The foundation is built on nine floors.
Divided into front, middle and late stages.
The ninth level is an independent small realm, also known as the realm of Dzogchen. Only by building the foundation of Dzogchen, enriching one's body with mana, reaching the limit of spiritual consciousness, and having no progress in cultivation, can one have a glimmer of hope of breaking through the golden elixir.
Zhao Yongqi only built one level of foundation.
And he was in the stage of modifying his skills, so his strength was already weaker than usual.
Feng Mo from Shuiyue Valley.
However, the genuine eight-level foundation-building cultivation level is only one step away from reaching the ninth level, which is the state of perfect foundation-building. Even though they are both foundation-building monks, Feng Mo, as one of the best, is naturally not comparable to Zhao Yongqi.
...
"Fellow Daoist Feng and fellow Daoist He, please come in and have a chat."
The three of them stood a hundred feet high in the sky.
Zhao Yongqi waved his hand gently and saw a light red spiritual light flashing in the void not far in front of him. The red spiritual light was oval in shape, like an arched portal, emitting extremely weak spiritual pressure. It was the opening of the Fiery Eight Square Array. aisle.
"Huh."
"Clan Chief Zhao, your Zhao family's mountain protection formation is quite famous."
The octagonal array of fire appears.
Feng Mo didn't say anything.
Instead, it was a gutter-nosed monk from the Thousand Layers Alliance.
I saw him let out a light sigh and looked around a few times, showing a look of surprise.
"He Taoist friend Liao Zan, the only thing the Zhao family can do is probably this mountain protection formation."
Zhao Yongqi only knew the hook-nosed monk's surname.
Don't know anything about other situations.
On the surface, there are hundreds of foundation-building monks in the Qianzhong Alliance. The Zhao family collects intelligence on these foundation-building monks who often show up.
But the hooked nose is not included in this category.
This shows that he does not often walk outside, but is an ascetic monk who cannot be hidden from the Thousand Layers Alliance.
"Chief Zhao's words are wrong."
Conversation room.
The three of them entered the Fiery Octagon Formation one after another and flew towards the Five Elements Hall. The hook-nosed monk He, with a playful smile on his face, teased: "I heard that the Zhao family has a genius in alchemy. He can't practice it. In just ten years, we can refine seventh-grade elixirs, and even refine eighth-grade elixirs to the middle grade. It is said that they are only one step away from the top grade."
"Such an alchemy talent."
"Even if we, the Qianzhong Alliance, are a seventh-grade clan, it is very rare. The Zhao family is really blessed!"
The hook-nosed man said this seemingly casually.
In fact, there is hidden evil intention.
He just finished speaking.
I saw Feng Mo looking over. He was as calm as ever when he saw the Fiery Octagon Formation. At this moment, he showed a look of surprise: "The Zhao family actually has such a genius in alchemy? We must meet him on this trip."
For Feng Mo, who was born in Shuiyue Valley.
What kind of formation has he never seen before? The Fierce Eight Square Formation is very powerful for the Zhao family, but in his opinion it is mediocre.
Alchemy geniuses are quite different.
If a genius of alchemy is discovered in Shuiyue Valley, it must be protected and cultivated in all aspects. Even if he wants to meet him, it will not be easy.
In Feng Mo's view.
The Zhao family is a small ninth-grade family.
To have such a genius is really a waste of resources and a pearl in secret.
Strangely.
Naturally, I want to see him.
Hear this.
Zhao Yongqi's heart trembled, and he had a vague premonition of something bad.
This hook-nosed monk named He from the Qianzhong Alliance seemed to have deliberately mentioned this matter to arouse Feng Mo's interest. It was obvious that he was not dealing with the Zhao family.
but.
Zhao Yongqi asked himself that he had never seen this fellow Daoist He.
Why is he so hostile to the Zhao family?
"Actually, these are all exaggerations. Although the Zhao family has a junior disciple who is good at alchemy, he can only refine eighth-grade elixirs at most. Although he has tried to refine seventh-grade elixirs, he has not succeeded."
