Chapter 147 It’s time to close the net

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As the news that Lin Changan never failed to make alchemy gradually spread, Furong Garden became even more popular, and he was able to take root in Tianyuan Immortal City.

Time passed, and five years passed quickly.

"Thirty-three years old!"

On this day, Lin Changan looked at the peach blossoms blooming again in the courtyard, and his face couldn't help but show emotion, with a sense of maturity as time passed.

In the year of his establishment, the thirty-three-year-old Lin Changan had been practicing the Invisible Sword Technique. This ancient technique had been practiced for five years, and his cultivation had stabilized at the early stage of foundation building.

"Spiritual roots! No wonder the world of immortality depends on spiritual root talent."

Lin Changan sighed helplessly. Although his talent for middle-grade spiritual roots was good, he had clearly felt that his cultivation had slowed down after building the foundation. After five years of hard training, he could even feel that his cultivation had slowed down to a stagnation. of that situation.

"No wonder so many monks become disheartened after their cultivation stagnates, and they also want to take risks and give it a try."

This is still the case when Lin Changan has a rare treasure that keeps his body in a clean state. He has a premonition that his talent for middle-grade spiritual roots may cause his cultivation to stagnate after the middle stage of foundation building.

It's not that he doesn't work hard, it's that his spiritual talent is limited.

Although he had been prepared for it, he never came so early, which is why he didn't have much confidence in the golden elixir even though he had a rare treasure.

Among the Jindan Daoist cultivators in the world of immortality, most of them are cultivators with heavenly spiritual roots, earthly spiritual roots, alien spiritual roots and various spiritual bodies. The rest are almost all high-grade spiritual roots, either by chance or by chance. The kind with great perseverance.

It's not that those with poor spiritual roots really have no chance. There are also low-grade spiritual roots that take off by great opportunities, but the chances are too small.

"There is no shortage of techniques and spiritual objects in the world of cultivating immortals that can improve spiritual roots. It is even said that major sects have secret techniques and spiritual objects for cultivating acquired spiritual bodies."

Thinking of this, Lin Changan secretly frowned. The Tianyuan Immortal City Conference a hundred years later might have this opportunity.

"I have no choice but to sell myself." Lin Changan smiled bitterly. If there was a chance, he wouldn't mind serving Tianyuan City for a hundred years in exchange for a chance.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a spiritual light seemed to sense Lin Changan's aura and fell directly from the sky.

At the edge of the pond, Lin Changan stretched out his hand to catch the jade talisman that transmitted messages from thousands of miles away. This message came from the Jianmen of Miaowa Kingdom, thousands of miles away.

Five years have changed a lot. Murong Yue is in charge of the Sword Sect. Without developing the sect, it can bring him tens of thousands of spiritual stones every year.

There are letters from Qingzhushanfang City every year. Li Han is still practicing hard, but his qualifications for low-grade spiritual roots make Lin Changan sigh. If there is no chance, it will be like this. It is a pity that the authorities are obsessed with it, and this is also his obsession.

Qi Feng is living a good life, and he is full of children. Over the years, Qi Feng has married several daughters to the Li family, Zhang family, etc. There are also many sons with spiritual talents, and they have fully settled in Arrived at Qingzhu Mountain.

"Wow, Qi Feng's boy is actually so big."

When he saw Qi Feng's letter, Lin Changan couldn't help but show surprise, then turned around and thought again, he couldn't help but suddenly realized.

Qi Feng was eighteen years old when he came here, and he got married that year. In the small group of four, the eldest child was already in his prime.

Looking at the contents of the letter, Lin Changan smiled hoarsely. Qi Feng was indeed the first person to flourish. Although he had relied on resources to reach the seventh level of Qi training over the years, his focus was almost entirely on his family business.

"Murong Yue!"

When he saw Murong Yue's message, Lin Changan couldn't help but reveal a smile, "It is indeed a high-grade spiritual root. It has already reached its bottleneck. It is not small in ambition. It will come in a while."

The first reason why he was able to practice so quickly was because the sect had invested a lot of resources, and in addition to the fact that he had enriched his own pockets, the most critical point was that he had taken five Foundation Establishment Pills.

With the help of five foundation-building pills, he had already established the foundation early. However, Murong Yue, who has a high-grade spiritual root, only reached the perfection of Qi training five years later.

"The Sword Sect has not developed outside, and a large amount of resources have been sent to it, so the Beast Control Zhou family has gradually relaxed their vigilance, especially since it was rumored that I can refine the Foundation Establishment Pill after taking root in Tianyuan City."

