Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 275 See you again

When the couple in front changed direction, he had a bad feeling, and now that feeling became stronger.

“What should we do now? Are we just going to give the sacred sand away like this?” The old man in black robe said unwillingly, and his tone of voice seemed as if the sacred sand had already been in their hands.

"Send someone away? Of course it's impossible!" The middle-aged Taoist priest said with certainty, and then regained some confidence on his face, "Who in the territory of Dajin dares not to give face to my Taiyi Sect and Tianmo Sect?"

Both the Taiyi Sect and the Tianmo Sect have cultivators in the God Transformation Stage, and are respectively the top ten sects of the righteous and evil forces in the Great Jin Dynasty.

The old man in black robe was quite unconvinced when he heard this, because he was from the Demonic Sect and he dared not to give face to the Taiyi Sect.

However, if you think about it carefully, now that the two sects have joined forces, there are naturally few, or even no, people who can offend them.

"Okay, I will accompany Fellow Daoist Xuan Lingzi to meet the person coming from the front." The old man in black robe agreed immediately.

Although there are only two of them here, they are both in their prime. Even if there are three more people on the opposite side, they are not in danger of death and are naturally fearless.

The Nascent Soul cultivators' escape speed was so fast that during the time the two of them were talking, Nie Zhaonan and the other two had reunited with Wen Qing, Ling Xiaofeng and his wife.

"Father, Mother!" Ling Yuling threw herself into Wen Qing's arms with tears in her eyes.

"Yuling, we're fine," Wen Qing patted her on the back and comforted her softly, but he couldn't hide the weakness in his tone.

Hearing the weak voice beside her, tears welled up in Ling Yuling's eyes.

She would not shed tears even if things were difficult for her alone, but she had parents and a husband who loved her. In front of them, she could not be strong at all, as if she was just a little girl.

"Fellow Daoist Nie," Ling Xiaofeng said to Nie Zhaonan while clasping his fists, his words full of emotion.

When he first met the man in front of him, apart from being angry and wanting to subdue him, he did not have any good feelings towards Nie Zhaonan. Now he has to rely on his son-in-law to escape.

Of course, in the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected, and he just thought about the word "son-in-law" in his mind. The two of them actually still addressed each other as "fellow Taoists."

"Fellow Daoist Ling." Nie Zhaonan also saluted with his fists.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, you have actually advanced to the late stage!" Ling Xiaofeng said in surprise as he inadvertently swept his spiritual sense over Nie Zhaonan.

"It was a lucky breakthrough." Nie Zhaonan said with a smile.

He said it was luck, but his expression was so relaxed that Ling Xiaofeng didn't know whether it would be easy or difficult for Nie Zhaonan to break through.

"Daughter, you are now a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul." Ling Yuling got up from Wen Qing's arms, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with some pride.

"Not bad, not bad." Wen Qing held her hand and praised repeatedly.

Before she and Ling Xiaofeng went to Dajin, she left a elixir for Yu Ling that could help her break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and it seemed that she had taken it.

But even so, she was very shocked in her heart. After all, it took a lot of time to cultivate magic power during this period. It was absolutely impossible for her to advance to the current level so quickly. The only thing that made sense was that she had obtained a great opportunity.

"You two are seriously injured, so take the elixir first." Nie Zhaonan looked at the couple's pale faces and waved his hand. Two jade bottles flew towards them.

"Thank you!"

After saying thank you, the two opened the bottle stopper, and an extremely strong medicinal aroma filled their noses.

Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

The couple also had a lot of healing pills, but compared to the pills Nie Zhaonan gave them, they were like heaven and earth.

If they took their own pills, it would take at least several years, or even longer, to recover the true energy they had lost today. However, after taking the pills in this bottle, they would be fully recovered in a few months.

What Nie Zhaonan gave was naturally the most effective healing elixir he had, called "Yuyang Pill", which came from the recipe he got from Xutian Palace.

The difficulty of refining this pill is extremely high. There are hundreds of kinds of spiritual medicines required, and each one is extremely rare. Ordinary cultivators can only encounter it but not seek it. If Nie Zhaonan had not harvested a lot of spiritual medicines in the Demon Abyss Secret Realm, Xutian Palace, and Lingmiao Garden, it would have been impossible to put together the pill formula and refine it.

And because Nie Zhaonan had no shortage of spirit stones, he ripened all these spiritual medicines to the extreme, until the medicinal properties of the spiritual medicines no longer increased. In this way, the efficacy of the "Yuyang Pill" was increased by 30% to 40%, which is why the "Yuyang Pill" had such amazing efficacy.

