Chapter 57 Golden Scale Fruit

The news of Chen Qing's failure in building his foundation quickly spread throughout the family.

The tribesmen didn’t know about it before, but the movement of building the foundation on the top of Yunwu Mountain was quite loud, and even the cultivators in the early stages of Qi training could sense it.

However, the people who know about the old man’s physical condition are still limited to family members and a few elders.

Some people are worried about this, but some people are not desperate.

In the small courtyard.

Chen Rou's pretty face was filled with worry. "The patriarch failed to build his foundation a few days ago. I heard that failure damages the blood and foundation. I'm afraid he won't be able to build his foundation again for seven or eight years."

"Don't worry, the family still has the ancestor in charge, it shouldn't have much of an impact."

Chen Wen was dressed in a blue shirt and had a handsome face. After making a batch of talismans, he chatted with Chen Rou about recent events.

After a few years, the brother and sister have lost some of their childishness compared to when they first arrived.

Their cultivation has also advanced to the fourth level of Qi training, and they have begun to try to make first-level mid-quality talismans.

At this time.

Chen An walked into the courtyard.

When the two men smelled the footsteps, their faces changed slightly. They immediately picked up the talisman pen and pretended to start drawing talismans.

Chen An shook his head slightly without saying anything more. As usual, he taught the two of them to draw the talisman for an hour.

Afterwards, he walked into a quiet room, put out the tools for talisman-making, and made golden talismans, fire dragon talismans and ice cone talismans.

The last two types of talismans were harvested from dragon blood ginseng and ice crystal grass, and are currently only at a small level.

Now the family has invested a lot of resources in building Chen Qing's foundation, and is already running out of money and in urgent need of rescue.

Whenever Chen Dazhuang made a first-grade top-quality talisman paper, he would come over to make a batch and teach Chen Wen and Chen Rou.

Two hours later.

Chen An finished making eighty pieces of talisman paper, and his spiritual energy was almost exhausted.

He looked at the sixty or so talismans in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

According to the spiritual power reserves before he started practicing the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation, he could only make ten at most before his spiritual power was exhausted.

Now it has increased eight times, which is really terrifying!
Recently, Chen Yu returned to the family.

Chen An had been in seclusion frequently since Chen Qing's failure in building his foundation. He only heard about this from Chen Rui later.

I heard that Chen Yu passed the Qingyun Sect's outer sect competition and successfully became an inner sect disciple.

He also took an inner sect elder who was in the foundation-building stage as his teacher. His status improved by leaps and bounds both in the sect and in the clan.

After learning about the family's situation, he used his connections to buy a first-grade longevity elixir, the Golden Scale Fruit.

Taking one pill can add three years to your life.

Spiritual elixirs of the same level that increase lifespan are generally only effective for the first pill taken, and will not be effective no matter how many pills are taken afterwards.

Three years of life is not much, but it is better than nothing.

Chen An estimated that as long as the old man didn't fight with others, he could probably live a few more years.

The family plans to place their hopes on Chen Yu. If she can build a foundation in the sect, even though she is out of reach for the family, they will not lose their current second-level spiritual vein.

It’s better than losing even Yunwu Mountain after the old man passes away.

But Chen An didn't hold too much hope.

Although the Qingyun Sect is powerful, the Foundation Establishment Pill is not so easy to obtain.

Otherwise, there wouldn't have been any need to fight to the death for a foundation-building pill.

Chen An feels that trusting no one else is worse than trusting himself!

He is now getting closer and closer to the ninth level of Qi training. As long as he can steadily reach perfection in Qi training, building the foundation will not be a difficult task for him.

The only thing is to see whether the old man can hold on in the next few years.

At night, fog gathers at the foot of the mountain.

Chen San quietly touched it.

His face was stern and his body was faintly shrouded in a layer of black air, which made him look evil.

"Chen's foundation building was seriously injured and he died. With my means, let alone escaping from his hands, it is not impossible to kill him even at a cost."

