Chapter 217 Vientiane Cloud Thunder Armor
The Shenbing Sect held a funeral for the former sect leader Mo Yunting with great fanfare. In fact, many elders and disciples who died fighting for Hongye Valley were also held at the funeral. As for Mo Xinglie's funeral, they also held it together and had a good time. car.
In addition to holding the funeral, Mo Shaoting also released the news that Jian Jia San was about to join Hongye Valley and serve as the elder of the Divine Weapon Sect Keqing, in order to frighten Demon Xiaoxiao.
As for the old soul-eating demon, he fought evenly with Ning Daoran in the battle at Hongye Valley. Both sides were injured, among which the old soul-devouring demon was more seriously injured.
There has been no news from the Demon Dao in a few days. As everyone expected, the Soul-Eating Old Demon is a cautious person by nature. Once his vitality is damaged, he will definitely go into hibernation as soon as possible and will not return until his cultivation reaches its peak. Show up.
As for Fan Book City, everything is as before. The biggest difference is that there will no longer be any vicious incidents like Mo Xinglie killing people on the street.
Inside Duckweed Square.
Chen Ping'er offered a cup of fragrant tea and said softly: "When do you plan to leave Fanshu City?"
"It won't take long, and we will leave after finishing the matter in Red Leaf Valley."
"The incident in Red Leaf Valley is not over yet?"
"Not even close."
"That Jianjia Sanren...he..."
Chen Ping'er pursed her red lips and hesitated to speak.
In fact, she had some guesses in her mind. She also knew Jianjia Sanren. He had been active in Huanglongfang City and had done several great things.
With Chen Ping'er's intelligence, she had actually thought that San Jian Jia might be Ning Daoran's vest, but she was not sure. After all, Jian Jia San used the early stage of the Golden Elixir to force the Soul-Eating Old Demon in the late Golden Elixir stage to retreat. Everyone knows what has been spread.
If Ning Daoran was really a Jianjia Sanren, his cultivation level would be too scary.
"Since you have guessed some clues, I won't hide it from you."
Ning Daoran said: "Actually, Jianjia Sanren and I are close friends. The reason why he appeared in Fanshu City this time was because Ning asked him to help."
"Huh?"
Chen Ping'er opened her mouth slightly, saying this... everything seemed to make sense again.
Ning Daoran and Jianjia Sanren are both well versed in Changqing Jue and Jianjia Sword Jue. If the two are close friends, then it will make sense. Everything seems so reasonable.
"Can I ask, where will Fellow Daoist Ning go after leaving Fanshu City?"
"Yizhou, White Dragon Immortal City, Lao Lu and I will live in Bailong Immortal City for a period of time. On the one hand, we will devote ourselves to practice, and on the other hand, we will go to the depths of Tianluo Sea to find some opportunities."
"That's it."
Chen Ping'er smiled slightly and said: "After arriving at Bailong Fairy City, can you write a letter to me to say that you are safe?"
"Okay."
Ning Daoran nodded and smiled.
Chen Ping'er smiled and finally felt relieved.
……
Three days later.
The funeral of the Shenbing Sect was completed. During the extraordinary period, all the funerals were completed in just three days. During this period, a large number of formation masters and craftsmen were invited to rebuild the destroyed buildings.
On this day, the Shenbing Sect lit up the lanterns and held a ceremony for the appointment of the guest elders for the Jian Jia San people.
No outsiders were invited, it was just the Divine Weapon Sect that was doing great things, but even so, the news would spread like wildfire and spread throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World. Everyone would know that the Jian Jia Sanren with outstanding combat power was already in the Divine Weapon. Zong settled down and served as the elder of Keqing.
morning.
Ning Daoran, disguised as a Jianjia Sanren, was dressed in a green shirt and carried a long sword behind his back, giving him an air of immortality.
But he didn't go up the mountain alone. He was followed by another golden elixir monk, who turned out to be Ning Daoran himself transformed from a first-class paper man!
