Chapter 116: The Martial Saint's Later Years Are Unknown, and the Blood Jade Pill is Completed (Two Chapters in One)
In the small town.
Ning Qi strolled in it. He now looked like an ordinary young man. After the matter was settled, he had the rare time to appreciate the worldly life, which made him feel a little different.
After avenging the extermination of his family, his mood became much calmer and his heart was at peace.
He was not in a hurry to go to the Zhenwu Underground Palace discovered by Taoist Longshan in the past. He had used the Virtual Sword Pill Disintegration Method to quickly deal with the thin elder, which had some impact on his physical body. Although the side effects of this method of explosive generation were small, it was not without side effects.
Ning Qi planned to spend two or three days adjusting his condition and condense another virtual sword pill.
This way you will have the confidence to deal with any unexpected events that may arise.
The cries of vendors along the street came into Ning Qi's ears from time to time, and he also heard many secret conversations or observations of warriors, which even included a lot of words such as "treasure" and "secret realm".
But he had no interest in knowing more.
For him, focusing on these things is a waste of time.
However, this was the first time he went down the mountain so far alone, which gave him a deeper understanding of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles.
In the past, Ning Qi's knowledge of Dayan came from books or other people's oral accounts, which was not as good as seeing it with one's own eyes.
"In this world, the Great Yan Dynasty is the only one that dominates the Central Region, occupying fertile land. Under it are thirteen states, with Yanzhou as the center, and below the thirteen states are prefectures, counties, and districts. It is really not easy to control such a vast land."
"From what I can see now, although the people of Da Yan are not as civilized as in the past, they can still live and work in peace and contentment. The chaotic situation in recent years has affected them, but it is still within the controllable range."
Ning Qi could see it.
When warriors fight, they also try to reduce the impact on ordinary people as much as possible. This is inseparable from the powerful deterrent effect of Dayan on warriors. No one dares to provoke the tiger.
To some extent, Dayan could be said to have maintained its prosperity for quite a long period of time.
"Unfortunately, this situation may not last much longer."
"Dayan occupies the Central Region. To the east is the boundless ocean, to the west is the yellow sand desert, to the south are the 100,000 mountains, and to the north are the barbarians. Now the demon sects in the territory are ready to make a move, and an alliance has formed in the southern border to watch. Although the remaining barbarians in the grasslands have been suppressed by the King of Zhenbei, we don't know what the specific situation is."
"If it breaks out, Da Yan will probably be attacked from both sides."
Ning Qi was lost in thought as he listened to the storyteller's exaggerated rumors.
As his cultivation became more profound, especially after he experienced several wars between heaven and man, he slowly came to understand the operating rules of this world.
"The Martial Saint is an existence that suppresses the universe. Apart from Da Yan, which has a Martial Saint on the surface, the other parties are all unaware of it, but they must have some means to contend with the Martial Saint."
"Besides the Martial Saint, there is the Celestial Realm. However, the destructive power of the Celestials is actually very strong, so they rarely take action under normal circumstances. They only appear when conflicts are intense, just like during the previous period."
“As for those below the Heavenly Man Realm, they are the main force in normal times. If we focus on the prefectures, counties, and districts, these people are the real main force.”
"I don't know when... things will really get chaotic."
Ning Qi pondered.
After learning about the Blood Emperor Gu, he felt more and more that an undercurrent was surging.
Ning Qi left the storytelling alley quietly without anyone noticing.
Three days later.
Ning Qi condensed a virtual sword pill again. Looking at the sword pill which was a bit stronger than before, he smiled slightly. After using it once, he corrected some minor drawbacks and made this method more perfect.
Ning Qi left the small town and first headed towards the Zhenwu Underground Palace, which was closer.
…
A place with high mountains and steep cliffs.
This is a relatively remote mountain range in Qingzhou.
Ning Qi came in mid-air.
He slowly descended, his perception constantly radiating outward, and landed in a mountain stream, where there were traces left by Taoist Longshan, which only Zhenwu disciples could recognize.
"Is this the place where Master discovered the Zhenwu Underground Palace?"
When Taoist Longshan was young, he accidentally entered the underground palace of Zhenwu and obtained part of Zhenwu's inheritance, which led to the establishment of the current Zhenwu School.
If it is a complete inheritance, I am afraid there will be records about the realm of Martial Saint.
Although Ning Qi's realm is still far from that of a Martial Saint, his combat power is gradually approaching, and he is slowly preparing for the future.
