Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 218 Yuling Sect

There were only four or five kinds of spiritual medicines that Nie Zhaonan did not recognize.

"I didn't expect that my husband could recognize almost all of these ancient elixirs!" Song Yu said in surprise with her mouth slightly opened when she heard Nie Zhaonan say the name of the last elixir.

"Of course I'm powerful as your husband." Nie Zhaonan said with a faint smile.

Since he started practicing, he has been very keen on collecting all kinds of spiritual herbs and medicines, and even spiritual medicine books. Naturally, his attainments in spiritual herbs are extremely high.

"Here are all the main ingredients for refining the 'Jiangyun Pill'. The Jiangyun Pill is an ancient elixir with powerful medicinal effects. It is also just right for my husband to take now. I believe that my husband's cultivation will improve rapidly with the help of this pill." Song Yu recalled the recipe of the Jiangyun Pill in his mind and said excitedly.

As Nie Zhaonan's bedmate, she naturally knew Nie Zhaonan's true cultivation level.

"Not only the Crimson Cloud Pill, but also a spiritual pill called 'Xue Po Pill' can be refined. If we can collect a few more missing spiritual medicines, we will have hope of refining a pill for the late Nascent Soul stage." Nie Zhaonan said excitedly.

As his mind turned, he sorted out the uses of these elixirs.

In a barren mountain range, on an inconspicuous hill.

Suddenly, a low thunder sounded about three or four feet above the top of the hill, followed by a few flashes of colorful light, and then a black ball of light appeared out of thin air in an instant.

Then, the shiny black ball made a strange "crackling" sound, and began to twist and deform, eventually turning into a space crack about ten feet long.

Then with a "plop" sound, a figure in black was swept out by a colorful cloud and fell towards the hill below.

Then the space crack flashed a few times and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

There was a dull "bang" and the sound of two feet landing on the ground was heard.

The black-clad figure glanced around and found himself in a mountain forest. A look of doubt flashed across his face.

"What on earth is this place?" the man in black muttered to himself.

This person was Nie Zhaonan, who transplanted the spiritual medicine in Lingmiao Garden into the cave, broke through the space node again, and escaped from Lingmiao Garden.

Because the space nodes were moving around, Nie Zhaonan himself didn't know where he was now.

He then released his vast spiritual consciousness to explore all movements within a radius of hundreds of miles. At the end of the range that the spiritual consciousness could explore, Nie Zhaonan found the trace of a small immortal cultivation family.

Nie Zhaonan's expression changed, and then he flew towards the small family without hesitation.

Qingliang Mountain is located in the border area of ​​Dongyu Kingdom. Because this mountain is one of the few inferior spiritual veins within thousands of miles, it is occupied by the Huang family, a small immortal cultivation family.

The Huang family is a small family that cultivates immortality through foundation-building. Although it is located in the territory of Dongyu Country, it is adjacent to the sphere of influence of the Demonic Path. In order to protect itself, it has already joined the Demonic Path early on.

In a quiet room with good spiritual energy, an old man with a white face and no beard was sitting on a cushion, with his eyes slightly closed, practicing martial arts silently.

He is none other than Huang Tianhu, the patriarch of the Huang family. His cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building, and he can be considered the number one cultivator within thousands of miles.

Not only did the Huang family's disciples respect him greatly, but even the cultivators from several other nearby families did not dare to neglect him and were extremely respectful to him.

"Where is this place?" An indifferent voice without any emotion sounded in the quiet room.

Huang Tianhu was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly he shuddered. Cold sweat broke out on his back, instantly soaking his clothes.

The person who could break into his retreat without a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage noticing must be at least a Jindan True Immortal!
Thinking of this, Huang Tianhu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the person who came with a vicissitudes of life look.

He saw that he was a young man in his twenties with a handsome appearance. Huang Tianhu was shocked and quickly sent his spiritual sense to the young man.

Suddenly his spiritual consciousness was like mud flowing into the sea, without causing any ripples. In the perception of his spiritual consciousness, the front was empty, and there was no trace of the presence of any cultivator.

Huang Tianhu's heart, which was already hanging in the air, suddenly lifted up. He stood up and said respectfully:

"Senior, this is the border of Dongyu Country, Qingliang Mountain, close to the Demonic Path."

