Chapter 293 Nie Qinghe, do you know you were wrong?
Longwu Mountain, on the top of the back mountain, inside a small broken house.
The small table made of green bamboo was filled with steaming delicacies, and a fire was burning beside it. Nie Shentong was holding a wine gourd in his hand, eating meat and drinking wine, and was extremely happy.
These juniors were kind enough to give him, a lonely old man, some food on this little New Year's Eve.
"Huh?"
When he was half-drinking the wine, Nie Shentong suddenly frowned and looked into the distance. The Dan-Bao realm warrior Qi machine was patrolling away unscrupulously, and he saw a slightly thin figure in a green shirt.
That kid is really here, and he has not restrained his aura. The blood in his body is indeed much more vigorous than the last time we saw him.
"Happy!"
Nie Shentong took a hard bite of the mutton leg, drank a sip of wine, put down the food and wine, and walked out.
If you have enough to eat and drink, and then have a good fight, what more can you ask for in life!
……
In the open space outside the Forest of Steles, Ning Daoran stood in the wind and snow. His aura was extremely calm, just like a green pine standing in the wind and snow, which made Nie Shentong look at him with admiration.
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia, have you achieved great success?" Nie Shentong showed a sarcastic smile.
"It can only be regarded as gain."
Ning Daoran raised his hand to pick up the Azure Dragon Spear from his storage bag and said with a smile: "Are you ready, Fellow Daoist Nie? If you are, let's start."
“Just what I wanted!”
Nie Shentong let out a loud shout, and while he was breathing heavily, the dragon-demon spirit rose into the air from behind him. The strong blood energy almost stopped the nearby wind and snow, forming a scene of its own.
Ning Daoran frowned. This old boy's Dragon Demon Heart Sutra was complete and indeed much more powerful than his own!
However, he had no reason to give in. Although it was just a martial arts fight, with the Eternal Green Art as a foundation and the third-level magic weapon-level heavy troops in hand, he might not be defeated by his Nie Shen Tong.
"Come!"
Ning Daoran shouted loudly, and the blood in his body suddenly boiled. A fiery red artistic conception rose up and condensed into a dragon demon artistic conception that slowly raised its head behind him. For a moment, all the surrounding wind and snow were avoided, and the field was filled with heat!
"You..."
Nie Shentong was shocked: "Dragon Demon Heart Sutra? How did you obtain the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra?"
"Friend Taoist, why should you meddle in other people's business? Let's talk about it after the fight!"
"That's okay!"
The next moment, the Azure Dragon Spear came down from the sky with a ray of gun light, and struck Nie Shentong's head hard. The color of the world suddenly changed. Even if Ning Daoran set a ban in advance, the disciples in Longwu Mountain might be able to sense the vibrations from the ground.
Nie Shentong laughed loudly, opened his fist, and punched into the sky.
Immediately, the spear light collided with the fist, and the martial arts energy on both sides collided and shattered, as if they were trying to tear apart the snowstorm.
A strong force passed from the Azure Dragon Spear into the palm of his hand, and Ning Daoran suddenly felt the tiger's mouth shaking wildly. Using only physical strength to fight hard, he could really feel the terror of the martial arts in the late Baodan realm.
Nie Shentong also took two steps back, feeling a burning sensation on his fist.
"Come again!"
The old martial artist was full of fighting spirit and began to launch an offensive.
Ning Daoran waved the Green Dragon Spear, and wisps of smooth spear light danced wildly in the open space, defusing the opponent's fists time and time again, and looking for opportunities to quickly counterattack. The two sides fought back and forth.
The branches crushed by spears and fists rolled all over the ground, and the airflow nearby became more and more chaotic. Dragons roared one after another, and in a short period of time, there was no winner or loser.
Taught by a master, it is very difficult to break the move!
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia."
Nie Shentong attacked fiercely while transmitting a message into the secret: "If nothing goes wrong, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra of fellow Taoist should have been deceived from the inner disciples of Longwu Mountain, right? A few months ago, there happened to be an inner disciple of Longwu Mountain. The disciple died in the mountain. Was it the Taoist friend? ”
"Fellow Taoist, don't spray blood on others."
Ning Daoran sent a message: "If I really want to kill you Longwu Mountain disciples, just kill them. I will admit it."
"That's true."
Nie Shentong smiled and said: "However, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra performed by fellow Taoist is incomplete. There is only the first part but no mental method for the second part. Therefore, the real power of the dragon demon that can be displayed cannot be considered the peak, and if nothing else, the dragon demon's The Dragon Demon Heart Sutra has only been cultivated to the seventh level, right?”
"Exactly, so what?"
"Not really."
Nie Shen Channel: "Only with the seven-and-a-half-level Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, it is extremely difficult for fellow Taoist to beat me. The advantage of fellow Taoist is that he is young and has a long aura, has a strong foundation in the golden elixir stage, and is a heavy weapon in the hands of fellow Taoist It is at least at the level of a third-level magic weapon, and has the upper hand in terms of weapons and background.
However, fellow Taoist is biting off more than he can chew, and it is impossible to defeat me just with these advantages. Although I am old and exhausted, it is not a big problem for me to suppress fellow Taoist with my fists and feet. ”
What he said is true. Half of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra is completely different from the entire chapter, and it has a great impact on the power that can be exerted in actual combat.
"Fellow Taoist hits the nail on the head, every word is like gold."
Ning Daoran used the Silver Dragon Spear Technique to continuously switch between offense and defense, and his movement skills were extremely elegant. He said with a smile while transmitting the sound: "That's why I seek to obtain the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. Fellow Taoist, you might as well be generous and make a copy of the heart technique, so that It can also create a good relationship. If I finally defeat my fellow Taoist and take the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra by force, the ending will not be pretty.”
