The Tianlei Mountain Domain became tense because of something, but it had nothing to do with Jining. He was running the Divine Refining Art in the secret room to restore his consciousness. After more than three months of practice, the consciousness in the Sea of Consciousness slowly Filled up.
This also made Jining feel magical about this incomplete set of exercises. Although he rarely practiced this set of exercises after he condensed his Nascent Soul, he felt its magic when running this set of exercises this time.
It also made Jining indulge in the practice of the God Refining Technique.
Jining slowly opened his eyes and looked at the door of the secret room. Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the secret room, and then he heard a voice named Jiang Chen.
"Fellow Daoist Ji, Elder Bailixi said that he has something to ask you for. It seems that the matter has been resolved!" Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Jining was a little surprised that he didn't expect the problem to be solved so quickly. At the same time, it also gave him a trace of doubt. Maybe Baili Xi had other plans.
However, judging from Jiang Chen's vague expression, it seemed that Bailixi had already planned to let him go. It was Jining's wish to leave the place of right and wrong, so Jining packed up his belongings and headed towards Bailixi's residence with Jiang Chen.
It was still the round tower hall that day, Bai Lixi was sitting at the top with a warm face and nodded towards Jining.
Jining also hurriedly greeted Bailixi with fists in his hands, but when Jining greeted him, his eyes glanced very vaguely at a corner of the hall, and then withdrew his gaze.
Bai Lixi said gently: "That matter has been resolved. Little friend Ji can leave on his own now. However, I feel very uneasy about letting little friend Ji stay here for many days. I will give this to you as a token of my appreciation!"
After Bailixi finished speaking, she threw a bottle of elixir to Jining.
Bailixi's move surprised Jining. After all, how could a powerful monk like Bailixi, who covered the sky with one hand in Dongshan Domain, be so polite to him.
Jining originally planned to decline, but when he saw Bai Lixi's expression, he wanted to leave the place immediately.
Therefore, she took the elixir without any courtesy and put it away. Bai Lixi saw a warm smile on Jining's face after accepting the elixir and then waved Jining to leave the round tower.
Outside the round tower, Jining clasped his fists and said goodbye to Jiang Chen before slowly heading out of Tianlei Mountain.
In the round tower, after Jining and the others left, a figure slowly emerged in the void. This figure was Leng Zhen.
"This ascended monk is not simple!" Leng Zhen said slowly while looking into the distance.
After hearing this, Bai Lixi looked surprised and asked, "It seems that a junior monk who transforms into a god can enter Lord Leng's Dharma Eyes, but it seems to be unusual!"
Leng Zhen shook his head and said, "He just found me!"
Bai Lixi was shocked and said in disbelief: "Master Leng's concealment skills are unparalleled in the world. Even if I am unprepared, I can't find it. Does Master Leng feel wrong?"
Leng Zhen continued: "I am very sure that this man discovered Leng's hiding place after entering the hall, so he left in a hurry."
After hearing this, Bai Lixi looked a little ugly and then said slowly: "Are all ascended monks so powerful? No wonder Master Leng asked me to win over this boy!"
Leng Zhen said with a smile: "When the ascended monks were in the lower realm, they went through countless battles, so they are a bit stronger than the local monks in the spirit world, but this boy is a little special. I actually feel the aura of the law of the domain in him!"
"The law of the domain?" Bai Lixi's face showed a look of shock, and then he remembered the aura of the domain that remained in the fighting place in the Dragon Mountains that day.
"Maybe it's Master Leng's illusion, but if it's true, he will understand the laws of the realm wherever he becomes a god. If this kid doesn't die, he might have a chance of entering the Mahayana!" Bai Lixi said with an envious look.
After hearing this, Leng Zhen muttered to himself: "Entering the Mahayana is not a matter of talent, it is all luck. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, there have been countless monks who have ascended, and there are also many shocking people among them, but none of them have entered the realm of the Mahayana."
However, the two of them put away their expressions and began to discuss other matters.
And Jining hurriedly left the Tianlei Mountain area and headed towards the East Prison Mountain. He flew slowly through the forest with the body of the dragon dragon. The dragon soul body exuded a powerful aura, which also caused the monsters around him to flee.
Jining's face looked a little solemn. It turned out that he had just discovered another powerful aura in the round tower. This person's cultivation level was no less than that of Elder Baili Xi, or even a bit higher.
Although he felt that this person had no ill intentions towards him, he was still trembling in his heart.
It also reminded him of the feeling when he was a low-level monk in the land of Dongzhou and saw powerful monks trembling with fear. Jining shook his head and sighed slightly in his heart. Suddenly he felt a faint human breath in the distance.
He put away the dragon soul body and moved, appearing next to the human monk who exuded a weak aura.
Jining looked at the young monk in front of him with a somewhat shocked face. It turned out that there was no blood on the young monk's face, and the essence and blood in his body seemed to have been drained. It seemed that when the young monk was about to die, he inspired a secret technique to escape here.
From the aura of the young monk, Jining knew that this person's original cultivation level should be similar to his own, and he was also a junior monk in the Transformation of God Realm. However, he seemed to be sacrificed by evil magic, causing his essence and blood to be exhausted.
Now that his Dao foundation has been damaged, it is already a miracle that he can recover to his current level of cultivation in the future.
Jining found a few pills for healing wounds from the green gourd and gave them to him, and then injected some spiritual power into him to help him absorb the effects of the pills.
After more than half an hour, the young monk slowly opened his eyes, but after seeing Jining, his nervous expression slowly relaxed. He struggled to thank Jining, but he was so seriously injured that he couldn't move.
"Fellow Taoist, you are seriously injured and should not move. You should have a good rest first. I will go nearby to help you find blood-replenishing medicine," Jining said gently.
The young monk showed gratitude after hearing this. He was about to thank him, but Jining suddenly covered his mouth, and then a strange aura emitted from Jining's body slowly covered the two of them.
It turned out that Jining suddenly felt a little uneasy and quickly activated the Phantom Spirit Pearl.
When the young monk saw Jining's behavior, he immediately understood what had happened, and a look of despair appeared on his face. In less than a quarter of an hour, the sound of breaking through the sky came from the void, but the powerful monk flying in the void did not feel them below.
A few more hours passed before Jining put away his breath and said slowly: "It should be safe now!"
After hearing this, the young monk's expression of despair slowly disappeared.
Then Jining's figure disappeared into the distant mountains. A few hours later, Jining returned here again. At this time, he had several blood ginseng plants in his hand.
A few days later, the young monk's face was still extremely pale, but his body could finally move.
"My Excellency Mingkai, thank you fellow Taoist for saving your life." The young monk clasped his fists and thanked Jining with difficulty.
Jining waved his hand and asked with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Ming, how could you be so seriously injured?"
Perhaps it touched his sore spot, the young monk's face showed a look of resentment, but the resentment turned into a look of despair.
