Chapter 500 Ni Cailin
Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran is 385 years old, his golden elixir is getting fuller and fuller, and he seems to be only one step away from Ningying.
He has already started planning to condense the baby. If it doesn't work out, he will return to Bailong Mountain and condense the baby on that fourth-level spiritual vein. With the protection of Da Ben Lu, Xiao Bai and others, it is relatively safe.
This year, another big thing is about to happen.
Fulongzong Competition!
It is said that this competition was personally hosted by Li Bin, the ancestor of Fulong Sect, and the disciples participating in the competition were from three branches, including Fulong Sect, Fengxue Tower, and the Li family of Yulongfang City. Disciples from the three families could participate.
The one who finally wins the leader will get the treasure of the sect, the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword!
After this news was released, Fulong Sect and Fengxue Tower were extremely shocked!
In particular, the two outstanding young talents, Han Liang and Bai Feiyu, are strong contenders for the leadership. Once they take charge of the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword, it means that they can obtain the maximum tilt of the resources of the two sects, and there will be a huge Opportunity to become the future leader of the Three Meridians.
……
On this day, the competition was about to begin. Ning Daoran was invited to watch the ceremony. Moreover, as a disciple of Longwei Peak, Li Yinping was naturally qualified to participate. However, she only had the late-stage cultivation of Foundation Establishment and could not compete with Han Liang and Bai Feiyu. When compared to the geniuses in the sect, the most they can do is participate.
In the early morning, the clouds filled the air.
Fulong Sect was crowded with people, and many monks came to watch.
Ning Daoran was dressed in a green shirt, followed by Li Yinping.
At this time, Fulongzong Street was decorated with lights and colorful, and it was extremely lively. A canary squatted on Li Yinping's shoulder, chirping, as if talking to Li Yinping.
In the world of cultivating immortals, some monks are gifted with the ability to talk to spirit beasts, and Li Yinping is one of them.
Ning Daoran smiled slightly and didn't bother to care about her, just looking at the bustling scene on the street.
Soon after, the canary spread its wings and flew around Li Yinping. Suddenly, the laughter of the older girl echoed on the street like a silver bell.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a wisp of late-stage golden elixir aura surged.
When Ning Daoran looked up, he found that the canary turned into a rain of blood!
The person who took action was a female cultivator in a white dress. She was quite pretty, but her pretty face was full of anger. She said angrily: "How could a bird without eyes dare to attack me? ”
"Little...little golden bird..."
Li Yinping stood there blankly, looking at the canary that had turned into a pile of bones, blood and scattered feathers, his eye circles instantly turned red.
"Is it your spirit bird?"
The female nun in the white dress refused to let go. She came up and hit Li Yinping on the face with her five fingers: "Spiritual birds don't have eyes, and the master doesn't have eyes either?"
"Ah?!"
Li Yinping shuddered slightly, but his body could no longer move. The woman in the white dress had already poured down overwhelming spiritual pressure, which was extremely aggressive.
"Crack!"
In mid-air, the palm of the female cultivator in white skirt fell halfway and was tightly grasped by a hand like an iron pincer, and she could no longer move an inch.
"This fellow Taoist, it's just a collision between spiritual birds, isn't it like this?"
Ning Daoran locked the opponent's wrist firmly and said calmly: "Besides, the spiritual bird did not intentionally collide with fellow Taoist. Killing the spiritual bird is already too much, but fellow daoist still wants to hurt others?"
"Who are you?!"
The female cultivator in the white dress had an angry look on her face. She gritted her teeth and her whole body was filled with mana. Suddenly, the sword in her sheath clanged loudly, and she was about to take it out to kill.
"Crack!"
Ning Daoran raised his left hand and slapped it lightly. Suddenly, the magical sword that had just been unsheathed flew out and penetrated deeply into the rock wall beside it with a "clang" sound.
"Who are you?"
The female cultivator in the white skirt became angry with embarrassment. She suddenly exerted force on her wrist to break Ning Daoran's grip. The sword intent around her body was condensed and she was about to take action.
"Master Ning Fu!"
But at this moment, a voice came from behind the female figure in the white dress, and it turned out to be Bai Feiyu.
"White Fairy."
Ning Daoran slowly clasped his fists.
"What, do you know Sister Ni?"
Bai Feiyu stepped forward quickly, took the wrist of the female cultivator in the white dress, and said, "What's going on? Sister Ni, this is the Ning Talisman Master from Yulongfang City. I once mentioned to you, a An extremely powerful Talisman master.”
"Oh?"
The female cultivator in white dress looked contemptuously: "Who is it? It turns out to be Master Ning. I hope Master Ning will take good care of his concubine in the future and don't let her spiritual birds fly around, which may easily cause trouble!"
"She is not a concubine."
Ning Daoran said calmly: "This is Miss Li, the daughter of Li Yuantong, the master of Longwei Peak and the master of Yulongfang City, and the eldest lady of the Li family."
"Humph..."
The female cultivator in white skirt glanced at Li Yinping and didn't take this late-stage foundation-building cultivator seriously at all. In other words, she didn't even take Li Yuantong, the master of Dragon Tail Peak, at all.
"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
Bai Feiyu quickly smoothed things over: "Master Ning Fu, Junior Sister Yinping, these are the friends invited by the master to attend the ceremony. They are Sister Ni Cailin, the senior sister of Yunmeng Sect of Xia Kingdom, but I didn't expect that there would be such a misunderstanding. It's all my fault...by the people in the building Some things were delayed and I came a little late..."
