I Live Forever With My Proficiency

Chapter 289 The Eighteen Days of Disaster

Lingxiao Sect.

After Feng Yu returned from the mission of burning wasteland, he just entered the main peak and saw the master of Sima Peak standing in the dojo from a distance.

He turned around and left.

It burned for several months. During this period, although Feng Yu did not come back, there were other monks traveling between the two places. He learned that Peak Master Sima had been talking about embarrassing things in his past a lot during this period.

He also knew that Peak Master Sima was thinking of selling him a pair of Mu Hong carps that no one wanted.

Who wants that thing?

"Brother Feng Yu, please stay." When Master Sima saw Feng Yu coming back, he suddenly became excited, grinned, and chased after him.

Feng Yu: Shameless old thief, you used to call me Fellow Daoist, but now you want to sell me things and call me Brother Feng Xian.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Feng Yu had to stop and said with a smile:

"Master Sima, it's a pleasure to meet you. Why, Sima Fellow Daoist is not going to talk about Laughing Disc Spirit Moon Primrose?"

Peak Master Sima was not surprised by Feng Yu's cynicism and said with a smile:

"Brother Feng Yuxian, you have wronged me. It's all lies. Who in the Lingxiao Sect dares not to admire the dedicated research spirit of brother Feng Xian back then?"

Feng Yu: ...Do you have two mouths?

Peak Master Sima kept getting close to him for a while, until Feng Yu said, "Master Sima has something to do, but it's okay to say it." Then he took out the pair of grinning Mu Hongli and said:

"Brother, look at it, isn't it cute?"

Feng Yu: He is a good person, but why is he blind?

Before Feng Yu could interrupt, Peak Master Sima said again:

"I learned that Feng Xiandi likes to study Diling Evening Primrose, so I took a photo of a pair of Muhong carp from Tianyan City for Xiandi."

"My dear brother, you must not know that although this Mu Hongli is a Rank One Spirit Beast, it is extremely rare. If Tianyan City hadn't coincided with a large-scale auction that only happens once in a century, all kinds of capable people and strangers would gather together. This would You can really buy the beautiful Mu Hongli."

Feng Yu:.

Peak Master Sima ignored Feng Yu's expressionless face and continued:

"My dear brother, do you know the value of Muhong carp? It can purify water quality and increase the spiritual content of water. If you use this water quality to water Dieling evening primrose, the quality of Dieling evening primrose will change dramatically."

"My dear brother, don't question it. This is not just what I say. Many herbalists in Tianyan City know this. I also witnessed with my own eyes the high-quality Dieling Evening Primrose growing by the Lingxi River in Tianyan City."

"Tell me the important point." Feng Yu said speechlessly.

Peak Master Sima was not angry either and smiled:

"Brother Feng Xian, I bought this specially for you. I won't make any profit from the price difference. It's a fixed price of 380 Middle Grade spiritual stones. How about it?"

This was indeed his original price.

He didn't get it from the auction, but after the auction he bought it from a capable person from the outside world.

The price is relatively expensive.

Feng Yu said with a bitter look on his face:

"Master Sima, I am aware of your good intentions. But you also know that since the misfortune of Lingxiao Sect, I have not studied Diel Spirit Evening Primrose for several years. Why don't Master Sima sell it to those families? Monk?"

Lord Sima's mouth twitched.

The total income generated by those families is indeed large, but the total amount does not represent per capita, and every expense must be accounted for.

When they encounter something that is of no use to them, even if it is not too expensive, they are still unwilling to take action.

This time when he came back from Tianyan City, he brought seven or eight valuable things, but he lost them all. In the end, only this pair of Mu Hongli were left.

Expensive but not expensive.

In the past, three to four hundred spirit stones would not be much to him as the peak master.

The problem is that he is currently on the ninth floor of the Foundation Building and is trying to attack the Core Formation. It is now the time to pile up a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures on himself, and these heavenly materials and earthly treasures consume very much spiritual stones.

Not to mention 400 Middle Grade spiritual stones, even 40 Middle Grade spiritual stones are extremely precious to him.

