Fang Xing actually thought about it and took the inferior foundation-building pill first. Anyway, relying on the Wanhua Cauldron, it is enough to upgrade this inferior foundation-building pill into a genuine one! Then he would go into seclusion to build the foundation, wait until he became a foundation-building monk, and then come to trouble the ancestor of the Zhou family. But that would be a bit late, and I always feel that my ideas are unclear! "You let me take the Foundation Establishment Pill and leave. Aren't you afraid that if I succeed in establishing the Foundation in the future, I will come to take revenge?" Fang Xing asked coldly. Zhou Yuantong was stunned, and then replied: "Not to mention that the probability of building a base with a bad foundation-building pill is much lower than that of a genuine one. Even if you are lucky enough to succeed, I will kill myself for poor performance, and then apologize heavily. In Ziyuan Immortal City, I still have some connections and a thin face..." What's more, by then, the Zhou family might have two foundation-building monks. "As expected, he is an immortal cultivator. He does everything regardless of the consequences. He should do it first before talking about it..." Fang Xing smiled: "That's all, I think you still have some bottom line. For the sake of leaving me a bad foundation-building pill, I will only kill you guys this time. I don't have to go to Purple Green Pond to kill you again." The house is full!”
"You want to destroy my Zhou family?" The rough and powerful man who had perfected his Qi training was furious. He was about to blast out a high-grade purple thunder cone in his hand, when his expression suddenly changed! I saw a red light like fire, suddenly emerged from the alchemy room, and swept across suddenly! The power far beyond the first level made Zhou Yuantong change his expression: "Binghuo Divine Thunder?" As soon as he swiped the cattail leaf fan with a spiritual weapon level in his hand, an unusually thick cyan light curtain appeared, firmly protecting him. Second level - Bing Fire God Thunder Talisman! This was naturally performed by Fang Xing. And, it's not to kill, just to buy time and cover up. The lightning swept across, and the original alchemy room collapsed, countless bricks and tiles shattered! On the other hand, a fiery red light curtain also emerged from the alchemy furnace, blocking the thunder. The astonishing mana fluctuations rippled far away, and were completely blocked and absorbed by the earth-yellow light shield inside Zhou Mansion... making it look no different to the outside world. "Second-level Fire God Thunder Talisman? If this talisman is your trump card, it would be too arrogant." Zhou Yuantong waved his hand lightly and hit the cattail leaf fan, and wind blades and fire dragons appeared one after another. The wind helps the fire! The fire dragons suddenly became more rampant, baring their teeth and claws, and rushed towards Fang Xing! Under the attack of the foundation-building monk, any Qi-training monk would only turn into ashes! Hoho! Amid the roars of dragons and tigers, the fire dragons all over the sky condensed at the same time, and then exploded into wisps of blue smoke. "you……"
Zhou Yuantong saw a young man wearing strange clothes standing in front of Fang Xing. Just now, the other party slapped those fire dragons away. "Second-level physical cultivation?" His expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and the silver-white token appeared in his hand: "Zhou has offended a lot this time. I am willing to apologize and ask fellow Taoist..." While talking to buy time, Zhou Yuantong was also very confused. He has obviously activated the 'Thick Earth Formation' to cover the entire Zhou Mansion. Where did this second-level physical cultivator come from? Why doesn't he have the slightest aura of magic power on his body? This breath-containing technique is really amazing! Zhou Yuantong began to regret in his heart. With such inheritance and second-level physical training protection, this qi-training monk indeed has a good background. He was mistaken and shouldn't have done so many tricks. But it was too late now. I could only hope that I could hold off the other party, and then let Xiaoliu and others take down the qi-training monk, so that the two sides could still negotiate... Just when Zhou Yuantong activated the power of the thick earth formation and prepared to suppress Fang Xing himself. Just listen to two chichi sounds! The two laser beams passed through the shield of the magical weapon and melted the heads of the two late-stage Qi-training monks of the Zhou family, turning them into two headless corpses and falling to the ground. "Uncle Liu?" Zhou Xin exclaimed, she didn't expect that the foundation-building seeds at home would die like this? laugh! Under firearms, all living beings are equal. Fang Xing immediately fired another shot, making a big hole in Zhou Xin's chest. "Ah...you dare to kill my heir?" Seeing this scene, Zhou Yuantong's eyes couldn't help but burst with tears. He poured all his mana into the silver token and waved it gently at Fang Xing himself. Boom! An earth-yellow mountain phantom appeared in the void, pressing heavily on Fang Xing. He opened his big hand, and the second-level spell began to condense, and he was about to take away Fang Xing's life. "A mere mountain dares to suppress me?" But suddenly he heard a long laugh. Fang Xing's body shimmered with golden light, as if he was wearing heavy gold armor. Two points of golden light shone in his eyes, and his back stood up like a dragon. Carrying a mountain on one shoulder!
