Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 268 Late Peak
This is exactly the Seven-Red Lotus that Nie Zhaonan ripened ahead of time!

Without any hesitation, Nie Zhaonan opened his mouth and silver clouds flew out, covering the lotus in the box, then rolled it down and shot back.

In the silver haze, the size of the Seven Clouds Lotus shrank rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was only half its original size. When it flew to Nie Zhaonan's mouth, it was only the size of a quail egg, and was swallowed by Nie Zhaonan in one gulp.

As soon as it entered his stomach, before he could practice his skills to refine the Seven Clouds Lotus, Nie Zhaonan felt a heat in his dantian, and a powerful pure medicinal power rushed to his limbs and meridians throughout his body.

Nie Zhaonan's heart trembled. The Seven Clouds Lotus, which could make an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator's cultivation level increase by one level, was indeed not comparable to ordinary elixirs.

After being startled for a moment, Nie Zhaonan closed his eyes, quickly concentrated his mind, and activated the Taiyi Divine Thunder Technique to refine the medicinal power.

At the same time, the pure spiritual energy in the secret room seemed to be attracted by the force, forming several tiny spiritual energy streams, rushing into his dantian, causing quite a stir.

With such an astonishing speed of absorbing spiritual energy, it didn't take long for the spiritual energy in the secret room to become thinner. However, in the blink of an eye, spiritual energy appeared out of nowhere and replenished the spiritual energy in the secret room.

It turned out that the secret retreat rooms in the cave were all renovated by Xin Ruyin herself.

Each secret room is equipped with a spirit gathering array, which not only gathers the spiritual energy in the cave, but also has a spiritual energy reserve depot arranged in a spirit binding array. There is no need to worry about a lack of spiritual energy in the secret room.

Such an abundant and pure supply of spiritual energy is absolutely unimaginable for people from outside.

Time flies by, one day, one month, and one year.
Nie Zhaonan sat cross-legged quietly on the cushion from beginning to end, without even raising his eyelids.

Nie Zhaonan could feel the magic power in his body increasing all the time, and he didn't feel bored at all. Instead, he was full of energy.

In a blink of an eye, another ten years passed. The anomaly in the secret room disappeared at some point, and the turbulent spiritual energy also calmed down.

Feeling that the Seven Clouds Lotus in his body had been completely refined and its medicinal power had been completely absorbed, Nie Zhaonan's eyelids trembled twice and he opened his eyes.

After exhaling the foul air, Nie Zhaonan revealed a satisfied smile as he felt the abundant magical power in his dantian.

If he takes another Seven Clouds Lotus, he can completely cultivate his magical power to perfection. It's a pity that a person can only take the Seven Clouds Lotus once in his life. Taking it again is useless and just a waste.

Thinking of this, Nie Zhaonan flipped his palm and a white jade bottle appeared in his palm. After pulling out the stopper, he poured out a pill from it.

The pill in the palm of his hand was only the size of a longan, but it was unusually round and inky black in color. There were white lightning patterns wrapped around the surface of the pill, and a strong fragrance emanated from it. It was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary pill.

This pill was the elixir that Nie Zhaonan had previously refined using the Tianxing grass. It was just right for him to take at this moment to improve his magical powers.

He put away the jade bottle, raised his head, pushed forward his palm, moved his throat, and swallowed the elixir in his hand.

Nie Zhaonan closed his eyes again and practiced his skills to refine the medicinal power of the elixir.

Still, there were streams of spiritual energy flowing towards his dantian, but the flow was much smaller than when he had taken the Seven Clouds Lotus before.

If nothing unexpected happens, Nie Zhaonan will need to spend more time refining the elixir before he can push his magic power to the peak of this realm.

On this day, a long roar suddenly sounded from the Taiyue Mountains. The sound shook the sky and was heard hundreds of miles away.

Along with the whistling sound, a green rainbow flew rapidly towards the gate of Huangfeng Valley. The speed was extremely fast, far beyond the reach of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Junior Brother Han, it's you!" Old Monster Linghu had just flown out of the valley and arrived at the mountain gate. When he saw the newcomer, he said with great surprise, his tone full of disbelief.

After being shocked, Linghu said as if mumbling to himself: "Yes, with Junior Brother's magical powers, nothing will happen easily."

"Senior Brother Linghu, how are you?" Han Li smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

But to outsiders, it looks quite funny compared with his dark face.

It was not known whether Old Monster Linghu did not care or he was very good at cultivating his Qi, but he did not show any strange expression.

