With several powerful sects presiding over the overall situation, this situation has continued smoothly for more than four hundred years.
The monks who can enter the secret realm of elixirs are all carefully selected geniuses from various sects. Except for the sworn enemies of life and death, there are almost no conflicts between them, and the vast majority of 30% of the mortality rate comes from the secret realm. The work of wandering white ghosts.
Just when everyone thought that a virtuous cycle would form here, the unexpected appearance of redbud fruit and chalcedony mushroom completely changed everything.
No monk knows why these two foundation-building elixir master spiritual materials, which are produced from the essence of heaven and earth spiritual energy, appear in the secret realm. They only know that since these two rare spiritual materials appeared in the world, these sects The disciples of Qi Refining Dzogchen are completely crazy!
Looting, bloodshed, and narrow escape... soon became the new synonym for the Forgotten Land. In order to achieve the foundation-building method, countless monks who dared to risk their lives chose to step here. The death rate that had been stable for hundreds of years soared again. The last time the secret realm was opened, the brutality of the battle was beyond description. Of the one hundred Qi Refining monks sent by the Fuyun Sect, only seventeen of them made it out alive!
However, they all carried a large amount of resources, and nine of them also obtained Chalcedony Mushroom and Bauhinia Fruit. Except for the three monks who were unlucky, the remaining six people all entered the foundation building stage and became the real masters of Fuyun Sect. Mainstay.
"...Sister Qingyun, do you mean that if you want to become a foundation-building monk, you have to risk nearly 90% of your demise and break into this forgotten land to try your luck?"
Taking advantage of her pause, Chen Mo cleared up all the doubts in his heart. Not only him, but also Wang Meili became nervous when he heard this.
To be honest, when Chen Mo heard that only seventeen of the hundred cultivators at the peak of Qi Refining had survived, his face became extremely ugly.
To be fair, Chen Mo estimated that even if he had cultivated to the ninth level of Yin Spirit Power and Qi Refining, and had mastered the magic weapons and techniques to a small degree, he would still be ranked around thirty on the Qianxun Ranking at best.
With this knowledge alone, Chen Mo would never think that he was lucky enough to be able to find bauhinia fruits and chalcedony mushrooms casually, unless he hadn't woken up yet.
There is a high possibility that he will be killed by the real Qi-refining elites from other sects and become a few inconspicuous bones in the Forgotten Land.
Xiang Qingyun sighed: "How can it be 90%? The next time the Forgotten Land is opened again, it should be 10% dead and no life!"
"How do you say this?" The two of them asked her eagerly in unison.
"As we all know, there are many ways to build a foundation..."
Xiang Qingyun stretched out an index finger and said patiently: "The first type is the most common one in the world of cultivation now. You go out to look for it. Although the two kinds of spiritual objects are rare, the world of cultivation in the Seven Kingdoms is vast and rich, and there is always no discovery. There are redbud fruits and chalcedony mushrooms hidden there.”
"The second option is to explore the caves where high-level monks were buried, or the ancient ruins left by the great masters from a long time ago. There may be finished Foundation Building Pills, and even the cost of refining them can be saved."
"In addition, there is another way to gamble on your cultivation career, and that is to take a defective foundation-building pill. The pill recipe replaces the redbud fruit and chalcedony mushroom with two spiritual herbs with the same effect. Although It is also effective, but the accompanying toxicity is extremely toxic, enough to cause the cultivator's spiritual veins to backfire and die.
Each monk only has one chance to try in his life. If he fails, he will be poisoned and die. If he succeeds, he will enter the foundation building stage, which is not much different from the monks who take the foundation building pill normally. "
Wang Meili said eagerly: "Sister Qingyun, how many spirit stones are there for the defective Foundation Establishment Pill?"
"How do I know this? It's very expensive anyway. I guess it might be sold for tens of thousands of spirit stones!" Xiang Qingyun said noncommittally.
"Let's go back to the Forgotten Land. It would have been ten years before it could be opened again. But according to what Wan Yang's friends heard, due to the imminent invasion of demonic monks, the senior officials of each sect could not wait that long. Only by making an exception and opening it in advance and creating a new batch of foundation-building forces for our sect can we overcome this difficulty!"
There is no need to tell Qing Yun anymore, Chen Mo also understands what is going on. People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. No one wants to stay in the Qi Refining Period for a lifetime. There is no reliable way to improve except searching everywhere. With spiritual materials, the only option left is to enter the land of oblivion.
