Chapter 28: Yuzhu Lingjian

One day, the junior sister came to visit.

Han Bing has now grown into a graceful young girl. She is wearing a white flowing cloud skirt from the inner gate, holding a long sword in her hand, and has a pretty face as delicate as jade, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

I heard that many brothers in the inner sect have developed a crush on her, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.

"Senior Brother Ning!"

Han Bing sat down in the living room with ventilation on both sides and said with a smile: "I took some time out of my busy schedule to come and taste my senior brother's cooking. I want to eat braised spiritual fish and steamed green bamboo spiritual rice. Thank you for your help, senior brother!"

"Why did you order food?"

Ning Daoran scratched his head: "Old Deer, go cook two dishes for Junior Sister!"

As he spoke, he went to the backyard pond to catch fish.

"Little Blackie, give me a three-jin spiritual fish, I want a herring."

Ripples surged in the water. Driven by a large black fish in the early stage of the first stage, a three-pound spirit fish jumped onto the shore on its own initiative, with despair in its eyes.

On the side, Han Bing squatted by the pond, holding his chin and watching with interest.

Just like going back to her childhood, she, the little junior sister, also watched her senior brother do all kinds of strange things.

Ning Daoran scraped the scales and removed the dirt, and heated the oil in a pan with great skill.

Big Dumb Deer had already started cooking with a big spoon. They were all some rustic dishes. Although the ingredients were simple, the taste was amazing.

Ning Daoran made an exception and took out a pot of spiritual wine stored in the basement to enjoy with his junior sister.

Not long after, the two men and the deer had dinner together.

Han Bing took a few sips of the wine and her little face turned red.

It’s still more fun to have a meal with my senior brothers, without any restraint.

"Junior sister."

Ning Daoran looked at her and said, "How about practicing on Ziyun Peak? I heard that you have already practiced the Ziyun Sword Technique to the fourth level, is that right?"

"Well, I just entered the fourth level."

Han Bing smiled dimples: "I will start my retreat tomorrow to reach the late stage of Qi Refining. Brother, why are you still at the fourth level of Qi Refining? You should work harder. I want to live forever with you."

"Haha, I'll try my best, I'll try my best, haha..."

Ning Daoran, who had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, nodded repeatedly.

After eating and drinking their fill, Ning Daoran and the big stupid deer touched their bellies, looking very satisfied. Then they looked at each other and began to compete in endurance to see who would wash the dishes.

"Brother Lu..."

Han Bing pursed her red lips and smiled lightly: "I have a few words to say to my senior brother, or...you go wash the dishes first?"

“Ah~~~”

The big stupid deer let out a soft cry, swept its hooves, and went to the backyard carrying a pile of bowls and dishes.

"Brother."

Han Bing tapped the storage bag lightly, and a green light suddenly floated out. She smiled slightly: "Last time I went out for training with my brothers and sisters, I accidentally got a treasure that is just right for you, brother."

It was a emerald green bamboo slip that looked like a bamboo joint, with a thick scent and rich spiritual energy.

"This is a Jade Bamboo Spirit Tablet, a first-class upper-grade magical instrument, mainly for defense. After refining it, it can be transformed into a Jade Bamboo Spirit Tablet to protect the body."

Han Bing said softly: "If you go out to gain experience in the future, this item will definitely be useful to you."

"Junior sister."

Ning Daoran frowned slightly: "You are now in the middle stage of Qi Refining, this Yuzhu Lingjian is also suitable for you, so you don't have to give it to me.

I also heard that Master Ning Qing of Ziyun Peak has three true disciples, and she may not be able to give you too many resources, so it is better for you to keep them for yourself."

“Senior Brother!”

Han Bing's tone became more serious, and he said: "My kindness, senior brother, you don't have to refuse..."

Her beautiful eyes were like water, and she looked at him steadily: "Brother, you should know that Han Bing has long regarded you as a real brother in his heart. I don't want to... I don't want to see you stagnate in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

As long as it can help Senior Brother improve his cultivation, Han Bing is willing to do it! "

Ning Daoran felt a little panicked.

What the junior sister said today was a little hard for him to accept. After all, he only planned to achieve immortality with the old deer and the deer, but he had no plans to have a Taoist companion.

He was practicing the Changqing Jue. After a large amount of time and effort in practicing it, he was able to elevate the Changqing Jue to an unimaginable level, so his life span must be very long.

In this case, if you really find a Taoist partner, will you have to watch your Taoist partner die in front of you? Since this kind of pain can be predicted, it should be avoided as soon as possible.

"knew."

He gently accepted the Yuzhu Lingjian and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister. When I become successful, I will give you something good too!"

Han Bing couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't intend to ask for anything in return when I gave something to you, Senior Brother."

Ning Daoran didn't say much, but before Han Bing left, he stuffed a hundred kilograms of green bamboo rice into her hands, telling her not to make herself suffer and to come back after she had eaten, as there was plenty of it.

…

A secret room twenty feet deep underground.

Ning Daoran practiced the Changqing Jue to refine the Yuzhu Lingjian.

Under the impetus of magic power, the Yuzhu Spirit Tablet burst into a dazzling green light, and then turned into emerald green tablets that lingered around the body, just like forming a spiritual shield, providing an extra layer of protection for himself!

Good stuff! Han Bing's gift of the Yuzhu Lingjian is actually quite insightful.