"Huh?"
Mo Shaoting, who was getting up to greet him, saw Ning Daoran's figure at a glance. He couldn't help but shuddered slightly. He didn't expect that the tyrannical Jin Dan from the sword-making shop was actually walking with Jian Jia Sanren. Could there be something fishy between the two? ?
In an instant, Mo Shaoting thought more and more deeply, and couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
A few days ago, the Divine Weapon Sect came out in force to attack the sword-making shop, and the Ning San man took the attack with all his strength. This scene was still vivid in his mind, which made Mo Shaoting feel a drum in his heart and made him have various suspicions.
"Sect Master Mo, don't panic."
"Jianjia Sanren" gently cupped his hands and said: "This fellow Daoist Ning and I have known each other for a long time. Now I never thought that we would meet again in Fanshu City. I also heard about some discord between my Shenbing Sect and fellow Daoist Ning... ”
He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "With all due respect, Mo Xinglie was domineering in Fanshu City and committed murders on the streets. This boy is really looking for death. Your brother Mo Yunting also indulged him too much. But now that times have changed, your brother Mo Yun Ting has died in the battle, how about letting this matter go?"
"Friend Taoist Mo."
"Ning Daoran" clasped his fists and said respectfully: "About Mo Xinglie, I was really a little angry at the time. I didn't expect that this man's behavior would be so domineering and cruel. He didn't hold back his hands when he started. Here, Ning apologizes to Guizong and also Fellow Taoist Wangmo, please don’t take it to heart.”
Mo Shaoting's face looked uncertain.
He had just been appointed as the leader of the sect. Although he was highly respected and the best choice within the sect, after all, the Shenbing Sect was a behemoth that had been run by Mo Yunting for many years.
Most of the remaining elders, true disciples, and inner disciples had received favors from the previous sect leader, Mo Yunting, and all of them were devoted to Mo Yunting. He, Mo Shaoting, had just come to power, so the best way to win people's hearts was to avenge Mo Yunting. However, Mo Yunting was killed by the old soul-eating demon, so avenging Mo Yunting was impossible.
Then all that was left was to avenge Mo Xinglie.
Originally, Mo Shaoting planned to win over the Jianjia San people, and then ask the Jianjia San people to take action, bring the elite of the Shenbing Sect to "attack the sword making shop for the second time", and destroy the sword making shop and the Ning San people in one go.
Who would have thought that things would change so quickly? Jian Jia San and Ning San were actually old friends, and they even went up the mountain to attend the ceremony together, which immediately disrupted all his plans.
Within a few seconds, Mo Shaoting weighed it again and again and finally made a choice.
He cupped his fists and said, "That child Xinglie is indeed too unruly, arrogant and domineering. He was spoiled by his brother. I once advised him to discipline him strictly, but he was too doting on him. This is what caused this huge disaster.
Fellow Daoist Ning, Mo Xinglie has suffered all the consequences of his own fault. I don’t blame fellow Taoist for this matter. I hope fellow Taoist will not take it to heart about the battle at the sword making shop. Since fellow Taoist is a good friend of Jianjia Keqing, he is also my friend. Dear guest of the Shenbing Sect, please don’t mention the past events again. ”
"Thank you, Master Mo."
Paperman A nodded: "Ning has one more thing, and I hope fellow Taoist Mo can make a promise for me next time."
"Oh?"
Mo Shaoting was surprised: "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"
"Ning will leave Fanshu City soon and travel around the world elsewhere. This sword-making shop has been entrusted to shopkeeper Sang Ping'an Sang, but Mr. Ou Yeping has handed over the shop to me. Naturally, I should do my best, so I would like to ask fellow Taoist friends to show your support. , don’t make things difficult for the sword-making shop in the future, and if possible... please take care of the sword-making shop more.”
"Okay."
