Chapter 372 determines the winner and the loser, as well as life and death!
After the Poison Dragon Island was wiped out, just as Ning Daoran had expected, this tactic of shocking the enemy worked wonders. Liufeng Island and Chigua Island became quiet in an instant, and there was no movement for a long time afterwards.
Ning Daoran was completely immersed in the study of the Linggui seal script and began a long period of seclusion.
In this way, time seems meaningless in practice, and ten years pass in the blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran was 262 years old.
In Lingpu Cave, in front of the cabin, he was dressed in a green shirt, his whole temperament was increasingly eternal, his body was full of blood and energy, during the ten years of training, he had made great progress in both his cultivation and body training.
In addition to the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra being officially promoted to the sixteenth level after years of refinement, the research on the Spirit Turtle Seal Script has finally yielded results.
After repeated research by Ning Daoran, he discovered that each of these spirit turtle seal characters contained extremely vast ancient mysterious power. After he tried, he was able to refine these spirit turtle seal characters word by word.
"It's done."
He opened his eyes and slowly stood up.
"Sir."
On the side, Xiao Bai pursed her red lips and said, "Have you really understood that heavenly script?"
Ning Daoran smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed forward, and suddenly golden water ripples surged, followed by four consecutive words that broke through the air, stirring up the sound of the Tao in the space ahead.
The profound power contained in the turtle seal script is so profound and mysterious. After ten years of seclusion, Ning Daoran has only refined four characters, namely "break", "destroy", "demon", and "flame". The profound power contained in each character is different, but as long as Ning Daoran uses these characters, it will be an extremely good killing method! "Young Master is really a peerless genius..." Xiaobai said with a smile.
Ning Daoran glanced at her, speechless in his eyes, and thought to himself, how could I not know whether I am a genius or not?
He jumped lightly and walked out of Lingpu Cave.
"Zhu Yue, what's the situation outside?"
"Sir, everything is fine."
Sui Zhuyue's magic power has improved greatly at this time. It seems that although he has spent a lot of time in the past ten years managing the mundane affairs of Liuhua Island, he has not fallen behind in his cultivation.
"Sir, the business of Liuhua Market has been booming over the past ten years, and the spiritual rice and tea grown on Liuhua Island have also been highly praised. We have signed supply contracts with several chambers of commerce in Kunpeng Immortal City, and we earn a lot of spiritual stones every year."
"good."
Ning Daoran nodded: "No movement from Liuhua Island?"
"No."
Sui Zhuyue shook her head slowly: "The spies I placed on Liuhua Island did not find anything unusual. The ancestor of the Zhao family has been in seclusion for eight years and has not shown any signs of coming out."
"In that case, I will further polish the magic."
He stepped into the Lingpu Cave again and began to try to refine more Tianzhuan characters.
The corner of Sui Zhuyue's mouth twitched, and she felt a little helpless. He only came out of seclusion once every ten years, and without even saying a few more words to herself, he went into seclusion again.
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Liufeng Island, the island owner’s cave residence.
A powerful golden elixir magic power surged like a tide. At first, this magic power was like a rising tide, extremely strong, but in the blink of an eye it quickly began to recede, and the trend of the receding tide was getting faster and faster, and gradually it became unstable.
"well……"
Deep in the cave, an old and frail Jindan cultivator sighed. It was the ancestor of the Zhao family.
After eight years of seclusion, I still haven't been able to break through the shackles and reach that step. If so...
He looked down at the storage bag on his waist. Even if he could increase his chances by half, the chances of his final condensation would probably not exceed 20%. Was there any need to try? His life span was almost up. If he failed to condense his condensation, he would most likely die on the spot, without even the chance to leave instructions to his descendants.
"Husband."
A graceful figure walked into the cave. It was Nangong Rou. She frowned slightly and asked worriedly, "What's going on? Is it still not going well?"
"Um."
The Zhao family ancestor nodded slowly and said, "Rou'er, my chances of achieving the Nascent Soul Condensation are extremely low. After all, I don't have the Nascent Soul Condensation Pill. I'm afraid my chances of achieving the Nascent Soul Condensation are less than 30%. In addition, my blood and energy are exhausted. I'm afraid that once I try to achieve the Nascent Soul Condensation, there will be no turning back."
"Husband, you hesitated..."
Nangong Rou pursed her red lips: "I have been with you for many years, and this is the first time I see you like this."
"Indeed, I am troubled."
The ancestor of the Zhao family slowly stood up, with murderous intent gradually emerging in his eyes. He said, "If I fail to condense my infant and die, what will you do? What about the descendants of the Zhao family on Liufeng Island? In front of people like Ning Daoran, you are like sheep, and you won't even have a chance to resist. Therefore, I decided to get rid of my inner demons before condensing my infant and go to fight Ning Daoran!"
"What?!"
Nangong Rou was dumbfounded: "Are you going to kill Ning Daoran?"
"Exactly!"
The Zhao family ancestor looked stern, "My Liufeng Island and Liuhua Island have a deep grudge. Ten years ago, after Ning Daoran eliminated Dulong Island, he should have taken advantage of the situation to attack Liufeng Island, but he went into seclusion. If I am not mistaken, this person should be waiting. He has already seen that my life span is coming to an end, so he wants to wait until I sit down and die on my own or die in battle, and then take advantage of the situation to swallow up everything on Liufeng Island."
