Along the way, Zhao Ning saw many spiritual fields on both sides. There were five or six mortals taking care of each spiritual field, and at the same time there were cultivators who were in the Qi training period to oversee the work. The spiritual rice planted in the spiritual fields was the best. For spiritual things, you only need to grind the spiritual stone into powder and sprinkle it on the roots of the spiritual rice, and then clean up the weeds regularly.
Some common elixirs are grown in some spiritual fields, but the proportion of mortals is even smaller. Most of them are left to fetch water, and most of the work is left to low-level cultivators.
Further inside, there are some ponds in which spiritual fish are bred, all for cultivators to feed themselves or to try out new things.
From the looks of it, the environment here is quite harmonious.
Soon, the tall city gate of Ningming Island stood in front of us. In order to show its momentum, the skeletons of several sea monsters were placed on the gate tower. The bones were pale in color and had been dried here for at least a thousand years.
At the gate of the city, many cultivators who came with swords and winds landed and entered the city on foot. Similar to the large cities in Kyushu, there was a forbidden air formation in the city. They could only fly at low altitudes, not high.
There were eight foundation-building cultivators checking at the door. Du Bao said that these people were all descendants of the Lin family.
Although no one is restricted from entering, some must register their origin.
"where?"
Soon Zhao Ning and the four people arrived. The cultivator who was interrogating held a jade slip in his hand and only raised his eyes to glance at it.
Du Bao hurriedly said, "Changyi Island."
The cultivator murmured, "Isn't Changyi Island an abandoned mining island? There are still people on it."
"Something happened to the family and we had no choice." Du Bao had no choice but to hold back a few words.
The cultivator chuckled and glanced at Zhao Ning again, "What's your name?"
"Lin Ying." Zhao Ning said lightly.
"Hey, my surname is, do you want to run for guest minister because of your family name?" Several cultivators glanced at me rudely, "I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Then he engraved names and islands on the jade slips at will, and then let them in.
After entering, Du Bao wiped the sweat from his head and explained, "Master Immortal, this happens on every island. Don't be like them."
Zhao Ning responded lightly, "This is the outer city. You go and look for your old friends. I want to take a look at the inner city."
"Okay. Thank you so much, Master Immortal, for sending me this time." Du Bao quickly thanked him, and the other two also bowed.
Zhao Ning didn't say much and disappeared outside in a few steps.
The inner city is much the same as Kyushu Xiuzhenfang City, except that the items sold are more monster materials.
Zhao Ning went straight into a rather large weapon-refining shop. There were a dazzling array of spiritual weapons in the shop, ranging from first to eighth levels.
The shopkeeper is thinking about the formation on the display cabinet.
"Collecting materials from monsters?" Zhao Ning asked.
"Collect it." The shopkeeper's attitude was perfunctory, and he was still studying how to reactivate the damaged formation.
There is a spirit beast ring in this display cabinet. Judging from the slight aura leaking out, it seems that there is a sea monster trapped inside.
"The spirit of the array has been infiltrated with the evil spirit of fire. It cannot be used unless it is completely removed." Zhao Ning reminded.
The shopkeeper paused, examined it carefully, and patted his head suddenly, "I said there is always rejection, no matter what, we will close it and make up for it."
He turned around to see Zhao Ning and bowed, "I'm really sorry for neglecting the fairy. The fairy can see where the formation's flaws are at a glance, so she is really a good player."
Zhao Ning ignored the shopkeeper's praise and only looked at the spirit beast ring, "What kind of monster is trapped in this spirit beast ring?"
"Silver Lightning Fish, a second-level sea mount. The beast master in the store has blessed me with the Water Diversion Technique and Galloping Technique. It is extremely fast, covering half a mile in an instant." The shopkeeper smiled expectantly, "Do you need a fairy?"
After all, it is a large area of the ocean in Fallen Immortal Domain. In addition to the resources on the island, the spiritual objects in the sea cannot be missed. However, it was indeed the first time for Zhao Ning to see such an undersea mount.
After only a few more glances, Zhao Ning said, "No need. I have some monster materials here, and the shopkeeper can help me get some spiritual stones."
The shopkeeper was a little disappointed. He took the spirit bag from Zhao Ning's hand. He glanced at it with his consciousness and froze. It was filled with corpses of third-level monsters.
The moment he saw Zhao Ning, his eyes were different, and he immediately understood that even if he had not misjudged his cultivation level, he had also misjudged his background.
