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When Wang Changsheng returned to his residence, there was an uninvited guest waiting for him. 【△. ai
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"Senior Brother Murong," Wang Changsheng saw the middle-aged man standing in front of his courtyard and frowned. However, he still walked over and greeted him. Last time, Wang Changsheng called him Martial Uncle. This time, he called him Senior Brother. He believed that the other party would definitely understand the meaning behind this.
Sure enough, when he heard how Wang Changsheng addressed him, the middle-aged man frowned. However, he quickly returned to normal. He smiled at Wang Changsheng and said, "Martial Nephew Wang, could it be that you won't invite me in for a seat?"
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng frowned slightly. Could it be that this Senior Brother Murong didn't notice the change in the way he addressed him? However, no matter what, the other party was still a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He couldn't neglect him.
Thinking up to this point, Wang Changsheng squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "This little brother has been rude. Senior Brother Murong, please come in." Wang Changsheng smiled and led the middle-aged man into the courtyard and directly into the loft.
"Martial Nephew Wang, your residence is too simple and crude! How are you going to entertain guests like this? "The middle-aged man carefully sized up the courtyard and sat down on a chair as he leisurely spoke.
"This little brother is usually busy with making Glyphs and cultivating so I don't have time to take care of it. I've made a fool of myself in front of Senior Brother Murong. That's right, I wonder why Senior Brother Murong is looking for me?" Wang Changsheng shook his head and changed his tone as he asked.
"It's nothing much. I heard that Martial Nephew Wang entered the top ten of the Large Competition. I wonder what rank Martial Nephew is in? If you tell me, Martial Uncle will be happy for you," Murong Fu said indifferently as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"Thanks to Senior Brother, this little brother obtained first place in this Large Competition. Furthermore, this little brother has become a disciple of our Profound Glyph Faction's Martial Uncle Zhao. I am his disciple in name and will be an official disciple once I reach Foundation Establishment." When he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng's face showed some pride. There were so many Qi Condensation disciples in the Taiqing Palace, but only a handful of Core Formation cultivators could be counted on one hand. To be able to become a disciple of a Core Formation cultivator, he truly did have the qualifications to be proud...
"I remember that there is only one Core Formation cultivator with the surname Zhao in the Profound Glyph Faction. It is Senior Brother Zhao Qingshan!" When Murong Fu heard this, his eyes narrowed as he spoke.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's expression froze. This Senior Brother Murong, no, Martial Uncle Murong, addressed a Core Formation cultivator as Senior Brother. In other words, he was related to a Yuanying cultivator. If he wasn't a disciple, then he was a descendant. Only in this way could he be addressed as an equal to a Core Formation cultivator. No wonder Martial Uncle Murong ignored him before.
So he had the backing of a Yuanying cultivator.
Thinking of this, Wang Changsheng hastily squeezed out a smile and replied, "That is correct. Disciple has offended you. I hope Martial Uncle Murong doesn't blame me. 【△. ai
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"En, I'm fine. I don't blame you for not knowing. That's right, the Foundation Establishment Pill for the Large Competition has been bestowed, right?"
When Wang Changsheng heard this, he frowned. What did Martial Uncle Murong mean? Could it be that he wanted to forcefully buy his Foundation Establishment Pill? If that was the case, then he wouldn't sell the Foundation Establishment Pill even if he had to risk offending this person. After all, this was related to his path to immortality.
"Don't worry, I don't want your Foundation Establishment Pill. Even if I had ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare to do such a thing. Let's be frank! With Martial Nephew's aptitude, the Foundation Establishment Pill bestowed during the Large Competition and the one you exchanged for with your contribution points would only amount to two Foundation Establishment Pills. Do you have the confidence to advance to the Foundation Establishment Realm with two Foundation Establishment Pills? "Murong Fu seemed to have seen through Wang Changsheng's thoughts and opened his mouth to explain.
"Martial Uncle is joking. Where would disciple get two Foundation Establishment Pills?"
"You've been in the Talisman Crafting Hall for so many years. If you say you haven't accumulated sixty thousand contribution points, then no one would believe you. Don't worry, however many Foundation Establishment Pills you have is your own business. I won't forcefully seize them. I came here today because I want to make a deal with you. Of course, the decision is in your hands," Murong Fu said with a faint smile.