He looked angry, "How can I do what he wants? He thought I would take a risk and try my best to reach the Nascent Soul stage, but I will not do what he wants. I will challenge Ning Daoran before he reaches the Nascent Soul stage and grind him to dust!"
As he spoke, the Zhao family ancestor's eyes were already filled with cruelty.
"Husband, are you sure?"
"Don't worry. After eight years of seclusion, I have truly achieved the Golden Core Perfection. I can even say that I have achieved the Perfect Golden Core that has never been achieved before or since. Ning Daoran is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. If he dares to accept the challenge, he will surely die!"
"good!"
Nangong Rou gritted her teeth, and suddenly remembered the humiliation of being rejected by Ning Daoran many times. Suddenly, her eyes were full of ferocity, and she said, "I will take everyone from Liufeng Island and follow my husband to ask Liuhua Island for advice!"
“No…”
The Zhao family ancestor shook his head and said, "I will challenge Ning Daoran alone. You all should stay on Liufeng Island and don't act rashly. This is just a grudge between me and Ning Daoran. It has nothing to do with others. Even if I lose, you won't necessarily be implicated!"
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His eyes gradually softened: "Rou'er, as the grandmother of my Zhao family, you must be able to control your temper. In the future, Liuhua Island and the descendants of the Zhao family will still need your protection."
Nangong Rou lowered her head, not daring to look into the other person's eyes, which contained a mixture of evasion and ferocity.
…
A few days later, Liuhua Island.
A majestic late Jindan aura entered Liuhua Island. It was Zhao Xianliang, the Jindan ancestor of the Zhao family. He was dressed in a white robe, with one hand behind his back. He looked majestic without being angry. He spoke immediately, and his voice echoed throughout the entire Liuhua Island: "Fellow Daoist Ning, I, Zhao Xianliang, have come to ask for advice! In the past, Fellow Daoist Ning killed Zhao Xin, the pride of my Zhao family. This matter has always been brooding over. Now that I am about to reach the Nascent Soul stage, I plan to break this demon in my heart before I impact the Nascent Soul stage. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Ning has the courage to accept the challenge?"
For a moment, everyone on Liuhua Island heard the voice of the Zhao family ancestor.
In Liuhuafang City, countless cultivators looked up into the sky and started discussing -
"The Zhao family's ancestor challenges Island Master Ning?"
"Humph, this Zhao family ancestor is really shameless. An old man in the late Jindan stage challenges the island master who is only young in the middle Jindan stage. He even talks about the demons in his heart. He is really shameless!"
“Daoyou, you are wrong. Although Island Master Ning is young, he was the one who teamed up with True Lord Du’e to kill True Lord Yuanying’s physical body. Island Master Ning’s cultivation is far beyond what Daoyou can imagine.”
"I hope that my Liuhua Island master can win the first battle. Otherwise... I'm afraid that the situation on Liuhua Island will change. Nangong Rou from Liufeng Island and Huang Yihan from Chigua Island are always eyeing my Liuhua Island."
“I just don’t know if Island Master Ning has the courage to accept the challenge. The opponent is a perfect golden elixir… In addition, the ancestor of the Zhao family has been immersed in various secret techniques for many years, and his cultivation level is simply unimaginable!”
…
The discussion of the crowd was also heard by the ancestor of the Zhao family. He couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said loudly again: "If the island master Ning doesn't dare to fight, it doesn't matter. Just hand over Liuhua Island and get out of the fairy island with your family. I will never kill you because you have contributed to the cultivation world of Xia country!"
All of a sudden, those casual cultivators who rented the cave residences on Liuhua Island came out one after another. Sensing the powerful figure of the golden elixir in the air, they couldn't help but frowned: "Did this old dog of the Zhao family take the wrong medicine today? He's not like this in the past. He is bullying our island master like this. Is he really looking for death?"
"It is said that the ancestor of the Zhao family was trying to reach the Nascent Soul stage. He probably saw some demons in the Nascent Soul stage, so he became mentally disturbed."
Although everyone said this, they actually hoped that Ning Daoran would accept the challenge. After all, they were all residents of the island and had long regarded themselves as people of Liuhua Island and wanted to share the honor and disgrace with Liuhua Island.
More importantly, there are many cultivators who secretly hope to observe the fight between the Jindan cultivators in order to hone their own cultivation.
…
"What? Is it true that Brother Ning, as the legend says, raised a green water turtle and turned himself into a turtle, and can only hide on the island?"
The Zhao family ancestor continued to ridicule.
The next second, there was a light "hum" sound, and a figure flew out from the island owner's cave. He was wearing a green shirt and carrying a long sword. He had a handsome face, like an eighteen-year-old boy full of high spirits. It was Ning Daoran.
"Friend Zhao."
He smiled calmly: "I have heard Daoist Fellow Zhao barking for a long time. It would be impolite if I don't accept the challenge. In order to avoid destroying the houses on the island, you and I will go to Wuwang Sea for a battle. This battle will determine who is better and who is worse, and also decide life and death. What do you think, Daoist Fellow?!"
"That's exactly what I meant!"
The Zhao family ancestor stroked his beard and laughed wildly. He twisted his body and turned into a golden light that rushed into the distance like thunder, saying, "Fellow Daoist Ning, I will wait for you at sea!"
Ning Daoran's body immediately sank and he turned into a golden light and rushed away along the horizon.
For a moment, the independent cultivators on Liuhua Island, Liufeng Island, and Chigua Island were extremely excited. They went to watch the battle one by one. Their figures were like tiny meteors in the night sky.
(End of this chapter)