Chapter 119 Fisherman
Outside the house.
Cheng Shuang looked sad.
In the room, Cheng Lingyu hid her face in the quilt and sobbed secretly. She felt that living like this would be worse than just dying.
"senior……"
Cheng Shuang gritted her teeth and transmitted her voice: "You have already seen my daughter's situation... She is born with a body of innate fire. This opportunity that only appears in men has happened to a woman like her..."
Ning Daoran stepped forward and said in the same voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, if you have anything to say, just say it. I am listening."
"yes!"
Cheng Shuang said: "Lingyu will only die in pain if she follows me, so... I want to use the opportunity of Yuanyang Nuanyu as a gift, and hope that you can accept my daughter Cheng Lingyu."
"Um?"
Ning Daoran frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Lingyu has a third-grade fire spirit root. As long as she can follow you to practice, she will definitely be able to build a foundation in the future. As for you, you can accept her as a disciple, or if she is lucky enough to be favored by you, you can accept her as a concubine. As long as Lingyu's life can be saved, I am willing to do whatever it takes!"
At this point, Cheng Shuang's eyes were filled with vicissitudes and reluctance, her body trembling slightly, and she said: "I only hope that my daughter can live... and if the senior can achieve the golden elixir in the future...
By using the golden elixir spirit to cleanse Lingyu's body every day, the fire of separation in her body can be washed away in ten years at most, and she can then serve the seniors like a normal cultivator."
"So, all I need to do is provide her with Cold Dew Pills every day to keep her alive? This is not a small amount of money."
"Exactly."
Cheng Shuang gritted her teeth and said, "But Lingyu... is extremely beautiful. If she can be saved, she will definitely be devoted to you in the future..."
"Let me think about it..."
Ning Daoran thought about it. If he took one Hanlu Pill a day, that would be 365 pills a year. This means that the consumption of Hanlu Pills would be at least 100 spirit stones every year.
Cheng Lingyu has a third-grade fire spiritual root, so it is indeed easy for him to build a foundation.
Yuanyang Warm Jade is naturally not cheap. Although the piece of Yuanyang Warm Jade in Cheng Shuang's hand is small, it is worth at least three thousand spirit stones. Although it is not enough to refine a Fiery Fish Dragon Formation, it is better than nothing.
How should I describe this deal? I bought the Yuanyang Warm Jade, and got a beautiful woman like Cheng Lingyu as a bonus.
The next moment, Ning Daoran showed an interested expression.
"senior!"
Cheng Shuang seemed to have seen the dawn of hope, and said: "To be honest with you, Senior, this Yuanyang Warm Jade was obtained by me and several other fellow Taoists in the Qi Refining Stage when we explored a secret realm in an ancient cave of a foundation-building cultivator.
There are many traps and forbidden areas in the cave, and we only explored a small part before retreating. I saw with my own eyes that there is a Yuanyang Warm Jade at least the size of a fist deep inside. "
"real?"
This time, Ning Daoran was really moved.
"How dare the junior deceive the senior?"
Cheng Shuang looked earnestly: "Besides, this matter is related to my daughter's life and death, so it is impossible for me to deceive you."
"knew."
Ning Daoran asked: "Cheng Shuang, where is this cave?"
"It's a hundred miles from here, not too far. Senior, are you going to explore this secret place yourself?"
"Exactly."
Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "If I can really get that fist-sized Yuanyang Warm Jade, then even if I spend more than a hundred spirit stones every year to buy Hanlu Pills to prolong Cheng Lingyu's life, it won't be a big deal."
"yes!"
Cheng Shuang was overjoyed: "In that case, I will lead the way for you, senior?"
"Thank you for your help."
"Senior, why are you so polite?"
Deep in the mountains and forests, the clouds are hazy.
Cheng Shuang piloted a spirit boat and took Ning Daoran all the way into the depths of the forest.
Soon after, the spirit boat slowly lowered its altitude.
…
A few miles away.
