Chapter 296 "A word of gold"
Longwu Mountain, the forest of steles in the back mountain.
The wind and snow were approaching, and a figure came uninvited. As Ning Daoran went up the mountain, the nine-layer dragon demon heart meridian in his body crackled and began to temper his body. Suddenly, the dragon demon's artistic conception emerged, enveloping countless people. Feixue appeared like a ferocious snow dragon behind him.
Before anyone arrived, the weather was already rising into the sky!
"Fellow Taoist Jianjia!"
On the top of the mountain, an old man clasped his hands behind his back, showing no anger and self-power, with wisps of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra lingering all over his body. He was none other than Nie Shentong, the Supreme Elder of Longwu Mountain.
After two years of not seeing each other, Nie Shentong is still at the eighth level of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. However, he has sensed that Ning Daoran has reached the ninth level of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra at this time. Although it is only half a chapter, based on the opponent's background, his own advantage It no longer exists.
In his sleeve, Nie Shentong silently circulates his blood energy and pops out a transmission note.
"Shua——"
The transmission note was mixed in the wind and snow, and disappeared without a sound.
Nie Shentong rose into the sky and stomped down from the air, causing snow and dust all over the sky. He smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Jianjia finally went up the mountain. I have been waiting for you for too long!"
"How can I keep my fellow Taoist waiting for so long?"
Ning Daoran flew over with an arrow and fired a spear in an instant. The spear light went straight towards the aura that Nie Shentong stepped on.
"Peng~~~"
Amidst the loud noise, the two masters collided again.
Nie Shentong still used boxing techniques, and the strong boxing energy in his body was erupting one after another, and he seemed to be getting braver with each fight.
Ning Daoran was the same. He still used the Silver Dragon Spear Technique. He didn't plan to make any changes in his moves. It was just that with the blessing of the Nine-layer Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, every shot he fired was more powerful than before.
Moreover, Ning Daoran's blood energy at this time is at least 30% more powerful than before. In addition, the Eternal Evergreen Technique continuously provides spiritual energy, and his fighting method is completely different from that of his opponent. It is like a long stream of water!
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For a time, the light and shadow of the fists and spears in the mountain continued to burst out.
The duel between the two masters made half of the back mountain tremble.
When some disciples from Longwu Mountain wanted to come and have a look, they heard the majestic voice of the leader Nie Qinghe spread throughout the mountain: "The Supreme Elder is competing with the masters in the world. All disciples are not allowed to observe and all stay in their residences." ! ”
Soon, three figures appeared on the mountaintop at the edge of the battlefield.
One is Nie Qinghe, and the other two are two old men with white beards. They must be the supreme elders of Longwu Mountain. The three of them are in the early stage of holding pills, and with the addition of Nie Shentong, they can hold up the body. The heritage of Longwu Mountain.
Moreover, the three of them each hold a formation jade slip, ready to activate the mountain protection formation at any time!
Ning Daoran came prepared today, and so did Nie Shentong.
"My fellow Taoist master's martial arts improvement really amazes me."
Nie Shentong punched three times in a row, with each punch having a deeper and richer artistic conception than the last. There was a chill in his eyes as he said, "If fellow Taoist practitioners are allowed to continue practicing like this, I'm afraid they will really reach the point of condensing Wu Ying!" < br>
The martial artist's realm is divided into blood energy, liquid condensation, and pill holding, and the next level is the legendary Hunyuan realm.
This Hunyuan realm is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage of the immortal cultivator, and the direction of cultivation is basically the same. The immortal cultivator condenses the Nascent Soul, and the martial artist condenses the Wu Ying.
It’s just that a warrior’s lifespan is very short. Even if a martial artist in the Dan Bao realm takes all the life-extending pills of the first, second and third levels, he will eventually be able to live to at most two hundred years old. If he wants to reach the point where the martial infant is condensed One step is extremely difficult.
Therefore, there may be a lot of Nascent Soul stage warriors in the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Realm, but there are as few as Hunyuan realm warriors as the lice on a bald man's head. This makes it even more obvious that Shen Luoyan, who is in the Nascent Soul stage plus Hunyuan realm, How rare and precious the peerless genius is.
"Fellow Daoist Nie!"
Ning Daoran fired more than ten shots in a row, making Nie Shentong's arms numb, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, it seems that your energy is a little lacking today. Is it because of Shou Yuan? In this case, I am really invincible. ”
"Fellow Taoist, you should be better than me first, why bother talking more!"
The two stopped talking and started talking directly with fists and kicks. For a moment, the wind, snow and dragon roars were mixed together, and the fight was so evenly matched that it was difficult to tell the winner!
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"This person is extremely terrifying..."
On the top of the mountain, the old man holding pills in gray robes frowned and said: "It can be seen that this person's Dragon Demon Heart Sutra is more profound than the ancestor of the magical power, and he may have reached the legendary ninth level."< br>
"What?"
Nie Qinghe frowned and said, "This person has practiced the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to the ninth level?"
"Exactly!"
Another old man holding pills said: "Although I, Long Wushan, claim to be the overlord, the previous leader Nie Qiuzhen only cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to the ninth level, but he did not expect that an outsider like Jianjia Sanren could actually master only half of the chapter." The Heart Sutra has been cultivated to the ninth level. This person's character is extremely terrifying. If I am not careful, I, Long Wushan..."
"Uncle Master, stop talking..."
Nie Qinghe frowned and said: "If that's the case, I don't think there is any need for Long Wushan to offend this person anymore. It's great that if we take out a complete copy of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra and give it to him, it can be regarded as a good relationship."
