When Zhao Xuanjing heard this, he laughed dumbly and said: "I know you are very angry, but you can't become fat in one go.
You haven't even succeeded in building a foundation, and yet you want to smelt such high-end precious materials. It's really unreasonable!
Let’s change the conditions! For example, I can give you at most two more foundation-building pills.”
"What's so rare about the Foundation Establishment Pill? I don't care about it. One pill is enough. Just wait, I will definitely be promoted to Foundation Establishment Pill in two months at most. By then, I won't be able to use Geng Gold or anything like that."
"Hey, you have so much confidence! Foundation building can't stop you?!"
"What's so difficult about building a foundation? Even if it's a golden elixir, it's not a problem." Zhao Sheng said disapprovingly.
"Okay, if you are ambitious, I like you!"
"I'm also very optimistic about myself." Zhao Sheng replied confidently.
Zhao Xuanjing was happy and suddenly reminded: "Having confidence is a good thing, but you are forgetful. Could it be that you have forgotten how much pills and monster meat you have eaten by yourself over the years. If you add them all together, your consumption by yourself is
It is much higher than the two foundations. Just based on this, how dare you open your mouth like a lion?!"
Zhao Sheng's momentum faltered, and he couldn't help but said aggrievedly: "Ancestor Mingjian, now the spiritual stones I earned from refining alchemy and drawing talismans are enough for my own cultivation, so I don't need to reach out to the family at all. You have to be aware of everything!"
What he said was true. As early as a year ago, Zhao Sheng was able to support himself and got rid of the fact of sucking the blood of his family.
The reason for providing two additional exercises is, firstly, to deepen the family heritage, and secondly, to allow more clan members to practice these two exercises.
As the saying goes, when everyone adds firewood, the flames will rise!
Every additional clan member who practices "Tian Yi Zhen Shui Dharma" and "Immortal Golden Body" means accumulating more cultivation experience.
In this way, it will be of great benefit to continue to improve the two exercises.
Only a fool would think of hiding it.
Zhao Sheng's pattern is very big.
He was never afraid of others learning from him, let alone those from his own family.
Besides, he doesn't reveal all good things to others.
Many new elixirs and talismans, enlightenment elixirs, "Star God's Thousand Hearts" and the second half of "The Immortal Golden Body" are all in his mind.
The second half of "The Immortal Golden Body" is about how to smelt the internal organs, and it also covers the core key points of the golden body, which involves the true text of the Great Dao "Jian".
This second half of the internal organs chapter, at least until Zhao Sheng passes away in this life, he does not plan to tell anyone else.
"Okay! I won't bargain with you. All the Geng gold belongs to you. I still have a piece of ice and fire copper, so I will give it to you, kid. I will write down the rest for now, and I will tell the people below to collect them carefully. In addition, I and
The family will not erase your contribution, just write down your great contribution first!"
"Thank you, ancestor, for the generous reward!" Zhao Sheng said with a happy smile.
"Well, don't forget what happened today."
"I know, it's just a lesson to the top eight. It's a trivial matter." Zhao Sheng looked nonchalant.
"You stinky boy, be careful of getting slapped in the face!" Zhao Xuanjing joked.
"Hehe, the person who can slap me in the face hasn't been born yet."
"What about me?"
"You don't count your age. I'm talking about the people after me. Before I was born, you had been living in the world for eight hundred years. Of course it doesn't count."
As these words of mutual ridicule gradually drifted away, the figures of the two people gradually faded away and disappeared under the dim sunset.
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Xinglong City has eight major urban areas: Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Dui, Xun and Gen.
Lihuo District is located in the east of the city and belongs to the residence of the Zhao family's eight shenzi veins.
At night, the moonlight is slightly cool.
In a Qinggang stone passage underground in Lihuo District, Zhao Yanqi walked forward with a solemn expression.
An hour ago, he suddenly received an order from his clan, ordering him to rush to the overweight room located in the third area of the underground city before midnight.
The warrant was unclear, and he didn't know why he was going where.
But he knew this might be bad.
People from other branches may not be aware of the mystery inside.
As a member of the Shenzi clan, Zhao Yanqi knew very well that that place was the home of a certain little monster in his clan.
"Could it be...?!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Yanqi was startled and suddenly had an ominous premonition.
After a while, he walked through the passage and turned into an eight-foot-wide red stone avenue.
This avenue is the main road in the underground Lihuo District. It is straight and wide, with countless runes on the walls on both sides appearing and disappearing, shimmering with the light of fire.
Not far away, Zhao Yanqi suddenly saw a tall and energetic man with a beard and a nine-foot-tall face coming out of a passage.
When the visitor saw Zhao Yanqi, he laughed and walked over.
"Haha, old man! It turns out that you have also received a warrant. Do you know what's going on?"
