Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 249: Divine Thunder Clone
"Brother, how can you still laugh? What we need is a spiritual object for forming a pill. How can we find such a precious thing there?" The woman looked in the direction he was looking and saw the foundation-building cultivators coming and going in front of the attic. She said unhappily with a hint of complaint in her tone.

"Don't be anxious, let big brother finish what he wants to say first." The Confucian scholar next to the woman sighed and said, there was no worse news anyway.

"Brother-in-law is more steady. You are too impatient, which is not conducive to your practice." The big man nodded at the Confucian scholar and spoke earnestly like an elder.

The woman knew she was in the wrong after hearing this and felt a little depressed, so she just kept silent.

The big man then told them a piece of news that excited them:
"The elixir we need is sold in the Treasure Pavilion."

As the big man spoke, his eyes gleamed with excitement, and the woman and the scholar's faces changed drastically, and they were delighted.

"Sell? For fake elixir cultivators like me, such an important thing, according to past practice, wouldn't it be auctioned off and sold at a higher price? Why is this Treasure Pavilion so abnormal?" After a while, the scholar's face calmed down and he asked calmly.

"Although there was no auction, the price was already surprisingly high. Just one elixir was priced at 15,000 spirit stones, but the effect of the elixir must be good. With this elixir, we can advance to the Jindan stage and become Jindan Zhenren." The big man explained slowly, and his tone became more firm as he spoke.

Recalling the scene of seeing the elixir, his heart became even more excited. Isn't the powerful medicinal power in the elixir exactly what he needs?
He had a hunch that by taking just one elixir, his chances of successfully condensing the golden elixir would increase by 20 to 30 percent.

"The price of three elixirs is as high as 45,000 spirit stones. This will really drain all the spirit stones that the three of us have accumulated." The Confucian scholar did not question the truthfulness of the big man's words, but said helplessly with a mixed expression on his face.

"Spirit stones are only external possessions after all, and cultivation is the foundation. If we don't advance, we will probably be trapped in the foundation-building stage for the rest of our lives." The big man said with an open mind.

For cultivators, the sooner they advance, the better. Otherwise, when they are old and their bodies are weak, even with the help of elixirs, the chances of advancing will be much smaller.

"Brother, you are right." The woman looked a little conflicted, but still agreed.

Although it hurts a bit, compared with the opportunity to advance, spirit stones are nothing.

After the three of them reached a consensus, they did not stay where they were for long. Instead, they changed direction slightly and headed towards the Treasure Pavilion together.

Similar situations occurred frequently among low-level cultivators in various places in the Huangfeng Valley Market.

What's different is that not everyone has enough spirit stones to buy the coveted spiritual objects for forming elixirs, so they have to settle for the next best thing and buy some spiritual pills that can improve their cultivation, and some other useful items.

Although the items sold in the Treasure Pavilion are extremely expensive, they are definitely worth the money, making it difficult for the monks to refuse. As a result, the storage bags around the waists of those who walked out of the pavilion were mostly shriveled, as if their family assets had been emptied.

In front of the gate of Baoguang Palace, a group of foundation-building monks stood on both sides, while Chen Qiaotian and Nie Yun were entertaining the high-level monks who came to the meeting.

Walking towards me was an elderly Taoist priest with gray hair and wearing a Taoist robe.

"It turns out to be the Qingxu Sect. Senior Qingxuzi has arrived. Please come in." Chen Qiaotian and Nie Yun first bowed to the Taoist priest, and then stretched out their hands to gesture towards the hall in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

Qingxuzi waved his hand gently and refused to enter the hall. Instead, he stood there and talked to the two of them.

"Haha, there's no need to be so polite, my two fellow Taoists." Qingxuzi laughed, with a kind look on his face. It could be said that he was extremely friendly, as if Chen Qiaotian and Nie Yun were his nephews and nephews of later generations.

His eyes fell on Chen Qiaotian and Nie Yun. Seeing their rapid advancement in cultivation, Qingxuzi said with a little emotion:

"It has only been a few decades since you two advanced to the Jindan stage. Now your cultivation has reached the middle stage, which is much faster than I was back then."

"To be honest, we both have relied on Elder Nie's support to reach our current level of cultivation." Chen Qiaotian said without a trace of arrogance.

Because Nie Zhaonan held a substantial position in both the Chen and Nie families, but was an elder of the Huangfeng Valley, Chen Qiaotian had always addressed Nie Zhaonan as an elder without overstepping his authority.

