Chapter 740: "Innocent" Boy

The formation that Lady Pan Si wants to set up is called the Peiyuan Garden of Combining Hardness and Softness.

This magic circle was carefully selected by Ning Zhuo after considering Pan Si Niangzi's abilities.

The main materials are: Golden Silkworm Steel Cable and Dark Moon Water Essence.

The former is a metal rope that is melted from ten thousand years of cold iron and red sun gold essence, and then hammered and tempered on the mechanism base.

The latter is a very soft and strange object produced from the depths of the Nine Nether Sea Eye. It has a strange shape and is a ball of slowly flowing dark blue gel.

Lady Pan Si adjusted her state in advance and began to activate her innate demonic fire to wrap around a ball of golden silkworm steel cables.

The golden silk steel cable was not easy to forge. Lady Pan Si worked hard to burn it for half an hour before the surface of the cable began to melt slightly.

However, after the qualitative change occurred, the subsequent burning became easier, and more and more parts of the steel cable melted at a faster and faster speed.

When the steel cable melted to the point where it could barely maintain its shape, Lady Pansi immediately began to stretch it precisely and reshape it.

For a moment, her ten fingers flew like phantoms, stretching and shaping the cable while carving compact patterns on it.

The golden silkworm steel cable contained abundant yang metal energy and was as sharp as a needle. Every time Pan Si Niang carved the array pattern, it would inevitably spray out, pierce her fingertips, penetrate under the skin of her arms, and damage her meridians.

Lady Pan Si's face gradually turned pale, and her ten fingers and arms were pierced by the Yang Metal Energy, and blood continued to seep out.

She gritted her teeth and persevered, forging a bunch of golden silk steel cables.

When the pressure finally eased, she stood up straight, growled, and tried her best to infuse her magic power, embedding all the golden silk cables into the wall of the mechanical cabin.

Plop.

She half-knelt on the ground, her face turned pale instantly, sweat poured down, and she gasped weakly.

After swallowing the pill, sitting cross-legged and regulating her breathing, Lady Pan Si recovered her condition.

Lady Pansi carefully took out a ball of Dark Moon Water Essence. This substance was extremely cold and could not be shaped using conventional methods.

Lady Pansi first spit out her own spider silk and hastily set up a temporary small formation. Then she sat cross-legged in the formation, holding the Dark Moon Water Spirit in her hands and directing her spiritual consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness penetrates into the interior of the Dark Moon Water Essence, forcibly guiding its flow, and constructing it step by step from the inside out to obtain a new form that meets the requirements.

The extremely cold and yin energy of the Dark Moon Water Spirit corroded along with her divine consciousness, causing Lady Pan Si's sea of ​​consciousness to feel as if it had fallen into an icy prison, causing her soul and body to feel a slight sting.

Under her forced guidance, the Dark Moon Water Spirit wove out one Shaoyin Yunling Talisman after another.

When Lady Pan Si finished processing the Dark Moon Water Spirit, only half a cup of tea had passed.

But Lady Pan Si was extremely exhausted. Her eyes were tightly closed, and drops of blood oozed from her brows. She collapsed to the ground, her entire body soaked with sweat. Waves of intense dizziness kept coming, putting her on the verge of coma.

Dealing with the two main materials is the first step in setting up the formation.

Next, she would place several clusters of Dark Moon Water Essence in the cabin to form a hard and soft formation base.

She wanted to carve the Two-Polarity Soul Transformation Talisman in the Yin-Yang two-colored stone, which was the most critical hub rune.

She wanted to lay the dry wood into pipes to draw in the Yang fire, and to make the Yin frost stone into thin tubes to draw in the Yin energy.

The biggest difficulty is activating the formation for the first time. Pan Si Niang is required to act as the human-shaped formation base, practice the Yin-Yang Guidance Technique, use her own meridians as a bridge, and forcibly guide the violent Yin and Yang energies to initially merge!

Pan Si's breathing gradually adjusted. She weakly sat up again and began to rest every second.

According to Ning Zhuo's order, she needs to do her best to build this hard and soft Peiyuan Garden as soon as possible.

There's nothing I can do about it, since she has become Ning Zhuo's slave.

Bound by a powerful contract, Lady Pan Si could only do as she was told.

However, compared to before, Lady Pan Si now felt a lot more awe in her heart.

She saw more of Ning Zhuo's true identity: "Where I am now should be the magical device - the Wanli Wandering Dragon!"

"This thing can grow or shrink, rise or fall, roar or hide... It can traverse the void as if it were walking on flat ground. It's at least a Nascent Soul-level treasure!"

Lady Pan Si remembered very clearly that Ban Ji had once casually mentioned that he envied and yearned for the Wanli Youlong.

"Ning Zhuo actually has such a magical weapon!"

