I have all kinds of magical powers

The sky was full of smoke, and the sky was full of thunder.

"Boom!"

Another larger black mountain flew up, whistling, and flew towards the demon bear with great momentum.

After a burst of angry roars, as the mountain pressed down, it became silent in an instant, and the surrounding dozens of miles were shaken by this kind of magic and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Other monsters in the forest were even more alarmed and fled everywhere.

More than a hundred miles away, five or six monks of different shapes were flying low along the mountains on their own clouds.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a willow leaf-shaped mark embroidered on his clothes, and he was in the middle stage of foundation building.

The four cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining who followed behind him also had this family mark.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's eyes sank, and he quickly raised his hand, signaling the four people behind him to temporarily stop their escape light. After a few closer glances, he spoke with a look of surprise.

"Such a big move, could it be that there are Jindan cultivators fighting!"

After a pause, he continued.

"Let's go to other directions to hunt monsters."

"Yes, elder"

After saying that, the middle-aged man led the few people behind him to fly away in another direction, far away from the place where the mountain shifted.

......

On the west side of the Tianshui Mountains, at the edge of a huge lake, a team of family cultivators had just arrived here and saw a white figure fighting with a black-scaled giant python more than ten feet long on an island in the lake.

With a wave of his hand, the spiritual energy of the earth and the sky rolled, turned into a huge rock and pressed down, and the earth dragon rolled out on the ground.

Countless deafening roars mixed with the long roar of the giant python.

The leader was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. He looked at the battle more than ten miles away, squinting his eyes. After seeing it clearly, he was shocked.

"What is that?"

"It's a peak second-order black-scaled python. It's almost growing dragon horns, but it's so vulnerable!"

Their team of cultivators came here to hunt this monster, but they didn't expect to be beaten to it by others.

......

In the next three months, there were large-scale mountain shifts in all directions of the Tianshui Mountains. The land was devastated, as if some earth-shaking battle had taken place.

Especially those high-level monsters, as if they disappeared all of a sudden.

There was a cultivator who went into the mountains to hunt monsters. He said that he suspected that he saw a Jindan cultivator holding a magic weapon, who was killing monsters wantonly.

But in a flash, the opponent turned into a white light and disappeared, and there was no trace of him at all.

Many cultivators were skeptical, but they did not dare to investigate easily. After all, no one would want to provoke such a powerful cultivator.

Lin Chen relied on hunting monsters to obtain elixirs and selling monster materials in exchange for elixirs for cultivation for three years.

......

Three years later, in a temporary cave in the Tianshui Mountains.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged in the cultivation room with his eyes closed. His aura had reached the peak of the second level of foundation building, and he was only one step away from the middle stage of foundation building.

He pinched the magic formula in his hand and operated the Five Spirit Formula. The aura around him suddenly fluctuated, and five-colored light appeared one after another, and he wanted to break through again.

Waves of more violent spiritual power bombarded the invisible shackles like continuous waves.

Layers of fine sweat beads gradually appeared on his face.

After waiting for half an hour, all the spiritual energy in the cave suddenly fluctuated and gathered towards his body.

Boom~

A slight roar seemed to come from the void.

Lin Chen seemed to have broken some kind of boundary, and the speed of the spiritual power flowing in his meridians was much faster.

In the Dantian, drops of spiritual liquid dripped down quickly

The fourth level of foundation building!

Lin Chen naturally broke through to the realm of the middle stage of foundation building. He continued to absorb the spiritual energy around him until he stabilized the realm he had just broken through, and then he slowly stopped.

After waiting for a while, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

In the past three years, he had to swallow a spiritual pill every day to practice, and all the spiritual stones he spent were sold by selling various monster materials.

He killed almost all the high-level monsters within 100,000 miles around the Tianshui Mountains.

Under such circumstances, he practiced to the realm of the middle stage of foundation building.

Lin Chen stood up, stretched his stiff hands and feet, and walked out of the cave. This breakthrough lasted for a month, and it was time to go out for a walk.

He waved his sleeves, and with a creak, the cave door opened, and what came into view was

A golden sound transmission note.

Lin Chen's eyes moved, and he murmured.

"Could it be that Lingmu has some news?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited, stretched out his hand, and the golden sound transmission note instantly flew into his palm.

He lightly tapped it with his right hand, and a few small golden words suddenly appeared.

After Lin Chen finished reading it, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He stepped on it, and instantly white clouds appeared under his feet, and flew towards the market under the mountains.

Not long after, in Tianshui Market, a shop on a remote street hung a sign of Zhou Family Refining Workshop. The shop was not big, with only three rooms and a backyard.

A strong black-faced man came to the door of the shop. It was Lin Chen. After he glanced left and right, he walked in without hesitation.

As soon as he entered, there was already a thin middle-aged man talking to a man dressed as a Confucian scholar.

There was also a dark-skinned but respectful gray-clothed waiter next to him.

There were magic tools and spiritual tools made from monster materials placed everywhere in the house.

After Lin Chen entered, the gray-clothed waiter's eyes flashed, and he recognized him at a glance. He immediately came up to him and whispered.

"Senior Lin, the shopkeeper is waiting for you in the backyard wing~"

Lin Chen nodded and ran towards the backyard without any courtesy, and the waiter did not mean to stop him at all, obviously he was used to it.

He walked straight through the yard, which was only seven or eight feet in size, pushed open the door of the left wing, and stepped in.

The wing was very simple, with nothing but a set of tables and chairs.

A white-haired old man was drinking fragrant tea, in the late stage of foundation building, holding a jade slip in his hand, examining it carefully.

Seeing Lin Chen come in, he quickly poured him a cup of fragrant tea and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are here, please take a seat~"

Lin Chen's eyes moved, and he sat down, not caring about drinking tea, and asked directly.

"Is the sound transmission note sent by Shopkeeper Wu real? Is there really news about the top fire attribute spiritual wood?"

Shopkeeper Wu chuckled and slowly explained.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Lin, don't be anxious. There is news, but the spiritual wood is not in the shop."

"What does Shopkeeper Wu mean?"

"Has Fellow Daoist Lin ever heard of the Fusang sacred tree?"

Lin Chen frowned when he heard this. Over the years, he has been inquiring about the news of fire attribute spiritual wood in various places. The three legendary sacred trees are Jianmu, Xunmu, and Fusang.

He has heard of the legend of the Fusang sacred tree, but it is all legendary. Not to mention that it has not appeared in the world for a long time, even if it really exists, the Yuanying ancestors would probably go crazy for it. How could it be possible for him, a small foundation-building cultivator, to have his turn.