Chapter 467 Blood Soul Gate

Inside the cave.

Xu Zhongyao performed the ceremony of paying homage to her master, kneeling on the ground with a smile on her pretty face.

In the three hundred years since he entered the world of immortal cultivation in the Eastern Wilderness, Ning Daoran has never accepted any disciples. Xu Zhongyao is the first one, but he is not completely a disciple. After all, being a registered disciple is quite casual and is not a disciple that is taken care of much.

Moreover, Ning Daoran had no intention of really teaching Xu Zhongyao anything. He would give her everything she needed. As for how far she could go, that would depend on Xu Zhongyao's own luck.

"Get up."

Ning Daoran raised his hand and pushed, and immediately several treasures flew towards Xu Zhongyao.

Among them, the most rare and precious one is a copy of "The True Explanation of the Water Moon Divine Art", which was written by Ning Daoran himself. He injected a lot of his own insights into the Water Moon Divine Art at the level of returning to nature into it. The whole thing is easy to understand and much easier to practice than the original version. It also does not take any detours at all and is basically clearly marked.

In addition, there was a small bottle of elixirs, including foundation-building elixirs, and various elixirs for improving magical powers were also prepared.

Finally, there is a top-grade water-attributed magic sword, plus a top-grade spiritual weapon-level flying sword. These things are enough to support Xu Zhongyao to the late stage of foundation building. As for if she can really reach the late stage of foundation building, Ning Daoran will naturally leave her the Luochen Pill.

Since I have accepted this nominal disciple, I must always be more attentive to him.

"Take these things."

Ning Daoran said: "Xiaobai, select a third-level middle-grade cave from the mountainside and give it to Xu Zhongyao. From now on, she will practice on the third-level spiritual vein. Don't neglect the practice!"

"Yes, Master!"

Xu Zhongyao pursed her red lips and said, "That... is all? In my free time, can I go up the mountain to see Master?"

“…”

Ning Daoran said calmly: "I usually practice in seclusion, so you won't be able to see me even if you come. But if you have any questions about your cultivation, you can ask Xiaobai."

"yes!"

Xu Zhongyao smiled with dimples. This master was so cold and aloof.

"alright."

Xiao Bai smiled and said, "Come with me. Don't disturb your master's practice. He is very busy."

"Yes, Sister Xiaobai!"

"Oh, this little mouth~~~"

At this point, the Xu family settled down on Bailong Mountain. There were many spiritual fields on the mountainside and foot of Bailong Mountain, and the Xu family had many people who were good at growing spiritual rice and spiritual medicine. After gradually dividing the money, it didn't take long for the entire Bailong Mountain to flourish. The spiritual rice and spiritual tea on the mountain swayed in the wind, and it was much more vibrant than when Bailong occupied the mountain before.

Ning Daoran started to get busy.

Most of the time, it was announced to the outside world that the mountain master was in seclusion, but in fact he had already gone to the Bailong River, where he was exposed to water transport and trying to refine the essence of the river.

Xu Zhongyao lived in a cave on the mountainside and began to practice the Water Moon Divine Art with great diligence.

…

Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

This year, Ning Daoran was 345 years old and still lived in seclusion. He was active in the depths of the upper and lower reaches of the Bailong River without anyone noticing, constantly preparing to refine the essence of the river.

It was early spring, and the river was filled with the rich scent of aquatic plants.

In the warm wind, an old man was walking down the river from a small path along the river. He was holding a flag in his hand and muttering something, probably fortune-telling or divination.

At the foot of the mountain, a field of green bamboo and spiritual rice swayed. Outside the spiritual rice field, in a large field without spiritual energy near the river, there was an endless stream of rapeseed flowers planted.

Although the Xu family is a family of immortal cultivators, some of their members do not have spiritual roots, so there are many people who engage in farming. Naturally, all the land that can be reclaimed at the foot of the mountain has been reclaimed.

"Little brother~~~"

The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at a man with his hands behind his back on the spiritual field, and said with a smile: "Young man, your forehead is black, and you will have a bloody disaster in a few days. I am good at a method to get rid of evil spirits. I wonder if you..."

The man on the spiritual field is none other than Xu Si, the small steward of Bailong Mountain, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, Xu Zhongyao's uncle, and a very shrewd man. Soon after going up the mountain, he will be responsible for all matters related to the planting, harvesting, and selling of spiritual rice.

"A bloody disaster?"

Xu Si couldn't help but smile: "My fellow Taoist, I don't have time to joke with you. If you want to deceive me with these tricks, you don't have to. But if you want to ask for a bite to eat, that's no problem. There is food in the front hall. Just go there and say I asked you to go."

"My friend is truly a kind-hearted person..."

The old man's eyes flashed with sternness, and he sneered, "It's a pity that good people always don't get good rewards!"

In an instant, the old man's aura directly increased from the early stage of Qi Refining to the early stage of Golden Core. The five fingers in his sleeves opened, and they were as terrifying as white bone claws. The next second, the old man's face changed, becoming extremely sinister, and a ray of murderous aura rushed out!

"you……"

Xu Si was horrified.

When he came to his senses, he was already unable to move. His entire body was entangled in a thick evil aura, making it difficult for him to move.

"Give me your blood, flesh and essence!"

The old man suddenly opened his mouth, and immediately his dark mouth was like a black hole, sucking in Xu Si's blood, flesh and essence.