In a dark and damp underground palace, the stone walls were engraved with golden spiritual patterns. Right in the center of the tomb, there was a gloomy coffin.
Inside the coffin, a man covered in green hair slowly opened his eyes.
There was a bloodthirsty light in those scarlet eyes, and the terrifying spiritual sense swept out, taking the figures of Ning Daoran and Chen Shuang into his field of vision.
"Humph, that old fellow Cheng Shuang!"
The creature that was neither human nor ghost sneered: "The prey brought this time is really good. It is in the early stage of foundation building, and the cultivation is still the Changqing Jue that focuses on vitality. Judging from its level, the Changqing Jue is at least above the fifth level."
He licked his lips and said, "Such delicious blood food is enough to make my Tiansha magic power go further!"
The coffin lid slowly moved away, and he floated out, already impatient.
…
In the dense forest.
“It’s just ahead.”
Cheng Shuang had a smile on his face: "With Senior Ning's cultivation, it is as easy as taking something out of a bag to break the restrictions in the secret realm and obtain all the secret treasures. I would like to congratulate you in advance!"
"Congratulations?"
Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "Friend Cheng, do you want to congratulate yourself?"
"What do you mean, senior?"
Cheng Shuang was startled, but she never expected that another Ning Daoran suddenly walked out from behind her and knocked her out with a single blow.
Soul search!
After searching the soul, Ning Daoran felt relieved. It turned out to be similar to what he had guessed.
Cheng Shuang is the fishhook.
Yuanyang warm jade is bait.
Cheng Lingyu is also a bait.
It is even possible that Cheng Lingyu's name is not even this one and her identity is fake.
And the fisherman is probably in this area.
…
“Hahahahaha~~~”
A creepy laugh was heard in the forest, and a golden elixir aura spread throughout the dense forest.
The fisherman is coming.
This man was dressed in a long green robe, and his body was covered with green hair that looked like a zombie. He had the aura of a mid-stage Golden Core, and his eyes were sinister.
"Cheng Shuang really brought a good prey."
He stared at Ning Daoran with his eyes fixed, as if he were staring at a plate of delicious food.
"So he is in the middle stage of Jindan, no wonder he is so rampant."
Ning Daoran released his breath, raised his hand and took out the Qinglong Spear, and the figure of the big stupid deer slowly emerged beside him.
"It turns out to be a mid-stage foundation building beast, plus a second-stage early stage spirit beast. No wonder he is so bold."
The creature, neither human nor ghost, was filled with yin energy and laughed, "But how can this be enough?"
Ning Daoran didn't say anything, he just slapped the storage bag, and suddenly poles floated out in an orderly manner. In an instant, more than ten spells were cast, and formation flags flew out, and a Five Elements Wandering Formation was set up in an instant!
"A first-class killing array?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The other party sneered: "Young man, are you planning to use a first-level formation to kill Jindan?"
As he spoke, he waved his long sleeves, and the mist that was entangled with ghosts immediately dissipated. In the mist, figures stood upright. They were all corpses, and one of them was even a corpse in the early stage of Jindan! Suddenly, the forest was filled with a foul smell.
"you……"
Ning Daoran's gaze fell on one of the foundation-building corpses and he instantly recognized the other person's face. It was actually Wen Ru's father, Wen Zichen!
"Are you Ouyang Po!?"
In an instant, Ning Daoran's gaze became extremely sharp.
Enemies always meet, things in the world are just so coincidental! ...
"Since you know me, you still dare to fight me?"
Ouyang Po said in a cold voice: "Why don't you surrender and become my blood food?"
"Old man, you don't want to live today."
Ning Daoran said lightly, raised his hand, and suddenly the Five Elements Flowing Formation rose up, and the magic power of five attributes emerged one after another, turning into various flames, water currents, ground spikes, etc. to attack the opponent.
"How dare you make a fool of yourself with just a first-level formation?!"
Ouyang Po roared, not only sending more than ten refined corpses to charge into the formation, but also using his powerful magic power to try to directly push the formation! Ning Daoran did not think twice and released five first-class paper figures and dozens of second-class paper figures!
