Chapter 118 Ning Zhuo was attacked



Ning Xiaohui had just taken a sip of tea when her expression suddenly changed drastically.

She accidentally dropped the cup and immediately knelt on the ground, grabbing her own neck.

"I, I..." Ning Xiaohui was unable to breathe, and her face was a horrible purple color.

The tea paralyzed her nasal cavity, mouth and tongue, and the poisonous foam caused by corrosion filled her nose and mouth, making it impossible for her to breathe!

The next moment, Ning Xiaohui reached out and scratched it hard.

She directly ripped her throat, and blood flowed out. But because of this, she successfully breathed in fresh air again.

The Ning family guards who came upon hearing the noise were shocked when they saw Ning Xiaohui's scene and reported it in a hurry.

Ning Xiaohui had a stern look on her face, with spells in her hands ready to be cast at anyone who tried to get close to her.

The Ning family guards did not dare to act rashly.

When Ning Xiaohui saw her grandmother appear, she finally relaxed and fainted.

Ningzhuo Courtyard.

In the small secret room for meditation in the bedroom, Ning Zhuo closed his eyes and concentrated his attention.

Drops of blood dripped down, onto his chest and dyed his clothes red.

This is a nosebleed.

Ning Zhuo tried his best, using the mirror table spiritual communication technique to observe, and using the heart seal to control Yuan Dasheng, and from time to time he dispatched the spiritual power in Dasheng's body to cast spells.

When Yuan Dasheng broke through the last door, he was covered in wounds. Three fingers on his left hand were broken, and his right leg was almost cut off. It was Ning Zhuo who commanded Yuan Dasheng to retreat all the way to the maintenance room, where he repaired himself before he was able to continue exploring.

Although the overall strength of the puppet Ning Zhuo is not as good as Yuan Dasheng, the two are very well matched. One in front and the other behind, one attacks from a distance and the other fights in close combat, which can bring about a qualitative change in combat power.

It would be much more difficult for Yuan Dasheng to break in alone.

Yuan Dasheng bravely passed the three gates of Buddhism and once again stood at the door of choosing rewards.

There was nothing much to say, Ning Zhuo directly chose the "Cremation Prajna Sutra" this time! The content of the Buddhist sutra quickly reached Ning Zhuo's heart.

"Sure enough, it's just as I guessed!" Ning Zhuo was excited at first, but then he was stunned.

The content of the cremation Prajna Jieling Sutra moved him! He suppressed his surging complex emotions and ordered the Golden Blood War Ape Dasheng to push the door open first, enter another hall, and see the new three gates of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon again.

The three doors require the third skill of the sixth level peak, which is not something Yuan Dasheng can enter.

Ning Zhuo responded to my Buddha's Heart Demon Seal, allowing Yuan Dasheng to successfully exit the level and enter the reward stage again.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was extremely angry.

In the past, Ning Zhuo only cheated himself, but now even his mechanical puppet is cheating!

The Immortal Palace was shaken, and Meng Kui attacked again.

A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator works himself to death, always worrying about a riot in the Immortal Palace, which could lead to a volcanic eruption, causing a catastrophe and devastating losses to all living things.

Inside the Immortal Palace, life was peaceful and Ning Zhuo still had some expectations.

"What shall we choose this time?"

"Hmm? Are there still Huanzhen Lotus Seeds?"

"If I'm right..."

Ning Zhuo thought about it and chose the Huanzhen Lotus Seeds again.

The second phantom lotus seed followed the thread of life and was delivered to his sea of ​​​​consciousness, where it quickly merged with the previous magical power embryo.

Soon, the lotus seeds that had just sprouted grew twice as tall after merging into one! The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit, who saw this scene, suddenly calmed down a little.

It didn't expect that after Ning Zhuo suffered a loss, he would still want to take a gamble. Therefore, he chose the second illusion lotus seed.

All the phantom lotus seeds rewarded in the Lava Fairy Palace are part of the essence of Yingtuo's life-saving magical power.

Quantity is limited, first come first served.

But it is really very difficult to comprehend supernatural powers.

Ning Zhuo made this choice, and the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was gloating! So, under the puzzled eyes of the city lord, the Lava Fairy Palace, which was still rioting a moment ago, suddenly calmed down slowly.

"What's going on with this palace spirit?" Meng Kui frowned, puzzled.

Yuan Dasheng pushed the door open and then went back out to receive his reward.

The third time, Ning Zhuo still chose the Illusion Lotus Seed! Seeing this, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit rolled over with joy, and the sound of laughter echoed in the main hall.

