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Inside the deep mine, there was deathly silence.

Lin Yuan stood in front of the dark hole, sweating slightly from the palm of his hand that was pressed on the storage bag.

After many years of caution, he knew that any abnormal chill might mean a hidden monster or some unknown natural restriction.

He did not rush deeper, but held his breath, huddled in the shadow of the rock wall, and quietly held a golden needle in his right hand.

After waiting for half a stick of incense, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the chill had no subsequent spiritual fluctuations and was just the natural erosion caused by the gathering of Yin Qi deep underground.

"Since I have made up my mind to survive these seven days safely, there is no room for any gambling."

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly and he sneaked into the mine sideways.

He went down more than a hundred feet, and along the way, he used the secret route in his ancestor's memory to avoid several abandoned mine tunnels that had long since collapsed.

Finally, at the end of a hidden crack that went almost vertically downward, he found the secret passage where his ancestor had retreated.

This place is only a few feet wide, and the top of the head is covered with the remains of thick black iron veins, which naturally blocks out spiritual consciousness.

And in the cracks on the ground, there are faint traces of pure spiritual energy overflowing - this is the source of the first-order spiritual vein branch.

Lin Yuan did not dare to delay, and immediately patted the storage bag and took out the set of phantom array disks that he had forcibly modified.

He drove the four formation flags into the gaps in the surrounding rock walls according to the direction of the black gold lock spirit.

As he embedded a low-grade spiritual stone into the center of the array, there was a low buzz, and a layer of faint light rippled, then turned into a gray-black rock wall that was no different from the surrounding one.

The spiritual energy fluctuations that appeared all around were tightly locked within a three-foot radius by this layer of disguise, and no trace of them leaked out.

After doing all this, Lin Yuan sat down cross-legged.

He first took out a Qi Restoration Pill and swallowed it, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

Breaking through the foundation building is a leap in the level of life. The meridians and Dantian must withstand the violent impact of liquefied spiritual power, and the state must be adjusted to the peak of the mortal body.

"Xuanjin Jue" slowly circulated in his body. After nine weeks, his meridians, which had been aching due to the backlash of the magical weapon, finally completely calmed down. The gaseous spiritual power in his body was as full as a boiling pool of water.

"Success or failure lies in one move."

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He turned his hand, and an exquisite jade bottle with a cyan talisman fell into his palm.

When he opened the talisman, a medicinal fragrance so strong that it was almost indissoluble hit his nostrils.

Inside the jade bottle, a round elixir the size of a dragon's eye was lying quietly. There were three clear light golden lines intertwined on the surface of the elixir, making it appear mysterious and unpredictable.

A middle-grade foundation-building pill.

Looking at the entire Qingyang County, ordinary casual cultivators can only fight for ordinary low-grade foundation-building pills in their lifetime, but this high-quality mid-grade elixir has extraordinary medicinal power.

Lin Yuan didn't hesitate at all, opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.

"Boom!"

As soon as the Foundation Establishment Pill entered his abdomen, it turned into an extremely terrifying stream of heat, like a volcano erupting, rushing crazily along his meridians and into his limbs and bones.

If an ordinary cultivator with mixed spiritual roots faced such violent medicinal power, just by guiding him to widen his meridians, he would have to endure pain like skin peeling and cramping.

However, Lin Yuan, as the only one in a million with golden spiritual roots, showed an almost terrifying advantage at this moment.

The gold master kills in horror, and his quality is the strongest.

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