Chapter 13 The Heart of the Sword is Clear (Thanks to the Leaders of Hanye Alliance and Huo Bingzhiri Alliance!)
Ning Daoran's eyes were calm, facing the other party's cold and bloodthirsty eyes: "Why are you confident that you can kill me?"
"You can tell in one try whether you can kill or not, so why say more?"
Li Xiu pulled out the entire black sword, and the chill in the forest became even stronger for a moment.
"Peng!"
Almost without thinking, Ning Daoran jumped up like a spiritual ape, twisted his body and swung his arms in one go. The head of the Qinglong Spear, which weighed at least ten kilograms, turned into an afterimage and hit him head and face!
In an instant, he almost used all his strength, and the blood in his body was surging, activating all the power of the Body Tempering Technique Transformation Realm.
"Sixth level of Qi refining?!"
Li Xiu's eyelids twitched violently, and the sword he wielded suddenly gained a few more layers of strength, striving to suppress his opponent with one blow.
A loud bang!
The moment the two collided, the ground covered with weeds and rocks below rippled like a ripple. Countless dirt and gravel rose into the sky in a small area, as if waterfalls were being pulled up.
Li Xiu's blood energy realm is very solid in the later stage, and Ning Daoran's body tempering art realm and strength talent point are full, which increases the strength to an unimaginable level!
"Peng!"
With one blow, the judgment is made.
Li Xiu's black sword suddenly sank involuntarily, and he stepped back, the blood in his body surged, and there was severe pain in his right arm.
He originally thought that this sword was enough to cut off the opponent's spear, and the next sword could cut off the opponent's disgusting head, but he didn't expect that boy, who seemed to be born with divine power, actually completely suppressed him in terms of strength.
The strength of the monks in the middle stage of Qi refining can actually suppress the warriors in the late stage of blood energy. This is simply incredible!
After wielding the gun, Ning Daoran felt hot all over his body. The Body Tempering Technique in his body was running wildly to transport blood. Endless strength came out of his arms, and suddenly another gun fell on his head!
"Little beast, you..."
Li Xiu had no time to dodge, let alone reposition the sword, so in a hurry he had to raise his left arm to resist.
In the crisp sound, Li Xiu's entire left arm fell limply, and was beaten into mud by a gunshot. However, his blood was still strong. Although his face was splashed with blood, his eyes were still full of blood. Ferocious and fierce.
"Keep fighting, you haven't eaten?"
What a vicious Shanyang County policeman, even one of his arms is missing, and yet he can still be so ferocious?
"Buzz!"
A sharp sound erupted in the air, and the third shot came.
The gun head turned into an afterimage and smashed down angrily. The protective blood energy on Li Xiu's body flew away instantly. Then there was a clear sound of bone cracking from the head. The blood immediately splashed out and flowed down his face, making it look more and more... ferocious.
Ning Daoran stepped out and trampled Li Xiu to the ground.
Aim the Azure Dragon Spear at the opponent's head, come again!
The physical body of a warrior in the late stage of the Blood Qi Realm is indeed powerful, and its toughness is even comparable to that of a monk who has perfected the Body Tempering Technique!
Ning Daoran fired three more shots in a row, finally completely smashing Li Xiu's head.
Together with the hair, skull and brains, they were mushy on the grass. At this time, Li Xiu's head was as smashed as a watermelon.
It's time to die.
……
After skillfully touching the corpse, he searched for its soul. Then he raised his hand and fired a fireball, burning Li Xiu's corpse into a pile of ashes.
The ashes were blown by the wind caused by the magic power.
"Old deer, let's go!"
Without much delay, Ning Daoran quickly called out to the big stupid deer that had just emerged from the ground, and quickly returned to the sect along the mountain path before anyone noticed it.
No. 77 Lingtian Courtyard.
After Ning Daoran reopened the small cloud formation, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat in the chair, breathing rapidly.
