Chapter 119 Fisherman
Outside the house.
Cheng Shuang looked sad.
In the room, Cheng Lingyu hid her face in the quilt and sobbed secretly. She just felt that it was better to die than to live like this.
"Senior..."
Cheng Shuang gritted her teeth and said through her voice: "You have already seen my little girl's situation... She was born with a body free from fire. This kind of opportunity that only appears in men has happened to her, a woman..."
Ning Daoran stepped forward and said, "Fellow Daoist Cheng, if you have anything to say, just say it. I'm listening."
"Yes!"
Cheng Shuang said: "Lingyu will only die in pain if you follow me, so... I want to take this opportunity like Yuanyang Nuanyu as a gift, and hope that my senior can accept my daughter Cheng Lingyu."
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran frowned and said: "What do you mean?"
"Lingyu has a third-grade fire spirit root. As long as she can practice with her seniors, she will definitely be able to build a foundation in the future. As for seniors, she may be accepted as a disciple, or she may be lucky enough to be favored by seniors and be accepted as a concubine. Yes, as long as Lingyu’s life can be saved, I’m willing to do it!”
Speaking of this, Cheng Shuang's eyes were full of vicissitudes of life and reluctance, her body trembled slightly, and she said: "I just hope that my daughter can live...and if the senior achieves the golden elixir in the future...
Using the golden elixir spiritual energy to wash the spiritual jade's body every day, the Lihuo in her body can be washed away in at least ten years, and she can serve her seniors like a normal monk. ”
"So, all I need to do is provide Cold Dew Pill to extend her life every day? This is not a small sum of money."
"Exactly."
Cheng Shuang gritted her teeth: "But Lingyu... is very beautiful. If she can be saved, she will definitely be devoted to her senior in the future..."
"Let me think twice..."
Ning Daoran thought for a while, one Cold Dew Pill a day, three hundred and sixty-five pills a year, so the annual consumption of Cold Dew Pills would be at least one hundred spiritual stones.
Cheng Lingyu has a third-grade fire spirit root, so it is indeed easy to build the foundation.
Yuanyang Nuan Yu is naturally not cheap. Although the piece of Yuanyang Nuan Jade in Cheng Shuang's hand is small, it is worth at least three thousand spirit stones. Although it is not enough to refine a Fiery Fish Dragon Formation, it is better than nothing. .
How can I say this deal? It was like buying Yuanyang Nuanyu, and also got a beautiful woman like Cheng Lingyu as a gift.
The next moment, Ning Daoran showed an attractive expression.
"Senior!"
Cheng Shuang seemed to have seen the light of day and said: "To be honest with you senior, this Yuanyang Nuan Yu was obtained by this junior and several other Taoist friends in the Qi Refining stage while exploring the secret realm of an ancient cave for foundation-building monks.
There were many mechanisms and restraints in the cave. We only explored a small part and then retreated. The juniors saw with their own eyes that there was a piece of Yuanyang Warm Jade that was at least the size of a fist in the depths. ”
"Really?"
This time, Ning Daoran was really tempted.
"How dare the juniors deceive the seniors?"
Cheng Shuang's eyes were earnest: "What's more, this matter is related to the life and death of my little girl. It is even more impossible for the junior to deceive the senior."
"Got it."
Ning Daoran said: "Cheng Shuang, where is this cave?"
"It's a hundred miles away from here, not too far away. Senior, are you going to explore this secret realm yourself?"
"Exactly."
Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "If you can really get that fist-sized piece of Yuanyang Warm Jade, then even spending more than a hundred spiritual stones every year to buy Cold Dew Pills to extend Cheng Lingyu's life is nothing."
"Yes!"
Cheng Shuang was overjoyed: "In that case, will the junior lead the way for the senior?"
"Good work."
"Senior, why should you be so polite!"
Deep in the forest, the clouds are hazy.
Cheng Shuang drove a spirit boat and took Ning Daoran all the way to the depths of the mountain forest.
Soon after, the spirit boat slowly lowered its height.
……
Miles away.
