Chapter 519: Fellow Daoist Ning, spare my life!

Late at night, Qiongbi Peak.

Ning Daoran sat cross-legged, while the new leader of Qiongbi Peak, Wen Yu, brewed tea very gently.

There are indeed many shadows of Wen Ru from the past in her, and that gentle feeling is extremely familiar.

Ning Daoran sighed.

The beauty is gone, and I don’t know how many years have passed since Wen Ru left.

"Wen Yu."

Ning Daoran tapped his storage bag lightly and took out a copy of his own Changqing Jue mental method and a copy of Jianjia Sword Jue. He said, "You have a second-grade wood spiritual root. The wood attribute technique you practiced before was only a mid-grade yellow-grade one, which was extremely mediocre. Fortunately, you are still young and have time to correct it. Here is a copy of Changqing Jue and a copy of Jianjia Sword Jue. They are both written by me and are easy to use. You must practice well."

"yes!"

Wen Yu held two notebooks in his hands, his eyes reddened: "Senior, are you leaving?"

"I won't leave yet."

Ning Daoran slapped his storage bag again, and suddenly a wisp of magic power wrapped in a very burly figure appeared behind him. It was a third-grade top-quality puppet, which was also obtained by Ning Daoran through his years of experience outside.

"This is a third-grade high-quality puppet. It is very powerful, comparable to an ordinary late-stage Jindan. I will give it to you as well, but you must use it well. It can only be used for self-defense. Try not to use it to kill people or seek revenge, so as not to become too dependent on it and weaken your character."

"Yes, Senior!"

Wen Yu put the puppet into the storage bag, his eyes became more gentle, and he said: "Senior, you have been very kind to Wen Yu and the Wen family. Do you really have nothing to ask of Wen Yu? As long as Senior Ning asks, Wen Yu is willing to do anything."

“No need.”

Ning Daoran said, "It's just that Wen Ru made a magic weapon for me and taught me some of the experience of refining weapons. I have done you a favor. So you don't have to feel indebted. This is the favor between me and fellow Daoist Wen Ru. If I don't repay it, I will inevitably have some regrets in my heart."

"I see……"

Wen Yu bit her red lips and smiled: "If you say so, Wen Yu is shallow."

"It's indeed a bit shallow." Ning Daoran smiled slightly.

Wen Yu understood what he meant and the smile on her pretty face became even more intense.

"That's right."

Ning Daoran continued, "Yuzhu is the leader of the Chaos Sect and someone I have trusted for many years. During your time at Qiongbi Peak, you must remember to abide by your duties and not cause any conflicts with Yuzhu. She is the leader and the person I trust the most. You two must get along well with each other."

"Yes, Wen Yu understands."

"Then I'll be relieved."

Ning Daoran turned around and went upstairs: "I will stay on Qiongbi Peak for a few more days to be on the safe side. You should practice well and don't have to pay attention to me."

"yes!"

…

A few days later.

As expected, Ning Daoran encountered the "wrong" thing he had anticipated.

In the afternoon, a heart-shaking voice came from outside the Chaos Sect's mountain gate: "I am Master Jiuyun of the Jiuyun Sect. I have come to ask for advice from the Chaos Sect. I would like to invite the Chaos Sect's ancestor, Fellow Daoist Ning, to come for a moment!"

Along with the sound came the extremely powerful Nascent Soul aura!

For a moment, the entire Chaos Sect was shaken!

Sword lights rose up in all the inner mountains, and even the mountain protection formation had been activated.

"Young Master!"

Chen Yuzhu came over from the main peak and asked, "Master Jiuyun actually came to ask about the sword. Why?"

"A little thing."

Ning Daoran floated up from the second floor of the bamboo building and said, "Tsk tsk, when did Master Jiuyun advance to the Nascent Soul stage? I actually knew nothing about this."

"About fifty years ago."

Chen Yuzhu said, "This Jiuyun Patriarch of the Jiuyun Sect is a Jindan for many years. When everyone thought that his life span was about to run out, he unexpectedly succeeded in condensing his Nascent Soul and became a new Nascent Soul in Kuizhou. This person has a deep cultivation base and has been immersed in the Jindan stage for too many years. He is extremely good at fighting. Young Master must be careful."

"rest assured."

Ning Daoran put his hands behind his back and ran straight to the mountain gate.

…

"boom--"

A stream of Nascent Soul Qi exploded, and Ning Daoran directly used his teleportation ability to appear in front of the other party.

But all he saw was Master Jiuyun, wearing a long robe, with an immortal look and a sword on his back, like an old immortal who had come to the mortal world.

"Ning has met fellow Taoist."

Ning Daoran smiled calmly and said, "I remember seeing you many years ago, but I didn't expect that you are still as charming as ever after so many years."

"oh?"

Master Jiuyun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Ning, have you seen me?"

"Not only did I see him, I almost did it."

Ning Daoran smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten the fight and killing of Immortal Yanlong at the Xiyu Pavilion headquarters, and the kidnapping of Madam Xingtong? At that time, I happened to be a guest at Xiyu Pavilion, and was able to see your demeanor."

“…”

Master Jiuyun was silent for a while. It turned out that someone still remembered these trivial things, and it was a Yuanying stage master who remembered them. This was not good, because they were all his black material!

"oh……"

He looked relieved: "I understand now. Fellow Daoist Ning had some friendship with the manager of Xiyu Pavilion named Chen Ping'er. No wonder he ran into my Jiuyun Sect's expedition to Xiyu Pavilion. I wonder how Chen Ping'er is doing now?"

"He has already passed away in the foundation-building stage."

Ning Daoran frowned: "These past events are in the past, but I don't know why Daoist Jiuyun asked me about the sword of Chaos Sect today?"