Li Yinping looked at the remains of the canary on the ground with red eyes, but could only swallow this breath: "Senior Sister Feiyu, it's okay... My spirit bird was ignorant and collided with Sister Ni."
"Forget it." Ni Cailin said calmly: "This matter is indeed Lingque's fault and has nothing to do with you. There is no need to blame yourself."
As she said that, she glared at Ning Daoran fiercely.
A mere mid-level Golden Elixir actually dared to attack him. If he hadn't used it just now, he would have been severely punished.
Ning Daoran glanced at Ni Cailin indifferently and kept it in mind.
Ni Cailin, the senior sister of Yunmeng Sect.
If I remember correctly, Lin Man once mentioned this person. This Ni Cailin is not very talented among the younger generation of Yunmeng Sect disciples. She is much inferior to Lin Man and Chi Shan, but this woman is good at flattering and flattering. , it is also useful to the sect leader, and he often treats Lin Man and Chi Shan with contempt and insults.
I hope she won't provoke him again, otherwise she will change into Jianjia Sanren's vest to help Lin Man avenge her past!
"What?"
Ni Cailin sneered: "Does Master Ning Fu recognize me?"
"Not really."
Ning Daoran shook his head and smiled: "It's just that I once traveled to Xia Kingdom and met a talented Talisman Master named Lin Man. Master Lin once mentioned to me that there was a senior sister named Ni Cailin, but I don't know if it was her. Fellow Taoist?”
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"What?"
Ni Cailin's eyes were cold: "Master Ning Fu has actually seen that abandoned disciple? Where is she? Is she still in the Xia Kingdom? This rebel disciple who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors, if I meet her, I will definitely cut her into pieces. ! ”
"Yes."
Ning Daoran raised the corner of his mouth: "But I heard that Lin Fu Master is now a baby. If you, Daoist Fellow Ni, want to kill her, it may not be so easy."
"What?"
Ni Cailin was shocked and her face turned extremely ugly.
In her heart, Ning Daoran was not interested at all, but the matter of Lin Man Ningying was indeed an extremely important thing for the Yunmeng Sect.
Moreover, Lin Man's cultivation talent is so strong that she may be able to reach the middle stage of Yuanying, the late stage of Yuanying soon, or even have the opportunity to become a god in the future. With her temperament, once she becomes a god, she will be the old witch of Yunmeng Sect. Disaster!
"Sister Ni, Master Ning."
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Bai Feiyu smiled and said: "Let's go, the competition is about to start, and I have to prepare in advance."
"Yeah."
Ni Cailin nodded: "Feiyu, your competition is the most important, let's go."
……
Fulong Sect, at the top of the mountain.
A huge square stretches across the mountain, with a high platform in the middle. The platform is densely covered with restrictions and is surrounded by densely packed spectator seats. This Fulong Sect is the former ancestral land, and its heritage is naturally different. It is much stronger than Fengxue Tower, and Longwei Peak is even more powerful. It's completely incomparable.
Ning Daoran and Li Yinping sat down in a corner. Although Li Yuantong was the master of Longwei Peak, the seats he got were very ordinary, which showed how embarrassing his position among the three peaks was.
Any elder from Fulong Sect or Fengxue Tower might have a status comparable to Li Yuantong!
Ni Cailin and Bai Feiyu were sitting together in a conspicuous position in Fengxue Tower. From a distance, Ni Cailin cast a look, full of resentment in her eyes, as if she wanted to tear Ning Daoran into pieces as well.
"Hmph!"
Ning Daoran glanced back.
He has now seen the tip of the iceberg of Yunmeng Sect's style. With someone like Ni Cailin as the first disciple, it is no wonder that Lin Man is incompatible with Yunmeng Sect!
"Everyone!"
In the sky, a figure descended, it was Li Bin.
The moment it landed on the high platform, a huge figure rose from the top of Li Bin's head. It was a Dharma form condensed by Yuanying. Eguan Bodai, with the spirit of immortality, smiled and said: "I am the Fulong Sect's three-peak competition. Everyone is welcome to attend the ceremony! Only the younger generation of disciples are eligible to participate in this competition, and the leader will receive the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword in the end!”
As he spoke, he reached out and flicked it, and a sword stained with blood and exuding the aura of a low-grade spiritual treasure lay across his chest.
It is indeed the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword.
Ning Daoran frowned. He had already seen the power of this sword in the last battle in the Dragon Cave.
"The competition begins immediately!"
Li Bin floated up and landed on the chief seat. Then a Fulong Sect elder came on stage and announced the list of contestants, including Bai Feiyu, Han Liang, Li Yinping and others.
There were sixteen people in total, carefully selected, and perhaps the weakest one was Li Yinping.
Ning Daoran sat upright and watched the competition quietly.
There was nothing to observe and learn from. The cultivation level of these young disciples was so vastly different compared to him, the old demon Jian Jia, that there was no reference value at all.
In the first round, Li Yinping was defeated as expected. He lost to a senior fellow from the Fulong Sect who was in the early stage of Jindan. He came back very angry.
Ning Daoran sat next to him with a "pop", held his chin in his hands, and stopped talking.
Ning Daoran almost laughed out loud, why couldn't he afford to lose?
……
There was no suspense in this competition. Han Liang was in the first half and fought all the way to the final battle, while Bai Feiyu in the second half was also advancing all the way and entered the final competition without any suspense.
In the end, the Holy Son of Fulong Sect faced off against the Holy Lady of Fengxue Tower!
Ning Daoran's eyes were round and bright, and he began to look forward to this newbie pecking each other.
(End of chapter)