"Since everything is fine, why didn't Junior Brother Han return earlier? This really made me worried!" After saying this, Old Monster Linghu subconsciously swept his spiritual sense over Han Li and showed a look of shock.

Before Han Li could answer, he immediately continued, "Junior brother's cultivation? Junior brother has already advanced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!"

"It's incredible!"

Old Monster Linghu exclaimed in amazement again and again, obviously envious of Han Li's opportunity.

“Junior brother did have some opportunities in a dangerous place like the Demon Valley, but he was able to advance only after a lot of hard training.” Han Li sighed, with a bit of complacency in his tone.

He himself had not expected that he could advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul so quickly. This time, he should be able to surpass Senior Brother Nie in terms of cultivation, Han Li thought.

But the next moment, a leisurely voice came: "Junior Brother Han, what a great opportunity!"

Han Li's expression tightened, as if he had done something wrong and was caught on the spot, but in an instant his expression changed again.

He thought he was extremely cautious. Even when he reached the mountain gate, he kept releasing his spiritual sense to cover an area of ​​a hundred miles in radius. However, even so, he did not discover any trace of the person who had come in advance.

At this moment, a white light flashed beside Linghu Old Monster, revealing the tall figure of Nie Zhaonan in a dark black robe.

"Junior Brother Nie, you have also come out of seclusion!" Old Monster Linghu turned around and said with the same surprise.

"I just came out of retreat and didn't have time to inform my senior brother. I rushed here as soon as I noticed some movement here." Nie Zhaonan said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Nie, you have also advanced to the middle stage!" After finding out Nie Zhaonan's current cultivation level, Han Li spoke a little unsteadily.

The thought of suppressing Nie Zhaonan in his heart suddenly faded.

At this moment, an old voice came from his mind.

"Han boy, don't lose heart. After all, there is a huge gap between people. You are already outstanding in cultivation, but your strength is a little worse than that freak Nie Zhaonan. However, if you collect all the materials and refine the late Nascent Soul puppet and the Three-Flame Fan that I modified, it will be a different story." As someone who spends every day with Han Li, Dayan God noticed his abnormality and comforted him.

"I still have no idea about the long feathers of the Haoyang Bird or the scales of the Red Fire Dragon, not to mention the many rare materials needed to refine puppets." Han Li did not show much joy as he listened to the confident words of Lord Dayan.

It is true that these two treasures are extremely powerful. As long as they are refined, they can roam the human world with them, provided that they do not encounter any Divine Transformation cultivators. Han Li is also very enthusiastic about these two treasures, but he is a little powerless in collecting materials.

"This is not difficult. We can collect most of these materials by making a trip to the Great Jin Immortal Realm." Lord Dayan said without hesitation.

After hearing this, Han Li had no choice but to do so.

The conversation between the two took only a moment.

"Hehe, I just finished my training as well." Nie Zhaonan looked at the black boy Han Li and chuckled.

He had indeed just completed his training, and his magic power had successfully reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. The middle stage was just the one he was deliberately showing off.

“I never thought that both of my junior brothers have advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul with a lifespan of less than 300 years. It seems that they will have great potential to advance again and become great monks of the late stage in the future!” Only then did Old Monster Linghu come back to his senses from the advancement of his two junior brothers, and spoke with envy.

Such a terrifying speed of cultivation has little to do with one's cultivation aptitude. It mostly depends on one's luck and opportunity, which cannot be forced.

Han Li just said a few humble words, then changed the subject and asked about what happened in the outside world after he disappeared.

When Old Monster Linghu heard this, he slapped his forehead and then remembered that this place was not appropriate. He immediately invited his two junior brothers to the main hall of Huangfeng Valley to have a chat and discuss the matter in detail.

Han Li agreed without any objection.

Nie Zhaonan had also been in seclusion for more than 20 years and didn't know much about the changes in Tiannan. Naturally, he did not refuse and went with them.

Three beams of light shot up into the sky and soon entered the main hall of the Huangfeng Valley.

After they sat down, Old Monster Linghu began to tell the story slowly.

Apart from the ancient demons that were wreaking havoc in Tiannan and the seal of the Seven Spirit Island, which Han Li was unaware of, the Tiannan cultivation world had seemed unusually peaceful in recent years, with no major events occurring.

Nie Zhaonan listened with little interest. He chatted for a few words, informed others of his plan to go to Dajin soon, and then left the hall.

Only Han Li and Old Monster Linghu were left in the hall to discuss other matters in detail.

