Chapter 207: Building a Foundation

Half a month passed in a flash, and the formation outside the temporary cave was still opened, but the spirit stones that supported the core operation of the formation, almost 90% of the spiritual energy contained in it was consumed.

Therefore, the effect of the formation is greatly reduced at this moment.

When the sun is scorching, you can see some shadows of cliffs in this hanging place, and the scene is a bit like a mirage.

Yang Fan entered a deep retreat half a month ago and did not understand the outside world.

Perhaps he did not expect that a retreat would take so long.

In the past, every time he advanced, he was indifferent. When he advanced to the Qi Refining Stage and the Concentration Stage, it ended in a moment.

It can be imagined that building a foundation is much more difficult than imagined, and rumors about how difficult it is to build a foundation and how low the probability is.

No wonder a foundation-building pill has such a price. It is because of this invisible gap that has blocked too many low-level monks.

Although Yang Fan has a foundation-building pill, he will not take it out and use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

Cultivation depends on oneself, and it is best not to rely on external objects.

At this moment, Yang Fan sat cross-legged, like a thousand-year-old tree. He immersed all his mind into the transparent green halo in his mind.

The exercises and formulas in the "Basic Building Chapter" of Xianhong Jue are increasingly clearly presented to him.

Following the mantra, he naturally pinched up all kinds of magic tricks. The mist of life in his body turned into a stream of green mist, like a snake walking around his body.

During this process, Yang Fan felt that his special physique was further transforming.

The muscles, blood vessels, muscles and bones, internal organs... are slowly changing.

The most obvious change was blood. Yang Fan felt that the spiritual energy in his body was absorbed by the blood, and then flowed through his limbs and bones, internal organs.

Even, there was a trickle of water soaking into the soul deep in my mind.

Since he already has the soul realm of the Foundation Establishment Stage, this time the improvement at the soul level is not so big.

The blood absorbed a large amount of life mist and flowed through the whole body over and over again. It felt extremely comfortable and ecstatic.

Yang Fan felt that every time the blood flowed, it seemed that new blood was injected into it, and it had been updated and transformed.

"If I continue to build the foundation successfully, wouldn't my physical condition undergo earth-shaking changes..."

Yang Fan was amazed in his heart, but he abandoned all distracting thoughts and focused on retreating and breaking through.

In this way, he continued to stay in seclusion for another three days, and the aura on his body changed greatly.

At some point, a layer of pale yellow mucus was secreted from his body surface.

Under the urging of spiritual energy, the mucus evaporated quickly.

Afterwards, a layer of bright light faintly appeared on Yang Fan's skin. With one breath and one breath, the more solid green air atomized into a column and spewed out, causing a huge change in the air around the surrounding area.

call!

A cyclone came with it, sweeping over a radius of more than ten feet.

Every time he breathes, the green mist will spew out, forming an emerald air column in the outside world, causing changes in the cyclone.

With this change, the formation spirit stones around the temporary cave were finally consumed, and the covered mountain peak suddenly appeared, replacing the original void.

Yang Fan was unaware of anything because he had entered the last moment of breaking through the bottleneck.

call!

As he exhaled, the green mist suddenly turned into a snake shape and coiled around the simple cave.

Next, it turned into the shape of a tiger, extremely ferocious, and a roar could be heard faintly.

In this way, every time he exhaled, the green mist he exhaled would turn into a form, something in nature.

At this moment, the forms transformed by these aerosols are still vague, but they already have some form and spirit.

Yang Fanshi didn't know that his cultivation had triggered subtle changes in the surrounding environment. At the top of the mountain where he was, a colorful aura of aura formed by the gathering of heaven and earth appeared, which was magnificent.

Half a day later.

Whoosh!

Two sword lights leaped over here, a young scholar and a female cultivator in Colored Shop.

The two walked hand in hand, obviously a pair of dual-cultural fellows.

The young scholar looked at the pressure from the colorful mist and was frightened: "We came here to see the strange phenomena of heaven and earth, but unexpectedly someone here is advancing."

"Brother, let's leave quickly. If you offend the masters here, it will be difficult to deal with!"

The beautiful face of the female cultivator in Caichang showed a look of worry.

"Don't worry, according to my estimate, the person who advances should be a cultivator of the Great Perfection of Concentrating Spirit. He is at a critical moment when he breaks through the foundation-building period and has no time to take care of us."

The young scholar smiled and said, his eyes fixed on the simple cave covered by green mist, his eyes flashing.

"It's better to do this. We may be able to learn some experience when we stay here..."

The young scholar suggested.

"Well, what my brother said makes sense. The impact on the foundation-building period is also what we will face in the future..."

The female cultivator of Caichang snuggled in his arms obediently.

Swallowing!

At this moment, three more monks flew from afar, one of them had extremely powerful aura. A storm of unscrupulous demonic aura lingered on the flying sword under his feet, which was so majestic.

"There is a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth ahead, and it may be that the spiritual creatures are born!"

The man in the lead was a bald old man with gleam in his eyes, and his demonic energy surged again, his speed increased greatly, and he looked impatient.

"Demonic monk!"

The young scholar's face froze and looked at the three demon monks flying towards him, looking alert.

The female cultivator Caichang even sacrificed a colorful streamer with spots of light on it. Under the waving, a guardian circle of several meters in radius was formed in front of her. If anyone violated her, she would inevitably suffer a strange and unpredictable attack.

“Huh?”

When the old man in the lead flew over, he looked strange: "It turned out that someone built a foundation here, and it seemed that he was still at the last critical moment..."

"You two are the friends of this retreat monk?"

The bald old man glanced at the pair of dual-cultural fellows in front of him. If it were in terms of strength, the three of them would be slightly better.

However, the dual cultivation partners in the world of immortal cultivation should not be underestimated by both physical and mental cultivation, even when they are connected.

The young scholar said lightly: "We are also coming to see the strange phenomena. What do you think, you three?"

But he was not afraid of the three people in front of him.

"If you know the truth, you will retreat and don't meddle in other people's business."

The bald old man snorted coldly, while speaking, he was also observing the promotion there.

"What do you mean, do you think..."

The young scholar's expression changed, but he still didn't understand the meaning of these three demon monks.

They obviously wanted to take this opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to rob the monks who were rushing to the last moment of the Foundation Establishment Period.

The bald old man is a monk in the late stage of concentration. His two accomplices are both monks in the middle stage of concentration.

In this case, there is a great chance of winning against cultivators who are attacking the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Hmph! If you don't leave..."

A trace of cold murderous intent flashed in the bald old man's eyes, especially when he was still lingering on the face of the female cultivator in the colorful dress for a moment, showing a malicious look.

"Brother, let's go back..."

The face of the female cultivator in Caichang changed slightly, like a young scholar.

"Okay, let's go!"

The young scholar's face was not good-looking, and for the sake of his own safety, he had to make such a choice.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The pair of monks flew away hand in hand, and soon disappeared from the sight of the three monks who were demons.

"You go and follow them and see if they are really gone!"

The bald old man was still a little worried and ordered one of the magic monks to follow him.

After a moment, the magic monk turned back: "Boss, I have been following me for more than ten miles and have lost my trace. I should have escaped far away..."

"Okay, let's do it!"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in the bald old man's eyes, staring at the mountain peak under the colorful mist.

At this moment, the entrance of the simple cave was covered by strange green mist, and the spiritual sense could not be visited.

The three of them approached the cave carefully. When they reached about a distance of about a meter, the bald old man stopped abruptly, took out a fiery red bead from his hand, and slightly injected mana into it.

In an instant, a violent and hot breath came.
To be continued...