Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 260 Refining
Her husband is not a pushover and rarely gets involved in things that don't benefit him.

"Of course." Nie Zhaonan hugged her delicate body, admiring the beautiful scenery in the lake, and said lightly: "After all, this cave is a bit empty, missing something. The seven spiritual islands all have excellent spiritual veins, which are just right for placing in the cave, and it can be regarded as a landscape."

"Correspondingly, I will also collect a portion of the spiritual energy in the big vortex and the ten thousand feet of demonic energy below, and store them in the cave."

"How is it? Is this difficult for you?" Nie Zhaonan asked as if chatting casually.

Xin Ruyin blinked her bright eyes and said softly, "If my husband takes away the center of the formation alone, it may cause some difficulties for me, but if you take away part of the spiritual energy and demonic energy together, it will naturally not be difficult."

"By the way, do you need me to set up a magic circle to confine the evil spirit within the magic circle to prevent it from escaping and assimilating the spiritual energy in the cave?" Xin Ruyin suddenly said.

"Don't worry about the demonic energy. My control over this cave is beyond your imagination. I will separate a space to store the demonic energy." Nie Zhaonan said nonchalantly.

"That's good." Xin Ruyin didn't ask any more questions.

Nie Zhaonan looked at Xin Ruyin, who had not made any progress in her cultivation since she formed her Nascent Soul, and ordered her firmly, "After you have dealt with the seal, you can retreat."

Hearing this tone that did not contain any intention of negotiation, Xin Ruyin looked embarrassed, but had no intention of compromising. She said with her red lips slightly parted:
"I still need to study the Golden Palace Jade Book to improve my attainments in formations, so that I can better help my husband. And there will be no danger in this cave, so I don't need to have a very high level of cultivation. Besides, my life span is still sufficient, so there is no need to rush for a breakthrough. My husband still has many longevity elixirs in his hands."

Xin Ruyin gave a series of reasons without even thinking, and the first one was naturally the most important.

"I can't feel Ruyin's feelings, but you have been so lazy in your practice as soon as you formed your infant. How can I be at ease as your husband?" Nie Zhaonan softened his tone.

When Xin Ruyin was still a foundation-building Jindan cultivator, she was forced to practice so that she did not fall too far behind her other sisters. Otherwise, if she relied solely on her self-awareness, she might still be a Jindan cultivator now.

"But wasn't your husband just complaining that the sisters were all in seclusion and no one was with you?" Xin Ruyin pouted and brought up the past.

A few black lines appeared on Nie Zhaonan's forehead. After taking a few deep breaths, his complexion returned to normal. He still couldn't get angry with his woman.

I had no choice but to persuade him, "Now you and I have not yet achieved the Great Dao. Although a thousand years of life is not short, it is not long either. If we stagnate, there will be a moment when it will run out. For now, we should focus on cultivation."

"Besides, there are sufficient elixirs to assist me. I only need to practice in seclusion for 20 to 30 years. I don't have to practice for hundreds or even thousands of years like other cultivators to reach the bottleneck of the next realm."

Listening to these words full of advice and feeling Nie Zhaonan's deep concern, Xin Ruyin's expression relaxed and she no longer seemed so resistant to seclusion.

"Could it be that Ruyin only wants to be my husband's Taoist partner for a thousand years?" Nie Zhaonan added another drastic measure.

"Of course not!" Xin Ruyin answered without hesitation.

At the same time, she buried her head in Nie Zhaonan's chest, being incredibly well-behaved, with no trace of her previous "little rebellious" look.

"I will listen to my husband and have a good retreat." Xin Ruyin whispered softly.

Nie Zhaonan smiled slightly, said nothing more, and gently patted her jade back.

As if she was too tired from comprehending the Golden Palace Jade Book, Xin Ruyin just held Yin Yue in Nie Zhaonan's arms and rested.

The two of them hugged each other, holding the little fox in their arms. For a moment, the place became quiet, with only the barely audible sound of breathing.

A few days later, Nie Zhaonan appeared in a secret room in the cave. He was motionless, with his eyes closed, meditating.

After a few days of absurdity, he now only had to meditate for a while to calm his mind. After his mind was completely peaceful, he would enter into deep-level cultivation.

After all, if you are distracted at the critical moment of practice, it is a big taboo in practice.

Nie Zhaonan has been in a state of meditation since he entered the secret room. Now his mind is finally calm and his eyes slowly open.

He spread his hands, and a ball of golden silk the size of a longan appeared in his palm with a flash of white light.

