Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 373: Obtaining the Spiritual Treasure Again
Hearing this, Nangong Wan was not embarrassed, but her smile became even brighter, "It's not a success, I did it voluntarily."

Seeing Bing Feng's complex expression, Nangong Wan shook her head slightly and said:

"No need to say more about this. After spending so much time together, Sister Feng will understand that my husband is truly an excellent man."

Bing Feng slowly raised her head, exhaled slightly, and said:
"Sister Nangong is already the second fellow Daoist who has spoken well of Fellow Daoist Nie in front of me. Since you are so respectful of him, Fellow Daoist Nie must be not bad at all. It's just..."

"It's just that my husband is a little impatient. I hope Fairy Feng won't take it too seriously." As if she knew what Bingfeng wanted to say, Nangong Wan interrupted without thinking.

"He is indeed lustful and domineering. But his ability is worthy of these," Bing Feng also said at the right time, and her words showed great approval of Nie Zhaonan.

Hearing this, Nangong Wan breathed a sigh of relief. This Sister Bingfeng had indeed given her heart to him.

Afterwards, Nie Ying, Chen Qiaoqian and Ling Yuling also came after hearing the news. After learning from Nangong Wan that their husbands' injuries were not serious, they left Kunwu Mountain with the Blood Jade Spider and Qi Miao Zhenren with peace of mind.

On the other side, Nie Zhaonan also entered the secret room, sat cross-legged on the cushion, took a green pill, then put his hands on his knees and closed his eyes.

With the Ice Phoenix around, he didn't need to worry about things in the outside world. Now he just needed to quietly refine the elixir and heal his injuries.

In this way, Nie Zhaonan remained in seclusion in the secret room, while days passed quickly in the outside world.

On this day, no one knew that Nie Zhaonan, who was recovering from his injuries in the secret room, finally opened his eyes.

His face was no longer pale, but instead had a rosy complexion and glowed with light. His cultivation had also recovered to the late Nascent Soul stage.

He stood up slowly and stretched his limbs. Nie Zhaonan flipped his palm and a ball of silver light emerged. It then condensed and compressed, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an egg-sized ball of light. It was shining with light and seemed real.

"It seems that the injuries in the body are no longer serious and have recovered almost completely." Nie Zhaonan stared at the silver ball formed by pure spiritual power in his hand and murmured.

Then he shook his hand, and the ball of light dissipated and disappeared.

He then adjusted his energy again, shook his sleeves, and a golden and green flying sword shot out, circling around, looking extremely eye-catching.

But if you look closely, these flying swords appear somewhat dim.

They were Nie Zhaonan’s natal magic weapons, the Gengjin Divine Thunder Sword and the Yimu Divine Thunder Sword.

Although their spirituality was not completely lost, because Nie Zhaonan forced the flying swords to merge into one, they suffered some damage and their power was greatly reduced.

Although it can be used to fight with others, if it wants to form a sword formation, it is somewhat inadequate and will have huge flaws.

Therefore, Nie Zhaonan planned to spend some time to re-refine all of his natal flying swords so that their power could be restored and he could use them again.

Thus, with a thought in his mind, one hundred and forty-six flying swords flew to a few feet in front of him and hovered motionlessly.

He opened his mouth again, and a ball of dark white fire spurted out, instantly enveloping all the flying swords.

Looking at the flickering white flames, Nie Zhaonan didn't even blink, and his ten fingers flicked out a series of magic spells. At the same time, he injected the true energy in his body into the flying sword bit by bit.

The training of the flying sword lasted for a day and a night.

The entire ritual process ended when Nie Zhaonan's face turned pale again and he vomited a ball of blood, which turned into blood-colored runes and sank into the flying sword.

At this time, the one hundred and forty-six flying swords returned to their original state and became full of spirituality.

With a flick of his sleeves, he retracted the flying sword into his body. Nie Zhaonan immediately took another pill and began to refine it again.

After a day, Nie Zhaonan's expression returned to normal.

Feeling the lost vitality and blood in his body replenished again, Nie Zhaonan gave a bitter smile. This was only possible because he had plenty of elixirs and had practiced the Taiyi Divine Thunder Technique, so he could refine the medicinal power in the elixir very quickly.

Other Nascent Soul cultivators slightly damaged their vitality and consumed some of their essence and blood, and they would need to meditate and refine their Qi for more than half a year before they could recover.

Nie Zhaonan thought for a moment, and with a flash of silver light, a black storage bag appeared in his hand.

This thing is exactly Hu Lao Mo’s storage bag.