The bearded man is named Zhao Yanyong, and he is from the Renzimai tribe.
He came in third place in this speech contest. Zhao Yanqi came in eighth, so he was called Lao Ba.
Regarding the acting competition, Zhao has a recognized unspoken rule, that is, the top eight in the competition in the same year do not need to be named by seniority, but can be named by ranking.
"Third brother, I don't know either. We'll find out when we get there." Although Zhao Yanqi had a guess, he didn't say it out loud, but deliberately hinted at the lake.
"Okay, let's go and see what's going on there. Speaking of this competition, you're very unlucky to meet that pervert boss."
Hearing what he said, Zhao Yanqi couldn't help but recall the overwhelming water arrows, and couldn't help but sigh: "Who says it's not the case! How many people below the foundation can block the boss's baptism of storm?"
Having said that, a thin figure appeared in Zhao Yanqi's mind.
As we get closer and closer to the overweight room, the figure becomes clearer and clearer.
"The boss is a magic genius and has an extremely rare double spiritual root. We can't compare to such a gifted person. Our ancestors have blessed us with the ability to build a foundation!" Zhao Yanyong's tone was slightly dejected.
But what he said is correct. The Zhao family has eight top martial artists born every year, but the total number of foundation-building monks in the clan is less than thirty.
On average every year, sometimes not even one foundation is built.
What's more, those who can be promoted to foundation building are not necessarily from the top eight in martial arts. Other tribesmen can also build foundation if they are lucky.
"Who says it isn't?"
While they were talking, a rich old man with a big face and big ears walked up to the two of them and agreed with emotion.
"Fourth, you are different from us. Yizimai has accumulated enough points this year, and the Foundation Establishment Pill that I redeemed must be yours."
"Perhaps after a while, I will respectfully call you the clan boss." Zhao Yanyong looked at the fourth child, Zhao Deqian, with envy.
"Hey, I'll lend you some good words." The rich old man was not humble, and continued his words complacently.
Beside him, Zhao Yanqi secretly curled his lips in disdain and began to estimate that the good deeds he had accumulated over the years could not be exchanged for a Foundation Building Pill.
The Zhao Family Shanggong Hall stipulates that the exchange price for the Foundation Establishment Pill will be on the market every year, and it will vary from high to low, but it must be at least 20,000 good deeds.
However, he only accumulated a total of 14,000 good deeds, and was still short of 6,000.
According to this accumulation progress, it will take at least ten years to successfully redeem it. By then, he will be over seventy years old, and the probability of foundation building is very slim.
"We can't waste time like this. We must find another way. But six thousand good deeds are not a small amount. Where can I make up for it? Can I borrow a sum from the elders of my clan?"
While Zhao Yanqi was secretly planning to build the foundation, the three of them walked to a bronze door.
At this time, there were two people waiting outside the gate.
One of them has a stern face and an arrogant expression. He looks like a white-faced scholar in his thirties.
The other person was a middle-aged dark fat man, who was trying to talk to the white-faced scholar with a flattering look on his face.
Unexpectedly, everyone ignored him, but the fat black man was not discouraged and still smiled like a flower.
"Boss!" Zhao Yanqi and the others immediately stepped forward to say hello when they saw the white-faced scholar.
This person's name is Zhao Qingming. He is the first place in this competition. He is an outstanding person of the Qing family. He is only thirty-eight years old. He has achieved great perfection in Qi refining and is looking forward to building a foundation.
"Yes!" Zhao Qingming had an arrogant personality and just nodded lightly to the three of them, which was considered a greeting.
The three of them knew that each other's character had always been this virtuous, and they didn't feel dissatisfied.
They were very interested in this fat middle-aged black man.
"Degang, why are you here too?" Zhao Deqian, a wealthy old man, asked immediately.
"Brother Qian, if you ask me, I don't know either. I received the order from the clan elders, so I painted all over the place." The fat middle-aged black man touched his head and said with a clever smile.
The two are of the same generation and come from the same family. They are very familiar with each other and have a deep friendship.
Without further ado, the remaining people quickly arrived here.
At this time, the top eight actors were all present, which also made the middle-aged dark fat man and the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth particularly conspicuous.
The handsome young man's real name is Zhao Qinghua. He is twenty-three years old this year and has a third-level Qi refining level. He belongs to the same lineage as Zhao Qingming, and he is usually inconspicuous in the clan.
Because of this, the appearance of Zhao Qinghua made everyone even more confused.
"Lao Ba, you are from the Shen Zi Pulse. This is your territory. Tell me, what is the purpose of the clan ordering us to come here?"
Zhao Yanqi raised his head and looked at the person who was speaking. He had a big head, a thick neck, and a sturdy build. He turned out to be the second in the competition.
He was thinking about telling his guess.
At this moment, the bronze door suddenly creaked and opened a crack.
