Zhang Sidao was refining a second-level mid-level magic weapon in the back hall for someone, and he couldn't get away for a while. The low-level magic weapon that Chen Hongyuan was entrusted to refine was basically done by Zhang Sidao.
As for Chen Hongyuan's son, Chen Guangning, who is already in his mid-forties, he is ready to build the foundation wholeheartedly. He already has the foundation-building pills that Chen Hongyuan has accumulated over the past decades, and he is more than 30% sure of building the foundation.
After waiting all afternoon, Zhang Zhixuan had just finished a pot of spiritual tea and was slowly sipping it when he saw a burst of hurried footsteps coming from the back hall. Just by hearing the footsteps, he knew that the person coming was heavy and that he was a wide-bodied man.
Fat strong man.
Zhang Sidao has gained weight rapidly since he got married. After not seeing each other for several years, his appearance turned into that of a middle-aged man. In Zhang Zhixuan's image, the green and young nephew was already completely different.
At this time, his appearance was much older than that of Zhang Zhixuan who had established the foundation in his youth.
The appearance of monks during the Qi training period generally ages more slowly than ordinary people. Even a sixty-year-old monk looks like a forty-year-old mortal.
Normally, a monk who established his foundation before the age of forty would have a fixed appearance for almost a hundred years, and would slowly age after half of his lifespan.
For example, although Qingchan established her foundation at the age of thirty-six, her appearance is like that of a girl in her twenties and eighties.
Zhang Sidao is thirty-seven years old this year and has not yet reached the age of aging. His appearance has undergone such a big change, which also surprised Zhang Zhixuan.
Zhang Zhixuan had not seen him for eight years. The last time he came to Qingxuanzong was to solve Li Zhang's troubles, and by the way, he notified him of the news that Uncle Seventeenth had died in Chaoyin Mountain.
Seeing Zhang Zhixuan looking at him with a shocked expression, Zhang Sidao smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Fourteen, don't worry. In order to break through the ninth level of Qi training a few months ago, my nephew took a realm-breaking pill. I didn't expect that although his cultivation level
A breakthrough was made, but the physical body also aged for a few years."
After hearing Zhang Sidao's words, Zhang Zhixuan immediately hated iron and scolded: "It's stupid to be eager for quick success! You are not a three-year-old child, how dare you take elixirs of unknown origin? Now it has caused serious sequelae. When building the foundation in the future
It may not be without hidden dangers.”
Zhang Sidao smiled bitterly and said: "Breaking Realm Pill is a second-level elixir newly invented by the sect. Because the pharmacology of the pill is not yet mature, we can only use monks to take it to verify the effect.
In fact, dozens of monks in the sect have taken this elixir during the Qi training period, and it is said that there are no side effects. Moreover, taking this elixir not only costs no spiritual stones, but also rewards you with three hundred good deeds. That’s why I started from
The General Affairs Hall exchanged it for a spiritual elixir, but I didn't expect that after taking it, I encountered erysipelas very quickly, and I aged for a few years."
Zhang Zhixuan is an alchemist, in addition to spiritual doctors who specialize in treating difficult and complicated diseases for monks. People like them are considered to be the most knowledgeable people about monks' bodies. Just looking at Zhang Sidao, Zhang Zhixuan realized that something was wrong with him.
"Si Dao, maybe we have put too much pressure on you, which has made you eager for quick success. The human body is a treasure raft for monks to cross the river, and there must be no problem. The mysteries of the human body are very complicated, and even the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul monks may not be able to
I can understand everything. Your appearance has suddenly aged, and I am afraid that your physical body has been damaged. If you want to build a foundation, you cannot wait until you are sixty, you must find a way before you are forty-five."
"Uncle Fourteen, don't worry. My master has found Master Tian for me. He is an experienced spiritual doctor. He said there is no big problem with my body." Zhang Sidao obviously has great confidence in this master of Qingxuan Sect and does not think so.
Said with interest.
Seeing that Zhang Sidao was not taking it seriously, Zhang Zhixuan's face darkened and he said seriously: "Si Dao, although you joined the Qingxuan Sect, you are not under my control. But you are still considered to be the one I watched growing up. I am an alchemist.
Although he is not as good as a spiritual doctor when it comes to injuries and illnesses, he still has some insight into the vitality of monks.
The appearance of a monk is the manifestation of the vitality in the body. An old appearance is naturally a sign of insufficient vitality in the body. If you want to build a foundation, you'd better break through before the age of forty-five. In my opinion, even if you can succeed in building a foundation, this time
If your vitality is severely damaged, your life span may be reduced by forty years."
Seeing Zhang Zhixuan's serious words, Zhang Sidao's expression immediately changed, and his brows became a little worried. This kind of thing is something you and I agree on. If generations of monks hadn't tried the medicine on their own, how could there be so many prescriptions in the world.
Behind every elixir is the blood of generations of monks.
It is precisely because of the various sacrifices made by monks from generation to generation that the world of cultivating immortals will have more and more perfect elixirs and become more and more prosperous.
"Uncle Fourteenth, I'm afraid it's not enough good deeds to build a foundation before the age of forty-five?"
Zhang Zhixuan said: "Don't worry about this, let your Aunt Hanyan lend you some. After you build the foundation, you can repay it separately every year."
"But I'm not close to Aunt Hanyan, so she may not be able to help like this." Zhang Sidao lowered his head in shame and said weakly.
"Didn't I ask you to go to the elixir garden to see her more and establish a relationship in advance?" Zhang Zhixuan asked.
Zhang Sideo said helplessly: "I also want to have a good relationship with Aunt Hanyan, but she has a cold temperament and doesn't like talking to others. I went to the elixir garden to find her, but she couldn't say more than three sentences in the whole day.
It makes me really ashamed. But Aunt Hanyan is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, so sometimes she still gives me some care."
"Han Yan has a very good personality! Why is he as cold as an iceberg?" Zhang Zhixuan usually interacts with Han Yan and feels that it is normal. He does not agree with this evaluation.
Because Chen Hongyuan did not come back, Zhang Zhixuan went directly to the elixir garden to look for Han Yan.
It has been twenty-five years since Han Yan came to the Spiritual Medicine Garden. During these twenty-five years, her cultivation level has broken through from the second level of Foundation Establishment to the seventh level. Her position has also been improved year by year, and she is now the steward disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Garden.
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This huge elixir garden is now under the management of Han Yan. In addition to being responsible to Li Zigong, the elder of the General Affairs Hall, the disciples in the elixir garden are completely under the control of Han Yan.
Han Yan was very happy after not seeing Zhang Zhixuan for several years. She, Eona, stood gracefully outside the elixir garden. She looked at Zhang Zhixuan with a half-smile but said, "You haven't come to see me in several years. This time you come to the sect."
,Did you bring me a gift?"
"Bring it! Bring it! I came to see you, how could I come empty-handed?" Zhang Zhixuan took out a lot of specialties from the storage bag and handed them to Han Yan one by one.
Looking at these various specialties, Han Yan said with emotion: "Over the years, my family has finally breathed a sigh of relief. When I first came to Qingxuan Sect, Brother Nineteen came to see me every few years, and he was very shabby. A Qi practitioner
A ninth-level monk doesn't even have a second-level high-grade magic weapon in his hand.
But he still brought me the spiritual stones that his family had saved from between his teeth, hoping that I would exchange them for good deeds and exchange them for foundation-building pills as soon as possible. Unfortunately, I was young at the time and wasted a lot of spiritual stones in my cultivation. Compared to you
I have been cultivating steadily here for more than 20 years. Zhixuan, my family has been getting better and better over the years, and it is all your credit!"