Nie Yun, who was standing by, looked sullen when he heard Qingxuzi's praise. With his aptitude, it was a fluke that he could form a golden elixir. If it weren't for the help of the elixir given by Nie Zhaonan, his current state would be the end of his life.

"In the battle with the Mulan people, Fellow Daoist Nie killed two mid-stage peak cultivators in a row. His power is far greater than that of old monster Tianhen, and he is recognized as the best among the late-stage cultivators. It's a pity that Fellow Daoist Nie has been in seclusion for a long time, and I have no chance to meet him." There was a hint of regret in Qingxuzi's words.

Qingxuzi's words couldn't be clearer. Upon hearing them, the two understood that he wanted them to be introduced.

"Although we have some relationship with Elder Nie, we have to obey the summons to meet him, so we can't help you." Nie Yun said politely with difficulty.

"That's such a pity, never mind." Qingxuzi waved his hands and sighed repeatedly.

He was just saying this tentatively, and he didn't hold much hope of meeting Nie Zhaonan through the two of them, so he didn't seem too regretful.

"Please come in, senior." Chen Qiaotian said at the right time.

Qingxuzi did not stay any longer and walked slowly towards the Baoguang Palace.

A foundation-building disciple walked out from the queue and led the way.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could naturally be assigned a private room upstairs in the Baoguang Palace, instead of sitting in the lobby on the first floor like the Jindan cultivators.

Seeing Qingxuzi completely enter the hall and be enveloped by the light curtain of the formation, Nie Yun said helplessly:
"This is the 33rd Nascent Soul senior who wants to meet Elder Nie. Should we notify him?"

"No need for that. Elder Nie doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders. If he really wants to see someone, he will tell us. There's no need to go through so much trouble." Chen Qiaotian said indifferently.

"Brother Chen, what he said makes sense. But did you notice, Brother Chen, why are there so many female Jindan cultivators coming here to participate in the auction, and most of them are very beautiful?" Nie Yunshen nodded in agreement, then remembered something strange and changed the subject.

Chen Qiaotian seemed not to have heard it and did not respond. He just looked straight ahead and stood there quietly.

Seeing this scene, the somewhat curious Nie Yun had to regain his composure, give up the idea of ​​continuing to explore, and continue to wait for the next fellow or senior.

The fourth floor of the Baoguang Palace is not open to outside monks. The only ones who can enter and exit freely are those who are close to Nie Zhaonan.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan was in one of the rooms, sitting on a big chair, his eyes slightly closed, his mind immersed in the jade slip in his hand, pondering it carefully.

The jade slip recorded the clone secret technique created by Nie Zhaonan, which he named "God Thunder Clone". Now, this secret technique has been basically established, and he has also integrated the power of God Thunder into the clone, not only adding some more magical means, but also greatly improving the strength. As long as he spends more time to fix the rough parts of the technique, the magical power of "God Thunder Clone" can be considered perfect.

Of course, it was impossible that Nie Zhaonan was the only one in the room, there were also two girls, Wang Ning and Yuan Yao.

At this time, Wang Ning was lying in Nie Zhaonan's arms, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, with a sweet curve at the corners of her mouth, as if she was in a deep sleep.

The extremely charming purple palace dress made her even more beautiful, and there was a hint of blush on her charming face.

Yuan Yao stood behind Nie Zhaonan, her body pressed tightly against him while her slender hands moved slightly to gently massage Nie Zhaonan's shoulders. Her movements were light and skillful.

Just like Wang Ning, Yuan Yao's originally fair face also had a few blushes on it, and her sparkling eyes were filled with love, as if water could drip out of them.

Needless to say, you know what the two girls have experienced before.

It was simply that Nie Zhaonan and the two girls had just finished their training in the cave, and as the auction was about to begin, they rushed here to take charge without waiting to recover.

Just like that, the room remained extremely quiet for a long time, until the two girls' complexions returned to normal and Nie Zhaonan put away the jade slip in his hand.

"My husband, have you already had an idea? How to optimize the divine thunder clone and create it completely?" Wang Ning opened her beautiful eyes and saw that Nie Zhaonan was no longer studying the jade slip, so she asked curiously.

At the same time, he propped up his body and leaned against one side of Nie Zhaonan's chest, leaving half of the area free.