At the same time, he secretly felt lucky that this senior, whose cultivation level was unknown, came here just to ask for directions and did not come here specifically to find him.

"The devil's way?" Nie Zhaonan asked to himself, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Because there was no suitable thing to assist him in refining the Qianlan Ice Flame, he has not yet refined all of the Qianlan Ice Flame, resulting in the fact that he has not yet mastered the magical treasure Xutian Ding.

Now that he had just arrived at the realm of the devil, he might as well go to the Yuling Sect, get the Six-Winged Frost Centipede, and cultivate it to help him refine the Qianlan Ice Flame.

Nie Zhaonan pondered silently in his heart.

When Huang Tianhu heard what Demon Dao said, he didn't even dare to breathe. He lowered his head and stood with his hands behind his back, fearing that this senior in front of him had some grudge against Demon Dao and would involve his Huang family.

"Give me a copy of the map of this place." Nie Zhaonan ordered in a flat tone, with no joy on his face.

Huang Tianhu was delighted when he heard this. It seemed that this senior really came to ask for directions. He slapped the storage bag with his dry palm, and with a flash of light, a khaki jade slip appeared in his hand.

"This jade slip contains information about the surrounding areas tens of thousands of miles away. You are welcome to take it." Huang Tianhu held the jade slip in his hand and said in an unusually polite manner.

Nie Zhaonan glanced at the jade slip, waved his hand and took it in his hand, then invaded it with his spiritual sense and took a quick look at it.

"How can I take your things for free? This magic weapon can be regarded as a trade for this jade slip." Nie Zhaonan said without a trace of negotiation in his tone.

He put away the jade slip in his hand, and a green flying sword appeared in his other hand at some point, which he casually threw to Huang Tianhu.

After doing this, Nie Zhaonan disappeared silently.

Huang Tianhu heard this, raised his head, looked at the green flying sword floating in front of him, and couldn't help but said in a lost voice:

"High-level magic weapon!"

Of course he had high-level magic weapons, and even a top-level magic weapon, but he never expected that this senior would give him such a generous reward just for asking for directions.

Instead, he looked at the flying sword that was shining with green light and full of spiritual light. The high-level magic weapon in his hand could not compare with it at all.

Huang Tianhu took the flying sword in his hand and examined it carefully for a long time. There was joy in his eyes, but also a little bit of disappointment. I am afraid that I will only meet such a generous senior once in my life.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan was already hundreds of miles away, flying rapidly towards the demonic territory.

Nie Zhaonan gave the Huang family head a high-level magic weapon because he saw in his courtesy and politeness. Also, he had successfully completed his trip to the Demon Valley and was in a very good mood, so he did it casually just now.

The Six Demonic Sects are well-known demonic forces in southern Tian. As a middle-class sect among the six sects, the Yuling Sect naturally occupies a spiritual vein with good spiritual energy.

At the Beast Taming Mountain at the westernmost end of the Tianluo Kingdom, the monks of the Yuling Sect built countless pavilions and halls around this sacred mountain, and set up extremely powerful restriction formations. Even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators could not easily break into the Yuling Sect's mountain gate.

The Beast Taming Mountain is roughly divided into three layers.

At the bottom of the mountain is where the low-level disciples live and practice.

From the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, only cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage are qualified to enter.

When we reach the uppermost level on the mountainside, naturally only monks with pill-forming and above levels are qualified to live there.

Although with Nie Zhaonan's level of cultivation, the formations and restrictions set up by the Yuling Sect were useless, but it was inevitable that they had some hidden tricks. To be on the safe side, Nie Zhaonan had no intention of directly breaking into the Yuling Sect to look for Liu Yu, but he had a better way.

"This is something a senior gave to Elder Liu Yu of your sect."

A middle-aged man with a cultivation level of only the seventh level of Qi Refining handed a gray cloth bag to the disciple of Yuling Sect who was guarding the mountain gate. After leaving these words, he left the mountain gate of Yuling Sect without looking back.

The group of disciples who were left guarding the mountain looked at each other, holding this ordinary cloth bag without any restrictions on it, unable to make up their minds and staring at each other.

It was also the first time for them to encounter such an irresponsible way of delivering things. They delivered them to the gate of their Yuling Sect and did not care about the follow-up matters.

However, the cloth bag must be delivered to Elder Liu Yu, there is no doubt about it.

