Chapter 468: Martial Arts in the Early Hunyuan Period
Ning Daoran and Xiaobai stepped into the White Dragon Temple together. A banquet was already being arranged in the temple, which was extremely lively.
"Ancestor."
A lean old man came closer and said to Old Demon Lin through voice transmission: "Is this person the mountain master of Bailong Mountain, the Qiushui Master who killed Bailong?"
"Exactly."
Old Devil Lin cast a silent look and said: "The visitor is a guest. We don't know the origin of Master Qiushui yet. There is no need to scare the snake today, so remember it!"
"Yes, ancestor!"
"Humph~~"
Lin Laomo frowned and looked at Ning Daoran's back.
In fact, it was obvious at first glance that Master Qiu Shui was practicing wood-attribute skills... Old Mo Lin really didn't take him seriously. Although he was also a late-stage golden elixir, the wood-attribute skills were ultimately health-preserving skills and were destined not to be good at attacking. , this person may be a master in good looks and longevity, but he is destined to be weak in fighting skills.
What really makes Old Demon Lin afraid is that the maid who is following him actually has the late-stage cultivation of Jindan, and she is also transformed into a spiritual beast.
As we all know, the combat power of monsters in the late stage of the Golden Core is extremely terrifying. They can be called "quasi-Nascent Souls". They are much stronger than ordinary human beings in the late stage of the Golden Core. She is the real enemy of the Blood Soul Sect!
……
Not long after, there was a roar above Bailong, and then a warrior appeared in the sky.
He is a middle-aged man, with his arms folded in his arms, and his whole body is filled with extremely majestic warrior blood. He is dressed in a gray short shirt, but he looks calm and powerful, with an unruly aura unique to everyone in the imperial court.
"Chen Wuxian is here, and my Blood Soul Sect is far away to welcome you!"
Old Demon Lin rose into the air and greeted him with fists clasped.
That middle-aged man was actually the Martial Immortal who guarded Wuzhou Prefecture!
Ning Daoran frowned, he had heard something about this person.
Chen Sanli, a martial artist in the late Baodan realm, is said to be only one step away from the fourth-level Hunyuan martial immortal. His combat power is extremely strong, and he even has a brilliant record of not losing in dozens of moves against early Yuanying monks.
It is precisely because of this that the state capital guarded by Chen Sanli is extremely stable and no one is causing trouble. As long as this court warrior appears, both good and evil will give him some face.
"You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Lin. I am not late, am I?"
"Of course not, please!"
Old Devil Lin welcomed Chen Sanli into the hall, and a group of Blood Soul Sect elders saluted with great ceremony.
After Chen Sanli stepped into the main hall, his eyes wandered around everyone, and finally fell on Ning Daoran, and he gathered his voice to ask Lin Laomo a few questions.
"It turns out that this is Taoist Qiu Shui who destroyed the White Dragon Demon King who had been causing harm to Bailong River for many years..."
Chen Sanli clasped his fists cheerfully and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist killed Bailong and occupied the fourth-level spiritual veins of Bailong Mountain. It seemed that he was plotting a foundation for himself, but in fact he also eliminated a powerful demon dragon for Wuzhou. Wuzhou Wuxian, I will give you a few more drinks later!”
"Chen Wuxian is too polite, I'm just doing it casually."
Ning Daoran smiled happily.
Soon after, the banquet began, and everyone was chatting happily.
Chen Sanli did what he said, even Jingning Daoran drank three glasses of wine, Lin Laomo and other demonic monks added fuel to the fire, and soon everyone was feeling drunk.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
Chen Sanli narrowed his eyes and said: "Although fellow Taoist Qiu Shui is a monk, I have a strong sense of blood flowing in my body. Is my Taoist a practitioner of both body and law, and is he also a martial artist in the realm of Bao Dan in the late Golden Elixir stage?"< br>
"Exactly, Chen Wuxian's eyes are as bright as a torch, which is admirable."
"Really?"
Chen Sanli became interested: "Do you want to give me a favor and give me a few punches? That's it for you and me. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"
"Yes."
Ning Daoran was not afraid at all, stood up slowly and said with a smile: "Chen Wuxian please."
The reason why he did this was actually to shock the Blood Soul Sect and make these Xiaoxiao people be more honest.
The ultimate purpose of occupying Bailong Mountain is to sacrifice Yijiang's essence. He will leave after reforging the Qiu Shui Sword, and he is too lazy to make enemies and relationships here. After all, the world is not just about fighting and killing.
……
In the mountains and forests next to Bailong Temple.
Ning Daoran and Chen Sanli stood opposite each other. Hundreds of feet away, a group of Blood Soul Sect monks were watching the battle.
"Please!"
Chen Sanli clasped his fists and smiled: "I am in the late stage of Baodan realm, so I can't bully others based on my realm. Taoist fellow Qiushui please come first!"
Ning Daoran smiled.
As soon as his body moved, dragon demon energy surged in his body, and he punched out instantly!
The punch was so fast that Chen Sanli didn't have time to examine it carefully. He hurriedly used all his energy and punched back hard.
"Peng~~~"
Amidst the loud noise, a wave of milky-white air swayed with the two people in the center. Suddenly, the martial arts machine was crushing the trees below, and the trees below continued to turn into powder, and the stalagmites were broken one after another. The collision scene between the two Dan Bao realms was extremely frightening. !
"Later stage of Bao Dan?"
Chen Sanli was stunned and said with a smile: "Very good, then you're welcome!"
"Chen Wuxian please."
"Come!"
Chen Sanli punched out.
Ning Daoran smiled indifferently. He only used the Dragon Demon Power, but never the power of the Dragon Demon Body. Otherwise, he would be bullying Chen Sanli.
