The Foundation Building Pill was equivalent to saving him half a year of hard training!
But Mu Nan did not immerse himself in joy. Instead, he was frightened and hurriedly sent a letter to Fairy Shuyun in Hongyan running script.
He explained the situation of Dantian Qihai in detail.
After Fei Yan flew away, he began to pace back and forth in the mountain stream, anxiously waiting for the master's reply.
The condition of his Dantian Qihai was so unique that it was completely beyond his knowledge.
According to the book, the vortex of the air sea in the Dantian before forming the elixir will gradually shrink.
This process is called foundation-building perfection.
When the vortex shrinks into a spherical shape and forms a pill, it cannot be called pill formation at this time. Sects with good deeds like to add a fake pill.
But in essence it is still a perfect state of foundation building.
Whether the elixir can be successfully formed in the future and the dantian sphere undergoes a qualitative change and turns into a crystal clear elixir depends on everyone's understanding.
But in his situation, he had never seen the vortex collapse and rotate in opposite directions in the book.
Therefore, I was eager to seek answers from Master.
This time he replied to the letter. He waited for an hour, almost trampling the mountain stream into a "Wangfu Stone", before he saw a stream of light flying towards him.
Mu Nan couldn't wait to grab the flying swallow of Hongyan Xingshu.
"I asked the commander-in-chief, your situation is a precursor to pill formation, don't panic!"
No wonder after waiting for so long, Fairy Shuyun must not be sure whether this situation is good or bad.
He had no choice but to seek advice from the commander-in-chief, but he did not dare to directly say that his disciple's Dantian Qihai was causing strange phenomena.
Instead, I spent a long time whispering around the commander-in-chief to get the exact information, and then I got the Hongyan running script.
"Pellet formation?"
Mu Nan was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatically started writing Hongyan Running Script again.
"Master, then haven't I completed the foundation building? I'm about to form the elixir?"
This time Fairy Shuyun's swan goose spread quickly, and there was an echo within a moment.
"It's still early! In this case, it can take up to a lifetime to formally form an elixir, or as little as a year. It takes an opportunity to form an elixir, and everyone is different, and there is no experience to teach. What's more, it is not a good thing to cultivate too quickly. Practice without distraction first. Build a solid foundation and build a solid foundation to complete your cultivation.”
Although Fairy Shuyun poured a basin of cold water on him, she clearly told him that he had completed the foundation building cultivation.
"Except for the half wisp of Dutian Divine Fire and the candlelight that seems to be extinguished at any time, everything is going well!"
Mu Nan was reassured by his master's answer to his doubts. While crossing his legs to stabilize his cultivation, he began to think about the Tao seeds.
At this time, Fairy Shuyun was drinking excitedly in Shufangyuan.
"My disciple is such a treasure!"
"If you don't build the foundation for three years, you can complete it in one month. This speed is comparable to that of the first-generation flag commander!"
"What's the point of these flag leaders recruiting useless disciples? Are we just looking at which disciple has the most promise?"
"Can they catch my eye?"
"By the way, I want to give Zhu Zi a beating. How dare she, a top disciple like me, ask for a betrothal gift?"
"Even if you give me a bride price, it's like you are holding my three flags high!"
"Yes, I am the one who wants the bride price, but how much should I ask for?"
"Headache!"
…
The next day.
When Mu Nan woke up from practice, he saw that a flying swallow transformed from Shuyun Fairy Hongyan's running script had fallen beside him.
The content of the letter is extremely lengthy:
"Since ancient times, marriages have been based on the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. This is the law of heaven...
You were born alone and had only one family member, your teacher. You must not make any private decisions about your choice of Taoist companion...
If it goes against the laws of nature, it will be extremely difficult to overcome the calamity! Remember, remember! "
Thousands of eloquent words are all diligent advice.
Mu Nan was moved to tears when he read the letter, and wrote a reply in Hongyan handwriting:
"Master has long-term thoughts and has begun to plan for the disciple to overcome the tribulation! The disciple will definitely not let down the master's good intentions!"
"Yes, remember, remember!"
When Mu Nan received Hongyan's running script again, he smelled a hint of conspiracy.
Hongyan Xingshu replied too quickly, which obviously did not conform to Fairy Shuyun's schedule.
It stands to reason that if you experience a night of hangover, you will still get up the next day to work three poles on the same day.
Did Master wait all night?
"What other tricks did Master come up with?"
Task? Spiritual stone?
Unable to guess what Fairy Shuyun wanted to do, Mu Nan shook off all the distracting thoughts, made the jade futon, and set off again.
Two hours later, he vaguely felt that the inner rhyme card seemed to be vibrating.
When I took it out and took a look, there was indeed new news.
