Feng Wan wanted to practice so much.

If you want to live in the world of cultivation and not be crushed to death by the heroine's halo, the only way is to practice cultivation and become stronger as soon as possible.

Only by walking in front of others can you protect yourself and the people you want to protect.

No matter what the conditions are, she can agree to them.

"Grandpa, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Hey, okay, what the clan leader means is that the clan can give you the fourth-level pulse-cleansing pill.

But the premise is that you must stay in the Feng family for five years.

And in the past five years, he has grown into a third-level alchemist.

Refining one hundred first-level Qi-enhancing pills, fifty second-level Qi-nourishing pills, and thirty foundation-building pills for the clan."

Qi-increasing pills and qi-nourishing pills are okay, but foundation-building pills are the dreams of countless monks in the qi-refining period.

How many monks who have achieved Dzogchen Qi practice have passed away with hatred because they have been unable to break through.

If you have the Foundation Building Pill, you can successfully enter the Foundation Building Stage and increase your life span by five hundred years.

It takes five hundred years to practice from the foundation building stage to the golden elixir stage, and the hope of forming an elixir has greatly increased.

These are not thirty foundation-building pills, but thirty foundation-building monks.

Among these thirty foundation-building monks, it is even possible to advance to become a golden elixir monk.

In such a large Feng family, there are not many golden elixir monks.

It is precisely because an alchemist determines the rise and fall of a family and a sect that he becomes the most noble being in the Jiuhuang Continent.

After hearing the conditions put forward by the deacon elder, Feng Wan agreed without much thought.

Although this is a five-year contract, it is also a matter of mutual achievement.

Without the Pulse Cleansing Pill, her end would be to wait for death.

Today, the most powerful alchemist in the Feng family is the third-level alchemist, who is said to be sixty years old this year.

At this age, he is still growing very fast.

The family asked her to complete in five years what others had accomplished in more than fifty years, so a lot of resources would have to be spent.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the one who actually benefits more is myself.

Feng Wan felt that the clan valued her so much, and it wasn't just her amazing talent for recognizing grass.

Maybe it has something to do with her spiritual roots.

She was very curious, what kind of spiritual root did she have?

The elder deacon was very satisfied with Feng Wan's answer. Well, he is a man of great wisdom who can see the form clearly at a young age.

In fact, the reason why the clan made these demands on Feng Wan was because they were afraid that someone with intentions would discover the clues.

In the eyes of most people, Feng Wan is just a mortal who has no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate.

If a large amount of resources were directly allocated to Feng Wan, not only would she be in danger, but the secrets about her spiritual roots might also be discovered.

With this agreement, it won't be so eye-catching.

At that time, it can be explained that it was because he fell in love with Feng Wan's amazing talent in alchemy.

After Feng Qingqing entered the family academy, she had been worried about Feng Wan and kept looking towards the door.

Finally seeing her following the elder deacon, he excitedly stepped forward and pushed Feng Wan into his arms.

"Girl Wan, we can practice together again in the future, right?"

"Well, sister, my spiritual root was retested."

"What's the result?" Feng Qingqing asked nervously.

Feng Wan freed her face from Feng Qingqing's chest.

Hey, my sister has such a nice, soft and comfortable figure, but it’s a pity that she’s not a boy.

A sly smile appeared on her fair and tender little face.

"The twin spiritual roots of fire and wood."

"Great, let me tell you, the crystal ball used in the test must be broken."

Feng Wan pursed her lips and smiled, but did not explain. It seemed that it was not the crystal ball's pot.

The corner of the elder deacon's mouth twitched, this girl Qingqing really dared to say anything.

"Ahem, okay, let's rest today and take you to apprenticeship tomorrow."

"Yes, congratulations to Grandpa."

Feng Qingqing and Feng Wan bowed obediently, and after the deacons and elders left, there was another burst of cheers.

Feng Qihang was also happy for Feng Wan. They all came from the Feng family in the mortal world.

No matter who has a promising future, his face will be bright.

