Chapter 188 Secrets

On New Year's Eve, Gao Xian, Zhu Qiniang, Wan Yingying, Daniu, and Little Black Cat all sat at the table and had a reunion dinner.

The little black cat didn't seem to like this ritual very much, and wanted to run away after taking a few bites. Wan Yingying held it in her arms and forced it to eat and drink with her.

Wan Yingying particularly likes the little black cat. In her heart, Gao Xian ranks first, followed by Zhou Yuling, then the little black cat, and then Daniu...

As for Zhu Qinnan, well, she doesn't rank high in Wan Yingying's heart.

During the Chinese New Year, Gao Xian gave everyone big red envelopes.

Wan Yingying is a middle-grade spirit stone, a Shaoyang jade pendant that calms the mind and nourishes the qi. It is unknown who left this behind. Although it is a first-grade magic weapon, its quality is very high.

The little girl actually didn't know whether a magic weapon was good or bad. She just thought the jade pendant was pretty. It was given to her by Gao Xian, so she jumped around the room excitedly.

Da Niu obtained six medium-grade spirit stones, two hundred dragon bone pills, and a set of Iron Dragon Hands.

This set of Iron Dragon Hands is a secret body-building technique passed down from Qi Niang's family, which she valued very much in the past. But after she became a foundation-building person, this set of secret techniques became insignificant.

In addition, since Da Niu was loyal and hardworking, Gao Xian and Qiniang discussed it and decided to teach Da Niu the Iron Dragon Hand.

The higher the level of Danniu's cultivation, the more work he can do... Gao Xian has a good plan.

The little black cat got a New Year's gift, a large bottle of Bailudan. One pill a day is enough for it to take for a year.

Gao Xian was mainly too lazy to feed it. Besides, the little black cat was a bit spiritual and could identify evil spirits, so it was reasonable to give it some pills.

The key is that he is rich. If it were a few years ago, he couldn't even afford Bailudan, so it would be impossible for him to be so generous.

Once he became a foundation-building cultivator, he naturally became more generous.

Gao Xian also prepared a gift for Zhu Qinnan, a Qianyang Golden Essence bought at Yunshui Tower, worth 20,000 spirit stones.

These are the spirit stones he saved from refining pills. Well, he is reluctant to use the thirty-five high-quality spirit stones.

This piece of gold essence can be used to integrate into a sword, and if you're lucky, it can improve the quality of the sword.

Zhu Qinnan also showed some surprise at this gift.

Although Gao Xian did not receive any gifts, he felt satisfied when he gave gifts to others and saw that they were happy.

On New Year's Eve, the whole family and the cat are very happy.

That night, Zhu Qiniang was so passionate that she almost burned Gao Xian dry.

The next day, New Year's Day, Gao Xian brought four fifth-level immortality pills to the Sutra Hall.

Last year, because of the murder of Xu Lingyun, the atmosphere was too tense and Gao Xian did not come to visit Nan Pingsong.

Zhou Ye returned to Lianyun City and secretly visited Nanpingsong. Gao Xian did not accompany the master and disciple to meet.

Nan Pingsong was lying lazily at the door of the side hall, covered with a white wool blanket. He leaned back in his chair, squinting his old eyes and looking at the sky, no one knew what he was thinking.

Next to him, water was boiling on a small red clay stove, and a pretty maid was carefully cleaning the tea set to prepare tea.

When I saw Nan Pingsong again after two years, the old man looked ruddy, his eyes were bright and he looked full of energy.

Gao Xian sighed inwardly. The old man's life was at the end. In a normal state, he should be like a dead tree, hiding the only bit of vitality deep inside his body. This is the only way to live as long as possible.

He was full of energy now, and it was obvious that the last bit of vitality had been fully released. This was the last moment for the old man, and he could no longer hold on to that bit of vitality.

In other words, it enters a state of last gasp.

Nan Pingsong was, after all, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and his cultivation had been extremely refined for nearly three hundred years. Therefore, even if he was in his last moments, he could still live for ten or eight days.

Gao Xian and Nan Pingsong actually had a deep friendship, and he even killed Nan Zhengxing. He and Nan Pingsong could only be considered as a cooperative relationship.

However, seeing the life of a foundation-building cultivator coming to the end, he couldn't help but feel sad.

This is different from physically killing the enemy.

In the fierce and brutal battle, there was no time to think so much. In addition, Gao Xian was only afraid that the other party would not die fast enough, so he would not have any feelings.

Seeing Nan Pingsong like this inevitably inspired him to think about death, and made him more determined to practice.

Although he has a life span of nearly 500 years, how can this be enough! If he wants to live longer, he can only continue to practice and improve himself.

Gao Xian controlled his emotions very well. He smiled, bowed and presented the gift.

Nan Pingsong was very happy to see Gao Xian, and a happy smile appeared on his old face: "You are so thoughtful to come visit me at this time."

Nan Pingsong opened the gift box casually as usual, and saw the four fifth-level immortality pills inside. He smiled so hard that his teeth showed.

