Chapter 18 Thoughts Come True (Thanks to the Golden Little Street Leader!)
At this time, Ning Daoran, who was in the late stage of Qi Refining, faced two choices.
One is to hide his cultivation and continue farming in a low profile.
The second is to publicly disclose one's late stage Qi Refining cultivation level, and then one can receive a free copy of "Yan Yang Jue" in the Contribution Hall.
The Yan Yang Jue, like the Chang Qing Jue, is a top-grade yellow-level martial art. As long as one has a fire-attributed spiritual root, one can practice it.
Moreover, the Flame Sun Art was created by Chaos Patriarch himself, and it has something in common with the sword technique. Once it is practiced successfully, the Flame Sun Force in the body can be forced out from the fingertips and transformed into blazing sword energy to attack and kill the target.
Therefore, the brothers and sisters who practiced on the mountain often raised their fingers and pointed their swords at the "biubiubiu" area, making Ning Daoran and Dadu Lu who passed by feel like they saw a god, and shouted "Awesome"! Ning Daoran wanted to practice the dual cultivation of wood and fire in the future, and Yanyang Jue was obviously a shortcut.
But he finally chose to continue farming in a low-key manner. Currently, relying on the Body Tempering Technique of Returning to Basics and the Seventh Level Evergreen Technique, he has been able to become invincible in the same level, so there is no need to be too ambitious.
As for the Flame Sun Art, you can learn it and practice it when your realm reaches a higher level in a few years. After all, the time spent on intensive practice will accumulate with time and will not disappear.
When the time is ripe, he will learn the Yan Yang Jue and return to basics. His real strength is there, and even if others want to control him, they probably won't be able to do so.
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On top of Qiongbi Peak.
Chen Weimo has grown into an eight-year-old girl, running around on the ridges of the fields wearing the skirt made for her by Grandma Yuncui.
"Uncle Ning!"
"Uncle Deer!"
Whenever she saw the man and the deer, the little girl would immediately stand at attention, then rest for a moment, with determination in her eyes.
Ning Daoran smiled naturally and touched her little head: "Not bad, not bad, take it as a reward!"
Either reward her with some fruit or take her to the backyard to fish.
Chen Weimo loves to go fishing. In the evening, her mother-in-law will prepare a very delicious fish dinner for her. The little girl looks beautiful on the outside, but she is a greedy cat on the inside.
"Ning Daoran, please don't spoil her too much..."
Every time Granny Yuncui saw Chen Weimo carrying the fish out with a willow branch, she would always smile and say, "That spiritual fish is very valuable. It's not easy for you to raise it. You'd better take more to the market to sell for spiritual stones. Chen Weimo can just eat some ordinary small fish and shrimps."
"It's okay, mother-in-law. My fish pond has a high yield, so we don't need Chen Weimo's bite."
So, Grandma Yuncui smiled and nodded, but she knew in her heart that she owed many favors.
Chen Weimo is lucky, as he also has spiritual roots, but they are only level eight and five spiritual roots. With such aptitude, it is probably hopeless for him to build a foundation in this lifetime. However, with the nourishment of spiritual fish and spiritual rice, he may be able to reach the late stage of Qi Refining, which is actually enough.
Spiritual Field No. 78.
Ma Quan had saved up some spirit stones and was already quite satisfied.
His aptitude was extremely poor, so he didn't have to think about building a foundation at all. He always came to the ridge of the field with spirit stones in his pocket.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, there are some shacks to the east of the market town. Some beautiful women live in them. Do you know what they do?"
"Know."
Ning Daoran looked indifferent: "They are a group of ambitious women with very poor spiritual roots, but who are willing to sell their bodies in order to seek the great way..."
Ma Quan was stunned, and felt a little confused by what he said.
"Fellow Daoist Ning is twenty years old, at the age of full vigor and vitality. Do you want to go with me and feel the tenderness of the fairies?"