"If Ban Ji knew about this, he would definitely become even more greedy and would be even more determined to attack Ning Zhuo."

Lady Pan Si had worked with Ban Ji many times and was very familiar with his character. He would always go all out when it came to obtaining a superior mechanical artifact, using any means necessary to obtain it.

"But how can I reveal this secret?"

The reason why Lady Pan Si obeyed Ning Zhuo was, firstly, the slave contract, and secondly, Ning Zhuo's soul-searching ability was too strong, which frightened her and forced her to bow her head.

But she doesn't want to live like this for the rest of her life.

She quickly thought of inciting Ban Ji to deal with Ning Zhuo, creating chaos, and thus giving her a chance to regain her freedom.

"Be careful, be careful!"

"I've already failed once, I can't be careless again!"

"Ning Zhuo's personal strength is indeed impressive, but he is only a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage after all. How could he possibly possess and control such a valuable treasure? This is definitely not his inherent strength!"

"The family behind him is incredibly powerful, even going so far as to entrust a mechanical dragon to a young member of their family."

There was a gleam of brilliance in Lady Pansi's eyes.

"Since he can even bestow upon him a Nascent Soul-level magical weapon, then Ning Zhuo must have someone protecting him."

"Based on the rank of the Mechanical Wandering Dragon, this guardian must be at least a Jindan-level expert, and may even possess the ability to rival a Yuanying in a short period of time."

It is quite rare to have a true Nascent Soul level cultivator protecting you.

In the world of cultivation, great power is often concentrated in one individual.

Once a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul stage, they will be supervised. Even independent cultivators, with their freedom of movement, will always be watched and monitored by the people and forces around them.

For the righteous forces, if Nascent Soul cultivators want to enter or leave the country, they must communicate in advance and obtain permission or invitation before they can act. Otherwise, it will be regarded as spying, provocation, or even attack.

This is a social consensus that has been formed over a long period of time.

In Pan Si Niang's opinion, an outstanding descendant like Ning Zhuo, who is the hope of the family, must have a trump card to protect himself.

Within the scope of this trump card, a Yuanying-level mechanical dragon is normal, but a Yuanying-level cultivator is abnormal.

Unless Ning Zhuo reported to the Wanxiang Sect in advance.

However, once the report is made, the Wanxiang Sect will inevitably hold a banquet and invite people out of respect (vigilance) for the Nascent Soul cultivators.

At least Ban Ji and Pan Si Niangzi did not detect any such actions or traces.

Lady Pan Si did not dare to act rashly.

"This powerful person who is guarding Ning Zhuo is probably hiding in this Wanli Youlong. Who knows, he might be meditating and watching next to me."

Thinking of this, Lady Pan Si felt a chill down her spine.

When she was setting up the formation, she did not dare to slack off at all and tried her best. On the one hand, this was due to the control of Ning Zhuo, and on the other hand, it was also a "deliberate performance" under the watchful eyes of the "master in the dark".

"I need to be extra careful!"

"I must also do my best to actively perform, strive to paralyze Ning Zhuo and the master in the dark, and then patiently wait for the right opportunity..."

She didn't know that there was always an invisible thread hanging above her head.

One end of the hanging thread is connected to her, and the other end goes straight up and disappears halfway, but is actually connected to Ning Zhuo.

Supernatural power—life hangs by a thread!

Ning Zhuo was cautious by nature, so this time he had made proper arrangements before placing Lady Pan Si into the mechanical dragon.

The magical power he possessed, the Life-Hanging Skill, was the most reliable defense. This magical power allowed Ning Zhuo to check on Lady Pansi's condition at any time.

By the degree of the hanging of a life, Ning Zhuo can "see" the loyalty of the person hanging by a thread.

Obviously, Lady Pan Si is not tall.

"But she performed very well." Ning Zhuo was on the stone platform, checking on Pan Si Niang from time to time, and was a little surprised to find that the latter was diligent and giving her all.

Ning Zhuo's mind turned and he quickly understood.

"It seems that she chose to endure it."

"This is a smart man."

Ning Zhuo is very familiar with the concept of forbearance and has a lot to say about it. He started forbearance when he was two years old.

In the battle for the Lava Fairy Palace on Huoshi Mountain, Ning Zhuo became the biggest beneficiary. This was the result of his forbearance for more than ten years, which was truly remarkable.

At the entrance of Zhuxie Hall, on the stone platform inside the formation.

The old monk nodded slightly, his eyes revealing his admiration for Ning Zhuo. He stroked his beard and said, "Second question: The sins of the world are intertwined and complex. It is easy to cut off the branches, but difficult to cut off the roots."

"Some even harbor filth and corruption, using the absence of legal prohibitions as a shield and 'willing to fight and be beaten' as a weapon, engaging in illegal trade that fosters evil and disrupts social order."