Master Sima Feng is good at teaching:

"Brother Feng Yu, that's not what you said. When the Lingxiao Sect suffered disaster, all the work we were doing naturally stopped, and who wouldn't be like that? Now that the sect is rebuilt, Brother Feng Xian is willing to give up all the experience he has devoted to studying for several years. ?With Mu Hongli, why worry about the quality of Dieling Evening Primrose not being greatly improved?"

Seeing that Feng Yu didn't say anything, he continued:

"To be fair, Brother Feng Xian, if I didn't know anything about spiritual plants, how could I transfer such a rare Mu Hongli to Brother Feng Xian?"

"Just imagine, once this Butterfly Soul Evening Primrose is cultivated, wouldn't your 'Invincible Peak' be the peak with the richest aura? That's the real invincibility."

Feng Yu glanced at Peak Master Sima.

I don’t want to pay attention to Peak Master Sima’s chatter.

".Do you want to see Peak Master Chen stealing the spotlight?" Peak Master Sima said all the reasons.

Just when he was about to admit that he was unlucky, Feng Yu suddenly asked:

"Fellow Daoist Chen also planted butterfly spirit evening primrose?"

"Yes." Peak Master Sima didn't expect this to hit Feng Yu at all.

"How many have been planted?"

“It’s all over the mountainside.”

Feng Yu's eyes lit up instantly.

When he first found the formation, the image of Chen Ping stealing the show in front of him was still vivid in his mind.

He has long wanted to get this place back.

‘Now is the opportunity to counterattack. ’. Feng Yu was delighted.

‘I have several years of experience in cultivating Butterfly Soul Evening Primrose, and the spiritual liquid I brought from the South Marsh has been sealed underneath, plus these two strange fish called the Ugly Eight.’

Feng Yu had already imagined the scene of "running in front of Chen Ping to show off, Chen Ping was surprised and admired".

At that moment, he had already decided on the name for the high-quality Butterfly Soul Evening Primrose he cultivated.

Hey hey in my heart.

"Brother Feng Xian, what are you laughing at?" Master Sima Feng patted Feng Yu.

"Um?"

Feng Yu came back to his senses, and his smile disappeared in an instant:

"Nothing, nothing. I thought of some happy things from my childhood."

"What about this Mu Hongli?"

Feng Yu nodded expressionlessly:

"Since it was brought to me by Peak Master Sima, I naturally cannot let down Peak Master Sima's wishes. Even if I no longer cultivate Butterfly Soul Evening Primrose, I still want to buy this Mu Red Carp, right?"

"How many spiritual stones are there?"

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Xiaozhu Peak.

By the bamboo lake, Chen Ping withdrew his consciousness and stopped being bound to Mu Hongli.

Mu Hongli turned around and plunged into the green lake water and disappeared.

[Mu Hongli. Beast Control (Introduction): 321/1000. ]

‘The difficulty of this Muhongli beast seems to be relatively more difficult than that of the Cloud-winged Bird and the Nine Nether Colorful Cicada. ’

‘The legal system is also different. ’

However, it can also be understood that both the Cloud-winged Bird and the Nine Nether Colorful Cicada come from the Fengqi Sect and have the same roots.

Mu Hongli is different.

According to the records in the book, Mu Hongli came from another more distant beast-controlling sect—the Divine Beast Sect of the Central Continent.

Chen Ping stood up.

Although Mu Hongli's magic system is another system and principle, he is not in a hurry and just takes his time.

Before recognizing its owner, wild Muhong carps could also purify water, but at that time they did not share the owner's understanding, so the effect was relatively small.

The current entry-level level has reached 321 points, and it has already had a certain effect on the butterfly spirit evening primrose under the mountainside.

It has been possible to assess how sensitive Butterfly Evening Primrose is to water.

Chen Ping returned to Cave Mansion and continued practicing.

As spring passes and autumn comes, time flies by like a white horse.

Thanks to the arrangements made by Yun Haitang behind the scenes, for more than a year, almost no one came to disturb his retreat, and even Wei Xun rarely showed up.

Chen Ping can practice quietly.

This day.

The mountain behind Xiaozhu Peak.

"ah!"

Chen Ping roared loudly, and ripples of spiritual power quickly rippled outward in circles.

"Bang, bang, bang~" A series of sounds came immediately.

