Just when Mo Chengjun's 'whistle' spread, not far away, Ba Mansion.
Baling'er, who was originally restless, suddenly stopped and then burst out laughing.
The joy was beyond words.
He was really happy, happy for his brother.
On the side, Zhao Rulan's expression instantly became stunned and unbelievable.
Even that night, when Baling'er spoke like that, Zhao Rulan still had doubts.
This was not a lack of trust between her and Baling'er, it was simply the knowledge and judgment she should have as an excellent Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.
Thousands of years have passed, and countless wonderful and beautiful people have suffered a bloody blow at this level.
Why did you take that step?
But now, the facts were before her.
At this moment, even Zhao Rulan herself didn't notice that Mo Chengjun already had a different status in her heart.
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Four Seasons Peak, inside the Bamboo Garden.
"He succeeded?"
"He actually succeeded!"
"He succeeded!"
These three sentences are all from the mouth of Fairy Ruoli.
Until the end, when she looked at her master, her wonder and joy overshadowed her usual coldness and unique charm.
As for the Four Seasons Sword Master, this big boss acted very calmly. He sat there calmly, sipping tea calmly and reading a book calmly.
Even if the news came that Mo Chengjun had successfully built the foundation, it still couldn't disturb her.
Only the little girl in the bun, the little girl who knows her master best, can discover it.
The female sword master flipped through the book much faster than usual.
And that book is called "The Secret of Hope"
…
It is also this day, Yunjian City.
For the first time, the old master gave a group of young men a half-day off. He also wandered to a wine shop and bought a jar of the best wine.
The old master's ability to drink was not good, and his quality of wine was even worse. He drank just one pot of wine and got very drunk. In the private school, he acted like a drunkard everywhere.
At this moment, he didn't act like a dying old man.
It was also at this moment that someone who had lived in Chashu Street all his life was telling others.
The old master is said to be a teetotaler, and the last time he drank alcohol seems to have been traced back forty or fifty years ago.
It was also an afternoon, and the old master still looked young. After returning from a trip, he was very drunk.
But it's different from this time.
That time, although the old master was also drunk and crazy,
But he was crying.
…
Mo Chengjun's foundation building movement is a bit loud, but where is this place?
This is the Galaxy Sword Sect!
This is the Immortal Sect with hundreds of thousands of disciples!
There are people here trying to break through every day!
Whether it's success or failure, it doesn't matter if there is one more sword cultivator in the Foundation Establishment realm.
Moreover, Mo Chengjun is actually very low-key.
As a scientific research leader, apart from being immersed in his own research world, he rarely takes the initiative to care about the outside world, and his contact area is extremely narrow.
Naturally, not many people know about him.
But when he breaks through, the sect uniform he wears no longer belongs to the inner disciple, but to the true disciple!
Although there are fewer true inheritances of foundation building, they are still true inheritances, right?
Of course, Mo Chengjun is really not the kind of person who likes to show off.
Although there has been qualitative progress, the plan to celebrate is to cook a sumptuous dinner in person.
I'm looking for a few bottles of good wine and inviting a group of friends to have a banquet under the moonlight. I won't come home until I'm drunk!
In fact, he didn't have many friends. Apart from Xue Pan and his son, Baling'er and his wife, plus the cute little Rui'er, there was also Fairy Ruoli.
This one was a bit colder and not easy to get close to, but Mo Chengjun thought about it and invited her over.
After all, she is the one who leads Mo Chengjun into immortality.
However, when she came, she had a bad look on her face and was so indifferent that she even made Mo Chengjun wonder if he owed her millions.
Mo Chengjun couldn't figure it out, but he just wanted to entertain him warmly. Master Jin Dan, why don't we hold him in his arms?
In the evening breeze,
Under the waning moon,
In the small courtyard,
Beside the big tree,
square table,
The table is full of food and wine, friends drink together and chat.
This is a very harmonious scene, like a painting.
