Chapter 349 Nothing

“Rustle~~~”

A breeze blew by, and the complex and dense restrictions in front of the eyes swayed. Behind the restrictions, the appearance of the treasure tower became clearer and clearer.

"Everyone, this must be the legendary Mirror Flower Tower."

Over in Sangyu Country, an old man in a crimson robe narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "There are a lot of treasures hidden in the Mirror Flower Tower, all of which were left by the sages of the past. But everyone has seen the restrictions outside the Mirror Flower Tower, which is an extremely powerful ancient restriction. Only if we work together to break the restrictions and then take the treasures, otherwise if we fight on our own, there will be no way to open the Mirror Flower Tower."

"Senior Nandou is absolutely right."

On the Xia Kingdom side, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core nodded.

The old man in red robe is named Nan Dou Zhenren, who is in the late Jindan stage. It is said that he is a highly respected old Jindan monk in Sangyu Country. He is a kind person and seldom fights with others. He has a very high reputation in Sangyu Country.

As the breeze blew, the mist at the edge of Jinghua Tower dissipated, revealing a small bamboo forest below. There were actually more than a dozen tender golden bamboos swaying in the breeze, rustling.

"Golden Bamboo?!"

In an instant, Nian Wuya's pupils contracted violently. The next moment, his eyes became extremely hot. He clenched his fists and said, "It's the legendary ten thousand year old golden bamboo..."

"That's right, brother!"

A disciple raised his hand and took out a jade talisman from his bosom. A scroll with a picture of golden bamboo emerged from the jade talisman. The golden bamboo in the scroll was exactly the same as the golden bamboo not far away.

Ten thousand year old golden bamboo is the best choice for refining magic-grade flying swords and is the dream of all sword practitioners in the world!

As a true disciple of the Wanhua Sword Sect, Nian Wuya's desire for this item is far greater than that of ordinary people. If he can use these ten thousand year old golden bamboos to refine a set of magic weapon-level flying swords, Nian Wuya will almost certainly surpass several of his brothers and become the next leader of the Wanhua Sword Sect! And not only him, but also several Wanhua Sword Sect Jindan sword cultivators following behind Nian Wuya have the same burning eyes.

…

"Everyone, do you have any objections?" asked Master Nan Dou again.

"I have no objection."

A mid-stage Jindan sword cultivator from Sangyu Country named Nie Rong nodded and said, "The Jindan cultivators from my Sangyu Country are willing to cooperate and open the Jinghua Tower together. What do you think, fellow Taoists from Xia Country?"

"My Hibiscus Palace is willing to cooperate."

Lin Baoping smiled and nodded. She looked very beautiful when she smiled, like a real fairy.

A female cultivator like her, who has been trained as a disciple of inheritance in the ten major immortal sects since childhood, has made rapid progress in cultivation and even successfully reached the late Jindan stage and was named a saint. Her own immortal aura and nobleness are naturally beyond words, which cannot be compared with those female cultivators of the Foundation Establishment and Jindan stages who have risen from the lower levels.

Although they are both called fairies, the value of fairies like Lin Baoping is obviously far greater than that of fairies like Nangong Rou.

"In that case, my Wanhua Sword Sect also agrees to cooperate."

Nian Wuya took a step forward and said gloomily, "However, after the restriction is opened, those golden bamboos will belong to our Wanhua Sword Sect. I wonder if you have any objections. If so, forget it and don't mention the cooperation."

"Can."

Master Nan Dou nodded slightly.

Lin Baoping smiled calmly: "Since Senior Brother Nian is so eager for the Ten Thousand Years Golden Bamboo, I am naturally willing to help him."

"That's great!"

Nian Wuya smiled and nodded.

"I wonder what the other fellow Taoists from Xia Country think. Are they willing to work together to open the restriction of Jinghua Tower?" Zhenren Nandou asked again.

Immediately, monks from all major sects in Xia Country nodded one after another.

If they cooperate to open Jinghua Tower, there might be a chance to gain the opportunity, but if they refuse to cooperate, they will probably become the target of public criticism.

After all, even Furong Fairy Palace and Wanhua Sword Sect, the two leading groups in Xia Country's immortal cultivation world, agreed to cooperate. If the others had different attitudes, they would inevitably be criticized.

"Master Jianjia... ahem, Fellow Daoist Jianjia."

Nie Rong, a Jindan sword cultivator from Sangyu Country, looked at Ning Daoran and said, "Although you are a casual cultivator, you are also a cultivator from Xia Country's immortal cultivation world. I would like to ask if you are willing to cooperate with us. As for the previous fighting and hatred, we can put it aside for the time being. What do you think?"

"I'm fine."

Ning Daoran crossed his arms and said, "After opening the Jinghua Tower, won't the cultivators from your Sangyu Country immediately turn hostile and attack our Xia Country cultivators?"

"I will never do that."

Nan Dou Zhenren raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "If fellow Taoists from Xia Country don't believe it, we can both make a great oath."

“Ahem…”

Nian Wuya probably thought it was too fake, and said, "Forget about the oath of the Great Dao, no one will believe it. Anyway, we will work together to open the restriction."

"That's a very good thing to say!"

An old man in a fiery red robe from Sangyu Country nodded and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Nian is indeed the prodigy of the younger generation of Wanhua Sword Sect. I admire your insight!"

"You are too kind, Brother Daoist Xuanyan!" Nian Wuya said politely.

