Chapter 242 I just want to kill you!

At night, Jing Xu held a banquet in his cave.

He invited not only Ning Daoran and Lin Man, but also the cultivators in several nearby caves, most of whom were in the middle and late stages of foundation building. There was the Wang couple in the cave next to the flower shop, the Tianshan old man in the cave on the corner, and the gambling-addicted Mo Ni Sanren. Basically, they were all cultivators you could see every day on this street.

Ning Daoran and Lin Man didn't want to attend at first, but the Wang couple and the Tianshan old man persuaded them again and again, saying things like "distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors". In the end, they had no choice but to come even though they didn't want to.

"Everyone, I, Jing Xu, am a rough man."

Jing Xu raised his glass and said, "I hope you will understand my words if they are not good enough."

The Wang couple nodded repeatedly: "Senior Jing, you are so polite!"

The old man from Tianshan also raised his glass. Although he looked old and was already over 180 years old, he still considered himself a junior. There was no other way. In front of a Jindan master like Jing Xu, he was just a junior.

Everyone started talking about the Jin brothers who had lived here before, and they all started sighing.

Mrs. Wang, in particular, almost shed tears, saying that the three brothers were quite good people, especially the youngest one, Jintian, who was such a well-behaved boy, but he unexpectedly died in the eclipse rain.

"Fellow Daoist Ning."

Jing Xu narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Daoran, smiling, "I heard that the last time he went out to sea, Jinshan luckily escaped from the storm and returned to Bailong Immortal City on your boat."

"Exactly."

Ning Daoran nodded: "Jinshan people are not bad, simple and kind, kind-hearted. It's a pity that he died in his own cave because of breaking through the level."

As he said this, he sniffed the spirit wine and said with a smile: "The bloody smell of Jinshan in this cave has not completely dissipated yet..."

Lin Man was slightly stunned, not knowing what Ning Daoran meant by that meaningful statement.

"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven."

Jing Xu said: "Isn't it the same for all of us cultivators? Who can dare to say that they can definitely reach that step, can really cultivate to the state of transformation, and leave this human world suppressed by the heavenly way?"

"Exactly."

The old man from Tianshan said: "Before the rolling heavenly way, we are indeed like ants."

Ning Daoran smiled and said nothing.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was a little tipsy.

Mrs. Wang leaned in her husband's arms, her pretty face flushed, and she muttered to herself, "Even the foundation-building exercise has its troubles."

Lin Man didn't drink much, and her pretty face was full of solemnity. It was unclear whether she was thinking about refining talismans or something else. Her mind was not focused on this at all.

The old man from Tianshan leaned back in his chair, already drunk, and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Ni San Ren had a sinister look in his eyes, and he swept his eyes expressionlessly over the bodies of several Jindan cultivators, as if he wanted to take action but did not dare to.

He is a gambler, and he had lost all his money in the cave a long time ago. It will probably not be long before he has to play the role of a robber.

"Fellow Daoist Ning."

Jing Xu held his forehead with one hand, pretending to be drunk, and moved his lips slightly, and sent a voice message to Ning Daoran: "Ning Daoran is very thoughtful, could it be that he has already seen some of Jing's mistakes?"

"how?"

Ning Daoran also sent a voice message: "Fellow Daoist Jing, are you planning to confess yourself?"

"Haha, what do you mean by confessing without being asked?"

Jing Xu smiled and said, "This is the White Dragon Immortal City. Fighting is prohibited in the city. Violators will be severely punished. Even if Jing admits it, what can it do? Even if you know that I sneaked into the cave to kill people, what can you do? Could it be that you are planning to help Jinshan get revenge?"

"That's not the case."

Ning Daoran said, "Ning and Jinshan don't have that kind of friendship. Besides, in Ning's eyes, Jinshan's character is extremely flawed. Even if we have a friendship, I may not necessarily avenge him."

"snort……"

Jing Xu sneered and said, "Cats have their own ways, and mice have their own ways. My own path is completely different from that of Fellow Daoist Ning. I hope you and I can each walk our own half of the path and not cause trouble for each other."

"You are absolutely right, Daoyou."

"Fellow Daoist, one who knows the current situation is a hero, haha~~"

…

Late at night, everyone left one by one.

Ning Daoran and Lin Man walked side by side.

After seeing Lin Man step into the cave, Ning Daoran burped and stepped into the cave.

His little movement was undoubtedly caught by Lin Man.

For a moment, Lin Man, who had just stepped into the cave, raised her lips slightly, but in the next moment, she frowned again and shook her head and said, "It's a sin, Lin Man, ah Lin Man, Sister Chi is in a dilemma between life and death, how dare you have such worldly thoughts, you really don't know what's good for you!"

As she spoke, she straightened her sleeves, stepped into the depths of the cave, and said softly: "Lin Man has already pledged her life to the great Dao, why does she need a Taoist companion?"

Inside Lingpu Cave.

Ning Daoran shook his arms, instantly dispelling the smell of alcohol.

He frowned and fell into deep thought.

One hundred and forty-seven years ago, I came to this world of cultivating immortals, starting from Longxiang Village and later entering the Chaos Sect to practice. I took one step at a time, always seeking safety in everything, and only today have I achieved my current level of cultivation.

However, what is the meaning of cultivating immortals? Is it just to live? If you live with your head down every day, what is the difference between you and a turtle? Even if you cultivate to a higher level, what is the meaning? Therefore, the meaning of cultivating immortals is to be free from the shackles of heaven and earth and to be able to do whatever you want.