Boom! The ground shook, and the surrounding formation nodes emitted overwhelmed wails. "Quasi third-level physical cultivation?!" When Zhou Yuantong saw this scene, he immediately regretted why he had to covet this foundation-building pill: "Fellow Taoist, please forgive me, Master Ziyuan and I are..." Hoho! Accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers, the terrifying martial arts will rushed directly into his sea of consciousness, causing the foundation-building monk to fall into a trance for a moment. Fang Xing himself stepped out in one step, as if he had shrunk to an inch, and came to the ancestor of the Zhou family. He stretched out his fingers and slapped him with one palm! Snap! The true energy shield that Zhou Yuantong condensed with the liquid mana of the foundation-building monk instantly shattered. Fang Xing kept palming the old guy's face with his palms, denting the boyish-looking face. Bang! Zhou Yuantong's body flew backwards and hit a ruined wall. The surroundings suddenly became silent. "Sigh... I just want to cooperate honestly in making alchemy, why are you forcing me to take action?" "The atmosphere of monks in this world is really unbearable..." Fang Xing shook his head and came to the alchemy furnace. After losing its master, the aura above the alchemy furnace dimmed instantly. Fang Xing's Immortal Cultivation clone fumbled a little, injected a little magic power, and made the alchemy furnace roar. A certain secret compartment opened, and a blue elixir flew out. It was a genuine foundation-building elixir! He touched Zhou Yuantong's body again and took out the inferior foundation-building pill. "Both of these two pills can be taken into the Wanhua Cauldron to be warmed and nourished. At that time, there will be one top-quality pill and one genuine pill... I took the top-grade pill myself, and there is also a genuine Foundation Establishment Pill, no matter where I go. It’s all hard currency...haven’t you seen a foundation-building ancestor die for it?” Fang Xing sighed, and then started working, no, touching the corpse. The bulk of it is naturally the ancestor of the Zhou family. Not only does the storage bag contain hundreds of middle-grade spiritual stones, but there is also a cattail leaf fan with a middle-grade spiritual weapon level and a red pill furnace. "This second-level alchemy furnace probably cost a lot of spiritual stones..." Fang Xing was a good person, so he immediately took out the bronze ring and put the alchemy furnace in it. Otherwise, the capacity of an ordinary storage bag in the world of immortality would probably be difficult to hold. In addition, several qi-training monks are also considered wealthy. There are even two storage bags! "As expected of a family cultivator, he is just wealthier than a casual cultivator..."
The storage bag is a rare item. If you sell it as stolen goods, you can get back a lot of spiritual stones. According to Fang Xing's estimation, most of the Zhou family's wealth is actually here. "Alas...this is not what I want." After cleaning up the Zhou family's mansion and leaving no chickens or dogs behind, he came to the gate and saw an unusually thick layer of earthy yellow light covering the entire mansion. "The second-order thick earth formation is famous for its defense..." Fang Xing himself was a little eager to try, and wanted to punch again to see if he could completely destroy it. But he felt that there was too much movement, and it would be bad to attract the law enforcement monks and even the real Ziyuan. Although he was justified in killing people, the local monks were always unreasonable and only focused on strength and connections. The cultivator clone flipped through it casually and took out a silver-white token. After a little input of mana, a lot of information emerged. "Sure enough, this token is the control center of the thick soil formation..." Ordinary cultivators are not formation masters and only have the ability to set up formations. If they want to flexibly control formations, they cannot do without the assistance of this kind of forbidden token. After Fang Xing eliminated the brand of the Zhou family ancestor, he completely refined the token and could control the thick earth formation. He immediately turned off the formation, then dug everywhere in the Zhou family's mansion, digging out three earth-yellow formation disks and sixteen formation flags. "I almost walked away with the treasure... This set of second-level low-grade thick earth formations with complete set of equipment is worth at least 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones..." After putting away these formation flags and formation disks, Fang Xing walked out of Zhou Mansion, feeling quite like he was in another world. "So, where to go now?" He thought for a moment: "We might as well... just build the foundation. Anyway, you can start building the foundation at the ninth level of Qi training. With the foundation building pill and my Tianlingen, I'm sure..." If we change to another place, we may not have the second-level spiritual vein environment here. Fang Xing brought him to the City Lord's Mansion, where he was responsible for renting out the land in the cave. "Does this fellow Taoist want to rent a cave?" The steward who manages this place is surnamed Wang. He is a late-stage Qi practitioner. It is said that he is a close confidant of the city lord. When he was young, he tried to build a foundation once, but it failed. His vitality was severely damaged and his path was cut off. He has been managing the leasing business of the city here. He is a good person. Smart and capable. "Bring me a cave with second-level high-grade spiritual energy." Fang Xing threw out a few middle-grade spiritual stones. "Fellow Taoist, are you trying to attack the foundation?" Manager Wang's heart trembled, and he cupped his hands and said, "I would like to congratulate fellow Taoist fellow Taoist in advance on the success of foundation building." "I accept your good words." Fang Xinggong cupped his hands, took the cave token, and came to the cave of the second-level high-grade spiritual energy.
This cave is located near the city lord's palace, surrounded by spiritual energy like mist, which is definitely not comparable to the first-level caves on the edge. Boom! Fang Xing used the cave's token to open the thick stone door, and saw that the aura inside the cave was richer than the outside world. There were living rooms, meditation rooms, gardens, etc. Although the furnishings were simple, they were very antique. After taking a few glances, he immediately nodded with satisfaction and sealed the cave with the token. "If it were other immortal cultivators, they would definitely have to set up a protective formation in the cave, but I don't have to." The cultivating clone looked at his true self, smiled slightly, and entered the practice quiet room, preparing to adjust his state and attack the foundation. If someone breaks in by force, there is only the word death! Fang Xing yawned and sat cross-legged in boredom, waiting for the clone to succeed.