Chapter 36: Grandma Yuncui (Thanks to the online game Zongheng Tianxia Alliance Leader in the fourth grade!)
No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard.
In a secret room twenty feet underground.
Ning Daoran held the spiritual tablet containing the Yan Yang Jue in his hand, took a deep breath, and was about to learn it. Moreover, he had now accumulated 40,000 hours of intensive practice, so he could practice the Yan Yang Jue to its original state in one go.
He was actually looking forward to the return of Yan Yang Jue to its original nature.
Moreover, once he succeeds in his cultivation, Ning Daoran will truly possess the first means of attack. From then on, he will no longer have to use magic weapons or spears to kill the enemy every time.
He looked solemn, and immediately poured his time into the practice and began to practice! [In the eighth year, you gradually understand the essence of the Yanyang Jue. When you practice the Changqing Jue, the rolling Changqing mana in your body gradually evolves into a scorching flame]
[Yan Yang Jue. Yellow Rank Upper Grade (Entry Level)]
[In the forty-fourth year, your whole body is burning hot, as if you are bathing in flames. The mana in your body is constantly transformed into blazing flames under the operation of the Yanyang Jue. At this time, your mastery of the technique has reached a higher level.]
[Yan Yang Jue. Yellow Rank Upper Grade (Minor Success)]
[In the 232nd year, you found a crater and jumped in, tempering your Yan Yang Jue with the determination to break through before you can build up. However, the magma in the volcano was so hot that you were burned.]
[You look at the burn wound and gain something in your heart]
[Yan Yang Jue. Yellow Rank Upper Grade (Great Completion)]
[In the 2400th year, you have been dreaming in a volcano for a thousand years. At the moment of awakening, the surging Yanyang Jue magic power in your body actually triggered the rhythm deep in the volcano. The volcano erupted, and you roared in the flames.]
[Yan Yang Jue. Yellow Rank Upper Grade (Perfect)]
“It’s so fast…”
Ning Daoran took a deep breath. After more than two thousand years, he was accomplished. At this moment, his body was filled with explosive fire attribute magic power. He raised his hand and a ray of flaming sword shot out from his fingertips, burning a big hole in the ground.
“Ah~~~”
On the side, the big stupid deer was stunned, what a magical skill!
Continue to practice, and practice until you return to your original nature! [In the 4700th year, the volcano fell silent again, and you, wearing armor made of solidified magma, sat in the depths of the volcano like a withered old man]
[In the 8560th year, you rose from the depths of the volcano with a shriek, your whole body bursting with flames. You seemed to have seen something different in the Flame Sun Art you had practiced for many years.]
[Yan Yang Jue. Yellow Rank Upper Grade (Transformation Realm)]
[For the 13,000th year, you didn’t eat or sleep, but sat deep in the volcano to comprehend the true meaning of fire. However, your comprehension was almost exhausted at this time. When you read the true explanation of the Flame Sun Skill that you wrote, you felt like you were reading a book from heaven. Suddenly, you couldn’t understand the Flame Sun Skill anymore.]
[In the 18,800th year, your flesh and blood began to dry up. The old injuries from practicing the Yan Yang Jue for many years made you extremely painful. However, you were only a hair's breadth away from catching that ray of light, and you were filled with reluctance.]
[One day, when you look up at the bright star on the top of the volcano, suddenly everything becomes clear, you soar into the sky, and the fire spreads across the sky]
[Yan Yang Jue. Yellow Rank Top Grade (Return to Nature)]
[You have deduced the Samadhi True Fire]
[Time remaining for intensive cultivation: 23,422 years]
…
"It's done!"
Ning Daoran slowly stood up, and the moment he practiced the Flame Sun Technique, wisps of flames appeared all over his body.
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
Amid the clanging sound, the burning fire-attributed magic power in his body had nowhere to vent, and he opened his mouth involuntarily.
"ha!"