"Why don't we open the cloth bag first and see what's inside?" a good-looking female disciple suggested.

"What's there to open? You can tell by touching it. There is a jade bottle and a piece of paper inside." The male disciple holding the cloth bag scratched the bag with his five fingers, felt what was inside, and then said nonchalantly.

But his words made the atmosphere in the room become strange.

Among the disciples present, the bold ones did not hide their fiery gazes at all, while the less courageous ones glanced at the cloth bag as if inadvertently, but with a higher frequency.

Everyone present could guess that the jade bottle contained elixir, and it was a panacea that was useful for Jindan cultivators!
"You bunch of devilish bastards, you actually dare to covet Master Alchemy's things. Aren't you afraid of having your soul extracted and your spirit refined?" A handsome young man looked up and sneered with contempt.

"Demon bastard?"

"Aren't you from the evil sect?" A middle-aged man who looked very experienced asked doubtfully, looking at the young man with an unfriendly look.

The other Yuling Sect disciples were also stunned when they heard this, and looked at the young man with deep suspicion on their faces.

"Oops, I let my blunt words get exposed." The young man cried out inwardly, regretting his slip of the tongue deeply.

"First capture Wang Ziwei and hand him over to our uncle-master in the sect, who will then make the decision!" said the monk holding the cloth bag.

He was the one with the highest cultivation level present, so the other disciples guarding the mountain gate naturally obeyed his words and surrounded the young man in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the young man naturally could not just sit there and wait to die. He gritted his teeth and thought that he had been exposed now and could no longer hide in the Yuling Sect. The most important thing now was to save his own life.

Thinking of this, he slapped his storage bag without saying a word, and several mid-level talismans of various colors shot out from his hand, shooting mercilessly towards the Yuling Sect monks around him.

For a moment, fireballs, ice cones, wind blades, and boulders were raging in front of the mountain gate without restraint, and the monks of the Yuling Sect took out their defensive magic weapons to block them.

While the young man was using these mid-level spells to restrain everyone, he controlled a green flying sword and shot it quickly into the distance, escaping for his life.

"Wang Ziwei is a spy for the righteous path!" A monk from the Yuling Sect said excitedly after taking out a shield to block several ice cones.

Then, without hesitation, he controlled a pitch-black spirit boat and chased after Wang Ziwei.

The other Yuling Sect monks also had excited expressions on their faces, controlling various magical instruments and chasing after them.

As long as they catch the spy Wang Ziwei, it will be considered a great achievement and they will definitely get benefits.

Nie Zhaonan, who was currently quietly sipping tea in a teahouse in the market town, naturally had no idea that his unintentional action had exposed an undercover righteous agent who had been hiding in the evil world for a long time.

However, even if they knew, they would just smile faintly. It is very normal to plant spies in the enemy forces. It can be said that this is something that most monks know well.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a graceful female cultivator in white walked into the room. She sat down at the table without any hesitation, and then looked at the ordinary-looking young man opposite her with curiosity.

This person has reached the late Jindan stage, but his appearance remains that of a man in his twenties. With a pair of clear eyes, he is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise he would not have casually given himself a elixir.

"What is the matter that fellow Taoist asked me to come here?" Liu Yu asked lazily.

This is her Yuling Sect's market. Although the person in front of her has extraordinary cultivation, it is impossible for him to ignore the power of the Yuling Sect and suddenly attack her.

This young man with ordinary appearance was naturally Nie Zhaonan who had changed his appearance and dressed up as him.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Liu has the 'Six-winged Frost Centipede', one of the most exotic insects in the wilderness, so I came here specially to trade this insect with you." Nie Zhaonan took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"What are you prepared to exchange for me, like the elixir that I gave you before that can improve your cultivation?" Liu Yu stretched out her graceful and seductive body and said with her shining red lips.

Many of her fellow disciples in the sect knew that she possessed the Six-Winged Frost Centipede, so he was not surprised that Nie Zhaonan knew about it.

"These three bottles of elixir will be considered as items of transaction." Nie Zhaonan waved his hand in front of him, and three white jade bottles appeared on the table.

The fiery look in Liu Yu's eyes flashed away.

For a Jindan cultivator like her, a spiritual pill that improves her cultivation is worth at least thousands of spirit stones. Moreover, they are hard to come by and their true value is far beyond the reach of spirit stones.

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