"This activity is insidious and filthy, undermining the foundation of human morality, yet it is deeply rooted and involves a wide range of people. If we encounter such a situation, how should we deal with it?"

Ning Zhuo's heart moved, and he immediately felt that the second question was more complex and restrained than the first. It was not only to reaffirm the monk's attitude towards sin, but also to test his methods.

"But I can't show too much 'skills', which doesn't match the 'young genius' I show outside."

"I should focus more on showing my attitude, that would be the right answer."

Ning Zhuo's political attainments far surpassed his age and appearance, and he was extremely mature. In Huoshi Xiancheng, even Zhu Xuanji was deceived by him for a time, so deceiving these people at this time was naturally a piece of cake.

Ning Zhuo pondered for a few breaths, then his lips drooped slightly, a cold arc forming: "'No law prohibits'? Evil thoughts are filthy land! Where filthy land grows, it needs thunder and lightning to plow the earth!"

"'Willing to fight and willing to be beaten'? This is nothing more than poisonous bait used by wolves to lure foolish sheep into their trap! All such acts are demonic obstacles, and all are subject to destruction!"

"No matter how deep its roots are, or how far its influence spreads, once it is discovered, its roots must be cut off, its nest burned, and its veins severed!"

"Even if there are thousands of ties, we must sever them with our swords! This kind of cancer, if left unchecked for even a day, will harm one more person. If we don't sever it, we will suffer the consequences!"

No buying and selling, no killing.

When the high-ranking monks of Zhuxie Hall heard Ning Zhuo's answer, many of them raised their eyebrows, feeling the young man's sharpness and determination.

The old monk stroked his beard again, assessing in his mind, "Although his skills are lacking and his understanding is only superficial, is this exactly what a young man should be like?"

"No sin will be tolerated, good boy."

"If everyone in this world thought this way, how could there be so many evil businesses lurking in the dark?"

"Even if most people think this way, the world will be filled with light and righteousness will flourish!"

“What a pity.”

"The world is full of worldly wisdom, but lacks the youthful spirit and innocence!"

For a time, the old monks and others became more and more fond of Ning Zhuo, who appeared "innocent".

at the same time.

The main gate of the Wanxiang Sect is Qianzao Peak.

Yu Heye led Sun Lingtong and said, "This is Qianzao Peak."

Sun Lingtong overlooked the mountain.

Different from most fairy mountains that are shrouded in clouds and mist and covered with rugged rocks, Qianzao Peak is relatively solid with a gentle slope. There are countless caves densely packed on the mountain, layer upon layer.

The entrances to these caves varied in size and were crude and crude, lacking the tranquility and elegance of immortal dwellings. Instead, they resembled mortal cave dwellings. Dried spirit animal meat, dried spirit grains, and repaired magical instruments and farm tools often hung at the entrances, giving the caves a distinctly earthy atmosphere.

Yu Heye sighed, "This is one of the largest gathering places for independent cultivators in the sect. I once lived here for a while."

"We came at the wrong time. Every mealtime, the mountain's protective formation activates, and thousands of stoves light up across the mountain. Countless plumes of spiritual food smoke rise from the air, and in just a short while, tens of thousands of servings of spiritual food can be prepared."

"These spiritual foods are extremely important to the low-level independent cultivators. Three meals of spiritual food a day can provide them with the cheapest and most stable supplies, helping them replenish their vitality and improve their cultivation. It is much more cost-effective than using spiritual stones themselves."

Sun Lingtong nodded slightly as he recalled the information, and secretly transmitted his spiritual consciousness: "I know that the mountain protection formation of Qianzao Peak was set up by Gan Douding, the head of the Lingchu Hall, in collaboration with many cultivators from Chongzhen Peak."

"Its main power is to produce spiritual food on a regular basis and on a large scale."

Yu Heye: "That's it... come this way."

He led Sun Lingtong to a market.

On Qianzao Peak, spontaneous markets have formed in several flat valleys or in front of larger caves. The items sold are mostly low-level elixirs, talismans, spiritual plant seeds, second-hand magic tools, cooking tips, and even some mundane utensils.

Two people walked through it.

The sounds of shouting, bargaining, and sharing of cultivation experiences are endless, interspersed with the clashing of pots and pans and the low roars of spirit beasts. It is noisy but full of vitality.

This is a huge "shantytown" built on a fairy mountain.

Yu Heye was in front, and Sun Lingtong was behind. The two of them walked silently along the way. They passed through several increasingly deserted narrow alleys and arrived in front of a dilapidated house.

Yu Heye pushed open a rotten little wooden door as if he was familiar with the place and entered the yard.

The yard was deserted and uninhabited.

Yu Heye did not enter the inner room, but jumped directly into the only dry well in the yard.

(End of this chapter)