"Ning'er really wins my heart." Nie Zhaonan said with a faint smile.

I just don’t know whether it was words or actions that were praising Wang Ning, or both.

Nie Zhaonan tilted his head slightly and said to Yuan Yao, "Yao'er, come here too."

Cultivation is cultivation, and having a beautiful woman in one’s arms is the life Nie Zhaonan wants.

"Yeah." Yuan Yao responded softly.

With light lotus steps, she fell into Nie Zhaonan's arms, her beautiful face full of a sweet smile.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan answered Wang Ning's question. By the way, Nie Zhaonan also briefly talked about the power of the clone:
"In just half a year, I will be able to fully unleash the divine thunder clone. By then, with the blessing of the Gengjin divine thunder and the evil-repelling divine thunder, even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage will not be a match for my clone."

In the original plan, Nie Zhaonan only intended to use magic power to condense a clone.

However, even with the powerful magic power of Nie Zhaonan, the strength of the clone condensed in this way was not that strong because it was unable to display the magical powers of the original body, and it could not make Nie Zhaonan completely satisfied.

Therefore, in order to improve the strength of his clone, Nie Zhaonan thought about it for a long time.

Suddenly one day, an idea flashed across his mind, and he thought of using the divine thunder power that he already possessed, and had the idea of ​​integrating it into his clone to give it a try.

The result was unexpectedly smooth, which led to the birth of the special magical power of the Thunder Clone.

"In this way, my husband's strength will increase instantly. He won't even have to deal with cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage himself." Yuan Yao raised her eyebrows and said with surprise.

“The only pity is that the magical power of Divine Thunder Clone is actually created based on my main practice method, but you are unable to study it.” Suddenly, Nie Zhaonan shook his head and said with a hint of regret.

Being able to create an avatar that controls divine thunder, Nie Zhaonan relied more on the powerful control of divine thunder by the Taiyi Divine Thunder Art. Otherwise, no matter how talented he was, he would not be able to achieve this.

"Husband, we know how good you are to us sisters. After meeting you, our path of cultivation has been smooth. You don't need to worry too much about us. Instead, we should share your worries." Wang Ning stroked his strong chest, speaking in a gentle and considerate tone.

After hearing this, Yuan Yao, who was standing by, did not say anything but just nodded in agreement.

Nie Zhaonan saw the two girls' reactions and felt very warm while teasing them, "It would be great if you two ladies could satisfy my husband's demands as much as possible."

When Wang Ning and Yuan Yao heard this, they recalled the ridiculous scene in the cave where the sky was the quilt and the ground was the bed, and their cheeks flushed instantly.

The two girls were shy but did not forget to answer. They hummed softly and then stayed quietly in Nie Zhaonan's arms, silent.

At this time, there was a slight knock on the door, and Xiaomei's voice came in: "Sir, the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect wants to see you."

"Bring her in." Nie Zhaonan ordered lightly.

This great elder of the Yanyue Sect is naturally Nangong Wan's senior sister. Nie Zhaonan knows without any guessing the purpose of her visit, which is nothing more than coming for her own sect.

While Nie Zhaonan was replying, Wang Ning and Yuan Yao also broke away from Nie Zhaonan's arms and sat down on the left and right respectively.

With outsiders present, the three of them couldn't be as casual as usual.

After a while, a very beautiful female cultivator pushed open the door and walked into the room. Her originally cold expression had now become much gentler. She was the grand elder of the Yanyue Sect and Nangong Wan's senior sister.

As soon as he entered the door and saw the extremely beautiful Wang Ning and Yuan Yao, the Great Elder of the Yanyue Sect felt ashamed of himself. He was even more shocked when he felt the fluctuations of cultivation emanating from the two girls, which were only experienced by Nascent Soul cultivators.

Because Wang Ning rarely appeared in front of outsiders, Nangong Wan's senior sister naturally did not know the two girls.

"Please take a seat, fellow Daoist. What brings you here today?" Nie Zhaonan gestured to the seat across the table and asked straight to the point.

Seeing that Nie Zhaonan had no intention of introducing the two women beside him, the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect did not ask any questions without being tactful.

After sitting down on the wooden chair, the Great Elder of Yanyue Sect did not answer Nie Zhaonan's question, but slowly said: "I wonder how Junior Sister Nangong is doing recently? I have something important to discuss with Junior Sister."

(End of this chapter)