"One month and five days?" Zhang Heng was a little surprised and confused when he looked at the symbols displayed on the retreat sign.

It is not a shocking thing for a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage to go into seclusion for a month, but if he can enter a meditation for a month like Zhang Heng and has no particles, it will cause doubt.

After all, the Qi Refining Period is still in the category of low-level monks, and the gap with ordinary mortals is not big, and it has not yet reached the level of fasting. If an ordinary Qi Refining Period monk wants to stay in seclusion for such a long time, he must prepare some fasting pills.

Zhang Heng did not take the next fasting pill during this seclusion, but practiced for a month in one go, without any pause during this period.

After sighing slightly, Zhang Heng guessed that this must be the effect of the perverted skill, or it may also be related to the mysterious jade tube in his mind.

While sighing, Zhang Heng did not dare to neglect and walked towards the place where the ancestors were.

After walking out of his own courtyard, Zhang Heng found that the situation outside was different from usual.

Because Zhang Heng lives in the place that is exclusively for inner disciples, it can be said that 90% of inner disciples live here, and a few female disciples live in other places.

In normal times, a considerable number of the inner disciples here are in seclusion. After all, they are all inner disciples, and they are all extremely qualified. No one will obey each other in normal times. Only by using their strength to measure everything, so the competition is quite fierce, so there are not too many inner disciples you can meet here.

But today, Zhang Heng frequently encountered some inner disciples on the road, and even met a disciple who reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Stage. This person was named Yuwen Lin. Most of them were in seclusion and could actually meet this person on the road.

"Senior Brother Yuwen, where are you going?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but ask curiously. Although Tang Feng is not very popular in the inner sect, most people still know him.

Yuwen Lin glanced at Zhang Heng, without hiding the contempt in his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Go away."

Dutian Castle.”

If he is an ordinary inner disciple, he may not dare to speak to Zhang Heng in such a tone, but Yuwen Lin, as the genius who is most likely to advance to the foundation-building stage among the new generation of Fengxing Sect disciples, could not sell Zhang Heng's account at all.

Looking at Yuwen Lin's back as he left the spiritual weapon, Zhang Heng was not angry at all, but showed a thoughtful expression on his face. Yuwen Lin did not go to seclusion to attack the foundation-building period, but instead ran to the "Dutian Castle". Is there anything going to happen in the sect?

Dutian Castle is the closest market to Fangyun Mountain for cultivators to trade with each other. It is about a few hundred miles away from Fangyun Mountain.

At this moment, a voice came: "Senior Brother Tang, are you going to Dutian Castle? Why don't we set out together?"

The visitor was Wu Ling, who was recruited by the inner sect recently. He looked at Zhang Heng with a smile on his face.

Zhang Heng asked in confusion: "Why are you going to Dutian Castle? What happened in the sect?"

Wu Ling looked at Zhang Heng with a weird look and said in surprise: "You don't even know about the 'Fang Yun gathering'?"

"Well, I'm in seclusion recently and don't know much about the outside world."

Wu Ling immediately showed a sudden expression: "So that's it, but senior brother, you are really amazing. You have been in seclusion for a month. I guess you have improved a lot, right?"

Zhang Heng also did not deny that he had indeed improved, but on the surface he was still a cultivator in the early stage of Qi Refining. At most, the other party thought that his cultivation had improved a little, and nodded and said, "I did understand something when I went into seclusion this time, but what did Fang Yunji you mentioned do for?"

"The three sects on Fang Yun Mountain will hold a competition for the third generation of disciples. All disciples who enter the top three will receive a top-grade spiritual weapon, and the first person can also obtain an additional foundation-building pill."

The top-grade spiritual weapon? Foundation-building Pill? Zhang Heng was also moved when he heard these two things.

You know, even ordinary foundation-building cultivators may not have a top-grade spiritual weapon in their hands. However, Fang Yun gathered to take out ten top-grade spiritual weapons, which were rewarded to the third generation of disciples.

As for the foundation-building pill, it is even more precious. The foundation-building pills that have now fallen into the cultivation world can be said to be very few, and most of them are controlled by those major sects. For casual cultivators or some small sects, the foundation-building pills are even legendary elixirs.

