Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 328 Accident
"Okay, it's only half a day. Even if everyone in our Tianfu Sect waited at the mountain gate for three days and three nights, it would be normal for a cultivator like Senior Nie."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator who had asked the question immediately closed his slightly opened mouth, and the cultivator surnamed Wang did not say anything more.

The old man surnamed Wen sighed slightly. This was because the Tianfu Sect had weakened to such an extent that the sect's rules had greatly reduced the restrictions on every cultivator of the Tianfu Sect. They actually dared to whisper in front of him, an elder.

But he couldn't reprimand or punish them excessively. After all, for the Tianfu Sect today, a foundation-building cultivator was an extremely important force and could not be lost easily.

Suddenly, Junior Brother Li, who was standing at the end of the team, looked up at the distant sky and sensed a familiar aura. He was moved: "It is indeed him."

At this time, he had already confirmed Nie Zhaonan's identity. He was indeed the junior brother Nie from Huangfeng Valley.

After a long while, the old man surnamed Wen suddenly looked happy and ordered, "Cheer up."

Hearing this, more than a hundred cultivators from the Tianfu Sect became invigorated and looked forward with great energy.

Soon, a flash of light appeared in the distant sky, and then a flying boat of several dozen feet in length suddenly appeared in the air and rushed towards them.

"As expected, you are here to visit our Tianfu Sect!" The cultivator named Wen was overjoyed with a gentle smile on his face.

The other Tianfu Sect monks also showed joy on their faces, with shock in their eyes.

"What a huge flying boat!"

"So fast! This flying boat is obviously extraordinary!"

"I'm afraid even if we sell our Tianfu Sect, we still can't afford even one part of this flying boat!"

"This is Senior Nie's flying treasure. No wonder it is so powerful in Dajin!"

The monks of Tianfu Sect shouted in their hearts, and were stunned by the huge size and incredibly fast speed of Lingyun Flying Boat.

After a while, the flying boat flew to the vicinity of Baizhu Mountain. It seemed that it saw the two rows of monks from afar. With a flash of light, the flying boat fell straight down and stopped several feet in front of the monk named Wen.

"We sincerely welcome Senior Nie!"

All the Tianfu Sect monks shouted in unison, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle.

"What a grand occasion! I am a little envious." Junior Brother Li shouted, feeling puzzled.

At this time, the flying boat emitted a bright light, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. After the light disappeared, Nie Zhaonan, dressed in a dark black robe, appeared, accompanied by his fellow Taoists.

Nie Zhaonan looked over with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly, saying, "You guys are thoughtful."

The old man surnamed Wen, who was wearing a yellow robe, hurried forward a few steps, bowed deeply to Nie Zhaonan, and said with extraordinary respect:
"Senior, it is an honor for our Tianfu Sect to have you visit our humble sect!"

His heart was filled with joy at this moment, and the half-day wait was all worth it.

Looking at the Tianfu Sect monks who all lowered their heads in unison, Nie Zhaonan said without changing his expression:

"I came to Tianfumen only to deliver something on behalf of someone. There's no need to be so formal."

The only Jindan elder of Tianfu Sect, the old man surnamed Wen, heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Nie Zhaonan being so polite, and said hurriedly:
"Senior Nie, don't worry about it. This is the etiquette that the younger generation should follow."

He didn't even ask Nie Zhaonan who had entrusted him and what he had sent. No matter how important the things he sent were, they were not as important as the senior Nie in front of him.

Everyone in the Tianfu Sect did this, not only out of courtesy, but also because they knew that the Taoist companions around Senior Nie were all extremely beautiful, and they were afraid that the disciples in the sect would not be able to control their eyes and look too much, thus offending Nie Zhaonan's Taoist companions.

Without paying any more attention to these Tianfu Sect monks, Nie Zhaonan said calmly:

"I have had this item for a few years. Now that I happen to be here, I naturally want to return it to its original owner."

As he spoke, Nie Zhaonan slapped his hand on his waist, and a square box appeared in his hand, which he pushed forward casually.

A square box flew over slowly. The old man surnamed Wen took it tactfully and opened it curiously.

There were several pieces of bones in the box, all of which were engraved with tiny words.

"What is this?" The old man surnamed Wen picked up a piece in surprise and looked at it carefully.

"Spirit-summoning talisman, this is the method of refining the spirit-summoning talisman, and above is Senior Brother Yun's notes." After just a few glances, the cultivator named Wen exclaimed in surprise.

The Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators behind him were all moved, with expressions of surprise and astonishment on their faces. They wanted to look up at the shocked cultivator named Wen, but after moving their heads, they seemed to remember something and immediately returned to their original state.

