Yan Hongxiu actually never thought about building the foundation. She would be very satisfied if she could refine her Qi to perfection in this life.

But for some reason, the young master suddenly mentioned this matter today.

"The current head of the Yan family is not bad, he is a character..."

Fang Xi said with a half-smile, but in Yan Hongxiu's worried eyes, she walked back lazily...

Half a month later.

The news that Lingkong Island changed hands again spread throughout Wandao Lake.

You Yue Sect also issued a statement, claiming that Li Lei was part of Jie Xiu's group, and issued a high reward for the wanted man.

However... no matter how many monks who wanted to offer a reward searched Wandao Lake, they could not find any trace of Li Lei and the gang of robbing cultivators.

It's like... disappearing into thin air.

However, Liu Sanqi came to visit again and explained that he had nothing to do with Li Lei. This cautious attitude made even Fang Xi look askance at him.

This person is worthy of being a monk who practices wood-attribute skills just like him, and his every move shows stability.

……

‘The great elder of Youyue Sect has captured many people from Sanfentang, and he might know some inside information...’

‘Maybe even Qian Xinzi and his gang plan to plot Longyu Island.’

‘Speaking of which... the last time you came to see me, it was also a test?’

'However, even if she is in the late stage of foundation building and dares to break into Dragon Fish Island, she will still be made into tree fertilizer!'

While Fang Xi was thinking wildly, she came to the deepest part of Changqing Pavilion.

The water bubbles in Disha Lake exploded one after another, and strands of black evil spirit emerged from them.

On the surface of the lake, the dark evil aura is extremely strong and has a sticky feeling.

"Fifty years... this black wind and evil spirit have finally been conceived."

Fang Xi looked at the evil aura and sighed.

The Dragon Fish Zhong family has been a foundation-building family for generations, and almost every generation has a foundation-building monk, relying on this lake of Disha.

Such a precious resource, even when the Zhong family was destroyed, they were reluctant to destroy it!

Just like Ruan Xingling's father was reluctant to damage the spiritual peach tree, he thought that future generations would one day take it back!

"But now it belongs to me after all."

Fang Xi smiled slightly, and the magic power of Qingmu Longevity Technique turned into a big hand, flying towards the dark thick fog of evil aura.

Zila!

Along with the magic formulas, the dark and rich mist condensed into a vortex, with the middle like a funnel, and Fang Xi spit out a mouthful of blue innate true fire, which began to be slowly refined, and dropped drop by drop into a jade bottle that had been prepared.

Among.

A few days later, the jade bottle in Fang Xi's hand was more than half full, and the black air above the lake had become so thin that it was almost difficult to see with the naked eye.

"The essence of the black wind's evil energy is probably enough for a monk who has perfected his Qi refining to refine his physical body...it only increases the possibility of breaking through the foundation building."
Chapter completed!