Time Traveling: The Ultimate Cultivation of Immortals

With such a powerful cultivation base of Phoenix, at this time, he felt a bit of God's oppression, "Wuwei, if I didn't know that Chuya was building a foundation, I would have thought that he was going through a catastrophe and entering the distraction period. All the living creatures in Qianli were scared away, it was spectacular!"

Wuwei raised his head and looked at the swirling clouds in the sky, "This is the way of heaven to build the foundation, influence the will of heaven, and send down thunder and calamity."

The ancestors of the nearby Xiaoyao Sect were all alarmed by the huge battle, and their spiritual sense was swept away, but they could only see the thunder calamity descending from the clouds, and the shining red light mask under the clouds.

"Who is doing there?" Apparently no one has an answer for them now.

Grandmaster Xiaoyao stood in mid-air, with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the mountain boulder, wondering what he was thinking.

The thunder calamity fell at intervals, and now it has reached the seventh path, and the spiritual energy sucked nearby has gathered into a state similar to a white mist, especially in the room, where Lan Chuya and Yun Ziqing seem to be bathed in a dense fog. In his aura, he could hardly see the person opposite him.

Yun Ziqing had been guiding the Qi of the Dao of Heaven to swim in Lan Chuya's body. At this moment, more than half of his spiritual power was exhausted, he was sweating profusely, and his lips had lost the color of blood.

When Lan Chuya's spiritual body solidified on the sixth level, a little golden light began to radiate around his body, absorbing spiritual energy faster, and the sense of stretching his meridians was stronger.

The sound of thunder echoed in his mind, bringing stronger impacts each time, making his whole body feel like it was going to be shattered, but he still persisted until an hour passed, when the time required for the sixth-layer spirit body to solidify, When there was only the last half of tea time left, the spiritual energy attracted from Lan Chuya's body moved even more violently.

When the seventh layer of spiritual body is solidified, the turbulent spiritual energy surges and pours into the whole body. It feels as if the world has changed at this moment. It seems that there are more colors and more spirits. And the most intuitive feeling was that he suddenly felt lighter in his body.

In a place that no one has seen, every time the thunder falls, a trace of heavenly energy will flow into Lan Chuya's body, and it will remain in his spirit body. It will not follow the trace of heavenly energy separated by Yun Ziqing. Wander between the two.

After accumulating seven times, the energy of heaven in his body has accumulated to a certain level, making him feel different from before.

Immediately after the eighth thunderstorm fell, Lan Chuya gritted his teeth tightly. This time his body felt torn apart physically. When the eighth layer of spiritual body first took shape, all the meridians in his body, all flesh and blood , everything seems to be smashed at this moment, but it is re-condensed.

When it was fully formed, an extraordinary aura erupted from Lan Chuya's body, and even at this moment, his physical strength increased crazily, surpassing the limit of the physical body that a condensing monk can possess, and directly climbed to the physical body With the degree of foundation establishment, the golden light around his body became more and more intense.

Soon the ninth thunder came.

This time, the aura in the room was almost liquefied and turned into water droplets. When it was absorbed into the body crazily, the surroundings surged at an even crazier speed.

Lan Chuya raised his head to the sky and howled, the moment the howling sound came out, the ninth layer of spiritual body took shape, and the clouds above his head flickered with thunder and lightning, and the loud noise echoed, creating a monstrous atmosphere.

At the same time, his body trembled, and an unworldly breath grew from his flesh and blood, pouring into his whole body. It felt as if all the flesh, all the meridians, and all the bones in his body were all at this moment, becoming unnatural. unusual.

Everyone nearby who could be alarmed was alarmed, and everyone was dumbfounded. Except for those close to Lan Chuya, no one knew that this was his foundation building, but seeing the nine thunders descending, some people guessed this way, but soon they themselves Overturned, the foundation of the Heavenly Dao needs the Qi of the Heavenly Dao, and that place is absolutely impossible.

A few hours later, Lan Chuya's ninth-layer spiritual body finally appeared steadily on the top floor, surrounded by golden light, like a golden man. The world around me seemed to be suppressed and shocked.

Nine layers of spiritual bodies, one layer is more magnificent, and endless spiritual power is emitted from the body, pouring into the whole body, at the same time, these nine layers of spiritual bodies are also fused at a very fast speed, and finally become a complete Dao foundation!

With the stability, an unprecedented sense of strength spread in Lan Chuya's body and mind. His spiritual power had never been so huge, and his energy had never been so abundant. The power of vitality is the embodiment of the increase of the power of cultivation.

The rapid advancement of spiritual power and physical strength, all-round toughness, brought about a different level of life. From then on, he was no longer an ordinary monk, but a truly super-ordinary monk!

Lan Chuya opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes flashed brightly. They seemed to be the same as before, but they were actually quite different. The most intuitive feeling was that those eyes seemed to be darker and deeper, "Ziqing, I succeeded in building the foundation." Already!"

"Chuya, congratulations." After Yun Ziqing smiled, he fainted due to exhaustion, Lan Chuya caught it, and waved Yun Ziqing to put on clothes, laying him flat on the bed, "Ziqing, take care of yourself." Rest." And he continued to use Xue Ling to improve his cultivation.

