Chapter 165: Sitting in Huanglongfang City

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

This year, Ning Daoran was 120 years old.

Qiongbi Peak, No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard, insect house.

Along with the sound of gnawing on the spiritual herbs, a dense group of fire-eating ants slowly vibrated their wings, and flames flickered all over their bodies, like a group of fireflies.

"not bad."

Ning Daoran looked at the pile of broken legs of fire ants on the ground and nodded with satisfaction.

After a period of massive reproduction and mutual slaughter, the number of a new batch of slightly advanced fire ants reached two thousand.

Such a number is already quite rare.

If commanded to launch an attack, ordinary Jindan would find it extremely difficult to deal with it.

What's more, the spirit insect is just one of Ning Daoran's means.

He also has various means such as the White Deer, Little Blackie, paper figures, formations, magic weapons, etc. Such a powerful foundation, coupled with his cautious personality, is the reason why Ning Daoran can survive to this day in this extremely dangerous world of immortal cultivation.

"Junior Brother Ning!"

Lin Sheng’s voice came from outside the small cloud formation.

Ning Daoran immediately walked out of the insect room and opened the small cloud and mist formation, but found that not only Lin Sheng, but also Han Bing and Lin Yun were outside.

"Uncle Ning!"

Lin Yun greeted him with a smile.

Ning Daoran also smiled and nodded: "Come in."

Everyone sat down around the small table. Chen Weimo and Chen Yuzhu quickly served them fragrant tea, and then returned upstairs to practice.

Ning Daoran cast a ban and said, "Tell me, what's the situation with the beast tide?"

Half a year ago, the monsters in the depths of the Huanglong Mountains launched another beast tide, and this time they directly crossed the northern defense line of the major sects in the Qingzhou cultivation world and appeared within a thousand miles of the Chaos Sect.

It is said that it was the middle-stage third-order demon king of the Silver Fox clan who launched this beast tide, and gathered ten demon armies in one go, including some early-stage and even middle-stage third-order demon kings.

Therefore, this beast tide was extremely fierce and posed a direct and fatal threat to all major sects in the Qingzhou cultivation world.

Even the Zhenxian Tower of the Qingzhou government sent out a martial immortal and a group of captains to fight, but the beast tide was too large in number, and these imperial court manpower were just a drop in the bucket.

“Very pessimistic.”

Lin Sheng frowned and said, "I estimate that they will reach the gate of Chaos Sect in one or two days. The number and attack intensity of the beast tide this time are unprecedented. In the end, I am afraid we can only rely on the mountain protection formation to resist."

“It has come to this…”

Ning Daoran was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Are there any movements from other sects?"

"No."

Lin Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "Nowadays, everyone is busy cleaning up their own mess. How can they bother to care about other people's problems? Even the Chaos Sect is already like this. The Xingyue Pavilion, the Gangmen Sect, the Ziyun Sect and other sects are even more stretched."

"Where is the Jiuyun Sect?"

Ning Daoran took a sip of tea and said, "Fenhai Sect is a subordinate sect of Jiuyun Sect. Now that Fenhai Sect is surrounded by the beast tide, doesn't Jiuyun Sect have an explanation? At least they should send a golden elixir over, right?"

"No."

Han Bing pursed her red lips and said, "Several sects in Kuizhou had a small-scale war because of a dispute over a spirit stone mine. Now the Jiuyun Sect is deeply involved in it and can't care about so much."

"Qingzhou is about to be conquered by the beast tide, and the human cultivation community in Kuizhou is still fighting among themselves?" Ning Daoran looked helpless.

"Humph, how could they care about Qingzhou's life or death?"

Lin Yun sneered, "Uncle Ning, you don't know this, I heard from several foundation-building cultivators in Kuizhou that several major sects in Kuizhou wish Qingzhou would be destroyed by the demon race.