Ma Quanyou licked his lips and said, "I often take care of the business of a fairy named Xihan. If you want to go, I can give you a chance to experience the feeling of ecstasy..."
"Old Ma."
Ning Daoran said seriously, "Are you not interested because no one is going with you?"
"ah?"
Ma Quanyou's old face turned red, and he bowed and left.
It seems that it is impossible to drag the outer disciples into the water.
No. 80 Lingtian.
Hong Ming and Zhong Yan have been in love for several years. Hong Ming dotes on Zhong Yan and always responds to her requests. Zhong Yan also serves Hong Ming wholeheartedly.
But sometimes when she was standing on the ridge of the field and staring into the distance, a little bit of nostalgia and hatred would reveal in Zhong Yan's eyes.
No. 81 Lingtian.
The spiritual farmer named Huangshan still farmed during the day and practiced hard at night, but his cultivation had not improved at all in several years.
…
On this day, the sky was gloomy and dark clouds were rolling in, and it looked like a rainstorm was about to come.
In the evening, inside a secret room twenty feet deep.
While Ning Daoran was practicing pushing the pole, he used the tamed titmouse to understand the situation in the mountains and outside.
Outside the mountain gate, two men in plain clothes had been wandering around for two days, and everything about them was strange.
Finally, when Ning Daoran rode a tit to observe closely, he heard their conversation.
"Boss, is the clue real? Was the person who killed the Third Master seven years ago really from the Chaos Sect?"
"Second brother, the first and second bosses sent us here to investigate this matter. Why are you asking me these questions? The clues lead all the way to the Chaos Sect.
We just need to find someone to check the records in their tribute hall, and we will naturally know who passed through Qingniu Town on the day when the third master died."
A fierce look flashed across his eyes. "The boss said that as long as we find out who is suspicious, we can do it. We naturally cannot afford to offend the Chaos Sect, but as long as this person leaves the sect, we will have a chance to catch him outside. Whether he is secretly skinned or not, it is up to us!"
"Since you don't really want to provoke the Chaos Sect, then I'll think of another way. I do know a few friends... It shouldn't be difficult to get some information from the Chaos Sect."
…
The bandits from Black Wind Village actually showed up to our door. How arrogant!
Ning Daoran walked out of the mountain gate alone.
In the dense forest, two knife strikes easily knocked down the two bandits, and then searched their souls!
Under the soul-searching technique of returning to its original state, the figures of the leader and the second-in-command of the Black Wind Village appeared in his mind.
It turned out that the third in command was the younger brother of the favorite concubine of the first in command, and he rose to the position through nepotism. After the third in command died, the concubine was in a bad mood for a long time.
The big boss doted on this concubine so much that he couldn't bear to force himself on her no matter how anxious he was. Over the years, he kept sending people to investigate and finally got the news recently that someone from the Chaos Sect passed by the forest that day.
Soon, the investigation will be led back to Ning Daoran.
"Oh my god... this isn't good!"
Ning Daoran shot them to death one by one. Although these two bandits had never killed anyone, they had done many things to help the evildoers, so their deaths did not deserve pity.
Late at night, Lingtian Courtyard No. 77.
After Ning Daoran told Dabenlu about this, he felt even more uneasy.
There was a thunderstorm outside, and Ning Daoran couldn't sleep even more.
He stood up and practiced pushing the pole to improve his cultivation, but he could not enter into a state of meditation.
Without it, thoughts will not be clear!
Ning Daoran made a decision at once. He suddenly stood up and woke up the big stupid deer. He said in a deep voice, "Old Deer, someone is targeting us brothers and wants to kill us. Can you tolerate this?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6-9!
“Ah~~~”
The big stupid deer let out a long neigh, and dozens of cross-shaped blue veins popped up on his forehead. Of course, he couldn't stand it, so he had to strike first! "Old deer, take your gear and get down the mountain!"
