It has to be said that Li Xingtian's physical improvement after refining the thousand-year bone jade was really great.

In addition, the cultivation techniques are more in line with Li Xingtian.

At least in terms of the progress of his cultivation during the Qi refining period, Li Xingtian's cultivation speed was already comparable to that of Li Yingling, who had the entry of genius for cultivating immortals.

After several days of intensive training, it was finally time for Li Xingtian to break through the foundation building stage.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged, with refined blood food in front of him - thick, dark red blood clots that looked sticky.

After the foundation is established with subsequent exercises, there is no need to go to such trouble to capture blood food. What one has to do after establishing the foundation is to refine one's own flesh and blood.

So when it comes to this technique being troublesome, it is actually only a little troublesome in the Qi refining realm.

Chu Xingchen reluctantly took out all the remaining spirit stones in the space ring and built a simple spirit gathering array for Li Xingtian to provide enough spiritual energy to successfully break through to the foundation-building realm.

These are all the spiritual stones that can be taken out at present, and now they are really drained by the apprentice.

I always feel that it is impossible for any sect in the world to be poorer than myself.

At this time, in the ruined temple, Li Yingling was boiling water beside a small pot, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was expecting something.

Ning Qianqian had already changed into Li Yingling's clothes, a light blue patterned skirt. Although it was a little baggy, it was not a dirty and shabby linen dress.

Li Yingling, who was a bit of a germaphobe, gave Ning Qianqian a hard bath. The sound of water in the hut lasted from morning to noon, and Ning Qianqian's screams could be heard from time to time. Li Yingling thought that Li Yingling was very harsh.

The effect is also remarkable. At least Ning Qianqian finally doesn't look like a refugee. With this set of clothes, she has the feeling of a child in a slum wearing a princess costume.

However, Ning Qianqian, who was wearing this suit, was naturally not used to it. At this moment, she was carefully playing with the sleeves, which were a bit too wide for her, so that they would not be stained by the ground.

Although Li Yingling said many times that it didn't matter.

However, Li Xingtian, who was about to break through the foundation building stage, didn't look so good. He looked at Li Yingling and the pot of water that started to boil with a heavy expression.

He took a deep breath, looked at Chu Xingchen, and said in a serious tone:

"Master, actually I am confident that I won't take those pills."

"Good medicine tastes bitter." Chu Xingchen placed the last spiritual stone in place. As the placement was completed, dozens of spiritual stones began to glow.

"Don't worry, I know it's the taste of my medicine that's not right. Don't worry this time, I've already researched what flavorings to add to make the medicine delicious!"

"Master...are you sure you are talking about the elixir and not the leftover chicken legs that Senior Sister gnawed on?"

Chu Xingchen took out the few remaining serious spiritual plants from the space ring, and was able to barely refine one:

"You don't believe in my alchemy skills, and you can't doubt my cooking skills, dear disciple."

Recalling the master's cooking skills, Li Xingtian still felt that these words were somewhat convincing, so he looked at the master, expecting him to do what he said.