Chapter 210 The Strong’s Deal
Duckweed Square, elegant room.
Ning Daoran sat by the window and drank tea with Chen Ping'er.
Cultivation is difficult, but also requires a balance between work and rest. When he has time, he will come over to Chen Ping'er to relax.
"I didn't expect that Mo Yunting would take Shadowless Wood so seriously."
Chen Ping'er frowned lightly and said: "It's just a piece of shadowless wood used to make friends with a golden elixir monk. What a cost-effective business this is. Mo Yunting doesn't understand such a simple truth?"
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"It's different."
Ning Daoran smiled with relief and said: "The leader of the Divine Weapon Sect, Mo Yunting, has the dual identities of a middle-stage Golden Elixir and a divine craftsman. How could such a high-ranking and powerful person put his eyes on a mere early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator? ”
He sighed: "Well, to put it bluntly, casual cultivators really have no cards to hang around outside. If I had my back against the top ten immortal sects, Mo Yunting would probably give up some Shadowless Wood."< br>
Chen Ping'er nodded, this makes sense.
But at this moment, there was a noise on the street.
On the second floor of the brothel diagonally opposite, there was originally a beautiful scene of "the whole building full of red sleeves", but at this time, a figure broke the railing and fell from the second floor.
Judging from that appearance, she was a woman from a brothel, extremely beautiful.
"Ah~~~"
A group of brothel girls were so frightened that they backed away. Some looked at the red blood on the ground and shouted: "It's dead...it's dead..."
"Oh my god, little Xiyu, my little Xiyu..."
The old madam rushed out, knelt beside the twitching woman, and wiped away her tears.
"Noisy!"
In the air, a figure descended. It was a male monk dressed in white. In the late stage of foundation building, it was Mo Xinglie, the young master of the Divine Weapon Sect.
Just as Ning Daoran guessed, this young master really regarded Fanshu City as his own backyard.
"I will ask you one more question."
Mo Xinglie gently stepped on the woman's cheekbone and said in a cold voice: "Are you willing to serve me tonight?"
"I..."
The woman who was trampled under her feet was actually strong. She kept spitting out blood foam from her mouth, but she still said intermittently: "I...I don't want to die..."
"Then go die!"
Mo Xinglie exerted force under his feet, and the woman's head suddenly turned into pieces.
"I...my daughter..."
The old bustard cried harder, but he was also extremely frightened. He took a few steps back and rolled on the ground: "Is there still justice? Is there still law of the king? Killing people in the street, killing people..."
“It’s so noisy!”
Mo Xinglie gently raised his hand, and a small bag of spiritual stones flew out and landed in front of the old bustard, saying: "These spiritual stones are enough to buy your entire brothel, get out of here!"
He turned around and wanted to continue entering the brothel to drink.
"Lawless..."
Ning Daoran frowned and watched everything happen.
"Friend Dao Ning."
Chen Ping'er slowly shook her head: "That's what Fanshu City is like. Half of the revenue of the entire Fanshu City depends on the Shenbing Sect. The Shenbing Sect is bigger than the government for Fanshu City. Mo Yunting loves his only son so much. , who dares to provoke?
If fellow Taoist people want to do justice for heaven, it will be tantamount to completely offending the Shenbing Sect. Not only you, but also the sword-making shop behind you will be implicated. ”
Soon after, a group of court agents wearing smocks arrived amidst the sound of horse hooves.
One of the captains looked at the corpses on the street and was filled with anger: "Mo Xinglie, you are so lawless, do you really think that Fan Book City is your backyard?"
"What did you say?"
On the second floor, Mo Xinglie walked out twirling a jade cup and sneered: "How dare a dog guarding the city speak to me like this?"
"You..."
The young captain raised his hand and drew his sword: "Today, I want to arrest and bring you to justice for committing crimes in public!"
"You deserve it?"
Mo Xinglie did not hide the contempt in his eyes, and suddenly crushed the jade cup in his hand. His late-stage foundation-building magic power burst out from his body, and he controlled several spiritual weapons to fall from the sky. Immediately, a flying sword wrapped around Yun Lei and headed straight for the throat of the young captain.
"You!"
The young captain was quite skillful and quickly turned over to avoid it, but the horse under his crotch instantly split into two pieces and blood spread all over the floor.
He is only in the early stage of the Condensed Liquid Realm. In terms of cultivation, he is far from the opponent of Mo Xinglie in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, not to mention that the opponent also possesses several top-quality spiritual weapons.
"Mo Xinglie!"
Several detectives drew their swords together: "Our Lord is the captain of the cloud pattern under the command of the city guard. If you kill him, it is equivalent to rebellion!"
"Did I say I was going to kill him?"
The next moment, several spiritual weapons fell and knocked the young captain to the ground.
"Whoosh!"
A strand of silver rope suddenly squirmed out like a snake, and instantly tied up the young captain tightly.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Xinglie stomped on the captain's face, and sneered: "Who do you think you are, and you dare to interfere in my affairs? If you want to imitate other people's chivalry, you must have some ability." Okay, you loser...what are you capable of?"
The young captain was humiliated in public, and his face turned red for a moment.
"The city guard is here, the city guard is here!"
Not far away, there was another noise.
Amidst the sound of horse hoofbeats, a rather wealthy middle-aged man rode up on horseback. He was the city guard of Fan Book City.
"Mo Xinglie, don't go too far. Stop it now and let my people go."
This city guard didn't even dare to say a harsh word.
