newbobooks Chapter 217 Big Tomb
Chapter 217 Big Tomb
Chen Yu nodded and said: "The lack of origin should only stop him at the Dan formation stage, there are other reasons for the slowdown in cultivation.
The fog monster feeds back to the monks, greatly speeding up the cultivation speed of the contractors.
Even if the body can bear it, the soul cannot stand it.
Think back to when you were trying your best to hunt monsters in order to win over your fellow disciples. Did you feel bored in the depths of your sea of consciousness?"
"How can this be explained?" The headmaster was eager to learn, and unknowingly left his seat and walked towards the direction of the spirit puppet.
When he came to his senses, he was less than ten feet away from the other person, and his face immediately showed embarrassment.
Chen Yu didn't take it seriously and continued, "The cause in the past is the result today. The past is done and there is no solution.
From now on, I can only warn my disciples not to be greedy and seek quick results. The fog monster is ultimately an external object, so you should focus on your own cultivation. "
The headmaster asked again: "When the disciples have achieved success in their cultivation, how can they break through the golden elixir?"
The implication is that he has secretly put himself in a backward position.
Chen Yu exhaled lightly and said with a smile: "I am also seeking the method of the golden elixir, why should I teach you.
But I have some guesses in my mind for you to enjoy.”
Everyone became more respectful, and most of the disciples dispersed.
After all, the sermons after the foundation is established are already very profound, and what they say are all human words, and no one can understand what they mean when put together.
Now when it comes to the method of making the golden elixir, I am even more confused.
The spirit puppet uttered a series of witty words: "Your sect used the fog monster to build the foundation, why not use the fog monster to build the golden elixir?
In my opinion, the so-called incompatibility between Taoism and Dharma should be resolved in this way.
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The early, middle and late stages of Qi Refining are divided into three levels each. Only when you reach the seventh level of Qi Refining can you contract the third fog monster.
According to my calculations, after achieving the foundation, one can contract three more heads, three for those who break through the middle stage, and three more in the late stage.
Before forming the elixir, prepare twelve great monsters in the late stage of foundation building, and perhaps they will be able to break through the barrier in one fell swoop."
These words were earth-shattering, and all the immortals seemed to be thinking about something, feeling both happy and sad.
The good news is that the method to achieve the golden elixir has finally been figured out, and my long-cherished wish has finally come true.
Although his future is blocked, there is still a lot of potential for the prosperity of his sect.
What worries me is how many resources are needed to train twelve fog monsters in the late stage of foundation building. I am afraid that even if I turn over the entire swamp, it will not be enough.
After three days of discussing Taoism, they suddenly saw a young Taoist riding a bear returning outside the mountain gate.
The Mizuwon Bear under him is the fifth-generation grandson of the great demon Pinyi and the most talented among his descendants.
The young Taoist himself is the fourth generation disciple of the sect's leader, and is also expected to be the future pillar of the sect.
The Taoist was very proud of himself as he had gained a lot from hunting monsters this time.
Among the three fog monsters that had signed a contract with him, Mo Dian’s cultivation level was the same as his, at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and his spiritual power was even stronger.
Hanban was at the sixth level of Qi training, while Xuancha was at the third level of Qi training when he left, and at the fourth level when he returned.
Because the three demons work together, they can often defeat the orthodox Xuanmen monks of the same level in a fight. This is also one of the advantages of the Nanhuai Sect's skills.
In a month and a half, the Taoist and the fog monsters obtained a total of two seventh-level Qi Refining monsters and thirty-five middle-level Qi Refining monsters.
He didn't even bother to kill any of the smaller demons in the early stages of Qi Refining.
The fog monster devoured a large amount of flesh and blood and fed it back to itself, and its cultivation level increased by one level.
After returning to the mountain to settle down for a few months, there is a great possibility that he will break through to the eighth level of Qi Refining.
As his thoughts wandered, the man and four monsters approached their mountain gate.
When hunting monsters outside, the communication talismans are thrown into the storage bag and will only be used when asking for help from elders.
He had not been home for a month and a half and had no idea that such a big event had taken place in the sect.
What was even more unexpected was that the Qi Refining Level 2 casual cultivator who had accidentally bumped into him a few days ago was now sitting at the top of the table in the late Foundation Establishment stage.
The masters and ancestors leaned forward and listened attentively, listening to the teachings like disciples.
Originally the Taoist still had some grudges, but was afraid that Chen Yu would take it seriously, but now he has no burden at all.
