Dew goes and frost comes, time flies.

There is no time in cultivation, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Li Qinglin turned forty years old.

Li Qinglin does three things at once every day.

In addition to practicing the Dual Element Method and the Dao Palace Shenzang Method, I will also comprehend the wood method and spiritual plant skills. If I gain something, I will enter the world in my mind and fight with the phantoms of many cultivators and warriors I have encountered before.

The Jade Yuanchan is active in the Qichang Mountain area. The resources it has accumulated to break through the realm have almost reached its limit and it only needs the final push.

Three spikes of plantain comb the veins of the earth, ripen the elixir, and make this fairy in the pot look like a fairyland.

In front of the cold pond and ancient pines, in the thatched cottage under the skylight.

I am often alone, with only the sound of water running through rocks.

Li Qinglin's immortal realm was quietly cultivated to the perfection of Qi training.

At the age of forty, he had superior spiritual roots and had perfected his Qi training.

Although this speed is not considered to be outstanding, it is also very good.

In the Three Mountains of Qingshitan or Yuxu Sect, only the top three of their peers can achieve such speed.

Of course, Li Qinglin heard that Ji Chang, the golden elixir seed of Yuxu Sect, was only fifty years old, but had already reached the late stage of foundation building. He had a solid foundation and superb magic skills. Naturally, he was much stronger than Li Qinglin today.

But Li Qinglin was neither arrogant nor impatient. He kept his mind focused and quietly followed his own pace.

"I have a fine foundation-building pill, the True Mysterious Qingjing Wood, and the Qingmu Dharma Body that has been perfected to date. The success rate of building the foundation is about 65%."

Li Qinglin silently calculated his opportunity to build his foundation.

Li Qinglin originally planned to wait until he had completely perfected the Qingmu Dharma Body before breaking through the foundation-building process in one go without any obscurity.

After all, those who can be called Dharma bodies can almost all practice smoothly to the Golden Elixir realm.

It’s a pity that Li Qinglin’s cultivation speed was too fast and Qingmu Fati couldn’t catch up.

We had no choice but to quickly plan to build a foundation using natural resources and treasures.

"A 60% probability is too low..."

Li Qinglin's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

This probability, if applied to other wild cultivators, would be enough to make them take risks and try to get a big chance.

But for Li Qinglin, the probability of failure is too high and it is too risky.

“If I can obtain a first-order spiritual vein and integrate it into the Immortal in the Pot, and use the blessed land of the Immortal in the Pot to break through, it will increase the probability of building a foundation by more than 20%. If I can assist with some natural treasures and secret techniques, the probability of building a foundation should be able to reach 98%.”

The laws of nature are imperfect, and it is impossible to build a foundation with 100% certainty. All kinds of unexpected disasters and wrath from heaven are unpredictable.

The most extreme case is only 98%.

“First, we need to go back to the Three Mountains of Qingshitan to obtain the spiritual veins and some auxiliary natural treasures, and build the foundation as soon as possible.

If possible, I must get the [Kicking Stars and Seeking the Ghostly Purple Myrtle Lamp] on the top of the Treasure Dividing Cliff. I will ask the gods and spirits in heaven. I have been practicing the Dual Element Method for so many years, but the effect is mediocre. It is time to upgrade to a real immortal method!"

A few days ago, Li Qinglin learned the news that Taoist Jialing was suspected to be trapped in a mysterious calamity zone. The news had caused a sensation and spread throughout the nearby immortal cultivation circles.

If more people know a secret, it is no longer a secret.

Now that everyone knows about it, the risk of Li Qinglin being exposed is almost zero.

Li Qinglin stood up and performed the "White-shou Faceless Method" to change his facial muscles and breath.

In an instant, Li Qinglin looked dozens of years older, with wrinkles all over the corners of his eyes. He looked old and frail, exuding a sense of decadence, as if he didn't have much time left.

"The White-shou Faceless Method" is a martial arts secret book created by Li Qinglin. It is a technique and a skill that does not require the use of qi and blood.

Facing the reflection in the cold pond, Li Qinglin looked at his own appearance with satisfaction.

…

Qingxuling Market.

The monks stationed in the market town had long been replaced by a new group of faces. Even the deacon of the Discipline Department, Zhong Kou, was said to have resigned many years ago and chose to travel around the world.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, but ever since Zhong Kou stepped down, every new person who took over his position as the deacon of the Discipline Department has died, without exception.

As a result, everyone now regards this "iron rice bowl" as a scourge.

Li Qinglin did not rush to the treasure-dividing cliff of the Cha family alchemy room, but strolled around the market town, inquired about the recent market prices of basic goods such as spiritual rice, Qi-recovering pills, and five-thunder talismans, and learned about which rising stars and new foundation-building masters there were.

Afterwards, he walked slowly into the Fenbao Cliff.

After taking out dozens of exquisite spiritual plants, the monk of the Cha family behind the counter was stunned when he saw the spiritual plants with precious light and fragrance. "May I ask your name, fellow Taoist? Do you have any historical Taoist merits?"

"I'm Han Fei." Li Qinglin said calmly.

Han Fei?! Upon hearing this, the monk's face changed drastically and he stood up suddenly.

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"Fellow Daoist, please wait for me for a moment."

Li Qinglin frowned when he saw this.

In the Treasure Fen Cliff, many complex and inquiring gazes were cast.

Han Fei's fame is not small among the three mountains of Qingshitan in recent years.

Although he doesn't appear in public very often, every time he does, he seems to stir up trouble.

The spiritual plants that were sold off became an important strategic resource for the Cha family, and they shined in the battle with the Xu family.

“I heard that a few years ago, Cha Qianli offered a high reward to find Han Fei’s whereabouts or spiritual plant skills.

But after several years, no one has been able to take the reward, and I heard that many cultivators who had reached the perfection of Qi training died mysteriously while pursuing Li Hanfei!"

"Wow, he actually showed up on his own. Wait, this aura, has he completed his Qi training?!"

"What?! I remember Han Fei's age was less than 50 years old, right?"

"Didn't you see his appearance? He has seriously overdrawn his life span, his hair is gray, I wouldn't be surprised if he died in the next moment."

"Alas, for the sake of cultivating immortality and building a foundation, being so resolute and reckless, is it really worth it..."

Li Qinglin turned a deaf ear to other people's comments.

A moment later, Cha Qianli came in a hurry. When he saw Han Fei's eyes shining, he immediately smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Han Fei, you really waited for me!"

Cha Qianli never mentioned the previous reward for Li Qinglin. Instead, he pulled Li Qinglin's sleeve, chatted with him, and exchanged pleasantries for a long time.

Only then did he start purchasing spiritual plants.

"Bai Zhenlu, He Gugen... Wait, is this the fragrant and beautiful lotus flower?!"

Cha Qianli suddenly raised his voice, his smile became wider, and one hand subconsciously grasped the root of the lotus tightly.

The fragrant and beautiful lotus is a second-level medium-quality spiritual plant. It is extremely difficult to plant. It often grows at the bottom of a deep pool where there is no sunlight all year round. It is blocked by cold winds and bad water. Even for those who are building their foundation, it is very difficult to pick it.

Not to mention, the fragrant and beautiful lotus in front of him was the best among them! "Is this the Hundred-Year-Old Snow Broad Bean?"

"Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass? The last time it appeared was at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference thirty years ago!"

Shouts of shock were heard one after another.

As time passed, his expression gradually became numb, and he stared blankly at Li Qinglin taking out various rare spiritual plants from the storage bag.

Among them, there are many second-level mid-quality ones!

(End of this chapter)