Start with a blood-drinking sword and destroy the world of immortal cultivation

Eat, eat, drink when thirsty, eat when hungry.

Anyway, you won't die, eat and drink when you should.

Half a day later, the madness of the spleen stopped.

Ye Buwen regained control of the innate blood and spiritual power.

Then he found out with tears in his eyes that there was only a little spiritual power left.

This was his precious spiritual power, and he had finally saved so much.

This time it was all taken away by the spleen.

Fortunately, the spiritual base was still alive and the third level of Qi Refining did not regress.

Otherwise he would cry.

Ye Buwen controlled the spiritual power to move to the position of the spleen.

Then he found that this guy, the spiritual power seed turned into a huge spiritual power ball wrapped around the spleen.

According to the description of the five qi of the sky spirit, this is the saturation of the spiritual power seed, and Ye Buwen needs to speed up the body training and digestion.

Otherwise, the spiritual energy will dissipate and cause waste.

Ye Buwen was not in a hurry, but took out a handful of Huiling Pills and swallowed them to replenish the spiritual power.

He ate more than ten Huiling Pills.

After a day of meditation and refining, Ye Buwen finally restored the spiritual power in his dantian.

After the spiritual power was restored, Ye Buwen took out a handful of Jinshi body-building pills and swallowed them.

Then he took out the spiritual tool, the Xuansha Ling iron stake, and began the most primitive way of cultivation.

…

Ten days later, the first person came out.

This person was Huang Ling, and she looked excited.

Ye Buwen looked at Huang Ling curiously.

At this time, she was twenty years younger, and became a mature and beautiful woman, exuding a mysterious temperament.

For some reason, Ye Buwen saw that the air around her was a little distorted.

"It seems that Senior Huang succeeded." Ye Buwen smiled.

"It really succeeded, but Shopkeeper Ye, you..."

Huang Ling pointed at Ye Buwen's face with a surprised look, and there were many bruises on it.

"It's okay, haha, just refining the body." Ye Buwen smiled awkwardly and put down the iron stake in his hand.

The heavy iron stake hit the ground with a light muffled sound.

Huang Ling looked at the blood on the iron pillar and thought about Ye Buwen's injury.

He guessed that his injury was not caused by hitting his head with the iron pillar.

Huang Ling walked a few steps and changed his position to look at the iron pillar.

Ye Buwen quietly wiped the iron pillar, and the blood manipulation technique instantly gathered the blood on the iron pillar and took it back into his body.

"Congratulations to Senior Huang, the first one to successfully break through the foundation building."

Ye Buwen smiled and asked Huang Ling to sit down.

Talking about the success of the foundation building, Huang Ling couldn't help sharing his joy.

"It's just good luck. It was very thrilling. I almost couldn't get through and failed. I was always in a mess and broke through without knowing it."

Huang Ling talked about the things he encountered when building the foundation.

Not long after, Huang Ling lost interest.

Because Ye Buwen didn't understand, he was just a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining.

The next day, He Shusheng came out.

Compared with Huang Ling's joy, He Shusheng had a gloomy face.

Obviously, he failed.

He Shusheng saw Huang Ling and clasped his fists weakly and said, "Fellow Daoist Huang, congratulations."

Then he sat on the ground depressed.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, Shopkeeper Ye, I failed."

"It doesn't matter. I still have a lot of foundation-building pills in my hand. You can try a few more times." Ye Buwen comforted.

The foundation-building matter depends on both the foundation and luck, and failure is also possible.

"Where did I fail this time? Senior He, do you have any clues?" Ye Buwen asked cautiously.

He Shuling sighed.

"I practiced too many spells, which caused some confusion in my spiritual power. When I broke through the foundation-building, these mixed spiritual powers conflicted and caused failure."

"Fellow Daoist He, this problem is a small problem. After refining the spiritual power, there is still a great chance to build the foundation." Huang Ling comforted.

"I hope so."

After speaking, He Shusheng walked aside, meditated and began to remove the mixed spiritual power in his body.

But his face was quite painful, as if he had to make many difficult changes.

In the afternoon, Lin Feng came out. From his face, he failed.

He Shusheng found his companions instantly.

The two men formed a loser alliance and discussed loudly in the corner, their expressions were angry.

The reason for He Shusheng's failure was the confusion of spiritual power, while the reason for Lin Feng's failure was that his foundation was not enough. Later, he failed to build a spiritual foundation because he had no spiritual power.

However, Lin Feng's situation was much better than He Shusheng's.

