Chapter 327: Thunder Seed Is Fully Developed, Quasi-Late Stage Combat Power!

Three days later, the door to the training room opened.

A tall, graceful female cultivator walked out with a smile.

I saw that her whole body was filled with magic power, and her movements were full of energy.

"Congratulations, you successfully established the foundation!"

Zhou Xun, who was standing outside, smiled faintly.

Song Yiqing successfully built the foundation. She was only fifty-five years old at this time, and there was still a lot of time in the future. If she could break through to the peak of foundation building before the deadline, she might still have a chance to hit the core formation.

If you don’t ask for the real elixir, even if it is a fake elixir, you can still live to five hundred years!

As soon as she came out, she saw Zhou Xun's figure. How could she not know that Zhou Xun had been standing outside the door of the practice room to protect her during this period.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel warm in my heart, and my eyes looking at Zhou Xun were also full of obsession.

‘My husband still treats me so well! ’

Suddenly, facing Zhou Xun's half-smiling expression, his face turned slightly red, making him look even more charming and charming.

"Yiqing, you have established the foundation now, then..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xun felt a body rush towards him and stop him.

If the beauty has such good intentions, Zhou Xun will naturally not ruin the scenery.

Besides, it was also the first time for him to experience Song Yiqing who was in the foundation building stage!

Immediately, he picked up Song Yiqing and strode towards her boudoir.

After Zhou Xun walked in, the door closed automatically.

After that, it was another sleepless night.

The next day, Song Yiqing was lying in Zhou Xun's arms, with a flush on her face that had not yet dissipated.

"Husband, Qing'er is where she is today, thanks to your support!"

This sentence was sincere. Without Zhou Xun's full support, how could she, a low-grade spiritual root monk, have the chance to break through and become a foundation-building monk at the age of fifty-five.

"You and I have been together for many years, there is no need to be so polite!" Zhou Xun tightened his grip on Song Yiqing.

Song Yiqing has been staying by his side since he established the foundation, and it has been nearly forty years now.

He was also well aware of Song Yiqing's affection for him, so he fully supported her, and Zhou Xun was also willing to do so.

When he has the ability, Zhou Xun is also willing to do it if he can bring some benefits to the people around him and change their original destiny.

"By the way, although you have broken through the foundation building, you can't relax in your cultivation. You are only fifty-five years old now. If you can cultivate to the peak of foundation building in the future, how can your husband be stingy with a pill-forming spiritual object!"

Suddenly, Zhou Xun seemed to have thought of something and warned the beauty beside him.

"Pellet formation?"

Song Yiqing was stunned when she heard these two words.

She already felt extremely lucky to be able to build a foundation. As for "building a core", she had never thought about it, nor did she dare to think about it.

"Can I still be able to form elixirs one day? I have a low-grade spiritual root!"

"It's a blessing to be able to build a foundation. If you want to build a core, how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures will be consumed!"

Song Yiqing thought about it for a moment and knew that it must be an astronomical number.

I am afraid that even for Zhou Xun, the current True Pill cultivator, it is not that easy.

Otherwise, why is it that Master Baiyun has established Baiyun Immortal City for many years, but in the end there is only one fake elixir, Master Yufeng Liu Bo'an.

The dozen or so disciples he had accepted before ended up regretting their death and stopped building foundations.

You know, whoever can be noticed by Master Baiyun and accepted as a disciple is not extremely talented.

Such a person can't form an elixir, let alone his low-grade spiritual roots.

The two have been together for decades. Zhou Xun guessed what Song Yiqing was thinking when he saw her expression.

His face immediately turned serious and he pretended to be angry:

"So what if you have low-grade spiritual roots? In the world of immortal cultivation, there are so many people who have low-grade spiritual roots and finally condense the Nascent Soul and become a true king!"

"Besides, if you have the full support of your husband, there will be no difficulty in cultivating to the peak of foundation building!"

"At that time, if you look for an opportunity to attack the core formation, you may be able to break through in one fell swoop. Even if you fail, I will kill a third-level monster for you,"

"Take the demon elixir and refine it with you to make a fake elixir, and you can live up to 500 years."

"Is it possible, Yiqing, that you don't want to stay with your husband?"

"How come? For Qing'er, it's great to be able to stay with her husband for one more day!"

Seeing that Zhou Xun was angry, Song Yiqing quickly explained.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but have wild thoughts about Zhou Xun's words.

‘If I am really lucky enough to break through the core formation, wouldn’t I be able to accompany Zhou Xun for five hundred years! ’

This is almost the longest lifespan of a monk in the Eastern Wasteland in thousands of years!

After all, no Nascent Soul monk has appeared here for thousands of years.

Five hundred years is the shackles of the longevity of the Eastern Wasteland monks. At most, they can take some longevity pills to increase it.

Thinking of this, Song Yiqing's eyes lit up, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fighting spirit, and said decisively:

"Don't worry, husband, I will definitely train hard and reach the peak of foundation building as soon as possible!"

Time passed, and soon, the news that Song Yiqing successfully built the foundation spread among Zhou Xunmen's subordinates.

To celebrate, Zhou Xun decided to hold a foundation-building celebration for her.

According to Song Yiqing's intention, there was no big deal and only a small number of people were invited.

Apart from Zhou Xun's few apprentices, there were only Fang Tianlun and his wife, Lin Xiuyin, and several children of the Song family.

The island in the middle of the lake is Song Yiqing Cave Mansion.

