Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 228 Small Battle
With a thought, three colors of light flashed on the surface of the precious clothes, and then it turned into a dark black robe.

Then the joy on Yuanying's little face disappeared, and the spiritual light around his body suddenly disappeared into the top of his head and disappeared without a trace.

The slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and Nie Zhaonan suddenly pinched the magic formula in his hand, slightly mobilized the sacred wood robe on his Nascent Soul, and suddenly a little spiritual light appeared around him out of thin air. In just a blink of an eye, a chaotic light shield, flashing with an enchanting light, protected him firmly.

Looking at the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the shield, Nie Zhaonan nodded with satisfaction: "It has just been refined and has not yet been cultivated with mana essence, but the shield it releases has the power of a top-level ancient treasure. However, this shield seems to have some other effects."

Nie Zhaonan then stretched out a finger without thinking, and a crystal blue flower was dancing on the fingertip, which was the Qianlan Ice Flame.

This light finger hit the light shield as fast as lightning.

As a result, after a flash of light, the small flower disappeared on its own with a puff, and the chaotic light shield was still intact, without any frost left on it.

Nie Zhaonan raised his eyebrows and a mouthful of dark white infant fire spurted out.

As a result, in the same flash of spiritual light, the power of the infant fire was exhausted and turned into invisible.

A hint of surprise appeared on Nie Zhaonan's face. It seemed that this light shield had the property of being impervious to water and fire.

He used a variety of methods in succession. Apart from absolute crushing strength, there was almost nothing special that could ignore the defense of the chaos light shield and penetrate the light shield.

Of course, all things are interdependent and mutually exclusive, and it may be that Nie Zhaonan has not yet discovered the weakness of this thing.

But even so, Nie Zhaonan was very satisfied.

After a short rest, Nie Zhaonan's spirit and magic power returned to their best condition, so he began to refine the sacred wood treasure clothes again.

He was not short of the three sacred trees, so naturally he would arrange such a powerful robe for his fellow Taoists.

In this way, Nie Zhaonan stayed in the weapon refining room for several more months.

On this day, he had just sealed a newly refined divine wood treasure robe into a specially made jade box. When he was about to start refining the next one, a jade talisman for communication suddenly flew out from his sleeve.

Nie Zhaonan immersed his spiritual consciousness into the jade talisman, and after a look of understanding flashed across his eyes, he stood up without hesitation and walked out of the secret room.

The door of the secret room, which had been tightly closed, immediately opened. A white rainbow shot out from it, and after flashing a few times, it mysteriously appeared in the hall.

"Husband, you're finally out!" Nie Ying's plump buttocks left the chair and she stood up.

"What's the situation outside now?" Nie Zhaonan looked at Nie Ying, who had a worried look on her face, and asked softly.

Nie Ying took a few steps forward, hugged Nie Zhaonan's arm, and slowly explained:

"The Mulan people invaded in large numbers, and because Mulan magicians found some wild beasts from nowhere, they caught the Nine Nations Alliance monks off guard. As a result, the main force of the Nine Nations Alliance was defeated repeatedly. After three defeats, they had to rely on several forbidden formations to barely defend several key locations. The Nine Nations Alliance, which was at a disadvantage, has issued a "meeting order" to various forces and sects in Tiannan. The Mulan people are coming with great momentum, and naturally the other forces in our Tiannan cannot pretend not to know. They can only send monks to help, and the same is true for the Yellow Maple Valley."

Nie Zhaonan had already expected this, so after hearing it, his face showed no expression and he remained calm.

"Why did Ying'er want to participate in this war?" Nie Zhaonan asked curiously, recalling the information in the jade talisman.

"As a family of immortal cultivators in Huangfeng Valley, the Nie family will naturally go and support the Nine-Nation Alliance. For the sake of the Nie family, I cannot sit idly by. The Chen family is in the same situation, and my sister Qiaoqian must be in the same situation as well." Nie Ying said with her lips slightly opened.

After saying this, Nie Ying looked at Nie Zhaonan with an inquiring look.

"The battlefield is chaotic and dangerous, so let your husband go with you two." Nie Zhaonan said worriedly, putting his arm around Nie Ying's shoulders.

"Thank you, husband." Nie Ying said with a smile.

In fact, with the various self-defense methods Nie Zhaonan gave her, she could protect herself even in a melee with a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators. However, Nie Ying naturally would not refuse Nie Zhaonan's kindness.

"However, before you go, Ying'er, please refine this treasure first." Nie Zhaonan said, changing the subject.