Because he failed to build a foundation once, the foundation he lacked was made up. He only needed to adjust his mentality and take another foundation-building pill to have a high probability of success.

"Hahaha..."

Just as Lin Feng and He Shusheng were discussing, Zhou Kang came back here with a big laugh, dancing with joy.

Seeing Ye Buwen and others, he shouted: "I succeeded. This uncle succeeded."

Zhou Kang's excitement made Lin Feng and He Shusheng grit their teeth.

How could this guy succeed?

He is obviously not as good as them in cultivating immortals.

Zhou Kang was stunned when he saw the looks of Lin Feng and He Shusheng.

Then he clasped his fists and saluted, with a smug smile on his face:

"Don't be sad, fellow Taoists. I will pass on my successful experience to you. You will definitely succeed next time."

"Get lost, who wants your experience." He Shusheng shouted angrily.

"Yes, you are not the only one who succeeded." Lin Feng was irritated by Zhou Kang's smug look.

He said to Huang Ling: "Madam, come and tell us how you succeeded in building your foundation."

Huang Ling shook her head, a man's boring desire to win.

Zhou Kang was left out in the cold.

But he didn't care, but took out a large jar of spiritual wine and pulled Ye Buwen to drink together.

On the thirteenth day, Xu Yu came out of retreat.

She was twenty years younger, and her eyes were sharp, and she knew she had succeeded.

Five people, three wins and two loses.

In terms of probability, the success rate is still quite high.

Ye Buwen retired after his success, saying: "Two seniors can come to me anytime to get the foundation-building pills when they are ready next time. I should go back too."

He Shusheng and Lin Feng nodded.

Ye Buwen still had twenty pills in his hand, and there were plenty of opportunities for them.

The two were also thankful that they had found Ye Buwen.

Four Tianling fruits were taken out at once, and twenty-five foundation-building pills were refined.

If they were to take one foundation-building pill per person, they would probably die of despair.

Ye Buwen couldn't wait to return to his cave.

He wanted to continue his body refining and delve into the five qi of the Tianling at the same time.

He couldn't do anything in the presence of outsiders.

But just when Ye Buwen was about to stay in the cave to practice, someone came to him.

"Brother Ye, you've kept me waiting." Wang Hongtao smiled when he saw Ye Buwen.

"Brother Wang, I've been busy lately. Sorry to have kept you waiting." Ye Buwen enthusiastically invited Wang Hongtao into the cave courtyard.

A young foundation-building cultivator followed behind Wang Hongtao.

"Who is this?"

"Brother Ye, this is Zuo Fangdao, the son of the leader of the Red Light Beast Hunting Group. He has built his foundation at the age of 19, a young and promising foundation-building genius."

"I've heard a lot about you, I've heard a lot about you." Ye Buwen clasped his hands together.

Zuo Fangdao said nothing, just a simple greeting.

He looked quite arrogant and young.

Ye Buwen didn't care and asked, "Why did you two come to my shop?"

"I came for the spirit demon lotus root in your hand." Wang Hongtao smiled.

Ye Buwen suddenly realized and remembered what he had said to Wang Hongtao at the Eight Flavors Restaurant that day.

There is a person who needs the spirit demon lotus root.

Now, he brought the person here.

Ye Buwen took out the spirit demon lotus root that had not been sold yet and put it on the table.

"There is still half left. According to the price in the store, you can pay 900 spirit stones."

"No, no, no, brother Ye, what I want is the spirit demon lotus root. I don't know if you are willing to give it up."

Ye Buwen looked at Wang Hongtao, with a confident smile on his face.

"Why do you think I have it, brother Wang?"

"I analyzed it."

Wang Hongtao explained confidently: "More than ten days ago, I came to your store to see it."

"Hundreds of wood spirit honey, hundreds of blood-drinking trees, and more than a thousand blood jades of various monsters."

"It can be seen that the number of monsters killed by your brother is over a hundred, unparalleled in the world. With your strength, it can be said that you have unimpeded access to the outer periphery of the spiritual medicine Jedi."

"Combined with what your brother said that day, he was attacked by the spirit demon lotus."

"I think," Wang Hongtao paused, with a smile, "with your strength and character, you will definitely not let go of this spirit demon lotus that attacked you."

Ye Buwen was speechless. He didn't mean to say a word that you had to think so much.

Aren't you tired?

"Okay, I admit I have it, but what are you willing to pay?"

Because of the guess, Ye Bu asked and didn't intend to say no.

This thing was originally for sale.

Besides, Wang Hongtao brought people to visit in person, so it was hard to refuse.

After all, the relationship between the two was maintained well.