Finally, as the final time approached, the foundation building incense gradually burned to the end.
"After so much preparation, are we still going to fail in the end?" Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes and murmured unwillingly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but take a breath.
At this time, as the fire on the foundation-building incense extinguished, the yin-yang pattern on the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron suddenly lit up. The thick white mist surrounding Yuan Ming immediately separated into two streams and flowed into his body.
In the nasal cavity.
Yuan Ming felt a burning sensation in his throat spread all the way down, entered his chest and abdomen, and finally settled in his Dantian.
The next moment, like thunder from the sky stirring up the fire on earth, the mana in Yuan Ming's dantian that was originally boiling finally broke through the shackles at this moment and achieved a qualitative change.
The clumps of mana began to condense and shrink continuously, as if some kind of magical extraction had been completed, until the essence shrank into a shiny transparent liquid drop by drop, and accumulated in the dantian.
"Tick tock, tick tock"
Yuan Ming first heard the sound of two water drops, and then his ears were drowned by the roar of a strong wind.
He only felt his eardrums bulging, and his whole body was surrounded by powerful waves of heaven and earth energy. The pores all over his body seemed to have opened up, greedily sucking in the gathered spiritual energy.
"Is this what it feels like to build a foundation with condensation?"
Yuan Ming only felt that his whole body was dizzy, as if he had drank a large jar of mellow wine and was wandering in the feeling of happiness.
And his body is like a puppet that operates on its own at this moment. It can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own without any control from him, transport it into Dantian, condense and extract it into a liquid, and gather it into the small pond there.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Ming's Dantian finally felt full and saturated. The state of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own was gradually lifted, and Yuan Ming's consciousness returned to normal.
He reluctantly woke up from that transcendental state and couldn't wait to check his Dantian, only to find that all the mana stored in it had condensed into a liquid state, as if it had accumulated into a glistening lake.
In terms of the total amount of mana alone, it has increased more than three times compared to his Qi refining stage. As for the purity of the mana, it is even more different.
In fact, by completing the foundation building with the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, Yuan Ming's own magic power is not only purer than that of ordinary monks of the same realm, but also at least half as many as those of monks of the same realm.
This gave him an inherent advantage when facing monks who were also in the early stages of foundation building.
At the same time, Yuan Ming felt that the power of his spiritual consciousness had nearly doubled, as Xiying said that day.
By the time the breath adjustment was completed and I successfully exited the customs, it was already the early morning of the third day.
Yuan Ming opened the door of the quiet room feeling refreshed and saw Master Xuanhua sitting on a stone bench in the yard with his back to him.
His shoulders were slumped downward, and he seemed a little discouraged.
Yuan Ming knew it in his heart and knew that most of the foundation building had failed.
Foundation building is a major hurdle on the road to spiritual practice, and it is only right that most people can't get through it. If he hadn't had the Stealing Heaven Cauldron to increase the effectiveness of the Foundation Building Incense, it's still unknown whether he could have succeeded this time.
Feeling the footsteps coming from behind, Master Xuanhua turned his head and looked over.
Seeing the calm expression on Yuan Ming's face, with no hint of joy or sorrow, he subconsciously
I thought Yuan Ming had also failed.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, foundation building is not easy. Although I have refined the foundation building incense, I cannot guarantee that it will be foolproof. You should not worry too much. We will look for materials in the future and continue to refine it." Xuanhua
The real person comforted Yuan Ming first.
"Um...fellow Taoist Xuanhua, I succeeded in building the foundation." Yuan Ming coughed lightly and said.
Master Xuanhua paused after hearing the words, looking at Yuan Ming in disbelief, his eyes widened.
Seeing that he was silent, Yuan Ming had no choice but to say: "To tell you the truth, I only succeeded after trying three times."
He deliberately said it one more time to show how difficult it was for him to build the foundation.
Unexpectedly, Master Xuanhua said with a bitter look on his face: "This is also my third time."
"The third time, what about the previous two times?" Yuan Ming asked in surprise.
"The Foundation Building Pills I obtained after spending all my wealth ended up in failure. My talent is really bad, and my luck... is even worse." Master Xuanhua said helplessly.
After finishing speaking, he forced a smile and said: "At least you succeeded, fellow Daoist Yuan. This is enough to prove that the foundation-building incense I refined is no problem. In the future, with this skill, I won't be afraid of not being able to eat."
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"That's exactly what it means."
When Yuan Ming heard this, he could only apologize with an embarrassed smile.
"Fellow Daoist Yuan... I should call him Senior Yuan. What are your plans for the future?" Master Xuanhua asked.
"There is no need for this between you and me." Yuan Ming said with a smile.
"On the road of cultivation, those who have achieved greatness are respected. The higher the level of cultivation, the higher the level of seniority. This is common sense." Master Xuanhua is extremely serious.
"No, we are still Taoist friends. I plan to set off soon and travel alone." Yuan Ming said.
"Okay, I also plan to leave Xuanhua Temple and travel around to look for opportunities." Master Xuanhua nodded.
