Chapter 325 Five Thunder God Curse
"What a coincidence, this junior has just reached the tenth level of his Evergreen Technique," he wrote lightly.
"..."
Lei Ming Sanren's mind went blank for a moment. There really is such a coincidence in the world. A third-level formation master happened to have cultivated the Evergreen Art to the tenth level!
"God helps me, God helps me..."
Lei Ming Sanren was very excited: "I, Lei Ming Sanren, have always been a hero. It seems that God doesn't want me to die here... Then I'll leave it to my little friend. I hope I can cast a spell to melt the Xuan Bing quickly!"
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"Okay, senior, don't worry!"
Ning Daoran sat on the ground and performed the Evergreen Technique.
Suddenly, his body was like an ancient vine that had been entrenched for thousands of years. Wisps of Evergreen Jue mana extended out from his body, turning into tender green vines that wrapped around the mysterious ice from all directions!
"It is indeed an everlasting secret..."
Leiming Sanren looked excited, opened his mouth, and tried desperately to absorb the little wood-attribute spiritual energy that had seeped into the ice.
He has been imprisoned here for more than three hundred years and has almost run out of oil. Now the ever-lasting magic power of the Evergreen Technique is like a life-saving elixir to Leiming Sanren!
Of course, the mana of the Evergreen Technique is only ten levels on the surface, but in fact it is covered by the Fudo Myooh Divine Technique. What really penetrates into the ice is the twenty-level Eternal Evergreen Technique mana!
The Eternal Evergreen Technique itself is extremely mysterious, and Ning Daoran conceals it well, so even early Yuanying monks like Lei Ming Sanren cannot see through it!
Of course, what Lei Ming Sanren failed to see even more was that the magic power of Evergreen Technique released by Ning Daoran contained a large amount of wood poison. Just like the plot against the Shadow Wolf King, Ning Daoran repeated his old tricks!
It's not that he has a vicious heart, it's that he must not have the intention to harm others and must have the intention to guard against others.
If the senior Lei Ming Sanren is really rewarded as heavily as he said after being rescued, then there will be no problem. Ning Daoran will easily disperse those wood poisons, and the beauty of adulthood will form a good relationship with this senior Nascent Soul, but if he is After three hundred years of confinement, his state of mind has long been shattered and twisted. What if he is going to be beaten or killed when he comes out?
You definitely have to save yourself some time.
Five days later.
After Ning Daoran's tireless efforts to resolve it, the volume of the piece of Xuan Bing shrank by more than 60%. Suddenly, the appearance of Lei Ming Sanren in the Xuan Bing became clearer. He was indeed a little old man who seemed to have a bad temper.
"Senior, junior, please take a short rest."
Ning Daoran swallowed a third-level elixir to restore mana and began to sit cross-legged and meditate.
"As it should be."
Lei Ming Sanren nodded repeatedly: "Thank you for your hard work, little friend!"
Another five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Only the last bit of Xuan Bing was left, like a standing ice crystal coffin, imprisoning Lei Mingsan in it.
At this time, Ning Daoran once again showed signs of exhaustion and swallowed a pill: "Senior, this junior needs to rest again."
"Little friend...it's just a little bit short, how about you..."
Lei Ming Sanren had a strong desire to regain his freedom, but after seeing Ning Daoran's expression of indignity, he showed an embarrassed smile: "It should be so, it should be so, I am impatient..."
But in his heart, he had already scolded Ning Daoran over and over again.
What a cunning brat, he meditated again at the last moment to recover his mana. This was clearly to protect him!
"It's okay, little friend, just rest, I can wait!"
Leiming Sanren gave a dry sigh of relief. At this time, he was not in a hurry. When Ning Daoran used the Evergreen Technique to dissolve the mysterious ice, Leiming Sanren frantically absorbed the scattered Evergreen Technique mana. At this time, every vein in the body , there are vortexes of green spiritual energy in the large acupuncture points. These are the wood attribute spiritual energy that he took advantage of, and are frantically healing and restoring his body and mana.
However, as a Nascent Soul, Leiming Sanren will naturally not take this kind of middle-stage Jindan cultivator seriously. A Nascent Soul spiritual pressure, coupled with a Five Thunder Divine Curse, will definitely make this kid even a scumbag. .
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Not long after, Ning Daoran was filled with mana and began to melt Xuan Bing again.
But at this time, he not only released the magic power of the Evergreen Art, but also ran the remaining piece of the Nine-Yang Furnace Divine Art that returned to the original nature. Suddenly, the surrounding temperature increased a lot, and wisps of fire-attribute spiritual energy filled the narrow space.
"I didn't expect that my little friend actually practiced the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art..."
Lei Ming Sanren narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I wonder if my little friend is a monk from Lieyang Dao Palace, and what is his relationship with Feng Yinglong, the master of Lieyang Dao Palace?"
Ning Daoran said vigilantly: "This junior is just a protector of the inner gate of the Tao Palace, and has not yet met the palace owner."
"That's it."
Lei Mingsan laughed and said: "In the past, I and Feng Yinglong once traveled the world together. At that time, we were both cultivating monks and slaying demons together. He called me Brother Lei and I called him Brother Long. During those days It’s truly memorable.”
Ning Daoran smiled and said nothing.
"I shouldn't disturb my little friend from casting spells..."
Leiming Sanren coughed and fell silent again.
About an hour later.
"Zizi~~~" As the last layer of black ice thawed, the body of Lei Mingsanren began to glow with blazing thunder. With a "Peng" sound, he broke out of the ice. A pair of unruly eyes stared at him and said with a smile. : "Thank you, little friend. Without my efforts day and night, I would never have been able to regain my freedom!"