His parents and grandfather have taught him since he was a child that as a member of the Feng family, you must always remember that when you are prosperous, you will be prosperous, and when you are suffering, you will be devastated.

Never disregard family interests for personal gain.

While Feng Qingqing was happy, she couldn't help but start to worry again.

"Girl Wan, your muscles and veins are blocked and you can't draw Qi into your body. What should you do?"

If you have spiritual roots, but the muscles and veins are blocked and prevent the spiritual energy from entering the body, you still cannot practice.

"Sister, don't worry, the blocked meridians will be solved soon."

Feng Wan thought for a while, and then told Feng Qingqing the agreement between her and her family in a concise and concise manner.

After spending three years with Feng Qingqing, Feng Wan knew that she was trustworthy, so he didn't hide it from her.

"So that's it. These old men are really smart. How old are you, yet they exploit you like this.

Well, no matter what, it is a good thing to be able to practice.

This is what I have gained from practicing over the years, take it all."

Feng Qingqing sincerely regarded Feng Wan as her younger sister, without any secrets.

You know, the cultivation experience of a genius with a single spiritual root like Feng Qingqing cannot be bought with any amount of spiritual stones.

Fengwan's eyes were a little hot, "Thank you, sister."

He lightly scratched Feng Wan's little nose and said, "Why are you so polite to my sister? It's getting late, let's go back to the room first."

"Um."

Feng Qingqing and Feng Wan returned to the temporary rooms assigned by their clan.

They are children who entered the family from the mortal world, and the aura of the room they live in is not as rich as the children of the family.

But Feng Qingqing and Feng Wan don't care about this. They just want to concentrate on practicing. As long as they are good enough, everything will be fine.

After returning to the room, Feng Wan couldn't wait to open the cloth bag given to her by the deacon elder.

It’s not that the elder deacon is stingy and reluctant to give Feng a storage bag.

But Feng Wan hasn't practiced yet, so even if she was given a storage bag, she couldn't open it.

Carefully pour the contents out of the bag.

There weren't many things inside, just an exquisite jade box and a wooden sign with the word "retreat" written on it.

Feng Wan excitedly grabbed the jade box in her hand. As long as she took the elixir inside, she could officially start her path to immortality.

She couldn't wait any longer, she was already too far behind.

After calming down, he stood up, took the piece of wood, and hung it at the door.

Anyone who is a cultivator will understand that as long as a retreat wooden sign is hung at the door, it is not a matter of life and death, and they will never go in and disturb it.

Of course, if it is the enemy of the person in seclusion, they will take advantage of this moment to do something evil.

After hanging up the sign, Feng Wan returned to the room and sat cross-legged on the bed.

The monster egg, which had never left her body, was placed by Feng Wan's leg.

The process of clearing the blocked tendons and discharging the magazines is quite painful.

Not to mention that Feng Wan had not yet started practicing, even as a disciple in the foundation building stage, he could not bear the pain that penetrated his bones.

But this suffering must be experienced.

Feng Wan is not afraid of pain, she is afraid of not being able to practice and not being able to live.

As an orphan in her previous life, her biggest wish was to live.

Taking a deep breath, he put the pill containing spiritual power into his mouth.

The pills refined by the master of the Golden Elixir Stage melted in your mouth and took effect very quickly.

Feng pulled her body up straight, held her hands in hand, and gritted her teeth.

At this moment, her body seemed to be eaten by countless poisonous insects, and she was suffocating in pain.

The medicinal power of the elixir has been integrated into the blood vessels of the whole body, peeling away the blocked impurities from the meridians bit by bit and expelling them from the body.

At first, there were still big drops of sweat dripping down my cheeks and chin.

In the end, it was like being washed away by a heavy rain, falling quickly in strands.

The pain was so extreme that Feng Wan felt that this body no longer belonged to her. Was she dead? Has her soul left her body?

As soon as he had this idea, Feng Wan bit his tongue and blood mixed with sweat flowed down the corners of his lips.

No, she couldn't give up. It was just painful, so she couldn't bow her head.
Chapter completed!