Chen Ping smiled to himself:

‘The full-level Hu Jue Luo Sword Technique is very powerful. ’

[Hu Jue Luo Sword Technique: Perfection. ]

At this level, Chen Ping no longer dares to experiment with his Jade Mirror Law Weapon.

What is certain is that the jade mirror obtained from Ding Changshan worn on his chest may not be able to withstand the Hu Jue Luo swordsmanship and will be completely damaged in two or three blows.

If you meet Ding Changshan again now, you may no longer need to use the Changsheng Pill.

This spell alone is enough to make the opponent drink a pot.

Without a test subject, Chen Ping could not accurately test the power of the spell.

But as a spellcaster himself, Chen Ping can estimate from some details such as the consumption of spiritual power and the turbulence of the spiritual power ripples. Under perfect conditions, the power is at least ten times that of when he first entered the 'Grandmaster'.

This is not only a control technique, but also a killing technique.

‘Well, sense of security +1. ’

Keep going.

Chen Ping continued to practice the 'Heaven Punishment Thunder' in the back mountain for a while before returning to the Chen Mansion.

As soon as they returned to the inner courtyard, Xiao Hong came over and put away the magic sword for Chen Ping:

"Master, just now a message came from the disciples at the foot of the mountain, saying that a girl named Yun Lingshan was ready to come to you, but I heard that you were in a state of semi-reclusion, so I didn't come to disturb you."

Yun Lingshan?

Out of the Foundation Building pool?

"Did you bring anything to say?"

"It's saying thank you to the master of the family. No, no, it's saying 'Thanks to Master Chen Feng for the jade pendant and Cave Mansion. Lingshan has successfully entered the Foundation Building. I'll come visit Master Chen another day'. That's what he said." Xiaohong changed her voice. Learn Taoism.

This maid really can't survive a day without beating her.

Yun Lingshan was quite successful.

But she was originally the leader of the Yun family. Before the Yun family suffered disaster, among the hundreds of Yun family disciples, she was one of the few who had the highest hopes.

This is normal.

I don’t know why the ‘little insight’ was stuck for so long.

But the result is good, and that's enough.

Yun Haitang can also have one more capable helper.

The forest outside the city turns yellow and green again.

Xiaozhu Peak.

The maid Xiaocui is carefully caring for the spiritual plants all over the yard in the yard. These spiritual plants have strict maintenance conditions and procedures, which are not comparable to the maintenance methods of the butterfly evening primroses on the mountainside.

Suddenly, she found that the soil on her hands was shaking for some reason.

And it's getting more and more intense.

Not only that, the water drawn from the Bamboo Lake actually slowly separated from the bucket and floated into the air.

Xiaocui was shocked.

Although she had lived in a monk city since she was a child, had she ever seen this scene up close?

Could it be that the monster is coming?

"Xiaohong, Goudan, come here quickly and see what's going on?" Xiaocui shouted.

But as soon as she turned around, she realized that Xiaohong and Xiaohong on the far side were also stunned, looking at the bizarre scenes in front of them in surprise.

Not only did the water droplets float, but even the small amount of black hair they had not tied up broke away from gravity and floated into the air.

What's wrong?

But just when they were at a loss, a clear female voice came:

"Don't panic, your master is about to break through."

Yun Haitang walked in, pressed his hand gently, and the floating objects immediately fell to the ground.

Everything is back to normal.

…

In the quiet room.

Chen Ping sat cross-legged on the futon and meditated on his exercises.

A trace of spiritual energy lingered around his body, pulling out pure silk threads.

Within the body, the golden virtual bridge becomes wider, while the Dantian becomes rougher and larger in circles, bigger, bigger, bigger.

The liquid essence at the bottom of the Dantian is constantly turbulent, creating turbulent waves. Between the muscles and veins, spiritual energy traveled rapidly at an extreme speed.

Some imperfect tendons broke quickly and then quickly regenerated.

From the early stage of Foundation Building to the middle stage of Foundation Building, the focus is on building a golden virtual bridge to lay a firm foundation for the future of Foundation Building.

From the Foundation Building Mid Stage to the Foundation Building Late Stage, it is also an opportunity to leap over the Dragon Gate.

This time the opportunity is to ‘shed one’s skin and be reborn’.

Also known as the ‘eighteen-day calamity’.

From the moment when the body has a vision, every moment thereafter is ‘sloughing’ and ‘rebirth’.

