Chapter 196 The Ancient Saints Could Not Do It, but I, Ning Qi, Did It

A moment later.

Everyone in the Chiyang Sect prostrated themselves on the ground in horror. An extremely terrifying pressure enveloped the void, and the biting cold seemed to freeze their souls.

A cold voice that suppressed endless anger sounded:

"Heavenly Sword bastard, you are courting death!"

Everyone's mind was blank.

The Red Sun Martial Saint quickly grabbed the Purple Moon Martial Saint who was about to go berserk, and whispered:

"Sister Ziyue, don't worry."

Purple Moon Martial Saint's eyes were filled with sorrow:

"Brother, this matter absolutely cannot be let go like this. That day, the sword dog thief cut off one of your arms and stole the Great Sun Compass. This is revenge for blocking the way. No matter what his strange origins are, I will fight him!"

A trace of hatred also rose in the eyes of Chiyang Wusheng. He took a deep breath and said:

“Of course I dare not forget this hatred, but now that the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint has just suppressed four Martial Saints, he has said that we cannot waste energy internally and cannot offend him at this critical moment. Otherwise, I will not be able to kill the Heavenly Sword Thief and I will also offend the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint.”

Purple Moon Martial Saint looked indignant:

"How can the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint be so biased? It was clearly the Heavenly Sword Thief who made the mistake first. If he is acting this way in order to avoid internal friction, I'm afraid he is just pretending not to be so."

Chiyang Martial Saint Dao:

"It's meaningless to say this now. We just need to quietly wait for an opportunity, an opportunity that is beyond the reach of the Heavenly Slashing Martial Saint, and kill the Heavenly Sword thief with the force of thunder. By then, even if the Heavenly Slashing Martial Saint is angry, he will be helpless and will eventually make a big deal out of a small matter."

Purple Moon Martial Saint's eyes flashed:

"You mean?"

"That's right, the day of spiritual resurrection!" There was a hint of bloodthirstiness in his eyes, "The Blood Rain of the Martial Saint will be just the right time for us brothers and sisters to reach a higher level!"

immediately.

He said apologetically:

"But recently, you, Ziyue sister, have to keep a low profile for the time being, lest the sword dog thief be on guard. Then, we can work together to kill him by surprise and help you, Ziyue sister, to reach a higher level. In the future, we may have opportunities together!"

Purple Moon Martial Saint nodded and said:

"As long as I can vent your anger, what's wrong with me hiding for a while?"

The brother and sister smiled at each other.

then.

The entire Chiyang Sect received a ban: No one can disclose what happened today, otherwise they will be punished by the annihilation of their physical body!

Nobody knows.

The Purple Moon Martial Saint has revived and returned, and is hiding in the Red Sun Sect.

…

Seek Taoism.

As the breeze blows, the leaves of the Wudao tea tree roll up in waves, covering the courtyard with lush greenery, and a strange fragrance intoxicates people.

Ning Qi closed his eyes and meditated.

In his mind, countless spiritual lights were splashing and gushing. The results of all the experiments with the Sword Demon during this period were all blooming. The spiritual lights intertwined and were then sorted out by Ning Qi. The sense of accomplishment was indescribable.

Before you know it.

A wisp of spiritual energy appeared at his fingertips.

He opened his eyes with determination, and three flowers condensed on his head, and this ray of spiritual energy rushed straight up.

This was the first time Ning Qi tried to refine spiritual energy on his own.

The spiritual energy was floating above his head, but he was not in a hurry to absorb it into his body.

Buzz!

A peerless sword intent rose into the sky and hovered beside him. An invisible sword could be vaguely seen. When the sword intent appeared, the originally stable spiritual energy began to fluctuate slightly, and an invisible pulling force appeared, but it was a little weak.

But that’s not all.

Following closely behind the sword intent, a terrifying knife intent also rose up, running side by side with the sword intent.

The spiritual energy is affected even more.

Ning Qi's eyes flashed with golden light, and his whole body burst into energy.

