Chapter 7 Soul Searching Technique (Thanks to Skull’s uncrowned leader!)
Spring is warm, flowers are blooming, and rivers are thawing.
Dots of green appeared on Qibi Peak, and No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard was gradually covered with green again.
"A year's plan starts with spring, we can't slack off, old deer!"
In the early morning, Ning Daoran, who put on a short shirt, looked extremely capable, just like the country boy before.
He decided to renovate the cabin. Although there was only one person and one deer living there, the pursuit of quality of life had always been his dream. After all, the ultimate goal of cultivating immortality was to live longer and enjoy more.
The application for renovation had been approved half a month ago. The elders of the outer sect stated that as long as it does not break through the range of the small cloud formation, it can be repaired at will. The required wood and stones can be mined from Qibi Peak.
For a while, Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were having sex in full swing.
The big stupid deer carried strong raw materials up the mountain from the mountainside again and again, while Ning Daoran borrowed saws, chisels and other tools, and continued to turn the wood into pieces of wood with his bare arms.
It took ten days to lay the foundation.
The reason why it took so long to lay the foundation was because it was a foundation that went down twenty feet!
Ning Daoran is cautious by nature, and is determined that it is definitely not safe to just live on the surface, and he must be prepared for danger at any time.
So he decided to secretly build new bedrooms, planting rooms, storage rooms, spiritual insect rooms, practice rooms, alchemy rooms, etc. underground. Dozens of huge rooms were dotted deep underground!
After that, we started to build the part above the ground. There is nothing to say. Although the two-story building is not too big, it is spacious and comfortable!
……
In the courtyard, three-thirds of the spiritual rice is almost ripe. When the cold spring breeze blows, the sight of rolling rice waves is intoxicating.
At this time, Ning Daoran discovered another matter that needed to be dealt with urgently.
The spiritual rice seeds have been used up, but the next time to receive the seeds is still more than half a year away.
Although it is true that you can spend spiritual stones to buy seeds at the Contribution Hall, it is too easy to attract unnecessary attention.
The spiritual farmers here in Lingtian Division had already received the seeds in the middle of last year. Ten kilograms of seeds per household was not enough.
I had no choice but to go down the mountain to the legendary Huanglongfang City to buy it.
"Old deer, are you going down the mountain for a walk? We haven't been out for a long time since we went up the mountain." Ning Daoran asked with a smile.
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer immediately raised its big head and swung its tail wildly, almost turning into an afterimage. It also wanted to go down the mountain and gain experience, and it was almost getting moldy in the sect.
"Let's go!"
Ning Daoran made up his mind and immediately took out two hundred kilograms of spiritual rice from the storage room and carried it on the back of a big stupid deer.
According to the price on the market, one piece of spiritual rice is worth ten kilograms of low-grade spiritual stone, but the price of the seeds is two pieces of spiritual stone per kilogram, which is not ordinary expensive.
After Ning Daoran changed into ordinary people's clothes, he went down the mountain with Big Stupid Deer. As expected, he met no one while keeping a low profile.
Between the mountains and fields, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.
The mountain gate is about fifty miles away from Huanglongfang City, so you have to walk faster. Ning Daoran walks like flying with the big stupid deer!
Arrive in Huanglongfang City before noon.
"Fuck!"
Looking at the city with shops and palaces, Ning Daoran was amazed. The prosperity here was even better than that of the Chaos Sect, especially in terms of popularity, it was much better than the Chaos Sect!
On the mountain, the senior brothers and sisters spend most of their time practicing in seclusion, but the mountain is not so lively!
"Ouch!"
The big stupid deer also opened his eyes wide and stared at the crowds of pedestrians in the market, completely gaining a new perspective.
Ning Daoran stood in front of a store called Liuxifang. This store is not the biggest, but it is not the smallest either. It is quite satisfactory and has a scarce presence. That's it!
The boss of Liuxifang is a man with a mustache who only has the third level of Qi refining. When he sees the visitor, he immediately has a smile on his face: "What do you do for me, fellow Taoist?"
"Boss, will you accept the spiritual rice?"
"Collect, collect, collect naturally."
"Okay."
After unloading two hundred kilograms of rice, the boss immediately called the waiter to weigh him.
"Boss, do you have spiritual rice seeds for sale in your store?"
"Of course there is."
The boss smiled and said: "How many kilograms of spiritual rice seeds do fellow Taoists need?"
"How many spiritual stones I have sold for these spiritual rice can be exchanged for seeds."
"Okay, I understand."
Soon, the boss took a heavy bag of seeds and handed it to Ning Daoran.
After careful inspection and confirmation that these spiritual rice seeds were full of vitality, Ning Daoran immediately turned around and left with Big Stupid Deer.
……
Not long after Ning Daoran left the store.
A figure flashed out of the back hall of Liuxifang. It was an old Taoist wearing a gray robe, with the aura of the sixth level of Qi Refining flowing on his body. He was holding a fortune-telling stick in his hand and looked at Ning Daoran and Da Benlu. There was a murderous intent in his eyes.
"Do you really want to take action?"
The boss of Liuxifang frowned: "Are you crazy? This guy can sell two hundred kilograms of spiritual rice in one go. Maybe he is a descendant of some aristocratic family? Have you ever considered the consequences?"
"Hmph!"
The old Taoist sneered: "Whose family's children sell spiritual rice by themselves?"
"What if he is a disciple of the Chaos Sect?"
"That's right, so what?"
The old Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly, with anger in his eyes, but when he looked at the boss of Liuxifang, his eyes immediately warmed up a little.