After taking over "Chen San's" body, he devoured some mortals at the foot of the mountain, and hunted down several Liu family sentries wandering nearby. His cultivation level barely recovered and reached the eighth level of Qi training.

He planned to use the flesh and blood of the Chen family cultivators to completely restore his cultivation tonight. Not long after he walked, an old man from the Chen family came towards him.

Chen San's figure flashed like a ghost, and he moved forward using the shadows of the surrounding trees.

"Chen San! How dare you come up here?!"

Chen Fugui, who was walking on his way home, scared the person in front of him.

Chen San ignored him and directly opened his mouth and spurted out a cloud of black mist, covering Chen Fugui. He stretched out his dark arm and covered the other's mouth.

Chen Fugui didn't even have time to let out a scream. In a moment, all his flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only skin and bones.

Chen San touched his stomach, feeling a little unsatisfied.

"It's a little old, but at least it tastes much better than the mortals down the mountain."

Chen San was in a good mood. If he could swallow all the cultivators in the Chen family who were in the middle stage of Qi training or above, he would probably be able to recover 80% to 90% of his strength.

Including the foundation-building cultivators of the Chen family, it is estimated that they can return to the peak in one fell swoop!
Then I can return to Yinmo Sect with the intelligence I have collected over the years, get rewards from the Sect Master, and then come back to seek revenge on those two Qingyun Sect monks. Wouldn’t that be wonderful!
"Hmm? The Gold Locking Array?"

Chen San noticed that there was a first-grade superior formation in the distance.

His eyes gleamed, "To be able to use a top-grade formation, one must be a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training. Fortunately, I am quite knowledgeable about this formation, so you may be unlucky this time!"

Swallowing his saliva, Chen San quietly touched it.

He waved his hands and sent out some spiritual power towards several directions of the formation in front of him. In an instant, the light shield of the formation gradually became blurred, and a portal appeared after a while.

Chen San chuckled and slipped in.

Dongfuzhong.

"Dudududu!"

The jade token of the formation kept flashing, as if giving a warning!
Chen An, who was meditating, felt a warning and jumped up.

The jade token flickered, indicating that the formation had been broken. He had experience in this matter.

The Liu family attacked the mountain?
This was Chen An’s first reaction.

Now that the family is in ruins, and with the temptation of the Cloud Valley and the second-level spiritual vein, the other party may really be unable to resist and take action directly.

Chen An held his breath, used his skills to restrain his aura, and quietly disappeared into a quiet room.

After a dozen breaths, a figure sneaked in.

The other party's footsteps came closer and farther away, as if he was searching the cave.

Chen An listened to the other party's footsteps approaching and clenched the top-grade magic weapon in his hand.

"Come out, I know you're in there!"

A voice came from outside, and then the stone door collapsed.

Chen An's eyes narrowed and he threw out the Fire Dragon Talisman and the Ice Cone Talisman.

Ice and fire intertwined before my eyes, and white mist rose up.

Chen An seized the opportunity, picked up the magic sword and slashed it hard.

With just a few strokes, he chopped the person in front of him into several pieces.

Chen An couldn't believe it. So bad?

Looking at his face, although dry, it still feels somewhat familiar.

Chen Fugui!
At this moment, a ball of black fog suddenly rushed out and surrounded Chen An.

Chen An's eyes widened, the golden talisman and tortoise shell technique rose up, and with a thought, the two merged into a layer of light shield to protect his body.

Under the erosion of the black fog, the light shield gradually dimmed and melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"He is alert, but that's all."

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, with a mocking look on his face.

Chen An took a closer look and said with a gloomy face: "Chen San! Do you know that if you rashly go up the mountain, the master will abolish your cultivation?"

"You are about to die and you are still threatening me! Maybe you think that death is not fast enough."

Chen San didn't say much. Black mist spread behind him, faintly condensing into a ghost face.

It let out a low roar, and with a shake of its body, it pounced towards Chen An.

(End of this chapter)