Chapter 479 Xuan Gu Zhenren



Chapter 479 Xuan Gu Zhenren

Five years later.

A foundation-building aura rose on Bailong Mountain, and Jiang Shangyue officially built his foundation.

Although her real cultivation level was the late Jindan stage, and an extremely stable late Jindan stage, and she had unique skills in practicing ice-attributed techniques, Jiang Shangyue still "simulated" this foundation-building aura through some means.

Ning Daoran was too lazy to point it out, so he cooperated with her performance and held a foundation-building banquet for Jiang Shangyue in the mountain master's cave.

A few months later.

"Report to the Mountain Master!"

Outside the cave, Xu Jian said respectfully, “There is a Jindan mid-stage cultivator at the foot of the mountain who calls himself Zhou Yao. He said he wants to see the mountain master to discuss renting the mountain.”

"oh?"

Ning Daoran walked out of the cave and said, "Lead the way."

"yes!"

At the foot of the mountain, a scarlet coffin was placed on the mountain path, which seemed out of place with the vitality of Bailong Mountain. The coffin was tied with a copper coin inkstone net, and a decorated man in a short shirt sat on it.

This man looks simple and honest, like a farmer, but his whole body is filled with the aura of a middle-stage Jindan.

"I am Zhou Yao, here to see the mountain master!"

Zhou Yao quickly jumped off the coffin and saluted with his fists clasped.

"You're welcome, fellow Daoist."

Ning Daoran said, "I heard from Fellow Xu Jiandao that you want to rent the top of Bailong Mountain from me?"

"Exactly!"

Zhou Yao said in a deep voice, "To be honest, I am a cultivator from Qinzhou. I am a disciple of the coffin bearer. I have always cultivated corpses and ghosts. But the cultivation world in Qinzhou was in chaos before, and the mountain was occupied. So I had to drift to Wuzhou with my disciples. Recently, I saw that Luoyin Ridge in Bailong Mountain was still empty, so I wanted to rent it. I hope the mountain master will help me."

Luoyin Ridge is one of the mountains located in Bailong Mountain. It has not been developed yet. The spiritual energy is about the lower level of the third grade, which is enough for ordinary sects.

"I wonder what price you plan to pay to rent Luoyin Ridge?" Ning Daoran asked with a smile.

"The annual rent is 10,000 spirit stones, and the minimum lease term is ten years. Zhou will pay 100,000 spirit stones first. Is this okay?"

"Can."

Ning Daoran nodded and said, "Xiaobai, you and Daoyou Zhou go and deal with the land deed."

"Yes, sir!"

Xiaobai floated away, her whole body emitting the aura of a late Jindan. Zhou Yao did not dare to overstep his authority in the slightest. He just sank his body and carried the extremely heavy-looking coffin on his back.

Ning Daoran scanned the coffin with his spiritual sense. Inside was a red-haired zombie, probably at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm. The cultivation method of this coffin-carrying man was quite peculiar.

A few months later.

Bailong Mountain is breathtakingly beautiful with its green hills and clear waters, and everything remains the same as before.

"Sir."

Inside the cave, Xiao Bai frowned, "After Zhou Yao rented Luoyin Ridge, he recruited many followers. Many demon cultivators go up the mountain every day. Now there are at least three thousand demon cultivators occupying Luoyin Ridge. I wonder if he has any plans."

She smiled calmly, "A few years ago, you just destroyed the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, the Blood Soul Sect, the Twelve Demon Sect and other demon sects. Now this lineage of the Coffin Carrying Man actually dares to come and rent Luoyin Ridge. This is extremely surprising."

"Um."

Ning Daoran nodded slightly: "It doesn't matter, let's see what they can do."

"yes."

Xiao Bai bowed politely and said with a smile, "By the way, Zhou Yao came a few days ago and said that he would soon establish the Blood Demon Sect on Luoyin Ridge, and sent an invitation to our Bailong Mountain. I wonder if you would like to go and congratulate him?"

"Can."

Ning Daoran smiled faintly: "Let Jiang Shangyue and Xu Zhongyao go with us to congratulate them. Just prepare three to five hundred spirit stones as gifts. Etiquette is indispensable."