"Master once said that after several investigations, no trace of the Zhenwu Underground Palace was found. He even asked a friend who is good at Qimen formations to take a look, and it turned out that there is no formation covering this place."
All kinds of thoughts were running through Ning Qi's mind, and his perception had already spread to the surroundings.
He was also good at various miscellaneous studies. When he was unable to practice martial arts, he often studied them. He did not give up in the years that followed. He felt that there would be no one in the world who could surpass him in these fields.
But soon.
Ning Qi frowned slightly.
There was indeed no formation blocking the view.
He was very confident in his own magic. It was impossible for a formation to exist without him being able to see any trace of it.
But he also didn't feel any traces of the underground palace. Doesn't this mean that the underground palace had been 'gone' decades ago?
"Go down and take a look!"
Ning Qi became more interested. At least he had ruled out one possibility, so he was not completely unsuccessful.
As for how the Zhenwu Underground Palace was left, there are many possibilities.
The jade liquid sea in his body vibrated, and the secret technique of the innate sword body was activated. In an instant, wisps of sword energy emerged and shuttled around Ning Qi. In the process of Ning Qi reviving the sword bone for Zhuang Chen, this secret technique became more perfect.
The sword's aura was so light and sharp that it pierced through a passage in the blink of an eye.
Ning Qi stepped in.
Go underground.
There was nothing special about the underground world, there was soil everywhere, which made Ning Qi even more surprised. He had thought that there was at least an empty space, after all, the Zhenwu Underground Palace really existed here, but there was not.
Ning Qi sensed carefully and found nothing unusual.
But suddenly.
His eyes lit up.
Finally found something wrong.
The further he walked, the more he could feel that the soil outside was a little harder. The difference was very small, and at a distance of a thousand meters underground, almost no one except Ning Qi could detect it.
Ning Qi followed the change in soil hardness, but it was completely cut off a hundred miles away.
This means that when the Zhenwu Underground Palace was left, before escaping underground, it was unknown how he disappeared hundreds of miles away.
"This... Could it be that the Zhenwu Underground Palace is a living thing that can walk freely? Back then, Master left after receiving part of the inheritance."
He couldn't help but have all kinds of speculations.
"Is it some kind of huge monster, or some kind of mechanism?"
Ning Qi walked out of the underground.
It has been confirmed that the Zhenwu Underground Palace has been left, and staying down there will be of no use.
He knew that this journey was over.
But it was not without gain.
"Whether the Zhenwu Underground Palace is a mechanism, a strange beast, or something else, since it appeared decades ago, it will definitely appear again in the future, and perhaps it will follow certain rules."
"Master only received part of the Zhenwu inheritance back then, perhaps because he was not talented enough. If the underground palace appears again, I should be able to receive the entire inheritance."
Ning Qi planned to ask about the situation in detail after returning to the mountain to see if he could find a pattern for the appearance of the underground palace.
Perhaps Taoist Longshan was not the first person to inherit the Zhenwu heritage, but the others had already died.
Ning Qi erased many traces.
Then he walked away.
He didn't continue to worry about it. Since he couldn't find it here, he would go to the next one. It would just be a matter of luck anyway.
Ye Qinghe had talked about this with him before when he went down the mountain to train.
In a small town, I heard a blind old man talking about the rumors about the Martial Saint.
…
The next morning.
Ning Qi walked slowly into the town.
He had asked Ye Qinghe in detail before, and he knew that the blind old man in this small town was a storyteller.
Ning Qi asked for directions and immediately received an enthusiastic response:
"You mean Mr. Sun? He's on the east side of the city. You can see him when you get over there."
Ning Qi smiled and nodded in thanks, then walked slowly towards the east. There was nothing special about this town. If he had to say something special, it would be that the residents here were very friendly, even friendlier than people in other places.
"The hometown of the Martial Saint? I don't know if it's true or not."
With this thought in mind, Ning Qi stopped outside a wooden shed.
The woodshed was packed with people inside and outside.
It's very lively.
Someone shouted from inside:
"Old man Li, can you play another song? I haven't heard enough today!"
"Please, old man, please do one more paragraph, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well today."
"How about telling the story of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint?"
Ning Qi was shocked. He heard outside that the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint was the name of the Martial Saint that Ye Qinghe had mentioned before.
An old voice came from inside.
Everyone held their breath.
I was fascinated by the sound, and from time to time I heard exclamations and uproars.
But Ning Qi's eyes gradually became strange.
"Cut off nine heavenly veins to save the people? Chase the sun, and end up being punished by thunder from the sky?"
