Chapter 8 Lao Lu, please listen to the question! (Thank you cklyt leader!)
[In the first year, when you looked at the soul-searching skills and texts, it was like looking at a heavenly book. You also knew that your understanding was very rare, so you could only sigh]
[In the eleventh year, you watched the exercises intently, and suddenly a light seemed to light up in your heart]
[You have understood, it turns out that soul searching is not a heavenly book. If you want to practice such secret skills, just do this, this, this and this...]
[Soul Searching Technique. Low-grade Xuan Level (Introduction)]
[In the forty-fifth year, you dream of making greater progress in the soul-searching technique, but your qualifications are constantly hindering your ambitions. The soul-searching technique is far more obscure and complex than you imagine]
[In the 528th year, despite all your efforts, you still haven’t been able to figure out how to push the practice of Soul Searching one step further]
[You begin to doubt life and feel that such secret techniques must be boring tricks of boring people. It’s okay if you don’t practice such evil techniques! But at this moment, you think of the woman you have been dreaming about, and suddenly you feel something in your heart]
[Soul Searching Technique. Low-grade Xuan Level (Xiao Cheng)]
[In the 1,450th year, you are so knowledgeable that you feel powerless as you look at the soul-searching skills manual in your hand. You feel that you have tried your best, and a small achievement is already your limit]
[In the year 2343, you are covered with white hair, sitting in the wilderness like a beggar, meditating hard, trying to catch the gleam of light in your mind]
【Your life is coming to an end, but you seem to understand something in your heart】
[Soul-Searching Technique. Low-grade Xuan Level (Dacheng)]
[Remaining time for intensive cultivation: nine hundred and ninety-nine years]
……
"Huh..."
Ning Daoran breathed a deep sigh of relief. At this time, his mind was still very confused, as if he had experienced a brainstorm, and he still needed to digest the understanding and comprehension of the soul-searching technique.
But he knew that now was not the time to digest. Once someone saw Lao Dao's body, he would be put in danger.
"Search for souls!"
He immediately used the Soul Searching Technique on Lao Dao's corpse. Immediately, driven by powerful magic, spiritual power surged forward and forcibly snatched Lao Dao's soul out of the corpse!
"Um..."
The old soul's eyes turned white, and he was a little confused, not knowing what happened.
"Hey..."
Ning Daoran's lips curled up into a smile.
"You...you..."
The old Taoist was furious and tried to struggle with dancing hands: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have been practicing the soul-searching technique for half my life and have not been able to master it. How did you succeed in practicing it in an instant?"
"There's so much nonsense, stop asking about geniuses!!"
Ning Daoran didn't talk nonsense to him, went straight to the soul search, and immediately learned the location of Lao Dao's secret lair!
In an instant, the soul-searching technique was released, and a fireball popped up, turning Lao Dao's body into ashes. When he raised his hand, the strong mana turned into a strong wind and blew out, directly blowing away Lao Dao's ashes.
……
"Well..."
Ning Daoran took Big Stupid Deer away from the area first, then thought about it and decided to go back to Huanglongfang City again to raid Lao Dao's lair to avoid long nights and dreams.
After all, the relationship network of this kind of robbery cultivator is very dense, and most of the people he comes into contact with are not good people.
They quickly went down the mountain, but did not take the original path. Under the guidance of Ning Daoran, one person and one deer made a circuitous circle, emerging from the other side of Huanglongfang City, and then entered a narrow alley.
After mobilizing mana and removing the three disguises, a broken door appeared in front of him.
After opening the door, it turned out to be quite spacious and clean inside. This was Lao Dao's residence. According to the memory gained from the soul-searching technique, Ning Daoran easily found a small pile of spiritual stones and some spiritual herbs stored by Lao Dao.
This is the entire net worth of Lao Dao, a mid-stage Qi refining cultivator. Of course, the most valuable thing on Lao Dao is actually the small green sword. It is a serious first-order mid-grade magic weapon. Unfortunately, it was destroyed during the battle. Broken.
However, the old Taoist only has 73 spiritual stones, which is enough.
Ning Daoran sighed a little, it turned out that Ma Wuye was not fat. He had earned so many spiritual stones in this round, which was far more than the income from growing spiritual rice in the mountains!
Of course, this kind of thing is risky, so it’s better not to encounter it.
Ning Daoran quickly left this place with Dabenlu and immediately transferred to Huanglongfang City.
On a whim, he went to a store that sold elixirs. Instead of buying elixirs, he just bought a bunch of seeds of elixirs. He also bought some low-level elixirs such as Yan Ling Cao, Ling Xi Cao, Huaxue Ginseng, etc. , spending a total of more than twenty spiritual stones.
……
After all this trouble, it was already dark when we returned to the Chaos Sect.
In early spring, the mountain wind is cold and the snow is still there on both sides. The mountains and forests are silent, except for the constant sound of running water in the mountain streams.
"Ouch?"
Suddenly, the big stupid deer stopped and looked into the distance with a pair of big deer eyes.
"What's the matter, Old Lu?"
Ning Daoran lowered his body and looked in the direction where the big stupid deer was looking: "What's there?"
"Ouch!"
The big stupid deer sniffed its nose, nodded vigorously, and walked over. Ning Daoran hurriedly followed.
"Not quite right."
Ning Daoran suddenly felt something in his heart. There seemed to be a heat spreading in front of him. There were originally snow and unmelted ice on both sides of the mountain stream, but all the ice and snow here had melted.
