Before everyone parted, Wang Sanhu suddenly pulled Ling Ning to a remote corner with a sad look on his face.
Ling Ning asked doubtfully: "Brother Wang, do you have anything to say?"
Wang Sanhu hesitated for a moment, and then said: "There is one thing I...I still want to say..."
"What's the matter?" Seeing that his eyes never left Ping An, Ling Ning asked tentatively, "Is it about Ping An?"
Wang Sanhu nodded, "Maybe it's not good to say this...but...but...hey..."
"What is it that makes you so confused?"
Wang Sanhu sighed, "I'd better say it. That baby...she...she's not my brother's son at all!"
Ling Ning was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "You...what did you say? You mean...Ping'an is not your brother's biological daughter?"
Wang Sanhu sighed and nodded.
Ling Ning was startled, "Brother Wang, you can't say this nonsense."
Wang Sanhu shook his head and looked at Ping An in the distance, "I'm not talking nonsense. The woman was in very bad condition when she came, and she gave birth prematurely not even a year after they got married... I have long suspected that the baby is not my brother's. ...Hey...look at that doll's appearance. It really...doesn't look like my brother at all..."
Ling Ning took a step forward, grabbed his shoulders and said, "Brother Wang, these are just your suspicions. Do you have any substantial evidence?"
Wang Sanhu said: "What kind of evidence do I need for this kind of thing? I still don't know whether she looks like her or not? Hey, how could she, a fairy-like figure, fall in love with my brother? I have long felt that something was wrong. Besides, at that time, There were already rumors in the village about women vomiting frequently, but my stupid brother came forward and said he was the father of his son. Then... Hey... I also asked him if he was with that woman... but he just smiled... forget it. Forget it... Why are you talking about these things now? Let's go, let's all go. My brother is gone anyway, why are you talking about these things..."
Ling Ning looked at Wang Sanhu's lost back and didn't know what to say. He looked at Ping An again. Although the child was sallow and thin due to long-term malnutrition, it could be seen that her facial features were exquisite and she was indeed a beauty. Moreover, she was born with good aptitude for cultivating immortals, and she did not look like the child of an ordinary fisherman. But he no longer has the intention to explore this. In any case, her parents have passed away, and the child still has a long way to go. Let fate decide.
He had never told anyone about this matter, not even in front of Qian Meier. On the way back to Shuiyuetian, he thought about it several times, but he still couldn't figure it out. Maybe her mother Chen Anan went through something before she returned to Ping'an Village for the second time, and maybe she had this child, but all that has passed. , no way to check.
He temporarily put aside the matter of safety, and as soon as he returned to Shuiyuetian, he couldn't wait to start retreating. The most important thing in front of him was to refine these two drops of monster blood.
He took out a small porcelain bottle, which contained two drops of Yi Que's essence and blood.
He recalled the memory fragments of the monster beasts that he had seen, and knew that the two monster beasts were a "loving couple." He also went back to Beihao Mountain to carefully search for the babies born by those two monster beasts. But the entire mountain had been burned by fire and turned into ruins, and he found nothing. From a human point of view, these two monsters have done many evil things and deserved their death. However, when Ling Ning seriously injured the monster for the first time, it could have escaped, but it still chose to avenge its partner. This cannot but be admired. .
Maybe there is no right or wrong in this world, it's just about the weak and the strong.
"Palace Master, it's time for you to tell me how to practice the next level of the Divine Transformation Art."
The palace master's small figure appeared out of thin air. She took the small porcelain bottle from Ling Ning's hand, nodded and said: "The fourth level of the Divine Transformation Art is called 'Pure Blood'. As the name suggests, it can purify the blood of monsters. This level After you practice this level, you can form elixirs in one breath."
As the palace master spoke, he punched a golden scripture into Ling Ning's mind. Ling Ning closed her eyes and with her heart raised to the sky, she silently operated the Divine Transformation Art according to the scripture.
When the palace master saw that he was entering the state, he opened the porcelain bottle and injected two drops of red blood into his eyebrows.
The moment the essence and blood merged into the center of his eyebrows, Ling Ning felt his whole body shake. The essence and blood erupted with terrifying power. This power was brutal, rough, violent, and bloody...it filled his mind like a tornado!
"Ouch! Ouch!"
His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and he could hear the roar of monsters coming from the depths of his mind. He could feel two sparrows resurrecting in his mind, flapping their wings desperately, and spraying out red flames!
He felt that his brain was getting hot, like rolling sea water. His face was red, and blood spurted out unconsciously. He was almost driven crazy by the roar of the sparrow. With the operation of the Transformation Art, a steady stream of immortal energy mixed with his own true energy turned into a torrent, impacting the two crazy sparrows like huge waves, as if they were drowning in the sea.