Only by imprinting your name on the Qianxun Ranking can you be qualified to go to the Forgotten Land. Only in the first year of the three-year sect competition, the inner disciples will accept challenges from each other for ranking.
In other words, Chen Mo needs to maintain his status as an inner disciple today and get ranked in the top 100 in the next year before he can be qualified to challenge the last disciple in the sect competition three years later. The core disciple became a famous monk on the Qianxun List.
Any monk knows that there are many dangers there, but no one on the Qianxun List voluntarily quits and gives up this rare opportunity once in twenty years.
Shang Wanyang, who learned the news in advance, is much more lucky. If he succeeds in promotion this time, he can directly attack the Qianxun Ranking and safely enter the land of oblivion. Even if he fails, he will still have another chance in three years. .
Chen Mo is twenty-eight years old this year. He missed this opportunity to build a foundation. If he waits until the next time, he will be nearly fifty. Not to mention the threat of the black stone, his qualifications are already poor just for building a foundation at that age. In the extreme, even if you are lucky enough to succeed, you will definitely disappear from the world before you reach the middle stage of foundation building.
The two girls chatted with Chen Mo for a while, and then made an excuse to leave. Chen Mo and Cheng An heard about the foundation building period for the first time, and their minds were a little heavy, and they didn't recover for a long time.
Xiang Qingyun had no need to lie to him. In this way, if Chen Mo wanted to build a foundation, he could only choose one of the options of entering the Forgotten Land and taking inferior foundation-building pills to try his luck.
As for searching for foundation-building spiritual materials like looking for a needle in a haystack, Chen Mo directly rejected it. In today's environment, demonic monks are everywhere, and I'm afraid they will kill him before he finds it.
"This matter needs long-term consideration..."
Chen Mo took a deep breath. In front of Cheng An, he couldn't seriously lose his composure. He could only suppress his anxiety in his heart and go through the competition in front of him first.
The two were silent, and in a flash it was time for the competition. There was no need to draw lots, the sect randomly selected the opponent. Chen Mo was assigned to a bald man with a big body and a round waist. He had an eleventh level of Qi refining. He looked at Chen Mo. There was a cold light in his eyes, as if he wanted to teach Chen Mo a harsh lesson.
"It seems that I was unlucky enough to be assigned to you."
Chen Mo jumped onto the ring and said in a voice that only he and the bald man could hear: "How many spiritual stones did Feng Yulin give you?"
The bald man was surprised at first, and then laughed sinisterly: "He is indeed a man who can be a deacon, and his brain is bright. Why, do you want to pay double the price and pray that I will be gentler?"
"Dangdang..."
As the bell rang, Chen Mo shook his head: "No, I just want to know, are those spiritual stones enough for the treatment you need later?"
The sound of sinister laughter suddenly stopped, and the bald man uttered the word "seeking death" fiercely in his mouth. He said it was too late, but he was quick. Like a violent storm, the sharp sword technique turned into white rays of light and struck at Chen Mo's head. !
This style of Red-Refined Crazy Snake is his special skill. The ordinary 12th level of Qi Refining can only be defeated in front of him. It is definitely enough to capture him.
The message Feng Yulin gave him said that this person's calculations were extraordinary, but his fighting skills could only be said to be average. He could easily trick him in the ring, making him lose an arm or a leg, and so on, so he said it was confiscated. If you stop doing this, the sect won't be able to grasp anything.
"go!"
Chen Mo shouted low, and the green light slung across his waist shot out quickly, shattering the shadow of the knife in front of him in an instant. It quickly circled around the man's body and then sheathed it. The whole process was like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling. Almost in the blink of an eye.
After finishing the matter, Chen Mo turned around and walked towards the ring without saying another word to the bald man.
"Deacon Chen, are you giving up?!"
The bald man laughed. Before he could say anything else, he suddenly felt an unexplained sharp pain in his abdomen. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, and his hand was stained with blood!
Not only that, his legs were covered with sword marks. Seeing that he could no longer stand, he knelt down behind Chen Mo's back with a plop. The intense pain made him unable to even utter a complete sentence.
The Foundation Establishment monk who was watching all this not far away rushed over, first checked the bald man's injuries, then glanced at Chen Mo with his back to him with a subtle expression, and solemnly announced loudly: "This battle... Chen Mosheng!"