A column of scorching fire spurted out of his mouth, instantly melting the several-meter-thick rock in the secret room's wall!
Ning Daoran was so scared that he shut up immediately.
He was deeply shocked. This was really not an ordinary fire-attributed magic power, but a flame that combined the primordial spirit, primordial energy, and primordial essence, although the three powers Ning Daoran emitted were incomplete.
For example, vital energy is a power that can only be felt in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Therefore, what Ning Daoran was refining at this time was not the real Samadhi Fire, but more like some kind of imitation. It had some of the charm of the Samadhi Fire, but not the true essence.
But that's enough!
What else does the Samadhi True Fire of the Qi Refining Stage require? Killing the enemy is absolutely no problem with this fire alone!
Moreover, there is no need to rent the Earth Lung Fire for alchemy and equipment refining. The Samadhi True Fire is many levels more profound than the Earth Lung Fire!
Ning Daoran was overjoyed! A natural body for refining weapons and alchemy! He suppressed his ecstasy and used the Breath Containment Technique to hide the Samadhi True Fire deep inside his body. This must not be known to anyone, not to mention outsiders. Even if the top leaders of the Chaos Sect knew about it, they might capture him and cut him into pieces for careful study.
“KANG!”
He drew out the Autumn Water Sword and tried to inject a little bit of Samadhi Fire into it. Immediately, the sword body burned red, and every time he swung the sword casually, it was accompanied by a Samadhi Fire attack. Moreover, the killing power was amplified by at least 30% by the Autumn Water Sword, a mid-grade magic weapon, making it indestructible!
"Old deer..."
He took a deep breath and asked, "When did you advance to the late stage of Qi Refining?"
“Ah~~~”
The big stupid deer roared, and a strong spiritual power was released from his body. He had actually reached the late stage of Qi Refining!
The shape-changing technique is indeed worthy of being a top-grade earth-level martial art.
"good……"
Ning Daoran and the big stupid deer slowly raised the corners of their mouths and let out a sneering laugh.
It seems that it is not just a foolish dream for a man and a deer to achieve immortality together!
…
The next day, early morning.
Ning Daoran restrained his spirit and suppressed his outward cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Refining. From now on, he would be at the seventh level of Qi Refining. He would maintain this level until he established his foundation and try not to attract attention.
However, his identity as Ling Nong, an outer disciple in the late Qi Refining stage, has attracted the attention of many people.
It doesn't matter, as long as you don't show off too much.
Inspecting the fish pond.
The six-acre fish pond is filled with rippling green water.
"Little Blackie!"
Ning Daoran called out softly, the sound was not loud, but it was so deafening to the thing in the water.
“Squeak~~~”
The big black fish surfaced.
After several years of eating and self-cultivation, it has already reached perfection in the middle stage of the first stage and is only one step away from the late stage of the first stage.
Over the past few years, the large amounts of spiritual rice and small amounts of spiritual fish have not been fed in vain.
"Not bad, don't be proud, continue to practice with concentration."
Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly: "On the day when Old Deer builds his foundation, you must advance to the second level, otherwise you will still be a pot of pickled fish."
“Squeak~~~”
The big black fish was startled and frantically wagged its tail on the water surface to protest. Brother Deer is so talented, how can I catch up with him? "Humph."
Ning Daoran said: "Then lower the requirements a bit. On the day when Old Deer builds his foundation, you must at least complete the late stage of the first stage, otherwise..."
“Squeak~~~”
The big black fish nodded repeatedly and didn't dare to bargain any further.
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"You can only eat a maximum of ten kilograms of spiritual fish in the fish pond every day. If you eat more than that, I will ask you to take it."
"squeak!"
…
In the afternoon, Ning Daoran and the big stupid deer were enjoying the cool under a tree.
Grandma Yuncui got up from the field and used the Rain-Transforming Technique to wash the mud off her palms. She turned around and looked at Chen Weimo who was playing with the big stupid deer.
Suddenly, there was a kind of determination in her eyes.