Also today, Mo Chengjun showed his talkative side. Although he is a homebody and addicted to research, it does not mean that his emotional intelligence is low.
In fact, how can a person who can run a laboratory of a hundred people and achieve continuous scientific research results really not understand the world?
However, his sense of urgency was too strong before, and the deadline was like a wolf chasing after him, forcing him to run for his life.
Of course, even though he had already established his foundation, Mo Chengjun still couldn't figure out how much life he still had. His body was too special.
But there is no doubt that, after adjusting to the best condition, he will live for at least tens or hundreds of years, and the subsequent matters can naturally be taken slowly.
And when Mo Chengjun wanted to communicate with others after losing his heavy burden, his originally suppressed emotional intelligence emerged.
He doesn't talk much and is a good listener.
But he speaks very deeply and can often hit the nail on the head.
He has extensive knowledge and unique insights. He never follows what others say when looking at problems and can give different views and opinions.
Chatting and bragging with him can often keep you in a happy mood and inspire you.
This may have something to do with the fact that he once served as a doctoral supervisor for a period of time.
That night, Mo Chengjun let everyone see his heroic and passionate side.
One glass of wine followed another, one sentence after another, and the atmosphere on the wine table reached its peak.
Even Ruoli has lost her fairy-like coldness. After a few glasses of wine, her face is flushed.
Yes, this was the first time Mo Chengjun saw her face.
Duan is as beautiful as jade, which captivates the country, especially the two red clouds, which make people want to take a bite.
Of course, just thinking about it.
Mo Chengjun was not so courageous, so when the thought came up, he immediately shook it off.
When it was fun, even the four-eared donkey demon came to join in the fun. Taking advantage of everyone's happiness, he had to play for everyone.
Don't tell me, as long as you don't look at that donkey face and just listen to the voice, the singing is actually not bad.
Being in a good mood, Mo Chengjun actually decided immediately and gave him a few days off and a few pieces of silver so that he could go to Yunjian City to listen to a play.
Just this, the four-eared donkey demon was so excited that he sang out of tune.
Everyone was laughing, eating, talking, playing and making noise, and didn't disperse until late at night.
Mo Chengjun didn't pay attention to the mess on the ground. He just sat under the tree, enjoying the evening breeze and fell asleep in the smoke.
…
Perhaps it is because he has let go of his heavy psychological baggage after successfully building the foundation, or perhaps it is because he has made great progress in his spiritual power after breaking through the "Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Concept".
During this sleep, Mo Chengjun had a dream, a long dream.
He dreamed of a night filled with dark clouds and lightning and thunder.
'He' encountered five people who were in danger, biting and fighting like wild beasts.
Although it looks like novices pecking each other now, only 'he' knows how dangerous it is.
In the end, he was awakened to his sanity by thunder, heavy rain and blood among the corpses.
He dreamed of a desolate ancient road, a strong west wind, and only one person walking alone.
'He' was unaware, driven only by instinct, and walked through ancient roads, through wilderness, through low mountains, and through dense forests.
'He' walked far and wide until he climbed out of a deep pit.
Looking back inadvertently, he saw a silvery-white oval egg in the center of the pit that had cracked, flowing out of light blue liquid and a complicated metal structure.
He dreamed of falling rapidly, shaking, the small space shaking like a sieve, and the hum of machinery kept ringing in his ears.
Then, the corpse-like 'him' showed signs of life.
The dream ends here.
And Mo Chengjun woke up from his dream.
He sat up suddenly, breathing heavily, but the dream in his mind was still so clear.
No, that was not a dream.
That was his lost memory, which he found after he grew to a certain stage.
The scene in the dream was traced back like a movie replay. At a certain time, it got stuck.
Then, they are connected in series and move forward in time.
Finally, Mo Chengjun knew, how he came to this world?
He comes from without.
and resurrected from a dormant warehouse.
Wandering in the wilderness again, fighting like wild beasts, and finally woke up in the rain and blood.