If you dare to hold back when facing a great cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, you are seeking death!
In an instant, countless paper figures attacked each other.
Even the five first-class paper figures were given treasures. Some held second-level low-level spiritual weapons, and some held first-level magic weapons. Their combat power was about 30% of Ning Daoran's original body, which was completely impossible to ignore! "Xiao Qing!"
The Green Ghost Flag swept past, and the Green Lady crashed into the formation and hit Ouyang Po directly! Amid the roar of the evil ghost, Ouyang Po's eyes were ferocious, and he used the Heavenly Evil Magic to repel the Green Lady.
But the Lady in Green was rarely released, and with a ferocious look on her pretty face, she quickly pounced on him again.
She had a cultivation level close to the early stage of the Golden Core, while the other party was in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Ouyang was unable to do anything to her in a short period of time.
"Everyone!"
Ning Daoran rose into the air holding the Autumn Water Sword and performed the Reed Sword Technique, slashing out strands of True Yang magic power. Immediately, the blazing sword energy slashed at Ouyang Po's protective Yin energy, perfectly suppressing it.
"You're looking for death, you bastard!"
Ouyang Po roared, and used the power of the middle stage of the Golden Core to push forward. For a moment, the Five Elements Flowing Formation was shattered, and the flags and plates buried underground were blown to pieces! However, before Ouyang Po had time to be happy, the second formation immediately rose straight up!
The second-order low-grade trapping formation, the Cang Hai Xuan Bing Formation!
"I want to see how many formations you have!"
Ouyang Po roared angrily and used several second-level spiritual weapons to attack frantically.
At the same time, the magic power continued to push forward, and with the impact of a group of corpses and ghosts, even the Cang Hai Xuan Bing Formation began to crack.
"laugh!"
The jade knife fell from the air, leaving a bloody wound on Ouyang Po's back.
This wound made this old monster in the middle stage of the Golden Core even more ferocious. The blood and energy of the Heavenly Evil Magic rushed into the sky, and he attacked the formation with all his might.
One paper man after another was shattered under the opponent's attack, and even three first-class paper men were lost in succession.
Not long after, the Canghai Xuanbing Formation collapsed! Several formation plates and flags were completely destroyed.
"Anything else?!"
Ouyang Po's eyes were bloodshot, and he was already bloodthirsty.
A mere cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building could never do anything to a great cultivator in the middle stage of golden elixir, no matter how many formations he set up!
“Buzz——”
A blood-colored formation rose up.
The second-level middle-grade killing array, the Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Array! Ning Daoran kept swinging his sword, attacking Ouyang Po from outside the array, and at the same time, he arranged a layer of array outside the array in advance, giving the opponent no chance to rush out.
The big stupid deer was calling out loudly on the periphery, and it was summoning fireballs, ice cones, and rocks to smash into the great Jindan monk in the formation!
The damage to the paper figures and formations is just a matter of resources.
In Ning Daoran's mind, if a high-level cultivator cannot kill the opponent instantly, then what is consumed in the fight is spirit stones. In this case, he will not feel any pity.
Once the opponent is killed, the opponent's storage bag will naturally be able to restore a lot of health.
At this moment, he would never confront Ouyang Po head-on.
If you can kill yourself, there's no need to take the risk.
…
Not long after, the Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Formation was destroyed!
This middle stage of Jindan is too fierce! At this time, Ouyang Po's hair was disheveled and his body was covered in blood. Although his face was ferocious, in fact, his mana strength had been reduced to about 60% of the peak.
The injuries on his body, plus the damaged treasures and corpses, all greatly reduced his strength! "Anything else?!"
Ouyang Po's eyes burst into bloodshot: "Boy, do you still have any formations?"
“Buzz——”
A lush bamboo forest rises into the sky.
The second-level superior formation, the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation! At the same time, twelve silver flying swords filled with murderous aura also soared into the air!
…
"You're a fucking swordsman?" Ouyang was furious.
(End of this chapter)