Mr. and Mrs. Wen Qing looked at Nie Zhaonan with gratitude again, then swallowed the pill in their hands and began to silently refine the medicinal power of the pill.

Now Nie Zhaonan's cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage, coupled with his terrifying strength that allows him to kill enemies across levels, although they cannot imagine how strong Nie Zhaonan really is now, but to deal with the two late Nascent Soul cultivators behind him, Nie Zhaonan can do what he did in the middle Nascent Soul stage, so they naturally have nothing to worry about.

Liang Yu, who had been watching from the sidelines and had been silent, finally spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Nie, you still say that you are a casual cultivator, but the three Yuanying late stage cultivators are not weaker than the average ten great sects of righteousness and evil in terms of high-end combat power."

His words were full of helplessness, as if he had been deceived and wanted to be angry, but he couldn't get angry at all.

At the same time, he was also amazed at Nie Zhaonan's generosity. Even for someone like him who had participated in several large-scale auctions, it was the first time he saw such an amazing elixir. He casually gave away two bottles, which was a full twenty pills! At least enough to save several lives!
Not to mention the value of a pill, hundreds of thousands of spirit stones are considered a small amount.

At that moment, he understood that not only was there a huge gap between people, but also between cultivators of the same level. Compared with this fellow Daoist Nie, he really was like a beggar.

"In the Great Jin, I have not joined any sect, so I am naturally considered a casual cultivator." Nie Zhaonan said seriously.

Hearing this, Liang Yu thought about it and felt that what Nie Zhaonan said made a lot of sense. Although Fellow Daoist Nie had affiliated with forces in other cultivation circles, he could not rely on the power of such forces in Dajin and could only rely on himself. This was not much different from a casual cultivator like him.

Just as he was about to say something else, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Friend Liang, long time no see." Xuan Lingzi greeted Liang Yu.

It turned out that just now, Xuan Lingzi and the old man in black robe landed opposite Nie Zhaonan and his group, more than a hundred feet away.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Xuan Lingzi from Taiyi Sect and Fellow Daoist Wei from Tianmo Sect. I've heard a lot about you!" Liang Yu looked at the newcomers and said with a smile. "Who is this fellow Daoist next to you?" Xuan Lingzi looked at the strange young man next to Liang Yu and asked.

"My name is Nie Zhaonan." Nie Zhaonan replied indifferently.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Nie. I wonder what is your relationship with the two people who are trying to seize the Divine Sand of Creation?" Xuan Lingzi looked at Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng beside Nie Zhaonan.

"Divine Sand of Creation?" Liang Yu asked in surprise, and at the same time cast his gaze towards the two people who were practicing martial arts to refine the medicinal power.

Upon hearing that the Divine Sand of Creation had been snatched by two people, Nie Zhaonan was slightly surprised, but it was only a flash of surprise before he understood why the two of them had suffered such serious injuries and were being hunted down by the man in front of them named Xuan Lingzi.

"I can't say what the relationship is, but I have these two people under my protection today." Nie Zhaonan's voice was not loud, but sonorous and powerful.

"Fellow Daoist Nie has just entered the late Nascent Soul stage, so it is better for him to have some self-knowledge!" The old man in black robe said coldly after sweeping his spiritual sense over Nie Zhaonan and finding out his cultivation level.

"As long as you hand over the sacred sand, we will forgive you for your sake." Xuan Lingzi proposed the condition.

Watching the two of them singing the same tune, Nie Zhaonan felt neither ill feeling nor good feeling towards them, he just felt a little annoyed.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, you'd better hand over the things. The sects behind these two are backed by Divine Transformation cultivators. The most important thing is to resolve the current grudges first." Liang Yu also advised.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Lingzi and the old man in black robe smiled on their wrinkled faces. It was obvious that Fellow Daoist Liang in front of them knew the importance of both and had no intention of becoming their enemy. This made things easier.

"It is true that the Jinshen cultivators are not comparable to ordinary Yuanying cultivators, but I don't believe that they have the time to care about the petty fights of us Yuanying cultivators." Nie Zhaonan said lightly, without any fear.

Those Divine Transformation cultivators were either using secret techniques to seal themselves in order to reduce the loss of their lifespans, or using extremely dangerous means to break through the bottleneck in front of them in order to enter the next realm, or else they were traveling around looking for space nodes to sneak into the spirit world. They had no time to care about these Nascent Soul cultivators.