…
Mo Chengjun did not show how happy he was after recovering part of his lost memories. Instead, he had an unspeakable feeling that lingered in his heart for a long time.
And what followed was more doubts.
For example, why is he in that dormant chamber?
How long have you been sleeping in the dormant cabin?
Why does it appear in this world?
And why did it fall from the sky?
There were many doubts, but Mo Chengjun didn't worry too much.
On the one hand, it is useless to struggle.
On the other hand, he believed that as his cultivation progressed and his spiritual power grew stronger, those memories that should be his would always be recovered.
In the following days, Mo Chengjun adjusted his mentality and went into retreat again.
This retreat was not long. What I did more was to stabilize my foundation and polish my magic power. I also took the time to measure my gains from breaking through the realm.
He has made calculations and compared before and after. Although he has only taken this step, he has gained a lot.
The mana has increased by at least nearly ten times, and the entire sea of consciousness has expanded by no less than a hundred times.
This kind of growth is really surprising, and it also makes Mo Chengjun understand why the status gap before and after foundation building is so huge?
That is a huge difference in strength!
Secondly, the physical benefits are not very obvious. The main reason is that Mo Chengjun has already surpassed his innate ability and has already received the benefits he deserves.
On the contrary, the growth of the spiritual power is extremely gratifying.
"Zhongtian Arctic Lagerstroemia Contemplation Method" focuses on the mind power of the soul. However, the breath-taking method does not fail to increase the soul, but the growth rate is not fast.
Equivalent to breaking through the realm, the spirit that has been consumed in practice will be fed back, and the effects will be different depending on the breath-taking method.
"Hunyuan Qi" is quite outstanding in this aspect, because it focuses on Hunyuan Ruyi, and what it strengthens is the effect of mental power.
This feedback is naturally more intense.
A few days later, Mo Chengjun came out of seclusion again. He went to the Four Seasons Peak again and met the Four Seasons Sword Master Shen Jinxiu.
Although he believed that the female sword master must be fully aware of his situation, but she knew that it was her business, which did not mean that he could ignore this link.
As expected, the female sword master was not surprised at his arrival and just took him out for a walk.
They first went to the Patriarch Hall and worshiped the Patriarch in front of a portrait.
He entered the Galaxy Hall again and took a drop of blood and soul to make a life soul lamp.
When a person dies, the lamp goes out, and conversely, when the lamp goes out, the person dies.
This is the most commonly used method to determine the life or death of a monk.
The main reason is that in this world, even immortal cultivators dare not say that they will not encounter danger, and it is not uncommon for them to be trapped for ten or eight years.
Finally, they went to the Internal Affairs Hall to register and received various exclusive supplies.
When this series of things was completed, when Mo Chengjun returned to the courtyard again, he had become a genuine disciple.
Being named and registered is very different from the previous treatment of a true disciple.
It is worth mentioning that Mo Chengjun joined the Four Seasons Peak and was considered a disciple of the Four Seasons Sword Master.
Currently, he works in the Hall of Enlightenment and the Zangfa Tower, and his position is the newly appointed guardian of the Zangfa Tower.
After all, the Galaxy Sword Sect is a large sect, and the true disciples have to complete some tasks with the generous sect benefits and resources.
Mo Chengjun's position was specially arranged by the Four Seasons Sword Master.
Even in the Galaxy Sword Sect, there are not many true disciples. If there is one more person, and he is such a special person, it will definitely cause quite a stir.
For example, the group of elders in the Enlightenment Hall are all gearing up.
Mo Chengjun's previous copy of "The Secret Record of Hope" caused quite a commotion in the Hall of Enlightenment.
Some people agree, but many others dismiss it as nonsense.
If it weren't for the big bosses above, they would have come to kill him long ago.
But no matter which one it is, this group of elders will remember 'Mo Chengjun'.
And now?
Mo Chengjun told everyone the truth. He succeeded and solved the eternal problem 'Forty Deadlines'.
