From the wilderness to the myriad worlds

"Master, do you know Daoist Lei's opponent?" Wu Jiuzhi asked hurriedly.

Daoist Qingwen nodded solemnly: "I happen to know this person. He is from the Feng family in Yangcheng. His name is Feng Changwu, and he is a cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining."

"Is the Feng family a family of immortals?" Wu Jiuzhi asked.

Daoist Qingwen said: "The Feng family is a small family. I heard that the ancestor of the Feng family was a foundation-building cultivator, but he has long passed away. The Feng family should now have a cultivator at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, but no one has seen it. I didn't expect that the Feng family would send him to participate in the Ascension Conference this time. It seems that they are determined to get the foundation-building pill. Daoist Lei is in danger."

Hu Pinggu smiled unconsciously when she heard this. She and Lei Ming had no conflicts at first, but because of some words, they seemed to have hatred, especially after Lei Ming exposed his strength, the big bearded man apologized to Lei Ming on her behalf, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"He is very young, and the physical training speed is the slowest. It is already very difficult for him to have the strength of the tenth level of Qi Refining. It is impossible for him to be the opponent of the eleventh level of Qi Refining. As long as he does not worship the immortal sect and cannot get the foundation-building pill, he will not be able to build the foundation. At that time, he will be just a small cultivator in the Qi Refining period like us." Hu Pinggu thought in her heart.

Her husband, the big bearded man, couldn't help shaking his head when he saw it. As a Taoist partner, how could he not know Hu Pinggu's thoughts?

Lei Ming did not expect that the opponent in the last round was actually an acquaintance.

"It's you?" Feng Changwu was also surprised. He was in another arena before and did not pay attention to the battle on Lei Ming's side.

Feng Changwu was the middle-aged man who laughed at Lei Ming when he entered the valley. He was the third child of the Feng family. This time he came to participate in the Ascension Conference. For this conference, Feng Changwu has been preparing for 20 years.

Since the death of the ancestor, the Feng family has not produced a cultivator in the foundation-building period. 20 years ago, the current head of the Feng family selected Feng Changwu and cultivated him with the power of the Feng family, with the purpose of letting him compete for the foundation-building pill.

The impoverished Feng family is actually between a family of immortal cultivators and a casual cultivator, but Feng Changwu, who takes it as his responsibility to revitalize the family, hates others saying that they are casual cultivators, and he also looks down on casual cultivators.

Seeing that his opponent turned out to be Lei Ming, Feng Changwu's face was very ugly, and at the same time he complained in his heart that his elders had brought him an opponent.

Facing Lei Ming, Feng Changwu gritted his teeth and took out a stack of talismans from his storage bag. Although he was arrogant, he was not a brainless person. Lei Ming could not have relied on luck to get to where he is now with the strength of the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Seeing Feng Changwu like this, the people watching the battle below not only made a noise, but also a person at the eleventh level of Qi Refining actually had to use talismans when facing the seventh level of Qi Refining.

But those who really saw Lei Ming fight nodded secretly and agreed with Feng Changwu's approach.

Lei Ming's face did not change, he did not have a good impression of Feng Changwu himself.

The formation was closed, Feng Changwu immediately chanted the spell, and at the same time slapped a talisman paper on his body, and he suddenly shone with golden light, and a golden cover suddenly appeared.

"It's the Vajra Talisman. Fellow Daoist Lei is in danger." Taoist Qingwen muttered.

Feng Changwu used the Vajra Talisman and cast a few more talismans. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up on the ring, and Lei Ming couldn't open his eyes. Several fire snakes loomed in the strong wind and entangled Lei Ming. Lei Ming took a big step and walked towards Feng Changwu. He encouraged his Qi and almost formed a transparent protective shield. The magic power released by the talisman hit the rain cover and had no effect.

Lei Ming's defense was too strong, and the magic of the Qi Refining Period could not break it at all!

"What a pity." The hosts of the three rings gathered together, and the first one said.

"What a pity, relying on the accumulation of pills to cultivate to the eleventh level of Qi Refining, such qualifications cannot build a foundation even if they get the foundation building pill." Another younger foundation building cultivator snorted coldly.

Both of them thought Lei Ming could win.

"This body-refining cultivator is really interesting. It can be seen that he has not practiced any special body-refining techniques. Such strength is completely innate." The last foundation-building cultivator laughed.

"It seems that Brother Chang is interested in him." The foundation-building cultivator who spoke first glanced at him.

The cultivator surnamed Chang smiled and said nothing more.

Feng Changwu's talisman did cause some trouble to Lei Ming, but Lei Ming still blocked it. He rushed left and right in the formation, while Feng Changwu kept dodging and releasing spells at the same time. The battle between the two was shocking.

