100-year-old foundation building, starting from the maximum level of understanding

Chapter 71: Two Hundred Years of Xuanyang Fruit, Fighting in the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment! [First Order]

Seeing this, not only Ji Haoyuan and Heisha Taoist and others, but also the other cultivators present, suddenly fixed their eyes.

The third-level restriction was broken, which meant that this place would no longer be defended against any of them.

Unconsciously, everyone's breathing became heavy.

Obviously, everyone knows that for a place that can be protected by a third-level restriction, the things inside must be very precious.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, Ji Haoyuan immediately sent a message to Liu Hongyu and the other two, then rushed forward first.

At this time, whoever is faster and more accurate will definitely get the most and best rewards.

The Heisha Taoist and his group not far away also no longer cared about fighting with Ji Haoyuan and the others. They all used all their strength to drive their escape light and headed towards the area ahead.

This also applies to everyone else present at the moment.

For a moment, all kinds of escaping figures were wreaking havoc.

In just a blink of an eye, the people who were originally surrounding here disappeared completely.

"Fellow Daoist Haoyuan, look! What is that?"

As soon as they entered here, Feng Wanqing pointed to a medicinal field not far from them and said in surprise:

"Blue Blood Grass, Ancient Spirit Flower, Purple Cloud Red Leaf...

These are all second-grade, top-grade elixirs!"

However, these were not what Ji Haoyuan and Feng Wanqing paid the most attention to. What really caught their attention were the two spiritual fruits growing here.

"Xuan Yang Fruit, that's Xuan Yang Fruit!

And it’s a two-hundred-year-old Xuanyang Fruit!”

Liu Hongyu couldn't help but exclaimed.

No wonder she reacted this way.

You know, the Xuanyang Fruit that has reached two hundred years old is the main ingredient for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.

It is almost invisible to the outside world.

It is only possible for a Jindan sect like the Chixia Sect to exist in their own sect medicine garden.

But right now, in this medicine garden.

Do not!
Right in front of them, there were two such Xuan Yang Fruits!

With those two Xuan Yang Fruits, even a foundation-building family like theirs could find someone to help refine two furnaces of foundation-building pills as long as they were willing to spend a lot of money.

According to the situation, one furnace can produce at least three or four foundation-building pills.

Excluding the remuneration paid to the alchemist, they would ultimately have at least four or five coins.

As for what four or five foundation-building pills mean to a foundation-building family like theirs, it is self-evident.

Thinking of this, even Qiu Zeyuan, a sword cultivator who has always been calm in the face of difficulties, couldn't help but show a hint of excitement on his face.

Only Ji Haoyuan did not lose his composure at this time, but hurriedly instructed everyone to quickly collect all the elixirs here.

This also made the three people who were still immersed in the excitement of seeing the Xuanyang Fruit come back to their senses immediately.

However, just when Ji Haoyuan and his companions began to quickly collect all the spiritual medicines here, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared behind them.

These seven or eight people are obviously local monks from the west of the Hongduan Mountains.

The cultivation of two of them has even reached the late stage of foundation building.

They seemed to have just seen the situation here.

One of the monks, a yellow-faced monk who was in the late Foundation Establishment stage, immediately shouted, "Stop!"

However, neither Ji Haoyuan, Liu Hongyu, Feng Wanqing, nor Qiu Zeyuan and the others paid any attention to it.

This also made the yellow-faced monks look fierce.

It would be fine if they hadn't seen such treasures, but now that they have seen them, how could they let Ji Haoyuan and the others take them away?

Almost in an instant, the yellow-faced monk and his group launched an attack on Ji Haoyuan and his group.

Among them, the yellow-faced monk and another horse-faced monk in the late foundation-building stage set their sights directly on Ji Haoyuan. After all, they had just seen him attack from outside and knew that if they relied on just one of them, they would probably not be Ji Haoyuan's opponent.

Therefore, the two of them almost used all their strength when they came up.

Buzz!
In the void, a long sword spiritual weapon with a cold glow and a heavy spiritual weapon like a gold brick came smashing towards Ji Haoyuan.

Seeing this, a hint of coldness flashed in Ji Haoyuan's eyes.

Not the slightest movement.

Then a circle of hazy yellow light spread out from behind him.

Then, a huge hand that seemed to be carved out of rock suddenly stretched out.

Boom!

Only two loud bangs were heard.

The spiritual weapons offered by the yellow-faced monk and the horse-faced monk were all shaken away by that big hand.

With their minds shaken, the magic power in both of them was delayed for a moment.

"How can this be?"

Both of them showed a look of shock.

But before they could react, a circle of extremely dazzling yellow light suddenly burst out from the big hand.

The terrifying force actually grabbed the golden brick spiritual weapon of the horse-faced monk tightly, and then the five fingers on it suddenly tightened.

ka ka ka-

A sharp squeezing sound suddenly came.

The horse-faced monk's expression suddenly changed.

"not good!"

He subconsciously wanted to take back the spiritual weapon.

But at this moment, a red light like a meteor suddenly expanded in his pupils.

Rainbow Gun Killing Technique!
Then I heard a "chi" sound.

The horse-faced monk stood there in a daze, with no breath left in his body.

It can be seen that at this moment, between his eyebrows, a red dot with traces of burning is particularly clear.

"Brother Qian!"

The yellow-faced monk's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and his whole body felt icy cold from head to toe.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, the yellow-faced monk immediately took out a talisman and was about to activate it.

But just at this moment, he suddenly heard a sound in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, a bright sword light like a meteor suddenly expanded in his pupils.

The art of cutting the sky and drawing the sword!
There was murderous intent in Ji Haoyuan's eyes.

He thought clearly that now that the two sides were enemies, he would not let the other side go easily if conditions permitted.

As the saying goes, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Having been in the world of immortal cultivation for a hundred years, he has a very deep understanding of this.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the attack on Lin Shen, it was obviously too late for the yellow-faced monk to activate the escape talisman in his hand.

In desperation, he could only use a bell-shaped spiritual weapon to protect himself.

when!
A dull bell suddenly rang out.

The light on the bell-shaped spiritual weapon dimmed instantly.

A domineering and brutal sword energy, as if it could cut through everything, instantly penetrated the layers of defense of the bell-shaped spiritual weapon and attacked his body again!
(End of this chapter)