Facing the extremely fierce "battle" in her mind, Ling Ning showed a painful expression.
Seeing this, the palace owner remained calm and sang: "If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be surprised when the sky falls. You will remain calm in all changes, and your spirit will be calm. Forget about yourself and stay one, with six roots of great concentration..."
These lines of text slowly reached Ling Ning's ears. He tried hard to understand the essence, then relaxed his mind and concentrated on running the Divine Transformation Art. Slowly, his heartbeat finally slowed down, and his expression returned to normal. He finally calmed down and no longer suffered from the roar, anger, frenzy and many other negative effects of the monsters. He had the aura of letting the wind and waves rise and sitting firmly on the fishing boat. .
I don't know how long it took, but under the impact of endless infuriating energy, the two birds in my mind finally cried out and fell into the rolling infuriating energy, emitting bursts of golden light. The originally dark torrent of infuriating energy turned into dark gold and slowly returned to the sea of qi. After the Divine Transformation Technique has been running throughout the body for 72 days, the essence and blood have been completely integrated with the true energy, like flowing dark gold, and the time has come to form the elixir!
Ling Ning did not dare to neglect at all. He gathered the immortal energy, true energy and the true energy mixed with the blood of monsters and beasts in the sea of qi, and sucked it in like a big whirlpool on the sea, constantly compressing and solidifying it. , prompting them to condense into inner elixir! This process is extremely difficult. Immortal Yuan and True Yuan are inherently incompatible with each other. In addition, a little bit of demonic beast essence and blood is continuously refined under the operation of the Transformation Art. You can imagine how difficult it is to combine the three into one!
I don't know how much time passed, but when I saw Ling Ning's Dantian glowing with light, and the faint outline of the inner elixir, the Palace Master's eyes lit up slightly, and then he stretched out his finger, and a jet of black immortal essence was injected into his Dantian, blending into the inner elixir that was about to be formed. Dan, Ling Ning was not aware of all this.
I don’t know how long it took, after days and nights of repeated fusion, compression, and purification... With a burst of dazzling light, a dark golden inner elixir suddenly formed in his sea of qi! Then, a sharp cry like the cry of a phoenix suddenly sounded in his ears! This sound was so clear and clear that it resounded for nine days. Ling Ning, who was originally extremely exhausted and whose mind was in chaos, was shocked by the sound and regained some clarity. Even the palace master on the side was slightly stunned. He couldn't tell whether the phoenix cry just now was an illusion, or if it was just a sound that appeared in his mind. He vaguely felt that he had mastered some new skills.
He slowly opened his eyes, and now his whole body was wrapped in a strange lavender flame, which was a blooming crabapple red. Ling Ning looked at the flames in his palm. He knew that although the fire in front of him was beautiful, it was very deadly. It was similar to the flames spouted by the bird that day, but it was even hotter.
The palace owner looked at the flame in his palm and said softly: "It turns out to be Qingluan Demon Fire. You are lucky."
Ling Ning wondered: "Qingluan Demon Fire? What does this mean? The color is a bit special."
The palace owner smiled slightly and explained: "Although those two sparrows are not powerful monsters, they are still monsters in ancient records. The blood of the divine beast Qingluan still remains in their bodies. Under the action of the Shen Transformation Art, they are It's hundreds of times pure before you can inherit some of Qingluan's characteristics, and this Qingluan Demonic Fire is its representative. Well, normal Qingluan Demonic Fire should be dark blue... I think it's because the two demonic beasts are It is the unswerving emotions that caused the color of the demon fire to change."
"Can emotions cause the demon fire to mutate? How can it include emotions when it's obviously just blood essence?"
"Of course there is. The blood essence not only contains all the blood inheritance of the monster beast, but also contains its will, which is enough to cause the monster fire to mutate. However, whether it is emotion or belief, it is nothing in the face of absolute power. It can only be used as a means of deceiving oneself and others.”
Ling Ning nodded in understanding, "Can I try to push open the dark stone door of the source space now?"
The palace owner smiled and said, "Of course you can try."
Ling Ning's consciousness came to the source space. He put his hands on the dark door, filled his arms with real energy, and shouted "Open"!
Under his full strength, the dark door actually didn't move at all! He tried several times but failed, and then left the source space in disappointment.
"How could this happen? Hasn't my strength improved?"
The palace owner seemed to have expected this result, and she calmly said: "Fool, you can't push that door open as long as you are strong enough. Forget it, maybe the time has not come yet. Do you feel that your power has become stronger now? "
Ling Ning looked down at his palms, "I...I can't explain clearly. Although I have broken through the pill formation stage and reached the early stage of pill formation, I can feel that my true energy has become more solid, and my strength should be stronger." However, the sea of qi is like an empty valley, far less full than before..."