As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a jade box the size of a palm appeared in his hand. He flicked his index finger lightly, and a magic formula shot out to the lid of the box, and the lid opened silently by itself.

"What is the function of this small piece of clothing?" Nie Ying said with shining eyes.

With her knowledge, she could naturally see that this thing was extraordinary, but it was indeed too small.

“The Divine Wood Treasure Robe is made from three sacred trees. It has many wonderful uses. You will understand when your Nascent Soul leaves your body and puts on this robe.” Nie Zhaonan explained simply.

"Nascent Soul?" Nie Ying said suddenly.

Nie Yingyu waved her hand towards Baoyi, and Baoyi flew in front of her and recognized its master with his essence and blood.

Then a green light flashed above her head, and a white, chubby and cute baby appeared there.

Speaking of which, this was the first time that Nie Zhaonan saw Nie Ying's Nascent Soul, so out of curiosity he took a few more glances at it.

Noticing Nie Zhaonan's undisguised gaze, Yuan Ying didn't care at all. With a wave of her hand, she put on the precious clothes. After flashing three-color light, it turned into an exquisite fiery red palace skirt, dressing Yuan Ying like a little princess.

Seeing the extremely comfortable expression on Yuanying's little face, Nie Zhaonan couldn't help but reach out and touch Yuanying's little face, chuckled and said:
"How's it going? Not bad, right?"

"Well, my whole body feels warm and comfortable. After putting on this clothes, the essence that would have been gradually lost after the Nascent Soul left the body is no longer lost." The Nascent Soul rubbed Nie Zhaonan's big hand and said with a slightly red face.

"This is just one of the effects of this sacred wood robe. You will slowly understand its other functions in the future." Nie Zhaonan withdrew his hand and said with a complacent look on his face.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul flashed and returned to Nie Ying's body.

"Our husband is so good to us! He even thinks of us sisters when it comes to giving us treasures." Nie Ying spoke gently, like a little wife, with a satisfied smile on her beautiful face.

"As my woman, Nie Zhaonan, the treasures on her body must be good." Nie Zhaonan stretched out a finger to lift Nie Ying's delicate chin, and said with a smile. Nie Ying cooperated very obediently, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

The Lingyun flying boat was flying silently above the clouds. Four figures could be vaguely seen sitting at a square table on the deck.

"I didn't expect that the Nine-Nation Alliance could only hold out for a month in Tiantian City with the help of the 'Shangyuan Extinguishing Light Array'. Tiantian City was breached and fell into the hands of the Mulan people." Song Yu, who was wearing a light blue palace dress, put down the communication talisman in her hand and said with some disbelief in her tone.

The Nine-Nation Alliance is one of the four major forces in Tiannan, and Wei Wuya, who is in the late Nascent Soul stage, is stationed there. I didn’t expect it to be breached so easily.

“In the battle of Tiantian City, not only did the three great divine masters gather together, but there were also some mysterious black-robed monks to help, plus those huge ancient beasts. After all, the Nine-Nation Alliance could not stand alone, and had no choice but to retreat to the Beiliang Kingdom, which was adjacent to the Yu Kingdom, and wait for reinforcements.” Nie Ying frowned slightly and said in a flat tone.

From the information we have received so far, we can see how tense the situation between the two sides is. It seems that the Mulan people are fighting a desperate battle and will not give up until they achieve their goal.

"It's our Junior Brother Han from the Huangfeng Valley. His magical powers are really great. He just formed his infant son and yet he was able to escape from the hands of the Divine Master not long ago." Chen Qiaoqian took a sip of the tea in the cup and said with a strange look in her eyes.

Even though they had the many treasures given by Nie Zhaonan, they could only do this.

"It's nothing. Junior Brother Han is a man of great luck, and he has the help of Lord Dayan by his side. It is normal for him to escape with his life." Nie Zhaonan explained calmly. He was not surprised by the news.

Upon hearing this, the girls nodded in agreement with Nie Zhaonan's statement.

When Nie Zhaonan handed over the subsequent skills of Dayan Jue to them, he also introduced the existence of Dayan God to them.

Suddenly thinking of something, Nie Zhaonan looked at Nie Ying and asked:

"Ying'er, how are the preparations for the Treasure Pavilion and the auction house going?"

“The Treasure Pavilion has already opened for business in the markets of the six sects of Yue State. The auction house is set up in the market of Huangfeng Valley. The venue and formation have been arranged, and the responsible management personnel are also ready. It’s just that now the war has started, it has been delayed.” Nie Ying opened her moist red lips and explained in a soft tone.