Even though Ning Qi had not yet reached the realm of Martial Saint, he knew that this was impossible. This was obviously an exaggeration by the old gentleman himself, but the people liked to hear this.
No wonder Ye Qinghe didn't mention this.
But Ning Qi still listened carefully, hoping to get some useful information from it.
soon.
With the sound of a gavel clapping, everyone left their tips and left with a sense of unfulfilled desire.
Ning Qi looked at the blind old man who was packing his things with his head down.
Eyes of surprise.
This old man is no ordinary person, he has extraordinary cultivation.
The old man raised his head and smiled:
"Young man, you are a stranger, right? Today's storytelling is over. Come back tomorrow."
Ning Qi smiled and said:
"You are old and blind, how can you know that I am a young man, and how can you know that I am a stranger?"
Although his current image is indeed that of a young man.
"Although I am blind, I have been blind for a long time and can feel things that normal people cannot see. You are not as rotten as an old man like me. How do you know that you are a foreigner?"
The blind old man smiled.
"The locals won't just sit there and watch a blind old man like me close his stall."
Ning Qi smiled and put down a handful of copper coins and said:
"I really like the story you told about the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint."
The old man waved his hand and said:
"You're not the only one who likes it. Many people like it. If you want to listen, come back tomorrow."
Ning Qi clasped his fists and left.
The old man looked up at the direction Ning Qi left and shook his head slightly.
The next day.
Ning Qi is here again.
During the period, the blind old man told another story about the Martial Saint who killed the sky, but it was still outrageous and exaggerated, and everyone listened with great interest.
Finally.
Ning Qi greeted the blind old man with a smile and left.
He plans to stay here for a while.
I'm just going to study the Blood King Gu here.
With the experience of creating the Golden Jade Pill formula before, a lot of time will be saved this time. The main thing is to compare the medicinal properties of the relic and the Blood King Gu. By then, with the help of the Night Pearl, a pill with stronger medicinal properties than the Golden Jade Pill can be created.
After all, the Blood King Gu has more energy than the relics.
Day 3.
…
Day 4.
…
Ning Qi went there to listen to stories every day, and many people even gradually became familiar with this frequent visitor from outside the area.
"Xiao Liu, you're here again!" someone greeted. This was Ning Qi's alias.
Ning Qi smiled and nodded.
This day.
Ning Qi finally heard some different news.
"Our town is the hometown of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint. He grew up here and returned here in his later years. Some people have seen him once, but the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint is incredibly old..."
This is what Ye Qinghe mentioned before.
I think Ye Qinghe also stayed here for a few days.
Ning Qi is very patient.
Keep listening.
This information obviously has a more real feel, making people feel as if they have seen the desolation of the Martial Saint.
in this way.
Time passes.
Ning Qi has been staying here for nearly a month. This is the longest time he has stayed in a place other than Zhenwu Mountain since he was born.
The reason why I stayed so long.
One is to see if there is any more news about the Martial Saint.
The second reason is for the Blood King Gu.
Although he had learned from the thin elder that there was no resonance or tracking mark on the Blood King Gu, to be on the safe side, Ning Qi still planned to get rid of it outside Zhenwu Mountain to avoid leaving any trouble on Zhenwu Mountain.
Three days ago.
Ning Qi has deduced a recipe for a pill with Blood King Gu as the main ingredient, which he calls the Blood Jade Pill.
He sent a message to Luo Wentian asking him to send someone to bring the remaining auxiliary materials down the mountain.
By then.
He will only return to the mountain after refining the Blood Jade Pill at the foot of the mountain. In this way, even if the Southern Xinjiang Alliance really has the secret method to track the Blood King Gu, they will not be able to find it on Zhenwu Mountain.
Ning Qi looked up at the heavy rain outside the window and sighed slightly:
"Maybe Mr. Sun only knows this much."
The recipe for the Blood Jade Pill was ready, and he planned to leave after the medicinal materials were delivered to the designated location in a few days.
Although his practice was not affected here, he was more accustomed to Zhenwu Mountain, where there were many Taoist scriptures waiting for him to read.
Ning Qi opened an umbrella and went out.
There were almost no pedestrians on the road.
Arrived at the storytelling shed.
There was no one there.
Only a blind old man.
It is raining heavily today, so even if people are addicted to listening to books, they will not come. Ning Qi originally thought that Mr. Sun would not come either, but he did not expect that he would come.
And Mr. Sun obviously didn't expect Ning Qi to come.
"So it's you, Xiao Liu..."
The old man smiled with emotion and began to tell stories as a routine. This has become a habit for him over the years.