Mo Xinglie laughed loudly, kicked the captain's body out, and said with a smile: "Take care of your dog, don't let him come out and bite people in broad daylight!"
With that said, he stood up from the ground and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the direction of Red Leaf Valley. The city guard was so angry that his face turned pale and livid at times.
……
Ning Daoran looked indifferently, stood up and left.
It was only a matter of time before Mo Xinglie brought trouble to Hongye Valley.
And Mo Yunting was destined to pay the price for his murderous act, so Ning Daoran was not in a hurry at all and would wait for the situation to develop first.
As for the Wanxiang Cloud Thunder Hammer Technique and the Shadowless Wood, everything that should be there is available, so there is no need to rush.
A few days later.
"Senior Ning, something big happened again!"
Sang Ping'an rushed into the backyard with excitement on his face: "In less than half a month, Mo Xinglie committed another murder in Fanshu City in public. Guess what, the woman he killed by mistake turned out to be the city guard Wang Chengruo." Daughter!”
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran was stunned: "Wang Chengruo will definitely not give up, right?"
"Exactly."
Sang Ping'an said excitedly: "The city guard has sent someone to inform Qingzhou Zhenxian Tower about this matter, saying that he wants to ask the guard Wu Xian of Zhenxian Tower to come over and handle the matter personally!
I heard that the new Martial Immortal of Qingzhou Zhenxian Tower is named Feng Tianzong. He is a middle-stage Baodan martial artist who is good at swordsmanship. He is extremely powerful and has killed the Sangyu Kingdom in the border battle. The mid-term results of Jindan! ”
"That's it..."
Ning Daoran smiled lightly and said nothing.
A few days later, Sang Pingan brought news again.
Feng Tianzong did come, and he came to Hongye Valley alone to question the Shenbing Sect alone.
Mo Yunting showed up in person.
After some polite exchanges between the two parties, Feng Tianzong wanted to punish Mo Xing Lie Ming in the canon, but Mo Yunting said that he had no way to teach his son, and he had made mistakes himself, so he was willing to take the punishment on his son's behalf.
Feng Tianzong promised that if Mo Yunting could defeat him three times with his bare hands, the matter would no longer be pursued.
So, on that dark night.
The monks and warriors who were watching saw three consecutive stunning sword lights sweeping across Hongye Valley.
But after that, Feng Tianzong turned away and did not make things difficult for Hongye Valley.
Mo Yunting actually caught three swords from a mid-level martial artist with his bare hands. Although he suffered some minor injuries, Mo Yunting's life was saved in the end.
"Damn..."
Ning Daoran frowned. They all said that the way of heaven is easy to reincarnate. How could this allow Mo Xinglie to escape?
Is there any heavenly principle? Is there any royal law?
He even suspected that there might be some PY transaction between Mo Yunting and Feng Tianzong. Otherwise, if Feng Tianzong really wants to take someone, then take him and make a three-sword agreement? Do you appear to be very capable?
In addition, Mo Yunting is a master craftsman, not a master general, and he is not very strong in the middle stage of the golden elixir. Why should he receive the three swords in the middle stage of the Bao elixir with his bare hands?
Therefore, it was more like the two golden elixir masters acted in a tacit understanding to silence the city guard Wang Chengruo.
Wang Chengruo was a civil servant and just a mortal.
His daughter's unjust death seemed not to be a big deal to the Shenbing Sect or Zhenxian Tower.
……
This day.
Ning Daoran drank tea in Duckweed House again.
Today, Chen Ping'er wore a skirt that was not too long. The hem did not reach her knees, and her long white legs were extremely eye-catching.
"Do you want to eat in the shop at noon?"
Chen Ping'er said: "The cooks at Duckweed House are quite good at their craftsmanship."
"If there is no additional charge, Ning will stay for dinner."
For a moment, Chen Ping'er covered her mouth and smiled softly: "If you don't accept it, I will treat this meal as my invitation to you."
"So good."
"Fellow Daoist Ning, can you refine some Xuanyuan Pills for me?" Chen Ping'er smiled lightly: "I feel that my cultivation has become more and more solid recently, and it's time to consider breaking through the ranks."
"Okay."
Ning Daoran knew that there was no free lunch: "But the materials must be provided by fellow Taoists. I can make elixirs for you for free."
"Okay!"
A few days later, Chen Ping'er was promoted to the late stage of foundation building.
Duckweed House held a banquet for this purpose, and Ning Daoran was also present and presented a small gift to express his feelings.
After that, the days became dull again.
……
One year later.
Big Stupid Deer's Wind and Thunder Hammer Technique was promoted to the realm of transformation!
When it is holding a hammer and striking iron, it already feels like a god, and it looks quite awesome.
In addition, the fire-eating ants raised in the cave of Lingpu once again evolved by fighting each other, and actually evolved an exquisite carapace-like spiritual armor that lingers around them.
Ning Daoran named it the Tiangang Spirit Armor. About 10% of the fire-eating ants already possess the Tiangang Spirit Armor. They are capable of both offense and defense, and their strength has once again greatly increased!
Mr. Ou Yeping is getting older day by day, but his mouth is getting tougher and he regrets his moves more and more often.
Ning Daoran didn't take it seriously, but just played chess and drank with the old man happily every day.
……
Nine years passed in the blink of an eye.
Big Stupid Deer's Thunder Hammer Technique has been promoted and returned to its original nature.
Ou Yeping's life is about to end.
(End of chapter)