Zhao Yongqi was alert.
There was a smile on his face as he explained briefly.
"There are five types of elixirs. After only ten years of practice, he can master the eighth-grade elixir to the middle level. He is already an extremely rare alchemy genius. Could it be that Patriarch Zhao is hiding his secrets and doesn't want to introduce him to Fellow Daoist Feng?"
The hook-nosed monk had a sneer on his face, and his words were full of words to sow discord.
This method is very low-level.
Both Zhao Yongqi and Feng Mo can see it.
But Feng Mo was speechless. It was obvious that he really wanted to meet the so-called alchemy genius, so he allowed the hook-nosed monk to exert such pressure.
"That's it."
Just a few moments.
The three of them had already entered the side hall of Wuyuan Hall that was specially designed to receive distinguished guests.
Seated in order of priority, Zhao Yongqi continued: "Fellow Daoist Feng and fellow Daoist He both want to meet. It is his honor. I will call him here right now."
Say it.
Zhao Yongqi patted the storage bag, took out a red and yellow talisman, whispered a few words, and with a slight shake, the red and yellow talisman turned into a flame as thick as a thumb, and disappeared in the Five Yuan Hall in a few flashes.
Feng Mo came on behalf of Shuiyue Valley.
Naturally, the Zhao family cannot violate his will.
Moreover.
Zhao Yongqi has confidence in Zhao Fulang.
Although he has only been a cultivator for ten years, his surname is simple and dedicated, and he has absolutely no sense of belonging to the Zhao family. Even if Shuiyue Valley wanted to abduct him, it would not be easy.
"correct."
Seeing that Zhao Yongqi agreed.
Feng Mocai showed a satisfied smile and continued: "I came here this time because I heard that a Taoist friend of the Zhao family has recently succeeded in building a foundation. The Zhao family has three foundation-building monks including the leader of the Zhao family. According to the Shuiyue Valley law, Zhao The family must select at least one monk to obey the call."
"I wonder if Patriarch Zhao has any arrangements?"
If I hadn't suddenly heard about the genius of Alchemy.
Feng Mo should have mentioned this matter long ago, after all, this was the main reason for his trip.
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Feng. You must abide by the laws of Shuiyue Valley. Another fellow Daoist who was building the foundation at the same time as me is ready to be recruited by Shuiyue Valley. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Feng wants to meet him?"
"Need not."
"It's better to wait for the Zhao family's alchemy genius first."
Feng Mo did not take this matter too seriously.
Zhao Yongqi understood.
During Feng Mo's trip, the apparent mission was the least important. For Shuiyue Valley, recruiting more or less foundation-building monks was simply a harmless matter.
originally.
Zhao Yongqi thought it was because of the cross-domain waterway.
But look at the current situation.
What Feng Mo was most interested in was Zhao Fulang, the alchemy genius.
Zhao Yongqi sighed secretly.
I still underestimated Zhao Fulang's value to the big clan, or it could be said that I overestimated the lower limit of the big clan.
I originally thought that even Zhao Fulang was a rare commodity.
No clan would be shameless and come to the Zhao family to rob them, but they didn't expect that Feng Mo looked sanctimonious, but would not give in on issues involving interests.
Zhao Yongqi didn't believe it.
Feng Mo did not have any information about the Zhao family.
I really didn’t know Zhao Fulang existed before I came here.
Just don't know.
Is this the instruction from the senior management of Shuiyue Valley? Or is it just his personal behavior?
These represent two distinct properties.
...
"Clan leader, Zhao Fulang wants to see you."
Not long after.
Zhao Fulang came to the Wuyuan Hall and saluted respectfully outside the door, his narrow eyes flashing with doubt.
"come in."
Zhao Yongqi finished his words.
The palace door opened automatically without any wind, revealing Zhao Fulang's figure, which was much shorter than a normal person.
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