Furthermore, with Nie Zhaonan's current strength, even if a Jindan cultivator came to him, he would not be afraid of these old monsters in the Jindan stage.

"You are so arrogant. It seems that today we have no choice but to let Brother Wei and I work together to capture you." Xuan Lingzi said with a smile on his face, and then turned his head to look at Liang Yu, "Daoyou Liang, do you want to intervene?"

"Fellow Daoist Nie, peace is still the most important thing." Liang Yu said again.

He really didn't want Nie Zhaonan and Xuan Lingzi to fight, otherwise all his efforts to win over Nie Zhaonan would be in vain.

Nie Zhaonan did not hold out hope that a man he had only known for a few days would stand on his side. He simply said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you can just step aside."

"Alas," Liang Yu sighed, then stepped aside and away from Nie Zhaonan.

At this time, Xuan Lingzi looked at Nie Zhaonan, and then at Ling Yuling and Wen Qing and his wife behind them. Seeing that their expressions were all calm without exception, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The old man in black robe looked at Xuan Lingzi who had a hesitant expression and secretly spat at him, thinking that he was as timid as a mouse.

"What are you waiting for! Wei will go first!"

After leaving these words, the old man in black robe rolled up a black gas and rushed straight towards Nie Zhaonan.

Xuan Lingzi shook his head helplessly, and had to gather all his magic power and summon a snow-white sword.

As soon as the long sword appears, it will circle and then shoot towards the sky, and then suddenly stop after reaching a certain height.

As Xuan Lingzi uttered an obscure spell, his ten fingers repeatedly pinched the magic formula, forming a series of afterimages. The snow-white sword seemed to receive an order and suddenly began to grow rapidly. In a few breaths, it became several feet in size, and the spiritual pressure on the sword became stronger and stronger.

"He pretends to be a good guy, but in fact he is more ruthless than anyone else." Feeling the powerful momentum in the air, the old man in black robe complained silently.

At the same time, he flipped his hand and a blood-red bronze mirror the size of a palm appeared in his hand. After casting a spell, a beam of black light burst out from the mirror and shot towards Nie Zhaonan as fast as lightning.

"Xuepo Sword! Sky Demon Mirror!" Looking at the transparent sword in the air and the beam of light that seemed to absorb his spiritual consciousness, Liang Yu was secretly shocked. He did not expect that the two of them would use their killer moves as soon as they attacked, without mercy.

Forces like the Taiyi Sect and the Tianmo Sect, which have been passed down for who knows how many years, always have some powerful treasures passed down. The Xuepo Sword and the Tianmo Mirror are treasures that have been passed down for a long time and are very famous in the world of cultivators in Dajin.

As for the power of these two treasures, even if they are not as powerful as imitation spiritual treasures, they are far from comparable to top-level ancient treasures. Naturally, no other treasure in Liang Yu's hands can compare to them.

This is also the sorrow of most independent cultivators. Even if the cultivation levels of both sides are similar, the power of their treasures is much weaker than that of cultivators of the same level from powerful forces.

Looking at Nie Zhaonan who was standing there without any movement, Liang Yu wanted to give him a reminder, but after weighing the pros and cons, he couldn't open his mouth.

After all, for the sake of someone you've only known for a few days, you've offended a major sect of both the righteous and the evil. Everyone knows what to choose.

"How dare you be so arrogant?" the old man in black robe sneered.

The black light emitted by the Sky Demon Mirror has the effect of capturing souls. Once covered by the black light, even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage will have his mind captured and become unable to move. He will be fixed in place and be slaughtered.

The smile on the black-robed old man's face grew wider and wider, but in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Because, in his sight, a pair of green wings emerged behind Nie Zhaonan. The wings flapped gently, and with an inaudible thunder, Nie Zhaonan's figure disappeared from the spot. At this time, the black light suddenly shot past and landed in the empty space.

"Thunder Escape Technique!" Xuan Lingzi said in surprise.

But he quickly recovered as normal. Although the instant teleportation of the Thunder Escape Technique was very strange, it was not a threat to them, the late Nascent Soul cultivators. It was just a little troublesome.

"Not good!" A sense of fatal crisis came from behind, and the old man in black robe felt as if he was on the edge of the abyss of hell, and his hair stood on end.

Without hesitation, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a black shield flew out of it, instantly protecting him behind him.

He still felt uneasy, so he pointed at the Demonic Mirror in his hand, and a black light shield covered him and his shield. After doing this, he retreated violently to one side.

(End of this chapter)