Chapter 291 Nie Shen Tong
This old man is none other than Nie Shentong, the Supreme Elder from Longwu Mountain who possesses the late cultivation level of Baodan.
The previous head Nie Qiuzhen was Nie Shentong's senior brother who grew up together. The two men had always been in the same level of cultivation as brothers and had a close brotherly relationship. However, Nie Qiuzhen encountered many golden men during a trip. Dan Jie set up an ambush and died heroically in the battle, leaving the entire Longwu Mountain to Nie Shentong.
However, Nie Shentong was also a laid-back person and was not willing to take over as the leader. In the end, he let Nie Qiuzhen's disciple Nie Qinghe serve as the leader, and he enjoyed his leisure and became a supreme elder who did not care about worldly affairs.
During the day, when the golden elixir known as Jianjia Sanren came, Nie Shentong was already secretly watching. He had already heard some rumors about Jianjia Sanren. He knew that this person was ruthless and would do anything to achieve his goals, so he guessed it. This Jianjia Sanren would come again, but he didn't expect that he would actually get into the sect's back mountain mausoleum in the middle of the night, and even be able to forcibly summon the heroic spirits of his ancestors!
When senior brother Nie Qiuzhen appeared again, Nie Shentong almost bit his back molars with hatred!
Jian Jia San is so abominable, I can’t keep him alive today!
"Stop!"
Just when Ning Daoran was about to search his soul and ask for the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, suddenly a majestic wave of blood energy exploded from the forest not far away, followed by an old man wearing a short shirt and full of energy, holding the Mantian Fist I want to walk out of the forest.
"Humph..."
Ning Daoran, with his level of cultivation, had already discovered that there was someone hiding in the forest, but he was too lazy to point it out, so he smiled slightly: "Fellow Taoist, is Nie Shentong, the Supreme Elder of Longwu Mountain?"
"A good trick from fellow Taoist Jianjia!"
Nie Shentong put his hands behind his back, and the strong fist energy around him formed a wall, blowing the fallen leaves all over the ground. He strode forward like this, with cold eyes and said: "It's just disturbing the sleep of my ancestors in Longwu Mountain. Fellow Taoist, you can't do that." Is it too much? ”
Ning Daoran apologized: "I have no choice but to do so. I have admired the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra of your sect for a long time, but my sincere request has been rejected. Nie Qing and the leader will never reveal the Dragon Demon if they bite him to death." There is no other way to learn the Heart Sutra and the Heart Dharma. I have to take it myself. I hope fellow Taoists will understand if I am presumptuous.”
"Hmph, that's nice to say!"
Nie Shentong narrowed his eyes and sneered: "In our Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World, no matter whether it is the Immortal Family or the martial arts sect like ours, all the inherited secrets are never passed on to outsiders. However, it is not completely impossible to make exceptions and bring out the sects." There are quite a lot of things like acquiring a unique skill and making friends with an immortal in order to gain protection from the sect.”
His eyes turned cold: "Is it just Taoist friend Jianjia who asks himself whether he is worthy? Even if I, Longwushan, give the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to fellow Taoist, what can fellow Taoist do for Longwushan? To protect Longwushan's century-old inheritance?"
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"It's not impossible." Ning Daoran smiled lightly.
“What a shame!”
Nie Shentong suddenly clenched his fist, and the aura all over his body suddenly surged. Wisps of crimson blood surged behind him, and actually condensed into the shape of a bloody dragon. The aura surged, and even Ning Daoran felt that the blood was suppressed to the point where he could hardly move flexibly. .
The Dragon Demon Heart Sutra in the later stage of Baodan is really good!
"If you want the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, fellow Taoist, you must first defeat me!"
Nie Shentong shouted loudly and immediately punched. The moment the fist was delivered, the deafening roar of the dragon kept shaking the eardrums. The fallen leaves in the small forest of steles were even more excited to dance like dragons. With Nie Shentong's shouts, Inhale and make an ebb and flow pattern.