Because Ning Daoran practiced the wood-attributed Changqing Jue, the Yuzhu Lingjian was more compatible with him. After being infused with the power of the Changqing Jue, the Yuzhu Lingjian's defense could be increased by at least an additional 30%, almost reaching the level of a top-grade magic weapon!

In addition to the silver-scale inner armor, he also had a jade bamboo spirit tablet. At this moment, his defensive ability must have been among the best among the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

He held the Yuzhu Lingjian happily, feeling very confident.

From today on, my safety index in the world of immortal cultivation has improved a lot! ...

A few days later.

The blood of the big stupid deer was eaten up, and the white Tai Sui ate its meat too quickly.

Ning Daoran went down the mountain again and headed to the black market behind Huanglongfang Market.

As usual, he was wearing the uniform of an outer disciple of the Chaos Sect, which was a layer of protection for him. Moreover, many people knew that the big stupid deer was practicing the secrets of spiritual beasts, so there was no need to hide this matter.

Black market, butcher shop.

"My friend is here again?"

Fatty Wang moved his huge body that looked like a meat mountain, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "This time, we still want... white meat?"

"Um."

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Ning Daoran nodded, patted his storage bag and took out a hundred spirit stones, saying, "Boss, give me two hundred kilograms of white meat. Buy a little more this time so I don't have to run back and forth..."

“Tsk tsk.”

Fatty Wang smiled meaningfully and said, "It seems that you value that spirit deer very much, otherwise you wouldn't have spent so much money to hone its cultivation. Could it be that you really want to tame it into a second-level spirit beast? The method of taming high-level spirit beasts was lost in Qingzhou when the Beast Taming Sect was destroyed."

Ning Daoran smiled calmly: "I met the old deer in the countryside before I could draw Qi into my body, so... the old deer is like a relative of mine. It is worth spending any amount of money on it."

Fatty Wang said no more, cut two hundred kilograms of white Tai Sui meat, and placed the heavy bloody food on the chopping board.

Ning Daoran lightly patted the storage bag, and his magic power flew out and rolled up the Tai Sui meat, sending it all into the storage bag.

"Let's go, boss."

He turned and left the butcher shop and returned to the sect.

…

Inside the butcher shop.

A thin man with very high cheekbones stood among them, with the magical power of the eighth level of Qi Refining surging in his body. His eyes looked at the direction where Ning Daoran disappeared with extremely sinister eyes.

"He is an outer disciple of the Chaos Sect, and he can grow second-level spiritual rice. You'd better not have any ideas about him."

Fatty Wang sneered, "It would be better if you died without knowing how you died, and in the end I would be implicated as well."

"A mere Qi Refining Level 4."

The thin man's eyes were full of greed. "He was able to take out a hundred spirit stones in one go to buy monster meat, which means he has at least a thousand spirit stones in his storage bag. He is the one who wants to die. Who can he blame?"

"Are you really going to do it?"

Fatty Wang's eyes turned cold. "He is my old customer. He just finished the transaction with us and something went wrong. Feng Zhilou will definitely find out about me. Listen to my brother's good advice and don't try to take advantage of him."

"The surname is Wang."

The thin man suddenly released spiritual pressure within a range of several meters, which immediately forced Fatty Wang, who was in the early stage of Qi Refining, to retreat several steps and his face turned pale.

"You and I usually call each other brothers, and I often help you with your affairs, but you actually want to stop me when I am in such a situation. Do you know that this is a vengeance?"

His eyes were cold. "I heard that you have eight wives and concubines, and more than ten children. You don't really want to risk your entire fortune to protect this kid, do you? Don't worry, I won't do it near the market. I will definitely wait until he is far away, and I will never implicate you. After finishing this business, I will disappear for at least half a year. Just think that I have never been here."

Fatty Wang's forehead was covered with sweat. "Since you have made up your mind, then go out the back door and don't implicate me. Also, don't say I didn't tell you that this guy has a relationship with the Huang family in Fengzhi Tower. You'd better think about it again!"

"eventful!"

The thin man sneered and disappeared through the back door.

…

Green Bamboo Forest, a bamboo forest of dozens of miles between Chaos Sect and Huanglongfang City.

Ning Daoran walked slowly forward on a magical instrument, a green bamboo leaf.

He was not in a hurry to return to the mountain gate, as if he was waiting for someone.

Just now at the butcher's shop, Ning Daoran's spiritual sense detected a man at the seventh level of Qi Refining hiding in the inner room.

Just when he took out a hundred spirit stones, the fluctuation of that aura became obviously very strong, and it was obvious that he was moved.

The world of cultivating immortals is dangerous, and Ning Daoran is walking on thin ice, but this only applies to the fact that he will not take the initiative to cause trouble. If trouble has already set its sights on him, he will never shrink back, but will resolve the trouble as soon as possible and once and for all!

“Swish!”

In the distance, a flying magical weapon broke through the air.

Sure enough, the man came.

The thin man covered his face with a sinister look, looking down at him: "Leave the storage bag, and you can avoid death."

"Yeah?"

Ning Daoran raised his lips and said, "I'm afraid that even if I hand over the storage bag, you will still kill me. You said this just to make me relax my guard, right?"

"How clever."

The thin man sneered and said, "People who are too smart die early. This is called "too smart will lead to harm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body spun, and a soft sword came out of its sheath at his waist. The blade was wrapped with magic power and instantly swept towards Ning Daoran's waist. His movements were smooth and flowing, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had killed someone in this way.

(End of this chapter)