The gentle light of the spirit lamp evenly fills the entire space.
Ning Zhuo sat at the table and checked the storage bag in his hand for the last time.
This was the spoils he had obtained from the three ghosts of the Huang family in the black market before.
After confirming it was safe, Ning Zhuo began to crack the micro formation on the first storage bag, then forged the breath and consciousness of the original owner, and finally tricked the storage bag into opening successfully.
In the first storage bag, there are a few spirit stones, a spirit pet Green Blade Mantis, and some materials suitable for ghost cultivation, such as dark essence, soul essence, and netherworld flower.
The second storage bag contained hundreds of spirit stones, and the only ghost cultivation materials were a ball of Yin wind and a jade slip of ghost cultivation technique called "Yin Gu Jue", which could transform one's own bones.
The third storage bag belongs to the eldest of the three ghosts of the Huang family. The formation has two levels, which makes it more difficult and time-consuming for Ning Zhuo to crack it.
"Interesting." The boy's eyes sparkled.
The higher the difficulty and the stronger the resistance, the more it stimulates his fighting spirit.
He devoted himself to the task and enjoyed the challenge of solving difficult problems.
After spending nearly half an hour, he finally cracked it.
As soon as he opened it, a little devil jumped towards Ning Zhuo's face.
Ning Zhuo snorted secretly, having been prepared. At the critical moment, the Buddha Heart Demon Seal in his sea of consciousness flashed a light, capturing the little devil. Then, the defensive formation on the handmade table was activated, instantly beating the little devil to death.
The little ghost portrait represents the last stubbornness of the Huang family's ghost boss.
At this point, his storage bag was no longer protected against Ning Zhuo.
There are more than a thousand spiritual stones and two jade slips, one is the ghost cultivation method "Heart Sutra of the Netherworld" and the other is the ghost cultivation spell "Detailed Explanation of Soul Guiding Technique". There are also a lot of cultivation materials, not just for ghost cultivation.
"Fire spirit?!" Ning Zhuo's pupils dilated slightly and he discovered a fire spirit weighing about ten kilograms.
A look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.
Restraining his excitement, Ning Zhuo pulled out a drawer and grabbed a handful of golden silk jade dew cakes from it.
Using his magical powers, he burned the wrapping paper on the surface of the cake, and some ashes flew out, like the ashes of a corpse burning in a furnace.
He opened his mouth and stuffed all the cakes in his hand into it.
chew.
Under the illumination of the spiritual lamp, his lips were bright red, occasionally revealing white teeth. The golden silk jade dew cake was crushed between his teeth and lips, and the filling flowed out and mixed. It was like the many monks who fell into his hands, wailing in the grind, and then their flesh and blood were crushed, turning into nutrients for Ning Zhuo's growth.
The world of cultivators is cruel. Without the gray business like Shangxia Ruyisuo and the contributions of these demonic cultivators, how could Ning Zhuo afford to eat so many Golden Silk Jade Dew Cakes?
Ning Zhuo was eating the Golden Silk Jade Dew Cake while happily counting his gains from yesterday's black market.
By selling the Upper and Lower Ruyi Ropes, he earned 24,000 spirit stones.
Among them, his eldest uncle Ning Ze purchased 80 upper and lower Ruyi ropes for the Ning family, contributing the bulk of the money.
In comparison, the three ghosts of the Huang family had very few spirit stones on them.
"The up-and-down ropes I make are the best ropes for going down the cave that can be purchased on the market. Therefore, this business has always been good."
"So it seems that the Ning family has made such a big war preparation, will there be a big move?"
"Alas, in the world of cultivation, people eat each other!"
"There are always people with bad intentions who bully ordinary teenagers like me."
"Since those three ghost cultivators came out to rob, they were naturally poor. However, the ten kilograms of fire essence was beyond my expectation. It was really a pleasant surprise."
"In this way, the fire essence I have prepared has reached more than a thousand kilograms, which is enough!"
Ning Zhuo has been secretly accumulating fire essence in the past few years. For safety reasons, he only buys a little bit from the market each time, accumulating little by little. At his speed, it would probably take more than a month to prepare ten kilograms of fire essence.
Now, this large group of fire spirits immediately filled his last gap.
After counting the harvest, Ning Zhuo also calculated the losses in the black market last night.
He took out a silver-gray token from his arms.
There is a word "Cang" on the front of the token and a Chinese character on the back.
Ning Zhuo threw it lightly, and the token disintegrated, stretched, and expanded in the air, emitting a dazzling brilliance. When the brilliance dissipated, the mechanical battle armor Cang Tie Han Jia floated quietly in the air.
Ning Zhuo opened a section of the spine of the mechanical armor, where a foundation-building pill was embedded.
"Only 30% of the foundation-building pill is left."
This pill is very important, and it is one of the factors that enable Cang Tie Han Jia to exert his foundation-building combat power. Ning Zhuo himself is only at the Qi Refining Stage.
"Once the foundation-building pills are used up, the Cang Tie Han Jia will be unusable."
"Alas, it is very difficult to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill." Ning Zhuo frowned slightly.
This was Ning Zhuo’s biggest loss yesterday.