Looking at the sect's information, Lin Changan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Murong Yue, I can give you this opportunity to build a foundation. I hope you won't let me down."

Murong Yue's letter clearly stated that she only wanted a chance to build a foundation. As long as she was willing to help her, the Sword Sect with a strong foundation-building expert would be able to grow rapidly, and then more resources would be sent every year.

For Lin Changan, who needs spiritual stones all the time, Jianmen's tens of thousands of spiritual stones a year may not be much, but it is not a small amount either.

"Xian'er."

After the sound transmission jade talisman dissipated with a pinch, Lin Changan took out a thousand-mile transmission talisman from the storage bag with a smile on his face. After engraving the content on it, he called Luo Xian.

"Brother Lin."

Five years later, Luo Xian became more and more beautiful, and his cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi training, but he was still far away from building a foundation.

Looking at Luo Xian, Lin Changan had a smile on his face. After raising him for so many years, he will be able to reap the rewards if he keeps raising him again.

"Send this thousand-mile transmission note."

Luo Xian, who received the sound-transmitting jade talisman, chuckled and nodded. This can be regarded as a method of communication between monks. After sending the sound-transmitting talisman to the approximate location through the spirit ship, he directly releases these jade talismans, which will be automatically sensed within a thousand miles. The familiar scent left.

After watching Luo Xian leave to deliver the letter, Lin Changan couldn't help but walk out of Furong Garden and look in the direction of the small courtyard at Laoguan, the corners of his mouth raised slowly.

"Old guy, it's been five years, it's time to close the net."

When Lin Changan came out, all the acquaintances he met along the way greeted him respectfully, even the fellow Foundation Establishment monks were obviously more respectful in their words.

There are differences between people. Even if they are both Foundation Establishment monks, or even have similar cultivation levels, Lin Changan has surpassed these ordinary Foundation Establishment monks in terms of status due to his status as a guest of the Alchemy Palace and his skill as an alchemist.

"Master Lin."

I happened to meet my old grandson Guan Changshou, and the female monk Tao Qiaozhi whom I had known for five years, a small and exquisite female monk who looked pure, innocent and romantic.

The two of them were full of respect when facing Lin Changan, the foundation-building monk and alchemist.

"kindness."

Lin Changan smiled and nodded to the two of them, then walked outside, while the pair of young people behind him were full of joy.

"Qiaozhi, my grandfather has almost collected enough materials for me to build the Foundation Establishment Pill. When I become a Foundation Establishment Monk, I can earn more spirit stones for you and give you a chance to build a Foundation."

Looking at the considerate young female cultivator in front of him, Guan Changshou's eyes were full of doting, while Tao Qiaozhi nodded with a smile on her face.

"Brother Guan, I'm waiting for you to become a foundation-building monk."

When the two people look at each other, their eyes can be drawn, and people can also see the love between the two.

The poor old man spends his days in street stalls buying talismans and gathering materials for his grandson's foundation, while his grandson is flirting with her.

However, Guan Changshou's character is still good, and he endured it for five years in order to build his foundation.



Lin Changan didn't know when he changed into gray clothes and a hat in the corner. His body shape and smell also changed, making people unaware of his identity.

In a private room of a tavern.

Although this innocent-looking female cultivator Tao Qiaozhi also put on a disguise, under the consciousness of the foundation-building cultivator Lin Changan, she saw it very clearly.

However, the innocent appearance behind the veil turned into anxiety and resentment. Seeing this scene, Lin Changan lowered his bamboo hat and said hoarsely: "Girl Tao, I am your benefactor anyway."

The mysterious man's words immediately made Tao Qiaozhi react instantly, suppressing the resentment in her heart, and couldn't help but pretend to be panicked.

"Senior, you said that Guan Changshou had the opportunity to build a foundation. I approached this boy according to your instructions. Five years! Five years in total. Do you know how I survived these five years under Lao Guan's nose?"

When talking about the old juncture, Tao Qiaozhi couldn't help showing a hint of nervousness and fear, "Senior, I'm sorry, but this old juncture is really too cunning. If this damn old man hadn't spent most of his time either drawing or selling talismans, I'd be serious I can’t hold it anymore.”

Ever since she knew what happened at this old juncture, she was really a little scared, but under the temptation of Zhuji, she entered this dragon's den.

"Little girl!"

Lin Changyan gritted his teeth and said hoarsely: "My relatives were abducted by this old guy. I am not willing to kill him so easily. I want him to taste my pain."

This is the persona of Lin Changan's identity. With his hoarse voice, Tao Qiaozhi has been frightened for the past five years, fearing that the old man will find out the problem.

