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Chapter 62 Born to be a rebel

Chaos Sect.

Ning Daoran did not return to Qiongbi Peak, but took the big stupid deer to visit Senior Brother Lin Sheng.

The tile-roofed house where the inner disciples lived still stood on the mountainside, but it seemed a little lonely now.

Lin Sheng is not one of the core disciples in the inner sect, otherwise he might have his own cave and would not have to live in such an environment.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy here is still sufficient, but now Lin Sheng's cultivation has been damaged. Not only has he fallen out of the perfect state of Qi Refining, even the ninth level of Qi Refining in front of him is not very stable.

In addition, he is not young anymore. For a person like him, there is almost no chance for him to build a foundation...

Therefore, very few people visit Lin Sheng, and the bustle of the past is no longer there.

"Senior Brother Lin!"

Ning Daoran knocked on the door.

"Ow~~~"

The big stupid deer also shouted.

"Junior brother..."

Lin Sheng opened the door. Although he had changed into a clean set of inner sect disciple uniform, he still looked disheveled.

"Brother, your injuries are too severe. Lie down and don't talk."

Ning Daoran came to the bedside, raised his hand to set up a small isolation ban, and then pressed his left hand on Lin Sheng's heart. Suddenly, a hot murderous aura of a demon beast rose up, as if it was going to counterattack.

"Humph……"

Ning Daoran frowned. A mere wisp of demonic flame from a late-stage second-order demon beast actually wanted to cause trouble?
The eleventh level of the Evergreen Technique's magical power activated, directly suppressing it. Then, strands of powerful spiritual power full of vitality seeped into Lin Sheng's burnt and broken wounds like a trickle.

It took a full hour to repair the damaged heart meridian.

Afterwards, Ning Daoran used the power of the Changsheng Jue to repair most of the severe injuries on Lin Sheng's abdomen. He could let himself recover from the remaining injuries slowly, and he would be back to normal within half a year.

Ning Daoran lost two years of his life to recover from such serious injuries.

It would be unacceptable for others, but if it saved Lin Sheng's life, it would be worth it.

He glanced at this brave and diligent senior brother and couldn't help but want to complain in his heart.

"Brother, please don't be so diligent in the future. You may feel good, but you are wasting my lifespan!"

but……

Lin Sheng’s biggest problem now is no longer external injuries, but emotional injuries.

At the critical moment of life and death, Liu Ruyan escaped without hesitation, which made him feel extremely frustrated.

He was just a "brave and diligent" disciple of the inner sect. Lin Sheng knew very well that he could not keep up the momentum for long, and the inner sect only regarded him as cannon fodder.

However, after meeting Liu Ruyan, Lin Sheng felt for the first time that his immortal journey had meaning, and he was finally no longer treated like a piece of trash by others.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, as a late-stage second-order monster tested Liu Ruyan's bottom line.

"Junior brother..."

Lin Sheng leaned against the bed, his eyes dull: "Tell me, why did Ruyan treat me like this?"

"Brother, I don't understand matters of love, and I don't know how to enlighten you."

Ning Daoran said: "But I know that from the day I decided to cultivate immortality, I should put myself first in everything. You shouldn't expect others to be with you on the road of cultivating immortality. This is a lonely road in itself."

"I know……"

Lin Sheng smiled guiltily, looking ahead with empty eyes, and said with a wry smile: “Senior Brother knows all these truths, I just don’t understand, it doesn’t matter how the world treats me.

But...but how could she do this to me?"

Ning Daoran felt a little tingling on his scalp.

He suddenly remembered his ex-girlfriend in his previous life with whom he had been dating for three years. After she abandoned him, he had asked himself this question countless times.

Poor Senior Brother Lin Sheng, he was still a virgin and suffered such a blow.

"Take your time, brother. Time can smooth out everything."

Ning Daoran grinned: "Trust me, I have experience."

Lin Sheng smiled bitterly: "Alright, Junior Brother, go and practice on your own. I'm fine, just take care of it for a while."

"Ah."

Ning Daoran stood up and said, "Brother, remember, don't get stuck in a rut. If you really feel uncomfortable... come to Qiongbi Peak for a meal. Lao Lu and I will welcome you anytime."

"Row!"

Lin Sheng agreed readily.

……

Qiongbi Peak.

With Ning Daoran's return, this place became lively again.

"Uncle!"

The little girl Chen Weimo went straight to the edge of the field. As soon as she saw Ning Daoran and Dabenlu, her eyes were immediately filled with tears.

"Cry your ass!"

Ning Daoran wiped her tears and said, "We in Qiongbi Peak don't cry easily. If you have the time to cry, have you been slacking off in your cultivation these days?"

"what?!"

Chen Weimo was panicking. She had been so busy worrying about her uncle these days that she still wanted to practice? What the hell!

"Old Deer! Chen Weimo is lazy again, punish him according to the family rules!"

"Ouch~~~"

The big stupid deer cried out and ran to the backyard, killed two chickens and made a brand new feather duster with his own hands.

Ning Daoran came to the fish pond.

"Little Heizi!"

"Zhizhi~~~"

A large black fish popped up in the water, its tail wagging wildly, as if celebrating its owner's return alive. "Huh?"

Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes. Why did he feel a little bit of disappointment in Xiao Heizi's emotions?

"Good guy!"

He grinned: "Old Deer, take out the pickled cabbage you bought last time and soak it in water!"

