Yu Xian

Yu Xian paused on the spot, then frowned.

This monk is willing to work hard and kneel down when asked...

"I don't need followers."

But Yu Xian didn't need so-called followers at all. He said in a calm voice: "Let's change the request."

"senior!"

Ba Liming quickly raised his head and prayed with a face full of prayer: "Junior really wants to follow senior! Senior, don't dislike it! Junior can clean up, help, and command senior..."

"Pindao said he doesn't need followers."

Yu Xian looked a little cold, interrupted Ba Liming, and said slowly: "I have many things to do, and I don't have time to guide you in your practice. You can make other requests."

Just as Ba Liming was about to plead a few more words, he suddenly saw the cold light in Yu Xian's eyes, and his heart suddenly froze, and all the words that came to his lips were suppressed.

He laughed dryly, rubbed his hands and said, "Senior, can you reward this junior with a technique that can cultivate the ultimate... golden elixir?"

Yu Xian's brows suddenly twitched.

Does this kid really dare to speak? How can he cultivate the golden elixir?

Needless to say, a skill of this level requires hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. If placed in a group of casual cultivators, it can also make ordinary foundation-building cultivators break their heads and chase after it!

When Ba Liming saw Yu Xian's brows furrowed, he, who was very observant, said quickly: "Ah, if the senior is in trouble, then it's okay to give him a technique that can be used to complete the foundation building! The junior won't pick it!"

Yu Xian said calmly: "Get up, don't kneel."

Ba Liming blinked and said with a dry smile: "Junior, junior, it's better to kneel down. How can a junior stand and talk to seniors..."

"Get up if I ask you to."

Yu Xian frowned and said, "Don't kneel!"

Seeing that Yu Xian was not joking, Ba Liming could only smile awkwardly, stood up carefully, and said respectfully: "Junior, listen to senior..."

Yu Xian then said slowly: "Why didn't you leave after you took the roots of this spiritual tree? Instead, you promised to help the villagers for two years?"

"Forehead……"

Ba Liming was slightly stunned, wondering why Yu Xian asked this question.

After thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "Junior...Junior values ​​fairness the most in his life. How can I dig up the spiritual roots of other villagers in vain? So I promised to help the villagers for two years and ensure that they have good weather for two years. Then I will ask my questions." Leave with no shame..."

"oh?"

Yu Xian looked at Ba Liming, with a faint smile on his face and said, "Really?"

Ba Liming looked upright and said righteously: "Of course! I have never bullied the weak in my life! I took the village's spiritual root and left. This is something that a poor man cannot do! What is the difference between that and stealing? It is not something a gentleman would do. also!"

Yu Xian showed a faint smile.

Regardless of Ba Liming's purpose, he has actually helped the villagers for a year and a half.

In the past year and a half, the weather has been smooth, and the villagers have obviously lived a much more comfortable life.

Based on this, it is enough.

Nodding, Yu Xian said: "Pindao doesn't have the skills to perfect the foundation building, but you can definitely buy one by yourself. According to this, there should be a market 16,000 miles south. There should be something for sale there. Those who have cultivated the foundation-building skills to perfection.”

"purchase?"

Ba Liming looked at Yu Xian in surprise and said, "Senior, if you buy that kind of technique, it would probably cost hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. How can I, this junior, afford it..."

"The technique to complete the foundation building is not that expensive. Thirty thousand spiritual stones are enough."

Yu Xian said calmly: "Pindao will give you 30,000 spirit stones, just go and buy them yourself."

"ah?"

Ba Liming was shocked and looked at Yu Xian in disbelief: "Senior, do you mean to give this junior thirty thousand spirit stones?"

"good."

Yu Xian didn't hesitate, and waved his hand directly, and a pile of middle-grade spiritual stones fell on the ground, and the surroundings were illuminated like gems.

There are 250 middle-grade spiritual stones in this pile, which is more than enough to exchange for 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

This can be regarded as Ba Liming's reward for using magic to draw water for the villagers during droughts and using magic to divert water for the villagers during the past year and a half.

Ba Liming looked at the pile of middle-grade spiritual stones on the ground and fell into a state of confusion.

It's not like he has never seen thirty thousand spirit stones before. He is a strong man in the late stage of Qi Condensation, and his total net worth is around thirty or forty thousand.

But he has never seen so many middle-grade spiritual stones!

The pile of middle-grade spiritual stones placed there was so dazzling that it made his blood pressure rise and his head felt dizzy.

These...are they for him?

Why does he feel a little dreamy?

"Senior, senior, senior this..."

Ba Liming swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva: "Are these spiritual stones for juniors?"

"Um."

Yu Xian waved his hand and said: "After taking the spirit stone, let's go wherever we need to go."

When Ba Liming heard this, he rolled his eyes slightly and said with a dry smile: "This, this is inappropriate, junior, and I have no merit... How can I dare to accept the spiritual stone from my senior?"

"No? Since you don't want it, then forget it."

On the other hand, Yu Xian shook his head indifferently and stretched out his hand to put away the pile of spiritual stones.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

Ba Liming jumped immediately and shouted anxiously: "Junior wants it!"

As he spoke, the man had already rushed over and quickly put the two hundred and fifty middle-grade spiritual stones into his storage bag.

Yu Xian retracted his outstretched hand, nodded, then turned around and headed down the mountain.

Only one word was left from him.

"Go buy the exercises. The spiritual energy here is thin and it is not a good place for practice. There is no need to stay here for a long time."

Ba Liming looked at Yu Xian's back gradually disappearing into the darkness, his head still a little confused.

