Zhao Ning's eyes turned cold.
Xiang Hongxuan could come out of the sword formation, but Feng Yueshan couldn't be trapped for long.
Realizing this, Zhao Ning's expression gradually darkened. If this is the case, then... let's sink the boat.
The repairs she made after entering the cave allowed Zhao Ning to barely accumulate 10% of her true energy.
She raised her eyes, and outside the sword formation, she could see an invisible sword falling from high in the sky. That sword was the core of the formation. A flash of aura flashed across her fingertips, and the aura wrapped the spell towards the formation. The core rushed forward, the core of the formation trembled slightly, and the entire formation began to become unstable, but it was just so unstable that Feng Yueshan seized the opportunity and came out of the sword formation.
As soon as he stood firm, he saw Zhao Ning a few steps away. After being puzzled, he gradually realized, "Humph, it turns out it's you girl disguised as Jin..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed that the loud sound in his ears was particularly strange.
In surprise, he subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound until he saw the shadow on the giant sword. He murmured, "Qing... Venerable Qinggang."
Then he became extremely excited and said, "Your Holiness preaches, the fundamental way."
He even sat down cross-legged without hesitation, performed the Ziwu Jue, closed his eyes and meditated silently like Xiang Hongxuan, and directly forgot about Zhao Ning.
No one can resist His Holiness’ preaching.
This made Zhao Ning feel more and more painful in the voice of the preaching. She was resisting, resisting the influence of the preaching, and resisting the surrender of her heart to the Great Sword Dao.
Chayue Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the shadow in the giant sword once again fell on Zhao Ning, seeming to be surprised by Zhao Ning's behavior. Zhao Ning was in pain, step by step, towards Feng Yueshan who was preaching to Shen Xin. Go.
His keen intuition informed Feng Yueshan of the approaching danger, but he was horrified to find that after he fell into meditation, he could not escape from the state of visualization. Every time he struggled, his soul was traumatized, as if he had an illness. The sword cut into his soul.
"No, no, no..." Feng Yueshan's soul was roaring, but no one could hear him.
The next moment, his soul was penetrated by a long sword without even a trace of struggle. His soul was completely shattered, and his consciousness disappeared instantly. However, the fragments of his soul that should have dissipated into the invisible were forcibly trapped in his physical body. In a broken posture, Listening to the sound of preaching one after another.
Blood dripped from the sword drop by drop. Zhao Ning turned her eyes and glanced at the shadow on the giant sword. The shadow had withdrawn its gaze and closed its eyes to concentrate on preaching.
Zhao Ning raised her hand and touched her ear, blood seeping out of her ear.
She didn't care, a fire talisman was activated, fell on Feng Yueshan's body, and was instantly ignited.
After burning out, his body maintained its original movements in a strange posture.
Zhao Ning sat on the ground holding the Chayue Sword, with her forehead against the tip of the sword. She couldn't even adjust her breath. In that state, the domineering voice of preaching would completely invade the sea of consciousness. At that time, she would be like Feng Yueshan. How? There is no way to escape.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhao Ning, whose consciousness was almost blurred, felt that the sound in her ears stopped suddenly.
She raised her heavy eyelids and saw that Feng Yueshan's body turned into fly ash first, and then she saw that the shadow on the giant sword turned into a little aura and entered Xiang Hongxuan's eyebrows.
Xiang Hongxuan succeeded, and he received the inheritance of Qinggang Sword Master.
The ground began to tremble, and the giant sword in front was drawn out with a clang, and finally turned into the size of an ordinary long sword and was inserted in front of Xiang Hongxuan.
Not only did he obtain the inheritance of the master of Qinggang Sword, but he also recognized the master of Qinggang Sword.
But it's not just that, Zhao Ning can feel Xiang Hongxuan's momentum rising little by little, until it reaches the top. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth forms a vortex in the sky, and the golden light shines in the vortex, like a golden dragon swimming.
He's going to form a pill.
Zhao Ning silently looked up at the changes in the sky.
Xiang Hongxuan is about to form an elixir, and it is a top-grade golden elixir.
She slowly lowered her eyes, with no expression on her face. She just drew out the Chamoon Sword, turned around and left the Divine Sword Cave step by step.
Outside the teleportation array, one could faintly see the strange and mysterious changes deep in the mountain. Zhao Ning did not look back. She supported the tree trunk and slowly went down the mountain until she reached the bottom of the mountain. She tripped over something.
He fell to the ground and simply leaned against the tree trunk.
The spiritual vortex covered a very far distance, and gradually covered the sky above Zhao Ning's head.
She was the one who tried every possible means to form an elixir, but in the end she watched others successfully form an elixir.
This seems like a joke.
She didn't even find the opportunity to form an elixir herself.
Envy? Jealousy? There seemed to be a voice in his heart asking himself, but Zhao Ning rested his head on the tree trunk and could see the glow in the sky.
It would be a lie to say that I am not envious, but what is more, I am at a loss.
She thought that the acquired enlightenment fruit was an opportunity to form a high-grade golden elixir, but she suddenly discovered that the acquired enlightenment fruit was fake, and she almost lost her life to sacrifice it to some weird guy.
She thought that the Divine Sword Cave could be a candidate for an opportunity, but in the end she found out that it was just someone else's wedding dress.
She thought that with the guidance of the venerable, she would definitely find it as long as she searched patiently in the southeast, but the answer didn't seem to be like this.
…
In the end, all the emotions were suppressed in her heart. Maybe she was too impatient. It has only been about seven years since the completion of Foundation Establishment. She still has one hundred and ten years to slowly find it, but , Uncle Qin's message made her deny the idea for a moment. No, she must form the elixir quickly, she cannot give up, and she cannot just wait.