He gently raised his arm, and wisps of golden lightning flashed on his arm. This transformation-level Five Thunder God Curse was truly invincible, making him feel like he was back at the top!
The Five Thunder God's Curse is a heaven-level magic. Who among the world's geniuses can practice it to perfection? Since ancient times, there have been only a handful of people who have been able to practice the Five Thunder God Curse to perfection, and there are even fewer people who can practice it to the state of transformation.
The word "genius" means that he, Lei Ming San Ren, deserves the title!
For a moment, the light in Lei Mingsanren's eyes became more intense. He looked straight at Ning Daoran and said with a smile: "Thank you, little friend, for saving me from the cage. As for the previous promise, please rest assured..."< br>
He suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Of course it doesn't count at all!! Hahahahaha~~~
I was in the cage at that time, how dare you, a rat, to take advantage of someone's danger to take the treasure. Of course, you must repay the favor of saving your life, so I will leave you with a whole body! ”
"Shua——"
In Ning Daoran's hand, a third-level high-grade speed talisman has been activated.
When he floated back, his mana suddenly filled the surrounding space, and the mana of the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Technique that had been inhaled by Lei Ming Sanren's cortex instantly ignited the wood poison hidden in his body!
"Hong~~~"
In an instant, patches of fiery red light appeared under Leiming Sanren's skin. The wood poison was ignited, burning the blood and Nascent Soul mana in his body crazily. In just one breath, Leiming Sanren turned into a burning man.
"You little bastard!"
Leiming Sanren was furious: "You... what did you do to my body? Why... why does this wood attribute spiritual power contain such poison... you..."
Ning Daoran dodged two consecutive attacks from Lei Ming Sanren and said calmly: "When I saved my senior, I had planted wood poison in my body. If my senior fulfills my promise, my junior will naturally resolve this wood poison for my senior." Poison, but now that the senior has suddenly turned against him, the junior can naturally only use the remaining hand. It is the senior who wants to die, and it has nothing to do with the junior.”
“Little friend!!!”
There were flames shooting out from the ears and nose of Leiming Sanren, and he stretched out his hand and begged: "I beg you to be merciful, I know I was wrong, and please disperse the wood poison... I am willing to dedicate everything to you... ”
"Confused."
Ning Daoran's lips raised slightly: "If you die, doesn't everything about you also belong to me?"
"You..."
Leiming Sanren was furious and his internal organs began to burn.
When he raised his left hand and wanted to smash the storage ring on his left finger, Ning Daoran finally couldn't help it anymore.
"Senior... no!"
The Green Dragon Spear swept across, easily breaking Lei Ming Sanren's left hand that was as burned as firewood. Ning Daoran raised his hand to grab it, quickly shattered the phalanges, and took off the storage ring.
In addition, the storage bags on Lei Ming Sanren's waist were also swept away by the magic power one by one.
"Little bastard, don't think...don't think you can get everything. At least...the Five Thunder God Curse is not something that people like you can covet...ahhhhh~~~"
The Thunder Scatters roared and wailed.
Poor Nascent Soul monk, he was burning with crackling fire from the inside out, his body stooped to the ground, and in less than a few breaths, there was only ashes left on the ground.
"Whoosh!"
A ray of Nascent Soul was about to leave, but Ning Daoran was already prepared. A blue ghost shadow spread across the sky and the ground, and in an instant he opened his mouth to swallow the crispy Nascent Soul!
Originally, the Nascent Soul cultivator could teleport away after the physical body was destroyed. Unfortunately, Leiming Sanren had been imprisoned for many years, and the Nascent Soul was extremely weak and could no longer use teleportation.
Ning Daoran sighed. After all, he was also a great monk of the same generation as the master of Lieyang Dao Palace. It was simply embarrassing to be killed by such clever means!
He quickly searched for souls and found that Lei Ming Sanren was a Nascent Soul monk who had been famous for many years, and his memory was a huge asset!
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So, after searching the soul for three days and three nights, all the useful memories and information were left behind.
After erasing the mark of the storage ring, there were indeed many treasures. Among them, the one that moved Ning Daoran the most was naturally a golden sword. There were wisps of golden thunder around the blade. It was the thunder sword of Leiming Sanren. , a fourth-level low-grade psychic treasure!
The so-called psychic treasure contains spirituality that is far better than ordinary magical treasures. Sometimes, the spiritual treasure can even control the attack without being controlled by the owner!
This kind of treasure is naturally the best choice for Nascent Soul cultivators to keep in the Nascent Soul!
If there is no spiritual treasure, there is no other way but to warm up the magical treasure, and its power is not weak.
However, the Thunder Sword, a domineering spirit treasure, consumes too much mana every time it is used. Even if Ning Daoran has the Evergreen Secret Art, he may not be able to withstand it. He should keep it away for now, and then use the Thunder Sword when he is condensed. As one of the main means of attack.
As for the Five Thunder God Curse...
Leiming Sanren did not carry the jade slips or animal bones that recorded the Five Thunder God Curses. This time he was venturing into the secret realm, and there was no need to carry such objects. This was why Leiming Sanren claimed that Ning Daoran could not get it before he died. The reason for the Five Thunder God Curse.
It's a pity that he underestimated Ning Daoran's background.
The Soul Searching Technique directly searched out the complete chapter of the Five Thunder God Curse, and recorded it densely on a piece of animal bone with countless tiny characters. When the last word was completed, a ripple passed by, and it was already swept into the essence of cultivation. within the system.
The Five Thunder God's Curse is a middle-grade heaven-level magic that can be called a rare treasure!
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Ning Daoran sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and poured a lot of time into the technique.
After a moment, he stood up slowly, his body surrounded by golden light. When he opened his eyes, golden thunder jumped, which was very scary!
(End of chapter)