Even the scars left by the leader of the three Huang family ghosts fighting for his life, Ning Zhuo was helpless about it.
If you look closely, you will find that the surface of this mechanical armor is actually covered with scars.
Some were old wounds, and some were marks left by Ning Zhuo when he wore them in battle.
"Mother..." Ning Zhuo stroked the old scars, his eyes becoming sad.
Fourteen years ago, when he was only two years old, his mother gave him these instructions before she died.
He thus learned that there was a lava fairy palace in Huoshi Mountain, which was a mechanical fairy city. The city spirit secretly selected monks to inherit the fairy city. His mother was one of the selected foundation-building monks. The fairy city was full of tests and extremely difficult. Because of her outstanding strength, his mother was jointly targeted by other competitors and was eventually seriously injured and could not be cured.
"The Immortal City is constantly falling into disrepair, and the selection standards are lowered accordingly. My dear, when you are fourteen years old, the selection standards of the Mechanical Immortal City will be lowered to the Qi Refining Stage. This will be your greatest opportunity!"
"Zhuo'er, you must study mechanical engineering well and don't let others know about your investment in this area."
"You have to design the mechanical creations yourself, assemble them yourself, and operate them yourself. These are all part of the assessment for the Mechanical Fairy City."
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"If you are among the top few among the other candidates, you will be identified as a mechanical seed and will be cultivated with emphasis by the Mechanical City. This is especially important to you because you need the cultivation resources of the Mechanical Palace more than other people with backgrounds."
"You must not use the Ning family's skills to cultivate to the foundation-building stage! Your mother is the mechanism seed in the foundation-building stage, but unfortunately my dantian is fixed and I cannot change the skills. Many tests in the Lava Palace were twice as difficult because I did not practice the skills left by the three masters. In the end, I had no choice but to stop."
“Cough cough cough!”
Two-year-old Ning Zhuo cried in panic: "Mom, please stop talking, you are vomiting blood!"
Ning Zhuo's mother reached out her hand and stroked Ning Zhuo's little head, her eyes full of reluctance and worry: "Zhu'er, I'm sorry for you. I can't protect you. You have lost your father and mother. From now on, you will be alone and can only rely on yourself."
"Don't be too loyal to your family. That's the mistake your father made!"
"Before his death, your father asked the young clan leader Ning Xiaoren to take care of you. But I have seen through this man. He is two-faced and cannot be relied upon."
"Your uncle and aunt are both very stingy, one is too proud, the other is too stingy. Neither of them is a generous person, so you should be careful."
"Sometimes, your relatives and friends are often more dangerous than your enemies!"
"Don't act too good. Your parents are gone, and there's no one you can really rely on. You have to hide yourself well, don't act too badly, just be mediocre. You have to grow up ordinary, accumulate quietly, and don't draw attention to yourself."
"Mom, I've seen too much. So many geniuses died young..."
"I leave my blue iron armor for you to protect yourself. It has the power to build a foundation."
"And there is this magic weapon - my Buddha Heart Demon Seal! This is something that I obtained by chance from the Lava Fairy Palace. It must not be exposed."
When Ning Zhuo's mother said this, her voice had weakened to the limit.
She kept crying and stared at the two-year-old Ning Zhuo. She wanted to look at him and keep looking at him, but her vision gradually became dim.
In the last moments of her life, she was in hesitation: "I don't know if it is right to teach you this way."
"Zhuo'er, you must take good care of yourself. If you really can't make it, just give up the Lava Fairy Palace."
"Life is the most important thing. Mother hopes you live and live well!"
"As long as you are alive, mother will be happy."
Two-year-old Ning Zhuo clutched his mother's blood-stained clothes tightly: "Mom, mom, please don't say anything. I don't want you to die, you don't want to die, wuwuwu..."
Ning Zhuo's mother finally said: "My dear son, don't be afraid, don't be afraid... Mother is here, mother, mother will protect you in the underworld..."
The next moment, mother's heart stopped beating and her hand slowly slid down from Ning Zhuo's head.
The two-year-old Ning Zhuo's body trembled violently as if he was electrocuted. He looked up suddenly - he looked like he was already sixteen years old.
The once tender and tearful face of a child has now been replaced by the resolute look of a grown-up teenager.
He has grown up and is shouldering his mother's last wishes and expectations before her death.
"Mom, things have changed!"
"The city lord, the Zhou family, and the Zheng family worked together to intensify the cleanup of the Red Flame Demon's Molten Cave, which greatly reduced the defensive pressure on the Lava Fairy Palace and reduced losses. The Lava Fairy Palace was not under external pressure, and the damage was maintained well, so the Palace Spirit did not take the initiative to lower the selection standards."
"This year, the Ning family also discovered the secret of the Lava Fairy Palace. If I wait until they also participate in the defense, then when can I wait for the standards to be lowered?"
"Maybe I won't be able to wait in this lifetime!"
"The major forces in Huoshi Immortal City are trying every possible means to conceal Lava Immortal Palace and digest this opportunity among themselves. How can this be possible?"
“So, I have to do it myself!”
"Now, I have accumulated enough fire essence. It is definitely enough to bomb the Fairy Palace and damage it, so as to lower the standards."
"The only thing missing is Infernape."
(End of this chapter)