Chapter 200 Linlang Jade Gourd
"This can't happen."
Ning Daoran folded his arms and said calmly: "This turtle is my half-brother. How can I sell it to you just because of my Taoist friend's word of fate? I hope you will forgive me."
"Boy..."
Feng Wuliang's eyes were serious: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined? Then don't blame me for being rude!"
As he spoke, the golden elixir stage spiritual pressure came overwhelmingly.
"Xiao Gui, return to the cave."
Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves, and a wisp of mana suddenly wrapped the green water turtle and sent it into the spiritual garden cave.
"Cave-like treasure?!"
Feng Wuliang's eyes were burning: "Boy, it seems that I can't let you leave alive."
The moment the spiritual pressure fell, Feng Wuliang suddenly raised his hand, triggering a wisp of water vapor. Suddenly, a large hand more than ten feet solidified in the water and fell in the air, directly pressing against Ning Daoran's head.
At the same time, the water attribute mana was poured into the lake, and the water surface suddenly trembled, and wisps of water thorns rose up into the sky. For a moment, Ning Daoran felt as if there was no way to go to the sky and no door to the earth.
The methods of an old golden elixir are indeed extraordinary.
In terms of water attribute skills, Feng Wuliang already has a somewhat "golden elixir immortal" demeanor.
However, Ning Daoran's golden elixir is obviously stronger.
"Peng——"
Just as he lightly stamped his foot, the golden elixir spiritual pressure that was several times that of the opponent exploded, instantly shattering the mana palm above his head, and the water thorns under his feet also shattered, turning into crystals dancing on the lake. pearl!
"Such a strong spiritual pressure, you are also a golden elixir!?"
Feng Wuliang was shocked.
But he knew that things couldn't get better today. He had just said that he couldn't let the other person leave alive. The relationship had already been formed. How could a great golden elixir monk give up?
Ning Daoran opened his five fingers, and the rich Evergreen Secret magic power rolled out. Suddenly, the lake water continued to separate and intertwine, turning into two magic palms tens of feet in size, surrounding both sides, and blasted towards the old Jindan.
"You..."
How could Feng Wuliang dare to be careless? He hurriedly took out a treasure mirror, a second-order high-grade spiritual weapon. The mirror's light swirled, and it seemed as if another world had opened up. The magic power of the Evergreen Jue passed through the mirror light, and it passed through the mirror light. and failed to cause any harm to the opponent.
It is a spiritual weapon with supernatural powers!
Ning Daoran raised his hand gently, and the twelve silver-moon flying swords shot out of the air, sucked up the water droplets in the lake, and attacked and killed them with a "swish".
"Well done!"
Feng Wuliang shouted low and took out a bone shield from his storage bag. Suddenly, the Silver Moon Flying Sword exploded with a "clang" and bounced off the bone shield. The defense of the bone shield was extremely strong, at least it was a second-order high-grade spirit. Instrument level.
I didn’t expect that the ancestor of the Feng family had so many treasures!
Ning Daoran did not intend to fight for a long time. He immediately raised his finger and under the guidance of the Jianjia Sword Jue, a golden sword flew out of his body. With a loud "Peng" sound, he directly destroyed the bone shield!
"You..."
Feng Wuliang turned pale with shock. At this moment, his heart was filled with chills. The person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary Golden Core cultivator!
Although he looked young, his spiritual pressure and mana strength were far better than those of ordinary golden elixirs in their early stages. Feng Wuliang even felt that this person had not yet made a full attack, otherwise he might have been suppressed!
I have no choice but to use that rare treasure!
If he didn't have to, he would never let the rare treasure show up, but at this time, he had formed a relationship with a powerful golden elixir, and he had no choice but to use it if he didn't want to!
In the air, six golden swords came and went like lightning, heading straight for Feng Wuliang's heart.
But at this moment, Feng Wuliang opened his palm, and a ray of light shot out, and in the blink of an eye it condensed into an emerald-colored jade gourd. The moment the jade gourd appeared, Ning Daoran knew that this treasure was extraordinary!
The rich aura of the magic weapon is by no means inferior to that of a top-grade magic weapon!
No wonder the ancestor of the Feng family behaves in such a domineering manner. It turns out he possesses such rare treasures.
"Take it!"
As the mana surged, Feng Wuliang shouted, and the auras of the six golden flying swords were immediately locked, and then the mouth of the jade gourd was like a spiral abyss, creating an extremely strong suction force!
“Zizi~~~”
The golden silk sword was like a fish swimming in the wind. Although it struggled hard, it could not break free at all.
In the blink of an eye, all six golden swords were put into the gourd.
However, at this moment, six golden swords were fired at Feng Wuliang's throat from the left and right sides of the wind!
"Why is there still more!?"
Feng Wuliang was shocked and hurriedly used his magic power to activate the gourd to try to take away more golden swords!
However, at this moment, a wisp of blood-colored thread passed through the lake and passed through the sky!
"Chi!"
Feng Wuliang was no longer alive, and a line of blood appeared on his neck, and then the head of the Jindan Patriarch slowly rolled down from his neck.
He was focused on dealing with the Golden Silk Sword, and could no longer spare any more of his soul to take care of other aspects.
However, Ning Daoran's soul is so powerful that he can control several magic weapons at the same time, not to mention the Golden Silk Sword and the Spirit Cage Silk. Even the Bamboo Leaf Knife and the Lingxiao Mist Dream Bracelet are ready to go!
Even if Feng Wuliang didn't die from the Lingcage Silk, he was destined to die from the Bamboo Leaf Knife and the Lingxiao Mist Dream Bracelet.
