Chapter 196: An Old Man in a Straw Hat and Raincoat on a Boat
The border battlefield was a mess.
A figure in green stood on a solitary dark yellow peak. It was Ning Daoran who had disguised himself as Jianjia Sanren.
According to the memory of Xiu Bunan, a woman from Sangyu country, he came to the edge of the battlefield where a fierce battle took place several months ago.
Several miles ahead, from the beach to the sea, everything was covered by some unknown black substance.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Ning Daoran felt a slight pain in his soul, and the figure of a first-class paper man disappeared several miles away. Although the paper man had 40% of the cultivation of the original body, wisps of black air spread along its body, as if it could devour his magic power, and soon submerged it.
This place is like a vacuum zone where spiritual energy cannot exist. No wonder it is called a dead place.
"wrong……"
Ning Daoran sensed it and found that all the dozens of B-grade paper figures he had released could no longer be sensed.
It seems that the result is the same as that of the first-class paper man. This so-called "black tide" prohibits spiritual energy and has extremely strong lethality. The paper man cannot pass through it at all.
He looked up at the sky and saw rolling black clouds. Between the clouds and the dark earth and sea, wisps of dark matter were constantly flowing like thin tornadoes.
The air is just as unsafe.
This is a tough one! Ning Daoran frowned and sat cross-legged on the lonely peak. He had no intention of personally entering the Black Tide to investigate.
He was just an early stage Jindan. Even if he had a profound foundation and had created five Five Elements Jindan, he should not take the risk personally when facing the uncertainty of the Black Tide.
So, he sat cross-legged and released his spiritual consciousness.
His spiritual sense was enough to cover an area of hundreds of miles, so it shouldn't be a problem to use his spiritual sense to investigate the black tide.
…
A wisp of spiritual consciousness flew out and spread towards the East China Sea.
Ning Daoran incorporated a mind into his spiritual consciousness, and for a moment what he saw before his eyes was as if he had experienced it personally. His spiritual consciousness flew all the way, passing over the areas where the black tide was surging.
When he tried to contact the dark matter with his spiritual sense, his heart trembled.
At that moment, he seemed to hear wailing, crying, and cursing. There were many emotions hidden in the black tide, but what chilled Ning Daoran the most was that at the moment when he used his spiritual sense to spy on the black tide...
In the dark, it seemed that a pair of dark eyes were looking at him.
Suddenly, Ning Daoran's heart trembled slightly, and he hurriedly controlled his spiritual consciousness to retreat and bypass the black tide. Then, a wisp of spiritual consciousness went towards the East China Sea.
The East China Sea was in a mess.
There were countless flying boats and a mess of broken treasures floating on the water. In addition, there were also countless corpses of monks from the two countries.
These corpses were wrapped in wisps of black air, which seemed to be absorbing the remaining material energy in the bodies of these monks. As the monks' corpses continued to shrivel, the black air around them became thicker and thicker.
At this time, there were bursts of thunder in the distance, and a rainstorm was about to wash over this devastated battlefield.
Everywhere in the world, there are so-called black tides, making it difficult for people to move.
But fortunately, these black tides seemed to be restrained in some way. They stayed in the battlefield area and showed no signs of spreading outward.
The black on the earth and the sea is clearly distinguished from ordinary colors.
…
"Boy, how dare you come here? Are you looking for death?"
Suddenly, a light voice sounded beside Ning Daoran's ears, but to Ning Daoran it was like a thunderclap. He didn't sense the breath of that person at all! With the keen sense of the Acala Divine Art and the keen observation of the Cang Tong Technique, he didn't even realize that there was another person here! "Who?"
Ning Daoran suddenly stood up from the solitary peak and used his spiritual sense to search the surroundings frantically.
Finally, he saw a lone boat on the black sea with the ebb and flow of the tide.
On that solitary boat, there seemed to be an old man, wearing a straw hat, a raincoat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing as still as a mountain in the drizzle.
What a great old man in a straw hat and raincoat in a boat!
Ning Daoran frowned.
"Retreat quickly to avoid making mistakes. This place is not a place for you Jindan cultivators to come."
In an instant, a ray of blood-red divine consciousness instantly crushed the divine consciousness released by Ning Daoran, and then headed towards the isolated peak.
"you……"
Ning Daoran was horrified. The other party's spirit was so strong! He had no way to avoid it, so he quickly sacrificed his strongest spirit and rushed towards the overwhelming red light in the sky.
“…”
After a silent collision between heaven and earth.
Ning Daoran's spiritual consciousness collided with the opponent's spiritual consciousness, and in just an instant, the spiritual consciousness was crushed, but the opponent's spiritual consciousness was also slightly delayed and the speed was slightly reduced.
“Swish!”
A third-grade inferior speed talisman was activated in Ning Daoran's hand, and it immediately turned into a golden escape light. The Riding the Wind Free and Easy Technique was running to its peak, and with a "bang" a thunderbolt formed in the air, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"snort!"
On a small boat, the old man raised his lips and said, "A mere golden elixir can actually withstand the attack of my divine consciousness. This young man's divine soul is really amazing. There will be successors in the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Cultivation World..."
He continued fishing and had no intention of chasing the boy.
…
A strong wind blew in the sky of Yunzhou! With the Riding the Wind Free and Easy Technique running at full power, Ning Daoran ignored the serious consumption of his mana and ran nearly 3,000 kilometers in one breath! "Shua!"