He immediately called the waiter to pour tea, "Fairy, please sit over here. These materials are really rare. I don't dare to estimate them directly. I have to ask the seniors in the shop to appraise them."
"Yes." Zhao Ning responded. She sat on the chair, and the shopkeeper hurried into the inner room with the materials in his hands.
Brushing away the leaves on the top of the tea, Zhao Ning just wanted to learn about the price of the materials in the Fallen Immortal Realm. Normal materials for third-level monsters are sold for at least nearly 10,000 low-grade spirit stones in Kyushu. I don’t know if the prices here are falling or rising. Judging from the estimated number of monsters here, I'm afraid it will fall...
After Zhao Ning paused, he looked out the door and saw someone walking out of the shop selling elixirs opposite.
He was wearing a black cloak, his head was lowered, and his face was half covered by the hood. His whole person was lifeless, and his steps were extremely fast.
But Zhao Ning noticed a slightly familiar atmosphere.
It's Han Xu.
"...The sect is about to be destroyed, so they sent us all out under the pretext of encircling and suppressing human demons in order to preserve the sect's last strength."
On the spirit boat that year, Han Xu held his head and struggled, asking himself and everyone else. Those words alone exploded into Zhao Ning's confused and troubled heart.
Chapter 222
Han Xu walked very fast.
When Zhao Ning came out in a flash, he was nowhere to be seen.
When Zhao Ning followed the remaining aura and saw the figure in black robe, he was already outside Ningming City.
She suddenly appeared in front of Han Xu. Han Xu froze in place. Zhao Ning turned around slowly and noticed something was wrong with Han Xu in front of her.
But Han Xu's aura is unmistakable. He is already in the early stage of the golden elixir. It is a low-grade golden elixir that is common here, but it is not as powerful as the golden elixir of the Fallen Immortal Realm.
"Han Xu?" Zhao Ning called.
At this moment, Han Xu suddenly punched, and a circle of black seals expanded around the fist. He quickly retreated and pressed forward with his fist.
He stepped back thirty or forty feet, almost hitting the mountain. He was able to open a distance of three feet, and the divine light spread out in front of him and condensed into a shield.
Zhao Ning used his backhand to condense the magic formula, but he saw that he was holding the eight-level spiritual sword in his hand and slashed it mercilessly. The divine light spiritual shield was instantly broken. Hedging, air waves gushing out.
In an instant, Han Xu's hood was lifted, revealing a face covered in black lines and completely white eyes.
Living...living corpse?
Zhao Ning was shocked, who is controlling Han Xu's body now?
The spirit sword turned sharply, breaking away from the competition with Chayue Sword, and gathered the spirit on the sword, with a momentum like a mountain.
Zhao Ning had no choice but to fight against his offensive first. The Chayue Sword raised sword flowers, and the sword light was wrapped in the sound of clouds and wind. At this moment, the sky in the area half a mile changed. The sword light was hidden in the clouds, swallowing up the momentum of the spiritual sword inch by inch. , and gradually removed the murderous intention of the spiritual sword.
Until the Spirit Sword offensive seemed to melt into the clouds, the controller finally realized something was wrong. The Spirit Sword's intention suddenly exploded, and with a backward stroke, his figure took the opportunity to get out, but the speed of the attack was much faster than him.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Ning's hands were on his shoulders, forcing him to change direction, but the controller didn't stop at all. He turned around and punched him. The two people's seals collided, and he took advantage of the situation to run again. Zhao Ning no longer gave him a chance and directly used the magic technique. Immediately, a series of spiritual lights surrounded him like chains, instantly imprisoning "Han Xu" in place.
"Han Xu" froze and turned around to look. Although there was nothing in Zhao Ning's hand, he felt an extremely terrifying force aiming at him.
He suddenly shrank, and a soul consciousness appeared between "Han Xu's" eyebrows. As soon as the soul consciousness was separated, Han Xu's body softened, and the brilliance in Zhao Ning's hand was approaching, and then the brilliance wrapped it up, and the Soul consciousness is all tied up in spiritual light.
The soul consciousness is constantly struggling in the spiritual light, but there is no way to escape from the restraint.
The spiritual light ball landed in Zhao Ning's palm. A coldness flashed across Zhao Ning's eyes for a moment, and murderous intent surged, as if he wanted to directly extinguish this soul consciousness.
The soul consciousness seemed to have sensed this extremely powerful force, and immediately did not dare to move. It shrank into the size of a candle in the spiritual light ball. The fire light trembled slightly, as if it was trembling, and it seemed to be begging for mercy.