"Congratulations, Master, for successfully building the foundation!" Zhou Jinsong and others congratulated Song Yiqing.

"Here are five bottles of second-grade low-grade Qi Condensing Pills, which are most suitable for monks in the early stages of foundation building. Please don't dislike them, Master!"

With that said, Zhou Jinsong took out five pill bottles and placed them on the table.

These five bottles of Qi Condensing Pills, together, are worth thousands of spiritual stones, enough for Song Yiqing to last more than ten years.

Fang Tianlun and his wife presented a top-grade magic weapon, which was made by Fang Tianlun himself.

It was mixed with magic weapon materials, which was very good.

Even Wang Shun presented 500 spiritual stones.

His cultivation was only at the ninth level of Qi training, and his family was not rich. It was very rare for him to be able to take out 500 spiritual stones.

As for the Song family, they directly presented 50 medium-grade spiritual stones and promised to give 500 spiritual stones every year in the future.

After all, it was visible to the naked eye that Zhou Xun would surpass Jin Hong Zhenren in the future and become the biggest supporter of their Song family.

And their connection with Zhou Xun depended on Song Yiqing.

At this time, Zhou Xun came to Song Yiqing's cave.

"Meeting the Master/Island Master!"

As soon as they saw Zhou Xun, everyone stood up to greet him.

Zhou Xun laughed and went straight to Song Yiqing and sat down.

Then he patted his storage bag, and several spiritual lights flew out and landed on the table in front of him.

One second-grade superior escape talisman, one defensive talisman, and two attack talismans that have been nurtured to perfection.

There is also a bottle of second-grade inferior recovery pills, violent pills, and healing pills.

These things are enough to allow Song Yiqing to escape smoothly when she encounters danger.

Unless she encounters a cultivator in the Jindan stage, there is no problem with safety.

Moreover, Song Yiqing never goes out. She stays in Wangchuan Lake on weekdays and basically has no use for these treasures.

"Thank you, husband!"

Time flies, and half a year has passed.

On this day, a hundred miles away from Wangchuan Lake, a blue spiritual light flew towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Arrived above Wangchuan Lake, and then dived into the water.

A moment later, this figure appeared in the practice room at the bottom of the lake.

It was the incarnation who went out to collect the power of heavenly thunder.

After a year, the power of heavenly thunder in the thunder pool was finally filled.

"Finally back!"

The incarnation smiled slightly and went straight into the practice room.

In the room, the main body held a talisman pen and drew the talisman with great concentration.

In the past six months, Zhou Xun's main body has been making talismans in addition to cultivation. As for other cultivation arts, all of them have stopped.

He wants to improve his skills to the quasi-third level as soon as possible.

Then, he can try to refine the treasure talisman!

He was very jealous of the talisman array that could directly resist the late stage of the Jindan.

"If we can successfully replicate the talisman array, we will have a killer weapon to deal with the Tianyu Sect!"

After six months of practice, the progress of the talisman making is almost catching up with the alchemy.

Things have priorities, and it is also reasonable to adjust your energy and time according to needs.

Without disturbing the main body making talismans, the incarnation went straight to the other side.

Take out a cushion and sit cross-legged.

Before, I had sacrificed and refined twelve thunder seeds, so it was naturally easy to sacrifice and refine them again.

Close your eyes and adjust your own spirit to the best state.

After a long time, Zhou Xun opened his eyes.

With his mouth slightly open, a crystal-clear thunder pool like purple jade flew out and hung in front of Zhou Xun, with lightning arcs flickering around it.

After several years of nurturing, the power of the thunder pool has been greatly improved, coupled with the power of heavenly thunder absorbed.

The flashing lightning arcs around the thunder pool, even the incarnation at this time, have a faint feeling of palpitations.

"Quick!"

Zhou Xun formed a seal with his hands, and then a ray of spiritual light hit the thunder pool in front of him, and a trace of jumping lightning arcs was drawn out.

Without hesitation, Zhou Xun separated a trace of consciousness and began to refine.

After many experiences, the slight pain of the lightning arc stimulating the consciousness has made Zhou Xun unable to move.

Soon, the lightning arc was successfully refined and became gentle, while shining with a spirituality, and a very subtle connection came from it.

However, this trace of lightning arc is not enough, he still needs to condense eighty strands.

So he continued the previous action.

Ten days later, all eighty-one spiritual lightning arcs required for one thunder seed were refined.

In the same process, Zhou Xun forced out nine drops of blood essence, turned it into a blood talisman, and wrapped it towards the eighty-one spiritual lightning arcs.

Then the spell changed, and the spiritual light hit the blood talisman.

The blood talisman slowly merged with the lightning arc.

After a few hours, they all merged into one, leaving only a thumb-sized round thunder seed in the air.

So far, one thunder seed was successfully refined.

This time, the refining saved at least one-third of the time compared to the first time.

Originally, he needed half a month to refine one, but now, it only takes ten days.

In this way, the incarnation has been immersed in the refining of thunder seeds.

Until four months later, the remaining twelve thunder seeds were all refined.

So far, all thirty-six thunder seeds have been refined.

Zhou Xun couldn't help but show a trace of relief on his face.

"Thirty-six thunder seeds,"

"With this as the foundation, the Purple Night True Thunder Formation can barely be called the late Jindan stage combat power!"

"The thunder seeds have reached the extreme of the Jindan stage. If the Tiangang Talisman Formation is successfully refined!"

"Then I will be fearless in the East Wilderness!"