The old man's name was Xuanyan Sanren, a cultivator in the late Jindan stage. He was well-known in Sangyu Country. He was one of those cultivators with many tricks up his sleeves and could not be killed no matter how hard he tried. He was like a hungry dog ​​digging for food and could not get anything without treasure, which made many famous families hate him to death.

Beside Xuan Yan Sanren, a middle-aged female cultivator who still had charm smiled slightly. She was also in the late Jindan stage. Her name was Madam Ziwei and she was the ancestor of a Jindan cultivation family in Sangyu Country.

Even though she still looks charming, she is actually nearly 500 years old. If she can't condense a baby soon, she will probably die of old age.

"If everyone has no objection, let's get started and work together to break the restrictions of Mirror Flower Tower. It is said that only after the restrictions of Mirror Flower Tower are broken, the entrance to the third level of the secret realm will be opened. The Mirror Flower Water Moon Secret Realm is open for only one month, so we should not waste any more time."

"Madam Ziwei is absolutely right. Let's get started!"

…

So, the monks from both sides sat cross-legged around the outside of Jinghua Tower. The next moment, led by Nan Dou Zhenren, Xuan Yan Sanren, Lin Baoping, Nian Wuya and others, each of them poured a stream of magic power on this ancient restriction and began to slowly break the restriction by the method of boiling a bullfrog in warm water.

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

Perhaps it was because Ning Daoran had such a bad reputation that when he sat down, there was no one within a few feet of him. Everyone avoided him. Not only the cultivators from Sangyu Country, but even few cultivators from Xia Country were willing to get close to him.

He sighed helplessly. There was nothing he could do. Being invincible was so lonely!

Therefore, he also used the Evergreen Technique to help resolve the problem.

As for the means of the third-level superior-grade formation, keep it for yourself. There is no rush. In this situation where everyone is hiding something, you must not reveal too much of your knowledge, otherwise you will be the only one who suffers.

…

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

More and more monks gathered near Jinghua Tower, and finally there were more than 600 of them. They poured their magic power from all directions on the restriction and worked together to break it.

Of course, there were also many cultivators from Sangyu Kingdom who cast hateful glances at Ning Daoran, and there were also some late Jindan cultivators from Sangyu Kingdom who were eyeing him covetously. Although they did not directly use their spiritual sense to investigate Ning Daoran, Ning Daoran could still clearly capture a glance from the corner of their eyes.

Among the Xia country cultivators who entered the secret realm this time, the one they wanted to kill the most was probably not Lin Baoping, the saint of Furong Fairy Palace, nor Nian Wuya, the true disciple of Wanhua Sword Sect, but Jianjia Sanren! However, Ning Daoran didn't care at all.

He has already locked onto his target. On the fourth floor of Jinghua Tower, there is a weapon that looks very much like Lu Bu's Fang Tian Hua Ji, rotating in the air. There is a thin restriction around it that can be blown up with a single punch. Once the restriction is opened, Ning Daoran will be the first to rush to grab the Fang Tian Hua Ji!

"Just a little bit more."

In the distance, Nan Dou Zhenren's eyes were filled with joy: "My fellow Taoists, keep working hard. The secret treasure in Jinghua Tower will soon be revealed!"

Lin Baoping did not speak, but cast his eyes on the fifth floor of Jinghua Tower, where there was an extremely delicate silver bottle. The silver bottle was not big, only the length of a finger, but it exuded a faint breath of a fourth-level spiritual treasure! If she could obtain a spiritual treasure this time in the Jinghua Shuiyue Secret Realm, she would have returned with a full load! As for Nian Wuya, nothing else, his mind was all on the dozen golden bamboos! Ning Daoran separated his mind and observed the expressions of these people one by one. He could basically confirm what the goals of these late Jindan cultivators were. Among them, two early Jindan cultivators from Sangyu Country had the same goal as himself, both of them were fourth-level Fang Tian Huaji. The two men were big and strong, and it was obvious at a glance that they were practicing both Dharma and body.

Unlike myself... Although I practice both magic and body, I have a well-proportioned body and beautiful muscle lines. I don't feel redundant or overly strong at all. Alas, there is a difference between practicing body and practicing body. It's right that those two are not the protagonists!

"The ban is about to be lifted!"

Lin Baoping stared ahead with a pair of beautiful eyes, and transmitted his voice: "My fellow apprentice sisters, please be careful. Even if you cannot seize the treasure, do not put yourself in danger. Be careful of those middle and late Jindan cultivators from Sangyu Country!"

"Senior sister, should we be careful about Jianjia Sanren?" asked a confused little sister.

"ah?"

Lin Baoping wanted to turn around and slap this little sister: "Just don't offend him. Although Jianjia Sanren is very notorious, have you ever seen him kill a Xia country cultivator in the secret realm?"

"Senior sister is absolutely right..."

…

"Buzz~~~"

The ancient restriction had been cracked for a full half month, but it finally couldn't hold on any longer. After a ripple swept across the entire Jinghua Tower, the restriction finally began to break! "Shua——"

A green figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, faster than everyone else! In order to grab the treasure, Ning Daoran secretly used a third-grade superb speed talisman, and with the speed of the Riding the Wind Free and Easy Art, he was so fast that before anyone noticed, he had already landed on the fourth floor of Jinghua Tower.

The dragon demon power surged, and after one punch, the thin restriction was broken. But when Ning Daoran reached out to grab the halberd engraved with a real dragon pattern, he reached out empty-handed, and the halberd dissipated along with a ripple!

"this?"

Ning Daoran was stunned and confused. What was this? Was this a futile attempt to fish for the moon in the bottom of the sea?

(End of this chapter)