Chapter 234 A Little White Flower
Lin Man was furious! I thought I would just practice it, but after all, I won’t lose anything if I refine it and earn five hundred spirit stones. Even if it fails, it doesn’t matter. Quan should use the materials provided by Ning Daoran to hone his Talisman cultivation!
So, she flipped her short hair and fell in love with no one, and began to concentrate on refining the talismans.
"Old Lu, where is your bench?"
Ning Daoran reminded.
The big stupid deer immediately rolled its tongue and took out a bench from its stomach pouch. One person and one deer quickly sat down, crossed their legs and began to observe Lin Man refining the talisman at close range.
It's a pity that Ning Daoran knows nothing about Talisman Dao, and his Talisman Dao talent is as good as his cultivation talent, while Lin Man is refining third-level mid-grade Talismans...
This is like primary school students observing the development of aviation rockets. There is no possibility of stealing from them.
……
Not long after, the first third-level mid-grade divine frost talisman was refined.
"Friend Daoist Ning, please check."
Lin Man turned around and presented the talisman.
Ning Daoran released his golden elixir consciousness and looked carefully. The spiritual energy contained in this talisman was extremely full, and the texture of the talisman was extremely round, without any flaws. It can be said to be a perfect third-level middle-grade talisman.
He knew that Lin Man, a Talisman genius, might not only be a third-level low-level Talisman master, but might have been promoted to a third-level mid-level, but she had not announced it to the public.
Just like himself, he has never publicly announced that he is a third-level mid-level formation master.
If it is announced, I am afraid that the White Dragon Immortal City will treat it as a guest and recruit themselves to set up a city defense formation.
As a result, the Divine Frost Talisman and the Forbidden Breaking Talisman were produced one after another. Lin Man's refining failure rate was extremely low. He would only fail once every five he refined. This success rate was already a genuine third-level mid-grade product. Talisman Master!
Soon after, Lin Manxiang was sweating profusely.
Ning Daoran stretched out his hand, took out the iron pot and various ingredients, and said: "Master Lin Fu, please take a rest. Lao Lu and I will fry some vegetables for you. We will finish the meal later and continue refining." Not too late.”
"???"
Lin Man had a question mark on his face, but for the sake of the spirit stone, he endured it.
Moreover, it is rare for someone to provide so many third-level mid-grade materials, allowing him to hone his skills in the third-level mid-grade talismans in one go. Such an opportunity is extremely rare.
"That's fine."
Lin Man decided to take a short rest, stopped refining, and swallowed a pill to restore mana.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist."
She looked at Ning Daoran, a little unbelievable. Could this Jindan Daxiu really know how to cook?
Not long after, Lin Man's eyes widened.
Not only does this guy know how to stir-fry, but his cooking skills are also extremely good. He can even catch the ingredients flying several meters into the air!
Not long after, Lin Man was shocked after tasting Ning Daoran's craftsmanship.
This spicy chicken, this braised golden dragon carp, this fish-flavored eggplant, this wild boar and braised bean paste...
Lin Man was convinced that even the gold medal chef at Baixianglou, the best restaurant in the fairy city, might not have the skills of Ning Daoran. This Jindan Daxiu really knew how to cook!
……
After finishing the meal, Lin Man continued to refine the talisman.
After a full day.
Ning Daoran finally walked out of Lin Man's cave, with his hands behind his back, proud of the spring breeze, and a satisfied smile on his face.
"It's over..."
In the cave opposite, the Jin brothers were about to collapse.
"Fairy Lin..."
Seeing Ning Daoran's triumphant expression, Jin Tian was heartbroken: "At this time, Fairy Lin is probably like a little white flower that has been destroyed by wind and rain thousands of times. For a whole day and night, this senior Ning is too... ”
"Alas."
Jinshan sighed: "Stop talking, how can we, the talented men and beautiful women, get to make irresponsible remarks?"
"Same."
Jin Haidao: "Looking at the entire White Dragon Immortal City, besides Senior Ning, who else can be worthy of such a beautiful Lin Fu Master?"
Opposite, inside the cave.
Lin Man lay lazily in a flexible wicker chair.
She hugged her favorite pillow, and the mana in her body was almost exhausted. Even her physical strength was almost exhausted, and her palms trembled slightly when she raised them.
"Woo..."
She tilted her head and leaned on the lounge chair, looking weak and helpless, like a little white flower that had been ravaged by a storm all night.
However, the extra 30,000 spirit stones in the storage bag made her smile with satisfaction.
Next, the cost of the next trip to sea will be settled.
For a whole day and night, Lin Man worked tirelessly to refine a total of thirty third-level middle-grade talismans for Ning Daoran, including ten each of the wind-avoiding talisman, the forbidden talisman, and the divine frost talisman.
These talismans are enough for Ning Daoran to consume for a long time. Of course, his bag of spirit stones is also severely consumed, and he needs to find a way to increase revenue and reduce expenditure to restore blood.
……
Ning Daoran began to practice in seclusion.
Lin Man also decided to retreat, and the two stopped interacting with each other.
So, half a year later.
Ning Daoran decided to go to sea again, and his target was still the third-order late-stage Golden Dragon Spirit Carp King. If he could capture this Golden Dragon Spirit Carp King, he would be able to refine a large amount of pills, enough for many years of consumption.