"A deal? Martial Uncle, please state it clearly. "
"I can give you the Foundation Establishment Pills in advance and you have to help me craft talismans. Of course, since you've become Senior Martial Brother Zhao's disciple, I still have to give you this bit of face. The five years will be changed to three years. Don't be in a hurry to refuse. To tell you the truth, in our sect's Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, aside from a few people with extraordinary talent, the majority of them only succeeded after consuming two Foundation Establishment Pills. With your aptitude, do you have the confidence to succeed after consuming two Foundation Establishment Pills? When you're breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, if you have one more Foundation Establishment Pill, then your chances of success will increase. So, do you want this Foundation Establishment Pill? "Murong Fu said word by word.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng remained silent. Indeed, as this Martial Uncle Murong said, if he had one more Foundation Establishment Pill, then it would undoubtedly increase his chances of success. If he failed to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, then he would only be a registered disciple and would not be able to leave the sect. This was not something he wanted to see.
After a moment of careful consideration, Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "Okay, I agree to your conditions. However, after I succeed in reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm, I will have to return to my hometown to visit my family. After I return, I will help you craft the talisman."
"Hehe, I knew Martial Nephew was a smart person. No problem. As for the matter of crafting talismans, we'll talk about it after you return from visiting your family." Hearing this, Murong Fu's face revealed a trace of happiness. He took out a wooden box and threw it to Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng opened the wooden box. After confirming that the Foundation Establishment Pill was indeed inside, he nodded and put the wooden box away.
"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't stay any longer. I hope Martial Nephew succeeds in reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm." After saying this, Murong Fu stood up and walked out of the pavilion, leaving Wang Changsheng's courtyard.
After leaving the courtyard, Murong Fu turned his head and glanced at Wang Changsheng's residence. He muttered to himself, "First place in the Large Competition, tsk tsk. I hope he doesn't disappoint me." After saying this, he quickly left the courtyard.
After Murong Fu left, Wang Changsheng replaced the formation with new mid-grade spirit stones. After tidying up the room, he left the courtyard and flew in a certain direction on his magic tool.
Spirit Pond Mountain was a restricted area of the Taiqing Palace. The spiritual energy here was several times more than other places in the sect. It was a good place to practice secret techniques or to break through to the next realm. Normally, only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm or above were allowed to enter.
Wang Changsheng followed the map. After passing over more than twenty mountains of different heights, he landed on the mountainside of a towering mountain.
Putting away his flying magic tool, Wang Changsheng lifted his feet and walked towards the top of the mountain.
Along the way, Wang Changsheng encountered several teams of patrolling disciples. They checked Wang Changsheng's identity and after confirming that there was no problem, they let him pass.
After half an incense stick of time, a wide protruding platform appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. Majestic palaces were built on this platform.
Wang Changsheng's eyes fell on a palace where disciples wearing Taiqing Palace uniforms were coming in and out from time to time. He lifted his feet and walked towards the palace.
At this time, the main hall was filled with people. There were more than a hundred people, and it was very lively. Several disciples who looked like deacons had already lined up in front of them.
Wang Changsheng swept with his divine sense. Most of these people were disciples of the Qi Refining Stage. He had seen many of them before, including Wan Ming, who was second in the competition. Obviously, these disciples of the Qi Refining Stage were planning to use the spirit pond here to break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm. Wang Changsheng thought that his speed was fast enough, but he didn't expect others to be faster than him.
"I don't know if there are any more spirit ponds. If I had known, I would have come earlier," Wang Changsheng thought in his heart. He thought so in his heart, but he still obediently lined up at the back of the line.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng came in front of a short and fat man. The short and fat man was a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.
"Identity token, passage token, and the name of the cultivation method," the short and fat man said without raising his head.
"This disciple practices the 'Sharp Metal Secret Art'," Wang Changsheng said as he took out two tokens from his bosom and handed them to the short and fat man.
"Hey, Wang Changsheng, first in the competition," the short and fat man drew Wang Changsheng's identity token on the silver disc in his hand. A line of small words appeared on the disc. When he saw the small words clearly, he couldn't help but let out a soft sound of surprise. He raised his head and looked at Wang Changsheng.
Although the short and fat man's voice was very low, it was still heard by many people. Knowing that Wang Changsheng was first in the competition, these people all looked at Wang Changsheng with deep curiosity in their eyes.
"Qin Ming, take Brother Wang to the 51st Gold Spirit Pond." The short and fat man returned the identity token to Wang Changsheng. As for the passage token, he put it away and ordered the pockmarked man behind him.
Wang Changsheng put away the identity token and followed the pockmarked man to a passage in the hall.
Not long after, the two came to a stone room of more than ten square meters. There was a teleportation array inside.
"The spirit pond is built underground. We have to teleport down." After the pockmarked man finished speaking, he took the lead and stood on the teleportation array.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng also stood on it.