"yes!"

Half a month later, the cannon salute was fired at Luoyin Ridge, and the Blood Demon Sect was officially established.

Ning Daoran brought everyone from Bailong Mountain to congratulate them, and was extremely polite. Behind him were his two disciples, Xu Zhongyao and Jiang Shangyue. Xu Zhongyao was okay, but was a little surprised why the master wanted to make friends with these people from the evil sect.

Jiang Shangyue didn't utter a word the entire time, but the moment she saw Zhou Yao, her spirit and aura fluctuated slightly.

This slight fluctuation was extremely small and ordinary people could not feel it at all, but Ning Daoran was a man who had cultivated the Acalanatha secret to the point of returning to nature, and he was still able to capture this detail. It seemed that the Blood Demon Sect must be involved with this "Fairy Mu Yue".

Although Ning Daoran saw all of this, he was too lazy to expose it. He just watched step by step how Fairy Mu Yue planned and how she took revenge.

As a result, the other party's plan took a very long time to complete and was delayed in implementation.

Ning Daoran then sent a few first-class paper figures to watch over him while he went into seclusion again.

In this way, another five years passed in the blink of an eye.

This year, Ning Daoran was 370 years old. After a long period of immersion and tempering, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra finally made progress again. After consuming a large amount of True Blood Pills and Dragon Demon Essence, it has reached the 24th level! If Shen Luoyan's Dragon Demon Heart Sutra had not made any breakthroughs, the gap between Ning Daoran and her would only be one level! Unfortunately, Shen Luoyan, such a peerless goddess, was destined not to wait for him in the same place. Maybe she has already reached the bottleneck of the 30th level.

This year, everything was quite dull. The only thing worth noting was that Jiang Shangyue was promoted to the middle stage of foundation building.

She broke through the levels extremely quickly, which was normal. After all, that first-grade ice spiritual root was genuine.

The mountain master's cave held another banquet to celebrate Jiang Shangyue's improvement in cultivation. Ning Daoran had given all the mentor-disciple friendship he should have given. It all depended on whether Jiang Shangyue would be hard-hearted in the end. If he still wanted to take action...

That’s good, this way Ning Daoran won’t have any psychological burden when he takes action.

“Huh~~~”

Ning Daoran woke up from a long period of cultivation, and immediately stepped out of the Lingpu Cave and the cave residence, looking towards the lower reaches of the Bailong River, where a breath of late Jindan was rushing towards him.

"Sir."

Xiaobai was already standing outside the cave, saying, "Someone is coming."

"I know."

Ning Daoran flew out and went down the river with Xiaobai to meet the man.

There were endless waves on the river, and a wave dozens of feet high was surging. On the crest of the wave stood an old man in a dark green robe. He was skinny and had a strong murderous aura in his eyes. With his hands behind his back, one could tell at a glance that he was a demon cultivator.

"I believe you are Brother Qiu Shui, the master of Bailong Mountain?" The visitor was quite polite.

"Exactly."

Ning Daoran clasped his fists and smiled: "Daoyou, who is it?"

"I am Xuan Gu Zhenren, a casual cultivator wandering around Wuzhou."

Xuan Gu Zhenren smiled cheerfully, "Don't be nervous, fellow Daoist. Although I am a demon cultivator, I only cultivate the way of immortal spirit beasts. I am very different from those demon cultivators of the Twelve Demon Sects. I came to visit you this time to say hello. Half a month later, I plan to drive the spirit beast Jiaolong to cross the river from the lower reaches and try to make a breakthrough. I will not disturb Bailong Mountain at all. Do you have any objections?"

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"No."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "This Bailong River does not belong to me alone. If you want the spirit beast to cross the river, then go ahead. I have no objection. Just be quiet when passing by the Bailong Mountain dock, and don't hurt my mortal servants of Bailong Mountain."

“It’s natural!”

Xuan Gu Zhenren nodded: "Fellow Daoist is a late Jindan cultivator, but he still protects the lives of these mortals. I admire you very much! After the escape is successful, I will come to thank you again!"