"It's easy for us to say it, but the magical ancestor doesn't want to."
The old man Baodan sighed: "The ancestor of Shentong regards the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra as more important than life. Unless Jian Jia San joins Longwu Mountain and serves as the elder of Longwu Mountain, it is absolutely impossible to hand over the complete heart Sutra to him. "Nie Qing He Jian frowned. He had been the leader of Longwu Mountain for many years. All kinds of people in the world of immortality had seen it and knew how serious this matter was. If he had been suppressing the Jianjia cultivator, what he would do in the end might be... Pretty scary.
"Ancestor..."
He looked at Nie Shentong, who was dancing wildly in the wind and snow and punching fiercely, and said: "I hope you can win this duel!"
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However, things didn't go as expected.
After a hundred moves, Nie Shentong's energy was really not enough. This confrontation was more intense than the last time. He could only keep pushing his fists higher to catch Ning Daoran's moves.
However, Ning Daoran's combat power can be said to be a steady stream, with no downward trend at all. This makes Nie Shentong a little bit unbearable. After all, he is an old man and his life span is running out.
"Fellow Daoist Nie, I'm afraid you will be defeated today!"
Ning Daoran suddenly soared into the air, full of vitality. He made no secret of it at this moment. Suddenly, a silver dragon appeared in the sky with a looming sky phenomenon among the dark clouds, and then he shot the silver dragon to draw water and slash it down!
This shot is about 50% more powerful than before!
He finally started to exert force!
But Nie Shentong has reached its limit, and his fist power can no longer be higher. The punch he wields at this moment is already his peak, the strongest punch in his life.
"Peng~~~"
Amidst the roar, the Fist Gang, which was tens of feet high and soared into the sky, was attacked by a huge silver dragon. The moment Ning Daoran touched the Fist Gang with the tip of the spear, the artistic conception of the Fist Gang began to collapse and dissipate. .
With this blow, the two sides have already distinguished their strengths and weaknesses, and there is no longer a tie for victory!
"伱!"
Nie Shentong stepped back, leaving huge footprints on the snow. At the same time, he spun his body and punched the sky again. He said angrily: "I don't believe that you, Jianjia Sanren, can be so defiant!"
Ning Daoran smiled indifferently, holding the Qinglong Spear in his right hand and circling it. He gently grasped it with the five fingers of his left hand and also punched out. However, this punch fell from the sky, carrying the strong power of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra!
"Boom~~~"
The two fist auras collided and exploded in the air, but Ning Daoran's punch was still stronger. The few remaining fist auras fell overwhelmingly, hitting the opponent's protective aura with a "puff puff".
Nie Shentong roared wildly, and the blood in his body rose, turning into a fist that shot up into the sky. However, he still could not resist the opponent's whistling fist. Ning Daoran did not need to throw a second punch at all. Just this punch had already made Nie The supernatural power failed.
With more than a hundred moves, little old man Nie Shentong had tried his best.
No...
In fact, he is only over a hundred years old, while Ning Daoran is over two hundred years old and is the real little old man.
It's just that the age ratio between immortal cultivators and warriors is completely different. Ning Daoran practiced the Evergreen Technique and still looked like an eighteen-year-old green boy. This appearance was enough to piss off many people.
And it's not just the appearance. After practicing the Evergreen Art, Ning Daoran's state of mind is also evergreen, and he always maintains a sense of vitality. Otherwise, he would not be able to go crazy with the big stupid deer every day. How can he be like an ordinary great monk and A high-level martial artist, by his age, has long been sluggish and has no vitality at all.
"I am not convinced!"
Nie Shentong let out a low drink, sprayed out a rain of blood from his mouth, still urging Gu Zhenqi, and launched a powerful fist to counterattack.
"Fellow Taoist, please sit down!"
Ning Daoran opened his five fingers in the air, and immediately the nine-layered Dragon Demon Heart Sutra erupted. A majestic palm force of "Peng" exploded through the air, directly pressing Nie Shentong's body back to the ground. With a "pop", he made a The posture of sitting on the floor.
The green dragon gun buzzed and roared, glowing with a chilling light that made people feel heart-stopping.
At this time, it would be easy for Ning Daoran to kill Nie Shentong!
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"Fellow Daoist Nie, follow our previous agreement."
Ning Daoran said word by word: "If I can defeat my fellow Taoist in fists and kicks, my fellow Taoist will give me the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. Now it's time for my fellow Taoist to fulfill his promise."
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"Fellow Taoist Jianjia..."
Nie Shentong stood up unsteadily, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said with a smile: "At that time, if my Taoist friend defeated me with fists and kicks, I would consider passing on the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. It was just a consideration, and I didn't say when it would be passed on. , let’s talk "Yes, I feel a trace of evil spirit from my fellow Taoist's Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. I am afraid that my fellow Taoist will most likely fall into the devil's path in the future. If the Dragon Demon's Heart Sutra falls into the hands of the devil, how can I stand up to my ancestors?"
"Oh?"
Ning Daoran said lightly: "So, Taoist friend has regretted it?"
"Nie is worth a fortune and will never go back on his word. It's just a delay. Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."
After saying that, Nie Shentong's eyes moved and said: "Qinghe, see off the guests!"
Immediately, the three Dan Bao realm warriors on the top of the mountain rotated the formation jade talismans in unison, and wisps of great formation heavenly sounds roared in the air.
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"Okay, very good!"
Ning Daoran smiled faintly and retreated with the Qinglong Spear.
(End of chapter)