In this way, they can go westwards to retake the Qingzhou Xiuxian world. On the one hand, they can gain fame, and on the other hand, they can gain resources. Anyway, the spirit stone mines and monsters cannot take them away. "

"Indeed."

Lin Sheng's eyes were cold, and he said, "I have heard of this as well. I even heard that the Nine Cloud Sect wanted to use this beast tide to destroy our Chaos Sect, so that it would be more convenient for them to cross the state and preside over all major events in the Qingzhou cultivation world."

"What a big appetite."

Ning Daoran frowned: "I think that a sect like the Jiuyun Sect that only cares about itself will not last long in the end. Justice is in the hearts of the people. The cultivators in the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World have sharp eyes."

"Um."

Han Bing nodded slightly. She felt that what Senior Brother Ning said was absolutely right.

…

Not long after, a figure appeared outside the small cloud and mist formation.

It was none other than the great elder Yang Yan.

"You three are here, that's great."

Gong Yangyan sat down without hesitation, picked up a cup of tea and drank it all, frowning and said: "The situation of the beast tide is getting worse and worse. The army of cultivators arranged by the sect on the front line is almost unable to resist. At most the day after tomorrow, the beast tide will reach the Chaos Sect."

"Master, is it really that fast?" Lin Sheng was shocked.

"Um."

The Great Elder said, "I have discussed this with the Sect Master. Since the beast tide will definitely attack, we must prepare early. We cannot lose the Chaos Sect or the Huanglong Market."

He looked at everyone and said, "The Sect Master has decided that Junior Sister Ning Qing will lead four foundation builders to garrison Huanglongfang City. I think it would be better for the four of you to follow Junior Sister Ning Qing."

As usual, the sect would dispatch at least ten foundation-building practitioners to garrison Huanglongfang City. However, the Qingzhou cultivation world has been too chaotic recently, and the Chaos Sect has suffered heavy losses in its foundation-building operations, and is already seriously short of manpower.

"Um!"

The Great Elder gave the order, and several foundation-building cultivators nodded immediately.

"Be careful."

Gong Yangyan gently patted Ning Daoran and Lin Sheng on the shoulders and said, "The defense formation of Huanglongfang City is relatively solid, and with Junior Sister Ning Qing here, nothing serious should happen. In short, take care of yourselves."

Afterwards, Gongyang Yan came and went in a hurry and left soon.

"There is no time to lose."

Ning Daoran said, "We will pack our bags right away, make preparations, come to my place before dawn tomorrow, and go to Huanglongfang City to guard it together."

"good!"

That night, Qiongbi Peak was brightly lit.

Under duress, the peak master Ning Daoran once again commanded everyone to move their families to the inner mountain. Even most of the spirit fish and fish fry in the fish pond were temporarily put into the spirit beast bags.

Dozens of spirit beast bags are bulging, enough to provide a solid foundation.

Chen Weimo, Chen Yuzhu, Zhou Wuyou, Qin Wenyao, Huang Yu and others also moved all the things they could and headed for the inner mountains to take refuge.

In the blink of an eye, the lonely peak was empty.

Ning Daoran left behind a Grade A paper figure, twenty Grade B paper figures, plus a small green bamboo formation and a blood-transforming soul-chasing formation to guard his home. If any monsters came, those that were not too strong could basically be killed.

…

The next morning.

Han Bing, Lin Sheng, and Lin Yun led hundreds of inner and outer disciples. They all flew up and headed for Huanglongfang Market.

morning.

Huanglongfang Market is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. Everyone is in danger. Most shops are locked and all protective formations that can be opened have been activated, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Ning Qing appeared hurriedly, gave some instructions, and then went out with a sword to kill the monster.

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

This Jindan sword cultivator has extremely strong killing power and is known as the sharpest sword in the Chaos Sect. Therefore, instead of letting her defend Huanglongfang City to death, it is better to let her wait for an opportunity to act, which will allow her to better display her characteristics.

