Chen Mobai slowly opened his eyes, feeling the almost overflowing liquid spiritual power in his Dantian Qi sea, and couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.

With the help of the qi-replenishing spiritual water from the Immortal Sect and the sufficient spiritual energy from Xiaonan Mountain, he had already cultivated the Pure Yang Scroll to the ninth level of foundation building half a year ago.

And the reason why I haven't come out of seclusion since then is because I am practicing the key to the Pure Yang Rolling Pill - the Pure Yang Dharmakaya!

Through the continuous supply of mid-grade spiritual stones over the past four years, his Pure Yang Dharma Body has finally reached the level of the Six Yang Body.

At the moment when the Six-Yang Body was completed, the Six-Yang Divine Fire Mirror, which was already his natal magic weapon, began to shine with unprecedented brilliance.

From now on, Chen Mobai can maximize the power of this third-level magic weapon even if it has not yet formed a pill.

However, because the quality of his spiritual power is still not as good as that of a pill-forming monk, the full power of the Six Yang Divine Fire Mirror cannot last long for him.

But even so, Chen Mobai was still very excited.

After practicing the power of this magical weapon, he took out the spiritual instrument from his storage bag, injected a burst of his own spiritual power, and then looked at the numbers that appeared on the screen.

[Spiritual roots: 23 gold, 46 wood, 17 water, 81 fire, 14 earth].

When he saw the value of the Fire Spirit Root, an indescribable touch surged deep in his heart.

He remembered that before he got the turtle treasure, even if he practiced hard after school every day, he was still not as talented as those two-spirited geniuses who were lazy at work.

Only one-tenth of the spiritual energy he tries to absorb will be converted into his own five-element spiritual energy, and the rest will escape from the body.

But now, it is completely different.

Between breaths, more than 80% of the spiritual energy will be condensed into pure Yang spiritual power.

This is the speed of Tianlinggen!

After the Fire Spiritual Root exceeded 80 points, Chen Mobai could finally legitimately say that he was a genius.

Even if he is placed among the Four Great Courts, his current spiritual root attributes are among the top ones.

To achieve such an achievement, Chen Mobai knew very well what the key was.

He glanced around the futon and on the ground inside the wooden house. They were all covered with dried mid-grade spiritual stones. A rough count showed that they were about three or four hundred pieces.

But even with the help of these spiritual stones, Chen Mobai still felt that his speed in cultivating the Pure Yang Dharmakaya was a bit slow.

According to his expectation, the Six-Yang Body should be completed around the same time as the ninth level of Pure Yang Scroll.

The actual progress was half a year later than he imagined.

However, if other cultivators of the Pure Yang Volume knew that his Pure Yang Dharmakaya had made such rapid progress, their mentality would probably be unbalanced.

After his spiritual roots changed, Chen Mobai instinctively wanted to go to the secret realm of the sacred tree.

But when his consciousness left his body, he saw Zhuo Ming at the foot of the mountain, so he temporarily called the second disciple up.

"Meet the Master."

Zhuo Ming also looked happy when she saw Chen Mobai and saluted him.

"How is Xuan'er doing in retreat?"

Chen Mobai stacked up the messenger talismans outside the cloud formation, looked at them one by one, and at the same time asked Zhuo Ming about his little apprentice.

"Junior sister, she has been in the training room of Shenmu City since she obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill. There is no news yet."

Although Chen Mobai used the phaseless doll to deduce that the probability of Luo Yixuan building a foundation is more than 50%, but after all, it is related to whether he can reach the sky in one step. Luo Yixuan, who has always been confident in himself, is also worried about gains and losses. After two years, there is still no news.

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I don’t know if you took the Foundation Establishment Pill, or did you say that the Foundation Establishment failed and you don’t have the face to come back?

"Forget it, let her go."

Chen Mobai has already taught his three apprentices his foundation building experience, as well as the spiritual whirlpool and other tricks in detail. Next, he can only rely on himself to undergo the transformation process of taking the foundation building pill, and there is nothing he can do to help.

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"Master, the fifty acres of green jade spiritual rice that I planted before have all matured, but because it is the second-level spiritual rice, those harvesting puppets seem to be unable to cut it."

Zhuo Ming immediately spoke about his troubles. Chen Mobai completed the Pure Yang Scroll and the Body of Six Yangs, and was in a good mood, so he went down the mountain.

The rhizome of the green jade rice is thick and hard. The blades of those agricultural puppets used to harvest the fire rice will become chipped after a few cuts. Even if Zhuo Ming replaces it with a new one, it won't last long.

"It seems that it needs to be improved in the future."

As Chen Mobai spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull off the lid of the yellow gourd at his waist, and then an orange-red stream of light crossed the spiritual fields in front of him from left to right like a red line.

As if cut with an invisible blade, all the green jade rice was cut neatly and fell to the ground.

Only the densely packed rice roots were left, spliced ​​together into large square spiritual fields.

Zhuo Ming couldn't help but look shocked when he saw Chen Mobai's almost miraculous sword energy.