Being very curious about Hu Lao Mo's wealth, Nie Zhaonan did not hesitate. He just pointed at the storage bag, and a ray of light shot out and sank into the storage bag.

Then the storage bag floated up by itself and the bag opening opened downwards.

Various colored lights flickered, and ancient treasures and magical weapons of different styles shot out from it. Among them, there were also some bottles, jars, jade boxes, wooden boxes and the like floating in front of Nie Zhaonan.

Nie Zhaonan glanced around and was quickly attracted by an object. He reached out and grabbed it.

This object is only a few inches in size. It is a weapon similar to a three-pointed, two-edged halberd. It has unusually simple patterns on it. The three mysterious ancient characters "御雷戟" are clearly visible, and there are also traces of white arcs jumping continuously.

Needless to say, this thing is naturally the magic treasure in the hands of Hu Lao Mo.

This spiritual treasure is actually an offensive spiritual treasure with thunder attribute, and it looks extremely powerful.

"'Imperial Thunder Halberd', this treasure is just right for the purpose." Nie Zhaonan smiled faintly and put the magic treasure aside for the time being.

Then Nie Zhaonan began to check other things and classify them one by one.

There are more than twenty top-level ancient treasures, and each one has extraordinary spiritual power.

There are also six magical weapons of extraordinary power, which can be seen at first glance as having been taken by Hu Lao Mo from killing other powerful monks.

There were also two or three other rare treasures. Although they were also powerful, they were not on the same level as the Yin Ling Spear.

The rest are some rare refining materials and elixirs, which are hard to find in the outside world.

What surprised Nie Zhaonan was that he actually found a kind of refining material that was extremely helpful in refining the Sky-Escape Shuttle. After adding it, the power of the refined Sky-Escape Shuttle increased a lot. Nie Zhaonan also found three bottles of the "Heavenly Demon Pill" that played a significant role in helping cultivators break through the Spiritualization Stage. This was also an unexpected surprise.

Among this series of treasures, the most common one is naturally the spirit stone. However, this Hu Lao Mo is a cultivator who has reached the state of transformation after all. He has more than twenty high-level spirit stones that are rarely seen in the outside world. Together with other mid-level spirit stones, the total number is not a small one.

After counting the things in the storage bag, even Nie Zhaonan was slightly surprised with his current wealth. If the things in this storage bag alone were to be auctioned, they could easily fetch tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

After sorting all these treasures into categories and storing them in the cave, Nie Zhaonan flicked his finger lightly, and an emerald jade ruler and a small black flag emerged.

The two objects are identical to the 'Imperial Thunder Halberd', with enormous spiritual pressure and are extremely ancient. They are the two spiritual treasures, the Eight Spirit Ruler and the Black Wind Flag.

The three spiritual treasures were quietly floating in the air. There was no doubt that these three spiritual treasures were Nie Zhaonan's greatest gain on this trip.

But suddenly, Nie Zhaonan looked at the Black Wind Flag with a strange look in his eyes, as if he remembered something, and then he put the flag away.

After doing this, Nie Zhaonan held one end of the Eight Spirit Ruler in one hand, with golden light shining from his palm, and began to inject magic power into it.

This golden light was naturally emitted by Nie Zhaonan when he activated the Ming Wang Jue. The Eight Spirit Ruler was a Buddhist spiritual treasure, and it could only be activated by using Buddhist techniques.

Sure enough, with the infusion of magic power, the originally calm emerald green wooden ruler suddenly flashed, and a green light spurted out directly from the ruler, and turned into an emerald green subtitle in the void, like a mantra.

Nie Zhaonan was slightly delighted, but immediately looked intently.

"Sure enough, it's the Tongbao Jue of the Eight Spirit Ruler."

After just a few glances, Nie Zhaonan immediately injected some Buddha's light into the Eight Spirit Ruler to make the green light curtain clearer, and then began to memorize it with full concentration.

The Tongbao Jue of the Eight Spirit Ruler was indeed very different from the one on the Xutian Ding. However, for Nie Zhaonan, practicing this technique was not difficult.

After memorizing it silently, Nie Zhaonan began to practice immediately.

Nie Zhaonan remained in seclusion for three months.

Finally, on this day, Nie Zhaonan completed the practice of the first two levels of Tongbao Jue for the 'Eight Spirit Ruler' and the 'Thunder Control Halberd', and took them into his body to cultivate slowly. After that, Nie Zhaonan walked out of the secluded secret room.

"Husband." Nangong Wan seemed to have been waiting outside the door for a long time. As soon as Nie Zhaonan appeared, she called softly.

