Chapter 148 Fire Cricket
Yuanlong City.
A small city located on the northern border of Qingzhou. To the north of the city is an endless forest sea.
It is said that to the north of Lin Hai, there is a clan of monsters.
Therefore, there is an invasion of beasts about every few decades, and Yuanlong City is the first to bear the brunt, so the outside of the wall is covered with mottled traces of battles.
In addition, a large number of monks gathered here.
Either go north to practice, or go to the depths of the forest to kill monsters and seek opportunities.
Although this Yuanlong City is not large, it has quite abundant resources for cultivating immortals.
……
Food is the Heaven, a famous restaurant in Yuanlong City.
This restaurant does not entertain mortals, only monks. All it sells are spiritual wine, monster meat and other good things, and they can only be settled with spiritual stones.
At noon, a young monk wearing a blue robe stepped into the restaurant.
In the middle stage of foundation building, he has an elegant atmosphere.
"Waiter, serve wine and meat!"
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"
This Taoist was naturally Ning Daoran, who transformed into a Jianjia Sanren. After the table was filled with wine and meat, he started to feast on it.
Not long after, a golden elixir aura flashed into the restaurant.
He was an old man in gray robes, Old Monster Jinxia, the former Supreme Elder of Fenhaizong.
Previously, as the Burning Sea Sect became the subordinate sect of the Jiuyun Sect, this old monster Jinxia fell into the embrace of the devil and has not been seen for many years.
"Is this little friend Jianjia?"
Old monster Jinxia sat down opposite without any ceremony.
"Who is the senior?" Ning Daoran pretended not to know him.
"My Taoist name is Jinxia Zhenren."
Old Monster Jinxia grinned: "However, fellow Taoists in the world of immortality usually call me Old Monster Jinxia."
With that said, the old monster Jinxia sent a message: "Little friend Jianjia, are you really a second-level formation master as the old ghost Bai Ming said?"
"Exactly." Ning Daoran said the same thing.
"So good."
The old monster Jinxia said: "This trip is quite dangerous. Let's not talk about the dangerous things in the Flying Star Secret Realm. The old soul-eating monster has a weird and capricious temper. My friend, stay away from him. In the secret realm... follow as much as possible. After I die, I will naturally protect you.”
"In that case, thank you, Senior Jinxia!"
Ning Daoran's eyes showed excitement and excitement.
……
Not long after, there was a storm in the air, and another mid-stage golden elixir aura broke through the wind.
His figure flashed and transformed into a kind old man wearing a white robe.
The Supreme Elder of Jiuyun Sect and the True Master of Duye.
"Old Monster Jinxia, you actually arrived so early."
"Hmph, old ghost Du Ye, you are not slow either."
Old monster Jinxia said: "This is little friend Jianjia, a second-level formation master, traveling with us."
"Oh?"
Master Duye's eyes lit up.
In the eyes of a great monk like him, the mid-stage foundation building master is mediocre, and the second-order formation master is also average, but being a mid-stage foundation establishment master and a second-order formation master at the same time is relatively outstanding.
There are many dangers in the Feixing Secret Realm. The second-level formation master is certainly important, but a second-level formation master with the ability to protect himself is obviously more important.
After all, not everyone has the energy to protect others when encountering danger.
This Jianjia Sanman can die in the secret realm, but he cannot die too early. He can only die after those important restrictions are broken.
"Little friend Jianjia."
Master Duye moved his lips silently and said: "Although you are a casual cultivator, you are still a righteous cultivator after all. After entering the Feixing Secret Realm, please remember to follow me and fellow Taoist Jinxia closely. He is one of our own."
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"Yes!"
Ning Daoran glanced at the Jindan senior with a grateful expression.
In fact, it would be nice for him to just listen to what his seniors said.
Whether it's a human or a ghost, you won't know until you enter the secret realm.
However, judging from Ning Daoran's experience, if you want to survive to the end, you must treat everyone as ghosts in advance, which will have a greater chance of survival.
Not long after, two figures fell into the restaurant.
There is a man and a woman. The man is wearing a white shirt and holding a long sword. He is extremely handsome. His name is Tan Shangyu, a great monk in the late stage of foundation building.
The woman was wearing a light green floating cloud dress. She was extremely beautiful. She was known as Fairy Ning Yu. She was also a great monk in the late stage of foundation building.
Both of them are true disciples of Jiuyun Sect.
"See Master Duye!"
"No gifts, Ning Yu, are you and Shang Yu ready?"
"We're ready, uncle, please rest assured!"
"That's good. This is Fellow Taoist Jinxia, and this is Little Fellow Jianjia. I have told you before in the transmission notes."
"Yes."
Fairy Ning Yu stepped forward and saluted Yingying. After seeing the old monster Jinxia, she swept her wonderful eyes over Ning Daoran's body, then smiled and said:
"I didn't expect Taoist Brother Jianjia to be so polite and polite, but he doesn't look like a casual cultivator."
"The fairy is overrated."
Ning Daoran said: "The wild man in the lower mountain is used to practicing alone and is not good at talking, so he looks like this, which makes the fairy laugh."
Fairy Ning Yu covered her mouth and smiled softly.
On the side, Tan Shangyu frowned, not even interested in saying hello to Ning Daoran.
Soon after, layman Bai Ming arrived and exchanged greetings with each other.
……
In the afternoon, three more people rushed to Yuanlong City after a long journey.
Amidst the strong demonic aura, a familiar figure appeared in the restaurant. The soul-devouring old demon was dressed in black robes, with a sparkle in his eyes and a scheming look.