Gao Xian was a little speechless. The old man was almost dying, but he still cared so much about material things. It was really hard to change his nature.

Even if it was the Nine-Turn Immortality Pill, it wouldn't be able to make the old man live one more day! "You came just in time. I'm about to leave, and I was thinking about whether I should invite you over to have a chat..."

Nan Pingsong casually handed the gift box to the maid, then waved his hand, signaling the maid to leave.

Several maids serving around bowed hurriedly and soon entered the room.

In the huge yard, only Nan Pingsong and Gao Xian were left.

Nan Pingsong reached out to make tea for Gao Xian. As the boiling water brewed, the delicate tea aroma quickly overflowed.

"There are no chairs, so you'll have to make do with what you have."

The old man chuckled, and seemed to think it was quite amusing to let Gao Xian drink tea while standing.

Gao Xian didn't care. Not to mention that the old man was going to die soon, even if he was nearly three hundred years old, it was reasonable for him to be here.

When you take a sip of the boiling hot tea, the delicate tea fragrance overflows from the tip of your tongue into your nasal cavity, the long-lasting aroma continues, and a sense of spiritual energy dissipates throughout your body.

"Good tea." Gao Xian didn't know how to taste tea, but he could clearly feel that this tea was of high quality and was the best tea he had ever tasted in his life.

"I'd have to die before I'd drink the purple needle tea which costs two thousand spirit stones per pound!"

Nan Pingsong was also full of emotion. "Now that I think about it, I was too harsh on myself before. I thought I had to live my three hundred years carefully, but I didn't expect that three hundred years would just pass in the blink of an eye..."

Nan Pingsong poured Gao Xian another cup of tea, and then he said, "Congratulations on reaching the foundation-building stage. With your age and qualifications, you will have the opportunity to achieve the golden elixir in the future. I am really envious."

The old man looked straight at Gao Xian, his eyes full of undisguised envy and even a bit of greed.

Gao Xian could understand the old man very well. When he was dying, he saw young people with promising futures. How could he not be envious and jealous?

It is human nature to even have the idea of ​​replacing something.

"It was a fluke."

Gao Xian said a few polite words, then he changed the subject and said, "Mr. Nan, I have a few things I want to ask you."

Nan Pingsong laughed. He knew that Gao Xian was not a person who respected the elderly and loved the young. He must have something to ask for by running to his house to give gifts.

This is normal!

Gao Xian knew what the old man was laughing at, but he didn't feel embarrassed. Who would come to give gifts if they don't ask for help? Some people burn a cold stove, but no one will burn the stove to the ground! He said, "Old Nan, I heard that the sect wants to form an alliance with three other sects, but I don't know which three sects they are. You are experienced, please explain it to me."

"The sect wants to form an alliance?"

Nan Pingsong showed a hint of doubt. Even though he was dying, he was still the elder who passed on the skills. He should have been notified of such an important event.

He didn't ask any more questions, there was no need for Gao Xian to lie.

Nan Pingsong pondered for a moment and said, "If our sect wants to form an alliance, it will be the Qingfeng Sect, the Chiyan Sect, and the Shaoyang Sect.

"The Red Flame Sect and the Seven Evils Sect are next to each other, and the conflict between the two sects is very deep. The Qingfeng Sect, the Shaoyang Sect and our sect have always had a good relationship. This time, the Eastern Wasteland Demon Cultivator is ready to make a move, and all the sects feel the pressure. It is normal for them to unite and form an alliance..."

The old man has been in Lianyun Sect for nearly three hundred years and is very familiar with the internal and external situations.

Even if you don't know the specific situation, you can still make accurate judgments.

After all, forming an alliance is no trivial matter, and the number of sects that Lianyun Sect can choose to form an alliance with is very limited.

Gao Xian nodded, and then asked, "I wonder how strong these sects are?"

Nan Pingsong glanced at Gao Xian. Even after asking so many questions, he still didn't know what Gao Xian wanted to do.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

But he was dying soon and had no time to care about these things.

"Of these three sects, Qingfeng Sect is the strongest. Their leader, Li Chengfeng, is in the late Jindan stage and is said to be only one step away from Yuanying. However, he is 700 years old and has a lower-eighth-grade Jindan, so there is no way he can achieve Yuanying."

Gao Xian suddenly asked, "Old Nan, are there different grades of golden elixirs?"

He had read many classics, but found no records on this matter.

Nan Pingsong laughed: "Don't you know this?"

He turned around and said in a daze, "By the way, you are Xu Mingyuan's apprentice. It's normal that you don't know."

Nan Pingsong laughed even happier as he spoke. Xu Mingyuan was also a strange man. He had a bunch of apprentices working as laborers. No one knew what he was thinking.

"There are nine grades of elixirs, with grade one being the highest and grade nine being the lowest. Generally, they are further divided into upper three grades, middle three grades, and lower three grades."

Nan Pingsong said with some emotion: "It is almost impossible for a lower third grade golden elixir to transform into a baby. For a middle third grade, only one in ten thousand can transform into a baby. For a top third grade, it is said that the chance is very high. The specific situation is not something we can know..."