This kid has definitely planned everything. All of Wang Shi's injuries were minor, except for a few cuts where blood gathered, making him look very miserable. This could not only scare others, but also avoid punishment for himself.. ...
Almost in the flash of lightning, the foundation-building monk who acted as the judge saw Chen Mo's intentions, and one can imagine his surprise at him.
There were also monks watching the battle around Chen Mo's arena, and there were quite a few of them. The unobtrusive competition shocked them all.
"Hey, it's over so soon?"
"Who saw clearly what happened just now? I am willing to give you a spiritual stone to seek knowledge!"
There were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the crowd watching. I saw a man wearing a black robe standing in the back row, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Such a speed at which the sword is drawn! Could it be that? ..... What you are practicing is the Qianxuan Escape Sword in the Gongfa Pavilion?"
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Chen Mo left quietly long ago when everyone was talking about it. Cheng An was still in the competition. It wasn't that he didn't want to stay, but that he couldn't stay.
The peak strike just now, a perfect sword that used up all his energy and energy, was extremely powerful when used with the first level of Qian Xuan Dun Sword. If he had murderous intent, the bald man would have been sliced off long ago. The brain is dead.
"The Qianxuan Dun sword will not deceive me. It is so powerful at the first level. You still need to practice more in the future." Chen Mo said to himself in the cave.
After the promotion was over, for Chen Mo, this sect competition was over. As for watching the competition between the geniuses, he really didn't have any free time.
Two hours later, Cheng An personally visited him and told him excitedly that he had passed the competition and was staying as an inner disciple, without having to think about being demoted.
"That's good. Send a message to Qi Zhao in Baicao Garden. I won't go there during this period and let him manage it well. You can also win over the kid Wen Kexiu and never let him get away from us. control."
"Yes." Cheng An accepted the order and was about to leave. Chen Mo stopped him and patted his arm: "You don't have to worry too much about foundation building. As long as I have the ability, I will help you. Don't worry. This is Your contribution last month has been collected!"
What can Chen Mo do? He didn't even know how to solve it himself. What he said was just to win people's hearts, using a big stick and sweet dates to make Cheng An follow him wholeheartedly.
Seeing that the contributions that could not be obtained under normal circumstances were recorded in the account, Cheng An felt mixed emotions for a while. He raised his head for a long time and his expression became more respectful to Chen Mo.
After pushing Cheng An away, Chen Mo organized his thoughts and put the most important alchemy matter at the top of the list. Only by solving it can he quickly reach the ninth level of Qi Refining, otherwise everything would be empty talk.
The next step was to plan the foundation building. Before that, Chen Mo also went to the side hall of the Gongfa Pavilion and browsed through everything about the Forgotten Land.
It's not that she doesn't trust Xiang Qingyun, it's just that she's afraid that she might have missed something. Only by checking and filling in the gaps herself can we achieve the best results.
Chen Mo also used the influence of casual cultivators to set up a contact point in the sect to covertly investigate information. Through their investigation and screening, they summarized the number of people in the sect who had taken defective foundation-building pills in recent decades, and learned about the successful The probability is one in a hundred, which is lower than the chance of surviving an adventure in the Forgotten Land.
Compared to blindly rushing into luck, Chen Mo was more rational. After considering and hesitating for three days, he finally made up his mind. The Forgotten Land became the place he was about to go.
Not long after, the sect's competition also came to an end. Gu Yao tried to challenge Ye Lantian, who was number one on the Qianxun Ranking, but was defeated by the latter with seven moves. For a time, the limelight was booming, and the entire sect was rumored to be the two of them. People's affairs, even the reopening of the Forgotten Land three years later, came at the back.
What Xiang Qingyun said was true. A respected foundation-building elder announced the matter in front of a group of monks after the sect competition. However, in the following days, everything about the Forgotten Land was revealed. The price increased by 20% out of thin air, which made the monks who wanted to participate in it miserable.
Fortunately, Chen Mo had the foresight and was ahead of most people, but this was far from enough. The battle between the two countries in the secular world was to see who had enough information. This was used in the world of cultivation where the waves were turbulent. It is also extremely suitable.
Chen Mo spent a lot of contribution points and sent several capable men outside the sect to buy some books about the Forgotten Land from other sects. Only by analyzing the matter from multiple angles could he come to an accurate conclusion.
Fortunately, he has a well-run herb garden under his name. Otherwise, with Chen Mo's expenses, he would have run out of money and returned to his old business of planting.
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