He cast a spell and leapt into the ground, quickly escaping underground for hundreds of miles, then escaping through wood for hundreds of miles along a meadow, and then hid in a vine. He released his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings for hundreds of miles, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after making sure that there was no trace of the old man.
So scary!
Ning Daoran's spiritual consciousness collided with the old man's spiritual consciousness and collapsed at the first touch.
The old man’s cultivation level... Ning Daoran didn’t even dare to imagine it.
If the other party wanted to kill me, he could probably do it directly without any effort.
As for the other party's identity, Ning Daoran had a rough guess.
There was no winner in the border war. The immortal cultivators of Xia and Sangyu suffered heavy losses. The sudden appearance of the black tide swallowed up a large number of elite cultivators of the two countries, causing great damage to the immortal cultivators of the Eastern Wilderness.
At this time, there are still people who dare to fish on the sea full of black tides...
This old man is obviously a powerful human being who is in charge of the East China Sea.
If not for this, it would have been swallowed up by the black tide long ago.
Ning Daoran's mood gradually calmed down. He knew that he was powerless in the face of this black tide. At least for now, he was not qualified to enter the black tide to find answers.
Return to Fanshu City and continue practicing.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Let’s put the matter of the black tide in the East China Sea aside for now. There will be powerful people in the Eastern Wasteland’s immortal cultivation world who will go and deal with this matter.
…
Fan Book City.
Ning Daoran returned safely. Dabenlu and Xiaobai were very happy. Xiaobai was so happy that he even danced for everyone.
It was said in Qingzhou's immortal cultivation circles that the Aries Demon Queen was cruel and tyrannical, but at this moment she was so good at singing and dancing.
Thus, Ning Daoran once again lived a very leisurely life of farming and raising fish.
Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran was 145 years old.
In the early morning, the Lingpu Cave was shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
Ning Daoran, dressed in a green shirt, walked out of the hut gracefully, taking advantage of the freshness of the morning, and decided to push the Changqing Jue one step further! So, he crossed his legs in front of the wooden house, and injected more than 200,000 refined time into the Changqing Jue. Suddenly, his mind fell, and he fell into a world of refined time.
[In the 64,300th year, you have invested a lot of time in the Changqing Jue, but you have never received any rewards. The power of the Changqing Jue has not changed at all.]
[The moment the old man made his move, he said: Life is like chess, make your move without regrets! ]
[The gambler on the opposite street was beaten to death and said: In this life, I will accept the defeat! ]
[When the young couple next door quarreled, they cursed each other: I was so blind that I fell in love with you! ]
[You listen quietly to all the sounds in the world, and you experience something in your heart]
[In the 126,000th year, your bottleneck of the Art of Evergreen finally loosened a little. You were so excited that you jumped up, walked out of the dry well and went to the next yard, wanting to have a drink with the old man playing chess]
[But you discovered that the old man’s great-great-grandson’s great-great-grandson’s great-great-grandson’s great-great-grandson…had all long been buried.]
[Suddenly, you are surrounded by loneliness, just like when you woke up in the evening after taking a nap in your previous life, you felt abandoned by the whole world]
[In the 182,400th year, after years of hard practice, you finally had an epiphany in your mind, and the mystery of the next level of the Changqing Jue suddenly became clear, and all the obstructions in your heart disappeared.]
[When you raise your hand lightly, the world has changed dramatically. You watch the birth and destruction of civilizations with cold eyes, and your heart is as calm as a well.]
[You at this moment are the Way of Heaven! ]
[Eternal Youth Technique. Earth Rank Top Grade (20th Floor)]
[The skill has reached its limit. You can deduce a more complete skill and obtain the next chapter by spending more time on it.]
[Time remaining for intensive cultivation: 54,633 years]
…
Ning Daoran woke up from his time of intensive cultivation, and immediately the essence of the Perfect Evergreen Art poured into his body like the backflow of seawater. In the blink of an eye, his body was lush and green, and the endless wood-attributed spiritual power gushed out from his water-attributed golden elixir like a water pump...
At this time, after the twenty levels of Changqing Jue increased his lifespan again, Ning Daoran looked at his lifespan again and found that it looked a bit outrageous...
The life span of a golden elixir is five hundred years, and the twenty levels of Changqing Jue have increased it by three times! Coupled with the extension of the first and second level longevity pills, Ning Daoran's life span has now reached a terrifying two thousand and eighty years!
This lifespan is even longer than the legs of the dancing female anchor on TikTok in the previous life...
Even a thousand-year-old turtle cannot survive like him...
He stood up and walked out of Lingpu Cave, his whole body overflowing with lush vitality and his youthfulness becoming more vigorous.
"Owner."
Outside the Lingpu Cave, in a small room, Xiaobai, who was helping Ning Daoran spread the quilt, bowed and said, "Congratulations, Master, on your further improvement in your skills!"
"Um."
The other party was a refined corpse, and Ning Daoran actually didn't bother to pay attention to her at all.
The reason why I care about her is because I have received nine years of compulsory education and have high quality! …
Walk out of the room and come to the backyard of the sword-making shop.
Then he saw a figure approaching. It was Sang Ping'an. He smiled slyly and said, "I didn't expect that you have such a beautiful woman by your side. I admire you so much!"
"Why, you like it?"
Ning Daoran smiled and said, "If you like, I can give you a good time..."
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(End of this chapter)