"Senior, this Guan Changshou seems to be fascinated by me, but how could something like the Foundation Establishment Pill pass through my hands? How could I get it!"

Tao Qiaozhi was a little unwilling. She had paid the price for five years. If she really didn't get anything out of it, it would be a loss.

Lin Changan, who was behind the hat, looked at this smart woman with a sneer. He knew that she was borrowing strength, but everyone was just getting what they needed.

"You said, if your son is sold and you are pregnant with the Guan family's flesh and blood, what will happen to Old Man Guan at this time?"

The hoarse voice made Tao Qiaozhi feel chilled in her heart. This old monster was too cruel, but if you think about it, you can understand that you kidnapped someone else's child, and now it's normal for them to come back with revenge.

"Impossible!" Tao Qiaozhi swallowed and said anxiously: "No matter who is facing the upcoming opportunity to build a foundation, there is no way he can lose his body easily."

"Have I ever said that?" Under Tao Qiaozhi's astonished look, Lin Chang'an, who was wearing a bamboo hat, sneered hoarsely: "This pill is enough to make you falsely pregnant for three months. Unless the Foundation Establishment monks investigate, otherwise nothing will happen. People can find out.”

"I have already contacted the people in Miaowa Country. I will contact you when the time comes. You only need to take Guan Changshou to the designated place. Someone will handle it when the time comes, and you!"

Although Lin Changan didn't say anything further when he said this, Tao Qiaozhi was not stupid either. He understood instantly and nodded excitedly.

"Thank you, senior. I will swallow this pill when the time comes. At this juncture, for the sake of the Guan family's bloodline, I can only give me this Foundation Building Pill."

Seeing Tao Qiaozhi being so wise, Lin Changan laughed hoarsely and with satisfaction, "This is what I call the opportunity to build a foundation. The opportunity is given to you, it depends on whether you can get it."

"With the Foundation Establishment Pill in hand, if you don't use it for a day, you will be pregnant with the treasure. But you are different. Pregnancy and loss of virginity only reduce the chance of Foundation Establishment. It does not mean that there is no chance."

"Thank you, senior."

After five years of hard work, when she finally saw the opportunity to build a foundation, Tao Qiaozhi suddenly showed a grateful expression. When she raised her head, the figure in front of her had disappeared, and only a pill was shining brightly on the table.

When seeing this scene, Tao Qiaozhi couldn't help but swallow her saliva, a complicated expression appeared on her face, and finally turned into a ruthless one.

"Brother Guan, don't blame me. This is all what your Guan family owes to others. Even if I weren't there, there would be others."

When she said this, she seemed to feel a lot better, and she disguised herself and left the tavern. The pills on the table also disappeared.



The streets of Tianyuan Fairy City.

"grandfather."

When he was seeing off a customer in front of the stall with a smile on his face, his grandson Guan Changshou suddenly walked over. At this moment, the smile on Lao Guanguan's kind face became even stronger.

"Don't worry, we are just a little bit close to getting enough spiritual stones to buy the last spiritual herb. Moreover, Grandpa has asked Master Lin to find a reliable monk. You will definitely be able to build the foundation by then."

For his grandson, Lao Guanjian truly loved him, and his grandson did not disappoint him. Not only was he talented, but he was also never lazy in his training.

"Grandpa, you have worked hard."

Seeing that his grandfather was still fighting for himself even in his old age, Guan Changshou's eyes were a little moist, but he still pretended to have a firm smile and nodded.

"Grandpa, don't worry. After I build the foundation, I will let you see our Guan family flourish."

After hearing this, Lao Guan suddenly grinned widely, but when he thought of something, he suddenly frowned.

"Tao Qiaozhi, are you okay?"

Looking at his grandfather's worried eyes, Guan Changshou couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Grandpa, it's been five years, do you think I can't control myself at this critical moment?"

Regarding his grandson, he was still relieved at this moment, but he still frowned and said in a deep voice: "I always feel that there is something wrong with this girl Tao Qiaozhi. You should be careful. After you build the foundation, grandpa will personally check it for you."

Suddenly Guan Changshou was a little dumbfounded. His grandfather was overly worried, but he still smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's been five years, but you are still worried. If there is something wrong, you wouldn't have noticed it long ago."

It seems reasonable to say this. It has been five years. If this girl wants to find a backer, it is human nature.

Lao Guanguan secretly thought about it, and this idea seemed to make sense, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart. However, looking at his grandson's determined expression, he secretly prayed that his grandson must succeed in building the foundation.

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