Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

"Refining tools is the same as refining pills. Before becoming a foundation-building cultivator and being able to produce foundation-building spiritual fire, you need to find earth fire to refine."

"Does this count?"

Lu Ming looked at a cluster of dark green flames in his hand.

The Three Yin Ghost Fire has only devoured two cultivators so far, from the small flames at the beginning to the big flames now.

The power has increased a little, but not much.

"Subsequent cultivation still requires the great help of fellow Taoists."

Lu Ming plans to start trying to refine tools. Now he has a lot of materials in his pocket, so it's good to practice with them first.

And he doesn't need to use earth fire forging like others. The Three Yin Ghost Fire is enough to melt most low-level materials.

Lu Ming started refining after studying [The Beginning of Refining Tools].

"Melting materials first..."

"Refining..."

"Shaping..."

"Engraving..."

......

Three hours later, Lu Ming frowned and looked at the black claw knife in his hand, and fell into silence.

Originally, he wanted to refine a flying sword...

And!

Why did the material become ghostly after being smelted by the Three Yin Ghost Fire!

How can I sell it in the future!

Others would think I was an evil weapon refiner.

And I really don’t have the talent for refining weapons. It’s rare for me to be able to refine spiritual materials into ordinary things.

“Forget it, let me go first.”

Lu Ming decided not to waste time internally, and wait until his realm is up, and then consider refining magic tools.

He contacted Zhou Yang first, and planned to practice first after confirming that everything was fine.

The gains from this black market trip have not been fully digested.

I have just started to learn "Yin Lei Palm" and "Three Yin Ghost Fire".

Fighting with Yang Hong is more about using the secret art of elixir to forcibly raise the level of mana, otherwise with this level of proficiency, it would be difficult to scrape Yang Hong.

"Practice the Soul Devouring Blood Demon Art to improve your cultivation, and practice the Yin Thunder Palm in your spare time."

"As for the Three Yin Ghost Fires, it takes too much effort, so you can take it slow."

Select [Shen Lian] as the nutrient for the Soul Devouring Blood Demon Art.

[Feng Ping] [Chen Yumei] as the recipients of the Yin Thunder Palm.

After planning, Lu Ming began to practice.

......

In the daytime, the sun shines brightly.

The Cloudy Mountains.

This continuous mountain range presents a dark and oppressive feeling, as if a giant beast that chooses people to devour is crawling between heaven and earth.

Especially, the halfway point of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, which makes this oppressive feeling of facing the giant even better.

A giant sword is flying rapidly in the sky, chasing a huge monster bird in front, and looking at its flying direction, it is the Cloudy Mountains.

At this time, Shen Lian and the other three people are sitting cross-legged on the giant sword, each using their own methods to deal with the giant eagle.

"Brother Shen, try harder, this beast won't last long, we can't let it escape!"

One of the black-robed monks finished casting the ice arrow spell, turned around and said to Shen Lian with some dissatisfaction.

In his field of vision, the spells cast by Shen Lian were weak, not to mention hurting the silver-ringed green-winged eagle, and even failed to break the defense.

Those who didn't know would think that he was just stroking the silver-ringed green-winged eagle.

This is obviously just paddling, working without effort!

Shen Lian felt a little suffocated, but still forced himself to take a breath and cast a spell to hit forward.

Maybe it was too much force or serious consumption of mana.

After casting a spell, Shen Lian's face was a little pale, and he began to cough violently with his mouth covered.

"Brother Shen, are you okay?"

A monk next to him saw him like this and asked with concern.

Shen Lian took a pill and then waved his hand.

"It's okay!"

Seeing him like this, his companions stopped talking and concentrated on dealing with the monster in front of them.

The sky was full of brilliant light, and various magic spells and magic tools were shining.

After another round of chasing, the few people finally killed the silver-ringed green-winged eagle.

"Cry!"

The eagle beast let out a sharp wail, and the blood-stained sky, and the lifeless body began to fall downwards.

The three monks jumped off the giant sword and came to the body of the silver-ringed green-winged eagle, intending to start distributing the "fruits of war".

But at this time someone suddenly asked.

"Brother Shen, aren't you coming down?"

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads and saw that Shen Lian was still sitting cross-legged on the magic weapon giant sword, with no intention of coming down.

"I didn't do much, you can distribute it, I will be responsible for the vigilance."

Shen Lian said righteously.

Everyone didn't say much after hearing this, and began to distribute it on their own. They would rather have one less person to distribute.

But only the black-robed monk looked at Shen Lian meaningfully.

Shen Lian sat cross-legged on the giant sword, swallowed a handful of pills, and looked at them with some envy as they divided up the beast carcasses. Those were all spirit stones!

But he was so weak now that he was afraid of exposing his flaws, so he could only give up his current interests to delay his recovery time.

These people in front of him were not kind people. If he was fine, it would be fine, and everyone would still be good Taoist friends.

But if any problems were found, it would be hard to say in this desolate mountain.

When Shen Lian thought of his own situation, his face darkened.

"Why is this damn symptom not getting better!"

Since a month ago, his blood and qi have been constantly draining away. Not only is it difficult to make progress in his cultivation, his magic power is also sometimes violent, and his body is getting weaker day by day.

No matter how many pills he takes, it is not enough, and he should have retreated and recuperated.

But unfortunately, the consumption of elixirs and spirit stones was too great, and they were no longer able to support his cultivation, so this trip was made.

Hunting down the monster was just an accident, and their group of people were not interested in this.

And when he thought of the next destination, his heart became hot.

There might be elixirs or spirit medicines to treat this strange phenomenon, and there might even be a chance...

While he was thinking, the following people had finished their division and returned to the giant sword with smiles on their faces.

Half an hour later.

The four came to a seemingly ordinary mountain wall, just waiting for the four to approach.

Rumble!

The ground trembled slightly, and the scene in front of them had changed.

A gray-white light curtain enveloped the entire mountain wall, blocking them out.

And originally in the center of the mountain wall, a huge cave appeared.

The scene inside was blocked by the light curtain, a little blurry, and it was not clear.

But it didn't matter!

In this environment, the appearance of a cave guarded by a formation may not be enough to explain anything.

Most of the cultivators are easy-going and can sleep in any cave they dig, but who can use a second-level formation to protect it!

What it means is self-evident.

Foundation-building cave!

Foundation-building opportunity!

This is the consensus of all of them.

If you can become a great cultivator of foundation-building, it is almost the lifelong pursuit of all Qi-refining cultivators.

But the natural chasm of foundation-building has stumped countless cultivators with poor qualifications.

Even in Qingzhufang City, which has tens of thousands of people, there is only one cultivator who builds foundation.

Once you enter the foundation-building, you are no longer an ordinary person!

That is the real transformation of the ordinary, that is the transition of life level, that is the symbol of power and status!