Mo Shaoting said: "The Sword Making Shop originally had a good relationship with the Shenbing Sect. Many of the orders that the Shenbing Sect could not accept were given to the Sword Making Shop. Since Fellow Daoist Ning personally helped to intercede, Mo must keep this in mind. I won’t treat the sword making shop badly.”
After saying that, he glanced at Jian Jia Sanren beside him.
In fact, everything Mo Shaoting did was to give face to Zu Jia Jia San. After all, in his eyes, Jian Jia San's combat power was better than Ning Daoran.
Ning Daoran relied on nothing more than formations and spiritual beasts. If the formations were used, a one-on-one king like Jian Jia Sanren might be able to defeat him within ten rounds!
"Good!"
On the side, "Jianjia Sanren" smiled and nodded, saying: "Turn the war into friendship, that's what it should be! Our Shenbing Sect is originally in the business of forging weapons, so we should focus on a harmonious and prosperous business, and rebuild the sword-making shop. This is the best outcome. , Sect Master, are you right?”
"What you said makes sense!"
Mo Shaoting naturally nodded repeatedly.
However, among a group of foundation-building monks participating in the banquet, many looked at Ning Daoran with hostility.
Ning Sanren had killed many Divine Weapon Sect Gukun monks that day, but he didn't expect to become the sect's guest today, which made many people feel somewhat resentful.
……
Soon after, the ceremony began.
The atmosphere team invited by the Shenbing Sect began to organize things.
Play music and dance.
Amidst the sound of drum music, Mo Shaoting stood at the end of the steps of the main hall, dressed in the robe of the sect leader.
Jian Jia Sanren was dressed in a green shirt and walked up the steps step by step.
In the end, Mo Shaoting placed an extremely delicate laurel wreath on Jian Jia Sanren's forehead.
The ceremony is completed, applause, and eat!
Ning Daoran didn't expect that the Shenbing Sect would be so fancy, and his old face almost turned red.
The banquet was held for three consecutive days.
Three days later, late at night.
In the secret room of the sect, Mo Shaoting began to retrieve the treasure, while Ning Daoran stood aside.
"Whoosh!"
After a flash of light, a piece of inner armor filled with a sincere atmosphere appeared in Mo Shaoting's hand. The streamlined lines of this inner armor showed majesty, and the surface was engraved with exquisite patterns, and wisps of clouds and thunder appeared.
Wanxiang Yun Lei Armor, third-level middle-grade inner armor.
Magic weapon-level inner armor is even rarer than ordinary magic weapons!
This Vientiane Cloud Thunder Armor comes from the handiwork of the ancestor of the Divine Weapon Sect thousands of years ago. It is said that the ancestor's Vientiane Cloud Thunder Hammer Technique has been cultivated to the state of transformation. It can be said to be the same as ancient and modern. It uses rare monster materials and a large number of gods Gold, it took ten years to cast this Vientiane Cloud Thunder Armor!
This Vientiane Cloud Thunder Armor has always been regarded as the inherited treasure of the Divine Weapon Sect, better than any magical weapon. For so many years, even Mo Yunting has not dared to blaspheme this armor and has never worn it. On the body.
If you put it on... maybe you can take a few more hits from the Soul-Eating Ancestor, and maybe you won't die.
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia..."
Mo Shaoting held the Wanxiang Cloud Thunder Armor, his eyes made no secret of the difficulty in parting with it, and said: "This armor is the peerless treasure of our Divine Weapon Sect..."
He was extremely reluctant to let go, but he had to let go even if he didn't want to.
This Jianjia Sanren can fight in the late stage of Jindan. His strength is unfathomable. He is also a casual cultivator with an extremely perverse temperament. It is difficult to summarize this person in the right way. If he is really angered, the chances of Jianjia Sanren killing people and seizing treasures are unlimited. Close to 100%, really scary!
Compared to the Vientiane Cloud Thunder Armor, Mo Shaoting felt that the survival and inheritance of the entire Shen Weapon Sect was more important!
(End of chapter)