I couldn't help but check my storage bag again, and only when I saw the real middle-grade spirit stone did I gradually come back to my senses.

This... this strong man...

After he robbed the elm tree root that I was going to use to polish it into a formation tool to strengthen my Nine-Combination Cloud Thunder Formation, he actually threw me 30,000 low-grade spirit stones as a reward?

In the cultivation world, it's all about the survival of the fittest.

If a strong man robs the things of a weak person and doesn't kill the weak person, it's considered a favor, so how can there be compensation?

But then, Baliming laughed.

I always thought that my pity for the weak was a kind of pathology, a fool, an idiot, and an unreasonable behavior.

I didn't expect that this foundation-building senior was also such a person?

Thinking of this, his anger towards Yu Xian, which was suppressed in his heart, almost completely disappeared.

30,000 spirit stones were enough to buy a set of third-level low-grade formations.

And the elm tree root could only be made into a third-level formation tool, not necessarily.

By this calculation, I still made a profit.

With a trace of melancholy on his face, Baliming immediately firmed his eyes, raised his hands, made hand gestures, flew into the air, and headed south.

In the distance, Yu Xian, standing in the darkness, watched Baliming disappear in the south, then turned his head calmly and went back to the village.

A cultivator in Dayushu Village was too conspicuous and extremely unsafe.

If this Baliming had any enemies and killed here, the villagers of Dayushu Village would be in trouble.

Even Yu Xian would stay here for a while and leave after helping the villagers complete their needs.

Soon he returned to the hut in the village.

Yu Xian got on the bed, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

His thoughts had already followed the spiritual energy and came to the middle-grade storage bag.

The roots of the elm tree were cut into ten pieces. Although they were integrated together at this moment, the scars remained.

It had no possibility of resurrection and re-sprouting.

Of course, Yu Xian did not blame Baliming.

Because this elm tree root, even if it was not broken into ten pieces by Baliming, would not be alive.

The old Taoist's sword cut off all its vitality!

That sword energy cut across dozens of feet, and the sword light was bright and lasted for a long time.

With such power, based on Yu Xian's current vision, he guessed that the old Taoist's cultivation must be at least in the middle stage of the Golden Core!

In Baiyun Sect, the inner sect disciple that Yu Xian had seen was very similar to the old Taoist, and he didn't know what the relationship between him and the old Taoist was.

Maybe the old Taoist was the Golden Core Elder of the inner sect of Baiyun Sect? It's just that he had never seen him.

Yu Xian thought in his heart and raised his hand slightly.

A section of elm tree root fell into his palm, and Yu Xian gently stroked it.

The root was very hard, and it was indeed an elm knot, an elm knot, one of the hardest "things" in the world.

Yu Xian whispered, "Elm Mother, Elm Mother... Although you didn't give birth to me, I am also a little elm block. In this respect, we are so similar..."

At this moment, the small elm tree on Yu Xian's chest, which looked like a painting, suddenly lit up.

The elm root in Yu Xian's hand suddenly became soft and stretched, as if it was coming alive!

Yu Xian's face changed on the spot, and he suddenly jumped off the bed, holding the elm root with both hands at the same time, and was surprised: "You, are you still alive!?"

However, the elm root did not respond to him, but continued to twist and stretch.

Until the end, a trace of undetectable breath shot out from the root, drilled into Yu Xian's palm, traveled all the way to his chest, and merged into the small elm tree.

The small elm tree, which was like a tattoo but thousands of times more real than a tattoo, emitted a faint light, and began to stretch and appear active.

Similarly, in Yu Xian's Dantian Qi Sea, the elm tree on the base also grew a little, with green branches and leaves.

The tree root in Yu Xian's hand turned into a handful of wood powder, which fell from his hand.

Yu Xian was stunned and looked at the small pile of wood powder on the ground for a long time without saying a word.

He knew the changes in his body better than anyone else. This tree root brought him a lot of nourishment.

If he hadn't built a foundation at this moment, this tree root might even help him improve the quality of his spiritual roots.

And now, this tree root also helped his foundation-building elm tree grow a lot, at least saving him half a year of practice.

"Is this your last help to me..."

After a long time, Yu Xian whispered and reached out to hold the jade pendant on his chest.

The big elm tree was dead, and its trunk and demon pill were taken away by the old Taoist, leaving only the tree root.

Unexpectedly, this tree root eventually became Yu Xian's tonic.

Moreover, this tree root has been occupied by Balimin for more than a year, but it has never melted, let alone been absorbed by Balimin.

So it is obvious that only Yu Xian can absorb this elm tree root. Others get it as a refining material.

This is the last help left to him by his elm mother.

Yu Xian exhaled lightly, his eyes firm.

He would accept it if it was help.

After all, if the tree root is left, it will only be a dead thing. Only if it is transformed into energy and flows into his body, watering the little elm tree in his body, and helping him become stronger, is the wish of the elm mother.

Therefore, Yu Xian did not say anything more. With one hand, another elm tree root appeared in his hand.

As usual, the tree root stretched for a while, stretched, and then willingly gave all the energy to Yu Xian.

The energy of ten tree roots combined is more valuable than a fourth-grade top-grade treasure pill!

Because the warm, nourishing, and perfectly matched energy can allow Yu Xian to absorb 100%, without any drug resistance!

The little elm tree has grown more than three feet taller and much stronger.

The inscriptions, carvings, and various obscure talismans on the base are also becoming clearer!

Yu Xian has reached the perfection of the initial stage of foundation building!