Nie Zhaonan threw the golden ball in his hand slightly into the air, and the golden silk ball immediately flew out and spun in front of his chest.

Suddenly, there was another abrupt stop, and there was a sound of thunder. Thin arcs of electricity on the golden ball suddenly shot up, and then turned into golden rays of light. After a few flashes, all the arcs of electricity suddenly disappeared, leaving only a blue fireball in its place.

This fireball was a little smaller than a pigeon egg, but as soon as it appeared, a visible cold air dissipated on its own, forming a small piece of frost mist in the air.

Nie Zhaonan didn't even wait for the fireball to react. He opened his mouth and a ball of flame of the same color spurted out of his mouth, but its size was several times larger. The flame immediately sucked the fireball in and wrapped it tightly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ball of fire as big as a fist.

This was not over yet. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared on the top of Nie Zhaonan's head, and a fat baby sat cross-legged there. This baby was Nie Zhaonan's natal infant.

Unlike most Nascent Souls who are naked, this Nascent Soul is wearing a small robe that is dark black in color, with black, green and white light flowing on its surface.

It cannot be said to be dazzling, but there is an indescribable meaning mixed in it, making it seem extremely mysterious.

If there were other late Nascent Soul cultivators present, they would have discovered that Nie Zhaonan's Nascent Soul was not only half as tall as theirs, but the degree of refinement of his body was also more than several times higher, and was even indistinguishable from that of a Divine Transformation cultivator.

This was the case when Nie Zhaonan had just advanced to the late stage and his realm was still at the late Nascent Soul stage, and he had not been able to cultivate the magic power of this realm to the peak.

The magic power of the elixir refined by practicing Taiyi Shenlei Jue is certainly far greater than that of practicing other techniques, and there is a trend of continued growth, but the benefits obtained from it are something that other techniques can never match.

A ray of blue light flashed in Yuanying's shiny black eyes. He looked at the body for a moment, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

After a quick glance, he retracted his gaze and looked at the blue fist-shaped fireball in front of him.

The Nascent Soul said nothing, but raised its crystal-clear jade-like little hands, which left afterimages as it flipped over. Finally, it formed a spell, opened its little mouth, and a wisp of dark white infant fire spurted out.

There was no need to cast any spells, the baby fire wrapped itself around the fireball, wrapping it tightly.

Blue and white light intertwined on the surface of the fireball. If you look closely, you can find a dragon pattern moving around in the white light, which looks vivid and lifelike.

Yuanying narrowed his eyes. This dragon pattern naturally originated from the Dragon Roar Body.

However, compared to when he first acquired this physique, with the improvement of his cultivation level, he had consumed a large amount of dragon scale fruit in the past few decades and refined it completely. The effect of the Dragon Roar Body is naturally incomparable now. There is no need to say much about the effect of the Dragon Roar Body in dual cultivation and body refining.

Just like before our eyes, the dragon pattern in the infant fire is like the spirit of the infant fire. There is no need to cast many spells to control it. Just a thought can drive it as desired, or even refine it on its own.

Of course, the effect of this refining is not as good as Nie Zhaonan's wholehearted promotion, but it also has two or three points of effect.

Two or three points may not sound like much, but the lifespan of a cultivator is so long that the effects accumulated over a long period of time are astonishing.

As the benefits he gained from the Dragon Roar Body became greater and greater, Nie Zhaonan became more and more confused about this physique.

Apart from knowing that this is a physique specially born for men, even if he looked through all the ancient books he could find, he could not find any more information about the Dragon Roar Body.

Sometimes Nie Zhaonan even guessed that the information currently known was inaccurate.

Otherwise, the various benefits displayed by the Dragon Roar Body would not have been mentioned without a few words.

It is useless to think too much, and besides the disadvantages of the Dragon Roar Body, it also has considerable advantages. A look of relief flashed across Yuanying's face, and then in a flash of spiritual light, it sank into the top of the head and disappeared.

As soon as the Nascent Soul returned to the Dharma body, Nie Zhaonan moved, immediately formed a strange magic spell, and pointed at the fireball.

There was no sign of any strange phenomenon. A ball of fire as big as a fist began to spin under this inconspicuous finger, expanding and contracting, and then rapidly shrinking.

In just a breath, it turned back into the size of a pigeon egg, and at the same time shot back and was swallowed by Nie Zhaonan.

Nie Zhaonan closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees and made a magic gesture, and then he didn't move at all.

He began to refine the last ball of dry blue ice flame obtained from the Xu Tian Ding.