Li Xiu didn't get much from searching for his soul. His lair was on the other side of the county town, and it was a place where a group of fast and powerful hunters lived, so it was not suitable to take risks.
In addition, Li Xiu's memory is nothing more than corruption, bullying, prostitution, and prostitution. The only thing that may be useful to him is about the black market in Huanglongfang City.
Huanglongfang City was established by the Chaos Sect and had many operators. In addition to the forces of the Chaos Sect, there were also cultivating families and casual cultivators from all over Shanyang County.
It is said that there are dozens of foundation-building families in the Huanglong Mountains alone. The major cultivating families are in a competitive relationship. These forces are fighting openly and secretly in the city, competing for shops and resources, and there are undercurrents everywhere.
Fortunately, there is such a behemoth as the Chaos Sect sitting in charge, so it can be considered safe.
Beyond the bright side of Huanglongfang City, there is a black market across the street. Everything that can and cannot be sold can be traded in the black market.
For example, life outside Fang City is not peaceful, and incidents of murder and treasure grabbing occur frequently. Although the Chaos Sect has sent two foundation builders to guard the city, they cannot completely prevent such things.
Therefore, the stolen goods after killing people and seizing treasures must have a place to go. This is the reason why the black market in Huanglongfang City appeared. In the black market, no one will ask where your treasures come from, only the value of the treasures can be traded at a discount.
"Huh..."
Ning Daoran breathed a deep sigh of relief. In the future, he could consider disguising himself and selling second-level spiritual rice in the black market.
He rummaged around and found that Li Xiu was indeed a poor martial artist. He only had two bottles of blood elixirs in his arms, and more than a dozen spirit stones. It was really depressing for someone in the advanced stage of the blood realm to be so poor.
However, after solving Li Xiu, junior sister Han Bing's troubles have been completely resolved, which is good news.
……
Li Xiu also gained another benefit from the soul search. Li Xiu had indeed killed Uncle Lin, and he was buried in a forest on the way down the mountain.
But Ning Daoran didn't plan to tell Han Bing about this matter. This would easily bring unnecessary suspicion and trouble to herself.
Let the matter between Li Xiu and Lin Bo disappear with the wind!
At this time, Ning Daoran owned a total of 144 low-grade spiritual stones...
He frowned, but it was still not enough. After collecting more than three hundred spiritual stones, he could consider going to Huanglongfang City to buy a magical weapon suitable for him.
After all, he is an immortal cultivator. Although he is currently majoring in body tempering techniques, it is somewhat inappropriate to always wield a big blue dragon to fight with others.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the classification of treasures is quite strict. According to the effect and power of the treasures, they are divided into: magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, spiritual treasures, etc. Among them, monks in the Qi Refining Stage generally only use magic weapons, while monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage use spiritual weapons. If they are lucky enough to become the legendary ancestor of the Golden Pill, they can control magic weapons.
Of course, these rules and regulations are not fixed. If a monk in the Qi Refining Stage has a lot of money and must use spiritual weapons and magic weapons, there is no problem. However, the mana consumption of high-level treasures is extremely huge, and there will be "small horses and big carts" " Suspicion.
If you use a treasure that consumes all your mana once or twice, you might as well not use it at all, and you won't be able to fight for a long time.
In addition, the treasures at each level are divided into four levels.
Just like magical artifacts, they are divided into low-grade magical artifacts, medium-grade magical artifacts, high-grade magical artifacts and top-grade magical artifacts. According to the current price in the world of immortality, a low-grade magical artifact is worth at least 150 spiritual stones, and a medium-grade magical artifact is worth at least 150 spirit stones. Three hundred spiritual stones, and five hundred spiritual stones for high-grade magic weapons.
And if it is the legendary first-level magical weapon, it is almost a magical weapon for a great monk who has reached the Qi refining stage, and the price will be quite at least. It is said that it starts with nearly a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
"Alas..."
Thinking of the price of these magical weapons, Ning Daoran couldn't help but sigh. After all, he was still too poor.