In an instant.

Like bamboo shoots springing up after the rain, all the martial arts realms are rising up.

There are guns that can penetrate, fists that can suppress the world, fire that can burn everything, and thunder that can be unrivaled in dominance...

Many strange phenomena rose and fell beside Ning Qi, and no one could see such a magnificent scene.

The artistic conception of Ten Thousand Dao is a scene that the world cannot imagine.

Ning Qi's body trembled slightly.

This was not the limit of his understanding, but it was close to the limit of his divine will.

"But... that's enough!"

His eyes were extremely bright. At this moment, the traction on that strand of spiritual energy had reached its limit and was constantly trembling, as if it would collapse in the next moment. Ning Qi could feel that some horrible substance was about to be released, and the location of the fatal poison had been located.

"Give it to me, Rong!"

He shouted in his heart.

The next moment.

One artistic conception after another turned into a torrent and poured into the three flowers.

Buzz!

Every time a mood is integrated into it, the three flowers tremble a little bit, and some kind of magical change occurs.

As the last artistic conception is integrated.

The three flowers are fully blooming.

Ning Qi only felt that his spirit had reached an extremely strange state. He vaguely felt an extremely magical power surging from the sky and from every inch of space around him.

Among the three flowers, an invisible fire appeared and burned quietly.

Ning Qi made a prompt decision.

The ray of spiritual energy that had been waiting for a long time and was constantly trembling was put into it.

boom!

The invisible fire suddenly surged and devoured the spiritual energy. In Ning Qi's perception, the life-threatening poison that was like a maggot on the tarsal bone was completely turned into nothingness under the burning of the flames, and the spiritual energy bloomed with an incomparable aura of spirituality.

Ning Qi was filled with joy. With a thought, the purified spiritual energy immediately penetrated into his body, following various mysterious paths and trying to merge into one of the five internal organs and transform into spiritual power. There was none of the horrible anomalies that the Sword Demon had experienced before.

So far.

It's already been accomplished.

Ning Qi's lips curved into a smile, with an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Ning Qi accomplished what the ancient saints could not do.

"Use the Ten Thousand Dao Realm to fuse the Three Flowers to form the Nirvana Fire, and connect with the power of a higher dimension to remove the life poison. This is... the Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana Method."

"With this Wandao Nirvana Method, the spiritual energy I absorb in the future can completely remove the life poison. I don't need to endure the pain of life poison like other people. It's a pity that I am the only one who knows this method."

The artistic conception of ten thousand ways is beyond human reach. Only Ning Qi, whose comprehension is beyond heaven and who can use one method to infer all methods, can achieve it.

"However, you cannot be promoted to Martial Saint yet."

It's very simple.

Because the inspiration is not strong enough.

Ning Qi's many experiments were just to intercept the spiritual energy in the Martial Saint's secret treasure for fusion. There was no problem using these amounts for experiments, but it was impossible to use them to promote to the Martial Saint. What's more, he had ambitions to use the impact of the revival of spiritual energy to break through several realms. Fusing some spiritual power in advance now would not only be of no help, but might become a burden later.

Ning Qi thought.

The spiritual energy that was about to merge into the body was immediately expelled.

Under Ning Qi's gaze, life-threatening poison once again surged into the world, and the spiritual energy that had been purified was polluted again.

"As expected, if the source is not resolved, the spiritual energy will continue to be polluted. Now my Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana Method can only be used to purify my own spiritual energy."

"But don't be impatient. You have to eat one bite at a time. Later, you can deduce a universal method to remove the life poison, and then finally eliminate the source of the life poison in one fell swoop."

Ning Qi's breathing gradually stabilized. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

"Breaking through to the Martial Saint level is already a piece of cake for me. Combining and understanding the Martial Saint level of the Universal Sutra is also a piece of cake. The most important thing now is to accumulate the foundation and strive to break through several levels in one fell swoop when the spiritual energy is revived."