In a dark and damp underground palace, the stone walls were carved with golden spiritual patterns. In the center of the tomb, there was a gloomy coffin.
Inside the coffin, a man covered in green hair slowly opened his eyes.
The scarlet eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and the terrifying consciousness swept out, and the figures of Ning Daoran and Shen Shuang were already in sight.
"Humph, this old guy Cheng Shuang!"
This inhuman creature sneered: "The prey brought this time is really good. In the early stage of foundation building, I still practiced the Evergreen Technique, which focuses on vitality. Judging from this level, the Evergreen Technique is at least five levels above."
He licked his lips: "Such delicious blood food is enough to make my Heavenly Evil Demonic Skills go one step further!"
The coffin lid slowly moved away, and he floated out, unable to wait.
……
In the dense forest.
"It's just ahead."
Cheng Shuang had a smile on his face: "With Senior Ning's cultivation, he broke through the restrictions in the secret realm and obtained all the secret treasures just like taking things from a bag. I would like to congratulate you first!"
"Congratulations?"
Ning Daoran smiled slightly: "Young Daoist Cheng want to congratulate me, right?"
"Senior, what do you mean?"
Cheng Shuang was slightly shuddered, but she never thought that another Ning Daoran suddenly walked out from behind and knocked him out with a knife.
Search for souls!
After a soul search, Ning Daoran was relieved. It was indeed similar to what he had guessed.
Cheng Shuang is the fishhook.
Yuanyang Nuanyu is the bait.
Cheng Lingyu is also a bait.
I'm even afraid that Cheng Lingyu doesn't have this name at all, and his identity is also false.
And the fisherman is probably in this area.
……
"Hahahahaha~~~" A creepy laughter came from the forest, and a golden elixir aura filled the dense forest.
The fishermen are coming.
This person was wearing a blue gown, covered with zombie-like green hair. He had a mid-stage golden elixir aura and a sinister look in his eyes.
"Cheng Shuang really brought a good prey."
He stared directly at Ning Daoran as if staring at a plate of delicious food.
"It turns out that he is in the middle stage of Golden Elixir. No wonder he is so rampant."
Ning Daoran released his breath and raised his hand to take out the Azure Dragon Spear. Next to him, the figure of the big stupid deer slowly appeared.
"It turns out to be a mid-stage foundation building, plus a second-order early stage spiritual beast. No wonder it is so bold."
The creature, neither human nor ghost, was filled with gloomy energy and said with a smile: "But these are not enough?"
Ning Daoran didn't say anything, but just patted the storage bag, and suddenly the poles floated out neatly, and he shot more than ten magic formulas in an instant. The formation flags flew out, and a five-element wandering formation was instantly deployed!
"First-order high-grade killing array?"
The other party sneered: "Junior, do you plan to use the first-order formation to kill Jindan?"
As he spoke, he waved his long sleeves, and the mist surrounding the ghosts suddenly dissipated. In the mist, figures stood upright. They were all refined corpses, and there was even a corpse refined in the early stage of the golden elixir!
Suddenly, the forest was filled with a foul smell.
"You..."
Ning Daoran's eyes fell on one of the foundation-building corpses, and he instantly recognized its appearance. It was none other than Wen Ru's father, Wen Zichen!
"Are you Ouyang Po!?"
In an instant, Ning Daoran's eyes became extremely sharp.
It’s not that enemies don’t get together, things in this world are just such coincidences!
……
"Since you know me, do you still dare to fight me?"
Ouyang Po's voice was cold: "Why don't you just surrender and be my blood food?"
"Old guy, don't even think about living today."
Ning Daoran said lightly, raised his palm, and the Five Elements Displacement Formation suddenly rose up. The mana of the five attributes protruded one after another, turning into various kinds of flames, water flows, ground thorns, etc. to attack the opponent.
"How dare you make fun of a mere first-order formation?!"
Ouyang Po roared angrily. Not only did he instantly send out more than a dozen zombies to rush into the formation, but he also used his abundant magic power to try to overthrow the formation directly!
Without thinking, Ning Daoran released five A-level paper figures and dozens of B-level paper figures one after another!