"Friend Ning, may I have a word with you?"
"oh?"
Ning Daoran had never seen Grandma Yuncui so serious before, so he said, "Grandma, is there anything wrong? Then... let's go to the small cloud mist formation and talk."
"That's great."
In the courtyard, Ning Daoran brewed a cup of low-grade spiritual tea, which was the highest standard he had here.
Ning Daoran sat upright and said, "Mother-in-law, what's going on?"
"Friend Ning."
Grandma Yuncui looked at him with her dim eyes and said softly, "Grandma's time is coming..."
"Ah? Mother-in-law?" Ning Daoran was slightly startled.
"well……"
Grandma Yuncui smiled bitterly and said, "I was seriously injured in the fight with my enemies and my spiritual roots were damaged. Otherwise, I should have been able to hold on for a few more years.
Now that I have endured for so many years, my son Weimo has grown up, and I have no choice but to let go even if I don’t want to. I only hope that I can still do something for the Chen family with my old body.”
Ning Daoran knew that the matter was serious, and asked solemnly: "Mother-in-law wants to entrust the orphan to someone else?"
"You could say that. You could also say that I want to make a deal with you."
Grandma Yuncui said, "Chen Weimo is kind-hearted, but her talent for cultivation is not that good. If she is left alone in this world of cultivation, I'm afraid she won't live long."
She looked at Ning Daoran and said, "My dear Ning, my mother-in-law has been watching you for more than ten years. You have a very good heart. If I entrust Chen Weimo to you, you will not let me down.
It doesn't matter whether you accept her as your disciple or not. If you think she is pretty enough, it would be fine to keep her by your side as a concubine. I believe you will treat her well.
She has liked you since she was a child, so this is feasible."
"Mother-in-law!"
Ning Daoran frowned: "I definitely don't have that intention. I watched Chen Weimo grow up, how could I do such a thing? Please tell me what you want, mother-in-law, I can consider it first."
"good."
Grandma Yuncui took out a wrinkled storage bag from her waist. After injecting magic power into it, two thick notebooks flew out and landed on the table.
"Little friend Ning, to be honest, Grandma has already completed Qi training, but she failed in building the foundation back then. In addition, Grandma is also a formation master and an alchemist. Here is a first-level upper-grade formation inheritance, and a first-level middle-grade alchemy inheritance.
I know you have always wanted to study formations and alchemy, but you have no master and no one can guide you.
I am willing to give you these two inheritances, but the condition is that you take care of Chen Weimo until the day she builds her foundation. If her aptitude is too poor to build her foundation...
She can only blame herself for not being blessed enough, it has nothing to do with you."
Ning Daoran was stunned. He had long anticipated that his mother-in-law might be hiding secrets, but he didn't expect that she had so many secrets.
Such an old spiritual farmer was actually a great cultivator who had reached the perfection of Qi Refining, and he was also a first-class top-grade array master! You should know how rare array masters are. In the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World, these first-class top-grade array masters were all worshipped by major immortal cultivation families. Even the Chaos Sect treated first-class top-grade array masters with great courtesy.
"Mother-in-law."
Ning Daoran frowned: "So, if I agree to your request, what about you? What are you going to do?"
In an instant, Grandma Yuncui burst into tears.
She had a look of relief on her face: "Mother-in-law didn't misjudge you... In that case, I'll be relieved to entrust Chen Weimo to you. As for what I have to do... it's nothing more than solving the last trouble and letting my little Weimo live a worry-free life..."
"When will grandma leave?"
"I'll leave today."
Grandma Yuncui sighed, looked back in the direction of the big banyan tree, and finally glanced at Chen Weimo, saying, "Ning boy, from now on, my little Weimo will be in your hands."
"Mother-in-law..."
Ning Daoran said softly: "Don't worry."
…
evening.
Grandma Yuncui left quietly.
That night Chen Weimo cried bitterly, she seemed to have guessed something.
(End of this chapter)