Ning Daoran immediately spent more than 4,000 years of intensive practice to perfect the two "trivial skills" of invisibility and sound absorption. After that, he put the Qinglong Spear on the big stupid deer's back and went out with an umbrella.
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After leaving Chaos Sect, he immediately changed into another set of clothes.
He was wearing a black shirt, a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and holding a Qinglong spear in his hand.
At this moment, Ning Daoran looked like a chivalrous hero.
After running for hundreds of miles, dots of lights appeared on the distant mountains. That was the Black Wind Village.
"Old deer."
Ning Daoran touched the rain-soaked neck of the big stupid deer and said softly, "I will sneak into the village alone. You use the underground escape technique to follow me. Don't follow too close. Unless I fail, don't make a move. Remember?"
“Ah~~~”
The big stupid deer called out softly, saying, "Don't worry, brother, I understand."
So, in the pouring rain, Ning Daoran performed the three perfect-level skills of breath concealment, invisibility and sound absorption. His figure seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant and he sneaked directly into the mountain village.
The big stupid deer raised its front hooves and crashed its entire body directly into the ground. The mountain deer's innate ability to escape underground is indeed mysterious.
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Black Wind Village is a powerful village with a mighty influence over the area within a radius of hundreds of miles.
It is said that the eldest master is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and the second master is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. They are notorious in the surrounding area. Their names are so vicious that they can stop babies from crying! During the day, Black Wind Village looted a caravan and made a lot of gains. A celebration banquet was just held.
In the heavy rain, a figure holding an umbrella staggered towards the wing room.
It was the second in command.
After eating and drinking, he just wanted to go back to his room and take care of the two concubines.
"Haruka, Qiuyue, I'm here."
Stepping under the eaves, he folded his umbrella and threw it aside, only to find that there was no light in the room.
"You don't even turn on the lights, do you not want me to come back?"
At the banquet just now, the second in command was already angry because he was ridiculed by the first in command.
When he saw that the two concubines didn't light the lights and wait, he suddenly became furious.
"Damn it, open the door for me!"
The second in command kicked the door, breaking the bolt immediately, and a gust of cold wind quickly rushed into the room.
No one responded.
"Why, they all fell asleep?!"
The second in command naturally did not expect that someone could actually sneak into the mountain village. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he strode into the house.
The moment he entered the room, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and then most of the drunkenness in his body disappeared instantly!
In the dark room, a figure jumped upside down and hung nimbly on the beam. Then a black object came towards him with a sharp sound of breaking wind!
The blood and qi surged, and Ning Daoran's arm muscles were tense, and he was already exerting all his strength to launch this attack! "What..."
The second in command felt like he was falling into an icy cave. He had no time to dodge and felt his face go numb, then he lost all feeling.
The force of the shot was so strong that it smashed the second in command's head into pieces! In the room, two beautiful concubines were sleeping on the bed, both of them were hit by the soul-searching technique.
Ning Daoran closed the door and searched the second in command's body. He then took out all of the second in command's belongings from under the stove and disappeared in the night and heavy rain in a flash.
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Deep in the mountain village, there is the most luxurious attic, where the boss lives.
The eldest boss is a great cultivator who is close to perfection in the ninth level of Qi Refining. Unlike the second in command, he is only devoted to his concubine. However, he doesn't allow himself to touch his concubine recently. This is good as he doesn't have to delay his cultivation because of women.
At this time, the boss who had just returned from the banquet shook his body lightly, and spiritual power surged throughout his body, dispersing most of the smell of alcohol. Then he stepped on the stairs and walked towards the training room in the attic step by step.
The dead of night is the best time to practice martial arts.
“Squeak…”
The moment the door was opened, there was a sharp and high-pitched sound of breaking through the air, like the long roar of a wild beast, and a residual shadow rushed straight to the face of the boss!
“Not good!”
In an instant, the boss's eyelids twitched and the air wave pressed down on his face, causing it to twist drastically.
(End of this chapter)