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Text Chapter 187 The Peak of Foundation Establishment

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    The white clouds are long, and ten years are just a snap of the fingers.

    In the past ten years, there have not been many changes in Luoou Mountain Dazhai, except for the traces of time on the houses and the weather on people's faces.

    "Ms. Jiang, why did you come out to do the laundry yourself! Just let that little girl Xiaoling do such a small thing!" A strong-backed woman looked at the slim Jiang Qingyue with a flattering look on her face and said with a smile.

    Compared with ten years ago, Jiang Qingyue seems to have changed little. Her neck is still as white as snow, and her hands are as slender as onions. Her overall style is still the same, except that she has a little more mature charm and a little less innocence.  , seems to be more charming.  It's just that there always seems to be a touch of unresolved sadness between the eyebrows, which makes people feel endless pity.

    Jiang Qingyue smiled at the woman and said, "Aunt Tiger, it's just a little thing. Don't bother Xiaoling. I'll do it myself."

    "Ms. Jiang, you are a precious person. If something goes wrong and the mountain owner blames you, we people can't afford it!" Aunt Tiger said this and shouted loudly: "This girl Xiaoling is getting more and more unreasonable.  You understand the rules!¡±

    Hearing Aunt Tiger talk about the Mountain Master, Madam Jiang frowned, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes that were as sharp as water.

    "Oh, I still have something to do over there, let's go first!" As Aunt Tiger spoke, she swung her butt and left in a majestic manner.  Jiang Qingyue was left stunned for a long time, and then she murmured to herself: "Will he care?"

    Without Aunt Tiger, the surroundings were getting colder and colder, but Jiang Qingyue didn't care about it at this time, as she seemed to be lost in thought.  After his face turned red for a while, he turned his attention to the mountain peak a hundred feet away, not knowing that he was in seclusion for half a year this time.  What will it look like?

    "Ms. Jiang, the leader of the village asked me to look for you. Your Xiaotong and her master are here!" A young man in his twenties ran to Jiang Qingyue's side, his eyes a little evasive.

    It¡¯s not that this young man has any evil intentions, but that he can¡¯t help but blush when he sees this woman.  Even though I know that there is a big age difference between me and Mrs. Jiang.  Whenever he thought of her, he would wake up excitedly in the middle of the night.  He didn't like her always talking to him in such an old-fashioned way. He hoped that she could treat him as a man and get close to him.  These are my inner thoughts.  He couldn't tell her because she was the mountain owner's woman and he couldn't touch her!

    Who is the mountain master? He has only seen him from a distance once.  But one thing he knew: the mountain owner could never disobey him.  Take the majestic Yinfeng Xiushi, the leader of the second village in the past few years.  Just because of the mountain owner's words, he had to marry the strong-backed Aunt Tiger into his home as his wife, and she soon developed tracheitis.

    Jiang Qingyue didn't care at all about the young man's tender gaze that passed by quietly. Xiaotong was back, which made her gloomy mood instantly become joyful.  At the moment, he didn't care about anything else and ran quickly towards his courtyard.

    Jiang Qingyue¡¯s home is deep in Dazhai, with a few bamboo poles.  It makes this ordinary home look a little bit otherworldly.  Although it was only a short three miles away, when Jiang Qingyue ran into the house.  The jade surface is reddish, giving people a bright and vivid feeling.

    At this time, in her home, the four village owners of Luoou Mountain all stood cautiously in the living room, looking respectfully at Zhao Chunli who was sitting on the Taishi chair.  Ten years have not left any mark on Zhao Chunli's body. She is still dressed so hotly, and her jade-like hands are playing with a small teacup.

    "Mother, I miss you so much!" A girl in purple clothes, like a swallow in the forest, rushed over and plunged into Jiang Qingyue's arms, whispering coquettishly.  This girl looks 70% like Jiang Qingyue, but in terms of size, she is a bit taller than Jiang Qingyue and has a bit more heroic spirit.

    Looking at her daughter who was taller than herself, Jiang Qingyue hugged Xiaotong lovingly and scolded: "How old are you, you are still like a child, you are not afraid of being laughed at by your uncles!"

    Wang Wu and others looked at the two beauties hugging each other in front of them, and their eyes almost dropped. However, in front of Zhao Chunli, they did not dare to keep looking, so they had to turn away pretending not to care.  .

    Hearing what Jiang Qingyue said at this moment, he hurriedly rubbed his hands and said, "Umit's natural for children to miss their mother, it's okay!"

    "You guys, get out of here, let's talk!" Zhao Chunli scolded with a smile, walked down from the Grand Master's chair, walked lightly to Jiang Qingyue, looked at Jiang Qingyue up and down, hehe  He smiled and said, "I even wonder if that guy of yours is a stone man. How dare you leave such a beautiful woman to stay alone in your boudoir!"

    Jiang Qingyue's face turned red and she whispered: "Sister, Xiaotong is still here"

    "Xiaotong is not young anymore, isn't he Xiaotong?" Zhao Chunli said more and moreSome are unscrupulous.  Xiaotong's expression was a little strange. She glanced at Zhao Chunli and called "Master" with some disapproval.