"Humph, you ask even though you already know the answer!"

Master Jiuyun sneered, "A few days ago, you climbed up Jinding Mountain and almost wiped out the entire Jinding Mountain clan. Could it be that you have forgotten such a big event?"

“Oh~~”

Ning Daoran smiled and said, "I see. I wonder what connection Fellow Daoist Jiuyun has with Jinding Mountain. Why did he ask the Sword of Chaos Sect for the sake of Jinding Mountain?"

"The ancestor of Jinding Mountain, Jinding Zhenren, is my brother in life and death and my dearest friend for many years. Daoist Fellow Ning killed Jinding Zhenren, so I naturally cannot sit idly by and watch!"

Master Jiuyun's words were firm, and there was already a chill in his eyes.

Although he knew that the legendary Jianjia Sanren would be very strong after he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, he still wanted to meet him because he was also very strong now!

"Is this true?"

Ning Daoran looked calm, "Fellow Daoist, you have heard me clearly. I did not want to get involved in the matter of Jinding Mountain. However, Jinding Zhenren was obsessed with the art of dual cultivation and collecting beautiful female cultivators. As luck would have it, one of the female cultivators they kidnapped happened to be the descendant of my good friend when I was in the foundation-building stage. Therefore, I killed Jinding Zhenren!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master Jinding is a late Jindan cultivator, but he is interested in this way. What is the difference between him and the devil cultivator? Daoist Jiuyun is now standing up for Master Jinding. Is he also a person of this way!?"

"ah?"

Master Jiuyun was startled and felt a little flustered.

He still cared a lot about his reputation. If the world misunderstood him as Master Jiuyun who was greedy for the art of collecting and replenishing energy, he would rather just kill himself.

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

"That's all."

Master Jiuyun frowned and said, "Let's put aside the matter of Jinding Mountain for now. I heard that Brother Ning has been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, and I am very happy. So I came to your house to ask for sword skills and exchange some knowledge. I wonder if you have any objections?"

"No."

Ning Daoran shook his head: "I just don't know whether Fellow Daoist Jiuyun intends to spar in public or behind closed doors?"

"We can discuss this matter behind closed doors!"

Master Jiuyun turned around and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Ning, come with me, and let's see who is better!"

"It's all up to you!"

The next moment, two blood-red lights left the Chaos Sect and headed straight for the depths of the Huanglong Mountains!

"Young Master..."

Chen Yuzhu pursed her red lips, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

"Grandfather, be careful..."

Chen Xiyao also shouted.

"Senior Ning..."

Wen Yu pursed her red lips, her eyes filled with worry.

…

Deep in the Huanglong Mountains, there is a deserted place.

"boom--"

Master Jiuyun suddenly stopped, turned around and summoned a third-level ancient flying sword, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Ning, show your true abilities. I don't want you to be defeated in just a few dozen moves!"

Ning Daoran remained silent.

He couldn't understand why this old fellow, Master Jiuyun, was so confident. Was he really senile and confused?

"Whatever."

Ning Daoran crossed his arms and said with a smile: "I will stand here. If you can hurt me, I will admit defeat."

"What?!"

Master Jiuyun was horrified.

How dangerous is the battle between Yuanying? How dare this person be so arrogant? Isn't this courting death? "Daoyou are really confident!"

Master Jiuyun shouted, and the ancient flying sword suddenly spun rapidly in the air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge sword that was dozens of feet long. It made a buzzing sound and fell from the sky to pierce Ning Daoran.

"rise!"

Ning Daoran remained motionless, just folding his arms, but a sword intent of the Yin-Yang Sword Technique appeared under his feet, followed by wisps of Jianjia sword light flying out, and with a "bang" sound, they collided with the opponent's sword.

The air twisted rapidly, and countless cold sword lights flew! "Come again!"

Master Jiuyun shouted loudly and raised his hand. A hibiscus pendant with the aura of a low-grade spiritual treasure appeared under his feet, continuously increasing Master Jiuyun's magic power. Then a huge blood-red palm fell from the sky and slashed towards Ning Daoran's position.

Ning Daoran remained motionless, his whole body filled with a strong sword intent. Wisps of sword light flew out, and without using any treasures, he directly crushed Master Jiuyun's magical palm print.

For a moment, Master Jiuyun was stunned.

The opponent really did not fight back, nor did he offer up any treasures. He only relied on his Nascent Soul magic power and skills to fight him.

This was an extremely insulting contempt, just like when both were high-level players but the other player took off his equipment and was on equal terms with you. This feeling made Master Jiuyun feel extremely humiliated.

So, Master Jiuyun launched continuous fierce attacks, using various methods.

But he was never able to gain any advantage, and all his attacks were easily resolved by Ning Daoran.

Although both parties are in the early stage of Nascent Soul, their backgrounds are completely different.

"you……"

In a blink of an eye, ninety-nine moves passed, and Master Jiuyun raised a huge ball of light with both hands, trying to suppress Ning Daoran directly, and roared: "I don't believe you can stay still!"

"Daoyou, that's too much."

Suddenly, Ning Daoran raised his hand and fished out the big blue dragon, then he dropped from the sky and fired a shot! "Puff!"

In an instant, Master Jiuyun's offensive was split into two. Along with the roar of a ferocious beast, a white tiger image appeared in the sky. Ning Daoran's first attack was a secret technique!

White Tiger Soul Destruction! ...

"not good!"

Master Jiuyun only felt a buzzing in his ears, bleeding eyeballs, and a great feeling of terror descended upon him.

The opponent's shot is enough to kill me!

"Fellow Daoist Ning, spare my life!"

(End of this chapter)