"In that case, I'm offended!"
Ning Daoran smiled lightly, he didn't mind the fight.
He is just a late-stage Baodan. Even if Nie Shentong has cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to a very high level, he is already old after all, and his blood energy has entered a stage of rapid depletion. No matter how strong he is, he cannot be stronger than the original leader of the White Dragon Immortal City. Zhuo Jun.
Ning Daoran waved his sleeves, and the twenty-level Eternal Evergreen Secret surged, turning into a huge emerald green vine arm that collided fiercely with Nie Shentong's punch.
"Peng~~~"
Amidst the loud noise, the magic power of the Evergreen Jue collapsed one after another, and Nie Shentong's fist power was instantly dissolved. He took three steps back, with a look of shock and anger on his face. Such a thick and mysterious wood... Attribute mana, is this what the golden elixir can have in the middle stage?
His Nie Shentong could kill someone in the middle stage of Jindan with three punches, right? I have even fought against many late-stage Jindans, and I have never been at a disadvantage. Why am I not as good as this guy today?
Thinking of this, Nie Shentong suddenly stamped his feet, and suddenly his powerful fists danced wildly, instantly condensing the dragon-demon mood again, and the joints all over his body heard constant explosions, and his whole aura seemed to have suddenly transformed into an ancient evil.
"Get up!"
Ning Daoran was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he just patted the storage bag, and suddenly formation flags and array disks flew out with a "swish, swish, swish". In the blink of an eye, tender golden bamboo forests soared into the sky all around, and he took the photo directly. A Shuiyun Golden Bamboo Sword Formation was launched!
This sword array had just been refined not long ago, when the essence was at its strongest!
Stepping on the sword formation, Ning Daoran floated up, and countless Jianjia swordsmanship appeared below. This time he did not use the Liangyi Sword Technique. To defeat a martial artist of Nie Shentong's level, the Jianjia Sword Technique plus the Shuiyun Golden Bamboo Sword Formation was enough!
"Fellow Taoist is really good at what he does. Since he is so confident, he will take a punch from me!"
Nie Shentong rose into the air, his body covered with majestic fists, and his punch seemed to break through the sky covered by the water cloud, golden bamboo sword formation.
Ning Daoran did not use the flying sword, but raised his hand and pointed, triggering hundreds of Jianjia sword energy to attack and kill. Suddenly, the Jianjia sword energy wrapped around countless bamboo leaves to act as sword energy, and immediately captured a kendo rainstorm, " A crackling sound fell on Nie Shentong's body.
"You..."
Nie Shentong's fist was halfway delivered, but he was attacked by countless dense sword energy. For a time, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra fists all over his body became thinner and even began to break.
"That's okay!"
He fell suddenly, kicked the ground hard with his feet, took a breath, and rose into the air again!
"Go!" Ning Daoran had already pulled out the Qiu Shui Sword, raised the blade and swung it down. Suddenly, a huge sword light of at least tens of feet in length fell from the sky, wrapped in a torrential rain of bamboo leaf sword energy, and poured into Nie Shentong's body again. above the body.
“Puff puff puff~~”
The sound of the storm was intense and huge, gradually drowning out the roar of the Dragon Demon's Heart Sutra. The huge sword light fell straight down, and instantly collided with the opponent's thick fist, but the bamboo leaf sword that was as dense as raindrops However, all the energy was knocked away, leaving scars on Nie Shentong's body.
Even though he is a martial artist in the late stage of Baodan, Nie Shentong still cannot withstand the Jianjia Sword Technique of the Return to Nature level under the amplification of the sword formation!
"Come again!"
Nie's magical power became murderous, and the blood boiled all over his body. After taking another breath, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra was filled with energy, and it was like a bloody dragon roaring around him, and the fisting intention rose again in the sky!
Ning Daoran's eyes were cold.
