Chapter 35: Foundation Building "You mean, Junior Brother Xie is going to build his foundation?" ...
Before long, Xie Wuyang's spiritual power was exhausted, leaving only a few intermittent strands.
Finally exhausted.
Xie Wuyang stomped the tree beside him in frustration, looking around anxiously, completely at a loss as to what to do.
Feeling helpless, Xie Wuyang suddenly saw the Emperor Tianmu around his waist. He quickly pulled it off and stuffed it into Yun Wanzhou's arms.
Although the tree only records the effects of the Emperor's Heavenly Wood in calming the mind and exorcising evil spirits, such a rare thing, growing in a place full of spiritual energy, naturally absorbed a lot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
While thinking, the Emperor Tianmu in Yun Wanzhou's arms lit up and actually gushed out golden spiritual power.
Looking at the Emperor Tianmu surrounded by light, Xie Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief.
That’s good now. Yun Wanzhou shouldn’t die for the time being.
But why did he feel that the color of the spiritual power emitted by the Emperor Tianmu looked familiar?
Before Xie Wuyang could think about it, a voice suddenly came from behind him, "Xie Junior Brother!"
Xu Pingsheng waved to Xie Wuyang and walked quickly towards the two of them.
Xie Wuyang was so weak that his vision was blurry. When Xu Pingsheng came up to him, he noticed that there was a woman on Xu Pingsheng's back.
The woman was wearing a green silk dress. Even though her hair was disheveled and her face was pale, it couldn't hide her beautiful face.
Such a beauty, with a slender waist that could not even be held in one hand, was being pulled by Xu Pingsheng's arms, with her feet almost off the ground, and was being dragged on his back.
This person should be the Junior Sister Liu Liu Yuqin mentioned by Xu Pingsheng.
Xie Wuyang steadied his breath and forced a smile, "How's Senior Sister Liu?"
Xu Pingsheng shook his head, looking at the two people covered in blood, hesitant to speak, "Junior sister is fine, just unconscious. You and uncle..."
There were two people in front of me, one leaning against a tree unconscious, and the other pale and shaky, both of them looked seriously injured.
In his life, Xie Wuyang had never shown weakness in front of anyone except Yun Wanzhou. Hearing this, he forced himself to shake his head, but before he could turn his head around, his head tilted and he fell to the ground.
Xu Pingsheng was left alone. He glanced at Liu Yuqin behind him, then looked at the two people lying on the ground in different postures, and felt worried.
Xu Pingsheng's cultivation had just reached the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and he did not have the ability to draw talismans remotely. He could only find a place to put Liu Yuqin down and reached into his arms to search for the talisman paper.
It was not until he caught nothing that Xu Pingsheng realized that his talisman paper had been used up when Liu Yuqin was trapped in the illusion.
In desperation, Xu Pingsheng reached out and flipped through Xie Wuyang's clothes. Xie Wuyang's talisman paper had already been used up on the road.
That's it, it's over.
Xu Pingsheng sat down beside Liu Yuqin in a daze and pounded his head.
Just when Xu Pingsheng thought that the four of them were going to spend the night here, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a hint of yellow exposed around his junior sister's waist.
…
In the Yunwanzhou courtyard of Cangqiong Mountain, Wu Hanfeng stood aside with a serious expression.
Xu Pingsheng frowned and asked, "Master, how is Uncle Yun?"
Wu Hanfeng shook his head. "His tendons and veins are damaged, and he won't be able to use his spiritual power for a few days. However, I've already given him some elixirs, so he's safe for now."
"What about Brother Xie?"
Wu Hanfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he roared, "Don't mention him to me. If it weren't for him, how could Junior Brother Yun be injured?!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Elder Rong Ling withdrew the spiritual power he was exploring from Xie Wuyang and advised, "Brother, this matter is not Wuyang's fault. No one could have expected such a rare thing to happen."
Wu Hanfeng was unforgiving, "If he hadn't neglected his training and hadn't been unable to protect himself in times of crisis, why would Wan Zhou have to protect him all the time, even hurting himself for him!"
"That's not the case." Elder Rong Ling said solemnly, his gaze fixed on the lying Xie Wuyang. "I just explored Wuyang's spiritual veins and found that his spiritual energy was surging, vaguely showing signs of a breakthrough to the foundation-building stage."