Zhao Ning stood up, no longer looking at the rosy glow on the horizon, no longer confused about the opportunity, and just moved forward step by step.
She did not return directly to Blazing City.
After recovering from her breath adjustment, she went to the small secret cultivation place that He Jie mentioned before.
This small secret realm is a spiritual stone vein underground. However, this vein can no longer condense spiritual energy. Instead, it overflows, causing the spiritual energy underground to be at least ten times richer than the outside world.
But when Zhao Ning found He Jie, He Jie was sealed in a large scattered stone.
His consciousness was clear, and there was no abnormality except that he could not move or speak. When he saw Zhao Ning appearing, He Jie's eyes widened and he was so excited that he almost exploded.
A flash of light flashed, the stone shattered with a click, and He Jie fell out of it.
"Ouch, ouch, why is this boss treating me like this? I can't feel my waist, my legs, and my feet." He Jie came out and howled.
But these conditions are nothing more than soreness and numbness after being sealed for a long time.
Probably Zhao Ning's expression was extremely pale at the moment, and He Jie was particularly good at observing words and expressions. While he was still paralyzed on the ground, he put his head around to take a look at Zhao Ning's expression, but couldn't tell anything.
"Hey, Boss Shen is so kind to me that he came to rescue me. I thought I would be banned for at least ten years."
Ten years later, He Jie was able to break through the seal with his own cultivation.
"I saw Xiang Hongxuan."
Zhao Ning said calmly, "Since you can meet him, it means that you have not hidden anything from him."
He Jie thumped, raised two fingers and swore to the sky, "Boss Shen, I swear on my character that I will never betray you."
But then his voice became a little weak, "But he was too suspicious. The more I explained, the more he didn't believe it, so..."
"Yeah." Zhao Ning uttered a meaningless syllable and turned towards the exit.
Seeing this, He Jie quickly got up and said, "Boss, where are you going? My feet are still numb. Wait for me!"
Chapter 201
Chihuang City, inn courtyard.
Zhao Ning is meditating in the room.
The reason why she just came back in such a grand manner is because it is impossible for anyone to know that she killed Feng Yueshan. Let’s not talk about her level of cultivation. It’s just that Feng Yueshan died in the Qinggang Sword Master’s house. During the preaching sound, his soul was sealed in the sea of consciousness and forced to listen to the sermon, unable to detect who was approaching him.
But Feng Jin, the only one who is happy and may have noticed that Feng Yueshan is dead, only knows Lin Ying and not Zhao Ning. What's more, Feng Jin has not returned yet, and he is probably still chatting with eight Jindan masters in the fake dojo. Prices and transactions.
The disappearance of the city lord actually does not have much impact on Blazing City. A real person in the late stage of Jindan will retreat anytime and anywhere. It may last for years, decades, or even hundreds of years. In such a short period of time, no one can The disappearance of the city lord will be linked to his death.
Zhao Ning closed her eyes slightly. She was not practicing, she had been thinking about things.
With a vague understanding of Qin Keyuan's message back then, she might have guessed who this catastrophe came from.
Owner? Netherworld?
Zhao Ning pressed down her thoughts, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the door ahead. There was a figure on the door.
The door opened without wind, and the figure outside almost fell in from the outside without support.
It turned out to be He Jie sitting at the door, leaning on it.
He Jie smiled honestly and said hello, "Hi, boss."
Zhao Ning looked at him, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm not expecting the boss to come out for a few days, so I'm keeping watch here so that I can always be ready to show my filial piety like the boss... bah... be loyal."
Zhao Ning still looked at him expressionlessly, obviously not fully agreeing with this statement.
He Jie's mouth fell instantly, "Okay, okay, boss, I'll be honest, I'm here to take refuge."
He sat on the ground outside the door, leaning on the threshold and half-supporting himself. He pointed to the wing outside and complained, "Boss, this Zhiyue has lost her love again. She cried, made trouble, and hanged herself in the room. I'm about to be forced by him." crazy."
"Lovelorn?" This word is a bit new to Zhao Ning, but he can roughly understand what it means.
"Yes, that's right, her new Taoist companion was hanging out with other female cultivators behind her back. She found out that she was dissatisfied that his true energy was too mixed, so she dumped him. As a result, she came back and was upset. Well, I said, 'Double cultivators are guilty, long live being single', but she tied me directly to the pillar of the house and whipped me with a whip, luckily I am thick-skinned and thick-skinned."
Zhao Ning was speechless.
At this time, there was movement in the room he just pointed at.
Zhiyue opened the door in an instant and stared at He Jie fiercely.
He Jie hesitated and shrank towards the threshold.
Zhiyue came over and said, "It's not like you said hitting, kissing, scolding, or loving. Let me try it on you and see if you feel closeness and love."
She bowed down, put her finger on He Jie's chin, and her tone became strangely ambiguous, "Brother Jie, do you feel the love of Sister Zhiyue?"
He Jie was so excited that he turned around and knocked his forehead against the door frame, as if he was going to die to apologize.
"Hmph." Zhiyue snorted coldly, ignored him and sat on the other side of the door.
He Jie's bump was nothing serious. After all, he had already established his foundation. This little bump didn't even make his skin red.
Zhiyue was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. She looked up at the sky outside, with envy that could not be concealed in her eyes.
At this moment, the sky is shrouded in rays of light, and there is a tall Hongqiao building in the distance. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is constantly gathering in that direction.
"When will it be my turn to form a high-grade golden elixir?"
Xiang Hongxuan's high-grade golden elixir cannot be formed so quickly. This time may last for several days or even dozens of days.
Zhao Ning looked at the glow in the sky outside, and there was no wave in her eyes.
"Who knows?" He Jie shrugged.