"Just make the arrangements. As for this war, it will be over in no time." Nie Zhaonan didn't think there was anything wrong with it and said it very easily.

It is impossible for the Tiannan monks and the Mulan people to fight to the point of mutual destruction. After all, there are stronger Tuwu people on the grassland who are eyeing them covetously. The best outcome is for both sides to finally reach some conditions and reconciliation.

"I hope so." Nie Ying said softly with a slight sigh, but there was not much worry in her tone.

Afterwards, the four of them stopped talking about the war and instead sipped the spiritual tea and wine on the Lingyun flying boat. From time to time, they picked up a spiritual fruit and talked about some interesting anecdotes and chatted about everything under the sun.

The Lingyun Flying Boat is indeed Nie Zhaonan’s special flying magic weapon. Even if it is not deliberately activated, its speed is far beyond that of ordinary cultivators.

Tianyi City is a large stone city built overnight by the four major forces of Tiannan in Beiliang Kingdom using their great magical powers as a stronghold to fight against Mulan Fashi.

On this day, at a certain border between the Yu Kingdom and the Beiliang Kingdom, a large group of Mulan magicians were riding on several strange-shaped flying magic instruments, neatly arranged in the sky, facing the Tiannan monks' army opposite from afar.

At the front of the army of magicians, there were more than a dozen people standing side by side, with all kinds of auras and auras flickering on their bodies. They were the high-level magicians of the Mulan people.

Among these people, there were four who were the most eye-catching. One was covered in black light, with a strange black snake as thick as a bowl wrapped around his body, looking ferocious and terrifying. Another was extremely tall and skinny, like a bamboo pole, and seemed like he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

A tall and fat man with a strong build and wrapped in red cloth.

There is another person who is covered by a black robe, and his face cannot be seen clearly, but his whole body is filled with a strange black aura, and there are faint ghostly cries emanating from his robe, which makes people tremble with coldness and dare not approach him.

The actual situation is also the same. Everyone else is crowding around the other two, but the black-robed mage is floating alone in front of the crowd, as if he is not from the same group as the other mage.

Three high-level mages gathered together and whispered something, as if they were discussing how to fight.

After a while, the three men finished their discussion, and the one covered in black light turned into a ball of black flame without hesitation and shot out from the team.

The Fire Dragon Boy and others from the Tiannan camp also stopped discussing at this time. Seeing this scene, they all stared coldly in silence, and no one showed any panic.

Unless this mage was seeking death, he would never dare to take action alone.

Moreover, after these few small-scale battles, both sides realized that they each had great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage to support them, so they could not use any tricks under such circumstances.

Sure enough, under the unfriendly gazes of the cultivators, the huge fireball stopped at a distance of about seventy or eighty feet from them. However, the blazing flames, even at such a distance, still made everyone frown and be secretly frightened.

"I'm Heiyao, the Grand Master of the Black Flame Tribe. Now that you're here, do you plan to compete in magical powers first, or start a melee right away?" The figure in the fireball swayed a few times, and a rumbling sound like beating a drum suddenly came out from it, shaking the nearby space so much that it made the Fire Dragon Boy and others below change their expressions slightly.

"One on one, life and death are left to fate!" Next to the Fire Dragon Boy, a bald man with top cultivation stared at the figure in the fireball and replied coldly without thinking.

"Hahaha! Okay, that's exactly what this master wants. This master will be your opponent in the first round. Who of you will go first?" After the man in the fireball laughed wildly for a while, he started to challenge unscrupulously.

The bald man and others were naturally furious. Although their Tiannan monks had retreated here, they were only caught off guard by the Mulan people. The real decisive battle had not yet come and the outcome had not yet been decided. How could they allow the other side to be so rampant?

The Fire Dragon Boy's childlike face darkened, and the murderous intent on his face turned into a thin fiery red line and flew out.

The bald man hesitated for a moment when he saw this, but did not say anything to stop him. He tacitly agreed to let the Fire Dragon Boy participate in the first fight.

After all, the Fire Dragon Boy's cultivation level is not considered weak among a group of Nascent Soul cultivators.

When Obsidian, who was in the fireball in the air, saw the red line flying out, a hint of solemnity flashed across his eyes, and then he retreated to a higher place without saying a word. A moment later, the two of them came to the center of the two armies, one after the other, and both stopped their escape light, revealing their figures.

In this way, the two of them can attack without restraint, without worrying about someone from the other side suddenly intervening in the battle.

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