In the blink of an eye, the handsome young steward turned into a mummy, with little blood, flesh and energy left in his body! "Hmph~~"

The old man snorted coldly and disappeared by the river in a blink of an eye.

…

The news quickly spread throughout Bailong Mountain. Xiaobai took Xu Jian, Xu Zhongyao and others to check it out. When everyone saw Xu Si's corpse, they couldn't help but gasp.

"What's wrong?"

On the Bailong River, a figure in green clothes came with one hand behind his back, riding the river tide. It was Ning Daoran.

“Master!”

Xu Zhongyao's eyes were red: "My second uncle was murdered."

"What?"

Ning Daoran frowned, walked forward to take a look at the condition of Xu Si's death, and also felt a little scared.

"Sir."

Xiao Bai pursed her red lips and said, "It is a forbidden method that absorbs the blood, flesh and essence of others. If nothing unexpected happens, it is either done by a monster or a demon cultivator."

"Have you confirmed whether Xu Si was the only one killed?"

"yes!"

Xu Jian said respectfully: "My Lord, all the clansmen are safe, only my brother Xu Si was killed here in Lingtian..."

"Got it, just wait a moment."

Ning Daoran raised his hand and set up a ban. Suddenly, he and Xu Si's figures disappeared from everyone's sight. Then he used the soul-searching technique to gather Xu Si's soul that was scattered around.

"Mountain... Mountain Master..."

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

Xu Si's eyes were blank at first, but when he saw Ning Daoran, they lit up: "Are you here to save me, Mountain Master?"

"No."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "You have been killed, and I have no way to bring you back to life. The reason I summoned your soul is to ask you who the murderer is."

"murderer……"

Xu Si seemed to have a headache. He held his head and wailed. Then his eyes brightened again. "It was an old man who disguised himself as a fortune teller. He... is in the early stage of Jindan cultivation and has mastered some kind of magic technique. He can actually suck away my flesh and blood through the air. Please, mountain master, you must avenge me... I..."

"Um."

Ning Daoran nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you if I have the chance. Go ahead, Xu Jian will naturally take good care of your family, don't worry."

"Yes, Mountain Master..."

Xu Si's figure slowly disappeared.

…

“Swish!”

Ning Daoran dispersed the restriction and appeared in front of everyone again.

"Master, have you discovered anything?" Xu Jian asked.

"It was indeed the work of the Demonic Path."

Ning Daoran pondered for a moment, "But they only killed Xu Si and didn't start killing people. It's clear that they didn't come here to destroy Bailongshan. If nothing unexpected happens, they just want to warn Bailongshan. I think Bailongshan must have blocked someone's financial path. Do you have any information about the reason?"

"have."

Xiao Bai nodded respectfully, "Sir, a few months ago, a piece of news came that a demon sect called the Blood Soul Sect had bought the title deed of a large area of ​​forest in the upper reaches of the Bailong River from the Wuzhou government. They received an imperial decree and planned to build a White Dragon Temple in the upper reaches of the Bailong River with money and manpower to suppress the water transportation along the river."

"oh……"

Ning Daoran said calmly, "Pay attention to the Blood Soul Sect. They are very likely the culprit behind Xu Si's murder. Moreover, the White Dragon Temple is built upstream of my White Dragon Mountain. They have bad intentions."

"yes!"

In the afternoon, Ning Daoran stopped surveying the water transport and instead set up the early fourth-order Kunpeng Flowing Sound Array around Bailong Mountain, and kept it open all day long. Anyone entering or exiting required a jade talisman from the mountain.

At this moment, Ning Daoran was already rich enough to rival a country, so he didn't care about the consumption of these spirit stones.

…

A few months later.

Xiao Bai stepped into the cave with a blood-red invitation in his hand, and said, "Sir, the White Dragon Temple upstream has been completed and a completion ceremony will be held soon. This is an invitation from the Blood Soul Sect. As the master of White Dragon Mountain, would you like to go there for a while?"

"Um."

Ning Daoran nodded.

He really didn't take the Blood Soul Sect seriously. What's more, he now possessed the Nine Heavens Thunder Escape Art and teleportation, and was a master of formations. No one could stop him.

"Xiaobai, you go with me."

"Yes, sir!"

In half a month, the White Dragon Temple celebration will begin.

In the breeze, two figures flew from downstream, one was a young monk in a green robe, and the other was a gorgeous woman in white clothes as white as snow. She was full of human energy, with only a little bit of demonic energy.

The Bailong Temple is actually a river temple. A white jade staircase leads from the temple gate all the way to the river. I think a lot of spiritual stones were spent on building this temple.

On the jade steps, a figure appeared. It was an old man with a sinister look, and his body was surging with the magical power of the late Jindan stage.

Lin Lao Mo, the supreme elder of the Blood Soul Sect, has more power than the sect leader and is the real person in charge of the Blood Soul Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Qiushui!"

Lin Lao Mo clasped his fists and said with a smile: "My surname is Lin, and I am the Supreme Elder of the Blood Soul Sect. I have long heard of your great name. Now I finally have the chance to meet you. I am honored that you have come to the White Dragon Temple. Please come in, fellow Taoist!"

"Thank you!"

Ning Daoran gave a look and Xiaobai presented a gift, which was a small box filled with a hundred spirit stones.

A hint of "stinginess" flashed across Lin Lao Mo's eyes, and he said, "Daoyou are so generous!"

(End of this chapter)