Decades ago, outside the secret realm of Cangnan, Ning Daoran had an encounter with the old soul-devouring demon, so he naturally remembered the appearance of this demon deeply in his mind.
Nowadays, the old soul-devouring demon's cultivation has improved even more, and he has actually broken through to the late stage of Jindan, and is only a short distance away from the great monk of Nascent Soul.
Of course, the matter of Ning Ying is as difficult as reaching the sky. It seems to be close at hand, but in fact it is out of reach.
In addition, there were two more people following behind the Soul-Eating Old Demon.
An old man wearing a dark gray short shirt, named Zhang Nan, was a demon cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.
There is also a man with a severed eyebrow who looks extremely fierce. He is called Old Demon Qin. His specific name is unknown. He is also a late-stage foundation-building demon cultivator.
These two people are both members of the Soul-Eating Cult, and can be called the right-hand man of the Soul-Eating Old Devil. They don't hide their demonic aura at all, and look like they don't like anyone.
"Fellow Taoist Duye, Taoist Jinxia, and Taoist Bai Ming, long time no see."
Several Jindan exchanged greetings.
Everyone was very polite and chatted a little about the major events that had happened in the world of immortality in the past few years, except that they did not mention the battle between good and evil, which was a very tacit understanding.
"Is this the little friend Jianjia?"
The soul-devouring old demon cast his gaze over. He was so arrogant that he actually used his spiritual consciousness to scan Ning Daoran's whole body.
"Yes."
Ning Daoran was currently using the Return to Nature level breathing method, but he still felt a little guilty. This old monster in the late stage of the Golden Elixir might be in trouble if he saw through it.
"Second-level formation master, mid-stage foundation-building monk, little friend Jianjia is really good!"
The soul-eating old devil narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "After entering the secret realm of the flying star, I have to ask my friend for several important restrictions."
"Senior, don't worry."
Ning Daoran cupped his fists and said: "Since you have agreed that if you get the flying star centipede in the secret realm, you will hand it over to me, so it is my duty to break the restrictions for you seniors."
"So good."
The soul-eating old demon said: "Since we are all here, let's set off immediately? This place is not too far from the secret realm, but it is not close either."
"Okay!"
……
Suddenly, everyone turned into rays of light and left Yuanlong City.
Several golden elixir monks had the fastest escape speed and were walking in front.
After that came Fairy Ning Yu, Tan Shangyu, Duanmei Dahan and Zhang Nan.
Ning Daoran had the lowest cultivation level and was the only one in the middle stage of foundation building among everyone, so he controlled his escape speed to the slowest.
There was even sweat on his forehead, looking quite strenuous.
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia."
The old demon Qin, a man with broken eyebrows, sneered: "Do you want me to wait a little slower and wait for my Taoist friends?"
"No need to bother."
Ning Daoran's Evergreen Jue aura surged in his body, and he said: "I will try my best to catch up with fellow Taoists!"
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia, I'm sorry to help you."
Fairy Ning Yu smiled sweetly.
There is something about this woman that naturally attracts men. Ning Daoran can't understand it, and would rather call it a feeling.
It was probably because of this feeling that the monk named Tan Shangyu had been protecting Fairy Ning Yu. He was afraid that something would go wrong with her, so he opened and closed his mouth to treat Junior Sister Ning Yu very kindly.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Nan and Old Demon Qin secretly sneered.
In the eyes of the devil, all senior brothers and sisters are a group of male thieves and female prostitutes.
Tan Shangyu seems to be very affectionate towards Fairy Ning Yu. What is he after, other than her flawless body?
Pooh! Despicable! !
……
About half a day later.
The escape speed of several golden elixir monks slowed down, and their bodies sank into an endless deep forest.
All the secret realms in this world of immortality seem to be deep in the woods, making them difficult to discover.
Ning Daoran was the last to fall, panting and looking a little pale. This was a sign that his mana was being depleted too quickly.
"My little friend Jianjia, please take a rest."
Layman Bai Ming said: "There are still about half a day until the secret realm opens, which is enough for you to recover your mana."
"Okay."
Ning Daoran came to an open space and sat cross-legged to meditate.
Not far away, entangled by countless vines, a huge stone carved head of Buddha fell on the ground. It was covered with large moss and full of ancient atmosphere.
This place should have been an ancient temple before, but I don’t know how many years it has been abandoned.
……
A few hours later.
Suddenly there was a vibration from the ground.
Ning Daoran immediately opened his eyes.
"What's wrong, is the secret realm going to be opened?" Zhang Nan asked with a frown.
"It's not time yet."
The soul-eating old devil narrowed his eyes: "No, this breath comes from the ground. Fellow Taoists, be careful and take off immediately!"
Suddenly, everyone jumped into the air.
Ning Daoran floated up and scanned the depths of the ground with his consciousness, only to find an extremely strong aura of a monster.
In addition, the depths of the earth were a fiery red, and there was even faint fire spitting out from the cracks in the ground.
"Boom——"
The forest floor suddenly bulged and cracked, and then a giant beast covered in flames appeared in everyone's eyes. It looked like a mole cricket, but it was extremely huge!
"Be careful, it's a fire cricket, an early stage third-level monster!"
Master Du Ye narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It seems to be a monster guarding the entrance to the secret realm. Fellow Taoists, how about joining forces to kill it?"
"It's just a third-order early-stage monster, why should I care about it?"
The Soul-Eating Old Demon opened his five fingers, and immediately a bloody giant bell magic weapon flew up in his palm!
(End of chapter)