Bai Boguang murmured.

Some foundation-building cultivators, although they have good means and strong mana, have already fully realized their potential and will only reach this stage until death! However, some cultivators will continue to advance triumphantly, and foundation-building is just a process, not a result!

In Bai Boguang's eyes, Dongxuzi is the latter.

"No, I'd better prepare a generous gift to show my attitude..."

Bai Boguang nodded, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.

…

In Qingping Garden.

After swallowing the Fenghuofenhua pills one after another, Li Qinglin felt a special warm current flowing into the Qingmu magic scroll in his body.

Suddenly, Qingmu's magic scroll became more active.

Following the method in the [Shexu Guiyuan Yuling Jue], Li Qinglin's magic power transformed into a stream of light that circled above his dantian, stirring up waves of air, and finally injected into the Qingmu magic scroll.

It was unknown how long had passed until Li Qinglin's magic power was completely exhausted, but the green wood magic talisman was still quietly suspended in his dantian, without any reaction.

Li Qinglin didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, so he had to bite the bullet and continue practicing according to the method. He practiced for a while until all the mid-grade spirit stones in and outside the courtyard, and even in his hands, were completely used up.

The Qingmu Dharma Talisman finally moved, and a little bit of glow came out.

Boom! ! The glow collided in the Dantian, condensing into pieces of flowing Qingyuan intention, falling into the Dantian, and instantly turned into rolling magic power, with a sound like waves hitting the shore.

Within a few breaths, Li Qinglin's magic power recovered to its peak state and he even had some strength to spare. Finally, his dantian expanded and his magic power condensed into liquid, increasing by a full 50% before slowly stopping.

now.

An extremely strong sense of Taoism was entwined around Li Qinglin, and it was even faintly condensed into an ancient tree that reached straight into the sky. Its branches were twisted and vigorous, and its leaves were shining with emerald green light. If he shook his trunk slightly, a terrifying rustling sound would be emitted that shook the void.

Li Qinglin slowly opened his eyes.

All kinds of meanings flowed in his eyes.

The fluctuations of magical power lingering around the body gradually subsided, containing rich vitality and mysterious essence of plants and trees, which made people feel relaxed and happy, and seemed to make them look much younger.

"After three years of seclusion, I finally reached the middle stage of foundation building."

Li Qinglin couldn't help but smile, feeling extremely happy from the bottom of his heart.

【Lifespan: 50/401】

Li Qinglin counted and found that it seemed that it only took him seven years to break through from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building.

This speed is considered to be at the top in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Of course, some high-quality spiritual roots or mutated spiritual roots can grow faster, and even seven years is enough to cultivate to the peak of foundation building.

But Li Qinglin was neither humble nor arrogant, and neither angry nor happy.

"With the transformation of the three-spiked plantain, my Qingmu Dharma body will be further improved. In addition, I will practice the method of collecting the void and returning to the origin to heal the spirit. My cultivation speed will only get faster and faster...

The completion of foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul...are definitely not my destination."

Li Qinglin spent half a month stabilizing his state of mind and sorting out his magic power. Then he slowly stood up, retracted the formation restrictions he had set up in Qingping Garden, and walked out of the cave.

Sitting for a long time is not good, you should go out for a walk, relax and celebrate.

…

"Hiss...is it my illusion?"

In the white jade scene, the shopkeeper squinted his eyes and looked at Li Qinglin's receding back.

Just as Qingping Garden was opened, Li Qinglin came out from seclusion.

Although the shopkeeper's heart was bleeding, he still maintained his kindness and said a few words to Li Qinglin.

But unlike the first time they met, this time, he actually sensed a faint sense of threat from Li Qinglin! He had already broken through the late stage of foundation building, and although he felt that without a great opportunity, he would never be able to take that step forward.

But he also turned to optimizing his spell system, purchasing offensive and defensive treasures, and even practicing various secret arts. He was far beyond the reach of a cultivator who had just broken through to the late stage of foundation building.

But the moment he saw Li Qinglin just now, the soul between his eyebrows actually warned him! In just three years, this person's strength has improved so much?

"Fortunately, I didn't act rashly, and I didn't listen to slander... You are worthy of me!"

