So Qin Yan had no worries at all.

Unscrupulously absorbing the violent spiritual power that swarmed in.

At this time, if there is a very powerful cultivator who is watching coldly, you can clearly see the huge gap between Qin Yan and other cultivators.

Poor other immortal cultivators all showed a trembling look.

At this time, there was too much spiritual energy in the world, and each strand contained violent power, so they did not dare to take the initiative to breathe.

Even if you passively inhale the spiritual energy from your body, you must use the magic formula and carefully guide and resolve it.

This process is somewhat similar to the dilution of the power of lightning when building the foundation of the talisman Tao.

No mistake can be made.

It must be diluted to a level that the body can bear, and then it can be incorporated into the dantian, guided it to wander through the seven meridians and eight meridians, and cleanse the marrow and bones.

This is relatively safe, but the efficiency is incomparable to Qin Yan. After all, you cannot have both fish and bear's paw.

What's more, they wouldn't dare to do this like Qin Yan.

Otherwise, it would be that the old birthday boy would hang himself and think that he had lived too long.

Oh, no, there is an exception, that is the young master of the Demon Cloud Sect. This guy was like Qin Yan, and he directly absorbed violent spiritual energy.

After all, it took the other party a full ten years to strengthen the body for this foundation building.

Just like that, half an hour passed.

Under a pine tree more than ten feet tall, the old man with a strong hair and beard was sitting cross-legged.

The old man's surname is Tang, and he is already eighty-five years old this year. Although his face is flushed, his cheeks are covered with wrinkles.

As a casual cultivator, by chance, he embarked on the road of immortal cultivation. Without any background or help, he relied on his own exploration and had been able to reach the eighth level of Qi refining for decades. This is already amazing.

But at this age, his bloodline was dry, and he also understood that it would be difficult to go further in this life.

Not willing to give up?

That is certainly certain.

He dreamed that he could build a foundation, so that he could live to more than two hundred years old.

But luxury is just luxury.

But sometimes opportunities come by such a coincidence.

So when he accidentally learned that the spiritual veins of the former Xuan Dao Sect's headquarters were about to be resurrected and even possible to explode, he came here without hesitation.

Even though he knew in his heart that the foundation-building of the spiritual vein was extremely dangerous, not to mention that he only had the eighth level of Qi refining, the hope of success was even more slim.

But now that things have come to this point, he has no choice. Anyway, there is not much life left, so why not take a risk?

If you have a lot of luck, you might succeed...

Unfortunately, ideals are full and reality is skinny.

In just half an hour, the old man named Tang could no longer bear it.

The foundation building of the spiritual vein is much more dangerous and difficult than he thought.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out of his mouth, and the old man's face was unwilling to do so. The foundation building failed and his soul was scattered.

And he is far more unlucky.

Or, this is just the beginning.

over time.

More and more monks are falling.

Before I knew it, most of the day passed.

In just a few short hours, it was a blink of an eye for mortals, let alone a cultivator...

However, at this time, everyone was living like the year in the head of the Xuandao Sect.

The foundation of spiritual veins is built, and the danger is self-evident.

Although failure is a result of a scattered ending, its success rate is not too low, which is similar to the foundation building of the Talisman.

Originally, according to everyone's speculation, nearly 300 people entered here this time, and at least one-tenth to one-fifth of them were able to go out successfully and alive.

Otherwise, if the chance is too small, everyone will not come here to take risks.

However, who would have thought that there was a conspiracy from the Demon Cloud Sect here?

So far, no one has succeeded.

On the contrary, more than 90% of the monks have fallen.

Not to mention Qin Yan and the young master, the rest are all top-notch and top-notch cultivators among the same level.

Most of them occupied the caves left by the Jindan monks of the Xuandao Sect, and the conditions for building foundations were considered very good.

These people are also full of confidence in themselves and originally thought that they had 70% or 80% of the chances to succeed.

But now, the situation has become different...

Xu Hui is such an immortal cultivator at the peak of Qi refining.

Originally, he was full of confidence in his strength. Although he was a casual cultivator, he was definitely not inferior to any true disciple of the three major sects. This time he built the foundation and was determined to win it.

But now his confidence began to shake.

Half a day has passed, and he has absorbed and refined a lot of violent spiritual energy, washed the marrow and bones, and the effect is very good.

If he follows the records in the classics, he is almost certain that he has successfully built his foundation.

But now, he has encountered difficulties.

How to say it?

Always a little bit worse.

He has tried several methods to guide his spiritual power and try to build a foundation in the purple mansion of Dantian.

Every time I look like I am going to succeed, but it is always a little bit worse.

Again and again, again and again.

If he could calm down and try at the beginning.

Now I can't hold back.

He felt that there seemed to be an invisible force in the dark, preventing himself from building a foundation.

But how is this possible?

There has never been any description of this in the classics, but I just encountered it myself.

This is by no means his imagination and hallucination.

That's true.

Xu Hui couldn't help but panic.

Because if you cannot successfully build the foundation, you will continue to absorb violent spiritual power for a moment.

In this way, your body and meridians will eventually be unable to bear it.

what to do?

His face looked very ugly.

This kind of thought in my mind turned around, but none of them were useful.

...

When meeting the same difficulty, there is naturally far more than Xu Cheng, and the remaining more than ten cultivators are also among the elites.

They were originally sure to successfully build the foundation, but now they have encountered the same problems as Xu Ai.

Everyone's heart was full of anxiety.

And as time goes by, such uneasiness even turns into despair.

It is obvious that marrow cleaning and bone cutting are done very well, how can we not be able to build the foundation?

Could it be that someone had made a secret move and was a conspiracy?

Some even began to speculate near the truth.

Unfortunately, it has no purpose.

There is no turning back arrow when the bow is drawn.

They are now fish on the chopping board.

Since entering the main steward of the Xuan Dao Sect, it was destined that only one person could successfully build the foundation and leave here alive.

This is the terrible thing about building the foundation of the five elements.

All of them were treated as stepping stones.

Another hour passed like this.

Xu Chu couldn't bear it. He had tried his best, but he was unable to make up for it. He squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair. He fell to the ground with a snap.

The others didn't hold on for too long, after all, their strength was as if they were different. In the next half hour, the alive monks fell one after another.

So there were only two people left in the huge Xuan Dao Sect headquarters.
Chapter completed!