At this moment, the sky was gradually glowing with white light, the churning clouds at night had subsided, and the aura that had almost turned into white mist gradually dissipated, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened here.

However, Phoenix's mask was not removed. He noticed that there were too many consciousnesses gathered here, with good intentions, malice, curiosity, whatever, and he simply blocked them all. With him, there is no one in this place. There is a chance for snooping, but that's why, the more mysterious this place is, the more people want to know the secrets here.

At this time, in the Xiaoyao Sect and the disturbed sect, there were many scenes where the elders called the younger generation to the front for questioning, and they all asked the same question. Who was the person who caused such a big commotion last night?

Those who knew were told, and those who didn't know were sent out to inquire. All of a sudden, people flocked to the mountain near the boulders.

No surprises, with the red light mask, they can't find out anything, but there is no eternal secret in the cultivation world, there are always people who know, so after half a day, everyone knows the truth, Lan Chuya didn't even think about it It's normal to build a foundation, otherwise he wouldn't choose to build a foundation in a bamboo house.

Knowing that Lan Chuya established the foundation in three years, some people were so shocked that they almost fainted, and they didn't even believe it at all, but this had nothing to do with Lan Chuya, and whether they believed it or not was none of their business.

After Lingjun Patriarch knew about this, he looked relieved, this apprentice accepted him right, he earned enough face for him, and made him look good. When he comes to visit next time, he must give something to reward him.

And Dou Wanchao was in a complicated mood. He thought Ziqing was already the most talented, but he didn't expect someone better than him. After the anger, he quickly calmed down and became more determined in his mind. You can't stay with Ziqing.

As for Lan Chuya's good friends, they rushed over immediately, intending to congratulate him, but after learning that he was still in retreat, they left again. Because of Lan Chuya, they were all aroused in their hearts. encourage them to work harder.

In the room, Lan Chuya consumed snow spirits one by one until he consumed ten. He stopped after several hours. When he opened the door of the room and walked out, the sun set on the second day.

After Lan Chuya came out, the courtyard was completely silent, and there was no one there. He went straight to the kitchen.

The kitchen has been restored by An Huaizhi's techniques. As he said, the restoration is exactly the same. Lan Chuya stood at the door and looked up, then walked in.

Unexpectedly, An Huaizhi slept in the kitchen, sleeping in a water tank, that water tank was no ordinary water tank, it was made of ice, as beautiful as crystal, filled with crystal smoothies, and Decorated with several red, blue and pink flowers, it is like icing on the cake.

An Huaizhi turned into an ice turtle and lay on the ice sand in the crystal water tank. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head. The head of the ice turtle was a shrunken boy, "Congratulations, Chuya."

"Thank you." Lan Chuya was chatting with An Huaizhi while taking out Lingzhi from Qiankun Space to prepare dinner, "Why did you think of building a nest here?"

An Huaizhi said lazily, "I built this place with my own hands. I have a sense of belonging, and it's more suitable." The other rooms are already occupied, so it's not easy to occupy other people's rooms.

It was only then that Lan Chuya realized that he didn't seem to have arranged a room for An Huaizhi, but there was no room for him, "Then do you plan to continue living here, or build a new one?"

An Huaizhi suddenly jumped out of the water tank and turned into a boy, "Are you going to build me a room?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Lan Chuya secretly thought that he was talking too much, but he really wanted to change An Huaizhi's place of residence, "It's not troublesome to build a room, and we'll start building it after dinner."

An Huaizhi rushed over and hugged Lan Chuya's arm, and said excitedly, "Chuya, you are the best person in the world."

"Come on, I don't want to be the best good person, I'd rather be the worst villain." Lan Chuya pushed An Huaizhi's hand away, don't move, if Ziqing saw it, maybe he misunderstood something.

Unexpectedly, the weather is not beautiful, Yun Ziqing happened to come to the kitchen to look for him, but when he saw the two of them arguing, he glanced calmly, "Chu Ya, do you need help?"

Lan Chuya only felt that the air was cold, and then secretly said, "Ziqing, come here and help me wash these spiritual plants."

Yun Ziqing nodded, and walked over without saying a word. Chuchen's figure was out of tune with everything in the kitchen, but he stood in perfect harmony with Lan Chuya.

One of the ice turtles in Anhuai couldn't help shivering, and hid in a corner, thinking, he is much better than Yun Ziqing, but why is he so timid?

Afterwards, the kitchen was quiet, Lan Chuya was doing things silently, he wondered why he felt a little guilty when he obviously didn't do anything?

It was the arrival of Wuwei who broke the calm, "Chuya, congratulations."

Lan Chuya nodded, "My cultivation has improved, has yours improved?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Fenghuang, who came a step behind, sensed that there was something wrong with this remark. Wuwei's cultivation seemed to have stagnated at the current level. It stands to reason that even if Wuwei could not immediately restore his former peak cultivation Because, it hasn't changed at all, it's really strange, there must be something wrong.

The author's gossip: ps: I have a lot of things at home recently, and I can't update on time. I would like to express my deep apologies to the babies who support me.