Having said that, Master Xuan Gu floated away.

Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

More and more people have appeared in recent times, and it seems like the net is closing in!

Half a month later.

In the early morning, a roaring sound was heard from the lower reaches of the Bailong River.

"What's going on?"

At the dock, many members of the Xu family and mortal servants were extremely surprised. Soon, waves several feet high surged up from downstream, shocking everyone.

"Activate the formation."

Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves, and immediately a purple lightning and green frost formation that was set up on the outer mountain was activated. Amidst the buzzing sound, the purple and green formation walls rose up, blocking the waves that were crashing in from the river.

Not long after, the river water seemed to freeze, and soon a huge creature swam over from downstream.

"Um?"

Ning Daoran and Xiaobai were startled at the same time. It was a green dragon with a body of dozens of feet. Most of its body was underwater, but the part above water was very shocking. Some of the scales of the green dragon had fallen off, revealing the rotten and rotten flesh underneath, and even part of its eerie skeleton was exposed. The whole body exuded a strong aura of death.

It turned out to be the refined corpse of a green dragon spirit beast?

Ning Daoran felt a chill in his heart. This Xuan Gu Zhenren had something! If he let the corpse-refining green dragon walk on the river, could he really break through if he succeeded? This knowledge point was beyond the scope of the syllabus, and Ning Daoran was unable to answer it at the moment.

"Fellow Daoist Ning!"

Above the green dragon's head, Xuan Gu Zhenren, dressed in a green shirt, bowed towards Ning Daoran with his fists clasped, his body extremely low. This man was so polite, and his elegance and easy-going manner were evident in every way.

Ning Daoran nodded in greeting and sent a message to indicate that they could go across the river and he would not stop them.

So, the green dragon twisted its body slowly underwater, trying not to create waves to submerge the crops at the foot of Bailong Mountain. Only after it had completely crossed Bailong Mountain did the momentum of its movement across the river rise again.

This journey along the river lasted for a very long time. After several days, a breath came from upstream. It was the breath of a demon beast in the early Nascent Soul stage!

Not only did the Green Dragon Refined Corpse successfully cross the river, but it also broke through the ranks and transformed into an early Nascent Soul demon beast! What a great fortune!

Ning Daoran's heart shuddered.

For several days afterwards, Master Xuan Gu had not shown up, and his promise to visit and express gratitude was never put into practice.

At that moment, Ning Daoran understood more clearly.

There is a high probability that Master Xuan Gu is in the same group as Fairy Mu Yue. He brought the green dragon to Zou Jiang to seek opportunities and to scout the area. Now he has killed two birds with one stone and has a clear view of everything in Bailong Mountain. The green dragon has also become a demon beast in the Nascent Soul stage.

This kind of ghost-path Nascent Soul demon beast... has never been seen before, Ning Daoran is even a little looking forward to it.

A few months later, the Double Ninth Festival will be here.

Ning Daoran decided to worship his ancestors on the Double Ninth Festival, so early in the morning, Bailong Mountain was filled with chrysanthemums.

The sun shines on the hilltops.

Ning Daoran was dressed in a green robe, emitting the aura of an immortal. Xiaobai, Xiaoheizi, and Ning Xiaogui all transformed into human forms and followed him up step by step.

"Um?"

Ning Daoran used a wisp of spiritual consciousness to explore the mountain and found some unfamiliar formation flags and formation plates. Although the magic power fluctuations emitted by these flags and formation plates were extremely weak, how could they escape the perception of a fourth-level mid-stage formation master?

No one knows when a Nine Yin Soul Gathering Formation was set up underground!

"Zhong Yao, where is your junior sister?" Ning Daoran suddenly asked.

"ah?"

Xu Zhongyao, who was dressed up to participate in the Chongyang Climbing, was slightly stunned: "Just now... just now she was here, but now I don't know where she is."

"snort!"

Ning Daoran smiled faintly. It seems that the day they chose is today! Well, such an auspicious day is also a good day to offer sacrifices to the river and autumn water! (End of this chapter)


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