More than half a month later, Nie Zhaonan woke up from his meditation. After his eyes flashed, he suddenly raised one hand and pointed his sword.

With a "puff" sound, a blue flame emerged from the fingertips.

Looking at the blue flames, Nie Zhaonan said nothing, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

It is not known whether it is because his cultivation has greatly increased, or because more and more Qianlan Ice Flame has been refined, but the speed at which he refines Qianlan Ice Flame is getting faster and faster.

Now he has refined all the dry blue ice flame and used it for his own benefit, and is able to drive the Xu Tian Ding right in front of him.

Looking at the ice flame in front of him, Nie Zhaonan's eyes flashed with thought, and he retracted the ice flame with an idea.

The Qianlan Ice Flame is indeed a pretty good magical power, and it poses a great threat even to cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage. However, in Nie Zhaonan's opinion, its power is a little smaller.

Thinking of this, he shook his sleeves, and a spirit beast bag slowly flew out of it. When the bag opened, sixteen centipedes with wings on their backs shot out, and then flew and circled around Nie Zhaonan.

These spiritual insects are naturally the six-winged frost centipedes that Nie Zhaonan has cultivated for a long time.

Under Nie Zhaonan's training, both Soul-Feeding Pills and rare ice-attributed spiritual herbs and fruits were fed to the Six-Winged Frost Centipede without regard for consumption.

After being ripened by the colorful grass, the appearance of the Six-Winged Frost Centipede is now very different from when it was exchanged from Liu Yu. It can be said to be completely new.

The original jet-black shell has disappeared without a trace, replaced by an ice-blue crystal-like shell, and the snow-white wings behind it are more than two or three times larger than before.

The number of wings also increased from one pair to two pairs, and these six-winged frost centipedes have advanced to four wings.

Now the six-winged frost centipede does not need to make any other movements. Crystal clear frost dissipates from its body on its own, and its power is quite great.

After releasing the spirit insect, Nie Zhaonan did not stop moving at all. He opened his mouth and spewed out the dry blue ice flame.

As soon as the Qianlan Ice Flame appeared, the six-winged frost centipedes in the air froze and stared at the flame with greed. There was also a trace of fear in their eyes that could not be concealed. It seemed that they wanted to devour the Qianlan Ice Flame, but were a little afraid of the power of the spiritual flame.

However, without Nie Zhaonan's order, the Six-Winged Frost Centipede did not dare to take any actual action.

Nie Zhaonan tilted his head and thought for a moment before he understood. The six-winged frost centipede is a spiritual insect of heaven and earth with ice attributes. It would naturally gain a lot of benefits by devouring the dry blue ice flame.

However, Nie Zhaonan had no intention of letting the Six-Winged Frost Centipede devour the Dry Blue Ice Flame. The purpose of summoning the Six-Winged Frost Centipede was to enhance the power of the cold flame, so the priority could not be reversed.

So, Nie Zhaonan had an idea and ordered the six-winged frost centipede to spit out cold air.

Suddenly, the six-winged frost centipede opened its fanged mouth and sixteen icy cold air as thick as babies' arms enveloped the dry blue ice flame in the center.

At the same time, a wisp of dark white infant fire also spewed out onto the ice flame.

It was as if Nie Zhaonan had performed an unknown refining formula. As soon as the infant fire and ice flame came into contact, they began to swirl in the air. Along with the cold air that continued to spew out of the mouth of the six-winged frost centipede, the secret room seemed to be undergoing drastic changes in the wind and clouds.

As the infant fire and ice flame rolled and swept, they drew in the surrounding cold air like a whale drinking, and quickly refined it.

Even though the sixteen six-winged frost centipedes kept spewing cold air from their mouths, the amount of cold air was not small, but it was only barely enough to refine the infant fire and the dry blue ice flame.

Just like that, the six-winged frost centipede spewed out a column of cold air from its mouth, with blue and white flames intertwining and swirling in the center, and a layer of frost gradually spread and covered the walls around the secret room.

More than half a month passed before the scene in the secret room returned to calm, and the ice crystals on the walls had melted away at some point.

However, the six-winged frost centipedes that were originally floating in the air were now drooping on the ground listlessly. It was obvious that the continuous emission of cold air had really tired them out.

Nie Zhaonan didn't pay much attention to them. He just took out the spirit beast bag and collected them one by one.

Even though these six-winged frost centipedes seemed to have suffered some loss of vitality, their roots were not seriously damaged. With sufficient spiritual medicine, they would recover in no time.

After putting away the spirit beast bag, Nie Zhaonan looked up.

(End of this chapter)