In the end, Feng Changwu was still defeated. He was not injured by Lei Ming, but his spiritual power was exhausted.

Feng Changwu was only at the eleventh level of Qi Refining after all, and his spiritual power was limited.

"If I had known earlier, I would never take you into the valley." Feng Changwu said unwillingly.

Lei Ming's face remained unchanged: "Do you admit defeat?"

Feng Changwu said dejectedly: "I admit defeat."

Feng Changwu admitted defeat, and Lei Ming obtained the qualification to enter the Immortal Gate and obtain the foundation-building pill. Moreover, he had obtained the qualification by defeating the eleventh level of Qi Refining, and everyone admired him very much.

"Congratulations to Brother Lei Dao for his promising foundation building!" As soon as Lei Ming stepped off the stage, Taoist Qingwen and others immediately came to greet him, and their attitude was much more respectful than before. Before, Lei Ming was just a powerful Qi Refining Stage physical cultivator, but now Lei Ming is a possible foundation building cultivator.

"I would also like to thank all the fellow Daoists for their support." Lei Ming said in a calm manner.

"Don't forget us when Brother Lei Dao succeeds in building a foundation in the future." Wu Jiuzhi said.

Lei Ming smiled but said nothing.

A quarter of an hour later, all the battles were over, and the seventy winners returned to the stage. Afterwards, all the spectators were asked to leave, and the deacons from the seven major immortal gates met with Lei Ming and his group.

The seven major sects are Yanyue Sect, Huangfeng Valley, Lingshou Mountain, Qingxu Sect, Huadaowu, Tianque Fort, and Jujian Sect. Among these sects, Yanyue Sect is the strongest, followed by Lingshou Mountain. The strength of the other sects is similar, and there is no big difference.

"Have you decided which sect you want to join?" One of the winners asked in a low voice. Although they did not know each other, they were winners and had some recognition of each other.

"My elders have a history with the spirit beasts, so I naturally want to join the Spirit Beast Sect."

"Yanyue Sect is the strongest, so I will naturally join Yanyue Sect."

"But there are too many women in Yanyue Sect..."

"Isn't it good to have too many women? It will be convenient to find a Taoist partner this way."

Lei Ming listened to these people chatting without saying anything. He had decided to join Huangfeng Valley.

Lei Ming had no likes or dislikes for the seven major sects. He joined Huangfeng Valley to get close to Han Li. Han Li is the protagonist of "The Immortal Cultivation of a Mortal". He is blessed with good fortune and has many adventures. It is always good to be close to him.

Lei Ming, who came from the prehistoric times, knows very well the preciousness of good fortune.

According to the rules of the seven major immortal sects, each sect can recruit ten people. Because of their strong strength, many people want to join the Moon-shaking Sect and the Spirit Beast Mountain, but unfortunately the number of places is limited. There is nothing special about the Yellow Maple Valley, so Lei Ming does not have to compete with others.

Just when Lei Ming was about to join the Yellow Maple Valley, the foundation-building cultivator surnamed Chang suddenly came over.

"Hello, Uncle Master Chang." The deacon of the Yellow Maple Valley hurriedly said, and Lei Ming also saluted.

The cultivator surnamed Chang looked at Lei Ming and said, "Is this young friend interested in joining the Giant Sword Sect?"

Lei Ming was stunned. He did not expect that the other party would take the initiative to recruit him.

"Sorry, senior, I have decided to join the Yellow Maple Valley." Lei Ming shook his head and refused without hesitation.

The cultivator surnamed Chang smiled and said, "My Giant Sword Sect and the Yellow Maple Valley are of similar strength. You may consider it. If you join the Giant Sword Sect, I will take care of you, and your cultivation journey will be much smoother."

The more the other party tried to recruit him, the more alert Lei Ming became. There is no love without reason in this world.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have already made up my mind." Lei Ming said.

The cultivator surnamed Chang changed color and pressed Lei Ming with a strong momentum.

"Have you really decided? I advise you to think about it again." The cultivator surnamed Chang threatened in a low voice.

"Two seniors, didn't you choose which immortal sect to join in the Ascension Conference? Can anyone force others?" Lei Ming was not afraid of the other party's threat and shouted loudly. The other two foundation-building cultivators pretended not to see it, but when Lei Ming pointed it out, they could only come over.

"Fellow Daoist Chang, let's stop here." One person advised.

The cultivator surnamed Chang did not expect Lei Ming to be so bold. He could only snort coldly and leave. The other two foundation-building cultivators also looked at Lei Ming with sympathy and left.

"I didn't expect that trouble would come to me even though I didn't look for trouble." Lei Ming looked at the other person's back and said to himself, "So what if I'm a foundation-building cultivator..."