I don't know what the shopkeeper was thinking about, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Li Qinglin naturally had no idea of ​​the shopkeeper's thoughts.

When they arrived here, the hustle and bustle near Baiyujing disappeared at once. The place was quiet, with only branches with dead leaves hanging on both sides stretching out and swaying in the wind. There were a few monks occasionally below, and looking at the direction they were heading, their destination seemed to be the same as Li Qinglin's.

【Fengmingzhai】

Rumor has it that many of the Kun Xiu in this temple practice thunder magic, and are good at the "Little Yangtian" spell that can make people numb and tremble without hurting the body.

"Please come in, senior."

The Taoist boy guarding the door recognized that Li Qinglin was a great cultivator in the foundation-building stage, and immediately and politely led him into the room.

After entering the temple courtyard and passing the front hall, one can see the singing of orioles and the dancing of swallows, and hear the melodious cries of phoenixes.

The Taoist boy did not stop.

This place is just a place for Qi-cultivating monks to relax. As a place for foundation-building, the level is naturally higher.

The Taoist boy led Li Qinglin along a cobblestone path and through an archway. In front of them was a large spiritual spring pool filled with mist, and there seemed to be beautiful figures playing in it.

Li Qinglin took a leisurely look at it, then shook his head helplessly, walked into the waterside pavilion, and said to the Taoist boy,

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"I'm here to get information."

In fact, Fengmingzhai is not just a place for dual cultivation, but also a rare underground organization in Dangmofang, which contains all kinds of information and intelligence in the world of immortal cultivation.

The origin of the cultivator, the information of the secret realm, the method of breaking the formation restriction...

As long as the price is right, even the flaws in a Jindan Zhenren's skills can be found out.

The Taoist boy heard this and his smile froze. He asked seriously, "What kind of information do you want to find out, Senior?"

"Just look at the major events in the cultivation world that have occurred in Laowan Prefecture, Huainan Prefecture and other neighboring prefectures in recent years."

Li Qinglin replied naturally.

Upon hearing this, the Taoist boy nodded silently, bowed and left the attic.

After a while, he returned to the attic and took out a jade slip.

"Chenghui, a mid-grade spirit stone."

After Li Qinglin paid the spirit stones, he slapped the jade slip against his forehead, and dozens or hundreds of messages immediately merged into his mind.

In just a few years, the world of immortal cultivation in Laowan Prefecture and other prefectures is still the same world of immortal cultivation.

Nothing earth-shattering happened, so the information wasn't expensive.

Which immortal cultivation family gave birth to an immortal seedling with top-grade spiritual roots, but was brutally slaughtered by a mysterious person, leaving no one alive.

When the Golden Elixir ancestor of a certain immortal cultivation sect passed away, the sect fell into turmoil.

Or maybe a few cultivators discovered a spiritual vein, and they occupied the mountain and became the kings, setting up their own sect, calling themselves the [Taishang Xuanqing Dao Sect], but were ruthlessly wiped out by a passing foundation-building cultivator the next day...

Until Li Qinglin saw this message and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"The leader of Feixing Valley, Mu Feiyu, was assassinated by the independent cultivator Bai Boguang in the back mountain of the sect. The back mountain was destroyed in the battle. Including Mu Feiyu's wife, three people died. Feixing Valley fell apart overnight..."

Li Qinglin looked stunned.

It was because the intelligence indicated that Mu Feiyu seemed to have had a fire in his backyard and encountered a love affair.

Even Bai Boguang's origins were thoroughly dug up by those who were interested.

The childhood sweetheart in youth, the white moonlight in middle age.

One is a casual cultivator who has just established his foundation and bears a deep blood feud with the sect.

One is someone else's wife, who can only remain speechless while taking care of her husband and children.

"My goodness, this wave of pure love warriors fell to the ground..."

After figuring out the whole story, Li Qinglin couldn't help but sigh.

Then he quietly found a few Kun cultivators, wanting to experience the mystery of Xiaoyangtian.

Three days later, Li Qinglin, feeling refreshed, strode out of Fengmingzhai with his head held high.

"Laowan Prefecture is indeed an important place for immortals. This Xiaoyangtian method should be introduced back to Huainan Prefecture..."

(End of this chapter)