Chapter 13: The Sword Heart is Clear (Thanks to Hanye League, Leader Huo Bingzhiri!)

Ning Daoran looked calm as he met the other party's cold and bloodthirsty eyes: "Why are you so confident that you can kill me?"

"You will know if I can kill you once you try. Why bother to say more?"

Li Xiu pulled out the entire black sword, and for a moment the coldness in the forest became even stronger.

"Bang!"

Almost without thinking, Ning Daoran jumped up like a nimble monkey, twisted his body and swung his arms in one go, and the tip of the Qinglong Spear, which weighed at least ten pounds, turned into an afterimage and hit him on the head!

He used almost all his strength in the sudden attack, with blood and energy surging all over his body, and he had already stimulated all the power of the Body Tempering Technique to reach the highest level.

"Sixth level of Qi Refining?!"

Li Xiu's eyelids twitched violently, and he added several layers of force to the sword he swung, trying to suppress his opponent with one blow.

There was a loud bang! The moment the two collided, the ground covered with weeds and rocks below rippled like a wave, and countless mud and gravel rushed up into the sky in a small area, like a waterfall being pulled up.

Li Xiu's late stage of Blood Qi Realm is very solid, and Ning Daoran's Body Tempering Technique after reaching the state of transformation plus maxing out his strength talent has raised his strength to an unimaginable level!

"Bang!"

With one strike, the superior and the inferior are immediately determined.

Li Xiu's black knife suddenly sank downwards involuntarily, and he himself stepped back with a step. The blood in his body surged, and he felt a sharp pain in his right arm.

He thought that this blow was enough to cut off the opponent's spear, and the next blow would be enough to chop off the opponent's disgusting head, but he didn't expect that the boy seemed to be born with supernatural powers and completely suppressed him in strength.

It was unbelievable that a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining could suppress a warrior in the late stage of Blood Refining in terms of strength! After firing a shot, Ning Daoran felt his whole body burning hot. The Body Tempering Technique in his body was running wildly to transport blood and energy. Endless strength was generated from his arms, and suddenly another shot fell on his head! "Little beast, you..."

Li Xiu had no time to dodge, let alone re-draw his knife, so he had to hastily cross his left arm to block.

With a crisp sound, Li Xiu's entire left arm fell down limply, and was actually turned into mud by the bullet. However, his blood was still strong. Although his face was splattered with blood, his eyes were still full of ferocity.

"Keep fighting, haven't you eaten?"

What a vicious Shanyang County detective. He lost an arm, but he can still be so fierce? "Buzz!"

There was a sharp sound in the air, and the third shot came.

The gun tip turned into an afterimage and smashed down angrily. The layer of protective blood on Li Xiu's body instantly dissipated, and then there was a crisp sound of bone cracking from the head. Blood immediately splattered everywhere and flowed down his face, making him look even more hideous.

Ning Daoran took a step forward and stepped on Li Xiu to the ground.

The Azure Dragon Spear aimed at the opponent's head, and then! The physical body of a warrior in the late stage of the Blood Qi Realm is indeed powerful, and its toughness is even comparable to that of a cultivator who has perfected the Body Tempering Technique! Ning Daoran fired three more shots in a row, and finally smashed Li Xiu's head completely.

Along with the hair, skull and brain matter, they were all mixed up on the grass. At this time, Li Xiu's head was as broken into pieces as a watermelon.

It's time to die.

…

After touching the corpse skillfully, he searched the soul as well, then raised his hand and shot out a fireball, burning Li Xiu's body into a pile of ashes.

The ashes flew in the wind driven by magic power.

"Old deer, go!"

Without any further delay, Ning Daoran quickly called the big stupid deer that had just emerged from the ground, and while no one noticed him yet, he quickly returned to the sect along the mountain path.

No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard.

Ning Daoran finally breathed a sigh of relief after he reopened the small cloud and mist formation, and sat in the chair breathing rapidly.

