Chapter 749 Feng Shaogong, Rebuilding Spiritual Roots

The Hundred Poison Cave is located at the foot of Tuyun Peak, and the foot of the mountain is the thinnest place in the entire spiritual peak. The higher you go, the richer the spiritual energy.

The foot of the mountain is usually the residence of the Qi-refining and foundation-building clansmen. Of course, those with backgrounds usually follow their elders to practice, no matter how poor their talent is.

Those who have neither background nor talent can only rely on themselves.

There are many people of this race in the Li family, both those with other surnames and those with the Li surname. Feng Shaogong is one of them.

Of course, even if the talent is low, the basic welfare that the Li family should have is still distributed normally, and no member of the clan will be allowed to go out to be a casual cultivator.

The Hundred Poison Cave is only about five meters in radius, similar to a cave.

There are more than a dozen poisonous grasses planted in one corner of the cave, and a faint poisonous gas fills the cave.

Feng Shaogong is sitting cross-legged on a broken cushion to practice at this moment, and wisps of poisonous gas slowly flow into his mouth and nose.

After about an incense stick, Feng Shaogong stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and sighed slightly.

At his current cultivation speed, one year is equivalent to one month for others. Not to mention forming a pill, it is a problem to cultivate to the perfection of foundation building.

Moreover, there are too few resources, and he can only rely on the poison gas emitted by more than a dozen poisonous grasses to cultivate.

Although he is in the foundation building stage, his mana consumption during battle is about twice as fast as that of ordinary people, which makes him dare not go out to hunt poisonous beasts at will.

His father is one of his mother's concubines, and his mother is a jade-faced scorpion hated by everyone.

He has never seen his parents since he was born. He grew up in all kinds of insults and ridicules. He knows that if it were not for the Li family rules, he would have been dead long ago.

Although his surname is Feng, he has no feelings for the Feng family, only hatred. From childhood to adulthood, the Feng family bullied him the most.

Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, he took out a black book from the storage bag and read it.

The cover of the black book has five big characters "Biography of Li Yunxiao".

This is compiled by the elders of the Li family. There is no magical skill, and it only records Li Yunxiao's views on the way of cultivation.

The Li family has compiled personal biographies for many of the Li family's ancestors. These are just basic books. As long as you are a member of the Li family, you can read them without contribution points.

Feng Shaogong has read many biographies of Li's ancestors, but only the biography of Li Yunxiao has the greatest influence on him. He often reads this biography to motivate himself.

"Cultivating immortals is in the heart, not in the immortals, and the great way is in oneself, not in the sky!"

Unconsciously, he turned to the last page, and looking at the last line of words, he felt depressed.

He had an ugly face and no one was with him. He wanted to find someone to solve his problems, but he had no way. Even the Jindan cultivators of the Feng family would not see him, let alone the Li family.

"Who?"

He shouted loudly, and then stood up. With the dense lumps of flesh on his left face, he looked extremely ferocious.

With a pinch of the magic formula, a black whip covered with thorns fell into his hand.

Although the Li family did not allow killing, many people enjoyed bullying him. If there was nothing wrong, he would generally not leave the cave.

The space of the cave shook slightly, and as a spiritual light gathered, it slowly condensed into the figure of Li Yunduo.

"Master?"

"Greetings, Master!"

Feng Shaogong immediately knelt on the ground respectfully. He had only seen Li Yunduo's portrait, and this was the first time he saw him in person.

"Get up!"

"The cultivation of immortality is in the heart, not in the immortal. This motto is what Changsheng Laozu warned the clan members. The most important thing in cultivating immortality is a heart of cultivation."

"Neither be ambitious nor listen to others' slander and belittle yourself."

"The immortals who are higher than you in cultivation think they are superior and regard themselves as immortals. They arbitrarily point out the fate of others. If you listen to these people's slander, you will ruin your Tao heart and be mediocre for the rest of your life."

"The Tao is in oneself, not in heaven, which means that everyone can achieve Tao, until they are on par with the Tao in the end."