A few steps further, I saw a person lying in the mountain stream.
He is a young man, and he is a disciple wearing a white uniform of the Chaos Sect. The edge of the white uniform is embroidered with fiery red stripes, and the workmanship is fine. Even the clothing itself can be regarded as a magic weapon, with certain protection and spirit gathering. Effective.
He was seriously injured, and one of the wounds on his chest turned blue, as if he had been poisoned, and there seemed to be a sinister aura surrounding his whole body.
If not saved, he may die. However, Ning Daoran's mind flashed with the idea of taking off this robe and walking away without anyone noticing. Although this idea was despicable and shameful, it was real and logical.
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer called softly, he wanted to save this man.
Ning Daoran frowned and fell into the battle between heaven and man.
The first rule of survival in the world of immortality is to reduce the chance of contamination with karma as much as possible, so that you can live longer. Logically speaking, this kind of situation should be avoided at a distance.
But now that they have come, forget it, let’s make an exception!
He immediately stepped forward and fished the young disciple out of the cold stream.
He was shocked upon contact. The young disciple's body was like a ball of hot coals, quite scalding! As a last resort, Ning Daoran could only use the magic power of the third level of Qi Refining to resist, and then he could barely bear it.
……
After entering the sect, Ning Daoran handed over the injured disciple to an outer sect deacon, and then returned to the spiritual field with the big stupid deer. The cause and effect had already stuck a little, and he had to be more low-key next.
No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard.
"Old deer, come to class!"
The moment he stepped into the small cloud formation, Ning Daoran felt quite uneasy and immediately expressed that he wanted to teach Big Stupid Deer a lesson.
For the sake of immortality and the well-being of one person and one deer, this lesson must be learned!
With a "click" sound, a homemade blackboard was placed in the small courtyard by Ning Daoran.
“Ouch~~~”
Dabenlu had an extremely upright attitude towards learning. He quickly pulled up a bench and sat upright in front of him like a student.
"Hmph!"
Ning Daoran was angrily and drew a circle on the blackboard with a homemade charcoal pen, very skillfully.
"Old deer, please listen to the question!"
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer's body straightened up even more!
"Excuse me!"
Ning Daoran gently clicked the circle on the blackboard and said: "If you saw a weak woman lying dying on the roadside outside, would you save her or not?"
"Ouch!"
The old deer has a high-pitched voice and must be saved!
"Wrong!"
The answer was immediately negative.
"Old deer, listen!"
Ning Daoran said: "It's true that you rescued this woman, but if this woman has a blood feud, after you rescue her, she will go to study under the teacher and take revenge after she has achieved success.
Although the enemy deserves to die, this woman will be killed together with the enemy's wife and children. The enemy's children are about to go to school and die at a very young age. Do you dare to say that you really saved her right? Are you involved in the death of those children? ”
"Ouch..."
The big stupid deer's momentum immediately weakened a bit.
Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly: "I told you a long time ago, don't get involved in other people's karma easily, because every person you save will be involved in a lot of things, some of them good and some of them bad. How can you be sure that it will not affect your own path?”
"Ouch~~"
The big stupid deer straightened his body and responded loudly, he understood, and he will listen to his big brother from now on!
After class, Ning Daoran fell into his chair and fell into deep thought.
He began to review everything that happened today. He had already been keeping a low profile when he went out to sell spiritual rice and buy seeds, but he didn't want to be spotted and cause trouble.
Fortunately, during the soul search process, I had a basic understanding of Lao Dao's life. Lao Dao had no friends in the world of immortality. He was the type who took risks when his longevity was approaching. The boss of Liuxifang was only in the early stage of Qi refining, so the chance of revenge for Lao Dao was extremely low.
Just kill him, there will basically be no trouble this time.
Although the boss of Liuxifang has drawn a clear line with Jie Xiu, but... forget it, let's write it down in a notebook first, as there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.
As for rescuing the inner disciples, it's hard to say. It will have to wait and depend on the situation.
In short, you must be more low-key next and let yourself and Lao Lu continue to reduce their presence in the sect!
……
The next day, spring blossoms.
The previous events were treated as if nothing happened, and one person and one deer began to live a happy life again.
Naturally, Spiritual Field No. 77 needs to be taken care of, including loosening the soil, weeding, etc. Ning Daoran and Dabenlu have become proficient in it. They even learned the second level of the Rain Transformation Jue and began to use the Rain Transformation Jue to nourish the growth of crops.
In the evening, when Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer were playing on the field ridge, a figure appeared. Mr. Lu was back.
"Friend Daoist Ning, you look so good!"
Ning Daoran turned around and saluted: "Friend Lu, are you back from exploring the secret realm?"
"Well, I'm back!"
Elder Lu's face was full of joy, he slipped out a purple knife from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Working with several Taoist friends, after several months, we finally opened the restriction of the sitting monk, and got a first-order low-grade magic weapon, which can be regarded as nothing." This trip was in vain.”
"Congratulations!"
Ning Daoran's face was filled with a refreshing smile, but he was extremely jealous in his heart. After seeing the power of that green sword, he was thirsty for the magical weapon!
But if someone asks him to go to the secret realm again, he will naturally refuse. The risk is too high and it is completely unnecessary!
All I need to do is quietly plant spiritual rice, time is mine.
(End of chapter)