In this way, after the two of them exchanged ten consecutive punches in the air, Chen Sanli's forehead was already sweating and his blood was boiling. Ning Daoran still looked calm and relaxed. He could breathe faster, which was much more advantageous than Chen Sanli.
"Chen Wuxian, why don't we just stop here and hit here?"
Ning Daoran said: "If we continue to fight, someone will be injured between you and me, but it will hurt the harmony. What does Chen Wuxian think?"
"Okay!"
Chen Sanli's face turned red and he said with a smile: "It's really nice to stretch my hands and feet. Thank you Taoist Qiu Shui for your advice!"
"You're welcome!"
The two returned to the White Dragon Temple again, exchanged glasses for each other, and became close friends.
Lin Laomo on the side was a little embarrassed. He obviously came here to have a drink to make friends with Chen Sanli, but he never thought that now he would be able to help Ning Daoran.
In the afternoon, the feast ended.
On the Bailong River, Ning Daoran and Chen Sanli walked side by side on the water.
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"Friend Dao Ning..."
Chen Sanli frowned and said: "It is too unqualified for Taoist fellow Taoist to stay here as a mountain master with such skill. How about... fellow Taoist follow me to the Martial Temple. I am willing to recommend you to go to Quzhou to serve as the Martial Immortal of Quzhou. How about controlling the martial arts in one state? ”
"Forget it."
Ning Daoran shook his head: "I have no intention of fame. Thank you very much for Chen Wuxian's kindness. However, if Ning really can't survive in the future, he will definitely go to Wuzhou City to join Chen Wuxian. I hope Wuxian will take him in."
"Hahaha, Taoist friend is so humble~~"
Soon after, Chen Sanli left.
Ning Daoran also returned to Bailong Mountain.
……
In the evening.
A figure appeared on the riverside at the foot of Bailong Mountain, it was Lao Mo Lin.
Ning Daoran came floating in the air.
"Friend Daoist Lin."
"Friend Daoist Ning!"
Old Devil Lin put his hands behind his back, turned around and looked at the endless river, and said with a smile: "Today I made an appointment with fellow Taoist, but it's actually just for one thing. I hope that fellow Taoist can consider it carefully."
"Okay."
Ning Daoran said: "Ning also hopes that Taoist friend can get straight to the point and don't have to beat around the bush."
"So good!"
Old Demon Lin said in a deep voice: "As you can see, this Bailong River was originally occupied by human monks, but it has been occupied by that ferocious white dragon for many years. Now, my fellow Taoist, kills the white dragon and eliminates one of our Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Worlds." Great harm, at this time, Taoist friends have occupied Bailong Mountain, and I led the Blood Soul Sect to occupy White Dragon Temple..."
He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "You and I are actually neighbors, but there are only so many opportunities in the Bailongjiang area. Sooner or later, your family and I will have a dispute. By then, it will not be beautiful to meet each other in war, so I will follow my advice. It means that Bailong Mountain and Blood Soul Gate might as well be combined into one. I have already thought of a name, let’s call it Bailong Gate!”
"Oh?"
Ning Daoran was slightly startled: "White Dragon Sect... According to Taoist friends, after the merger of White Dragon Sect, who will be the leader?"
"This has its own considerations."
Old Demon Lin said: "Since the Blood Soul Sect and Bailong Mountain have merged, it is natural for both parties to discuss it together. After the merger, all the sects will vote together to elect the leader. The golden elixir period counts ten votes, and the foundation building period counts three votes. , one vote is counted during the Qi refining period, so fair and just, it is the result of the people’s hearts and minds, what do you think, fellow Taoist?”
‘Nima…’
Ning Daoran secretly cursed in his heart, you old devil Lin, if I let you run it for a few hundred more years, I'm afraid the Sangyu Kingdom will enter the era of free elections, right? Good guy, are you still a reformer?
However, Old Demon Lin's wishful thinking is of course the numerical advantage!
His Blood Soul Sect has a large number of people and a lot of golden elixirs and foundation building stages. If they want to vote, they will definitely vote for him, Old Demon Lin, to be the leader.
As for Bailongshan, just these few people will be nothing after voting.
When the time comes, Lin Laomo will be happy and give Ning Daoran a false position as the deputy head. Maybe he will even call Junior Brother Ning and ask him to stay and do illegal work for the Blood Soul Sect willingly.
This kind of human calculation is terrifying to think about.
"This matter cannot be rushed."
Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Fellow Daoist Lin's proposal is indeed brilliant. However, Ning has many unexplainable difficulties and needs some time to consider it carefully."
"That's fine."
Lin Laomo took a deep breath: "In that case, I will leave first."
"Send off fellow Taoist!"
Ning Daoran looked up and watched Old Demon Lin leave.
Not surprisingly, Xu Si from Bailong Mountain was killed by the Blood Soul Sect, but the other party refused to admit it, and Bailong Mountain had nothing to do. At this time, Ning Daoran did not intend to fight with the Blood Soul Sect, and there was too much noise. , it may affect his plan to sacrifice Yijiang's essence, and the gain outweighs the loss.
……
late at night.
On the Bailong River, a small canoe went down the river. Lying on the canoe was a lazy young monk, it was Ning Daoran. He closed his eyes and quietly felt the rhythm and energy of the water in the river. flow.
Not long after, a wisp of breeze stirred, and Ning Daoran opened his eyes instantly.
Ahead, the moonlight was reflected in the river. Just above the moon's shadow, a pair of slender and round snow legs stepped on the water. An iron gun hung low, and the tip of the gun cut through the water, and the light swayed.
‘Gan! ’
Ning Daoran secretly complained in his heart, what a strong aura, a martial artist in the early stage of Hunyuan? !
(End of chapter)