This is a realm of swordsmanship that she will never reach.

"Put away this green jade spiritual rice first, and then put some of it on the shelves in the shop. You can also take some for your own consumption. This thing is very good for your practice of Jiu Ren Dharma Body."

While Chen Mobai was talking, he took a handful of rice, crushed the husks off with his hand, and filled a big bag.

When Zhuo Ming started to call the mortals in Xiaonan Mountain to come over and sort out the green jade spiritual rice, Chen Mobai also went to Meng Hong with the newly planted second-level spiritual rice.

Without the support of the former head, his green jade rice would not have been so easy to grow.

Now that there are results, it is natural to make him happy.

"Okay, okay, I really saw you right."

Meng Hong, who was originally fishing, found out about this and immediately put down his fishing rod, took the mountain spring water himself and started cooking rice.

The taste of green jade spiritual rice is actually average, a bit rough and dry, but the spiritual energy contained in it has truly reached the second level.

Meng Hong ate it in his mouth, his eyes red with excitement.

He knows best what role the second-order spiritual rice can play for a sect.

You must know that even at the peak of the Five Elements Sect, most of the second-order spiritual rice taken by the foundation-building monks came from large chambers of commerce outside the Eastern Wilderness.

It is precisely because of not mastering the core technology of spiritual rice cultivation that the high-grade spiritual stones mined by the Shenmu Sect and even the entire Eastern Wilderness were basically confiscated by several large chambers of commerce outside the Eastern Wilderness.

After having this green jade rice, Meng Hong had already thought that in the future, the foundation-building monks of the sect, and even the Qi Practitioners, would be able to strengthen their blood and break through the realm more easily than them.

A large pot of green jade rice with an ordinary taste was eaten clean by Meng Hong alone. After eating, he took Chen Mobai to the Changsheng Wood to pay homage to Patriarch Fu.

"Okay, okay, this is a heavenly achievement for the sect!"

Fu Zongjue was able to see even more profoundly from the green jade spiritual rice. He believed that this was the immortality teaching spiritual planting method that Chen Mobai obtained from the secret realm of the sacred tree, and he was even looking forward to higher-grade spiritual rice.

Only sects that can master third-level and fourth-level spiritual rice can produce Nascent Soul monks from generation to generation.

"Go and call Chu Zuoshu."

Fu Zongjue thought about the future where Jumuling Ridge would be full of high-level spiritual rice. Considering his level as an alchemy monk, he was somewhat rosy-cheeked and excited. He was about to summon the twelve departments of the Three Palaces to start promoting the cultivation of green jade spiritual rice throughout the sect.

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"yes."

After Meng Hong heard this, he immediately went to the Shenmu Temple to convey Fu Zongjue's will.

"Is there anything you want? The complete method of planting second-level spiritual rice. Even if I contribute millions to the sect, I still feel that I cannot express your great contribution to the sect."

Fu Zongjue held a handful of green jade rice and looked at Chen Mobai with increasing satisfaction. He felt that smoke was rising from the tomb of ancestor Hunyuan. How could their lineage have received such an outstanding disciple?

"Then let's use one million spiritual stones. It's best to replace them with high-grade spiritual stones. This way, the number will be smaller and it will be easier for the disciples to pretend."

Chen Mobai immediately hit the snake with a stick and agreed according to Fu Zongjue's words.

He originally planned to use this green jade rice to improve the overall quality of Shenmu Sect disciples.

After all, after he forms the elixir, this will be his sect. The stronger the sect is, the easier it will be to collect medicinal materials and minerals in the future.

Moreover, contribution points and the like are still not as substantial as spirit stones.

If he had another hundred high-grade spiritual stones, he would have the resources to cultivate his Pure Yang Dharmakaya to the Eight Yang realm.

Moreover, Chen Mobai heard from Zhou Shengqing that the sect still owed the ancestor millions for his contribution.

"You guys are not polite at all."

After hearing this, Fu Zongjue couldn't help but smile bitterly.

But even after he said it, he could only pour out a hundred crystal-clear high-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag in distress.

"Thank you, ancestor, for the reward. This disciple will work harder in the future and strive to cross-breed and cultivate third-level spiritual rice."

"Hey, did you make this second-level spiritual rice yourself? It's not from the Immortality Cult."

Fu Zongjue looked surprised after hearing Chen Mobai's words.

"Yes, from breeding to breeding and crossbreeding, my disciples and I have all done it ourselves. This green jade rice can be said to be the fruit of ten years of hard work of our Xiaonanshan lineage."

Chen Mobai told the truth, and before he knew it, Zhuo Ming had been his disciple for ten years. The little monk who knew nothing in the past has now become the backbone of Xiaonan Mountain's spiritual cultivation.

"You kid..."

After Fu Zongjue heard this, he looked shocked. He thought Chen Mobai had directly obtained the immortality teaching's spiritual cultivation method, but he didn't expect that he had cultivated it from scratch.

This fact shocked him, a pill-forming monk.
To be continued...