Zhou Tong rushed all the way to the entrance in a state of embarrassment, got into the dark vortex, and appeared in the previous mountain range after a moment of trance.

Sensing the gazes looking at him from all around, Zhou Tong found the Xuanlingzong residence and flew there silently.

Seeing Zhou Tong's broken clothes and bruises, Xuanlingzong led a team of foundation-building monks, took out a pill and threw it to Zhou Tong.

"Thank you for your hard work, take this pill and go recover first!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhou Tong and looked at the entrance with a solemn face.

Zhou Tong bowed his hands in thanks, and found an open space to sit cross-legged.

Counting him here, there are only a dozen disciples in the qi refining period, and there is no sign of Yang Mancang.

This made my heart sink. Now there are two days left before the entrance to the secret realm is closed, and I haven't come out yet, so I'm afraid I'm in trouble.

"Hey! Boy, don't die! You are dead, and I have to avenge you."

Zhou Tong sighed softly, took the pill to calm down, and meditated silently to rest.

Two days passed quickly, and the disciples of various sects returned one after another, and Zhou Tong's face became more and more ugly.

Until the entrance to the secret realm was completely closed, there was still no sign of Yang Mancang.

"Dead? Why did he die?"

Zhou Tong only felt dizzy for a while, and his face was a little pale.

"Uncle, we lost a lot of disciples this time."

Foundation Establishment cultivator looked at the remaining twenty disciples with a very ugly expression on his face.

"Hmph! The five great sects are becoming more and more domineering, let's go! Go back to the sect first!"

The Golden Core cultivator of the Xuanling Sect cast a cold glance at those of the Five Great Sects, jumped onto the flying boat, and returned with his disciples.

On the flying boat, Zhou Tong smiled wryly as he looked at the storage bag that Yang Mancang handed over to him before entering the secret realm.

"Junior Brother Mancang, how do you tell me to meet Junior Sister Lin!"

The flying boat moved forward at a high speed, and soon saw the Xuanlingzong Mountain Gate.

In Zongmen square, the suzerain and Yiying elders were already waiting here.

Seeing that less than 20 people came back alive, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

The suzerain took a step forward and said: "You disciples have worked hard, the sect will not forget your dedication, don't worry, this time, no matter whether you succeed in building the foundation or not, you will join the clan, and your status is equivalent to that of inner sect disciples."

This kind of promise is not insignificant. Inner disciples and outer disciples have more authority. In addition to the missions, there will be additional rewards for the contribution of the sect every year.

Even if the establishment of the foundation fails, when there is no possibility of breakthrough, even if it goes down the mountain to prosper, the sect will take good care of its offspring. If it develops well and establishes a comprehension family, it can also be attached to the wings of the sect under.

Different from the strict hierarchy of the top sects in the world of cultivating immortals, the Xuanling Sect has never treated its disciples badly in this respect.

After mourning for those disciples who died in battle, the disciples who came back alive handed in their gains one by one.

The amount Zhou Tong turned in was neither too much nor too little, and it was considered a medium level among the dozen or so people. He was allocated two low-grade foundation building pills and five hundred sect contribution degrees.

It's just that Zhongtong doesn't have the slightest mood to think about this now. After everything is over, he flies back to the elixir garden with a heavy heart.

After handing over with Chen Ping, he locked himself in the room.

"With the strength of Junior Brother Mancang, even if he can't beat him, with the Dali Pill I gave him, at least he has a chance to escape. What happened? Damn, why did he die like this?"

Zhou Tong scratched his hair irritably, and there was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart.

Yang Mancang is one of the few friends he has in Xuanlingzong, and he will avenge this revenge for him no matter who it is.

After staying alone in the small black room for several days, after the anger subsided, he took the storage bag that Yang Mancang gave him, and flew towards Danxia Peak bravely.

Under Danxia Peak, Zhou Tong looked at Lin Yu who was floating towards him, not knowing how to face it.

"Junior Sister Lin! He's full of him..."

"Senior Brother Zhou, I know everything."

Lin Yu looked a little haggard.

"Junior Brother Mancang asked me to hand it over to you, please keep it, Junior Sister!"

Zhou Tong handed the storage bag to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's body trembled slightly, and she took the storage bag silently, her tears could no longer be controlled.

"Ugh!"

Zhou Tong didn't know how to comfort him, so he sighed helplessly.

After a long time, Lin Yu wiped away her tears.

"Let senior brother laugh."

"Junior Sister, please express my condolences, Mancang also does not want to see you so sad."

Zhou Tong said.

"Well, I see Senior Brother Zhou, it's nothing, I'll go back first."

"Okay! Junior sister, take care!"

Watching Lin Yu's leaving back, Zhou Tong let out a long sigh, and Yu Jian disappeared into the sky.

With his current strength, it is impossible to avenge Yang Mancang. It is so easy for thousands of monks in the secret realm to investigate the truth.

Even if the investigation is found, he has nothing to do with those people now.

There were 50 people there, and more than ten people came back. The news of such a high death rate made all the monks in the Qi refining period who paid attention to this matter very worried.

Zhou Tong, who returned to the Spiritual Medicine Garden, no longer cared about the outside world, nestled in his secret base, and devoted himself to alchemy.

A large amount of elixir was ripened and put into the alchemy furnace. Zhou Tong refined it tirelessly. Only in this selfless alchemy can all distracting thoughts be left behind.

Half a month later, Zhou Tong successfully refined more than ten top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills, dozens of middle-grade Foundation Establishment Pills, and nearly a hundred low-grade Foundation Establishment Pills.

Looking at these pills, Zhou Tong sighed helplessly.

"Junior Brother Yang, Junior Brother Yang, if you listened to my advice and didn't go to the secret realm, so what if you gave me a few Foundation Establishment Pills for you, oh! That's all! Wait for me to avenge you!"

With a wave of Zhou Tong's hand, all the foundation building pills were put into the pill bottle.

Sitting cross-legged for two days, I adjusted my state to the best.

A small spirit gathering array was set up with thousands of spirit stones to make final preparations for foundation establishment.

After swallowing a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, the powerful medicinal power dissipated, continuously impacting the dantian.

At this moment, white air rose from Zhou Tong's body, and his expression was neither happy nor sad, as if he was sitting down.

But his spiritual roots are too weak, even the medicinal power of top-grade foundation building pills can't make him break through in one fell swoop.

He swallowed one more without hesitation.

Time passed day by day, and after five days, it was not until Zhou Tong consumed seven Foundation Establishment Pills that the liquefied aura in the dantian stabilized.

Slowly opening his eyes, a powerful aura spread out, causing the surrounding aura to vibrate endlessly.

"This is the foundation building period?"

Zhou Tong carefully felt the changes in himself, and understood how big the gap between the foundation building period and the gas refining period was.

This is not a question of the amount of mana, but the improvement of the level of life.

It took another few days to stabilize the realm, and then Zhou Tong focused on the system attributes.

Sure enough, after breaking through the foundation building period, the three attributes can continue to be added.

In the foundation building period, his lifespan was increased by 400 years, making his life span directly exceed 600 years.

With a lifespan of more than 1000 years as a base, he did not hesitate to add all the longevity points accumulated over more than ten years to the three attributes.

Now his strength, spirit, and mana attributes have all reached the highest value in the early foundation establishment period, 206 points.

After hitting the limit in the early stage of foundation establishment, his bones began to change, and through internal inspection, he could faintly see pale golden lines.

A powerful aura that resembled an ancient ferocious beast rushed over.

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