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Chapter 79 Foundation Building

When building a foundation, there are three passes and three difficulties.

The three levels are the magic power level, the physical body level, and the spiritual awareness level.

The three difficulties are pain, itching, and suffering.

Based on Zhang Zhixuan's current situation, his spiritual consciousness is far superior to that of ordinary people, and his magical power is deeper than that of ordinary monks because of the purple temperature of the morning sun nourishing his Dantian. In addition, his physical body has not suffered any fatal injuries, and he is still somewhat certain about establishing the foundation.

If the three levels test the monk's talent, then the next three difficulties will test the monk's perseverance.

Generally, when monks are building their foundation, they take various auxiliary elixirs in order to overcome these three levels and three difficulties.

In ancient times, monks did not have so many auxiliary elixirs when they broke through the foundation building stage, so they relied on their own magic power and perseverance to hold on.

Although their mortality rate is much higher than now, once the ancient monks established a foundation, their mana, spiritual consciousness, perseverance and other abilities will be greatly tempered. Once they fight, they will have a great advantage.

Although these auxiliary elixirs can stabilize the mind, close the five senses, strengthen mana, and break through bottlenecks.

But Heaven is the Lord, and without the experience of fighting with Heaven when building the foundation, the rewards after building the foundation will be far less than before.

Just as Zhang Zhixuan was waiting for the best opportunity, he suddenly felt a rush of heat and his magic power seemed to be more abundant than usual.

Zhang Zhixuan looked up and found that it was now the fifth day of May, three quarters past noon, which was almost the hottest time of the year.

Zhang Zhixuan practices the Fierce Fire and Yao Jin Jue, which mainly refines the spiritual energy of fire and metal, and the day and time of the solstice is the best time for him to build a foundation.

Zhang Zhixuan had an idea and immediately took out a pill of Wangyue Pill and drank it.

As soon as the elixir entered his mouth, he felt a violent force of the drug pass from his throat into his Dantian. As soon as this violent force of the drug entered his Dantian, Zhang Zhixuan felt a strong pain, as if all the muscles in his body were torn apart.

Zhang Zhixuan endured the severe pain and tried his best to refine the violent medicinal power. Every time he refined a little medicinal power, the magic power would increase a little. More and more mana power not only broke through all the major acupoints in the body, but finally the excess mana power gathered in

In the Dantian.

Zhang Zhixuan only felt a sharp pain in his dantian, as if someone had stabbed him continuously with a sharp knife.

In the heart.

Zhang Zhixuan felt dizzy for a while, as if he had fallen asleep, and suddenly there was a feeling of letting go in his heart.

It was as if a voice kept telling him that this was just a dream.

Let it go!

let it go!

If you are a good person, why should you suffer like this?

As soon as he puts it down, the dream will wake up, and he can return to his peaceful and happy past life, completely leaving this cruel and bloody world.

Zhang Zhixuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of scarlet blood flowed down his throat into his Dantian. He pushed open the dark door in his mind and dispelled his nightmare.

The violent mana hit the meridians, and the severe pain hit Zhang Zhixuan's heart violently. Zhang Zhixuan seemed to feel that every inch of his muscles was being torn.

He endured all kinds of pain and kept circulating his magic power, concentrating it into his Dantian.

At this time, in Zhang Zhixuan's invisible body, wisps of purple energy floated out of the Dantian, constantly warming the Dantian that was about to be torn apart.

There is more and more purple energy, eventually covering the entire Dantian.

The Dantian rotates slightly, and each time it rotates, it increases by one point.

The Dantian expanded three times, absorbing the excess mana scattered in the body one by one. All the mana was gathered in the Dantian, and the Dantian kept rotating, converting the gaseous Qi into liquid Qi.

Zhang Zhixuan endured the pain and finally passed the first difficulty.

He slowly sent the true energy in his Dantian into each acupuncture point, and felt a strange itching all over his body.

This feeling seems to be fixed in the bone marrow.

Accompanied by bursts of itching, Zhang Zhixuan's body excreted drops of sweat, which exuded a vomiting stench. With the discharge of these impurities, the itching feeling became slightly lighter.

Slowly, Zhang Zhixuan stopped expelling impurities, and the itching feeling passed.

By this time, his clothes had already been wet with sweat.

Zhang Zhixuan knew in his heart that he had overcome the dilemma and only left the last hurdle. After passing this hurdle, he could successfully build the foundation.

The last difficulty for monks to build the foundation is called "suffering". This level does not ask about talent, magic power, or understanding and perseverance. It only asks whether the monk's determination to seek the Tao is firm.

While Zhang Zhixuan was waiting hard for God's test, he had already completed more than half of his practice of the Fierce Fire and Yaojin Art.

It turned out that he had already passed this level when he was about to lose consciousness.

He was not fascinated by the consciousness in the dream, and what he experienced for the first time was suffering

Zhang Zhixuan opened his eyes and washed the dirt on his body several times. He didn't stop until there was no smell.

By this time, he already knew that he had succeeded in building the foundation.

Zhang Zhixuan easily used his magic power and found that his magic power had tripled. He gently opened the dusty cave door and happily went to find the clan leader Zhang Leqian.

In order to facilitate his own retreat, even though Qingchan was very worried, he still obeyed and left the cave and temporarily lived in the cold pool where the clan leader retreated.

When Zhang Zhixuan appeared in the cold pool in the back mountain, Qingchan's expression suddenly changed. She ran over with surprise and hugged Zhang Zhixuan tightly.

Looking at Qing Chan, whose eyes were red, Zhang Zhixuan smiled easily and said: "Don't worry, I promised you that you will come out of seclusion safely, am I someone who doesn't keep my word?

You have grown up, how appropriate is it to hug and cuddle like this?"

Qingchan smiled, shook his head vigorously, and hugged Zhang Zhixuan tightly, as if he was afraid that he would disappear at any time.

"Okay, the patriarch has seen it and will make him laugh at you." Zhang Zhixuan touched her head helplessly, but found that she had grown up long ago and was no longer the same person as she was when she was a child.

Perhaps he was really afraid of the patriarch's teasing, so Qingchan released Zhang Zhixuan forcefully.

The two of them followed Zhang Leqian into Zhang Leqian's cave. Seeing Zhang Zhixuan's success in building the foundation, Zhang Leqian laughed heartily and said: "I know that good people have their own destiny. Your success in building the foundation today is the biggest happy event for the family in the past hundred years. We must celebrate it well."

Ichiban.”

"Third uncle, don't rush to celebrate now. I have established the foundation now and there is no more follow-up exercises to practice.

Uncle Nineteen, there are only exercises for the Qi training period, and you don’t know what to do with the next exercises?" Zhang Zhixuan rubbed his hands and said nervously.

Cultivation of Kung Fu is the foundation of a monk. Very few monks will sell Kung Fu to avoid others discovering flaws in the Kung Fu and find targeted methods of restraint.

Even ordinary casual cultivators rarely teach their own skills to others.

Even if a family like the Zhang family has been cultivating immortals for hundreds of years and has foundation-building monks remaining in every generation, it is impossible to collect all the cultivation techniques of all attributes.

Once the family does not have a foundation-building technique that suits him, Zhang Zhixuan will make other plans and find a technique that suits him as soon as possible.

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