Chapter 290 What a sin!

"ah?"

The woman was stunned, but secretly happy in her heart. She had originally taken this whetstone out of the garbage dump, and it was useless to begin with. Since someone was willing to spend five copper coins to buy it, why would she be reluctant to give it up? So, she bit her red lips and said, "Okay, five is five!"

Ning Daoran took out five copper coins from his storage bag. He was so rich. Copper coins were really scarce for him.

As for the whetstone, throw it directly into the storage bag.

It is useless to scan this whetstone with spiritual sense, because there is a thick layer of mysterious rock material wrapped on the surface, which cannot be penetrated by spiritual sense. Therefore, even a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage cannot take advantage of it.

However, Ning Daoran's Cang Tong technique, which was at the level of returning to nature, allowed him to see at a glance that there was a piece of fiery red jade at the core of the whetstone, which could probably be used to refine a third-order lower-grade magic jade stone magic weapon.

Even if it is not refined into a magic weapon, it is okay to keep it as a bargaining chip and put it in the storage bag, just as a way to enrich your own foundation! Ning Daoran is too familiar with this feeling.

When he was young in his previous life, he played games with his classmates for three years. After the farewell dinner, when he cleared his account and quit the game, he was surprised one after another when he cleaned out the warehouse. There was a top-quality good and evil horse here, a cart of 60 rings there, and there was even an unused level 100 Divine Blessed Zhanlu in the warehouse at home, and so on. Every discovery of his past heritage brought him endless joy and satisfaction.

Looking at the happy woman, Ning Daoran felt a little bit reluctant.

"Girl, what's your name?"

"Chi Susu."

The other party said in a teasing tone, "Senior, are you...wanting to return the goods?"

"That won't happen."

Ning Daoran smiled and shook his head, then left with the big stupid deer.

…

After passing through the alleys full of stalls, the bustling main street of Jicheng is in front.

There are many restaurants, inns, gambling houses, etc. The prosperity on the main street forms a sharp contrast with the life of ordinary people in the alleys with broken walls and tiles.

Finally, Ning Daoran stayed in an inn called Tongfu Inn. A room on the second floor cost twenty copper coins a night, which was quite cheap.

Just the food is a bit expensive.

Ning Daoran and Lao Lu ordered two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes at noon, which cost a full penny. The food was not very good, too salty!

However, as an immortal, I am too lazy to care about it.

In the afternoon, Ning Daoran took the white deer back to Lingpu Cave and left the city. He disguised himself as Jianjia Sanren and headed for Longwu Mountain in the north of Jicheng.

Longwu Mountain is a well-known sect in Xuzhou. All the members of the sect are warriors, and they inherit the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, one of the three legendary martial arts.

The head of the sect, Nie Qinghe, is in the early stage of Baodan realm. His cultivation can only be considered average.

But the reason why Longwu Mountain can stand firm is that its supreme elder is very powerful.

Nie Shentong, a martial arts fanatic who is over a hundred years old, is said to have the strength of a late Baodan realm. He once killed a middle-stage Jindan realm man who came up the mountain to provoke trouble with three punches. He can be said to be the living signboard of Longwu Mountain.

"I am Jianjia Sanren, and I would like to see the head of Longwu Mountain."

Ning Daoran used courtesy first and then force, and paid a visit as a golden elixir. Although there was no visiting card, the identity of a golden elixir was enough.

Not long after, two elders in the late Nascent Soul stage rushed down the mountain and respectfully invited Ning Daoran to go up the mountain.

On the top of the mountain is the main hall of Longwu Mountain.

A middle-aged warrior with full energy and a strong physique stepped forward and said with a respectful smile: "I am Nie Qinghe, the head of Longwu Mountain. Fellow Daoist Jianjia is a guest from afar, and he brings honor to our Longwu Mountain!"

"You're welcome, fellow Daoist!"

Ning Daoran clasped his fists and smiled, saying, "I came to Longwu Mountain to discuss a business with you, fellow Taoist."

"oh?"

Nie Qinghe was shocked: "I wonder what kind of business you want to discuss?"

Ning Daoran glanced and indicated that there were too many people here.

Nie Qinghe immediately understood and waved his hand to order everyone to leave.

"Master Nie."

Ning Daoran sat upright and drank tea, saying, "To be honest, I am a practitioner of both the Dharma and the body. I look like a golden elixir, but in reality I am also a warrior with extremely vigorous blood. However, my martial arts attainments are far inferior to those of you. Therefore, I came to Longwu Mountain this time to ask for a complete copy of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, in order to reach a higher level in the art of tempering the body."

Nie Qinghe's expression changed.

Ning Daoran said hurriedly, "Fellow Daoist, please don't rush to refuse. I promise that after I obtain the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, I will only practice it myself and will never pass it on to others. If one day I die, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra that is circulating outside will also be reduced to ashes along with me. I can make a great oath on this matter."

"snort……"

Nie Qinghe said: "When it comes to things like the Great Dao Oath, aren't those immortal cultivators all trying harder than one another to make a promise? But in the end, who will really take the Great Dao Oath seriously?"

"Since you don't trust my character, we can consider exchanging goods for goods. As long as Long Wushan is willing to copy a complete copy of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra and give it to me, I will definitely meet your request. Whether it is magic weapons, spirit stones, talismans, or formations, I can satisfy Long Wushan."

"You misunderstood, fellow Daoist."