Seeing the beautiful Nangong Wan, Nie Zhaonan naturally hugged her graceful body without hesitation and kissed her moist lips.

After a while, Nangong Wan gently pushed Nie Zhaonan away, rolled her eyes at him unhappily, and said:

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, so you should go and see me as soon as possible."

"Okay." Nie Zhaonan agreed with a smile, then he scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense and found Xiang Zhili in a room, then he walked over slowly.

Seeing her husband disappear around the corner, Nangong Wan straightened her wrinkled clothes and whispered softly:
"My husband is really something. He has only been in seclusion for a short time, but he couldn't help but attack me as soon as he saw me."

"My Lord, your cultivation technique is so powerful. Could it be that the technique has flaws in this regard?" Nangong Wan had a flaw in her practice of the Su Nu Samsara Technique where her cultivation level would drop during the 'reincarnation period', so she thought of this.

However, thinking that her husband's love for beauty did not seem to be due to any flaws in his martial arts, Nangong Wan immediately put this idea behind her.

On the other side, Nie Zhaonan had already arrived at Xiang Zhili's room and walked in. The two sat opposite each other at a table.

"Brother Xiang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Nie Zhaonan said politely.

"Junior brother, you are too polite. It's only been three months. For cultivators like us, it's just a moment. On the contrary, your complexion is rosy and your aura is strong. You can recover from all your injuries in such a short time. It really is incredible to me." Xiang Zhili said with a smile.

"It just happens that I have some elixirs in my hand, which can just replenish my vitality and blood. If you have anything you want to ask, you can ask. If it does not involve my private matters, I will naturally be happy to tell you." Nie Zhaonan said nonchalantly.

"Okay, in that case, I won't hesitate to ask a few more questions." Xiang Zhili's face became serious and he asked:
"The Ancient Demon Saint's soul was really destroyed?"

"Of course, even if this soul fragment comes from an ancient demon in the Mahayana stage, it cannot change the fact that it is already weak."

"What about the demon concubine from the upper realm? Was she also killed by my junior brother?" After saying this, Xiang Zhili became uneasy.

"It seems that senior brother also knows about the situation where the demon concubine from the upper realm and the soul of the ancient demon ancestor merged into one." Nie Zhaonan glanced at Xiang Zhili with a smile.

Xiang Zhili laughed dryly twice in a comical way, then realized that he was too immersed in the role of a low-level monk, and his expression became solemn again, and he said word by word:

"That's right. Since the ancient demon's soul has been destroyed, the demon concubine of the upper realm will naturally perish along with it. However, in order to deal with such a difficult existence as the ancient demon saint's soul, it is not difficult to accept that the demon concubine of the upper realm will be destroyed along with it."

"However, if Junior Brother Nie is able to ascend to the upper realm in the future, you must be extremely careful. The beings in the upper realm who call themselves demon kings are all powerful beings in their combined form. You must be wary of their revenge."

Finally, Xiang Zhili reminded Nie Zhaonan.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother, but you are wrong." Nie Zhaonan paused and did not let Xiang Zhili wait for long before continuing:
"The demon concubine of the upper realm has the innate ability to devour souls. With my help, she directly and forcefully devoured the soul of the Ancient Demon Saint. At this time, she has already returned to the upper realm through the Anti-Star Disk."

Nie Zhaonan's words were sincere and there was not a single falsehood in them.

"In this case, it's really a good thing that everyone is happy about." Xiang Zhili was slightly stunned, but quickly recovered and asked other questions.

"The Star-Reversing Disk? It's the treasure that can forcibly break through the world and open the Reversing Spirit Channel. I once read in an ancient book that during the human world's demonic calamity, many human and demon cultivators descended into our human world through this channel. We may also be able to enter the upper world through this channel."

Xiang Zhili's face was full of regret.

Nie Zhaonan understood Xiang Zhili's desire to enter the spirit world, but he still shook his head slightly, and his voice broke his fantasy:
"Brother, you are wrong again. The demon concubine of the upper realm is far superior to me in both cultivation and status. How could I possibly dissuade her from staying in this realm any longer? Moreover, the Reverse Spiritual Channel was opened up by the Realm Breaking Formation. Even in the Spiritual Realm, it is not something that ordinary cultivators can touch. The amount of top-level spirit stones consumed to open this channel is also a huge amount, which is definitely not something we can afford."

"She was able to return to the upper realm only because she forcibly opened a small reverse spirit channel through the reverse star disk."

"And this passage also has a special mark, which can only be passed by her. If we enter and the mark does not match, we will be immediately crushed to pieces by the power of the passage."

(End of this chapter)