"It's hard to explain."

Lin Ye stroked his beard and smiled.

"Hua Heng seems to have a good reputation on the surface, but in fact he will inevitably have some secret tricks and tricks in alchemy. Maybe he has harmed someone in the past and made others jealous."

…

Returning to the cave, Lu Changan fell into deep thought.

More than ten years ago, the scene of Master Hua handing the refined foundation-building pill to Fu Xuemei's hands with a smile on his face flashed through his mind.

In the events of that year, Master Hua Dan was considered the mastermind, carrying out everything and taking the initiative to please Fu Xuemei.

Master Hua is now injured and is weak. It seems to be a good opportunity for revenge.

Lu Changan thought it over again and thought it was not safe.

Master Hua Dan had just been assassinated, so he was frightened and even more vigilant than usual.

At the same time, he was not sure whether this was a trap.

A few years ago, Lu Changan inquired about the relationship between Lin Ye and Master Hua, and it was true that the two had no contact with each other.

From Lin Ye's side, there was no obvious doubt.

Perhaps the murderer was Lin Ye.

Seeing that the assassination was unsuccessful, he leaked the news to Lu Changan, hoping that he would kill him again.

"If there is no reasonable person to take the blame, killing Master Hua may arouse Fu Xuemei's suspicion."

…

Another half year has passed.

A big event happened in the immortal world of Liang Kingdom.

The monks from the three major sects of Jinyun Valley, Xuanyin Pavilion, and Liuyun Sect launched a comprehensive siege on the demon sect's stronghold hidden near the Black Mist Mountains.

Liang Shaotian, who has advanced to the early stage of pill formation, starts a battle with the strong men of the sect.

In the end, Liang Shaotian was outnumbered, injured and defeated.

That demon sect stronghold was wiped out by the sect of the Liang Kingdom's Immortal Realm.

This battle greatly boosted the prestige of several major sects.

"The situation in the world of immortality is stable. Liang Shaotian acts in a high-profile manner and establishes hidden strongholds, as if he is the king of the mountain. It is difficult to fight against the general trend."

Lu Changan was not surprised by this result.

The monks who were encircling and suppressing were only a small number of the three major Jindan sects, and they didn't do anything serious at all.

The most powerful "Lihuo Palace" in the immortal world of Liang Kingdom has not participated in this operation, including the Qingzhumen in the east.

…

Liang Shaotian was seriously injured and defeated, which was the year Lu Changan turned eighty-seven.

His personal cultivation level is approaching the third level of foundation building.

At this time, Lu Changan faced a problem. Guan Qiaozhi had already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

To be precise, I entered the ninth level of Qi Refining half a year ago.

All in all, this woman has been serving Lu Changan for decades, working hard and without complaint.

On this day, Lu Changan sent out a transmission talisman and asked Guan Qiaozhi to come to the secret room.

"Brother Lu, what do you want from me?"

Guan Qiaozhi's eyes were full of hope, her eyebrows were painted red, and she put on a snow-white gauze skirt.

Lu Changan ignored her look and said seriously:

"Qiaozhi, have you made any preparations to build a foundation?"

"Foundation building? Not yet."

Guan Qiaozhi was startled for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Thanks to Brother Lu's care, it is not easy for Qiaozhi to enter the ninth level of Qi Refining at his age. Entering the second-level spiritual vein of the huge Little Turtle Peak, it will be a glorious time. As for the foundation building stage, Qiaozhi does not dare to hope too much."

Guan Qiaozhi knows how difficult it is to get a foundation-building pill.

This is not just a question of whether there are enough spiritual stones.

Without the Foundation Establishment Pill, given her qualifications and her current age, there is little hope.

Lu Changan looked at her: "Do you want to build a foundation?"

"I want to." Guan Qiaozhi bit her pink lips. This is the dream of every monk in the Qi refining stage.

I don’t dare to hope, but I have definitely fantasized about it.

"I got news from Master Lin that you can buy low-quality foundation-building pills at a relatively low price through a certain black market channel, which increases the chance of foundation-building by 15%."

Lu Changan said.

"Foundation Pill?"

Guan Qiaozhi breathed heavily, her chest rose and fell, and her eyes sparkled.

"In this jade tube, there are foundation-building methods and related experience of foundation-building. In the past few years, you have continued to practice and digest them."

Lu Changan handed her a jade tube and ordered.

"It's still uncertain whether you can get a defective foundation-building pill. But you have to be prepared and try to hit a foundation-building pill before you turn sixty."

"Yes, Brother Lu."

Guan Qiaozhi took the jade tube, her eyes were red, and she sobbed softly.

She really didn't expect that Lu Changan would plan a foundation-building pill for one of her concubines.

He understood Lu Changan's character. If he didn't have greater confidence, he wouldn't have made this explanation.

…

Time flies, three years have passed.

Lu Changan's age has reached the ninety-year mark.

Little Turtle Peak, inside the secret room.

The lake of spiritual energy in Lu Changan's dantian has expanded slightly, and Changqing's magic power has become stronger.

"At the age of ninety, it has reached the third level of foundation building. It is the last stage of the early stage of foundation building."

Lu Changan felt calm in his heart.

This small level only measures your own cultivation stage, and each level only increases your mana by 20 to 30%.

Only by breaking through to the middle stage of foundation building can the strength be greatly improved.
Chapter completed!