I Was Consecrated By The Witch At The Beginning, So I Applied To Become The Furnace Cauldron

"Master, um... I have some questions to ask you!"

Zhou Yang was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do about it, because his self-esteem had been hurt enough recently.

"Haha, you really can't survive!"

Before Zhou Yang could say anything, the young master in front of him gave the answer.

"Could it be..."

"There is no other way. Foundation building is the only way!"

The young master knocked Zhou Yang unconscious with a stick.

Zhou Yang said helplessly: "Okay, Master, I was stared at by an old woman!",

"What do you mean you were targeted by an old woman? Didn't you volunteer yourself?"

The young master continued to ridicule, making Zhou Yang's face a little confused.

"Ahem, there's no way around this, because I don't have a foundation-building pill, and this isn't a problem that can be solved just by having money!"

Zhou Yang pretended to explain calmly, but of course it was the truth.

However, Zhou Yang discovered that the woman could monitor her every move outside through the ring, including going to the toilet and taking a shower.

Sure enough, older women are all idiots.

"I don't have a foundation-building pill either, you can figure it out on your own!"

After the young master finished speaking, she disappeared.

Zhou Yang looked at the empty ring space. He suspected that there were other spaces in it, but he didn't know it. Otherwise, why would this young master always appear and then disappear inexplicably?

Shaking his head, Zhou Yang planted the new seeds and left the ring space.

Looking at the spiritual grass in a storage bag, Zhou Yang was a little confused. The amount was a bit large and it would definitely not be convenient to sell within the sect. It seemed that he could only find a time to sell the spiritual grass recently.

...

In the days that followed, Zhou Yang practiced with peace of mind, and as expected, he was concerned about other things within the sect.

With the blessing of a large amount of spirit stone pills and ring space, he broke through to the fifth level of Qi refining three months later.

Looking at the ashes of spiritual ashes on the ground, Zhou Yang felt that his fifth level of Qi refining was too solid.

In the middle stage of Qi refining, I took ten Wenyuan Pills and more than five hundred spirit stones, and then I reached the fifth level of Qi refining.

You must know that this investment may only be one-third of the amount placed on a monk with two spiritual roots and three spiritual roots.

There is a saying that he is really a bottomless pit. Chen Qian's spiritual stone pills have been used up, and only the ones given by Qinglan are still unused.

"It's a pity that there is no spiritual energy in the air in this space, otherwise the spiritual stones would not be consumed so quickly!"

Zhou Yang looked at the black earth under his buttocks. It was a pity that this land could give birth to spiritual grass, but there was no spiritual power in the air in this space, which also confused him.

During this period, I also asked the young woman Master, but she couldn't explain it either.

Leaving the ring space, Zhou Yang felt that the restriction in his cave had been touched, and the movement was not small.

Zhou Yang's face darkened. According to the rules of this world, the cave is a person's territory. No one is allowed to trespass. Anyone who breaks into the cave by force can be killed by the owner of the cave, even within the sect.

This can be regarded as a rule followed by the spiritual community, a castle law belonging to this world! ,

He wanted to see who was so bold!

Zhou Yang held the refined flying sword and directly controlled it with his spiritual thoughts, flying out of the restricted light barrier.

"boom!"

The opponent also reacted and blocked Zhou Yang's attack with his own magic weapon.

"Who is attacking my restraint?"

Zhou Yang appeared at the entrance of the cave and saw a young man wearing the clothes of a disciple of the New Moon Inner Sect appearing outside the cave.

"Who are you and why do you appear at Qinglan Peak?"

When the young man saw Zhou Yang, he scolded him harshly, as if he had reason on his side.

Zhou Yang looked at the man in front of him. He was pretty good-looking, only three points worse than himself. His cultivation level was estimated to be around the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Haha, this is my cave. I am Master Qinglan's direct disciple. I am practicing. You broke into my cave and disturbed me, causing me to be seriously injured. Master will not let you go!"

After saying that, Zhou Yang's face turned pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The man outside the cave looked panicked and hurriedly said: "You must be the seventh junior brother who woke up. I am your sixth senior brother Guan Ming. I wanted to visit you just now, but I didn't expect to disturb my junior brother. Brother, let's go now!"

After saying that, this guy is going to shoot.

Zhou Yang is not that easy to mess with. You are trying to be irresponsible by breaking into the cave without permission.

"Ahem, senior brother, help me inform the master that I have gone crazy! I probably won't be able to get better without a hundred spirit stones."

Zhou Yang collapsed directly at the door of the cave, looking very weak.

Sixth senior brother Guan Ming cursed in his heart when he saw Zhou Yang. Of course he knew that Zhou Yang was probably faking it, but he didn't dare to let his master Qinglan know about it, otherwise he would definitely be punished.

"Oh, I have a bottle of good elixir here, which can regulate internal injuries. In addition, these fifty spirit stones are a welcome gift for my senior brother!"

After saying that, the sixth senior brother Guan Mingming threw the elixir and spirit stone in his hand towards Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang caught it, and then his face flashed with a flush: "Sixth Senior Brother, Junior Brother needs to retreat, so I won't send him away!"

After saying that, Zhou Yang checked the restrictions and closed the door of the cave.

Seeing Zhou Yang slip away so fast, Guan Ming's face turned gloomy.

"You little bastard, you took advantage of me and I'm going to make you spit it out bit by bit!"

After saying that, Guan Ming walked towards his cave.

Zhou Yang returned to the quiet room where he practiced. He looked at the white spirit stones with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the elixir again. He didn't take it and threw it aside. Who knows if he would tamper with it.

...

Two days later, the door of Zhou Yang's cave opened and he appeared at the door of the cave.

"Try flying!"

He is now a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining and can fly with weapons.

Generally, a magical weapon will have a flying spiritual formation engraved on it. The monk only needs to use the spiritual power in his body to drive it, and he can fly well.

He originally wanted to summon the high-grade magic weapon given to him by Chen Qian or Qing Lan, but for him in the middle stage of Qi refining, the spiritual energy burden was a bit heavy, so he chose the mid-grade magic weapon of the black-faced young man he killed.

The dark-faced young man's magical weapon was also a flying sword. Zhou Yang didn't quite understand why monks liked flying swords.

Soon, he flew into the sky, and then flew towards the General Affairs Hall.

As the direct disciple of Elder Qinglan, Zhou Yang enjoys similar treatment as the inner disciples, and his status is naturally similar. The deacons who are responsible for recording the disciples' entry and exit from the sect in the later stage of Qi refining are also polite.

After Zhou Yang left, the deacon who handled the entry and exit sect held the transmission note and said a few words.

Zhou Yang didn't know all this.

After Zhou Yang left the sect, he galloped towards the distance. His destination was Qianli Xinyuefang City.

A thousand miles, flying by myself is much faster than riding in that large airship, and it will be there in three hours.

I estimated the speed, and found that it would take six hours to reach one thousand miles, or about 150 kilometers per hour, which was about the same as the express trains in the previous life, but far inferior to the high-speed rail.

However, compared to walking on two legs, it is already fast enough. When he improves his cultivation, he will fly even faster!

Zhou Yang landed in front of Xinyuefang City, changed into casual clothes, and brought a black cloak. He did not want his identity as a disciple of the Xinyue Sect to be discovered, otherwise it would be difficult to explain where the spiritual grass came from.