"Thank you very much, senior, for bringing back the spirit-summoning talisman that our sect had lost. We will definitely reward you handsomely." The monk named Wen said respectfully, holding the box with a happy expression on his face.

Although he looked happy, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. They had not yet received the treasure from Senior Nie, so they had to give him a gift as soon as they met.

This spirit-summoning talisman is indeed one of the three secret talismans of his Tianfu Sect. The materials that can be refined are extremely rare, and require the spirit of a transformed demon cultivator. This material alone is something that the Tianfu Sect cannot collect at the moment.

The spirit-summoning talisman is just an insignificant item for their Tianfu Sect, and losing it won’t have much of a impact.

With Nie Zhaonan's knowledge and experience, he could naturally tell that the monk surnamed Wen was not sincere. He smiled and said nothing, and slowly explained:
"Decades ago, I entered a dangerous place and happened to meet Daoist Fellow Yun who was trapped there. He believed that he could never see the light of day again, so he entrusted me, Nie, to pass on this item. However, my Daoist companion is quite interested in the art of making talismans and has also studied the descending talisman. Daoist Fellow should not be surprised."

The old man surnamed Wen still looked respectful and said:

"Senior, you have already done us a great favor by returning the method of refining the Soul Summoning Talisman to our sect. How could I have such an ungrateful thought? I just want to ask where Senior Brother Yun is now. Is there any hope for our Tianfu Sect to rescue him?"

"That dangerous place is called 'The Land of Darkness', and the entrance is in the ghost fog that often appears on the sea. As for the rescue, you don't have to think too much. Not to mention your Tianfu Sect, even if the ten major sects of the Great Jin Dynasty fell into it, few people could escape. At the beginning, I also spent a lot of effort to barely escape." Nie Zhaonan's eyes flashed, and he inadvertently glanced at the old man at the end of the team. This senior brother did not show his cultivation at all, and he still acted as an old cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage.

I don’t know whether Senior Brother Xiang likes to disguise himself as a low-level cultivator because he is used to it, or he doesn’t want to let these Tianfu Sect cultivators know that his nephew Li is an old ancestor who has reached the state of Divine Transformation, which would be embarrassing.

"There are actually such dangerous places in the world. No wonder there are cultivators who disappear inexplicably at sea from time to time and never are seen again." The old man surnamed Wen took a breath of cold air after hearing what Nie Zhaonan said.

Even the ten major sects of good and evil have no way out, let alone their Tianfu Sect, which is at the bottom of the list of immortal cultivators.

"The things have been delivered, and I have fulfilled my wish. I will take my leave now." Seeing that the matter was over, Nie Zhaonan said without hesitation.

Only the three secret talismans of Tianfu Sect were somewhat attractive to him, but the secret techniques of refining the Six Ding Tianjia Talisman and the Hualing Talisman had long been lost, so he had no interest in staying in the Tianfu Sect.

"We have not yet repaid the senior for returning the secret technique. Why don't you stay in our sect for two days, so that we can show our hospitality." Compared to the recovery of the method of refining the spirit-summoning talisman, the old man surnamed Wen was more concerned about establishing some relationship with the master in front of him.

Senior Nie is a true master! The most advanced cultivator in the human world!
Apart from anything else, as long as people knew that Senior Nie had stayed in their sect for two days, Fengling Sect would probably not dare to covet Kaijiang Town Market anymore, and the Shayang Sect behind Fengling Sect would probably also be wary.

If they could make some friends with Senior Nie, the status of the Tianfu Sect would immediately rise dramatically, and they might even be able to regain some of their former glory.

"Stay a few more days?" Nie Zhaonan showed a half-smile.

The monk surnamed Wen's eyes moved slightly, and he said like a bamboo tube pouring beans:
"Isn't your Taoist partner interested in the art of making talismans? Apart from other things, our sect does have some research on refining talismans. There are also some classics related to talismans handed down from ancient times. If you don't mind, you can take a look at them."

“I have also heard of the talismans of the Tianfu Sect, but after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, ordinary talismans are useless to me.” Chen Qiaoqian was stunned when she heard this, but still shook her head and said.

The old man surnamed Wen was stunned for a moment, then he understood instantly that for a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, the talisman books of his Tianfu Sect were optional.

Seeing that Nie Zhaonan and his group were about to leave, he did not hesitate and quickly sent a message:
"There is still a spiritual talisman in my Tianfu Sect, called the Hualing Talisman, which I can give to you, senior."

Nie Zhaonan looked a little hesitant when he heard this. There was only one soul-transforming talisman, but there were three of his Taoist companions who practiced wood-attributed skills, so it was obviously not enough.