The fourth and final time.

Ning Zhuo, who was unable to continue, chose the illusion lotus seeds.

After three consecutive phantom lotus seeds merged, the lotus seed embryo had grown into a small lotus root arm.

What followed was a large amount of insights, like flowing water, constantly impacting Ning Zhuo's mind.

Ning Zhuo hurriedly felt it carefully, and in the process, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He was currently in a small secret practice room, surrounded by floating clouds that blocked his vision.

But Ning Zhuo turned his head and stared in a certain direction, his brows furrowed and a faint light flashing in his eyes.

At the gate of the courtyard, there were Qi-refining cultivators from the Ning family patrolling.

Dadada! A series of rapid horse hoof sounds came.

The Ning family cultivator first shouted loudly to stop him, and then cast a spell.

But the spell could not stop the carriage, which smashed the gate and rushed into the yard.

After slightly adjusting the direction, he rushed towards the bedroom where Ning Zhuo was.

"Enemy attack!"

The foundation-building cultivator seemed to have fallen from the sky and had just blocked the carriage when his expression suddenly changed drastically.

Boom! The next moment, the carriage exploded, creating a huge heat wave, flames shot up into the sky, and the blast waves poured out in all directions.

The explosion was white-hot.

The roof of Ning Zhuo's house was blown off first, and then the walls were collapsed. All the furniture and furnishings in the room were reduced to ashes in the explosion.

The violent explosion almost flattened the surrounding area.

In the smoke and dust, the Ning family guards gathered together again.

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Only two were left in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the other two in the Qi Refining Stage had already died in the explosion.

One of the foundation-building cultivators, who showed up to intercept the carriage, was seriously injured. However, he did not care about himself at all, but frantically searched for Ning Zhuo's whereabouts.

This is the target they must protect!

But the previous house had disappeared, and even the small secret room for cultivation that Ning Zhuo had just built was only left with a small section of ruins.

"It's over, it's over, Ning Zhuo is dead!"

"No, there is still hope."

"Yes, yes, basement. There is a basement here."

So, the two cultivators of the Ning family made hand gestures and dug the ground frantically.

They soon dug a tunnel.

After entering the basement, they found that most of the basement frame was gone and most of it had collapsed.

But what made them extremely happy was that Ning Zhuo was really here.

“You’re still alive!”

“Thank God!!”

The Ning family members who were practicing both foundation building and cultivation were so happy that they seemed to be crying.

Ning Zhuo was breathing weakly and seemed to be injured: "Two brothers, let's not talk about other things for now, quickly set up the formation to protect me."

"Also, quickly inform the family and ask them to send someone to pick us up."

The two foundation builders woke up as if from a dream, and one of them nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, that's what we should do!"

A temporary magic circle was set up, and Ning Zhuo was inside the circle.

Outside the formation, the two foundation-building guards did not dare to be careless. If there was any disturbance, they would cast spells at the first opportunity.

Not long after, a large group of monks from the Ning family arrived here to support them.

Ning Xiaoren took the lead and escorted Ning Zhuo out of the magic circle: "My dear nephew, my dear nephew, I was so worried when I heard that you were attacked. I was extremely anxious all the way!"

"Fortunately, you were blessed with good fortune and survived this fatal attack."

“It’s too dangerous!”

Ning Zhuo saluted first, then asked: "Uncle Ning, the murderer was so cruel that he blew up my house. This is what my mother left for me, and now it has become a ruin."

"When can you catch the demon cultivator who attacked me?"

"I won't be able to rest easy until I catch him!"

Ning Xiaoren looked embarrassed and carefully considered his words before urging Ning Zhuo to be patient.

"For now, I will escort you back to the family base."

"You'd better live in my house. It will be much safer."

This time, Ning Zhuo didn't have much room to refuse.

But after thinking about it, he said, "Uncle Ning, I don't want to bother you all the time."

"Come to think of it, when I was in school, I stayed at my uncle's house."

"Why not this time, I'll stay at my uncle's house. They're also within the clan's territory anyway."

Ning Xiaoren thought about it, then nodded in agreement: "Okay."

"If you are not used to living in my place, I won't force you."

"I will send some more guards to protect you day and night."

"You may not know yet that the Qi Refining Stage geniuses in the four major forces of Huoshi Xiancheng have all been assassinated and are injured. Ning Xiaohui is already unconscious. Your condition is relatively good."

Ning Zhuo suddenly showed a look of fear and cried out in a low voice.

Ning Xiaoren sighed, frowned, and looked worried.

(End of this chapter)


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