Chapter 105 True Yang Furnace Art, Return to Nature!
Life on the Qiongbi Peak is always so comfortable and leisurely. The man and the deer once again live a peaceful life, cultivating spiritual rice.
A few months later, the news came.
Lin Zhuojun finally succeeded in building his foundation for the third time!
It is said that in order to collect Lin Zhuojun's third foundation-building pill, the Qingyuan Lin family behind him almost emptied their family assets.
After several twists and turns, he finally asked someone to buy a genuine foundation-building pill from a fairy city in Ningzhou.
At this point, the Chaos Sect once again had a relatively young foundation-building cultivator.
…
evening.
Ning Daoran walked out of Lingpu Cave, changed into a short outfit and came to the fish pond.
"Little Blackie!"
“Squeak~~~”
The big black fish, which was already in the late first stage, quickly floated its big head to the surface of the water.
It shouted at Ning Daoran, indicating that it had not slacked off in its recent practice.
"not bad."
Ning Daoran smiled slightly, flicked out three newly refined blood-strengthening pills with his fingers, and said, "Next!"
The big black fish jumped onto the water surface with a somersault, opened its mouth and accurately swallowed the three pills, then frolicked on the water surface, making splashes of water.
"snort……"
Ning Daoran snorted and turned away.
Xiao Heizi stared at his master's figure with his dead fish eyes, and the great fear in his heart finally dissipated bit by bit.
Its life was too difficult, living under the shadow of sauerkraut fish almost every day.
If one slacked off in practice, he might end up on the dinner table. Who could stand that? Ning Daoran put his hands behind his back, but his consciousness kept sweeping around the fish pond, still observing the movements of the big black fish.
This little black guy is full of rebellion and can't be compared with the old deer at all.
However, considering that its growth rate is not slow, we will give it a little more chance for the time being. If it really doesn't work, we will have to serve it with sauerkraut fish.
“Ahhh~~~”
At this time, the big stupid deer walked towards the backyard and called out to Ning Daoran, indicating that someone was coming.
The visitor was a rare one, it was Lin Zhuojun, who had not had any contact with Ning Daoran since returning from the Cangnan Secret Realm.
He had just finished a three-day foundation-building banquet when he arrived at Qiongbi Peak.
The small cloud and mist dispersed.
Ning Daoran put his hands behind his back, exuding a bit of immortal aura, and said calmly, "Lin Zhuojun, how are you?"
"Ning... Junior Brother Ning..."
Lin Zhuojun sighed and said, "Can you let me in and have a few words?"
Ning Daoran didn't say anything, but turned into the living room and offered a cup of fragrant tea.
Although Lin Zhuojun had already established his foundation, he was still cautious and seemed a little restrained after stepping into the living room.
Only when the big stupid deer's eyes widened and he was about to order him to leave did he finally move. He took off a storage bag from his waist and slowly placed it on the table.
"I'm sorry, Junior Brother Ning..."
Lin Zhuojun frowned and said, "I know I said this nearly ten years late. I was indeed ashamed of you at the beginning. I dragged you into the water when you were in danger. This was quite despicable and shameless, but..."
He looked at Ning Daoran and said, "Who is without fault? Junior Brother, you know the situation at that time. If we had not dispersed some of the powerful enemies, I and several other junior brothers would have died in the battle."
Ning Daoran's eyes twitched twice.
"Junior brother, I apologize to you!"
Lin Zhuojun slowly pushed the storage bag forward and said, "These are some formation materials that Senior Brother recently purchased. I know that Junior Brother is obsessed with formations, so I gave these materials to you as a gift."
"Brother Lin."
Ning Daoran asked: "Are you doing this just to get my forgiveness?"
"Exactly."
Lin Zhuojun frowned, "For the past ten years, this matter has been tormenting me. Although I, Lin Zhuojun, am not a gentleman, I would never do anything to harm my fellow disciples. It was just that the situation was critical at the time and my senior brother wanted to survive so much that he made such a big mistake."
"never mind."
Ning Daoran nodded and said, "Let's just forget about this matter. Senior Brother, don't worry about it anymore."
Having said that, he immediately took the storage bag and scanned it with his spiritual sense, revealing that there were various formation materials worth at least three thousand spirit stones inside.
Ning Daoran was slightly shocked. This was probably most of Lin Zhuojun's assets after he established his foundation.
"In that case, I won't disturb you from practicing."
Lin Zhuojun stood up and said, "Brother, please come visit me another day."
"Well, take care, brother."
…
Half a month later.
Lin Zhuojun really came to visit me another day as he said.
But this time he was not alone, but brought a teenager with him.
Lin Yun is the son of Lin Zhuojun.
It is said that Lin Yun has a fourth-grade fire spiritual root, and soon after his spiritual root was tested, he was accepted as an inner disciple of the Chaos Sect.
"Junior Brother Ning!"
Lin Zhuojun brought a lot of gifts, including various spiritual fruits and some rare gadgets. After placing the gifts on the table, he smiled and said, "Yun'er, why don't you come over to meet your Uncle Ning."
"yes!"
Lin Yun stepped forward and bowed: "Lin Yun greets Uncle Ning."
Ning Daoran nodded, what a promising young man.
Lin Yun is very popular in the inner sect. He has already reached the late stage of Qi Refining at a young age. Some people predict that he will establish his foundation at around 25 years old.
Lin Zhuojun sat down and chatted with Ning Daoran about the past.
At that time, several of them were in the Qi Refining Stage, and they went deep into the Huanglong Mountains to hunt early-stage second-order Fire Scale Beasts. They still remember it vividly.
Unfortunately, too many unpleasant things happened later, and even Liu Ruyan took the initiative to leave the Chaos Sect.
"Brother, have you visited Brother Lin Sheng recently?"