The foundation-building pill can greatly increase the chance of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage's impact on the Foundation-building Stage. For ordinary spiritual roots, if they enter the Qi Refining Stage, the chance of successfully hitting the Foundation-building Stage is about one-tenth. Once they take this foundation-building pill, there is about one-third of the chance of successfully building the foundation. As for those with talented spiritual roots, as long as they have the Foundation-building Pill, they are basically 100% advanced foundation-building stage.

From this we can see that the foundation-building pill is so despicable that Fang Yun gathered this time, and he was really determined to take out such a thing? Zhang Heng thought to himself, this is probably not as simple as a competition.

After inquiring about some news about Fang Yun's gathering with Wu Ling, Zhang Heng came to the residence of the ancestor.

There are three ancestors in Fengxing Sect, whose cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building and is over 100 years old, and whose cultivation is unfathomable.

Since Fengxing Sect does not have cultivators in the Killing Physical Stage, the arrangement of generations is different from that of the Xianyun Sect. In Fengxing Sect, the Qi-inducing Phase and Qi-refining Phase belong to the third generation, the early to mid-stage foundation building period belong to the second generation, and the late to the foundation building period belong to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building belong to the first generation.

A long time ago in the world of cultivation, the Qi-induction and Qi-refining period belonged to the same stage and were divided into the entry stage. The so-called entry refers to not being a true cultivator. Therefore, today's cultivation sects habitually classify the disciples of the Qi-induction and Qi-refining periods to the same level.

The ancestor behind Zhang Heng's surname is Ouyang, and Zhang Heng doesn't know what his name is. Master Ouyang can be said to be the oldest in Fengxing Sect, and has been over two hundred years old.

After coming to the ancestor's cave, Zhang Heng greeted the boy outside the door and went in. This shows how Zhang Heng's position in the heart of the ancestor. If it were someone else, not to mention a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage, even a uncle-born disciple in the Foundation Establishment Stage would not have such treatment.

As soon as he entered this cave, Zhang Heng smelled a fresh smell of medicine. Zhang Heng was not very surprised about this. Master Ouyang planted many precious strange flowers and plants in this garden.

When passing through this garden, Zhang Heng couldn't help but pay attention. He inadvertently checked whether the spiritual herbs and flowers could be used to practice perverted skills by himself.

However, after observing it, Zhang Heng was slightly disappointed. The strange flowers and plants in this garden were basically not suitable for him to "refining" with the perverted exercises. Because the heavenly and earth treasures required for the perverted exercises contain the essence of heavenly and earth and are over a thousand years old, and most of the flowers and plants in this medicine garden are not considered as heavenly and earth treasures, let alone thousands of years old.

After a while, Zhang Heng walked to a simple wooden house and stood in front of the wooden house. Zhang Heng said respectfully: "My younger brother Tang Feng greets the ancestor."

"Don't be polite, come in." An old voice came from the room, as if he was still coughing slightly.

Zhang Heng walked into the wooden house calmly, but he was very cautious. After all, he was not the real owner of this body. Perhaps if he was not careful, he would reveal some flaws. The old guy in the house was a hundred years old.

When I walked into this wooden house, I found that the style inside was very simple, the most conspicuous one was the black alchemy furnace and the bookshelf that had been around for a long time. There was nothing special about it.

An old man with white beard and silver hair in the wooden house was sitting on a cushion, with his eyes closed, as if he was practicing some kind of martial arts, and he could see the purple mist from his head.

Zhang Heng was not in a hurry to speak and was waiting silently beside him.

After about half a stick of incense, Old Ancestor Ouyang vomited a breath of turbid air and finally fell on Zhang Heng's face. His eyes were filled with a terrifying light. At the same time, a sharp aura came from his body.

The pressure of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Period fell on Zhang Heng, causing him to breathe, as if a thousand-pound huge rock was pressing on him.

"Who are you? Why did you occupy his body?" Old Ancestor Ouyang's words fell into Zhang Heng's chest like a thunder.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but be shocked. Old Ancestor Ouyang actually saw through his identity? Is he going to die here?
Chapter completed!