Outside Fairy City, the Port Management Office. A huge fishing boat lies across it, with a length of fifty feet. The keel is made from the spine of a third-order dragon. The whole body is covered with metal. It is extremely strong and can be called a sharp weapon on the sea.
Ning Daoran named it "White Deer" to distinguish it from the previous Big White Deer.
He carried the paint bucket and drew two antler-shaped marks on the side of the White Deer. Then he boarded the boat with Big Stupid Deer, Little Heizi, and Xiao Bai, weighed anchor and set sail, slowly leaving the coast.
Soon after, hundreds of second-class paper figures were released, each performing their duties as sailors on the White Hart.
"Yang Fan, set sail and go to sea!"
On the bow of the boat, Ning Daoran held the Qinglong Spear and shouted happily.
Xiaobai also narrowed his eyes and was in a great mood.
So, setting off with full sail, the White Hart turned into a wave and sailed into the sea, riding the wind and waves.
Soon after.
A rather familiar boat appeared on the sea.
"Huh?"
Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes. The boat... seemed to be the boat of Bai Xiaotian, a fisherman he saw when he came to Bailong Fairy City. Although Bai Xiaotian was a mortal, his fishing skills were quite good.
However, Bai Xiaotian's boat did not dare to go too far from the shore. If it left the shore too far, it might encounter golden wind and jade dew, which was something that a mortal fisherman like him couldn't handle.
Therefore, this place is already the limit distance for Bai Xiaotian to fish.
"Bai Xiaotian?"
Ning Daoran stood up and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, we meet again."
"Oh, it turns out it's you, senior..."
Bai Xiaotian had an indifferent face at first, but after seeing Ning Daoran, he forced out a smile and said: "Senior, I happen to have a golden dragon spirit carp of more than 20 kilograms here. Does senior need it? If so, three hundred Just a spiritual stone.”
"Yes."
Ning Daoran nodded, and sent the bag containing three hundred spirit stones into Bai Xiaotian's hands through the air. He immediately used the Evergreen Jue, fished it out of the water, and took the twenty-plus fish from Bai Xiaotian's fish guard. A heavy golden dragon and a spirit carp.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Ning Daoran's consciousness glanced over and found that there were signs of breathing in Bai Xiaotian's cabin. There was someone in the cabin, and it was a golden elixir monk!
Sure enough, under the glance of Ning Daoran's consciousness, a person walked out of the cabin.
The man was dressed in a green gown, had a beard, and wore his hair in a simple bun. He had a touch of unruly air on his face. He was indeed an early-stage Jindan monk.
After this person walked out of the cabin, he gently pulled his crotch.
Just behind him, a disheveled woman with tears on her face flashed past.
That is Bai Xiaotian's wife.
Ning Daoran immediately felt a chill in his heart.
He had heard earlier that there were indeed examples of mortals "serving immortal cultivators with their wives and daughters", just to make their wives pregnant with the children of immortal cultivators, because the children of immortal cultivators have a higher chance of having spiritual roots.
Throughout their lives, some mortals want to reach heaven in one step, so they think of "borrowing seeds" from immortal cultivators. In order to get ahead and revitalize their families, there are not a few mortals who do this kind of thing.
However, Bai Xiaotian should not be like this, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.
The woman also cried silently, her pear blossoms carrying rain.
Therefore, the early-stage Golden Elixir monk who walked out of the cabin should have done it by force. It is very rare for this kind of Golden Elixir monk who has a lustful nature and attacks mortal women.
"This fellow Taoist is also from White Dragon Immortal City?"
The golden elixir monk tugged on his trousers, with an unruly look on his face, and said with a smile: "Jing Xu, I am a casual cultivator in White Dragon Immortal City. What do you call me?"
"Ning Daoran is also a casual cultivator."
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ning."
Jing Xu smiled and said: "Since Taoist friend knows this mortal, it doesn't matter, Jing has had enough rest and will leave here."
With that said, Jing Xu rose into the sky, turned into a flash of light and flew towards the distance.
Ning Daoran frowned and did not take action. This place was very close to Bailongxian City. Once he took action and killed people, it would be very easy to cause trouble. Although he would not die for this, his Ansheng life in Bailongxian City would probably not be able to continue. Went down.
He hasn't accumulated enough True Blood Pills yet, and he doesn't want to leave White Dragon Fairy City yet.
"Bai Xiaotian, are you okay?" Ning Daoran asked.
"Senior Ning, I'm fine..."
Bai Xiaotian lowered his eyes and said: "We mortals... our lives are like straw, isn't it always like this?"
In the cabin, his wife finally started to cry.
"Actually, it doesn't have to be like this."
Ning Daoran said something without beginning or end, then said goodbye and drove the White Deer into the deep sea.
……
Half a month later, deep sea.
Ning Daoran fished with new bait, and as expected, he kept catching fish, and there were no more miscellaneous fish making nests. The golden dragon carps that were hooked basically started at 20 kilograms.
In this way, there are more and more spirit fish in the spirit beast bag, and the harvest this time out to sea must be greater than the last time!
However, he was never able to meet the golden dragon and carp king from last time.
I think it was because he was frightened last time, so this fish king hid, and it will probably lie dormant for a while before reappearing. Moreover, the sea is vast, and the probability of meeting the same fish king is indeed very low.
(End of chapter)