The pockmarked man cast a symbol on the array. The array trembled slightly and glowed with a dazzling golden light. After the golden light faded, Wang Changsheng and Qin Ming disappeared.
Wang Changsheng only felt darkness in front of his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already in a stone room of more than one hundred feet. There were five passages around the stone room. He didn't know where they led to.
Wang Changsheng could sense that the metal attribute spiritual energy here was abnormally dense. Before he could even cast a spell, this dense metal attribute spiritual energy automatically gathered in his body. Fortunately, there wasn't too much of it, so Wang Changsheng could still endure it.
The pockmarked man led Wang Changsheng towards one of the passages. Finally, they stopped in front of a closed white stone door. The stone door was engraved with three golden words "51st". There was a rectangular groove on it.
The pockmarked man took out a square token and inserted it into the groove. The white stone door opened automatically.
This was a circular building. The area was not large. It was more than one hundred feet. In the center of the room was a ten feet wide pool. The pool was filled with golden liquid. On the left side of the room was a glittering golden bed.
"That is the metal spirit pond. The metal spirit here is more than five times the outside world. It is the best place for Qi Condensation Stage cultivators to build their foundation. This is the key to enter and leave this room. Martial Uncle, if you need anything, pull that copper ring. Someone will take care of it." The pockmarked man handed the square token to Wang Changsheng and pointed to the golden ring beside the golden bed.
"I know. You can go do what you need to do!" Wang Changsheng nodded and motioned for the pockmarked man to leave.
The pockmarked man responded and turned to leave.
Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, and a large amount of metal attribute spiritual energy quickly entered his body. He only felt that every meridian in his body was filled with metal attribute spiritual energy, and the sea of qi in his dantian subconsciously began to revolve.
He didn't dare to be negligent. He hastily sat down cross-legged and began to circulate the thirteenth layer of the 《Acute Metal Technique》. He drew the metal spirit Qi that was wildly surging through his body and converged it towards his dantian.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes. They flashed with a sharp light.
"Such dense metal spiritual energy. If the metal spiritual energy in the 51st spiritual pool is already so dense, wouldn't the spiritual pool in front of it be so full that my body would explode?" Wang Changsheng exhaled and muttered to himself.
Although the metal spirit Qi here was dense, it was still within Wang Changsheng's tolerance. However, there was nothing to worry about.
Wang Changsheng didn't immediately take the Foundation-building Pill. Instead, he took out a few jade slips and read them. These jade slips were the memories of his martial uncles who practiced the 《Acute Metal Technique》. Perhaps there was something that Wang Changsheng could use as a reference.
Seven days later, after reading the jade slips, Wang Changsheng closed his eyes and rested. When he felt that his magic power, divine sense, and state of mind had all reached the peak, he took out the wooden box that contained the Foundation-building Pill and put it into his mouth.
The pill melted as soon as it entered his mouth. It turned into a huge amount of spiritual Qi of heaven and earth and rushed towards Wang Changsheng's internal organs. He didn't dare to be negligent. He hurriedly circulated his martial arts to refine the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.
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A year later, the white stone door opened. Wang Changsheng walked out with a smile on his face.
Recalling the experience of this year, Wang Changsheng's mood was very good.
After taking the first Foundation-building Pill, Wang Changsheng didn't enter the Foundation-building Stage. He only improved his physique and expelled the impurities in his body. After resting for more than two months, he took another Foundation-building Pill. However, he still didn't enter the Foundation-building Stage. Fortunately, he still had a third Foundation-building Pill. Three months later, he took the third Foundation-building Pill and successfully entered the Foundation-building Stage, becoming a Foundation-building Stage cultivator.
Because he had a year to use the Foundation-building Pill, Wang Changsheng wasn't in a hurry to go out. Instead, he sat cross-legged in the spiritual pool that was filled with liquefied metal spirit Qi and meditated to consolidate his cultivation.
After entering the Foundation-building Stage, Wang Changsheng didn't have to worry about letting Xiao Hei eat the inner core of the second-level demonic beast. After eating the inner core of the second-level demonic beast, Xiao Hei fell into a deep sleep.
When Wang Changsheng felt that his magic power had stabilized and he could control it freely, he left this place.
After walking out of the palace, Wang Changsheng flew towards the Ancestral Master Hall on his magic weapon.
According to the rules, within a year after entering the Foundation-building Stage, he had to go to the Ancestral Master Hall to register with the Sect Leader. Then, he would be able to enjoy the benefits of a Foundation-building Stage cultivator.
After entering the Foundation-building Stage, Wang Changsheng's excitement hadn't subsided yet. He just wanted to finish his task and leave the sect to go back home to visit his family.
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