……
After washing off the dirt on the Qinglong Gun and clothes, Ning Daoran put on a new set of clothes and took Big Stupid Deer to weed the spiritual fields before it got dark.
"Senior Brother Ning."
Not far away, the little girl in No. 78 Cemetery straightened up, wiped her sweat and said hello with a smile.
Ning Daoran smiled back.
Soon after, the two of them were resting and chatting on the ridge of the field.
"Junior sister, has Uncle Lin come back? I haven't seen him for a long time, but I miss him a little."
"No..."
When talking about Uncle Lin, Han Bing looked a little unnatural. She seemed to have guessed what happened to Uncle Lin.
After not returning for so many days, Li Xiu often went up the mountain to cause trouble. It was obvious at a glance.
But what can she do? As an outer sect disciple in the early stage of Qi refining, no one in the sect will make decisions for her.
After all, the Chaos Sect is only a legendary "second-rate sect" and cannot be compared with those first-rate sects or even the "Top Ten Immortal Sects" of Xia Kingdom.
Second-rate sects are not so strict in their rules.
The entire Chaos Sect has a total of more than 4,000 people, including 3,000 servant disciples and more than 1,200 outer sect disciples. There are only thirty-three people in the foundation building period of the entire sect.
Wherever possible, many outer sect elders and deacons are actually held by monks in the late stages of Qi refining.
"Senior brother..."
Han Bing suddenly seemed to notice something and stopped talking.
"What's wrong, little junior sister?"
"No...it's okay..."
Han Bing pursed her red lips and forced out a smile: "I really envy you, and you have Senior Brother Lu with you."
“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer immediately let out a roar, and the tail behind its butt quickly shook into an afterimage.
It was particularly happy that Han Bing actually called him Senior Brother Lu. Forget about that, from this moment on, you, Junior Sister Han Bing, have gained the recognition of this Senior Brother!
At sunset, everyone returns to their residence.
In the dilapidated house, Han Bing sat there quietly, suspicion flashing in her eyes. She had a feeling for no reason that Senior Brother Ning had just experienced a life-and-death fight.
But Han Bing didn't know the details.
Could it be related to Li Xiu? Impossible. According to legend, the strength of warriors in martial arts lies in their physical strength. Once a monk of the same level is approached by a warrior, it will be a disaster, and it may be just his own illusion.
After many days, Li Xiu never showed up.
Han Bing felt a little confused.
……
Late one night, Ning Daoran was snoring like thunder in a room twenty feet underground.
Suddenly, a golden sword light soared into the sky from the small courtyard of No. 78 Lingtian, and then bloomed into a shower of tiny stars in the sky.
The next day, Ning Daoran woke up early in the morning and carried hoes with Big Stupid Deer to weed and fertilize.
Not long after, both he and Da Benlu noticed that many Chaos Sect disciples appeared in front of Junior Sister Han Bing's courtyard, including even inner disciples wearing white uniforms!
"Little junior sister, what is this?"
“You don’t know yet, fellow Daoist Ning, right?”
Wearing a short skirt, the plump and snow-white Zhong Yan smiled and said: "I heard that last night, Han Bing, a little girl, awakened her innate sword heart. This is a great blessing, and it suddenly alarmed the sect's senior officials!" < br>
"The heart of the sword is clear..."
Ning Daoran was slightly startled. This was a high-end realm of swordsmanship. And if I remember correctly, junior sister Han Bing had nine-grade four spiritual roots, one of which was a golden spiritual root!
The sensitivity of that golden spiritual root to spiritual energy is close to the eighth level, which means that she now has the capital to become a sword cultivator!
"Just say..."
He smiled slightly: "How can a lady like me, my junior sister, face the loess and back to the sky every day like me? Her appearance is not suitable for farming."
The charming young woman immediately puffed up her full breasts and rolled her eyes at him. This sentimental old lady deserves to farm, right?
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