Chapter 334: Demon Sealing Array

"Little Junior Sister is very good."

Ning Daoran reported the good news but not the bad news, "She is still the sect master, sitting in the Chaos Sect."

"That's good."

Ning Qing smiled and nodded.

Ning Daoran turned to look at Lin Qing'er, frowned and said: "Grandmaster, I didn't find the remains of the senior sister. What happened here that year? How is the senior sister?"

"rest assured."

Lin Qing'er said, "Jiang Yu should be fine. When we were surrounded here, Senior Shen, who was at the Spiritualization Stage, took action. But the situation was dangerous at the time, and he only saved Jiang Yu. Logically, Jiang Yu should have returned to the sect. Didn't she go back?"

"No."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "What's the name of the Senior Shen that Grandmaster mentioned?"

"Shen Haoran."

Lin Qing'er said: "He is one of the top cultivators in the Spiritualization Stage of our Xia Country. This doesn't make sense. Jiang Yu did not return to the Chaos Sect. Could it be that he encountered something else and was delayed?"

She frowned slightly and said, "Ning Daoran, if you succeed in becoming a spirit in the future, go and ask Senior Shen about Jiang Yu's whereabouts."

"Um."

Ning Daoran nodded, feeling a little confused as his senior sister's whereabouts were unknown.

"As for what happened back then..."

Lin Qing'er groaned and said, "The war between Xia Kingdom and Sangyu Kingdom in the immortal cultivation world is quite tragic. Although our Xia Kingdom is gradually gaining the upper hand, its own losses are also huge. If the God Transformation Stage and the Immortal Killing Tower do not intervene, we do not have an absolute chance of winning against Sangyu Kingdom.

After a bloody battle, our Chaos Sect and fellow Taoists from several other immortal sects came here to hunt down two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Sangyu Kingdom. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden movement underground, followed by a large amount of black tides. The black tides had a strong suppressive force on the cultivators' mana, but what was even more deadly was the monsters that appeared with the black tides. "

"Is it this thing?"

Ning Daoran spread out his five fingers, and the Soul Refining Tower spiraled above his palm. At the bottom of the tower, a suppressed monster appeared.

"ah?!"

The eldest elder, Yang Yan, was stunned: "You kid... you actually caught one alive? You are amazing..."

"well!"

Ning Daoran was somewhat speechless: "During my battle with this thing, I found that it was not harmed by any of the five elements, whether it was gold, wood, water, fire, earth, or thunder, ice, wind, darkness, and space. This thing seemed to be something that was not in the five elements, and it was extremely difficult to deal with."

"This thing is called the Crimson Demon." Lin Qing'er said.

"Jiang Mo?"

Ning Daoran was slightly startled. It was the first time he heard this name.

"That's right."

Lin Qing'er said, "That's what those gods said. The Crimson Demon itself is not a creature from the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Cultivation World, so it is not one of the five elements. It is said that this creature is a spirit condensed by will, not a human, not a fairy, not a demon, but a creature from outer space. Ning Daoran, has the Black Tide shown any signs of expanding again after all these years?"

“Not yet.”

"That's good."

"Ning boy!"

The elder Gong Yang Yan smiled and said, "Now that you can capture a crimson demon alive, you must have a very high level of cultivation. How is your cultivation of the True Yang Furnace Art going?"

"That's something to say."

Ning Daoran said, "Reporting to the Great Elder, the True Yang Furnace Art of our Chaos Sect back then was only the first three chapters of the Nine Yang Furnace Art, the sect-protecting secret of the Lie Yang Dao Palace. There are three more chapters that we don't have. In the past few decades, I happened to be living under someone else's roof and sneaked into the Lie Yang Dao Palace to practice. I also took this opportunity to learn the complete Nine Yang Furnace Art. Would the Great Elder like to take a look?"

"Of course I want to see it!"

Gong Yangyan quickly rubbed his eyes, then crossed his arms and posed like a senior master, and said with a smile: "Let's start, show it to your uncle!"

"yes!"

Ning Daoran took a step forward, and suddenly flames gushed out of his whole body. His body turned into a blazing hot furnace. Surrounded by wisps of Nine Yang Extreme Flames, huge suns rose into the sky behind him, and instantly formed a scene of nine suns in the same sky!

"Wow……"

The eldest elder Yang Yan was completely shocked. This was a realm he could never reach.

"very nice."

Lin Xingyuan smiled calmly: "Ning boy, how have you been these years?"

"Reporting to the Second Elder, after forming the elixir, Old Deer and I left the sect and traveled around the world. We passed through Red Leaf Valley, White Dragon Fairy City, Longwu Mountain in Jicheng, Lieyang Taoist Palace in Kuizhou, and other places. We saw many landscapes and improved our cultivation a lot."

“Ahhh~~~”

On the side, the big stupid deer also let out a cry, indicating that things are different now.

“Very good!”

Gong Yangyan said: "Ning boy, although you are no longer a member of the Chaos Sect, you must not forget your roots. You must always remember to take care of the Chaos Sect!"

“It’s natural.”

Ning Daoran said in a deep voice: "If I hadn't been thinking about the Chaos Sect, I wouldn't be here."

"Ning Daoran."

Lin Qing'er asked, "Can you bring our bodies back to the sect for burial?"

"Yes, disciple obeys your command."

Ning Daoran clasped his fists and bowed his head, then took out a few branches and said, "The journey is long, and the souls of our master and several uncles have been severely damaged over the past hundred years. I'm afraid they can't withstand the bumps of tens of thousands of miles, so I cut down some branches with extremely heavy yin energy. Please let the souls of our master and several uncles stay in the branches temporarily, so that I can bring your souls back to the sect."