The soul search of Li Xiu did not yield much. His lair was in the county town, where a group of constables and captains lived, so it was not advisable to take risks.

Apart from that, Li Xiu's memory was nothing but corruption, bullying, prostitution and other matters. The only thing that might be useful to him was about the black market in Huanglongfang City.

Huanglongfang Market was established with the help of Chaos Sect, and it has many operators. In addition to the power of Chaos Sect, there are also immortal cultivation families and independent cultivators from all over Shanyang County.

It is said that in the Huanglong Mountains area, there are dozens of foundation-building families alone, and the major immortal-cultivating families are in competition with each other. These forces fight openly and secretly in the market town for shops and resources, and undercurrents are surging everywhere.

Fortunately, with a giant like the Chaos Sect in charge, things are relatively safe.

Outside the open Huanglongfang Market, there is a black market across the street, where everything that can be sold and what cannot be sold can be traded.

For example, things outside the market town are not peaceful, with murders and robberies happening all the time. Although the Chaos Sect has sent two foundation-building masters to take charge, they are unable to completely prevent such incidents.

Therefore, the stolen goods after killing people and stealing treasures always have to go somewhere. This is the reason why the Huanglongfang black market appeared. In the black market, no one will ask where your treasures came from. They will only look at the value of the treasures and trade them at a discount.

"call……"

Ning Daoran breathed a sigh of relief. In the future, he might consider disguising himself and selling second-level spiritual rice on the black market.

He searched around and found that Li Xiu was indeed a poor warrior. He only had two bottles of blood qi pills in his arms, and a dozen spirit stones. It was really a pity that he, who was in the late stage of blood qi realm, was so poor.

However, after dealing with Li Xiu, the trouble with Junior Sister Han Bing was completely resolved. This is good news.

…

Li Xiu gained another benefit from searching the soul. It was indeed Lin Bo who was killed by Li Xiu, and his body was buried in a forest on the way down the mountain.

But Ning Daoran did not intend to tell Han Bing about this matter, as doing so would easily bring him unnecessary suspicion and trouble.

Let the matter between Li Xiu and Lin Bo go with the wind! At this time, Ning Daoran had a total of 144 low-grade spirit stones...

He frowned, it was still not enough. After collecting more than 300 spirit stones, he could consider going to Huanglongfang Market to buy a magic weapon that suits him.

After all, he is a cultivator. Although his current major is the Body Tempering Technique, it is somewhat inappropriate for him to always wave a big green dragon to fight with others.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the classification of treasures is quite strict. According to the effects and power of the treasures, they are divided into: magic tools, spiritual tools, magic weapons, spiritual treasures, etc.

Among them, cultivators in the Qi Refining stage generally only use magic weapons, cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage use spiritual weapons, and if they are lucky enough to become the legendary Golden Core Ancestor, they can control magic weapons.

Of course, these rules and regulations are not fixed. If a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage is wealthy and must use spiritual tools or magic weapons, then there is no problem. However, the mana consumption of high-level treasures is extremely huge, which may be suspected of "a small horse pulling a big cart".

If a treasure uses up all your magic power after using it once or twice, it’s better not to use it, as it will not be enough to fight a long-term battle.

In addition, each level of treasure is divided into four levels.

Just like magic tools, they are divided into low-grade magic tools, medium-grade magic tools, high-grade magic tools and top-grade magic tools. According to the current prices in the world of immortal cultivation, a low-grade magic tool is worth at least one hundred and fifty spirit stones, a medium-grade magic tool is worth three hundred spirit stones, and a high-grade magic tool is worth five hundred spirit stones.

And if it is the legendary first-grade top-grade magic weapon, it is almost a magic weapon for a great cultivator who has reached the perfect stage of Qi Refining. The price will be quite high, and it is said that it starts at nearly a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"well……"

When he thought of the prices of these magical instruments, Ning Daoran couldn't help but sigh. After all, he was too poor.