"Hahahaha~~~"
Nie Shentong laughed wildly: "Fellow Taoist's wishful thinking is so loud, how can I be fooled? If you want to complete the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, you must first defeat me!"
Old guy, you are so stubborn!
However, Nie Shentong is indeed very strong. If he were younger, his combat power should be above Long Zhuojun. The average late-stage golden elixir monk may not be his opponent, even if he is against the old soul-eating demon at his peak Nie Shentong at this stage may also suffer a loss.
As a result, the battle lasted for nearly half an hour.
After the two sides fought for 300 rounds, Nie Shentong continued to breathe and released all the power of the Eight-layer Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. Ning Daoran finally couldn't resist, and in a moment of shock, Nie Shentong punched him in the chest! "Peng!"
A ray of bright python scale light emerged, it was the magic weapon level inner armor python scale armor!
"Huh?"
Nie Shentong shuddered slightly, his punch was full force, but the punch on the opponent's inner armor was as if it hit a copper wall and it didn't move at all!
That treasure armor is probably of the third level, it is a treasure!
The fighting spirit was so strong that Nie Shentong couldn't hold back his hands and feet for a moment. He flew over with a sudden sound of wind, punched through the air with a heavy punch, and went straight to Ning Daoran's head!
Fighters often fight to the death, and once they get red-blooded, they can't hold back their fists and kicks at all!
However, at the moment when Nie Shentong's fist was still more than a foot away from Ning Daoran, a tender golden flying sword flew into the air, buzzing, and hit the opponent's eyebrows straight.
"Whoosh!"
Nie Shentong retracted his hands and feet instantly.
Ning Daoran couldn't help but sneer. He couldn't have the upper hand with his fists and kicks, but in terms of fighting skills... it wasn't too difficult to kill him Nie Shentong. After all, after fighting with his fists and kicks for so long, although he was slightly weak, it was just physical weakness. He His magic power is completely full, and it is simply a piece of cake to use the magic weapon to kill Nie Shentong at this time.
"Haha..."
Nie Shentong showed a look of embarrassment.
"Hmph!"
Ning Daoran smiled faintly: "Today I am willing to admit defeat, but it doesn't matter. I will come again, and the next time will definitely be stronger than this time. Please wait patiently, Fellow Daoist Nie."
"I'm waiting for you!"
Nie Shentong put his hands behind his back, standing in the wind and snow with the demeanor of a senior master.
When Ning Daoran turned around and left.
Nie Shentong returned to the mountain hut, closed the door and then gently clenched his fists. After more than 300 rounds of hard fighting, his blood energy was greatly consumed. If he continued to fight, his fighting power would be greatly reduced.
Fortunately, Jianjia Sanren's Dragon Demon Heart Sutra is only half a chapter. If it were a full chapter, if the other party's seventh level beats his own eighth level, he might not be at a disadvantage.
"Wait..."
Nie Shentong's eyes suddenly turned cold: "How was he able to practice the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to the seventh level in one year? Could it be that... this person was already practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra?"
"It must be so, otherwise it would never be possible..."
His gaze became more determined.
"Uncle Master."
Not long after, a familiar voice came from outside the door.
Nie Qinghe, the current head of Longwu Mountain, stood outside in the wind and snow with wine and roast chicken, and said with a smile: "Today is the New Year. Disciple, come over and have a drink with me."
"Come in."
Nie Shentong continued to drink, one cup after another, but he saw that the humble leader in front of him became more and more dissatisfied. He couldn't help but ask: "Qinghe, how far have you practiced the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra?"
"The sixth floor."
Nie Qinghe was surprised: "Didn't Uncle Master already know this? Why do you ask even though you know it? The Dragon Demon Heart Sutra is so difficult to practice. It has only been two years since the disciple was promoted to the sixth level. If it is the seventh level, it will be at least ten years later."
For a moment, Nie Shentong looked at him even more displeased.
"Qinghe!"
He placed the wine glass heavily on the table: "Do you realize your mistake? Kneel down!"
"Plop..."
The head of Longwu Mountain knelt down in confusion.
……
late at night.
Jicheng, small courtyard.
Ning Daoran crossed his legs and looked at the flying snow outside the window, frowning and thinking about something.
"Lao Lu, it seems like we are doing nothing when we stay here. Do you want to start your career and make some money?"
"Ouch??"
Big stupid deer's eyes are round, his career will be good, and he will make money!
Ning Daoran frowned: "Jicheng is backed by Longwu Mountain, and the practice of martial arts is prevalent. There are at least hundreds of large and small martial arts schools in the city. The number of martial artists is huge, but there are not many alchemists in the city. I think Many pharmacies have a shortage of supply. Otherwise, Let's rent a shop and open a medicine shop. I'll let the paper man refine the elixirs, and he will refine the first- and second-level blood-strengthening elixirs, blood-melting elixirs, red-blood elixirs, etc. These elixirs are in the greatest demand, so we can make small profits and make big profits. How about making a huge profit from him?”
The big stupid deer stood up instantly and yelled, indicating that the elder brother was indeed very business-minded.
"Then it's settled!"
Ning Daoran slapped the deer's head: "You will be the keeper of the medicine shop!"
He then looked at Chi Susu who was busy not far away: "Susu, you go to the drug store as a clerk and help sell medicines together. When the business is good, I will get a commission for you, and after the drug store opens, We will move to a drug store.”
"Yes, sir!"
Chi Susu naturally had no objections. She could laugh out of her dreams about the young master taking her to make money with him.
(End of chapter)