The reason why Jing Xu lived so happily was simply because he completely threw morality and etiquette behind his back.

Then can't Ning Daoran truly be himself?

At this moment, he figured it out! Sometimes, cultivating immortals means doing whatever you want, doing what you want to do, without setting so many rules and regulations for yourself.

At this moment, he only wanted to do one thing! Kill Jing Xu!

Jing Xu could sneak into the cave quietly to kill Jin Shan and then seize Jin Shan's cave, so why couldn't Ning Daoran do the same? ...

The next day.

Ning Daoran released a first-class paper man, which looked exactly like himself, and went straight to Qingxiefang. Not long after, this first-class paper man began to drink tea with the owner of Qingxiefang, Zhao Yuanlong, and chat about purchasing materials for the formation.

Afternoon.

Ning Daoran transformed himself and disguised himself as Jianjia Sanren.

He used the magic of Acalanatha, the art of invisibility, and the art of sound absorption to the point of returning to nature. He then burrowed into the ground and passed through the streets underground. He raised his head and used his spiritual sense to investigate. He saw the restriction under the cave where Jing Xu was. It was like the root system of an ancient tree, very complex.

"go!"

He gently patted the spirit beast bag, sending out thousands of fire-eating ants.

The fire-eating ants instantly turned into wisps of stars and began to gnaw at the restrictions of the cave silently.

Dozens of breaths later, a tiny gap in the restriction appeared, and Ning Daoran directly burrowed into it.

Inside the cave.

Jing Xu sat cross-legged in the pavilion with his eyes closed, unaware of anything.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes, cast a spell quickly, and used the water escape technique to dive into the water, constantly approaching the opponent. When he was a few meters away from Jing Xu, he attacked brazenly! "Buzz!"

The big blue dragon swept out with enormous force!

"you……"

Jing Xu never thought that someone could sneak into his cave silently. After all, the cave had been newly refined and reinforced. Even if a Jindan stage cultivator wanted to break through the restrictions, it would take at least half an hour, and it would inevitably cause fluctuations in the formation. How could he not notice it?

"Bang!"

A shot hit the waist, and a loud bang roared within the restricted area of ​​the cave.

But the outside world would definitely not be able to hear anything, as there are isolation restrictions inside the cave.

Jing Xu was a casual cultivator and a veteran of many battles. His ability in fighting was quite strong, but he had never felt such a tremendous spiritual pressure. In just a moment, he felt that the speed of the flow of magic power in his body had been reduced by at least half. Under the spiritual pressure, it was difficult for him to even move his body, let alone move quickly to avoid the fatal shot.

For a moment, the sound of the broken spine in the waist was extremely scary.

"Who are you!?"

Jing Xu hurriedly offered up his treasure, but it was too late.

A wisp of golden sword fell from the air, piercing through the inner armor and directly piercing his throat.

Jing Xu hurriedly covered his throat, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that his protective aura and armor couldn't even block a single blow, and he was hit in the vitals in an instant.

"Bang!"

Ning Daoran stepped down heavily, pinning Jing Xu firmly on the floor tiles, and his ribs suddenly cracked.

He opened and closed his mouth slightly, and transmitted his voice: "Even if you know that it was Ning who sneaked into the cave to kill people, what can you do?"

“It’s you!”

Jing Xu's eyes were filled with anger.

“Buzz!”

The Qinglong Spear, with its sharp edge, struck Jing Xu's head from mid-air. With one shot, his skull shattered and blood splattered everywhere.

"This time, it's for Bai Xiaotian and his wife!"

Jing Xu's face was covered in blood, and he grinned, "Revenge for a mortal?"

"no?"

Ning Daoran raised his hand and fired the second shot, hitting Jing Xu so hard that his nose was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and blood spurted out.

"This time, for Jinhai and Jintian!"

His third shot fell quickly.

"etc……"

Jing Xu was already confused: "What is the point of this?"

"This time?"

Ning Daoran smiled calmly: "I just don't like you and want to kill you. This is the reason."

"Bang!"

The gun went off, and Jing Xu's head was smashed into pieces like a watermelon! ...

"Fuck, this feels good... I'm finally able to think clearly..."

Ning Daoran took a deep breath of the bloody smell and felt extremely refreshed.

It turns out that immortal cultivators really don't have to hold back on everything. They can just take action when necessary. It feels so good! Quickly search the soul.

This search was not a big deal, it actually filled in a lot of blind spots in knowledge! As a Jindan casual cultivator, Jing Xu's memory was even more filthy than Ye Lao Mo's. Things like betraying the teacher and destroying the ancestors were child's play. Jing Xu even killed his master because of his master's punishment. After that, he raised his master's daughter by his side and recruited a husband for her, but he still used her as a furnace.

After the master's daughter died of old age, he used the same method to prepare her daughter and granddaughter into cauldrons, and he never hesitated to do it in front of their husbands, as if such a twisted thing would make him extremely satisfied.

Ning Daoran searched his soul and felt that his brain was polluted.

However, Jing Xu did provide some useful information.

The gray-clothed old man who sneaked into Lin Man's cave was actually Jing Xu's senior brother, named Han Chan. In addition, Han Chan was a retainer of Long Zhuojun, the lord of Bailong Immortal City. Everything seemed to become clear.

The truth is revealed, it turns out that the Lord of Bailong Fairy City, Long Zhuojun, is the real big-tailed wolf!

(End of this chapter)