the Qi refining disciples who are responsible for receiving outsiders and others have returned, and Qingzhou is a foundation building monk at the moment, and all kinds of treatment have been greatly improved, and the cave mansion has also been replaced with a more luxurious and more extensive one, and even equipped with puppet puppets for daily service.

The puppet puppets are also refined, and unlike the wave-chasing arrows on Qingzhou, these puppets are completely non-lethal, but they are full of spirituality, and can be responsible for daily cleaning, serving tea and other chores.

The puppet came in with a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, and the middle-aged man immediately threw himself down in front of Ilzhou and began to cry.

"Dare to ask, but Lord Qingzhou?"

"Well, who are you?" Qingzhou asked suspiciously, confirming that he didn't know the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Master, I am Lord Yu Zhanyun's servant. ”

"It turned out to be you, how is Zhan Yun?"

Qingzhou and Yu Zhanyun met in the lower courtyard of the seven factions, although they left after a short time together, but the two had a good relationship and often corresponded.

Just when Qingzhou was in retreat and cultivating, Yu Zhanyun happily sent a letter saying that he had broken through the foundation and encouraged Qingzhou to make persistent efforts and not be left behind by him.

The middle-aged man heard Qingzhou's question, and he was sad again, crying loudly, and Qingzhou's heart suddenly swelled with an ominous feeling.

"Speak quickly, big men, don't cry. ”

"My master is gone. ”