In an instant, billowing white steam surged out from the crack in the door, causing everyone's expressions to change.
Kaka!
The bronze door opened inch by inch, and high-temperature steam quickly spread into the passage.
Everyone's vision became clear, and a dojo with an area of nearly a hundred feet appeared in front of them. The dojo was very open, without any obstruction, and the ground was completely paved with fine iron.
And in the center of the dojo, a thin figure was sitting cross-legged with his back to everyone.
Wisps of white steam are continuously emanating from this person's body, coiling around his body, forming clouds of high-temperature water mist that will not dissipate for a long time.
"Now that you're here, come in!"
At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's hearts froze, but at this moment, Zhao Qingming suddenly sneered and said: "Zhao Qingyang, it turns out it was you!"
Although Zhao Sheng is unusually low-key in the Zhao family, since they both have dual spiritual roots, it would be difficult for Zhao Qing to not even know about Zhao Sheng's existence.
I don't know since when, the clan elder repeatedly mentioned the name Zhao Qingyang in his ears. At first, he hated him, but later he gradually praised him more and vaguely mentioned that he needed to work harder.
It can be said that Zhao Sheng has no reputation outside the Zhao family. However, in the words of some people in his clan, he has always been called "other people's children."
Zhao Sheng was hidden too deeply by the Zhao family and rarely appeared in front of others, so Zhao Qingming tried to compete with him, but always failed.
After Zhao Qingming finished speaking, he stepped into the dojo.
Suddenly, his expression changed, his body suddenly sank, he staggered, and almost fell down on the spot.
It wasn't until a layer of bluish light appeared on his body that he stood up straight again.
At this time, the other nine people also noticed the strange situation here, and immediately used their abilities to resist the gravity of this place.
The fat middle-aged black man was even worse. He sat down on the ground on the spot. On the contrary, the handsome young man Zhao Qinghua stood steadily without any abnormalities.
"Here...it's actually ten times the gravity! Tsk, tsk, this kid Qingyang is so...really powerful!" Zhao Yanqi's face turned pale, and then he exclaimed with joy on his face.
The overweight room they are in now was set up by Zhao Xuanjing himself.
There are seven more places like this built in seven other underground subdivisions.
The gravity array in the overweight room is derived from the Ksitigarbha sect. This array does not create supergravity out of thin air, but converts the weight of the thick soil layer above into gravity using an array method, generally ranging from one time to one hundred times.
The maximum limit of this overweight room is thirty times gravity, and usually only body-refining monks would enter this place to exercise.
Zhao Sheng had never practiced any physical training techniques. He could withstand ten times the force of gravity purely by virtue of his extraordinary physique.
A few years ago, he accidentally discovered that practicing under hypergravity could increase the speed of spiritual energy transformation.
And the greater the gravity, the faster the aura transformation speed.
Zhao Sheng once asked other people to experiment, but was surprised to find that he was the only one who behaved like this.
Others practice under hypergravity and improve even more slowly.
After much thought, he thought that this phenomenon might be due to the ancient fighting body.
Back to the topic.
In the Overweight Dojo, Zhao Sheng slowly stood up from the ground, turned around, looked at the ten "guests" casually, and reached out to take out an earthy yellow stone ball from his arms.
Inputting a spiritual power, the stone ball suddenly flashed a few times, a layer of yellow halo appeared on the surface, and the rune light chains in the halo flashed away.
Buzz!
After a clear sound, everyone suddenly felt light, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the magic light from their bodies gradually dissipated.
"Sorry, I was practicing just now and I was not thinking clearly at the moment. Please forgive me!" Zhao Sheng apologized with a pretentious expression.
"Humph, just pretending! What's the purpose of inviting us here?" Zhao Qingming sneered and asked first.
Zhao Sheng shook his head, stretched out his hand to disperse the mist around him, and then explained slowly: "It's not me who invited you here, but Patriarch Jing's wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged black fat man Zhao Degang suddenly shouted out loud: "What? It's the decree of our ancestors?!"
Others fared little better.
In their eyes, Zhao Xuanjing, who has been living in seclusion in recent years, is the real Optimus Prime of the family.
Everyone in the Zhao family respected Patriarch Jing extremely, almost like a god.
Zhao Yanqi asked subconsciously: "Qingyang, what is the purpose of our ancestors issuing this decree?"
"Uncle Qi, that's a good question."
Zhao Sheng praised the other party, then spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "Ancestor, you think I am inflated. So I came to you to teach me a lesson. Let me not always be arrogant and arrogant."
"There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world! Our ancestors indeed thought far-reaching." Zhao Yanqi subconsciously agreed.
At this time, others suddenly realized.
No one in the room was a fool. Except for the two people who made up the numbers and Zhao Yanqi, who were self-aware, everyone else immediately realized that the opportunity to stand out had arrived.