"Is this... the Tianshuang Glass Tree? Judging from its appearance, it must be at least 20,000 years old, right?" Lin Qing'er's eyes lit up.

"Master is indeed knowledgeable and experienced. It is the Sky Frost Glazed Tree."

Ning Daoran said, "There is no time to lose. Please come in quickly so that I can free my hands to break the ice and take everyone's bodies back to the sect for burial."

"Um!"

Several souls drilled into the branches one after another.

Ning Daoran took out the Big Blue Dragon and together with the Big Dumb Deer, they chiseled open the black ice and quickly took out several corpses and put them into a specially prepared storage bag. Just when they were taking out the last corpse of Lin Qing'er, a violent wave suddenly came from underground.

"not good!"

Ning Daoran hurriedly put Lin Qing'er's body into the storage bag and looked towards the ground. He saw countless black mists gushing out from the cracks in the black ice, followed by sharp sounds. Soon, he could see the figures of crimson demons, who had just awakened from a long sleep and were rushing towards him, roaring wildly and killing him!

"Old deer, go!"

Ning Daoran turned and left, and the big stupid deer followed.

For a moment, there was a constant roar from underground, as if a major earthquake had occurred. Ning Daoran and the big stupid deer ran away without even looking back!

The moment he rushed out of the black ice, he sensed the presence of a Nascent Soul aura above him.

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

This breath seems somewhat familiar!

"Old deer, full speed!"

Ning Daoran turned into a flash of light and rushed straight into the passage that he had previously dug out in the five-colored ice layer. At the moment he rushed out of the ice layer, the figure of an old man in a fluttering gray robe appeared underground in front of him.

"Why is it you?!"

The old man shuddered slightly.

Ning Daoran also saw clearly that this person was actually Long Xingtian, the deputy master of the Immortal-killing Tower, a great cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Apart from Shen Luoyan, he was one of the few people in the Immortal-killing Tower who knew his identity.

"Ning boy, what happened underground?" Long Xingtian asked loudly.

"The black tide is coming back again!"

Ning Daoran said in a deep voice: "Crimson Demon, many Crimson Demons are rushing out?"

"ah?!"

Long Xingtian's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Go quickly, I'll hold them off for a while!"

"Okay, thank you, Deputy OP!"

Ning Daoran grabbed the big stupid deer's antlers and dragged it, turning into a ray of light and rushing straight to the ground.

The moment it rushed to the surface, it heard a rumbling sound coming from below, and then the power of the formation began to stir in all directions of the glacier. Formation flags rushed out of the surface and formed a huge formation image in the air. With a shout from Long Xingtian underground, the formation suddenly fell down!

"Boom~~~"

With a loud bang, the ground in the surrounding area sank several feet in an instant.

And just after the formation was set, the fierce aura of the crimson demon underground disappeared completely, as if it had been forcibly suppressed.

Amid the sound of breaking wind, Long Xingtian put his hands behind his back and rushed out from the crack in the ground with an air of immortality. He stood in the wind opposite Ning Daoran and stroked his beard, saying, "Humph, I didn't expect these evildoers to start causing trouble again."

As he said that, he looked at Ning Daoran: "Ning boy, why did you go down?"

“Ahem…”

Ning Daoran was a little embarrassed: "I'm here to look for the remains of those Chaos Sect elders who went to the border war a hundred years ago."

"Found it?"

“Found it!”

"Very good."

Long Xingtian did not mean to blame him at all. He smiled and said, "You are a kind-hearted boy. Don't forget the favor I showed you today. If I die in the black tide someday, you must find a way to dig out my body. I don't want to be buried with those filthy things. You should choose a good feng shui site and bury me with golden nanmu."

Ning Daoran's mouth twitched: "That's true. If there is no golden nanmu coffin, it would be unworthy of the identity of the deputy building owner."

"Haha, that's right!"

"Deputy Boss, the black tide is surging again and the crimson demon is trying to rush to the surface. Is it because of my disturbance?" Ning Daoran asked.

“Not really.”

Long Xingtian frowned and said, "The black tide is divided into a dormant period and an active period. It seems to be in line with some kind of cyclical rules, or the black tide also needs to accumulate strength. It just so happens that they have been dormant for a hundred years and are finally in the active period. Whether these black tides will invade the human territory again has nothing to do with your actions."

"What formation did the deputy building owner use to suppress the black tide just now?"

"The fourth-level demon-sealing formation."

Long Xingtian said: "It was made by a fourth-level formation master of my Immortal Killing Tower. It has a certain sealing effect on the Black Tide and the Crimson Demon. However, it seems that once the Black Tide is active enough, this Demon Suppression Formation may not be able to suppress it."

"I see."

Ning Daoran frowned: "I wonder if this fourth-level formation master is..."

"Stop."

Long Xingtian glanced at him and said, "Don't even think about inheriting the fourth-level formation. This formation master has a weird temper. He lives in seclusion, never accepts disciples, and is unwilling to talk to people. Even I have been rejected by him many times, let alone you. Just be a third-level formation master. It's not that easy to cross to the fourth level."

"The deputy host is absolutely right."

Ning Daoran clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you again, Deputy Building Master, for your help. I, Ning Daoran, owe you a favor."

"Humph, just hearing your words is enough!"

Immediately, Ning Daoran exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then went west with Dabenlu. Next, they would return to Chaos Sect to arrange the burial of several elders.

(End of this chapter)