"To fully utilize the Yuwang Pearl and the Great Sun Compass, I need to make these two Martial Saint Secret Treasures become my foundation. In addition, I need to see if there are other ways to strengthen my foundation."

"Also, I will simplify the Wandao Nirvana Method a bit, so that Master and the others can learn it. The effect will at least be better than the secret technique that Senior Black Turtle gave me."

"In addition, there are Tiansheng and Xiaoshi. They may awaken when their spiritual energy is revived, so they need to be protected by secret methods."

After figuring out what to do next, Ning Qi felt much better.

As for now.

He had one more thing to do.

That is to share the fruits of victory with the Sword Demon.

The Sword Demon paid a lot and suffered from the poison many times. The physical pain was already extremely severe, and his lifespan was shortened a lot. Most importantly, he was still unable to learn the final Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana Method.

Although Dao Mo himself didn't mind, Ning Qi felt a little guilty.

That night.

Ning Qi and Dao Mo drank three hundred cups facing the moon.

The Sword Demon marveled at Ning Qi's amazing wisdom, and was also glad that his suffering was not in vain.

…

Time passes slowly.

The ancient saints of the world gradually returned, and each of them occupied a piece of territory.

Although one ancient saint is few in number, a little bit adds up to a lot, and 20% to 30% of the territory within the Great Yan territory has been carved out. This is a huge shock to the Great Yan Dynasty, but without the Great Yan Martial Saint's orders, the people below can only adapt to the current changes.

after all.

Even the Great Flame Martial Saint cannot ignore all the Martial Saints.

For him.

It's a good thing that we can keep most of the territory.

However, even so, many martial arts sects have turned to the ancient saints. As long as they are not fools, they realize that something big is going to happen next. If they rely on the Great Yan Dynasty, they may not get anything, but if they surrender to the ancient saints, they may be able to get first-hand information and benefit from it.

The world is changing rapidly and undercurrents are surging.

In just over half a year, many forces such as the Demon Sect that used to lead the trend have disappeared. Countless people are sighing in their hearts that the changes are too fast.

And in an area that is ignored by many people.

The outskirts of the Shiwanda Mountains.

A place filled with miasma.

One after another, unique stilt houses stand tall, dotted with drum towers and altars, with decorative items such as ox horns and animal skins hung in front of the buildings.

This is the real core area of ​​the Southern Xinjiang Alliance. Outsiders have no way of knowing it. If there is no corresponding solution to those terrible miasma, even the strong people in the Heavenly Realm will be afraid of it. This is also the capital that Southern Xinjiang relies on for survival. In the past, this place was occupied by the largest tribe, and after the formation of the alliance, it was contributed to become the ancestral land of Southern Xinjiang.

But recently.

The atmosphere in this ancestral land of southern Xinjiang is somewhat stagnant.

Just because.

After disappearing for a while, Southern Xinjiang Saint Lan Yiyi suddenly had some big trouble!

When they were about to sacrifice her to the Gu God, they discovered that Lan Yiyi had lost half her lifespan.

Ancestral altar.

Figures with powerful auras gathered nearby, all looking with hatred at the figure tied to the dragon-trapping frame in the center of the altar.

The elder of the Hong clan, Hong Yan, roared:

"Lan Yiyi, you slut! Tell me where the other half of your life is. If you delay the Gu God's important task, you will be the eternal sinner of our Southern Border!"

Lan Yiyi, who was on the Dragon Trapping Rack, opened her eyes and glanced at him with some disdain:

"Kill me if you can."

Hong Yan was furious.

The alliance has tried every possible means these days, but Lan Yiyi refused to say anything until today, when she brought it to the altar.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

“If you dared, you wouldn’t have kept me here for these few months. I guess, if you kill me, your great Gu God won’t be able to completely fuse the Blood Emperor Gu.” Lan Yiyi said lightly, but it made everyone breathe more rapidly.

She grasped everyone's weak spot.

The reason why he went to Zhenwu Mountain to save Qin Yun was, firstly, because of the inexplicable feelings in his heart, and secondly, to protect himself.

