Time flies, and half a year has passed in a flash.

Venerable Kuchai still went to the mountain to chop wood every day, and Chen Luo gradually adapted to the life here. Except for asking Venerable Kuchai about the whereabouts of "Ranhuo" every day, he spent the rest of his time practicing.

In half a year, his surface cultivation level broke through from the seventh level of Qi training to the tenth level. According to the description in the low-level secret book in his hand, the next step is to build the foundation.

"Boy, if you practice according to this book, your life will be wasted."

Ku Chai sat at the wooden table, eating the peanuts he had fried himself, wearing old clothes, and looked no different from an old farmer in the mountains. No one would associate him with Venerable Fanxu, and there was not even a trace of an immortal cultivator in him.

"Immortal skills are different from martial arts. I admit that your bamboo chopping skills are very fast, but it is not immortal skills after all."

Chen Luo put down the secret book in his hand and said seriously.

Half a month ago, Chen Luo and Ku Chai Zun had a fight. Without the other party using any spiritual power, he was knocked down by the old man with a bamboo sword. But fortunately, he is now "Ding Luo" and uses a brain in the Qi training realm. All his behaviors, including cognition, are based on this brain, so it is reasonable for him to be knocked down.

Only in this way can one deceive Venerable Kuchai, a powerful being in the Return to Void Realm.

"You have the nerve to call this kind of junk a magic technique." Venerable Kuchai glanced at the technique in Chen Luo's hand with disdain and continued to eat.

"Concentration Grass"

Seeing that Venerable Kuchai didn't say anything else, Chen Luo picked up his hand again and looked through the foundation-building materials on it.

In the lower realm, the Condensing Spirit Grass was monopolized by the big sects. It was unknown how much effort the casual cultivators had to make to obtain the Condensing Spirit Grass. When Chen Luo was in the Qi training stage, he also went to Guoshan County for the Condensing Spirit Grass and caused a lot of trouble. Later, it was his master Wuwei Zhenren who helped him solve it. This is the case with the foundation building. There are restrictions for each step, such as the five-color spiritual flowers needed for the ground planting of the God Transformation, which can only be purchased by talents from the Taoist sect.

"I've liked you for the past six months, so I'm going to give you an opportunity so that you don't go down the wrong path."

After eating and drinking his fill, Venerable Kuchai put down his bowl and chopsticks and suddenly spoke.

Chen Luo looked at the Kuchai Master in confusion, with a suspicious expression on his face. The Kuchai Master did not explain, but reached out from his arms and took out a bamboo stick, then stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the bamboo stick.

A light golden force flowed through the fingertips and merged into it.

A dazzling light rose, attracting Chen Luo's attention.

"Ling Jian? Uncle Ku, you are also a cultivator!"

The Kuchai Master picked up the small wine glass and proudly added a glass of wine. He had been looked down upon by this kid every day for the past six months, but today he was finally able to raise his head and feel proud. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel much more relaxed. He didn't know why he felt this way, but he felt a sense of relief that he hadn't felt for a long time.

I have been lonely for too long, and it is rare for me to meet a young person who catches my eye.

Giving someone a helping hand can also be considered as providing talent to the sect.

"Could it be that you are a foundation-building cultivator, old man?"

Hearing this question, the smug expression on the face of the Ku Chai Master froze. He then remembered that the boy in front of him was an idiot in the cultivation world, who knew nothing about the cultivation world and had no idea of ​​the value of the spiritual scroll he had given.

"That means there is no more. You don't look like you are in the stage of foundation building."

"Foundation building is nothing! I am a true cultivator of returning to the void."

"What is the realm of returning to the void?"

Chen Luo had a bewildered look on his face, and his Qi training brain asked the question without thinking.

"Is he more powerful than the Yellow Dog Taoist from our hometown? Impossible! The Yellow Dog Taoist can deal with seven foundation-building cultivators of the same realm at the same time. He is an invincible and ruthless person in the foundation-building realm."

"What Yellow Dog Taoist Priest, Wild Donkey Taoist Priest? I can crush him to death with just one finger!"

"Old man, stop bragging. Taoist Yellow Dog is a big shot who has occupied an entire city by himself. It's okay for you to brag in the mountains, but you should be careful with your words when you go out." Chen Luo's face showed an expression as if he saw through the other party. The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, wishing he could beat this kid up.

Venerable Kuchai was too lazy to talk anymore.

No matter how much you say to a layman who knows nothing, he will not understand and will even think you are bragging.

"The Introduction to the Ancient God's Body Refining Technique? It's quite famous."

Chen Luo, who had exposed the old man's boast, picked up the technique given to him by the Kuchai Master, and with a change of his spiritual power, an entry-level technique instantly appeared in his mind. The practice method in it was completely different from the practice method Chen Luo had come into contact with before, and it was a completely different way of body training.

The ultimate goal of the Ancient God Body Refining Chapter is to attain enlightenment through the physical body and achieve the body of an ancient god.

"Boy, you should be thankful that you are still at the Qi training stage."

Seeing Chen Luo flipping through the exercises, Venerable Kuchai spoke again. This time he was no longer as casual as before, and his expression was much more serious. He began to tell Chen Luo about the origin of the Ancient God Body Refining Chapter and the precautions for practicing. In the Qi Refining stage, the spiritual energy absorbed by the Ancient God Body Refining Chapter did not gather, but scattered into the flesh, blood and bone marrow.