When it comes to the secret of the golden elixir, ordinary sects are just busy. No one can tell the specific situation.

Anyway, the higher the grade of the golden elixir, the stronger its power, that's for sure.

Gao Xian's eyes lit up. There were so many theories about the golden elixir. He and Qi Niang had no master to guide them, and no place to get information. They were completely in the dark.

Nan Pingsong suddenly said to Gao Xian in a serious tone: "You are very talented. If you want to make further progress, go to Qingyun Sect. Only there is room for you and there is a road leading to the Golden Core."

Gao Xian looked at Nan Pingsong with some confusion, wondering why the old man suddenly said this.

Nan Pingsong explained: "I am almost dying, so I am telling you this. Lianyun Sect is just a small pond that can only accommodate one golden elixir.

"Yun Taihao is stubborn, self-righteous, and cold-blooded. He will never allow outsiders to achieve the Golden Core, and will never allow the Lianyun Sect to fall into the hands of outsiders.

"Qingyun Sect is different. They have a Yuanying Zhenjun in charge, and their heritage has been passed down for thousands of years. Their foundation is extremely profound. Even if you achieve the third-grade golden elixir, Qingyun Sect can still accommodate you..."

Gao Xian understood immediately. No wonder Yun Taihao had no good intentions towards him. The key was that the pool was too small to accommodate a second golden elixir. How could Yun Taihao have a good face towards a potential competitor?

We can tolerate him now because he poses no real threat.

He looked at Nan Pingsong with some admiration. This old man had not lived in vain for three hundred years, he lived his life very wisely!

It really woke me up!

Gao Xian was determined to go to Qingyun Sect, but he didn't fully understand the pros and cons involved.

He praised sincerely: "Mr. Nan has a sharp vision and sees things clearly. I admire him."

Nan Pingsong smiled complacently, "I have followed Sect Master Yun for hundreds of years, so I know him well."

Nan Pingsong added: "You came at the right time. I have a great favor to give you."

"Um?"

Gao Xian was very surprised. How could the greedy and stingy Nan Pingsong be willing to give him a good thing?! He must have heard it right! "You don't have to be so surprised. Although I am greedy, I am going to die soon. I have to consider my descendants..."

Nan Pingsong's efforts in recent years have not been in vain, as he gave birth to another son, whom he regards as a treasure.

As for the other descendants, they are a bit distant and have no feelings for each other.

He knew very well that once he died, his young son, who was only a few years old, would be killed by his unfilial grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

Even if Gao Xian didn't come to see him, he was also planning to invite Gao Xian over.

Nan Pingsong had known many friends in his life, but most of them were dead, and the few remaining ones were hard to trust.

After thinking about it, I think Gao Xian and Zhu Qinnan are good people and it's worth a gamble.

The key is that both of them are young, have a bright future, and are still in the stage of accumulating reputation, so their eating habits will not be very ugly.

Nan Pingsong did not keep the secret. He took out a platinum-colored bead from his sleeve and handed it to Gao Xian. "The Celestial Magnetic Bead is a treasure that I risked my life to obtain in my early years. I have been able to live this long because of the power of this bead."

Gao Xian hesitated for a moment. Of course he wanted the treasure, but he would have to think carefully about Nan Pingsong's treasure.

"I'm about to die, how can I cheat you?"

Nan Pingsong stuffed the Celestial Magnetic Bead into Gao Xian's hand and said, "The Celestial Magnetic Wheel is inherited from the Celestial Magnetic Bead. This is the fastest escape technique among the second-level spells. Running the Celestial Magnetic Wheel can also protect you.

"I realized the situation was bad and I drove the Sky Magnetic Wheel away. Almost no one could catch up with me. Haha..."

Nan Pingsong was quite proud when talking about this. The reason why he could live so long in peace was not because he was a good fighter, but because he was a fast runner.

Gao Xian understood that the old man was always one step ahead of danger! He now relied on the Qingxia Cloak or the Wind Control Flying Technique to fly, and his speed was indeed not very fast. This Tianci Wheel was just right for him!

The old man would give gifts that he couldn’t refuse.

Gao Xian was no longer polite. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Nan."

Nan Pingsong waved his hands hastily: "It's not a gift for nothing. I have a condition. My son Nan Tianshou is two years old this year. I ask you to raise him until he is eighteen years old and find him a sect to practice in..."

Gao Xian looked embarrassed. He was really reluctant to help raise the child.

It is easy to kill or burn a person, but it is too much trouble to raise a child. And you have to raise a child from childhood to adulthood, which takes twenty years, rounded up.

The magnetic bead in his hand was a little hot at this moment, and Gao Xian really wanted to return it.

Nan Pingsong saw something was wrong, and he grabbed Gao Xian's hand excitedly, "Gao Xian, just leave this child at your house and find someone to take care of him. You don't have to raise him. With you here, no one will dare to touch Tianshou."

He paused and said, "As long as you agree, I can also tell you the important secrets of the Great Five Elements Kung Fu..."

(End of this chapter)