Seeing that Nie Zhaonan was somewhat moved but not very interested, the old man surnamed Wen said helplessly: "My Tianfu Sect will also give you the method of refining the Hualing Talisman. I hope you can stay for a few more days!"

Before the transaction even started, he had already revealed all the bargaining chips of the Tianfu Sect. I don't know whether it is good or bad, but I hope that Senior Nie will not treat the Tianfu Sect unfairly.

"Spiritual Transformation Talisman?" Nie Zhaonan asked in surprise, "Hasn't the method of refining the Spiritual Transformation Talisman been lost long ago?"

At this point, there is no secret left to hide. The monk surnamed Wen had no choice but to reply:

"When the Tianfu Sect was at its most powerful, the Soul Transformation Talisman was a required magical power for all the Jindan cultivators of the Tianfu Sect. How could it be lost? It was simply hidden to prevent people with bad intentions from coveting it. Although the Soul Transformation Talisman is the easiest of the three spiritual talismans to refine, it requires a lot of rare materials. Therefore, for thousands of years, there has indeed been no cultivator in the Tianfu Sect who has been able to refine this talisman, so it can be considered lost."

What he said was that the Tianfu Sect was not strong enough at the moment and did not have enough spirit stones and resources.

"Fellow Daoist, you are so sincere in telling me such a secret. Feel free to propose any conditions you have later." Nie Zhaonan said with a smile, not expecting such a pleasant surprise.

Hearing Nie Zhaonan's extremely generous words, the old man surnamed Wen was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted, "Seniors, please come in!"

After saying this, the old man surnamed Wen turned around without hesitation, strode forward and led the way.

Nie Zhaonan followed slowly, and his fellow Taoists naturally followed him with light lotus steps.

The communication between Nie Zhaonan and the old man surnamed Wen only took a few breaths. The cultivators of Tianfu Sect thought that Senior Nie was going to leave and felt a little disappointed. They did not expect to hear Elder Wen's invitation the next moment.

Most of the cultivators in Tianfu Sect were guessing what the two had just talked about that made Senior Nie change his mind, but they didn't know what Elder Wen had said.

However, they all took action immediately, rushing to both sides to make a wide path.

As he followed the old man surnamed Wen towards the main hall on the top of the mountain, Nie Zhaonan's thoughts began to wander.

He felt a little strange. Han Li had only obtained a Soul Transformation Talisman when he came here. Could it be because Han Li was not well-known that the cultivator named Wen in front of him was worried about him?

And he, Nie Zhaonan, had always done business in a friendly and amicable manner with various sects and fellow practitioners all along. His reputation was well-known throughout Dajin and his credibility was excellent. So why would this cultivator named Wen risk his life like that?

Nie Zhaonan was too lazy to think about the specific reason. He was more concerned about the method of refining the Soul Transformation Talisman.

In just a few moments, the old man surnamed Wen and Nie Zhaonan and his party had already entered the main hall on the top of the mountain. As soon as the old man surnamed Wen entered the hall, he opened all the restrictions inside, looking extremely cautious.

Nie Zhaonan's gaze paused slightly at the restrictions that were flashing with spiritual light around the hall, and then he no longer paid attention to them.

This restriction can be set up to protect the main hall of Tianfu Sect. Naturally, its power is extraordinary. It can easily trap a cultivator in the late Jindan stage and make it impossible for him to break out.

But for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was something that could be easily broken, let alone for Nie Zhaonan.

They followed the old man surnamed Wen all the way to the end of the hall, and only when they arrived at the main seat did Nie Zhaonan and his party stop.

"The method of refining the soul-transforming talisman is in this hall. I wonder if Senior Nie can find it?" Suddenly, the old man surnamed Wen turned his head, looked at Nie Zhaonan with a smile and asked.

"There is no unusual spiritual energy in this hall, and there is nothing strange. The place where the soul-transforming talisman is hidden should use a secular mechanism, and it is quite ingenious, so it can avoid the detection of the spiritual sense of cultivators like us." As soon as Nie Zhaonan entered the hall, he scanned the hall from top to bottom, inside and out with his powerful spiritual sense, and spoke as if he had prepared a speech in mind.

However, there was a blue light flashing in his eyes, and after scanning the surroundings, his gaze paused on the table in front of him.

With his supernatural power of spiritual insight and clarity, he was naturally able to see through the tabletop made of an unknown spiritual wood. In the very center of the tabletop, there was a faint square shape embedded in it, only the size of a palm.

Seeing Nie Zhaonan's confident look, the cultivator surnamed Wen praised: "Senior, your vision is indeed sharp!"

(End of this chapter)