Before Ning Qing left, Ning Daoran sent a message to tell her that she must be extra careful and carefully consider every time she attacks whether it is a trap set by the demon clan.

At that time, Ning Qing chuckled, but her charm was still there.

Wind Stop Tower.

The Chaos Sect was located at the command center of Huanglongfang City. Ning Daoran and the other four foundation-building masters stayed here and only sent out disciples to various places to gather information.

Afternoon.

The sky gradually became gloomy, and there was a feeling that a storm was about to come.

Ning Daoran stood by the window of Fengzhi Tower, frowning and saying nothing. The wind outside rushed in fiercely, making his heart slightly numb.

"Masters, something happened!"

An inner sect disciple flew into the building from the window and said in a deep voice, "A large number of snake monsters have appeared in the south of the market, including several second-level snake monsters. They are extremely troublesome!"

"knew."

Ning Daoran nodded and said, "Junior Sister, Lin Yun, you stay at Fengzhi Tower, Senior Brother Lin and I will go over and take a look."

“Senior Brother!”

Han Bing frowned and said, "How about...I go?"

She was a little worried. After all, there was a second-level monster among the snake monsters, and Ning Daoran was only in the early stage of foundation building. In fact, it would be safer for her, who was in the late stage of foundation building, to go there.

"The Fengzhi Tower cannot be left unattended."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "Senior Brother Lin and I, together with Old Deer, are enough to handle everything. Junior Sister, send some people to check if there are any independent cultivators out there. If there are none, prepare to activate the formation."

"I understand. Brother, please be careful~~"

At the side, Lin Sheng touched his nose. This junior sister was too partial. Why didn’t she let him be more careful?

The next moment, three beams of light broke through the air and flew away.

…

South of Huanglongfang City.

Screams were heard one after another from a simple shack on the edge of the market town. A group of snake demons that had not yet fully transformed jumped into the market town and were killing people.

Not far away, a late-stage first-level snake demon with two legs and two arms entered the shack holding a knife. The next moment, he walked out with the bloody knife in his hand, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly burped.

"laugh!"

With the sound of breaking wind, a silver moon sword flew by, leaving a bloody hole on the snake demon's head.

"You...I..."

The snake demon was stunned. Before he noticed the other party, he had already turned into a corpse.

"Asshole!"

Lin Sheng fell from the air, and a punch filled with true yang flames landed on the forehead of a first-stage intermediate snake demon, directly blasting its brains everywhere.

“Ahhh~~~”

On the ground, the big stupid deer turned into a ray of silver light and rushed past. Its huge antlers pierced continuously, and in a blink of an eye, seven or eight snake monsters were struggling and wailing on the antlers.

As the big stupid deer shook its head gently, the bodies of a group of snake monsters were all shattered!

…

"careful!"

Lin Sheng suddenly became alert, and a strong demonic aura rose from the ground.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the roof of a blue brick and tile house on the ground shattered instantly, followed by a strong demonic aura rising into the sky. It was actually a second-stage early stage snake demon, holding a spear in its hand, and stabbed straight at Ning Daoran's chin.

"die!"

The snake demon's eyes were filled with ferocity and cruelty.

In a flash, Ning Daoran suddenly raised his head, and the opponent's spear immediately passed along his chin, which seemed extremely thrilling.

"Brother Ning, be careful!"

Lin Sheng came at a rapid speed. He knew that Junior Brother Ning was not good at fighting.

“Pah~~”

Ning Daoran gently grabbed the snake demon's tail, then used 10% of his strength to swing the snake demon's body in the air with a "buzzing" sound, leaving a series of circular afterimages, and then threw it hard to the ground!

"Bang!"

The snake demon smashed the bricks and tiles and looked very miserable.

Before it could get up, a golden rope fell from the sky and tied it up tightly. It was Ning Daoran's second-level spiritual weapon, the golden rope!

"Old deer! Senior Brother Lin! Kill it!"

(End of this chapter)