I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 207. 25. It's about building a foundation!

“Huh, Bai Qiuran, don’t you give me garlic here.”

Xue Ling put away his life and death book, and said coldly:

“You have been fighting with me for more than two thousand years. What are your virtues, I don’t know? You absolutely know the trickiness in this matter!”

Bai Qiuran looked at the sky and whistled, but did not answer Xue Ling’s question.

“Okay, this question is our own problem in the ghost world.”

Xue Ling snorted coldly, and then drew out another piece of white paper, which recorded many addition and subtraction formulas.

“But don’t think that our ghost world will do your business. Based on the time before the life and death book happened, your current life span has also come to an end!”

Bai Qiuran took a closer look, and according to the above record, it was true that his life span had been lost for two years.

Before Su Xiangxue retreats, he once let him eat a longevity pill, but after a few years of this time jump, it is normal that the time for that longevity pill has run out.

However, Bai Qiuran wanted to hurry back to Qingming Sword Sect now, and didn’t want to gossip with Xue Ling in this wild land, so he said:

“Looking at our friendship for so many years…”

“No credit, don’t think about it.”

As soon as Bai Qiuran spoke, Xue Ling knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted directly.

“All right.”

Bai Qiuran thought for a while, and said seriously:

“Actually, you don’t know. I have already made a breakthrough this time when I travelled out. Now I am a monk in the foundation building period. You have to give me another two hundred years on your life.”

Breaking through the foundation-building period is a transformation of the form of life for monks.

“Where is your algorithm? Do you recharge and enjoy your time as a ghost world?”

“Is not it?”

Seeing Bai Qiuran’s take for granted, Xue Ling was silent for a while, and said:

“Well, even if the foundation period can add lifespan, have you really built the foundation?”

He looked at Bai Qiuran suspiciously.

“Building a foundation? Just you?”

“What? What do you mean?!”

Bai Qiuran glamorously said:

“Do you really think my aptitude is so dull?”

“Ha ha.”

Xue Ling responded indifferently:

“That’s the truth.”

“Hmph, look at your little man’s face.”

Bai Qiuran rolled up his sleeves and said:

“Today, Uncle Bai is going to suck up your dead face, look good, the real yuan is coming!”

He shouted, spread his palms, and suddenly the aura of True Essence flowed out and gathered on his palms.

“what?”

Xue Ling looked at Bai Qiuran’s palm in surprise.

“Really is Zhenyuan?”

“Can there be fakes?”

Bai Qiuran casually slapped the palm of his hand to the side, the true essence was condensed into palm prints and whizzed out, and a large mountain next to it thundered and turned into shreds. A group of wild beasts running at the foot of the mountain suffered an innocent disaster and was buried underneath by the collapsed mountain. .

What Bai Qiuran was using at this time was indeed True Essence, and it was terribly pure. Xue Ling hesitated for a moment, took out a mirror from his arms, and said to Bai Qiuran:

“Come on, let me scan the air sea.”

“Personal privacy cannot be violated!”

Bai Qiuran just wanted to refuse, Xue Ling had already pointed the mirror at his Qi Sea position. From Xue Ling’s perspective, a boiling ocean of energy had just appeared on the mirror. The next moment, Bai Qiuran raised his true Qi. Yuan, blocked his scan.

However, Xue Ling had sharp eyes. At the moment of his death, he still clearly saw the situation in Bai Qiuran’s anger, so he said angrily:

“You are also called Zhuji? You are really angry at all times!”

“Isn’t it enough to have true essence?”

Bai Qiuran asked confidently:

“Throwing upwards is equivalent to building a foundation!”

“God’s special agreement is equal to.”

Xue Ling vomited:

“The true energy in your sea of anger accounts for at least 80%, and rounding up doesn’t count as a foundation for you, right?”

“Then I am the virtual base realm.”

Bai Qiuran sighed:

“Oh, I don’t take advantage of you. Give me another twenty years.”

Seeing him look like “it’s cheaper for you”, Xue Ling paused and asked:

“What is the realm of the virtual base? Why haven’t I heard of it? When is there an additional virtual base period between the Qi refining period and the base building period?”

“Look at this unseen look of you, it’s still a ghost.”