If it weren't for the use of the life-sharing Gu, which gave away half of his lifespan.

I'm afraid she's dead now.

But she knew that even so, it was just a delaying tactic.

Hong Yan took a deep breath and suddenly sneered:

"Very good, you are not afraid of death, so how about this?"

He clapped his hands.

One by one, ugly people emitting an extremely foul odor walked in line. Some of these people had dull eyes, some were drooling, some had deformed limbs, and they were all naked. But at this moment, they all stared at Lan Yiyi, their eyes turned red, and they began to breathe heavily.

"Guess, will they be able to serve you, the high and mighty Saint, well?" Hong Yan spoke word by word, gritting his teeth, because his son was killed by Lan Yiyi in a dispute some time ago.

Lan Yiyi felt a chill in her heart, but her expression remained unchanged:

"To blaspheme me is to blaspheme your Gu God."

Hongyan grinned:

"Lord Gu God has spoken. He only wants your life essence. He doesn't care whether your body is in tatters or not."

Lan Yiyi's eyes flickered, and then she slowly closed her eyes, not wanting to say more.

"I'll give you another ten seconds. These 'good guys' can't wait any longer!" Hong Yan shouted coldly, and the surrounding area was filled with the sound of heavy breathing.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

…

Every sound was accompanied by a heavy drum, as if striking at Lan Yiyi's heart.

Everyone around felt a little bit reluctant.

Originally, Lan Yiyi was highly respected in the alliance, and many people could not bear to see her end up like this, with her dignity destroyed. But there was nothing they could do. After the Gu God merged with the Blood Emperor Gu and revived it, he would find that Lan Yiyi's life essence was incomplete, and the consequences would be even more serious.

They don't have much time left, so they can only resort to coercive measures.

"Saint, tell me, offering sacrifice to the Lord Gu God is not a bad thing. Many people want such an opportunity but cannot get it."

Someone persuaded softly.

But Lan Yiyi said nothing.

"Four!"

"three!"

Hong Yan's right hand was already raised high, ready to swing down.

The panting sounds coming from all around were like those of wolves and mad dogs. It was unbelievable what would happen to Lan Yiyi if she let these people go.

"two!"

Hong Yan grinned grimly.

Then a loud bang was heard exploding in the ancestral land.

"boom!"

"Kill! For the Saint Lady!"

As the shouts of killing continued, everyone looked in shock and saw powerful figures coming from all directions. Hong Yan looked at Lan Yiyi in shock, only to see Lan Yiyi slowly opening her eyes:

"Do you really think that I have been eating for free all these years?"

The aura on her body suddenly burst out.

The dragon-trapping frame was broken.

The gift from the Gu God once gave her strength far beyond her peers, but now, this strength has become a shackle that holds her back from escaping.

Hong Yan was about to take action.

Fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth were also coming from the left and right sides, forcing him to dodge quickly. The elders who were judging Lan Yiyi also had a traitor among them!

Hongyan was furious:

"Kill! Kill these traitors!"

The war is about to break out, and the entire southern Xinjiang ancestral land has become a battlefield.

The power of heaven and earth continued to explode, and the drum towers were reduced to dust.

Lan Yiyi broke out with the help of some trusted aides. She looked around and felt extremely anxious.

She chose to launch the attack today because she was sure that the Gu God had fallen into a deep sleep, and this was her only chance.

Although she had made many arrangements and had worked hard over the years and had a force of her own, the advantage she had now was more because she caught the enemy off guard. By the time the elders reacted, they would definitely not be their opponents.

"We must escape immediately!"

Lan Yiyi had no intention of fighting any longer. Under the protection of her many confidants and the Lan clan, she fled quickly out of her ancestral land.

In the past, she couldn't escape because there was a mark in her body, and she could not hide anywhere. But now the mark has been removed. She only needs to escape today's disaster, and from now on she will be free to fly as high as the sky.

(End of this chapter)