When the foundation is built, these scattered forces will appear, gather into a blood dragon, and merge with the power of the Soul-Concentrating Grass to form the unique Taoist foundation of the 'Ancient God Body Refining Chapter'.

The same is true for the subsequent Jindan chapter.

As for the Nascent Soul chapter, there was no description of it in the spiritual tablet in Chen Luo's hand.

“The path to immortality is long and arduous. If there is no one to guide you, taking a wrong step will lead to eternal damnation. The technique I gave you was obtained from the Ruins of Ancient Gods. It is a million times better than the junk in your hand.” Venerable Kuchai couldn’t help but look down on the junk in Chen Luo’s hand.

In the past six months, he had no idea how many times he had argued with Chen Luo because of this tattered martial arts book.

"It's a pity that the Ancient God Sect is not a Dao Sect, and I don't have any Dao Marks in my hand. Otherwise, this foundation-building chapter could be even more perfect. Maybe I could get a glimpse of the legendary perfect Dao foundation and touch the foundation of a true immortal."

Perfect foundation?

A strange look flashed across Chen Luo's face.

This foundation-building method is indeed extraordinary, but compared with the path pointed out by Brother Changqing, it is obviously far behind.

"What is Dao Zong?"

Skipping the topic of foundation building, Chen Luo turned the conversation to Dao Zong.

From the time he came to the Tiannan Region until now, he still hadn't figured out what the "Dao Zong" actually meant. From the Qunxing Sect he had previously come into contact with, the so-called Dao Zong was just a sect with a stronger strength, with Fanxu in charge. This advantage was not insurmountable in Chen Luo's opinion. None of those star lord-level masters were his opponents. Even the direct descendants of the three ancestors who came out later only mastered some special methods, and were still not as good as him, a Tianzhong foundation-building cultivator of the Divine Transformation.

“In the future, when you are out and about, if you meet a Dao Sect disciple, remember to be tolerant. Although our Ancient God Sect is known as the strongest under the Dao Sect, we are not the Dao Sect after all.”

Seeing Chen Luo asking about Dao Zong, Venerable Ku Chai added two more sentences.

"What's the difference?"

"It's a little off."

"road?"

"Why are you, a rookie in the Qi Refining Realm, asking so many questions? When practicing, remember to aim high."

Venerable Kuchai did not explain this question any further, but carried his bamboo basket, picked up his bamboo sword and went out. In the eyes of Venerable Kuchai, Chen Luo was only at the Qi Refining Realm, and the Dao Sect Level 1 was too far away for him to understand.

"road?"

Watching the back of the departing Kuchai Master, Chen Luo sat cross-legged on the spot, thinking carefully about the meaning of this word. He had always thought that with the presence of the Fanxu Master, it could be considered a "Dao Sect". Although the Ancient God Sect was not a Dao Sect, it was also qualified to compete with the Dao Sect and could be considered a force of this level.

But now it seems that the "Tao" at the core of Taoism should have a specific meaning, not just the realm of cultivation.

Three days later.

Chen Luo's cultivation method was successfully changed, and his aura became exactly the same as that of the disciples of the Ancient God Sect. After he officially entered the practice, his attitude towards Ku Chai also changed dramatically.

The two sat on the steps at the door, watching the heavy rain outside. The rain slid down the eaves, forming a beaded door curtain.

"Old man, I have established my foundation."

Chen Luo spoke.

"Can you tell me where the fire is?"

"Dead."

Kuchai stared at the rain outside, like an old farmer who was worried about his livelihood.

"Dead?"

A look of doubt appeared on Chen Luo's face.

"There is a grave mound behind the house, and his ashes are buried in it. I picked them up with my own hands." Ku Chai described the incident in a calm tone.

Chen Luo immediately stood up and walked to the back of the house.

Not long after he turned the corner of the house, he saw a lonely grave mound.

There is no tombstone.

Chen Luo raised his right hand and chopped it open with one palm.

Several black bones rolled out from inside. These bones were left after he slapped the fire to death that day.

"Really dead?"

There was a dazed expression on Chen Luo's face.

"Go down the mountain. I have nothing more to teach you."

Before Chen Luo returned to the house, Ku Chai's voice sounded in his mind.

Before Chen Luo could say anything, a whirlwind suddenly blew up on the ground, and rain from the sky fell down, forming a water tornado, which wrapped it up and rolled all the way down the mountain. Following closely behind, a pitch-black token also flew down the mountain.

"Old man?"

"Come to me after you condense your baby. If you can't condense your baby, there's no need to come again..."

Ku Chai did not tell him the result, but Chen Luo already understood the meaning of his words. If he could not condense the infant, he would not be qualified to go up the mountain again, let alone practice Ku Chai's method of returning to the void.

"I see."

Chen Luo picked up the token on the ground and turned to walk towards the Ancient God Sect next to him. With the identity token left by Ku Chai, joining the sect was not a problem.

This was also the main reason why Chen Luo wasted so much time with Ku Chai on the mountain. He needed an important person to vouch for him. Only in this way could he get in touch with the core of the Ancient God Sect in the shortest possible time.

Kuchai’s identity is just right.

Mountain top.

Ku Chai looked at the messy graves dug behind the mountain and waved his hand to bury them.

Outside the window, the rain is getting heavier.

Ku Chai raised his head, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and muttered to himself.

"fate……"

(End of this chapter)