The moment he waved the Qiu Shui Sword again, his mind moved, and a golden sword suddenly flew out from the center of his eyebrows. The small flying sword rushed out like a golden swimming fish, mixed in the tender golden bamboo leaves, and hit him head and face again. That late-stage martial artist who was unwilling to be outdone.
"Pengpengpeng~~~"
Amidst the dense sound, Nie Shentong punched out, and the huge fist that covered several feet rose into the sky, but was suppressed by a sword midway. Then countless sword energy raindrops fell, smashing Nie Shentong's body protection again. The fists left scars of varying depths.
But this time it's not exactly Jianjia Sword Jue.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of golden light suddenly rushed out from countless bamboo leaves, and instantly touched the center of Nie Shentong's eyebrows. The sword "buzzed" and kept spinning sharply in place. Where the sword tip pointed, Nie Shentong's protection The body fist was directly penetrated, and the skin between the eyebrows cracked silently.
"You..."
This old warrior in the late stage of Baoding Dan was stunned, and a great terror shrouded his heart inexplicably!
He deeply understood that he had already died once at this moment. If the other party had not been merciful, he might have died under this sword. That short tender golden flying sword was really not simple!
"Stop!"
Nie Shentong's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly stepped back half a step, leaving the aura of the golden sword.
Ning Daoran waved his hand and took the golden sword back into his body.
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia is really extraordinary."
Nie Shentong frowned and clasped his fists: "In this matter of fighting, I am willing to be defeated. That little golden sword is really powerful. If fellow Taoist hadn't been merciful, I might have met an unknown fate in my old age!"
"Concession."
Ning Daoran cupped his fists and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Nie, can you give me a copy of the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra? I can exchange it with enough treasures and guarantee that the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra will not be passed on to others."
"Nie cannot agree to what fellow Taoist asks for."
Nie Shentong raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "The ancestors of Longwu Mountain have long made a rule that the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra will never be passed on to others unless the other party has peerless martial arts talent."
He frowned: "Currently, Nie has only seen Taoist Taoist Jianjia's peerless talent for cultivating immortality, but he has never seen Taoist Taoist's talent for martial arts. Unless Taoist Taoist defeats me with the power of a martial artist, in which case I will accept defeat and defeat him." Consider offering the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra with both hands!”
Ning Daoran had already begun to curse in his heart.
You old fox, you may sound nice, but you still have to bully yourself, right?
After all, Ning Daoran is an immortal cultivator. He is powerful in the Evergreen Technique, Jianjia Sword Technique, formations and magic weapons, but in terms of martial arts... he only has the Body Tempering Technique of Returning to Nature to support him. How can he be the opponent of Nie Shentong?
"Fellow Taoist, don't you feel that you are making things difficult for others?" Ning Daoran smiled lightly.
Although Nie Shentong was bleeding all over his body, he still had an extraordinary bearing. He crossed his arms and said, "It was the Taoist friend who asked for the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. Since the Taoist friend also said the word 'seeking', he naturally has a begging attitude. I will say below Isn’t that right?”
"That's fine."
Ning Daoran's heart moved: "I'll go down the mountain right now, learn three punches and two kicks in Jicheng, and then go up the mountain to meet my fellow Taoists another day."
"Nie won't send it!"
Looking at Ning Daoran's retreating back, Nie Shentong raised the corner of his mouth slightly. A cultivator began to practice blood energy and boxing skills. After some practice, even if this person was extremely talented and wanted to beat him in boxing and kicking, give him a chance. I'm afraid it won't work for a hundred years.
Nie Shentong's lifespan is running out. Things that will happen a hundred years from now will be taken care of by his descendants, and it has nothing to do with him anymore.
At this moment, Nie Shentong suddenly felt comfortable all over, and turned back to the hut to drink.
……
Half an hour later.
There was silence in the Forest of Steles, but there was a figure escaping silently from the ground!
To search for souls, you must get the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, even if it is not complete, you can practice it first!
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