"Tucheng Changlefang."
Although the information on the inner rhyme card would not be retained for a long time, he was sure that the five words that flashed now were the ones who sent the last of the two messages yesterday.
In other words, it comes from those who practice the Way.
He stared at the jade plaque and pondered for a long time. It was not until the tragic situation of the thirteen members of the Qi family emerged in his mind that he really made up his mind:
"No matter what you do, I will have a hand in it! Even if you go to pay homage to your birthday, you still have to leave a birthday message!"
Change direction and go straight to Tucheng!
…
Tucheng is a small city on the border of Hezhou.
The low city walls and the desolate Gobi desert all show its decay.
It is completely different from the prosperity of Hezhou City.
The name of Changlefang is quite grand, Changle Changle, Changchang Lele Weiyang.
In Tucheng, his name is also well-known, and everyone knows it.
After Mu Nan entered the city, he inquired casually and came to its door.
Six low earthen houses are connected together, and the word Changlefang is crooked.
The thick curtains occasionally opened, and pedestrians of all colors passed by in a hurry.
Gambling house!
Mu Nan opened the door and saw that there were quite a few people inside.
There was a smoky atmosphere, and the stench of sweat, feet, and bad breath were mixed with it, but groups of gamblers were enjoying themselves and didn't mind at all.
What shouts "open, open, open" is playing dice.
The one who shouts "Lululu" is playing Aipu.
The person who shouted "bird bird bird" was the one who bought the big roulette wheel of flowers and birds.
Although the shop is small, it has all the basics of gameplay.
If it weren't for the information provided by the Neiyun Card, anyone would regard Changlefang as a casino that can be seen everywhere in the world.
Rather than associate it with the Blood Demon Sect.
You can tell with your toes that it must be the same as Fengyue Tower, which is used by the Blood Demon Sect to collect all kinds of information in the mortal world.
Mu Nan carefully used his spiritual consciousness to explore the entire casino. Only the old man with a long beard who was dozing off at the counter had the cultivation level of Qi Refining.
The others are all ordinary people.
But for a small border town like Tucheng, the old man in the Qi refining stage must have existed like a god.
Just when Mu Nan was hesitating about how to integrate into this environment, the casino general came to his side.
"We met each other, which table did you like, would you like to try one?"
The "Tijiang" who watches the game in Changlefang is tall and tall, shirtless and bare-chested. In addition to trying to persuade people to join the game, he can also scare ordinary gamblers.
"I'm not very good at it. I don't know what to play."
Mu Nan didn't show any pretense and told the truth.
In his two lifetimes, without exception, he hated gambling and drugs the most, and he once swore an oath to fight gambling and drugs.
"Is it okay to share something in Changlefang?"
General Ti picked up a flesh-and-blood gambler, pushed Mu Nan to the gambling table, and continued: "Such a dice that only determines victory or defeat, doesn't it rely on luck?"
Mu Nan embarrassedly took out five gold beads from his sleeves and asked blankly: "Then where should I press them?"
"It all depends on personal feelings. I can't count on what I said. Once I lose, I will annoy my brothers."
After finishing speaking, Tijiang withdrew from the crowd and winked at the old man who was taking a nap.
The newcomer has already fallen into the trap, and he will not use the previous sentence as a reference if he presses more or less, or singles or doubles.
The gambler who had just been taken away took the opportunity to squeeze in, acting as a temporary strategist without giving in.
"Press double! I haven't hit double in seven games already! Trust me, Zhang Four-Six!"
Mu Nan didn't care about winning or losing, so he threw the golden beans on the word "double".
"Buy and leave!"
The dice player shook Sic Bo while shouting to the crowd of gamblers.
"Bang!"
Sic Bo landed!
"Double double double!"
"Just one!"
"Hehehehe!"
…
Mu Nan is not gambling, and is even a little bored.
Be casual about the size of your bets.
At the end of the game, I almost listened to the dog-headed military advisor Zhang Siliu. Mu Nan would press wherever he asked.
No more pressure every time, two golden beads.
There are wins and there are losses.
In normal times, Changlefang doesn't care whether the gambler wins or loses everything.
What matters when opening a gambling parlor is not gambling techniques, but human nature.
As long as a person still has the gambling spirit, no matter how much he wins on a certain day due to extreme luck, as long as he comes to Changlefang, he cannot escape the fate of going bankrupt.
However, Mu Nan was a new face, and he won more times at the beginning, but then became less and less.
He knew that the old man who was pretending to sleep was secretly doing something.
He controlled the dice in the dice cup with his spiritual power.
But Mu Nan disagreed.
He came to Changlefang to give eye drops to practitioners.
We are not here to fight over indifferent winning or losing.
