"Junior Brother Zhao?" Zhu Yan's call brought Zhao Ting back to the current world from his own thoughts.

"Senior Brother Zhu, please speak," Zhao Ting said.

It sounds like he is no longer so resistant to Zhu Yan's words, and even begins, with a little bit of expectations...

"So, Junior Brother Zhao, do you know that senior brother, I, are taking which path?" Zhu Yan said.

"But I don't know, but looking at Senior Brother Zhu, he must be the elite in the inner sect, right? Could it be that he is taking the path of spiritual energy refining?" Zhao Ting said.

But it has recovered again, and the same state he usually has on weekdays.

"Haha," Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Junior brother, I'm wrong. Senior brother, I'm not a big deal among the inner disciples. The senior brother walked, but he was also a spiritual medicine to wash his body. Speaking of which, over the years, senior brother has spent a lot of time and money to exchange for spiritual medicine and to cleanse his body..."

"Yes," Zhao Ting, hearing this, nodded frequently, looking like he empathizing.

"After all, among the inner disciples, the senior brother is quite rich. In other words, decades ago, he had to refine his body to almost complete. Just by completing the communication with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he could naturally advance in one fell swoop." Zhu Yan, again, said.

"Yes," Zhao Ting nodded.

To be honest, it is not too difficult for monks to practice until the foundation-building stage. Although most people cannot achieve foundation-building for a hundred days and are so fast, they will not be too slow. They can achieve success in three or five years. No matter how slow they are, they have never heard of it, and have been more than ten years.

However, the foundation building has been completed, and it is different to refine the body to a perfect state. Each person's bodies are different, and the time and spiritual medicines they need to consume are also very different.

But no matter what, theoretically speaking, as long as there is enough time and the elixir is enough, your body is even worse, but it can be conditioned and refined to the most complete state, and to achieve advanced virtual spirit. It is a prerequisite.

Zhu Yan can do almost this for decades. This achievement is not particularly good, but it is absolutely not bad.

Of course, decades of time are real and slow compared to those of the geniuses of Qianri Xuling. However, you should know that most people have been perfect in the foundation-building stage to refine their bodies for nearly a hundred years. From this point of view, these decades of time seem to be, not too long.

"But, senior brother, I was in the last one. In just one month, I was able to successfully advance. Junior brother, do you know why?" Zhu Yan said again.

"Why?" Zhao Ting asked, looking very interested.

"Because, just this month ago, my senior brother, I, had the honor to worship the disciple of a Jindan elder," said Zhu Yan.

"Elder Jindan?" Zhao Ting was also a little surprised for a moment. You know, in the eyes of these real people in the Golden Dan realm, they are like gods in the eyes of these little cultivators, but they can accept a little disciple from the Foundation Establishment Stage. It is really enviable.

"I understand why those so-called genius disciples can practice so quickly. Qualifications are one aspect, and the most important thing is that there is still a good master." Zhu Yan said, but there was a sarcastic smell in his words.

"This..." Zhao Ting was not difficult to hear, Zhu Yan's words were unwilling and sarcastic. In fact, now, sometimes when he calmed down and thought about it, he was not the same. However, he was not inferior to those so-called geniuses. What he lacked was just the appreciation of the people above.

"Senior brother, what you said," Zhao Ting, this sentence is sincere, said.

"So, this person needs the most. A good master, with a good master, resources, etc., is not a problem. Other senior brothers dare not say that, but it is still no problem to advance to the virtual spirit realm. As for luck, it is better, and it is not impossible to advance to the realm of harmony," said Zhu Yan.

"What my senior brother said is that now my senior brother has advanced to the realm of Void Spirit, but it shows that what he said is not Void. I think it will be a natural thing to advance to Hehe in the future." Zhao Ting was a little envious and said.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you are now building the foundation and refining your body. How many years have you been?" No, responding to Zhao Ting's envy, Zhu Yan asked suddenly again.

"This..." Zhao Ting, a little embarrassed, still spoke, "I'm ashamed, but I've been staying there for more than 170 years."

"Well, it seems that my junior brother is not bad at all qualifications, but he is a little shy in his pocket," said Zhu Yan.

Zhao Ting, however, nodded silently.

Speaking of which, he was picked up by a cultivator in the outer sect of Feixian Sect.

That monk was the kind who had clearly advanced to the Void Realm, but was not allowed to enter the inner sect to practice. So, in the outer sect, wasting time in the outer sect, it became depressed and old, and the death was approaching.

It was also fate. At this last moment, I went out to do business and picked up an orphan. With his surname Zhao, what was even more surprising was that the orphan's roots and bones were relatively rare. Jinxing, simply named it Ting, meaning Thunder.

Perhaps, what you can't do is expecting others, but monks and mortals are no different in this regard.

What's more, Zhao Ting is still a rare golden root bone, and it seems that he should be an extraordinary existence when he was born.

However, Zhao Ting's performance seemed to confirm the idea of ​​the monk. He grew up at the age of ten and built a foundation for three years. However, this was considered a good existence among the outer sect. After that, he kept trying every means to earn spirit stones and buy spiritual medicine to wash his body.

Unfortunately, this Deacon Palace is a disciple of the external sect. It has been exploited very well, but it has always achieved little success.

In the next ten years, the monk was transformed into a transformation, but he did not leave anything for Zhao Ting. All the valuables were exchanged for spiritual medicine for him in the past few years. The only thing he left was hope that one day, Zhao Ting could enter the inner sect and achieve success in his practice, which would be considered as a way to live up to his wisdom-eyed treasure...

Thinking of this, Zhao Ting sighed and said, "No, indeed, he is short of money, otherwise..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan's smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

"I don't know, junior brother, but are you willing to join my main peak?"
Chapter completed!