Chapter 234 A Little White Flower

Lin Man was furious! She thought to herself, let's just refine it. After all, if she refines it, she will make 500 spirit stones, so it's not a loss at all. Even if she fails, it doesn't matter. She can just use the materials provided by Ning Daoran to hone her own talisman cultivation!

So, she let go of her short hair, stopped loving anyone, and started concentrating on refining talismans.

"Old Deer, where's your bench?"

Ning Daoran gave a reminder.

The big stupid deer immediately rolled up its tongue and took out a bench from its stomach. The man and the deer quickly sat down, crossed their legs and began to observe Lin Man refining talismans from a close distance.

Unfortunately, Ning Daoran knew nothing about the Way of Talismans, and his talent for the Way of Talismans was comparable to his talent for cultivation, while Lin Man refined a third-level mid-grade talisman...

This is just like an elementary school student observing the development of aerospace rockets. There is no possibility of stealing the skills.

…

Not long after, the first third-level intermediate-grade Divine Frost Talisman was refined.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, please check."

Lin Man turned around and presented the talisman.

Ning Daoran released his Golden Elixir consciousness to examine it carefully. The spiritual energy contained in this talisman was extremely rich, and the texture of the talisman was extremely round, without the slightest flaw. It could be said to be a perfect third-level mid-grade talisman.

He knew that Lin Man, the genius in the art of talismans, might not just be a third-rank lower-grade talisman master, but might have already been promoted to a third-rank middle-grade one, but she just hadn't announced it to the public.

Just like himself, he has never announced to the public that he is a third-level mid-grade formation master.

If it were announced, I would probably be treated as an honored guest by the White Dragon Immortal City and would be recruited to set up a city defense formation.

Thus, one after another, the Divine Frost Talisman and the Forbidden Breaking Talisman were produced. Lin Man's refining failure rate was extremely low, and she would fail only once in every five pieces she refined. This success rate was already a genuine third-level mid-grade talisman master! Not long after, Lin Man was sweating profusely.

Ning Daoran stretched out his hand and took out an iron pot and various ingredients, saying, "Master Lin Fu, you should take a good rest. Old Deer and I will cook a few dishes for you. It won't be too late for us to continue refining after we finish eating."

"???"

Lin Man had a face full of question marks, but for the sake of the spirit stones, she decided to endure it.

Moreover, it is rare for someone to provide so many third-grade mid-quality materials, allowing me to hone my third-grade mid-quality talisman skills to a higher level in one go. Such an opportunity is extremely rare.

"Okay."

Lin Man decided to take a short break, so she stopped refining and swallowed a pill to restore her magic power.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

She looked at Ning Daoran, a little bit incredulous. Could it be that this Jindan master really knew how to cook?

Soon after, Lin Man's horizons were broadened.

This guy not only knows how to cook, but also has superb skills in flipping the wok. He can even catch the ingredients flying several meters in the air! Not long after, Lin Man tasted Ning Daoran's cooking skills and was immediately shocked.

This spicy diced chicken, this braised golden carp, this fish-flavored eggplant, this wild boar meat stewed with bean sticks...

Lin Man was sure that even the best chef in the Baixiang Restaurant, the best restaurant in the Immortal City, might not have the cooking skills of Ning Daoran. This Jindan master really knew how to cook! ...

After finishing the meal, Lin Man continued to refine talismans.

After a whole day.

Ning Daoran finally walked out of Lin Man's cave, with his hands behind his back, looking very proud and a satisfied smile on his face.

"It's over..."

In the cave opposite, the Jin brothers’ spiritual hearts were about to collapse.

"Fairy Lin..."

Seeing Ning Daoran's smug look, Jin Tian felt heartbroken: "Fairy Lin must have been like a little white flower that has been ravaged by wind and rain for a whole day and night. Senior Ning is too..."

"well."

Jin Shan sighed, "Stop talking. They are a talented couple and a beautiful woman. Why would we have the right to say anything?"

"Too."

Jin Hai said: "Looking at the entire White Dragon Fairy City, who else but Senior Ning can be worthy of such a beautiful Master Lin Fu?"

Opposite, inside the cave.

Lin Man was lying lazily in a flexible rattan chair.

She hugged her favorite pillow, her magic power was almost exhausted, and even her physical strength was almost exhausted, her hands were trembling slightly when she raised them.

“Woo…”

She leaned her head against the recliner, looking weak and helpless, like a little white flower that had been ravaged by a storm all night.

However, the extra 30,000 spirit stones in her storage bag made her smile with satisfaction.

Next, the cost of the next voyage was settled.

For a whole day and night, Lin Man worked tirelessly and refined a total of thirty third-level medium-grade talismans for Ning Daoran, including ten each of wind-avoiding talismans, ban-breaking talismans, and divine frost talismans.

These talismans are enough for Ning Daoran to consume for a long time. Of course, his bag of spirit stones is also seriously depleted, so he needs to think of ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure to make up for the loss.

…

Ning Daoran began to practice in seclusion.

Lin Man also decided to go into seclusion, and the two of them no longer had any contact with each other.

So, half a year later.

Ning Daoran decided to go out to sea again, and his target was still the third-stage late-stage Golden Dragon Carp King. If he could capture this Golden Dragon Carp King, he would be able to refine a large number of pills, enough for many years of consumption.