The Palace Master nodded and said: "That's right, your Qi Sea is like a container. It was originally full of cotton. Now if you press the cotton into a ball, more space will naturally be made available to put more cotton. "
"I understand. It seems that my true energy has not disappeared, but has become more solid. It seems that I have to continue to absorb more true energy to replenish the air sea as soon as possible."
"Take your time, haste makes waste, remember to practice the method I give you to move your true energy!"
Ling Ning finished the retreat, and when he walked out of the room, he realized that spring had arrived, and the mountains were filled with lush spring colors.
"Congratulations, I didn't expect you to break through the alchemy stage after being in seclusion for several months. It's really gratifying."
Coming side by side were Qian Meier and Mrs. Shangyuan, and Ling Ning quickly went up to meet them.
Mrs. Shangyuan smiled and said: "Although you are practicing under my disciple, I have never given you any guidance. I am really ashamed."
Ling Ning said hurriedly: "Madam, you are serious. It is the greatest gift that you can keep me under your door."
Mrs. Shangyuan carefully examined the aura on his body and said slightly worriedly: "The aura on your body is very strange. It seems to smell of monsters. Have you absorbed the essence and blood of monsters? Although this is the usual way of cultivation for monsters, But it is still very risky to use it on human monks. Be careful as it will be assimilated by monsters and beasts, which will eventually make humans less like humans and beasts."
Ling Ning's heart trembled. To be honest, he had no idea about these things. It was all because he trusted the palace master. He himself was crossing the river by feeling the stones. Hearing this, he quickly humbly asked for advice on the dangers of doing so.
Mrs. Shangyuan probably explained it to him. The main reason is that human monks cannot withstand the "violent energy" of monster blood. They will be contaminated by various mania, bloodthirsty, violent and many other emotions, and eventually lose their consciousness and become Madness. Secondly, after inheriting the bloodline of certain monsters, severe physical rejection reactions often occur, and deformities occur, such as the growth of claws, fangs or scales... These are considered normal, although these can improve The strength of the monks is difficult to control, and the mutation in appearance will also cause the contempt of the same people...
Ling Ning began to think deeply after hearing this. To be honest, he didn't know whether the God Transformation Art could avoid these risks, but he must confirm it with the palace master if he had the opportunity. He didn't want to become a human being and a ghost.
"Thank you madam, this junior has learned a lesson!"
"There's nothing wrong with becoming a monster. Don't worry, Xiao Ning. Senior sister, I will never hate you no matter what you become!"
Seeing Qian Meier's "innocent" smile, Ling Ning felt warm in her heart.
At this time, Mrs. Shangyuan suddenly suggested: "Xiao Ning, I have always heard from Mei'er that you are a genius among your peers. I am also curious about your current strength. How about you let me try your skills?"
Before Ling Ning could speak, Qian Meier put her hands on her hands and smiled and said: "Wonderful, wonderful! I also want to see Xiao Ning's true strength! But grandma, his previous strength can already defeat the monks at the peak of the early stage of pill formation. , on the Mortal Continent, your cultivation cannot go beyond the early stage of pill formation, which means... Hee hee... Grandma, after you compress your cultivation, you will be the same as Xiao Ning, they are evenly matched! You have to be careful about the disadvantages!"
Mrs. Shangyuan looked at the girl's "malicious" smile, smiled fondly and said: "You stinky girl... Xiao Ning, just feel free to use your skills. The so-called battle does not necessarily rely on strength to win..."
Ling Ning didn't understand what she meant yet, but he knew it immediately.
Mrs. Shangyuan and Ling Ning stood still on the broad spot of the peak. Mrs. Shangyuan's eyes suddenly turned pale pink. Ling Ning wondered if she knew how to use eyesight. Just as he was guessing, Qianmei'er had already shouted A "battle begins"!
Ling Ning pulled out her long sword, activated the "Broken Star" state, and stared at Mrs. Shangyuan.
Mrs. Shangyuan smiled slightly, her pale pink eyes emitting a strange light. Ling Ning seemed to feel a little dizzy. He realized that this might be some kind of pupil technique, and quickly avoided her sight. The long sword was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. He rushed over with a cold air!
Mrs. Shangyuan smiled indifferently, floated away, and merged into a thick fog!
Ling Ning was greatly surprised. She didn't expect that the surroundings would be filled with thick fog that could not even be seen! He didn't see Mrs. Shangyuan forming seals or setting up formations at all.
"This... when exactly was this... there was nothing there just now, how could it be so..."
Before he could react, figures around him kept flashing erratically, and Mrs. Shangyuan's shadow appeared in all directions!
Then those shadows rushed towards him at the same time!