Li Yunduo's voice was like a bell, echoing in Feng Shaogong's ears, making him feel dazed and at a loss.

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Shao Gong is very grateful!"

Feng Shaogong came back to his senses and kowtowed respectfully, then stood up.

However, Feng Shaogong seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he still had doubts, but was embarrassed to speak.

Li Yunduo naturally noticed his expression and said, "If you have any doubts, you can speak up, and I will answer them for you."

Feng Shaogong nodded: "This book records the cultivation path of Ancestor Yunxiao. How could this last sentence come from Ancestor Changsheng?"

Li Yunduo said lightly: "You should have read the biography of the origin of the family. In the early days of the family, the cultivation environment was ten thousand times more difficult than it is now."

"Ancestor Yunxiao has five spiritual roots. In that era, people with five spiritual roots and useless people were undoubtedly the objects of everyone's ridicule."

"Ancestor Yunxiao's life experience is not much different from yours. The cultivation resources are more scarce than yours, and he has wanted to give up the path of cultivation many times."

"Changsheng As one of the pioneers of the family, Ancestor Sheng has a deeper understanding of Taoism. Ancestor Changsheng saw that Ancestor Yunxiao practiced Taoism hard, so he said this proverb to encourage his heart of Taoism to prevent him from feeling inferior. "

"In the later cultivation path, Ancestor Yunxiao also often used this sentence to warn himself, and then he became the first person in the family history to ascend with five spiritual roots."

"These are all private matters between Ancestor Changsheng and Ancestor Yunxiao. Later generations did not know the process and thought it came from Ancestor Yunxiao."

"But it doesn't matter who said it. What matters is that you understand your heart of Taoism. Now, do you understand it?"

"Thank you for your teachings, Master. Shao Gong understands!"

Feng Shaogong kowtowed again, his eyes became firm.

He now realized that listening to your words is better than reading for ten years.

It's a pity that he is alone, no one can help him solve his doubts, and he often doubts himself, wasting a lot of time for cultivation.

Now that he has understood himself, he will persevere even if the road of cultivation is difficult.

Seeing Feng Shaogong's eyes, Li Yunduo nodded secretly.

The reason why Feng Shaogong is inferior is that in addition to his own life experience, he has been hit too much by his fellow tribesmen. Even some elders of the Feng family told him that he would not achieve much in this life.

"You should know about the things of the ancestors!"

Feng Shaogong nodded and said nothing.

Li Yunduo didn't say anything more, and directly took out the Soul-shaping Pill for him.

"Master, what is this?"

"You don't need to ask too much. This pill can change your own destiny. It depends on whether you accept it or not."

"Change your destiny!"

Hearing this, Feng Shaogong took the pill and swallowed it without any hesitation.

Li Yunduo had no reason to hurt him.

"Ah!"

Feng Shaogong suddenly screamed, and a large amount of colorful poisonous gas came out of his seven orifices.

"Hold the Yuan and keep the One, calm your mind and concentrate!"

A loud shout rang in his ears, and Feng Shaogong suddenly quieted down. Although he was in great pain, he endured and stopped screaming.

Li Yunduo injected his magic power into his body and began to help him refine the medicinal power of the Soul-Sculpting Pill.

As time passed, an hour passed.

"Bang!"

A slight sound came from Feng Shaogong's body, and he opened his eyes, and a black light flashed, which was extremely deep.

"In the middle stage of foundation building, my spiritual roots have recovered!"

Feng Shaogong muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief.

"Look at your face!"

Li Yunduo pinched the magic formula, and a water curtain emerged.

"My face has recovered!"

Feng Shaogong touched his left face, and the dense bumps had disappeared.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

"I was just entrusted by the Youwei Patriarch. These are the resources he left for you. It will be no problem for you to cultivate to the Golden Core. Remember, don't show your wealth to others."

Li Yunduo handed him a storage ring and then left the cave.

"Youwei Patriarch!"

Looking at the storage ring in his hand, he was a little at a loss.