"Where are you going, fellow Taoist Xuanhua?" Yuan Ming asked.
"Go to the Southern Territory of Southern Xinjiang, and maybe even go to the South China Sea Islands. It is said that there are many overseas cultivators there, and they are also rich in some special spiritual materials that are not found in Southern Xinjiang and the Central Plains. Many of the ores are refined
The spiritual incense can be used." Master Xuanhua said with longing flashing in his eyes.
"Take care along the way. I was able to successfully build the foundation this time. It is inseparable from the help of fellow Taoist Xuanhua. I have succeeded in building the foundation of all four spiritual roots. Don't be discouraged."
If Yuan Ming hadn't obtained the materials this time, he would never have been able to make the Foundation-Building Spirit Incense, and he also helped him get out of trouble. To say he was kind, it was actually Yuan Ming who was more kind to him.
He looked thoughtful, and after a long time he took out a cyan book and handed it to Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming took a closer look and found that it was the incense-making secret book that Master Xuanhua cherished so much, and he was immediately surprised.
"Fellow Taoist Xuanhua, what are you doing?" Yuan Ming asked.
"Senior Yuan, you are more talented than me. You are also talented in making spiritual incense. Now that you have successfully established the foundation, your lifespan is longer than mine. You will have more time to study this in the future. I don't want to wait for myself.
After the body dies and the Tao disappears, this secret technique is lost. So I hope you can make good use of this secret book and truly carry forward the spirit incense." Master Xuanhua said sincerely.
Yuan Ming was at a loss for a moment.
"Keep it, don't let me down." Master Xuanhua put the secret book into Yuan Ming's hand and warned him.
"I will not let you down." Yuan Ming clasped his fists and solemnly responded.
After saying that, Master Xuanhua seemed to have untied some knots in his heart, and asked Yuan Ming to treat him to a banquet, so that he could have a good meal and not come back until he was drunk.
So Yuan Ming summoned Qingyun Crane and took the old Taoist Xuanhua to the nearby city. They found an ordinary restaurant and asked for a private room...
Two days later, Yuan Ming said goodbye and left, continuing his journey back north.
Just as he said, Master Xuanhua left Xuanhua Temple and headed south.
Seventy-eight days later, Yuan Ming rode a crane and soared in the sky. After establishing the foundation, Yuan Ming's mood was completely different from when he first came to Yue. He leisurely held the secret book presented by Master Xuanhua in his leisurely hands and read it endlessly.
He was a little dazzled by the various spiritual incense with different effects recorded in the book. He couldn't help but feel itchy, and wanted to try to refine one or two.
While passing through a small market along the way, Yuan Ming also bought a batch of materials there, and then he walked and stopped while refining some spiritual incense with special effects. When he passed by a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, he dropped it and stayed for a while.
How many days.
In addition to the incense, mist incense and beast-inducing incense that he made by mistake before, he also refined some Qingxuan incense, requiem incense that assists in meditation, and nourishing incense that has certain therapeutic effects.
Body fragrance.
In addition to the above, there are also some incense in the book that have special effects like the Foundation-Building Incense, but the requirements for materials and craftsmanship are more stringent and cannot be refined by Yuan Ming at the moment.
Two months later.
In the middle of Vietnam, outside a small city built near the intersection of two rivers.
Yuan Ming was wearing a blue robe, holding the edge of the bamboo hat with one hand, looking up at the not-so-high city gate tower in front of him, and read out the name on the plaque: "Hekou Town".
"It seems that the source of the epidemic is here." Yuan Ming sighed and looked inside the city gate.
I saw two vermilion doors opening and closing there. There were no soldiers holding the door. There was only a scrawny old man in dirty clothes at the base of the city wall, leaning there half-dead.
Yuan Ming stepped forward and leaned over to check. He was already very angry and was likely to die soon.
He shook his head, took out a pill, and wanted to put it into the old man's mouth to breathe again, but the other man didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. Even if he could barely open it, he might not be able to chew it.
Already.
The old man's eyes were dull and his expression was indifferent. It was obvious that he had lost the desire to survive.
Yuan Ming had no choice but to put away the elixir, walked past the old man and entered the city.
He came to the vicinity of this river mouth town three days ago. Large-scale plague broke out in several adjacent market towns and villages.
Yuan Ming did not let it go, but took some action to help eliminate the epidemic in the surrounding area.
After some inquiries, I learned that the place where the epidemic first broke out was this abandoned "Hekou Town", where the epidemic first appeared and the situation was the most serious.
Other market towns originally offered help, but found that they could not contain it at all, and had no choice but to give up.
Without foreign aid, Hekou Town could only allow the situation to worsen, to the point that most of the city's population died, and the remaining people just continued to wait for death, with no hope at all.
The local government was unable to take care of it, and no Immortal Cultivation Sect was seen taking action. Yuan Ming couldn't bear it for a moment, so he came here.
If he hadn't seen it, that would be fine. Now that he had seen it, he wanted to save these mortals, otherwise he would not be able to overcome the hurdle in his heart.