Ning Qi listened quietly and relaxed his mind.
In the past month, he has heard a lot of the content more than once, and gradually he just regarded this period of time as a special experience, and maybe he would smile when he thought about it someday in the future.
There are still a few days left before leaving.
He didn't have many ideas anymore.
Heavy rain poured down on the wooden shed. An old man and a young boy were telling a story while the other was listening. There was an inexplicable mood.
a long time.
Mr. Sun stopped and looked at the heavy rain outside the house, as if he could really see it.
"Young man, how long have you been here?" He suddenly spoke, without calling Ning Qi 'Xiao Liu'.
Ning Qi also looked outside the shed and said calmly:
"It's been almost a month."
"One month is enough. How many more months can we have in our life? Go back early. This place is not worth wasting your time for a blind old man like me."
Ning Qi smiled:
"It's pretty good here, old man. I think this month is very meaningful."
This is the truth. During this month, his state of mind has changed slightly. It is a completely different feeling from when he was in Zhenwu Mountain.
Silence again.
After a while, Mr. Sun's deep voice slowly rang out:
"Perhaps the story of the Martial Saint should have ended long ago. After a while, I will also leave."
He could see that Ning Qi was particularly interested in the story of the Martial Saint.
Ning Qi was stunned:
"Where are you going?"
The blind old man gazed into the distance:
“The world is my home.”
He waved his hand and began to pack up his storytelling tools, his voice seemed to have magic:
"It's better not to pursue matters at the level of a Martial Saint. Excessive curiosity is sometimes not a good thing."
Ning Qi was silent and asked:
"Old sir, did anyone really see the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint return in his later years?"
The blind old man laughed:
"Maybe. Who can tell the difference between true and false? No one knows about the Martial Saints. Maybe they will encounter disasters in their later years. Maybe they want to convey some information but can't do it at all."
The unfocused pupils suddenly raised up, and there was a sense of horror that made Ning Qi's heart skip a beat.
The blind old man floated away.
It was raining heavily, and he didn't hold an umbrella, but the rain didn't touch him. Occasionally, passers-by saw this scene, but they didn't show any surprise, as if they had never seen it.
Ning Qi stood alone in the wooden shed.
"Disaster? Unknown?"
He vaguely felt that he had touched upon the secrets of the Martial Saint.
a long time.
Ning Qicai let out a long sigh.
Things will work out when the time comes.
Although he still doesn't know what secrets are hidden behind this realm, at least he is mentally prepared.
The rest.
At least we have to wait until he reaches the level of Martial Saint one day before we can slowly find out.
Ning Qi felt that this might be something he could achieve after breaking through the Heavenly Man Realm, and he was not too far away from this step.
As long as Ning Qi finishes refining the Blood Jade Pill, he can accelerate his advancement to the Yuan Dan stage.
Then, it is the realm of heaven and man.
The next day.
Ning Qi left quietly.
The wooden shed for listening to books was still there. Some people realized that Ning Qi had left after not seeing him for a few days. They couldn't help but feel regretful for the loss of a listening companion. The blind old man sighed slightly and continued to tell the story of the Martial Saint who cut through the sky.
…
After Ning Qi left the small town, he arrived at a city close to Zhenwu Mountain.
He had previously sent a message to Luo Wentian asking him to send someone to prepare the auxiliary materials for refining the Blood Jade Pill and send them here.
When Ning Qi arrived, the auxiliary materials had already arrived.
In the courtyard.
Ning Qi laid out the precious medicinal herbs one by one and casually picked up an alchemy furnace. For him, refining the elixir did not require any external help.
Only the main ingredients are left.
He took out two purple jade bamboo tubes from his arms and opened one of them first. The Blood King Gu appeared and circled around Ning Qi. Even though Ning Qi was controlling it with special syllables, the Blood King Gu still had a kind of manic feeling.
Ning Qi had discovered these days that after the Blood King Gu matured, it began to become more ferocious.
If two Blood King Gu were put together at this moment, I'm afraid they would get completely out of control.
Even so, this Blood King Gu is still circling around another purple jade bamboo tube that also contains the Blood King Gu.
Ning Qi's mind moved, and the strong energy solidified it in mid-air.
He has already figured out how to use the Blood King Gu in recent days.
Its essence lies in the three pairs of wings. Looking at the body full of vitality is secondary. Ordinary people may not know how to use this Blood King Gu even if they get it.
Fortunately, this is not difficult for Ning Qi.
In the past month, he has been observing the Blood King Gu from time to time, comprehending the special syllables he had learned from the two elders, the fat and the thin. He has also created some methods to draw out the essence of blood from the Blood King Gu.
now.