Facing a mid-stage Jindan great monk, if you still dare to hold back, you are looking for death!
In an instant, countless paper figures attacked each other.
Even the five first-class paper figures have been assigned treasures. Some hold second-level low-level spiritual weapons, and some hold first-level magical weapons. Their combat power is about 30% of Ning Daoran's body, which cannot be ignored at all!
"Xiaoqing!"
The green ghost flag flew past, and the empress in green crashed into the formation, hitting Ouyang Po directly!
Amidst the roar of the fierce ghost, Ouyang Po looked ferociously and used the evil spirit to scare away the empress in green.
But it was rare for the empress in green to be released. With a pretty face and a ferocious expression, she quickly killed her again.
She had a cultivation level close to the early stage of the Golden Core, while the opponent was in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Ouyang Po could not do anything to her in a short period of time.
"All up!"
Ning Daoran rose into the air with the Qiu Shui Sword, and used the Jianjia Sword Technique, "swish, swish" and slashed out streaks of true yang magic. Suddenly, the blazing sword energy struck Ouyang Po's protective yin energy, perfectly suppressing it.
"Shu Zi, you are looking for death!"
Ouyang Po roared angrily, using the magic power of the middle stage of the golden elixir to push hard. For a moment, the five elements wandering formation was shattered into pieces, and the formation flags and formation disks buried in the ground exploded to pieces!
However, before Ouyang Po had time to be happy, the second formation immediately rose up!
The second-level low-grade trapped formation, the Canghai Xuanbing Formation!
"Let me see how many formations you have!"
Ouyang Po roared angrily and launched a number of second-level spiritual weapons to attack frantically.
At the same time, the magic power continued to push forward, coupled with the impact of a group of corpses and ghosts, even the Canghai Xuanbing Formation began to crack.
"Chi!"
The jade sword fell in the air, leaving a bloody gash on Ouyang Po's back.
This wound made the old monster in the middle stage of the golden elixir become even more ferocious, and the blood of the Tiansha Demonic Skill soared into the sky, struggling to attack the formation.
The paper figurines were shattered one after another under the opponent's attack, and even three first-class paper figurines were broken in a row.
Not long after, the Canghai Xuanbing Formation collapsed!
Several formation plates and formation flags were all destroyed.
"Any more?!"
Ouyang Po's eyes were bloodshot, and he was already furious.
It is simply impossible for a measly mid-stage foundation-building monk to defeat him, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator. No matter how many formations are used, it will not help!
"Buzz——"
A bloody formation rose up.
The second-level mid-level killing array, the blood-transforming soul-chasing array!
Ning Daoran kept swinging his long sword and attacked Ouyang Po from outside the formation. At the same time, he arranged a layer of formation outside the formation in advance, not giving the opponent a chance to rush out.
The big stupid deer roared on the outside, and it used fireballs, ice cones, and rocks to hit the golden elixir monks in the formation!
The damage to paper figures and formations is just a matter of resources.
In Ning Daoran's mind, if a high-level monk cannot kill his opponent instantly, the fighting will consume spiritual stones. In this case, he will not feel any distress.
Once the opponent is killed, the opponent's storage bag will naturally be able to recover a lot of blood.
At this moment, he would never confront Ouyang Po head-on.
If the energy is exhausted, there is no need to take risks.
……
Soon after, the Blood Soul Chasing Formation was destroyed!
This golden elixir is so powerful in the middle stage!
At this time, Ouyang Po was disheveled and covered in blood. Although his face was ferocious, in fact, his magic power had dropped to about 60% of its peak.
The injuries on his body, coupled with the damaged treasures, corpse refining, etc., all greatly reduced his strength!
"Any more?!"
Ouyang Po's eyes burst into blood: "Zhuzi, do you still have the formation?"
"Buzz——"
A lush bamboo forest rose into the sky.
The second-level high-grade formation, Shuiyun Golden Bamboo Sword Formation!
At the same time, twelve silver flying swords full of murderous aura rose into the sky!
……
"Are you still a fucking swordsman?" Ouyang Po was furious.
(End of chapter)