Foundation Establishment Pill, the most critical pill for monks to advance to the Foundation Establishment realm. It can be said that more than 90% of the monks use this elixir to break through the realm and successfully build the foundation.
The Yunxiao Sect's official price for this elixir is six thousand spirit stones for a B grade and ten thousand for an A grade. Both require various conditions and cannot be purchased by ordinary people.
If it were an auction house, the former could fetch at least 10,000 spirit stones, and the latter could fetch 30,000.
And bidders also need certain qualifications.
As for the value of a high-grade spiritual stone, it is only a little over eleven thousand spiritual stones.
Which one should you choose? Do you still have to hesitate?
Just as Yang Zhen was about to tell her answer, she suddenly felt a thrill in her heart.
wrong!
How could such a precious elixir as the Foundation Establishment Pill be used as a prize here?
You must know that in the middle of Yuan Cheng's foundation-building period, his annual salary was only a little over two thousand.
Why do you, a schoolboy who has not yet entered the sect, get a reward of five times his annual salary?
What earth-shattering contribution have you made?
He gathered his thoughts and asked tentatively: "Senior sister, will every schoolchild who comes here get this reward?"
"Of course." The senior sister answered simply.
This is even more impossible!
Regardless of whether it is a spiritual or foundation-building pill, it is worth tens of thousands. If three hundred schoolchildren come here, does the sect want to give a reward of three million?
How ridiculous!
This is definitely a trap!
Can't have it!
He tentatively asked again: "Can I not want it? It won't affect my ability to move forward, right?"
"Of course." Senior sister was still so straightforward.
"Then I don't want it, thank you for your kindness." Yang Zhen cupped her hands, walked around the senior sister, and stepped forward.
With a smile in her eyes, the senior sister let him pass by without stopping him at all.
Yang Zhen let out a long sigh, it seemed that her judgment was correct.
After walking for more than ten steps, Yiyi's crisp voice sounded in his mind:
"Brother, the prize just now was fake!"
Yang Zhen was surprised: "Can you tell?"
"Of course!" the little thing said proudly, "It's all an illusion! How could you possibly deceive me?"
She continued: "I have looked carefully. Those two things are made of stone. They weigh fifty or sixty pounds at least, and they have talismans attached to them. If you really take them, you won't be able to throw them away, hehe. !”
"Let me just say, there is no such thing as pie in the sky." Yang Zhen was smug and very satisfied with her performance just now.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong: "Yiyi, since you saw it, why didn't you remind me?"
"Why do I have to remind you!" The little thing said confidently, "It would be so fun if you were fooled and fell for it!"
"Funny, you big-headed ghost," Yang Zhen was speechless: "Your spiritual honey tonight is confiscated."
"No! Bad guy!"
"Then can you help?"
"I don't!"
…
One person and one grass just moved forward in a slapstick manner.
At this time, tall trees appeared again on both sides of the road, with lush branches and leaves, covering the sky tightly.
In the dark woods, white mist suddenly arose.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the surroundings are covered in white. Even the road ahead can only be seen a dozen steps away, as if we have returned to the Yunlan Valley yesterday.
A Yaksha with a ferocious face and a helmet suddenly appeared on the road ahead.
He opened his mouth wide and exposed two pairs of sharp fangs, as if he was ready to devour anyone at any time.
At the same time, there were also bursts of cold and chilling wind, which penetrated to the bone marrow.
"Boy, this road is blocked!" Yaksha shouted sternly, holding a big axe.
Yang Zhen was suddenly startled, and when she saw Yasha's ferocious appearance, she became even more frightened.
"Did I go the wrong way?" This was his first thought.
He recalled carefully and confirmed that he had not seen the fork when he came.
Then how come there is a Yaksha in power? Why don't you let people leave?
This is absolutely impossible!
Is there any way to defeat this Yaksha? Or--
This Yaksha is just scaring people!
He looked intently and saw that Yaksha stood motionless after speaking.
After careful analysis, I found that the Yaksha's figure was a little vague, and even the big ax was swaying slightly with the wind, like ripples in the water.
It turned out to be a phantom, which scared me to death!
To be cautious, he picked up a stone and threw it gently. As expected, the stone passed through Yasha's body.
He felt relieved and bravely stepped forward, but Yaksha showed no reaction.
After walking a hundred steps forward, the dense fog suddenly disappeared completely, and the sun shone into the lush forest again.
"Yiyi, are you disappointed?" Yang Zhen said with a smile.
The little thing snorted and didn't answer.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily and was pleased with herself.
…
The first level, a thousand steps under pressure, tests perseverance.
The second level, the selection of prizes, tests judgment and analysis, as well as greed.
The third level, Yaksha's threat, requires courage and carefulness.
What else will come next?
After walking comfortably for a few miles, he encountered the fourth level.
Ahead is a 20-foot-wide ravine, with mist lingering below it and bottomless.
On the valley ravine, a single-plank bridge flew in the air.
This single-plank bridge is only two feet wide and can only be used by one person.
Yang Zhen tried to stretch out a leg and stepped on it hard.
The wooden bridge swayed immediately and took a while to stop.
He quickly pulled his legs back.
"How can I live with this?" He was in trouble.
Yang Zhen knelt down and began to think.
First of all, even if you accidentally fall off the bridge, your life will not be in danger.
The sect is recruiting disciples, not playing a killing game.
"Yiyi," in order to verify her judgment, Yang Zhen asked in a low voice: "Is there also a phantom formation under this bridge?"
"Guess for yourself!" the little thing replied angrily.
Yang Zhen laughed loudly: "That's right!"
No matter how much trouble the little thing makes with him, it's impossible to really see him in danger without warning him.
In this case, you can relax and don't need to be frightened.
"Furthermore," he continued his analysis: "Although the sect does not prohibit the assessment of character, it does not advocate the use of magic power."
So how to pass this level?
What does it test?
should be--
courage!
What is courage? Courage is when you are afraid, but you bite the bullet, face the difficulties, and look at death as if you are going home!
Sect, I hope that every student who comes here will have the courage to move forward boldly!
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and stood up.
Ignoring the heavy mist under his feet, he stepped out as if there was a flat road ahead!
The single-plank bridge began to shake slightly, and the amplitude gradually increased.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, and after her front foot was firmly planted on the wooden bridge, she slowly raised her other foot and stepped on it.
He has both feet on the wooden bridge!
The wooden bridge was still swaying, causing his whole body to sway from side to side, as if he was about to fall into the deep valley at any time.
He calmed down and did not panic.
Gradually, he noticed that as long as he didn't move randomly, the shaking was more like a psychological feeling.
The wooden bridge didn't move at all!
It's rock solid!