"Shua——"
Ning Daoran's figure flashed past. The treasure must not fall to the ground. He reached out and grabbed the jade gourd that was about to fall into the lake. Inside the jade gourd, six golden swords were clanging loudly, fighting hard to attack the inside of the gourd.
"Don't worry."
Ning Daoran comforted him for a while, and the six-mouthed golden sword calmed down. There was no need to worry. After the jade gourd was refined later, the golden sword would naturally be released.
This jade gourd is so extraordinary that it can actually take away other people's magic weapons. This kind of treasure can no longer be summarized as ordinary magic weapons.
Ning Daoran turned over into the water and used water escape to cover up his figure.
Then he brought Feng Wuliang's body over to search for its soul, then took away its storage bag and reduced it to ashes with a puff of Samadhi True Fire deep in the bottom of the lake, and then the water escaped.
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Swordsmith's shop.
Xiaobai was like a beautiful woman from a scholarly family, sitting by the bed under the oil lamp, holding a book in her hand and reading.
There was a takraw ball hanging on her waist, which was the Lingpu Cave. At this time, Ning Daoran looked excited in the Lingpu Cave.
At this moment, in his hand, an emerald-like jade gourd glowed with gleaming light.
According to the information obtained by Soul Search Feng Wuliang, this jade gourd came from an ancient monk's cave. It is said that the ancient monk was a late Nascent Soul when he was alive. He was a ruthless character who could make the Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World tremble with just a stomp of his feet.
But death is like a lamp going out, and the same goes for Yuanying monks.
After the Nascent Soul monk's cave was discovered, four Jindan including Feng Wuliang made an appointment to join forces to open the cave. Two of the Jindans fought to death for the jade gourd in the middle stage, but in the end Feng Wuliang was the fisherman who profited. .
According to memory, this gourd is called Linlang Jade Gourd. It is a third-level top-quality magic weapon, but it is not an ordinary magic weapon, but an ancient treasure.
The material of this jade gourd is quite rare and precious. It is made from an immortal gourd that has been innate for 100,000 years. It is a legendary ancient treasure!
Unfortunately, over the ages, the spirituality in the Linlang Jade Gourd has gradually disappeared. If the spirituality is still there, it is not a magic weapon, but a fourth-level psychic treasure!
However, even so, this ancient treasure that can take away other people's treasures during a battle is still extremely rare!
Ning Daoran frowned. Among his many treasures, Linlang Jade Gourd's status was extremely outstanding, no less than the three top magic weapons: Golden Silk Sword, Lingxiao Mist Dream Bracelet, and Soul Refining Tower!
A few days later.
The Linlang Jade Gourd was re-refined, and all the marks of Feng Wuliang's soul were erased. At this time, the gourd had become Ning Daoran's natal magic weapon, and its positioning was - a cornucopia!
outside world.
The news about the fight in Xiping Lake has been spreading for many days. Some monks in the city saw the fight between Ning Daoran and Feng Wuliang, but they disappeared after hitting each other.
And no one knew that the old Confucian scholar was Feng Wuliang, the ancestor of the Feng family, let alone that Feng Wuliang was dead.
Only the Feng family and several senior family officials knew that the ancestor was out "on business", and not long after, Feng Wuliang's soul card left in the ancestral land was broken.
At this time, the Feng family kept it secret and did not dare to announce the death of their ancestor.
If the outside world learns of this, the Feng family will be expelled from the Jindan family, and those families that covet the Feng family's spiritual lineage will be ready to take action, eating up nothing of the Feng family like a pack of wolves gnawing at a fat cow.
This point is actually the same as the secret of not mourning.
……
In the city, a patrolling monk found Ning Daoran and asked about the battle in the lake.
Ning Daoran only said that the other party was a robbery cultivator. During the fight, he escaped by water escape and never saw the other party again.
The monks patrolling the city couldn't find the other party's bones, so they had no choice but to give up.
As for the duckweed house...
Chen Ping'er was still trembling, worried that the golden elixir great monk Feng Wuliang would come and massacre Duckweed Fang, but ten days had passed and there had been no movement.
On the contrary, Ning Daoran collected three thousand spirit stones in ten days!
Finally, Duckweed Fang couldn't stand it any longer. Late one night, Chen Ping'er took the Thunder Formation from the Heavens to find Ning Daoran and returned the formation.
If it is not returned, every day's profit in the workshop will be used to fill the bottomless pit of rent for the Heavenly Thunder Formation.
As a result, life in Fanshu City returned to peace again.
……
Time flies by, and two years pass by in the blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran was one hundred and forty-seven years old, and this was the seventh year since he left the Chaos Sect.
Life in Fan Shucheng was extremely leisurely. Every day, Bailu was urged to practice the Wind and Thunder Hammer technique, played chess under the tree with Mr. Ou Yeping, or listened to music in the city under the leadership of Sang Ping'an.
However, after all this was removed, Ning Daoran often released batches of second-class paper people, letting these second-class paper people search around the border areas of Qingzhou and Kuizhou, looking for opportunities.
Half a year later, he really found an opportunity.
In the dense forest thousands of miles south of Fanshu City, Paper Man B discovered an ancient monk's cave. The cave's restrictions were extremely complicated. It was conceivable that the ancient monk's cultivation level was definitely not too low.
Ning Daoran sent Class B paper men many times to explore the situation near the cave, and found that there were no traces of being discovered, so he sent Class A paper men to collect information about the prohibition.
And I was in Fanshu City, wandering around the major cities, collecting all the materials to crack the ban, and then I was ready to take action.
A few months later, Ning Daoran went out to explore the unknown ancient monk's cave alone!
(End of chapter)