No matter how much controversy there has been, none of it is as convincing as this living example.
This has dispelled the arrogance of many old people, but can't you restrain your attitude a little and come to ask for advice?
However, I don’t know if it was intentional or a coincidence.
Just when these group of elders were gearing up and came to his door one by one to discuss the Tao with him, Mo Chengjun actually went into seclusion.
Yes, he went into seclusion again.
Breaking the foundation and building the foundation is just a hurdle. After that, there are actually many things that need to be done.
This time, he had to spend a long time to condense the magic power of "Hunyuan Qi" into a higher level of "Seven Mysterious Sword Qi".
This is a step that almost every Galaxy Sword Sect Foundation Establishment Realm monk must take.
However, this kind of conversion is not easy.
First of all, not everyone can understand the difference between these mana structures.
They couldn't make accurate replacements, so they could only rely on secret methods to try again and again until they found the right direction, and then spent time polishing it.
Secondly, the sharpness of Qixuan Sword Qi is its advantage. Even if it is only triggered by the sword technique, it will release a large wave of sword energy with considerable lethality.
But this also means that it is extremely difficult to master. Even if the sword cultivators want to operate it smoothly, it is not easy. This requires a little time to practice.
Mo Chengjun discovered that it was not easy to use such magical power to activate the spiritual power of heaven and earth and use magic.
It seems that the mana attribute is too sharp, so that the fit with the heaven and earth spiritual machine has decreased, and it is extremely difficult to resonate.
It's no wonder that Fairy Ruoli, a true successor of the sect, could actually cook like that with the 'Fire Crow Curse'?
Of course, none of the above problems are a problem for Mo Chengjun.
And the time it took for him to transform did not take long, relying on his powerful spiritual power.
In summary, conversion is just a retreat.
It is worth mentioning that after completing the transformation, Mo Chengjun tried again and again to condense the magical seeds that had been scattered due to the breakthrough.
This time, he still took some time.
But looking at the 'Mobius strip' that constantly revolves around the vortex of mana in the sea of consciousness, Mo Chengjun still feels quite accomplished.
By this time, the magical seeds had only occupied one-twentieth of his mana, which was considered acceptable.
In addition, his magic power is enough to bear the consumption required for each use. At this point, these two magical powers have truly turned into his combat power.
Because he was no longer in a hurry, Mo Chengjun did not rush to plan the training plan after establishing the foundation.
Instead, I had a rare few days of leisure. While slowly strengthening my control over this body, I also did some research that I liked.
This time, Mo Chengjun aimed at the Eye of Lingquan.
Yes, whether it was the Eye of the Spiritual Fountain in the dormant stage that he bought initially, or the Eye of the Spiritual Fountain in the active stage that he later picked up from the first floor of the secret library, he had briefly observed it, but did not study it in depth.
Because he doesn't think it's necessary. Even if he really understands the secret, does he really want to use the cave method in the Qi Entraining Realm?
just kidding!
The span was too big, and he always felt that it was an unrealistic dream.
But now that the foundation is established, I can finally try it a little bit.
It’s really just a little bit…
This is Mo Chengjun’s idea!
Then he really started researching.
Then, he encountered the second Waterloo besides the sword intention, which resulted in his head being bruised and bleeding, but he gained nothing.
Until now, he still hasn't figured out the conditions for the formation of the Eye of Spiritual Spring?
What kind of internal structure is there that can provide an endless stream of inspiration?
And what is this dormant period?
Running out of energy?
But the Eye of the Spiritual Spring is originally a mass of spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered to the point of being almost physical, so why is it said that the energy is exhausted?
Or, when the energy is used up, shouldn’t it just dissipate between heaven and earth?
Why is there still a 'dormant period'?
There were so many doubts here, so many that it seemed as if a new world was slowly unfolding, seeming to invite him to study and understand, which aroused Mo Chengjun's 'desire to fight'.
He is eager to try!