"Squeaky-"

The big black fish screamed and rolled wildly in the water, looking like it was about to die.

"okay!"

Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows: "Don't do it again, or I'll serve you pickled fish!"

"Zhizhi~~~"

Little Blackie was overjoyed and wagged his tail frantically and flatteringly.

……

The next day.

Ning Daoran rearranged the formation in the courtyard.

Inside a small cloud and mist formation, a small green bamboo formation was set up, forming a double isolation formation.

In addition, more than thirty small isolation restrictions were set up in the underground spiritual medicine room to isolate all the spiritual medicine auras to avoid unnecessary trouble.

He had arranged only first-order formations and restrictions, but the important thing was that they were in sufficient quantity. Although the materials for more than thirty layers of restrictions cost more than three thousand spirit stones, it was all worth it!
Afterwards, Ning Daoran searched for all the spiritual medicine seeds that he brought back from the Cangnan Secret Realm yesterday. He scanned and searched them with his spiritual sense, not letting go of a single one. In the end, all of them were cultivated, germinated, and grew vigorously in the spiritual medicine room.

The sixth level of the Rain-Transforming Technique is also very effective in growing magical herbs.

By noon, purple blood ginseng, ground ganoderma, and heart-condensing grass had taken shape in the spiritual medicine room. They continued to absorb the spiritual energy of the first-level spiritual veins and grew rapidly and vigorously!

Two years later, these main ingredients for foundation-building pills can be used for refining!
And two years later, if nothing unexpected happens, Ning Daoran should have completed the ninth level of Qi Refining.

His idea was quite clear. He was so strong that he could fly bricks. As long as he planted enough spiritual herbs, he should be able to refine the foundation-building pill even if the success rate was low!

As for why more Foundation Establishment Pills are needed, the same thing applies: it is safer.

After all, he was a ninth-grade mixed spiritual root, not to mention his talent. If one foundation-building pill was not enough to help him build his foundation, then he would take two, and if that didn't work, he would take three...

According to some weird algorithm.

One high-quality foundation-building pill can increase the success rate of foundation-building by 30%, so four foundation-building pills will increase the success rate by 120%!

This wave is stable!

Then he went down the mountain.

I bought all the seeds of the remaining twenty or so auxiliary herbs for the Foundation Establishment Pill at Qingxiefang, and planted them all back at Qiongbi Peak. In this way, the Foundation Establishment Pill was almost certain to be a success!
……

a few days later.

When the news came from the sect, almost everyone knew that Ning Daoran had won the first place in the Cangnan Secret Realm and would definitely get a Foundation Establishment Pill.

In Qiongbi Peak, several spiritual farmers came over to congratulate without any prior arrangement.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Ning!"

Ever since Ning Daoran revealed his late Qi Refining cultivation, Huang Shan's attitude towards him has been extremely enthusiastic: "I heard that the sect's alchemy room has already started refining pills. It won't be long before Daoyou has the foundation-building pill in hand. This foundation-building matter will be a sure thing!"

"No, no, you are too kind, fellow Taoist."

Ning Daoran accepted the spiritual sheep that the other party was leading. He had to accept the gift after all.

"Congratulations fellow Taoist!"

Ma Quanyou presented a few pills and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Ning is indeed brave and diligent. He is able to stand out in the Cangnan Secret Realm. I am honored to be on the same Qiongbi Peak as you!"

In fact, Old Ma's heart was twitching. Ning Daoran, you are so good. You break through the levels and make achievements every other day. I am almost unable to practice with all the gifts you give me!
But if Ning Daoran did not accept this gift, Ma Quanyou would probably feel uneasy. He was a big shot, and not every casual cultivator could get close to him, let alone a spiritual farmer like himself who could not even compare to a casual cultivator.

If Ning Daoran can really build a foundation and bring blessings to others, the rewards he can get will be far more than what he can pay now!
"Fellow Daoist Ning, congratulations!"

Qin Xiang is an honest and kind man. He gave a bag of spiritual fruits that he grew himself as a token of his thoughtfulness.

Ning Daoran accepted all the food that came his way, then asked Dabenlu to cook a few dishes, and the group of people had a meal in the courtyard.

The meal was of extremely high standard, with green bamboo rice as the base, and spirit fish and various stir-fried dishes as the side dishes. There were even two dishes that Ning Daoran had cooked himself, which made the group of people quite flattered.

In the evening, Junior Sister Han Bing came.

"Brother, can you tell me about the things in the Cangnan Secret Realm?" She coaxed and pestered Ning Daoran to tell her stories.

"what?"

Ning Daoran was shocked. Can the things in the secret realm be told?
Should I tell my junior sister how brave and diligent I was, how I killed Junior Brother Zhou, Lin Chi and other true disciples of the Soul-Devouring Sect one after another, and then strangled Qin Buhui who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage?
While he began to make up his mind, he looked at the beautiful junior sister.

"Junior sister, do you really want to listen?"

"Uh-huh!"

Han Bing's little head nodded like a rattle.

"Ouch~~~"

On the side, the big stupid deer was also roaring, and it also wanted to listen.

"Row!"

Ning Daoran said: "Then set the scene and let me tell you in detail!"

There are several small benches in the courtyard.

The junior sister sat upright, head held high and chest puffed out, as if she had forgotten that she had grown up, and her chest was trembling.

The big stupid deer raised his butt and sat on a small stool, opened his eyes wide, waiting to listen to the story.

A long table and a wake-up stick.

"Snapped!"