How could a mere spiritual plant master at the Qi training level actually be able to advance to a higher level and plant a second-level spiritual plant? Cha Qianli's thoughts were churning, and he finally suppressed all his emotions and smiled.

"Seven thousand three hundred Dao skills in total, how about that?"

Cha Qianli did not bargain for a low price. After paying the money readily, he turned to sell Li Qinglin various life-extending pills and body-protecting magic tools.

"The Mother-Child Heart Protecting Pill is a second-level mid-grade pill that can extend your life by ten years. It only requires four hundred Daogong."

"The first-class magic weapon 'Beidou Fu' can absorb starlight and then form a layer of transparent light outside the body to protect the body in all aspects. It can also be divided into dazzling lights to break the enemy's pupil skills. It can be said to be both offensive and defensive, and it is most suitable for you, Han Fei."

"Oh, this bottle of Baoshou Pill has 300 effects, but it can only extend your life by five years. Taking it multiple times will not work."

Facing Cha Qianli's sales pitch, Li Qinglin remained noncommittal and said, "I want to exchange for that first-level spiritual vein."

Upon hearing this, Cha Qianli was stunned, thinking that he was hallucinating.

"What?"

"I want to exchange for a first-level spiritual vein." Li Qinglin said calmly.

A first-level spiritual vein costs eight thousand Daogong.

Li Qinglin sold spiritual plants twice, and the Taoist power he accumulated was more than enough to exchange for spiritual veins, and there was even a surplus.

Cha Qianli reacted and his smile became a little stiff.

Is this person really stupid? Instead of prolonging his life quickly, he actually exchanges for a first-level spiritual vein? Wait!

Cha Qianli suddenly reacted.

Could it be that he wanted to use the core of the first-level spiritual vein, where the spiritual energy pressure was the deepest, to forcibly build his foundation?

Thousands of spiritual energy gather into a sea, facing the might of the sea! This way of building a foundation is extremely risky. If you are not careful, your tendons and veins will be broken under the pressure of the spiritual energy ocean, or even "transformed into Taoism", losing yourself, integrating into the spiritual veins, and becoming an alternative holy crystal in the stone.

"This guy is so bold!"

Cha Qianli was secretly surprised. Seeing that Han Fei seemed to be surprised, he spoke up.

“Fellow Daoist, you may not know that the first-level spiritual veins in my Qingxu Ridge are all decorated with forbidden inscriptions. It takes a certain amount of time to migrate and refine them.

If you want to exchange your spiritual veins, it will take some time."

Although the Cha family did not expect that there would really be a cultivator who accumulated a huge amount of Taoist power in exchange for spiritual veins.

After all, it was under the watchful eyes of the public, and Cha Qianli couldn't go back on his word.

"How long?" Li Qinglin frowned.

Cha Qianli smiled, slightly meaningfully, "As soon as possible."

…

Mingjingjing Tomb.

It has been unattended for more than ten years and is now overgrown with weeds.

Ming Jingzi was not a famous monk, and his life experience was not very exciting.

But it seems to represent the most ordinary and mediocre cultivators.

Li Qinglin landed in front of the tombstone and discovered that there were still offerings of fruit and incense, as well as unburned paper money in front of the tomb. Judging from the traces, it seemed that they were there in the past two years.

"Could it be that the disciple of Ming Jingzi, Shen Dan Tong'er, has returned to pay tribute to his master?"

Li Qinglin thought about it and it seemed that the only person who could still remember Ming Jingzi was Shen Dan, who had suffered a tragic change in his master's sect and was sent back to the mortal world overnight, besides himself.

Li Qinglin shook his head, made his hand into a sword shape, and waved his fingers. A green light flashed, and all the weeds turned into powder.

"Friend Mingjingzi, are you okay down there?"

"When Li successfully builds his foundation, I will definitely bring you a bottle of top-quality spirit wine."

Li Qinglin clapped his hands and smiled, showing no sadness at all for visiting the graves, and then controlled the light to leave.

…

Valley of Flowers.