    Through these years of contact, Jiang Qingyue learned a lot about Zhao Chunli. She knew that although this woman spoke domineeringly, she did not say anything to her and Xiaotong.  It is no small blessing for her daughter to be able to worship her.  What's more, Zhao Chunli has given her a lot of things over the years. If nothing else, the fact that she can still maintain the appearance she had ten years ago has a lot to do with the Baihua Pill that Zhao Chunli gave her.

    "Okay, I won't say anymore. I came here this time to meet that guy. You won't tell me that he is still in seclusion until now, right?" Zhao Chunli looked at Xiaotong dotingly, and then moved away  topic.

    "Mr. Fang has been in seclusion for a year. He said that nothing should disturb him!" When Jiang Qingyue said this, there was a hint of hesitation in her expression: "He has never been in seclusion for such a long time. He will not"

    Jiang Qingyue did not dare to say the next words, but Zhao Chunli immediately understood what she meant.  He chuckled at the moment and said: "You are also concerned about chaos. This guy's magic skills are weird. Although he hasn't built a foundation yet, some methods are stronger than ordinary foundation building. A year of seclusion is basically nothing to him" As he said this,  Halfway through, Zhao Chunli's expression changed!

    Xiaotong, who was a little distracted next to her, could not help but tremble.  Only Jiang Qingyue didn't seem to feel anything. She was listening attentively. When she saw Zhao Chunli was silent, she asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

    Zhao Chunli did not say a word, but quickly walked out of the hall, looking at the mountain peak a hundred feet away opposite, and said to himself in surprise: "Foundation-building consciousness! This how is this possible?"

    Xiaotong followed Zhao Chunli, and her eyes also looked towards the hill.  Although she is only at the eighth level of Qi training, she can already feel the great power emanating from the hill.  Xiaotong was no stranger to that mountain. Although she had never been up there once, in her sixteen or seventeen years of memory, that hill was definitely an indelible place.  Because that hill is where that person retreats.

    She remembered that when she was a child, what she wanted most was for him to play with her, but that person had always been reclusive and had no time to accompany her. This made Xiaotong very angry and uncomfortable.  Many times, she hated the hill and resented the mountain for taking him away.  Since Zhao Chunli accidentally came here to visit that person a few years ago, she was favored by Zhao Chunli and accepted as a disciple. What she missed the most while practicing was the same hill.

    I heard from the master that that person has never built a foundation, and has not even broken through the seventh level of Qi training. His weird methods, especially those red and blue red beetles, gave him the strength to compete with the foundation building.  But now, this spiritual consciousness that clearly surpasses Establishment comes from the hill. Who else could it be besides him?  His consciousness flashed and then disappeared again.  Xiaotong, who was a little uneasy, said anxiously to Zhao Chunli: "Master, why don't we go and take a look?"

    Zhao Chunli was much calmer than his disciple. He pondered for a moment and said: "Although I don't know what fellow Taoist Fang is going through, it won't be of any benefit to him if we go there now, so let's wait a moment."

    At this moment, a faint voice was heard coming from the mountain peak: "Fellow Daoist Zhao has come a long way, but I have missed the greeting from afar. I still need a day of hard work here to complete my merits. Please forgive me, Daoist Zhao."

    This voice spoke very calmly, but in people's ears, it gave people an unquestionable majesty. Zhao Chunli chuckled and said: "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Fang actually achieved foundation building. It's really gratifying and congratulatory."  Ah! Fellow Taoist, just practice and we will meet again in one day.¡±

    The voice did not sound again, which made Jiang Qingyue and Xiaotong feel a little disappointed, but hearing Fang Ling's voice finally made them feel relieved.  Jiang Qingyue, who had gone through a lot, invited Zhao Chunli into the living room again.

    "Master, how come Fang Ling has developed spiritual consciousness again? Didn't you say that only foundation-building monks can produce spiritual consciousness?" Xiaotong asked in a deep voice before Zhao Chunli sat down.

    "You girl, how can you call your Uncle Fang by his name!" Jiang Qingyue, who was filling Zhao Chunli's teacup with water, frowned and scolded her daughter softly.

    Xiaotong rolled her eyes at Jiang Qingyue, then grabbed Zhao Chunli's hand and said, "Master, please tell me quickly!"

    "I can't figure out what happened to this fellow Taoist Fang for the time being!" Zhao Chunli touched a lock of long hair falling on her face and said with emotion.

    It¡¯s not that Fang Ling couldn¡¯t see Zhao Chunli at this time. The moment he put away his spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling had already refined the last bit of gas from the three-hole holy realm into his true essence.  At this time, the true essence, which was originally cyan, has turned into light cyan, like a clear spring.??In Fang Ling's Dantian.

    The pinnacle of foundation building!

    Through these ten years of sitting in seclusion, Fang Ling not only refined the strange gas into his true essence, but also pushed his cultivation to the peak of foundation building.

    Take a step forward, it's Jin Dan!  (To be continued)

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