Bai Qiuran said with his arms on his hips disdainfully:

“Since there is a virtual pill period between the foundation building and the golden core, of course there is also a virtual foundation period between the refining period and the foundation building period. Isn’t this common sense?”

“This is your common sense!”

Xue Ling angrily said:

“No, anyway, you have to give me an explanation today. Either you eat something that prolongs life in front of me, or I take you back to the ghost world!”

Seeing Xue Ling had pulled out the guy, Bai Qiuran sighed helplessly.

“Okay, Xue Yincha, then Bai asked for it.”

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It took some time to get rid of Xue Ling, ignoring the nearby ground that seemed to have been ravaged by giant beasts, Bai Qiuran rose up with his sword and continued to fly in the direction of ten places in Kyushu.

I have to find some longevity pills.

During the flight, he frowned and thought.

This time, no one came to bother him anymore. Bai Qiuran flew all the way to the Xuanjian Town at the foot of Qingming Sword Sect Mountain.

The Qingming Sword Sect’s mountain guarding formation is still stable, and the life of the townspeople under Hanging Sword Town is still as peaceful as before. It seems that during the time he left, nothing major happened in the realm of cultivation.

At the very least, the Alliance of Righteous Qi Dao League and the Demon Sect started the second Dao Demon War without any brain fever.

When he came here, Bai Qiuran felt a little bit of nostalgia, mainly because I didn’t know how long he had not returned. The steel plate apprentice at home was afraid that he would cry again when he saw him.

Bai Qiuran therefore decided to take a long walk in this small town.

The predecessor of Hanging Sword Town was a group of people in Guzhou who were tired of disputes. They wandered here about 1,400 years ago, and then lived at the foot of the mountain with the permission of Qingming Sword Sect. The shelter of Jianzong.

So this town was almost established by him.

But he hasn’t been here for hundreds of years. The first few times he went down the mountain, he passed by in a hurry. He didn’t have time to take a closer look. Now, when I take a closer look, the scale of the town has grown a little bit bigger, and the houses are being built more and more. It looks good.

“Brother Xun, the gang of gods on the mountain have come down to sell books again. I heard that there is the “Three Humming Sutra” you want this time!”

Walking down the street, a few children ran past him, whispering, and yelling vaguely.

“The fairy on the mountain?”

Bai Qiuran looked at the children who ran across the corner.

Most of these children are from the Qingming Sword Sect, and as far as he knows, the only person in the Qingming Sword Sect who likes doing this should be the Sixth Elder Qingyun. The girl likes to impart knowledge and is also in charge of the disciples on the mountain. Cultural and educational work.

Bai Qiuran followed in the footsteps of the children and came to the place to see that it was indeed a few disciples wearing the sword sect of Qingming who were selling books on the street.

So he walked up, paid a little money, bought a Shanhaijing, and looked back. This should have come from the book he compiled in the Gods.

Turning the book in his hand, Bai Qiuran shook his head.

“A lot of errors and omissions.”

“Brother, you can’t say that.”

His words were heard by the Qingming disciples on the side, and one of the male disciples suddenly widened his eyes and said:

“The book sold here has been personally reviewed by our six elders. How come there are mistakes and omissions? Come on, tell us where is the mistake and where is the omission?”

Ouch, Qingyun’s little fan.

This male disciple had this kind of reaction. Bai Qiuran was not surprised. Elder Qingyun was easy-going and beautiful. For those disciples who just started, he was a very gentle, beautiful and considerate sister of a beautiful teacher. There are also many fans in the sect.

However, although this male disciple was very angry, his attitude was still not tough, and it seemed that Qingyun was well trained.

Bai Qiuran smiled and was about to give him some answers, but at this moment, Elder Qingyun walked out of a shop by the side of the street.

She saw Bai Qiuran, her smile froze on her face, and Bai Qiuran also saw her.

“Uncle Patriarch!”

After froze for two seconds, Elder Qingyun suddenly walked over and bowed to Bai Qiuran, shocking the Qingming disciples.

“You are finally back.”

“What’s wrong?”

The second monk Bai Qiuran couldn’t figure it out.

“Jie Yunzi finally killed someone?”

“Not the head brother!”

Elder Qingyun said:

“All in all, you go back to the mountain with me and save the children inside.”