Outside the fairy city, port management office.

A huge fishing boat was lying across the sky, a full fifty feet in length. Its keel was made from the spine of a third-order dragon, and its entire body was covered with metal, making it extremely strong, and could be called a sharp weapon at sea.

Ning Daoran named it "Bailu" to distinguish it from the previous Dabailu.

Carrying a paint bucket, he drew two antler-shaped marks on the side of the White Deer. Then he got on board with Big Dumb Deer, Little Blackie and Little White, raised the anchor and slowly left the coast.

Soon after, hundreds of second-class paper figures were released, each taking on their own duties and serving as sailors of the White Deer.

"Set sail, and go out to sea!"

On the bow of the boat, Ning Daoran held up the Qinglong Spear and shouted happily.

Xiaobai also narrowed his eyes and was in a very good mood.

So, with full sails, the White Deer set off, transforming into a ship that rode the wind and waves and sailed into the sea.

Not long after.

A familiar-looking boat appeared on the sea.

"Um?"

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Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes. That small boat... seemed to be the boat of a fisherman, Bai Xiaotian, whom he had met when he first came to Bailong Immortal City. Although Bai Xiaotian was a mortal, his fishing skills were quite good.

However, Bai Xiaotian's boat did not dare to leave the shore too far. If it left the shore too far, it might encounter golden wind and jade dew, which a mortal fisherman like him could not deal with.

Therefore, this place is already the maximum distance for Bai Xiaotian to fish.

"Bai Xiaotian?"

Ning Daoran stood up and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

"Oh, it's you, Senior..."

Bai Xiaotian had a blank expression on his face, but after seeing Ning Daoran, he forced a smile and said, "Senior, I happen to have a golden dragon carp weighing more than 20 kilograms. Do you need it? If you want, 300 spirit stones will be enough."

"Can."

Ning Daoran nodded and handed the bag of three hundred spirit stones to Bai Xiaotian through the air. He then used the Changqing Jue and gently scooped the golden dragon spirit carp weighing more than twenty kilograms from the water from Bai Xiaotian's fish guard.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Ning Daoran's spiritual sense swept through and found that there were signs of retreat in Bai Xiaotian's cabin. There was someone in the cabin, and it was a Jindan cultivator! Sure enough, when Ning Daoran's spiritual sense swept through, he saw someone walking out of the cabin.

The man was wearing a green robe, had a beard, and wore his hair in a simple bun. There was a hint of arrogance on his face. He was indeed a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core.

After this person walked out of the cabin, he actually gently pulled at his crotch.

Just behind him, a woman with tears on her face and disheveled clothes flashed by.

That is Bai Xiaotian’s wife.

Ning Daoran felt a chill in his heart immediately.

He had heard earlier that there were indeed examples of mortals "using their wives and daughters to serve immortal cultivators". This was simply to make their wives pregnant with the immortal cultivator's children, because the immortal cultivator's children were more likely to have spiritual roots.

After a lifetime of mediocrity, some mortals want to reach great heights overnight, so they think of "borrowing seeds" from immortal cultivators. There are many mortals who do this in order to get ahead or to revitalize their families.

However, Bai Xiaotian should not be like this. A trace of hatred flashed across his eyes.

The woman also cried silently, with tears in her eyes.

Therefore, the early Jindan cultivator who walked out of the cabin should have been forced into it. It is very rare to see such a Jindan cultivator who is lustful and attacks mortal women.

"Is this fellow Taoist also from White Dragon Immortal City?"

The Jindan cultivator tugged at his trousers, with a defiant look on his face, and said with a smile: "My name is Jing Xu, a casual cultivator from Bailong Immortal City. What's your name, friend?"

"Ning Daoran is also a casual cultivator."

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Ning."

Jing Xu smiled and said, "Since you know this mortal, I have rested enough and will leave now."

As he spoke, Jing Xu soared into the air, turned into a streak of light and flew away into the distance.

Ning Daoran frowned but did not take any action. This place was very close to the White Dragon Immortal City. If he suddenly killed someone, it would easily lead to trouble. Although he would not lose his life, his peaceful life in the White Dragon Immortal City would most likely not continue.

He has not yet accumulated enough True Blood Pills and does not want to leave White Dragon Immortal City.

"Bai Xiaotian, are you okay?" Ning Daoran asked.

"Senior Ning, I'm fine..."

Bai Xiaotian lowered his eyes and said, "We mortals... our lives are worthless, isn't it always like this?"

Inside the cabin, his wife finally burst into tears.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be like this."

Ning Daoran said something incoherent, then said goodbye and steered the White Deer into the deep sea.

…

Half a month later, deep sea.

Ning Daoran went fishing with the new bait, and sure enough, he kept catching fish. There were no more other fish disturbing the nest, and the golden dragon carp that were caught were basically at least 20 kilograms.

In this way, there are more and more spiritual fish in the spiritual beast bag, and the harvest this time will definitely exceed the last time! However, I still haven't encountered the golden dragon spiritual carp king from last time.

I think it was because it was frightened last time, so this king fish hid. It will probably lie dormant for a while before appearing again. Moreover, the ocean is vast, and the probability of meeting the same king fish is indeed extremely low.

(End of this chapter)