"If you kill a mere second-level Qi refining person, what can the Chaos Sect do? My cultivation base has not improved even a little bit for so many years. If I work hard, I might still have a chance to enter the later stage of Qi refining..." There was greed in his eyes. Fierce: "It's best that he is an outer disciple of the Chaos Sect. He must have a magic weapon given by the master. How can I miss it?"
The boss of Liuxifang sighed: "If you want to go, go, but don't implicate me. From now on, there will be nothing between you and me."
The old Taoist snorted softly and rushed out of the door.
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In the mountains and fields, birds are chirping and flowers are fragrant.
Ning Daoran took Dabenlu back to the sect. Although the road was a mountain trail, there were no people and it was quite quiet.
Not long after, he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.
It felt as if something was staring at it, but the big stupid deer was completely unaware of it and hurried along leisurely, lowering its head to eat the tender grass on the roadside at every turn.
"Old deer!"
Ning Daoran lowered his voice and said: "We seem to be being watched, everyone is looking at me."
In an instant, his eyes became sharp.
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer suddenly looked stern, with seven or eight cross veins popping up on his forehead. It was unreasonable for someone to have an idea against him and his elder brother!
"Haha... please be alert!"
At this moment, a figure came from the forest.
Ning Daoran turned around and looked there calmly.
I saw an old Taoist slowly walking out of the dense forest, with the five fingers of his palm open toward the sky, and a small green sword several inches long floating in the palm.
"I would like to advise my fellow Taoist, don't try to escape or resist. In the middle stage of Qi refining and the first-order mid-grade magic weapon, your measly early stage Qi refining has no chance at all."
"Hmph, fellow Taoist, do you mean to let me tie my hands?"
"Nature is not tied up."
The old Taoist's eyes flashed fiercely, and he smiled and said: "You are a disciple of the Chaos Sect. After seeing the true face of the poor Taoist in Lushan, do you think you still have a chance to leave alive?"
"I understand."
Since the other party has murderous intentions, he can die.
Ning Daoran raised his hand and took off the half of the Qinglong Spear wrapped in cloth from the back of the big stupid deer. He patted it lightly, and the big stupid deer escaped into the ground knowingly. Ning Daoran suddenly became focused.
The shadows of the trees in the jungle are swaying and the cold wind is blowing.
"Whoosh!"
Ning Daoran's eyelids twitched slightly, there was a chill in his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he disappeared into an afterimage!
"So fast!"
The old Taoist's heart was racing and he felt something was wrong. The aura that the other party burst out in an instant was definitely not the early stage of Qi refining, but the genuine mid-stage Qi refining!
"Seeking death?!"
As the old man retreated, he poured mana into the small sword in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, the small sword turned into a wisp of green light and flew away with a "chi", breaking the wind at an extremely fast speed!
Green light suddenly appeared, and Ning Daoran suddenly tilted his body, and the clothes around his neck cracked silently. Even the small sword weapon was too sharp, and it actually broke a little of the soul and flesh!
"What?!"
The old Taoist was shocked. His little sword was a first-level mid-level magic weapon. It didn't even cut the kid's neck! ?
The storm was rising, and Ning Daoran shot down hard!
He has a clear mind and has no experience in fighting. If he really relies on magical weapons to mediate fighting, he will only be asking for trouble, so he only targets the old master and kills him before he can!
The old Taoist was shocked, and a talisman slipped out of his sleeve and turned into a golden light that enveloped his body.
"Peng!"
With a loud noise, the thick blade of the Azure Dragon Spear hit the old Taoist's head, and the golden light pouring out of the talisman suddenly became violently distorted!
Ning Daoran's strength was quite strong under the blessing of the perfection level body tempering technique. When the old Taoist figure staggered, he took advantage of the situation and kicked the opponent's abdomen.
Behind him, the small green sword made a sharp cry and fell on the shoulder. It was still just a skin injury. The perfect body-protecting spirit of the Body Tempering Technique was blessed with the effect of five points of defensive talent. At this time, the physical body was as solid as a rock!
“Ouch~~~”
In the midst of lightning and flint, the big stupid deer burst out of the ground with a loud cry and hit Lao Dao hard on the back.
Ning Daoran jumped up and shot another hard shot at Lao Dao's head.
"It's over!"
The old Taoist was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly used the small green sword to come back for help. He only heard a crisp sound of "bang", and the small green sword made an explosion sound under the fierce impact of the Azure Dragon Spear, and directly turned into pieces!
The Azure Dragon Spear took advantage of the situation and fell, the golden light dispersed, and the talisman suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes.
"You!"
The old Taoist felt a chill running down his spine as he watched the gun shadow fall from the sky!
"Fellow Taoist, stop! I am willing to..."
Before he finished speaking, a shot fell, his skull burst open, his brains shot out, and the old Taoist never had a chance to say the next words.
……
“Tu tu tu tu tu~~~”
His heart was almost about to jump out. Ning Daoran almost thought that he was about to be killed by the small green sword at a moment just now. Even though it was the second time he fought with someone, he was still panicking.
No matter, let’s clean up the traces first.
His movements when touching the corpse became more and more fluid. Unfortunately, this old man was too poor and didn't even have a storage bag with him. He must have known that the robbery was dangerous, so he didn't bring any of his belongings with him.
In the end, only a dozen low-grade spiritual stones were found, and there was also a parchment secret book wrapped in multiple layers of cloth.
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran was surprised as he held the secret book of the exercises, and the Cao Mu Holy Spirit system automatically recorded the exercises.
[Soul Searching Technique. Low-grade Xuan level (not yet started)]
It's actually a Xuan level technique?
Ning Daoran was slightly shuddered. This was the first time he saw the Xuanjie technique, so he took a look at the time of intensive cultivation. It had been more than three thousand years, and started practicing immediately!
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