"You mean, Junior Brother Xie is going to build his foundation?" Xu Pingsheng showed a look of joy.
"Yes, please keep a close eye on him these days. Wuyang's physique is different from that of ordinary people, so we must not take him lightly."
Xu Pingsheng couldn't hide his excitement, "Disciple understands."
That night, Xie Wuyang began to breathe rapidly and his face flushed.
Xu Pingsheng was guarding the bedside and noticed that Xie Wuyang was acting strangely. He reached out and touched Xie Wuyang's forehead, but was burned and immediately retracted his hand.
His junior brother Xie's body felt as hot as a furnace.
Remembering Elder Rong Ling's reminder before leaving, Xu Pingsheng did not panic. He brought a basin of water from outside, soaked the towel in it and applied it to Xie Wuyang's forehead.
This continued until the second half of the night. When Xu Pingsheng reached out to touch Xie Wuyang's forehead again, he found that even the towel had become hot.
"Why hasn't the fever gone down yet?" Xu Pingsheng frowned, threw the towel back into the water and soaked it again.
He thought it was just a normal phenomenon when Xie Wuyang was in poor health and broke through. It was not until the next morning when Xie Wuyang's cheeks were still flushed that Xu Pingsheng realized something was wrong and hurriedly asked Elder Rong Ling to come over.
Elder Rong Ling is the only medicine practitioner in Cangqiong Mountain. When the disciples in the sect are seriously ill or injured, they are treated by Elder Rong Ling and the disciples.
Elder Rong Ling first took Xie Wuyang's pulse, then used his spiritual power to probe his sea of consciousness. Puzzlement gathered between his brows and eyes. "Apart from the agitation of spiritual power, there's nothing abnormal. He should have been able to successfully establish his foundation yesterday. I've never seen such symptoms before."
Elder Rong Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Later, I'll have the disciples bring some elixirs to stabilize your cultivation. You should give them to Wuyang. As for the specific details, I still need to discuss it with the head brother."
Not long after Elder Rong Ling left, Xu Pingsheng received two large bottles of elixirs from his fellow disciples, which was enough to show how much Elder Rong Ling valued Xie Wuyang's foundation-building efforts.
Xu Pingsheng stared at the pills for a moment, then fed Xie Wuyang four or five pills at once.
If Xu Pingsheng didn't know that too much medicine should not be taken, he would even want to feed both bottles to Xie Wuyang.
Looking at the blush on Xie Wuyang's face that had faded from his training, Xu Pingsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to lean towards the bed, he saw Xie Wuyang's arm trembling, and the exposed back of his hand turned red.
Xu Pingsheng cursed inwardly, walked around the bed twice, and looked at the two bottles of pills again and again, but he didn't dare to give them to Xie Wuyang casually.
If you take too many tonics and your spiritual power surges to the point of bursting your meridians, you'll be completely finished.
In a hurry, Xu Pingsheng raised his hand and pinched a strand of spiritual power, wanting to check the situation of the spiritual power in his junior brother's body. Unexpectedly, the spiritual power was bounced back in an instant as soon as it touched Xie Wuyang's body.
It was obvious that Elder Rong Ling had used the same method yesterday.
Why can't he do it?
Just when Xu Pingsheng was getting extremely worried, the tightly closed door was pushed open from the outside. Yun Wanzhou, looking pale, leaned against the door frame, coughed lightly twice, and his eyes fell on the lying Xie Wuyang, "Let me do it."
"I don't know why, but my spiritual power can't enter Junior Brother Xie's body."
Hearing Xu Pingsheng's words, Yun Wanzhou's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he said coldly, "This is a normal phenomenon of breaking through cultivation. I have my own method. You go out first."
"Master said that Uncle Yun is still seriously injured and his spiritual power cannot be used recklessly." Xu Pingsheng hesitated.
Yun Wanzhou said firmly, "You go out first."
"But……"
"go out."
None of the disciples on Cangqiong Mountain was not afraid of Yun Wanzhou, including Xu Pingsheng.
Seeing that his uncle was angry, Xu Pingsheng didn't dare to say anything more. He picked up his sword and retreated, and also helped Xie Wuyang close the door.
