I will survive with proficiency

It was dark.

Chen Ping walked out of the central city, walked along the main road through the silent outer city, and soon went out of the city.

outside the city.

A nun in a fluttering white dress was already waiting there.

Chen Ping raised his hand and said:

"Fellow Taoist Laoyun is here."

This person is Yun Lingshan's aunt, Yun Haitang, the second foundation cultivator of the Yun family, in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Said she was an aunt, she looked very young, but the Foundation Establishment cultivator could keep her face, this may not be her real age, Chen Ping didn't know how old she was, maybe thirty or forty years old, maybe one hundred and thirty or forty years old.

Seeing that Chen Ping had arrived, Yun Haitang just nodded slightly, with no expression on her face:

"Chen Daoyou, you don't have to be polite, it's not too late, let's go now."

As soon as the words fell, the long sword at her waist flew out suddenly, and it grew bigger and bigger in front of her.

greatly greatly

It didn't stop changing until it was three feet wide.

Chen Ping was dumbfounded.

Yun Haitang fluttered down on the flying sword, filled with fairy air, still with a cold expression:

"Come up."

Chen Ping took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and jumped onto the flying sword.

‘This thing doesn’t have a seat belt, so it won’t fall, right? '

‘Will it be hypoxic to fly to the sky? '

In the end, before Chen Ping could think about it.

Hearing Yun Haitang's crisp "go", the flying sword rose several feet, and flew out with a "shua".

Chen Ping himself was standing behind Yun Haitang, and was driven forward by such a destructive movement. After two steps, he uncontrollably hugged Yun Haitang's slender waist with both hands.

Yingying's slender waist froze instantly.

this…

Can't blame me!

Chen Ping's old face couldn't help but blushed, he immediately let go, took two steps back, and quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Yun. It's the first time I stood on the flying sword. I didn't figure out the technique. I'm really sorry for the abruptness."

Yun Haitang in front didn't make a sound, as if nothing happened.

Chen Ping was behind her and couldn't see her expression. Fortunately, nothing happened in front of her.

The air was strangely silent.

Chen Ping took two steps back and stood on the big sword.

But still shaking left and right uncontrollably, it is really inexperienced.

At this time, Yun Haitang's crisp voice came:

"Try to focus on feeling the flight trajectory of the flying sword, use your own spiritual power as a grip, grasp the spiritual power on the flying sword, and integrate with the flying sword. In this way, you can stabilize your figure. But don't worry, Chen Daoyou, even if it is not so It will fall."

won't fall?

Oh, that's all right.

Chen Ping immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

Afterwards, I tried the method Yun Haitang said, and it really improved a lot, but I still can't be as stable as an old dog.

‘If I build a foundation, I must study hard. '

Chen Ping thought to himself.

Because his magic robe has its own wind control array, and this magic sword seems to have a wind control effect, so although the flying sword is fast, it doesn't feel much wind force when standing on it, just the breeze blowing on the face.

Perhaps aware of Chen Ping's rookie performance, Yun Haitang also slowed down a little later, and every time he reached a corner, he would further slow down.

This made Chen Ping's journey smooth.

All the way forward, the scenery below recedes one after another. Sometimes when flying low, when encountering monks on the road, these passers-by would look up, full of envy.

And some may be mortals, and they will hide in an emergency to avoid bringing about unwarranted disasters.

Chen Ping discovered that Yun Haitang would take a qi invigorating pill at intervals.

Halfway, he had to stop to rest for a while, and waited for Yun Haitang to replenish his spiritual energy before continuing on his way.

Yun Haitang seldom talked, and Chen Ping was happy to be at leisure. The two rarely communicated, and spent most of their time on their way in silence.

In the end, Chen Ping simply sat on the big sword and practiced exercises.

The old driver Yun Haitang drove steadily in front.

Yunzhong City is not far from Lingxiaozong, about 150 miles away.

After more than half an hour, he had already arrived at Lingxiaozong.

Fall at the gate of the mountain.

A middle-aged monk is already waiting there.

"Friend Daoist Yun, long time no see." The middle-aged fellow Daoist greeted with a smile.

Yun Haitang nodded, then turned around and said:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, my mission is now complete. You just need to follow that fellow Daoist into the mountain. Don't let this go."

Turning around, paused and added:

"I look forward to Chen Daoyou's smooth foundation establishment."

The corner of the middle-aged monk's mouth twitched when Yun Haitang said, "That fellow Taoist", but he didn't say anything, and said politely to Chen Ping:

"Chen Daoyou, come with me."

After Chen Ping and Yun Haitang thanked and said goodbye, they followed the middle-aged monks into the mountain together.

Different from Yun Haitang, the middle-aged monk talked a lot, and he talked non-stop along the way. He smiled at Chen Ping and answered every question he had.

He even took the initiative to introduce some foundation building experience he had inquired about.

"There are a total of three foundation pools in Lingxiaozong, one of which is currently in use, and two are left vacant."

"These two, although they have exactly the same spiritual power and so on. But I carefully checked, and the foundation-building cultivator who came out of the foundation-building pool on the far left is taller than the other two."

"Chen Daoyou don't believe in metaphysics, we monks are just a speck of dust in the vast land, too small, there are too many things that we can't control, it's very mysterious."

"In this foundation-building pool, the jade bed is full of spiritual power, but I have calculated that the most foundation-building monks come out from the northwest corner of the jade bed. Daoyou Chen might as well choose the northwest corner to give it a try."

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Chen Ping understood that anyone who can come here to build a foundation may become a foundation-builder of Ling Xiaozong. Even for Ling Xiaozong, there are not many foundations, and they are still rare.

Such a monk is also one of the opportunities in the eyes of these leading monks.

Maybe in the future, he will be able to soar into the sky.

The bluestone slab mountain road winds and turns. After walking a certain distance, they entered a formation. After a period of dizziness, they came out again. Chen Ping and the middle-aged monk stood on a flat ground on the cliff.

I didn't see the whole picture of Ling Xiaozong during the whole process.

"Chen Daoyou, it's here. You can choose a foundation-building pool to enter. I wish Chen Daoyou a great foundation-building monk after he comes out." The middle-aged monk cupped his hands.

Chen Ping raised his hand:

"Thank you fellow daoist for your help, fellow daoist for leading the way, I dare not forget."

The middle-aged fellow Taoist smiled:

"Chen Daoyou go in, don't forget, the longest time is only one year, beyond the time, the foundation pool will close the formation, Chen Daoyou don't miss the time."

"I dare not forget." Chen Ping said calmly.

Turning around, I looked at the three caves (Zhujichi) that were carved out of the cliff. The gate on the far right was closed, obviously someone was there.

Chen Ping really chose the foundation building pool on the far left.

It's not because there are the most foundation-building monks coming out of here and choose this place, but it's the farthest from the foundation-building monk on the right.

The two can not interfere with each other.

There are three urinals, and only one person is using them, but you choose the next one, which is very strange.

Chen Ping took a deep breath.

Walk slowly into the Foundation Building Pool.