"I just visited him a few days ago and got drunk with Senior Brother Lin Sheng." Lin Zhuojun said with a smile: "After so many years, Senior Brother Lin Sheng's alcohol tolerance is still so good, which is enviable."
Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "That's good, that's good."
In fact, deep in his heart, he still hopes that the people around him can "remain the same", which is one of the reasons why he forgave Lin Zhuojun.
The other reason is simpler.
At the beginning, Lin Zhuojun didn't really want to harm Ning Daoran subconsciously.
Lin Zhuojun was in danger at that time, and he shouted "Junior Brother Ning, help me" without hesitation, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
In fact, Lin Zhuojun himself has a good character and is quite nice to his friends.
Now, only Liu Ruyan left, and the relationship between Lin Sheng, Lin Zhuojun and the three of them had been restored. This made Ning Daoran somewhat happy, and he wished he could ask Lao Lu to cook a few dishes.
Not long after, Lin Zhuojun stood up and said, "Then we won't bother you anymore. Yun'er, say goodbye to your Uncle Ning."
"Uncle Ning, I'm leaving now."
Lin Yun bowed and saluted, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.
He was born with a fourth-grade fire spiritual root and has now become Gong Yang Yan's disciple. It is only a matter of time before he becomes the Great Elder's direct disciple or even a true disciple.
Therefore, it is normal for Lin Yun to be arrogant.
And he had heard about some of Uncle Ning's deeds before.
Born as a spiritual farmer, he spent many years growing spiritual rice in the remote area of Qiongbi Peak and rarely participated in the affairs of the sect.
I also heard that Uncle Ning practiced the Changqing Jue, was only good at growing spiritual rice, and knew nothing about fighting techniques.
Therefore, Lin Yun actually looked down on Uncle Ning.
So what if he was just building a foundation? What great things could a foundation builder who only knew how to grow spiritual rice achieve in the future? In fact, Lin Yun was confident that he could easily crush Uncle Ning after building a foundation.
"Goodbye, nephew."
Ning Daoran's eyes flashed, how could the details of the other party's expression escape his eyes.
For a moment, his impression of this nephew dropped significantly.
In fact, after Lin Zhuojun established his foundation, he felt that it was necessary to open his heart and find Ning Daoran to admit his mistakes and repair their relationship. On the one hand, it was because Lin Zhuojun was not a bad person by nature.
On the other hand, Lin Zhuojun was probably already thinking about building connections for his son.
Unfortunately, Lin Yun didn't understand his father's painstaking efforts at all. He devoted himself to cultivation and didn't take Uncle Ning seriously at all.
Ning Daoran didn't take it to heart.
They were all small matters, and he himself was not the kind of person who would take revenge. If there was a grudge, he would take it on the spot, and if he couldn't take it, he would write it down in a small notebook.
As for this nephew, he is not qualified to be included in Ning Daoran’s little notebook.
Soon, the man and the deer once again lived a happy life of growing spiritual rice and practicing Taoism.
…
Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran was 50 years old, and he had accumulated more than 70,000 years of intensive practice.
Practice!
Impacting the Return to Nature realm of the True Yang Furnace Technique! All the formation restrictions were activated. In the Lingpu Cave Heaven in the secret room twenty feet underground, Ning Daoran sat cross-legged in front of the wooden house, pouring his time of intensive cultivation into the True Yang Furnace Technique.
[In the 1044th year, you sat in the ancient well for tens of thousands of years. Your unmoving True Yang Furnace Technique cultivation made you almost lose all confidence. The blood and energy in your body continued to deplete. You were like a frog trapped in a well.]
[19,600 years later, dynasties have changed. You can no longer remember the years outside, but you feel like a fire has been planted in your body, and you can feel its majestic and terrifying power]
[In the 3066th year, your True Yang Furnace Art has reached a bottleneck, and is about to take the step you have been dreaming about. At this point, you no longer even think about women.]
[The beauties in the world will eventually turn into a pile of bones and ashes. All the beauty is but fleeting. Only the eternal way of heaven is what you should pursue in the end.]
[In the 4110th year, one day, you feel the seeds in your body begin to sprout. At this moment, the fire in your heart is finally ignited, and the True Yang Furnace Art is completed. You turn into a blazing flame that soars into the sky, and the whole world is trembling for you! ]
[True Yang Furnace Technique. Xuan-level middle grade (return to the original nature)]
[Time remaining for intensive practice: 30,044 years]
…
"It's done!"
Ning Daoran stood up slowly, and wisps of pure flames were actually coming out of his mouth, nose and other orifices, making him look like a celestial being.
“Ahhh~~~”
Not far away, the big stupid deer who was practicing the art of shape-changing was stunned and exclaimed that the big brother was awesome. It looked like he was going to ascend to heaven directly!
“Oh shit…”
Ning Daoran was secretly shocked. He scanned his body with his spiritual sense and found that the True Yang Furnace Art was indeed a unique skill.
It is difficult to practice, but once you master it, it will greatly improve your foundation! At this time, Ning Daoran's mana strength has increased by at least 30%, and the intensity of the True Yang Fire Mana derived from the True Yang Furnace Art has increased by more than 50% compared to the state of transformation!
Returning to the original state, so terrifying! He slowly raised his hand and summoned the power of the True Yang Furnace Art of Returning to the Original State.
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
The sound of rapidly swirling flames rang out, and in the blink of an eye, a huge flame furnace several feet high condensed above Ning Daoran's palm. This technique... has actually solidified!
'Awesome!'
Ning Daoran waved his hand to disperse the power of the flame furnace, then turned around and looked at the big stupid deer.
Suddenly, the corners of the man and the deer's mouths slowly curled up, and they laughed "hehehe" at the same time.
(End of this chapter)