Nie Qinghe frowned and said, "The reason why I hesitated is because the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra is the unique skill of my Longwu Mountain. Even the inner disciples have only been taught the first part of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. If you want to learn the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, you must be an inner disciple. In other words, the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra is actually passed down from generation to generation by the head of Longwu Mountain. How can it be easily passed on to outsiders?"

"Are you really so heartless?"

Ning Daoran's eyes turned cold: "Even if I kill you, you are unwilling to hand over the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra?"

"Fellow Daoist, feel free to give it a try."

Nie Qinghe frowned and said, "If I can't beat you and you snatch the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra away, it's because I, Nie Qinghe, am incompetent. I will still be worthy of my ancestors even if I go to hell. But if you give the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to outsiders just for some treasures, how can I, Nie Qinghe, face my ancestors?"

"really?"

Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly a ball of green light burst out from his body. An overwhelming spiritual pressure swept down and pinned Nie Qinghe to the spot, unable to move. Then he lightly pointed his fingertips, and suddenly a ray of sword intent pierced into Nie Qinghe's brows.

The sword intent penetrated into the inner world and directly hit Nie Qinghe's soul.

It only takes a moment for Ning Daoran to kill the leader of Longwu Mountain!

"Daoyou, kill him!"

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

Nie Qinghe's eyes were cold: "The Dragon Demon Heart Sutra is not with me, and you can't get it even if you kill me. Although Daoist friends will definitely find it if they search the entire sect, it doesn't matter. At least I, Nie Qinghe, will be worthy of my ancestors in my grave."

Ning Daoran felt helpless.

This Nie Qinghe is really a stubborn person.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, I will not force you to do anything."

Ning Daoran retracted his fingers, put away his spiritual pressure, and said, "I will go down the mountain immediately. Sorry for bothering you."

“…”

Watching Ning Daoran disappear into a shadow, it was Nie Qinghe who was confused.

He had heard of the name of Jianjia Sanren, who was said to be a "very evil person" in the East Wilderness's immortal cultivation world. Although he was a Jindan cultivator, his strength was very impressive. Even the Soul-Devouring Demon in the late Jindan stage had suffered at his hands. Moreover, it was said that this person had been an enemy of the Xu family in the Bailong Immortal City area, and even had a battle with the Xu ancestor in the early Yuanying stage on the Tianluo Sea.

What kind of ability is it to fight against a Yuanying old monster without dying? Nie Qinghe was a little confused. This Jianjia Sanren could control him instantly without using any magic weapon, just relying on spiritual pressure and sword intent. He was also known as a casual cultivator who was both good and evil. Why didn't this person just kill him and take away the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra? Wouldn't it be more clean and efficient?

For a moment, Nie Qinghe began to doubt the character of Jianjia Sanren, wavering between "he is a good man" and "if he was a good man, sows would have climbed trees."

"Send the order, activate the mountain protection formation!"

Nie Qinghe still felt that this man was not easy to deal with, so he immediately ordered the entire mountain to be on alert to prevent Jianjia Sanren from suddenly attacking Longwu Mountain.

…

late at night.

Deep underground in Longwu Mountain, there was suddenly a strong fluctuation of restriction, followed by a small damage at the bottom of the mountain protection formation. A figure used the earth escape technique to pass through the restriction and entered Longwu Mountain.

No need to think, it’s still Ning Daoran.

He is not the kind of person who would give up after being rejected once. In his previous life, he was the kind of person who took the driving test more than ten times and finally got it. He is a man of strong will and unswerving determination. Since he has decided to come to Jicheng to seek the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra this time, he will never leave until he gets the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.

So, Ning Daoran started Plan B.

He decided to sneak into the back mountain of Longwu Mountain and search the souls of those old guys in the "ancestral tomb" where the leaders of Longwu Mountain were buried. As long as the souls of these old guys were still there, he could always put together the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, it would just be a little troublesome.

As for why Nie Qinghe's soul was not searched during the day, it was because there was a group of Nascent Soul Realm warriors waiting covetously outside the main hall door. If a soul search was really carried out, the entire Longwu Mountain would rise up to attack, which would be too troublesome.

Back mountain.

Tombs stand one after another. The front rows are for those who have made outstanding contributions to Longwu Mountain. The middle rows are for deputy leaders, elders and other meritorious people. The last rows are for all the leaders of Longwu Mountain. Even the first leader of Longwu Mountain, Longwu Taoist, is buried here.

Ning Daoran activated his spiritual sense and immediately saw clusters of misty ghosts.

Most people don't dare to come to this place.

“Swish!”

He did a very beautiful somersault and landed in front of the last row of tombs. The first tombstone was that of Taoist Longwu, the second was that of the second-generation leader, White Tiger Immortal, and the third was that of a legend of Longwu Mountain, the legendary Taoist Chongxu, who was known as the Lord of the Restoration...

Ning Daoran took a deep breath and activated the Return to Nature Soul Searching Technique. Suddenly, his eyes were covered with a layer of blood-red light. He stomped the ground lightly and said in a deep voice: "Come out, everyone! Don't hide!"

“Swish, swish, swish~~~”

One after another, misty figures rose from the graves, from Taoist Long Wu to Taoist Chong Xu, and then to the previous generation leader Nie Qiu Zhen. Among them, Nie Qiu Zhen's face was the clearest and his soul strength was the strongest because he died the youngest.

…

Suddenly, an old man who had been hiding in the dark and observing Ning Daoran's actions could not help but tremble all over. He couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw the remaining soul of Nie Qiuzhen: "Senior Brother... This is really a sin..."

(End of this chapter)