The other party is in the late stage of foundation building, and is at least two hundred years old.
If I couldn't condense the golden elixir, I would have died by the time I caught up with his level of cultivation.
If one achieves the status of a Golden Elixir True Lord, their identities will be so different that they will no longer have any intersection.
After the discussion, when Lingkui was about to leave, Nanhuai Sect gave him three small fog monsters.
Originally, he wanted to send a Qi Refining Level 9 monster directly, but Chen Yu chose a group of fog monsters that were born not long ago on the grounds that they were mature in intelligence and difficult to tame.
This is indeed the case. He doesn't care about the strength of the monsters. He just needs them to integrate into the space better.
The spirit puppet bid farewell to the monk from the Nanhuai Sect and traveled 100,000 miles to the edge of the swamp.
The entire mysterious swamp is 170,000 miles wide from east to west and nearly a million miles long from north to south, almost occupying the entire eastern bank of the swamp.
Apart from the Nanhuai Sect who practiced silently here, there were almost no traces of the human race.
The boundary between mud and water began to become clear, and the fog in the sky gradually dissipated.
After staying in the dim environment for several months, I felt as if I was in another world when I first came out.
The spirit puppet came ashore, and before him were vast green mountains.
With plains and forests interspersed, the chances of wild beasts turning into monsters decreased, and the number of human cultivators gradually increased.
According to the headmaster, monks from the Nanhuai Sect had also come here to look for immortal seeds.
The language and writing style here are very different from those of the country on Leiyangze. Chen Yu even spent several hours studying it until he mastered it.
The concentration of spiritual energy is at an average level, and martial arts are sometimes innate.
The spirit puppet traveled for seventy to eighty thousand miles and finally came across a sect of immortal cultivators.
With a sweep of his spiritual sense from afar, he only found a few cats, big and small, and the highest cultivation level was no more than the middle stage of foundation building.
I got closer and took a closer look, and it was just as I expected.
There is no Jindan background, it is just an ordinary small sect.
At most, they established a loose alliance with several other similarly powerful sects nearby to jointly guard against attacks by monsters.
This saves him from searching everywhere, and he can go to other immortals' residences based on the general direction.
Chen Yu sneaked directly into the mountain gate and collected seeds or rhizomes of a total of six kinds of spiritual medicines.
I haven't seen any valuable skills yet. This is the norm when exploring outside.
Then, seventeen thousand miles to the north, there is a mountain called Pingliang Mountain, and in the mountain there is a canyon called Qifeng Valley.
The mountains are high and the valleys are deep, and the legends of monsters and demons are known to everyone, young and old.
However, the terrifying and horrible monsters could not stop humans from entering.
It turned out that there were many birds and beasts in the Qifeng Valley. Over the years, a huge amount of excrement piled up into a mountain at the bottom of the valley.
For humans, if we allow this best agricultural fertilizer to be wasted by the weather, it would be a waste of resources.
Some mountain people carried manure out of the canyon and carved out a narrow path on the north side of the canyon.
The puppet stood on the main peak of Pingliang Mountain and had a panoramic view of the scenery in the valley.
Then he cast a spell and instantly reached the end of the valley.
I never thought that the tomb of a Jindan monk would be trampled by wild beasts and overgrown with weeds.
The farmer who was carrying manure had already left the valley. The spirit puppet mobilized all his skills and waved his hand to brush away the cover of the formation.
This is a second-grade superior concealment formation, but it is just an appetizer.
A large-scale tomb gradually revealed its tip of the iceberg, and the solemn gate showed that the tomb owner had an extraordinary identity.
The gap between the cultivators was huge, and Chen Yu could tell at a glance that this was the financial resources that only a Jindan cultivator could possess.
As for the stage above the Golden Elixir, it is probably even more difficult than this.
Before he could make any move, the aura in front of him suddenly changed.
A third-grade, low-grade formation set up with high-level spiritual objects may very likely last longer than the lifespan of the formation master himself.
The spirit puppet narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about how to break the formation.
The cultivation level he could mobilize was only the early stage of the Golden Core, which seemed to be the same level as the formation.
However, this formation has survived the long years without collapsing, and must have been built on the underground spiritual veins.
The spiritual energy is endless, and only by finding the base of the formation can you break it quickly.
The puppet's own pure spiritual energy is difficult to replenish and will hinder subsequent actions.
Thinking of this, Chen Yu began to explore and analyze the nodes of the formation.
Fortunately, there was no cultivator presiding over the formation, and he himself was also a third-level lower-grade formation master.