…

After washing the dirt off the Qinglong Spear and his clothes, Ning Daoran changed his clothes and took the big stupid deer to weed the spiritual field before it got dark.

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

"Senior Brother Ning."

Not far away, the little girl in the No. 78 spiritual field straightened up, wiped the sweat off her face, smiled and greeted.

Ning Daoran smiled back.

Not long after, the two men and the deer were resting and chatting on the ridge of the field.

"Junior Sister, has Uncle Lin come back? I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him a little."

"No……"

When Uncle Lin was mentioned, Han Bing's expression became a little unnatural, as if she had guessed what would happen to Uncle Lin.

It was obvious that he hadn't returned for so many days and Li Xiu often went up the mountain to harass him.

But what can she do? As an outer disciple in the early stage of Qi Refining, no one in the sect will make decisions for her.

After all, the Chaos Sect is just a legendary "second-rate sect" and cannot be compared with those first-rate sects, or even the "Ten Immortal Sects" of Xia Country.

Second-rate sects don’t have such strict rules.

There are more than 4,000 people in the entire Chaos Sect, including 3,000 menial disciples and more than 1,200 outer disciples. There are only 33 people in the Foundation Establishment stage in the entire sect.

How could they manage it? Many of the outer sect elders and deacons were actually cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining.

“Senior Brother…”

Han Bing suddenly seemed to realize something and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong, Junior Sister?"

“No…it’s okay…”

Han Bing pursed her red lips and forced a smile: "I really envy you, and you have Senior Brother Lu to accompany you."

“Ah~~~”

The big stupid deer immediately let out a deer cry, and the tail behind its butt quickly shook and became a residual shadow.

It was extremely happy that Han Bing actually called it Senior Brother Lu. There was nothing to say, from this moment on, Junior Sister Han Bing, you have gained the recognition of this Senior Brother!

At sunset, everyone returned to their homes.

In the dilapidated house, Han Bing sat there quietly, with suspicion flashing in her eyes. She had an inexplicable feeling that Senior Brother Ning seemed to have just experienced a life-and-death battle.

But Han Bing didn't know the details.

Could it be related to Li Xiu? Impossible. According to legend, the strength of Jianghu warriors lies in their strong bodies. Once a cultivator of the same level is approached by a warrior, it is likely to be dangerous. It may just be my illusion.

After many days, Li Xiu still did not show up.

Han Bing felt a little confused.

…

Late one night, Ning Daoran was snoring loudly in a room twenty feet underground.

Suddenly, a golden sword light shot up into the sky from the No. 78 Lingtian courtyard, and then bloomed into tiny star rain in the air.

The next day, Ning Daoran woke up early in the morning and carried a hoe with the big stupid deer to weed and apply fertilizer.

Not long after, he and Dabenlu noticed that many Chaos Sect disciples appeared in front of Junior Sister Han Bing's courtyard, including some inner disciples wearing white clothes!

"Little Junior Sister, what's this?"

"Fellow Daoist Ning, you don't know yet?"

Zhong Yan, who was wearing a short skirt and had a voluptuous and white figure, smiled and said, "I heard that last night, this little girl Han Bing awakened her innate sword heart. This is a great fortune, and it immediately alarmed the sect's top leaders!"

"The sword's heart is clear..."

Ning Daoran was slightly stunned. This was the high-end realm of sword cultivation. If he remembered correctly, Junior Sister Han Bing had four spiritual roots of the ninth grade, one of which was a golden spiritual root! The sensitivity of that golden spiritual root to spiritual energy was close to the eighth grade, which meant that she now had all the capital to become a sword cultivator! "Just say it..."

He smiled slightly: "How can a lady like my junior sister, who is from a noble family, work like me every day in the fields? She doesn't look like she is suitable for farming."

The charming young woman immediately puffed out her full chest and rolled her eyes at him. It seems that I deserve to farm, right? Reminder: The first name change on Qidian is free, so newbies like me can change their names. (End of this chapter)