Speaking of which, more than two hundred years ago, when the demons invaded, Han Li and Linghu Old Monster have a very good relationship now, because the Huangfeng Valley did not flee to other countries and Linghu Old Monster did not abandon his son.

A few days later, a silver rainbow broke through the sky from the Taiyue Mountains.

This person was Nie Zhaonan, who had already taken care of the affairs in the valley. In fact, there were not many things that needed him to deal with personally. Most of the things he valued were in his portable cave. The only things he needed to give instructions about were the matters concerning the Treasure Pavilion and the auction.

However, after seeing from afar that both places were operating in an orderly manner without any problems, Nie Zhaonan was quite satisfied and recognized the ability of Chen Qiaotian and Nie Yun to do things.

He summoned the two of them separately, handed them some magical instruments, magic weapons, and even ancient treasures for auction, and then gave them a few infant-forming elixirs. Then he left.

Not long after, some well-informed cultivators received a piece of news at the same time that the famous Elder Nie from Huangfeng Valley, who also opened the Treasure Pavilion, suddenly left the Taiyue Mountains and went on a long journey with his fellow Taoists.

Just as many cultivators were guessing where Nie Zhaonan was now, Nie Zhaonan was flying in the Yunmeng Mountains.

Just a few days ago, he made a special trip to the Hehuan Sect. He went there for no other reason but to ask for an explanation from the old demon Hehuan.

As a result, when he quietly sneaked into the secret room where the old demon Hehuan was in seclusion, he found it empty. Judging from the layer of dust scattered on the ground, it was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

This made Nie Zhaonan, who had come up empty-handed, stunned. He thought that this place was just a trick set up by the old demon Hehuan, so he used his full spiritual sense to search the Hehuan Sect thoroughly, but still could not find any trace of the old demon Hehuan.

After appearing again and asking the old demon Yunlu, he still did not get his whereabouts.

Although this made Nie Zhaonan very depressed, he did not take the old demon Hehuan seriously and put it out of his mind in a blink of an eye.

He was not going to the Luoyun Sect, nor any of the three Yunmeng sects, but just a Jindan family.

The Song family is a Jindan family of the Luoyun Sect. Their clan land is located on a spiritual vein with excellent spiritual energy in Yunmeng Mountain.

"As long as we cross this wasteland, we will be there." Song Yu leaned her pretty face on Nie Zhaonan's shoulder, her eyes fixed on the ground beneath her feet, letting Nie Zhaonan lead her forward quickly.

Under their feet, a red and yellow land was rapidly falling back behind them.

"This place is really strange. There is such a desolate land in the Yunmeng Mountain which is full of spiritual energy." Nie Zhaonan looked at the scene below and said in amazement.

Logically speaking, in a place with abundant spiritual energy, even if there are no spiritual herbs or trees growing, ordinary plants should grow extremely lush, just like other places in the Yunmeng Mountains. It is not like this place, where there is not even a trace of green and no vitality at all.

"I don't know the reason for this place. I only know that it seems to have always existed, much older than the three sects of Yunmeng. Many cultivators speculated that there were treasures here, but after spending time exploring, they found nothing, and gradually no one came here." Song Yu shook his head in confusion. He only had a general understanding of this place.

"My husband, have you discovered anything?" Song Yu looked back and saw that he was using his spiritual sense to explore the area below, so she asked.

"Not yet." Nie Zhaonan retracted his spiritual sense and said calmly, "It is not easy for cultivators' spiritual sense to penetrate underground, and it is even more difficult here. Even with my powerful spiritual sense, I can only penetrate a few hundred feet below."

Seeing that there was indeed something unusual, Song Yu suggested, "Would you like to go down and take a closer look, my husband?"

"There's no rush for this matter. Let's deal with your affairs first, and then talk about other things." Nie Zhaonan thought for a moment, but still had no clue, so he said this.

"Yeah." Song Yu agreed softly.

After a while, a lush green color finally appeared at the end of the distant horizon.

The spiritual energy coming towards them made the two of them feel refreshed. The Song family was right in front of them.

Ahead is a small mountain range that is unusually lush and green. An excellent spiritual vein in the mountain range makes the spiritual energy of this place completely different from the surrounding areas.

On the dozens of peaks of the mountain range, there are densely packed buildings of all kinds.

Between these mountains, Nie Zhaonan could clearly feel the fluctuations of the formation restrictions, and it was obvious that there were quite a few formations set up.

(End of this chapter)