Only after Yun Wanzhou was isolated in the house did Xu Pingsheng show a look of regret.
Before Wu Hanfeng left, he repeatedly warned him to keep an eye on Uncle Yun and not to let him use his spiritual power. Now, in just one day, is he going to break his rules?
Master didn't like Junior Brother Xie in the first place. If something really happened to Senior Uncle Yun in order to save Junior Brother, not only Junior Brother himself, but even he, the guard, would suffer the consequences.
Thinking of Wu Hanfeng's furious temper, Xu Pingsheng couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Unexpectedly, before leaving Yun Wanzhou's yard, a powerful spiritual power suddenly appeared behind him.
Xu Pingsheng's breathing stagnated, and he turned around with his neck stiff, and saw that the originally quiet room was emitting bursts of blue light.
When a beginner cultivator breaks through the foundation-building stage, there is no big noise. It is just that when the spiritual power first gathers, it will produce a weak pressure, which can only be felt by the cultivators nearby.
"I wonder which fellow disciple is entering the foundation-building stage today." A cultivator felt the pressure and looked around.
"It should be one of the new junior brothers and sisters. We at Cangqiong Mountain only recruit disciples every fifteen years. The previous batch of fellow disciples were already above the foundation-building stage."
"That's not necessarily true."
"You are not talking about the person sitting next to Yun Xianzun, are you?"
Two disciples walked past Xu Pingsheng, chatting and laughing. They stopped and bowed, "Senior Brother, how are you?"
Xu Pingsheng's face was stern and serious. "Don't gossip about others behind their backs. If Immortal Yun hears you talking about his disciples, he will definitely pull out your tongues."
"We dare not, we dare not." When the two disciples heard Yun Wanzhou's name, their faces immediately changed and they quickened their pace to leave the courtyard.
Xu Pingsheng looked back at the house which had returned to peace and sighed.
Uncle Yun must have used his spiritual power to help his fellow apprentice consolidate his cultivation.
His master is very knowledgeable and will know about this matter soon. Uncle Yun and Junior Brother Xie will probably have no peace for a while.
As Xu Pingsheng expected, that night, Wu Hanfeng stormed in angrily and stared at Yun Wanzhou who was sitting beside the bed.
"Junior Brother, as an Immortal Venerable, your physical cultivation is no longer solely your responsibility. If anything were to happen to you, how would Cang Qiong Mountain cope? If the Demon Realm were to attack at this moment, who would take charge?"
Yun Wanzhou raised his eyelids and said, "I know what's going on."
He was fine, but the moment he spoke, Wu Hanfeng felt even more furious. He grabbed Yun Wanzhou's wrist and felt his pulse. "Your meridians are damaged, your spiritual energy is depleted. Is this what you meant by knowing what's going on?"
Yun Wanzhou: "Senior Brother..."
Before he could finish his words, Wu Hanfeng suddenly pointed a finger at Yun Wanzhou's chest, and then quickly tapped Yun Wanzhou's neck, "I have sealed your meridians. For the next six months, you must not use your spiritual power anymore."
"But the Nightmare Stone..."
"I have sent other disciples down the mountain to investigate. We will discuss this matter again after you recover from your injuries."
After saying that, Wu Hanfeng snorted coldly and walked out with a flick of his sleeves.
Yun Wanzhou tried to condense a stream of spiritual power, but his fingertips did not emit golden light as he had imagined.
He was originally an immortal with strong spiritual power. Now that his meridians were sealed, the feeling of emptiness became stronger and stronger, which really made him uncomfortable.
Yun Wanzhou frowned, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed door, wondering what he was thinking.
…
It was four days later that Xie Wuyang woke up.
Yun Wanzhou was confined to the house by Wu Hanfeng because he refused to listen to advice and used his spiritual power. Xu Pingsheng has been guarding here all the time.
During this period, Liu Yuqin came to see Xie Wuyang several times and brought a lot of elixirs to consolidate his cultivation, as well as medicines for treating injuries.
Xie Wuyang had been stuck in the Qi Refining Stage for several years, and the news of this breakthrough spread throughout Cangqiong Mountain in an instant. The excitement was even higher than when Yun Wanzhou first entered the Nascent Soul Stage, and it was almost to the point where everyone was talking about it.
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