The terrain is vast, and the golden stamens gather into a sea, like a fairyland.

Li Qinglin fell into the valley, avoided other cultivators, and found a place to practice.

Li Qinglin couldn't leave, so he could only choose to stay in Qingshitan Sanshan temporarily.

It just so happened that Baihua Valley was the territory of Chunji Daxiu, which was neutral and did not fight for anything, so he stayed here for the night.

A buzzing sound came from the Thousand Mile Note Transmission.

[Fan Shang: Daoist Han Fei is back? Are you free these days? We haven't met for a long time, why not get drunk together! ]

[Shang Xuan: I heard that Fellow Daoist Han Fei has already completed his Qi training. This is great news. Perhaps next time we meet, I will have to call Fellow Daoist Han Fei "Senior Foundation Establishment Master"]

After the two sent the message, Ji Yu and Tong Ruo did not reply for a long time, like a drop in the ocean.

Last year, Fan Shang worked hard to cultivate a child with middle-grade spiritual roots. He was personally introduced by the owner of Tingyu Sword Manor and was given the "One Yang Divine Tiger Air Gathering Technique", a second-level skill aimed at building a foundation.

Now that he has reached the seventh level of Qi training, he can be said to be cautious and steady in every step, and has even become friends with many Kun cultivators.

Shang Xuan was suspected to have practiced the Soul-stealing Technique, which improved his spiritual roots. Coupled with his reckless fighting and the tempering he received in life and death, his cultivation had actually reached the eighth level of Qi training.

Li Qinglin was actually a little worried about Shang Xuan, thinking that he might go too far.

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The soul-stealing method is extremely overbearing. Although it burns one's lifespan to improve one's spiritual roots, it will implicitly harm one's own foundation and fortune.

Only a few people can use it to build a foundation.

In addition to these old friends, Uncle Zhuang Yanjing also sent a letter four years ago.

Talking about him leaving the Three Mountains of Qingshitan to fulfill an old appointment, he asked Han Fei to do good things, not to worry about the future, and not to leave any demons in his heart.

It seems that Zhuang Yanjing had some resentment towards Li Qinglin for killing Zeng Jin.

[Han Fei: Of course, please ask Brother Fan to host the gathering.]

After sending the message, Li Qinglin set up a warning formation and then sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating.

Who would have thought that after just two days of practice, a magical aura appeared outside the formation and awakened Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin dispersed the formation and took a closer look.

She was a young girl in red, with frowning eyebrows and fluttering skirts, walking towards her like a lotus.

"Fellow Daoist Tong Ruo?" Li Qinglin was stunned.

Looking at Tong Ruo's appearance, Li Qinglin was in a trance, as if time had reversed and he saw again the scene when he first entered Qingshitan and met her for the first time on the flying boat.

More than 20 years have passed, and Tong Ruo still looks the same, without any sign of aging.

"Fellow Daoist Han Fei, how are you?"

Tong Ruo pursed her red lips and spoke in a clear and tender voice.

Li Qinglin invited Tong Ruo to join the formation, and used his magic power to bring melons, fruits and wine. After entertaining her for a while, he spoke quietly, "I wonder what Daoist Fellow Tong Ruo wants to do by coming here in person?"

The party is about to start, but Tong Ruo suddenly shows up. Something must be wrong.

Tong Ruo was stunned. She didn't expect Han Fei to be so direct.

He took a deep breath, and the slightly raised curve of his chest rose and fell with his breathing.

"Brother Han, do you have a fine foundation-building pill?"

"That's right."

Li Qinglin nodded.

It was looted from Zeng Jin.

"I wonder if Brother Han would be willing to give me this pill?"

Hmm? Give it to you as a gift? You are so shameless...

Li Qinglin remained calm.

In recent days, the news that he was willing to consume a huge amount of Taoist energy to exchange for a first-level spiritual vein had already spread.

Everyone speculated that it was because Li Qinglin felt that the probability of building a foundation was extremely low, so he took a risky move and wanted to use the pressure of his spiritual veins to forcibly build a foundation.

(End of this chapter)