Returning to the familiar cave at the foot of the mountain, Xie Duanyang still couldn't believe that it would be so smooth and ordinary.
Yan Kuangge's imperial weapon brought him to the leader Wu Tao who was practicing calligraphy alone.
The "Huo Jiao Zhenren", who looked like a well-educated Confucian scholar, just put down the brush in his hand calmly, listened quietly to himself telling the story, and then asked a few simple questions.
It's so boring that you almost think you're dreaming.
Although Xie Duanyang also knows that his small Qi training monk is not a big deal to the leader.
But since it involves family members fighting each other and the Fu family, it should not be like this.
"Duanyang, don't underestimate the master."
Although Yan Kuangge failed to take that crucial step, he was neither humble nor overbearing when facing many pill-forming monks, and never lost his bearing.
However, when he mentioned Wu Tao now, his expression was extremely solemn.
"Master Wu's temperament is extremely calm, just like the boundless sea in the far north.
It looks calm on the surface, but if you don't take action, it will definitely be overwhelming and earth-shattering.
A hundred years ago, when he first took over the position of leader, his cultivation level was only in the late stage of pill formation, and it was the time when the Lieyan Ancestor was in retreat.
The demon cultivator who gathered evil ways thought that our divine weapon sect had no one, so he came to Mingyi Mountain with his sword to show his power regardless of life and death, but was killed by the martial master with a sword that turned into a rainbow and killed the demon cultivator in the middle stage..."
After briefly mentioning a few proud things in Wu Tao's life, Yan Kuangge said firmly.
"The Fu family has gone too far this time. It is impossible for the master to not break off a few of their claws."
Xie Duanyang was secretly speechless after hearing this. He didn't expect that Master Wu could be so fierce.
The late stage and the mid stage are just one sword strike.
There is a secret rumor among the strange sect that after joining forces with the mountain-protecting fire dragon that has been passed down from generation to generation by the sect, he can temporarily fight the Nascent Soul without losing.
"But none of this has anything to do with you.
Although the Fu family will never have the courage or ability to attack you in the sect, they are still very careful."
Yan Kuangge changed his voice and thanked Duanyang for his advice.
"Now that you have three foundation-building pills in your hand, and you have gained more experience in this trip, it is time to think about foundation-building.
If you fail to build the foundation, you are not allowed to leave the sect even half a step."
This was originally Xie Duanyang's plan, so naturally he would not refuse, he bowed and said.
"Disciple previously..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Kuangge knew what he meant and waved his hand.
"The Fight for the Dragon ended half a month ago, you are lucky.
Six people were selected, and four of them survived. Due to their merits, the sect granted them the Foundation Establishment Pill, but now they are all detained at my level.
They have already tried to find me several times, but I just ignored them..."
With that said, Yan Kuangge took out the Tao script and the Tao token and threw them to Xie Duanyang.
"When you take the Foundation Establishment Pill with them, don't use other quiet rooms. Just go to my cave and open the restriction."
This place where Xie Duanyang often comes and goes is not considered Yan Kuangge's real cave, it can only be regarded as a place where he refines his weapons.
His cave in the sect is actually deep in the Mingyi Mountains.
After all, although there are extremely broad superior spiritual veins in the volcano here.
But because of the entanglement with earth and fire, the aura still contains a hint of fire poison.
It's okay to stay here when refining weapons, but practicing here for many years and exhaling spiritual energy will make the monks extremely restless and the poison of fire will be intense.
Even those who practice the fire element technique are not immune.
Unless, like Master and Disciple Xie Duanyang, you have a magic weapon similar to the "Biling Pei" that calms the mind, calms the mind and expels dryness.
Or you can swallow special elixirs over many years to remove the fire poison and avoid accumulation.
Therefore, the caves of most of the monks who are disciples of the Divine Weapon Sect are actually built on the surface of the earth and scattered throughout the Mingyi Mountains.
Yan Kuangge's cave was handed over to him from the previous weapon-refining elder.
The density of spiritual energy ranks among the top five in the entire Divine Weapon Sect.
If it is not the other identity of the weapon refiner elder, then there is also the legacy of his master.
It must be taken back by the sect and given to other Dan-Jie elders.
Even so, if Yan Kuangge is still unable to form the elixir this time, Xie Duanyang will never think about being able to keep it after he passes away.
In fact, at the "Thousand Weapons Ceremony", several alchemy monks advised him to accept disciples, and this was not without reason.
Of course, you only need to know this kind of thing in your heart, and it is not convenient to announce it in public.
"Disciple thanks Master."
Xie Duanyang excitedly took the token, bowed and exited the door.
As for Yan Kuangge, he didn’t wait long.
He also wants to find the alchemy monks in the sect who are good at alchemy, and process the thousand-year-old blood spirit grass to prepare the elixir.
It's just that you must share some benefits with the other party.
"Xie Duanyang is out of the house."
Yan Kuangge had previously made quite a fuss, and had long since fallen into the eyes of many interested people.
Not long after he arrived at the sect's merit examination hall, the four monks who had received his message talisman came one after another and looked at him excitedly.
The person Xie Duanyang chose at that time had roughly the same cultivation level, and at the end he was at the peak of the eleventh level.
If the cultivation level is too low, even with the magic weapon he refined, it will be difficult to survive the Dragon Fighting Association and accumulate enough merits.
Three years later, even if these people have not reached the peak of qi training, they are still pretty much the same, with a minimum level of cultivation of the twelfth level.
"Metal, wood, water, fire."
Xie Duanyang glanced at it and recalled the attributes of the exercises practiced by several people.
Being swept away by him like this, the four of them couldn't help but tense up.
The "Fight for the Dragon" is divided into two sessions: Qi training and foundation building. The opponents they encountered were all of the same Qi training and cultivation.
However, during Xie Duanyang's trip, he personally beheaded a foundation-building monk, so naturally he had a faint evil aura.
The four of them were originally confident that they had escaped from the "Dragon Fight", but they also had a little resentment that Xie Duanyang had not returned from the trip, so the Foundation Establishment Pill had not been obtained for a long time.
Unconsciously, he put it away and his attitude became respectful again.
"Which junior brother who plans to retreat now to break through the Foundation Establishment can immediately follow the contract and receive the Foundation Establishment Pill."
Shaking the previously drawn up contract, Xie Duanyang asked with a smile.
The four of you looked at me, and I looked at you, with both movement and hesitation in their eyes.
They all want others to go ahead and explore the way for themselves.
Soon, someone started to move.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Hu Ning walked out first, clasping his fists and looking at Xie Duanyang.
"My younger brother wants the Foundation Establishment Pill, but I feel that the contract we made earlier is a little inappropriate. I wonder if my senior brother can be tolerant?
I am willing to make some compensation..."
Hearing his words, Xie Duanyang couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh?"
Although the Foundation Establishment Pill is in their name, it is now stuck in their own hands.
What other things does the other party have that can be used to calculate this elixir?
"How precious is the Foundation Establishment Pill, how come Hu Ning doesn't know it?
It’s just that this thing in my hand is not something that others can refuse.
Brother Xie, you might as well take a look and talk about it."
Hu Ning raised his hand and showed something, confidently saying.