Some defects left in the early and middle stages of Foundation Building will be greatly improved in this process. Those unblocked tendons will break and be regenerated; the Dantian will become larger in circles, and the golden virtual bridge will become smaller. widen

But this process will be extremely painful, the body will feel like being tortured, and the soul will feel like being whipped.

If you can't bear it anymore, you can mobilize your spiritual power at any time and break through to the next level instantly in advance.

If you can endure it until the 18th day, let the idea of ​​​​breakthrough be completed on its own, and naturally break through to the next level, you will get the greatest benefit afterwards.

This is the origin of the name "Eighteen Days of Tribulation".

Chen Ping endured waves of pain.

He knew he was on the verge of a breakthrough.

Concentrate and feel the changes in your body.

He is not a genius and cannot easily enjoy this process by relying on his talent advantage, but what he lacks most is perseverance, patience, resilience, and the determination to get up step by step from the mud.

This process will not eliminate the monk's path of life and death.

In this case, no matter how painful and torturous it was, he would still get through it.

Men, you have to be tough on yourself!

Time passes day by day.

Chen Ping felt as if ten thousand knives were cutting his flesh and bones. These knives ignored his Body Refining constitution and went straight to the most painful nerves.

He even felt toothpicks being inserted into the gaps between his nails.

It's like a handful of red-hot iron being imprinted on the skin, making a "sizzling" tar sound.

It's like watching a mouse eat away at your legs, but you can't do anything about it.

This heartbreaking pain made his face distort.

Sweat poured out.

His body trembled involuntarily.

Outside Cave Mansion, inner courtyard.

"Second Madam, is the master okay?" Xiao Hong asked cautiously.

Yun Haitang stood in the yard, looking quietly in the direction of the quiet room, and said lightly:

"It'll be okay."

His tone was relaxed, but the pink fists in his sleeves were clenched tighter and tighter, leaving deep marks in his palms.

She has experienced the 'Eighteen Days Tribulation' and naturally knows how painful this process is.

When almost every monk is promoted to the Foundation Building Late Stage, he will vow that he will persist until the last day, because no one will die in this process, and as long as he persists for one more day, he will earn one more day.

But very few can actually persist until the eighteenth day.

This process is equivalent to stripping away all the magic power of the monk, turning the monk into a mortal, and a mortal with a perception a thousand or ten thousand times that of a mortal.

Under such circumstances, he endured extreme physical and mental torture.

But from the time Chen Ping asked her for advice on promotion precautions, she knew that her husband would definitely choose to persist until the last day.

In her entire life of practice, she has never seen anyone as perseverant, patient, and willing to endure pain as her husband.

Of course, the main thing is that this process will not die.

Fainting at best!

"Second Madam, please go and rest for a while. You haven't slept for seventeen days. My servant is here to watch. If the master comes out, I will call you as soon as possible." Xiao Hong said.

Yun Haitang smiled:

"I'm fine. You guys go and rest."

His eyes fell quietly on the quiet room.

Quiet room.

Chen Ping himself didn't know how many days passed before his consciousness began to blur.

I seemed to see evil spirits floating in the distance. One was a flower demon, another was a monk Cao, one was a tall bull-headed evil spirit, and one was dressed in a red dress.

He walked towards him step by step, but he couldn't move.

The next second, he seemed to see the monks he killed, Ding Changshan, Ouyang Hong, Bian Liang, and Yu Qingyi.

They all had hideous faces, with broken arms and legs.

All kinds of inexplicable pictures.

The sweat on his body was dry and wet, wet and dry again.

He felt like his spirit was about to collapse.

I don’t want to hold on for a moment longer.

Sudden.

Above a vast grassland, a red sun slowly rose.

The finished product felt that his whole body had become warm, and the ice cubes on his body began to melt rapidly, and pieces of ice shards fell to the ground.

Very comfortable.

The red sun is getting bigger and bigger.

It occupied the entire sky, and then occupied the entire earth, wrapping Chen Ping within it.

"Bang!"

The red sun suddenly exploded.

Chen Ping was distracted and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Husband!" Yun Haitang suddenly rushed in.

Chen Ping knows.

I have advanced to the seventh floor of the Foundation Building!

(End of chapter)