His Qi vibrated at a special frequency, and special syllables that only the Blood King Gu could hear were transmitted to its mind.
The next moment.
More intense blood lines appeared on the surface of the Blood King Gu, and then gathered towards the three pairs of wings.
As time goes by.
The three pairs of wings have become works of art. The blood-jade wings are so beautiful that they make people's heart palpitate, but what makes people most excited is the incomparably rich energy essence.
The Blood King Gu's eyes have completely lost their vitality.
Ning Qi casually plucked off three pairs of wings, and with a burst of his inner energy, the remaining body of the Blood King Gu turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.
There was some anticipation in Ning Qi's eyes.
No hesitation.
Start refining the elixir!
The strong energy turned into an extremely violent flame, but the change was in line with Ning Qi's will. The medicinal materials were refined one by one, and the whole process of alchemy was as beautiful as a painting. Unfortunately, no one could appreciate this scene.
An hour later.
The elixir is ready.
Ning Qi's expression changed, and the aura completely enveloped the courtyard to prevent any noise from escaping.
He opened the alchemy furnace, and there was a blood-red light surging, and vitality energy was extremely abundant.
"Six Blood Jade Pills."
Ning Qi swallowed one pill without any hesitation, then used the Heaven and Earth Great Grinding Method to refine his energy for cultivation.
Boom!
As soon as the roaring sound that Ning Qi could hear was heard, the Jade Liquid Sea shook, and strands of sea water poured into the mill to be tempered. However, after taking the Blood Jade Pill, the mill took on a bloody glow and the tempering efficiency doubled.
Ning Qi felt happy as the tempering efficiency was much faster than before.
"Like the Gold Jade Pill, one Blood Jade Pill is enough to speed up my training by a month, but the effect is better."
"According to this progress... just ten Blood Jade Pills will be enough for me to enter the Yuan Dan realm naturally."
Ning Qi nodded with satisfaction.
One Blood King Gu can produce six Blood Jade Pills, so there are still two left.
At that time, it will be fine whether to keep it as the foundation of Zhenwu Sect or use it for other purposes.
But he also felt a little emotional.
He was indeed far ahead of his peers. One Blood King Gu was enough to allow an ordinary Yuandan realm cultivator to advance to the Tianren realm. However, for him, two of them could only allow him to break through the Yuandan realm. Moreover, it was not a direct breakthrough, but only an acceleration.
This is normal.
After all, Ning Qi is only at the Jade Liquid Realm now, but he already has strength far beyond that of an ordinary Heavenly Man Realm, so it is naturally difficult for him to break through.
But then again, even if there were elixirs that could directly help break through the realm, Ning Qi would not take them. He needed to ensure that his foundation was flawless. So whether it was the Golden Jade Pill or the Blood Jade Pill, Ning Qi was deducing in the direction of accelerating cultivation rather than directly breaking through the realm.
Ning Qi felt relaxed.
Copycat.
He successfully refined another Blood King Gu into six Blood Jade Pills.
In this way.
Even if the Southern Xinjiang Alliance had all the means to reach the sky, it would be impossible for them to find the trace of the Blood King Gu.
At present.
There has been no movement from the Southern Xinjiang Alliance for the time being, presumably because they haven't noticed that the fat and thin elders have lost contact.
But if they really reacted, they would eventually suspect the Demon Sect.
The unique and extremely poisonous martial art could be found out with just a simple search. After all, Elder Wang had used it before in Zhenwu Mountain. Although Ning Qi had deliberately erased all traces, he felt that the Southern Xinjiang Alliance should be able to find out the real thing with its means. Otherwise, it would not be worthy of being compared with the Demon Sect.
As for after the Divine Sword Sect was destroyed, Zhuang Chen escaped alive to the Zhenwu Sect.
This may cause the Zhenwu School to be suspected.
However, if things go wrong, the Southern Xinjiang Alliance might think that the Demon Sect is using a knife to kill someone.
After all, the apparent strength of the Zhenwu sect is far from enough to destroy the stronghold of the Southern Xinjiang Alliance. Even with the addition of Taoist Tianjian, it would still be a tough fight. The means and strength displayed by the fat and thin elders are no weaker than those of Taoist Longshan and Taoist Tianjian.
Ning Qi thought carefully.
After confirming that nothing was missed, they headed towards Zhenwu Mountain.
It was the first time he had been away from home for such a long time, and he was beginning to miss home a little.
(End of this chapter)
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