Zhao Ning had no time to care about him. She stabilized Han Xu's falling body with her spiritual light. He stood stiffly on the spot, with his head hanging down and his white eyes closed tightly. At this time, his energy was completely closed. But it doesn’t feel like a corpse.
If it were a corpse, Han Xu's aura would have completely disappeared and could not still remain in the body. This shows that his body and soul are still connected, and may have been severed because of the weird lines on his body. In other words, these lines are A secret method transformed Han Xu into a monster that was neither human nor ghost.
The clear light in Zhao Ning's hand bloomed, and Han Xu's whole person was shrouded in the clear light. The center of his eyebrows gradually lit up with light. Correspondingly, the top of his head slowly gathered into a phantom of a lotus.
Every time the lotus shadow trembled, Han Xu's body trembled, and the light between his eyebrows became brighter.
This is spiritualism.
Zhao Ning is trying to bring back Han Xu's lost soul.
But this technique seemed to have failed. When the lotus trembled, the black lines on his body also lit up, like a dense black net wrapping Han Xu, making it impossible for his soul to return.
Zhao Ning frowned slightly and turned to use the spell. The ancient and mysterious runes spread out. Ancient cloud patterns rotated around the runes, and then connected into strings. Under the connection of the spell, they swam around Han Xu's body. , Zhao Ning's aura pushed hard, and the seal was printed on Han Xu's body. His body suddenly straightened, and the aura between his eyebrows suddenly became brighter.
Immediately afterwards, a picture appeared in Zhao Ning's eyes.
It was a dark underground secret room, surrounded by rock walls. There were many small holes as big as fists dug out in the rock walls, and they were densely distributed throughout the rock wall. In each of those small holes was a clay figurine. Stand here in a restrained posture.
As the sight of the strange person narrowed, he could see a strange formation in the center of the secret room, with protective flags planted in the four corners of the formation.
Zhao Ning paused after seeing the family logo on the formation flag. The most family logo he had seen this day was this, the emblem of the Lin family.
If you zoom in closer, you can see where the soul used by the spiritualism is, but it is a small hole facing the entrance of the rock wall. In the small hole is a clay figure that is consistent with the surrounding shape. As the spiritualism is performed, the clay figure also Following the trembling, the amplitude of the trembling became larger and larger.
If the clay figurine was broken... Zhao Ning was shocked and stopped suddenly.
The clay figurine represents Han Xu's soul. If the clay figurine is broken, the soul will also be broken.
Zhao Ning's expression was solemn. The Lin family was indeed not as upright as the rumors said. There was no way to summon Han Xu's spirit back through spirit summoning.
As soon as he withdrew his hand, the lotus shadow above Han Xu's head disappeared, and the light between his eyebrows also disappeared.
Zhao Ning lowered his eyes and looked at the soul consciousness imprisoned in the palm of his hand. The owner of this soul consciousness must be a member of the Lin family, but this soul consciousness seemed to be only a part of the opponent's soul. If he extinguished it directly, not only would he not be able to kill the opponent, but it would scare the snake away. It may put Han Xu's soul in a disadvantageous position.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Ning flicked his finger, and his soul consciousness was sent into Han Xu's body by Zhao Ning.
Han Xu's stiff body suddenly became normal, and his white eyes opened again. His face twitched for a moment, and he raised his hand to attack Zhao Ning again.
But Zhao Ning didn't give him a chance at all, and the seals of imprisonment were applied layer by layer on Han Xu's body.
"Who are you!"
This was the first time "Han Xu" spoke. It was exactly Han Xu's own voice, just a little hoarse.
"I also want to ask who you are." Zhao Ning stared at him coldly, "But you won't know anything soon!"
As he spoke, a breeze suddenly blew up around him. The breeze brushed against Han Xu's body regardless of the law. It penetrated into Han Xu's sea of consciousness and swept over the soul consciousness. It was obviously so refreshing and soothing, but "Han Xu" felt a Out of control, as if something is disappearing from my memory.
"ah……"
He held his head and curled up unconsciously, as if he was curling up like a fetus in his mother's body.
After a while of burning incense, "Han Xu" stretched out and stood there, looking around with a blank expression, as if he was very confused as to why he was standing here alone.
After a while, "Han Xu" no longer thought about it, shook his head, wrapped his black cloak tightly, and flew away into the distance.
Zhao Ning walked out of the darkness, looked at the direction he was leaving, and followed him quietly.
