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Chapter 7 Soul Searching (Thanks to the Uncrowned Leader of the Skull!)

As spring arrives, flowers bloom and rivers thaw.

There were also dots of green on the Qiongbi Peak, and the Lingtian Courtyard No. 77 was gradually covered with lush green again.

"A year's plan begins in spring, so we can't slack off, old deer!"

In the early morning, Ning Daoran, wearing a short shirt, looked extremely capable, just like the country boy he once was.

He decided to renovate the cabin. Although only one person and one deer lived there, pursuing quality of life had always been his dream. After all, the ultimate goal of cultivating immortality was to live longer and enjoy more.

The renovation application had been approved half a month ago. The elders of the outer sect stated that as long as the scope of the small cloud and mist formation was not violated, the renovation could be done at will, and the required wood and stones could all be mined from Qiongbi Peak.

For a moment, Ning Daoran and Dabenlu were working fiercely.

The big stupid deer carried the solid raw materials up the mountain from the mountainside one trip after another, while Ning Daoran borrowed saws, chisels and other tools, and with his bare arms, he continued to turn the wood into logs.

It took ten days to lay the foundation.

The reason why it took so long to lay the foundation was because it was a foundation that went down twenty feet!
Ning Daoran was cautious by nature. He was convinced that living on the surface alone was definitely not safe and that he had to be prepared for danger at all times.

So he decided to secretly build new bedrooms, planting rooms, storage rooms, spirit insect rooms, training rooms, alchemy rooms, etc. Dozens of huge rooms were scattered throughout the deep underground!

After that, we started to build the new part above the ground. There is nothing much to say about it. It is a two-story building. Although not too big, it is spacious and comfortable!
……

In the courtyard, the magical rice on three acres of land is almost ripe. When the cold spring breeze blows, the sight of the rolling rice waves is intoxicating.

At this time, Ning Daoran discovered another matter that needed to be dealt with urgently.

The spiritual rice seeds have been used up, but the next time to receive seeds is still more than half a year away.

Although it is true that one can spend spirit stones to buy seeds at the Contribution Hall, this can easily attract unnecessary attention.

The spiritual farmers at the Lingtian Division had already received their seeds in the middle of last year. With ten kilograms of seeds per household, there was no reason why there would not be enough.

There was no choice but to go down the mountain to the legendary Huanglongfang Market to buy it.

"Old Deer, let's go down the mountain for a walk? We haven't been out for a long time since we went up the mountain." Ning Daoran asked with a smile.

"Ow~~~"

The big stupid deer immediately raised its big head and swung its tail wildly, almost turning into an afterimage. It also wanted to go down the mountain to broaden its horizons, as it was almost getting moldy staying in the sect.

"set off!"

Ning Daoran made up his mind and immediately took out two hundred kilograms of spiritual rice from the storage room and had the big stupid deer carry it.

According to the market price, a piece of spiritual rice costs ten kilograms of low-grade spiritual stones, but the price of seeds is two spiritual stones per kilogram, which is extremely expensive.

After Ning Daoran changed into ordinary people's clothes, he went down the mountain with the big stupid deer. As expected, he did not meet anyone by keeping a low profile.

There are birds singing and flowers blooming in the mountains and fields.

The mountain gate is about fifty miles away from Huanglongfang City, so one has to walk faster. Ning Daoran and the big stupid deer walked very fast!
Arrive at Huanglongfang City before noon.

"Fuck!"

Looking at the market town with rows of shops and palaces, Ning Daoran was amazed. The prosperity here was even better than that of the Chaos Sect, especially in terms of popularity!

In the mountains, the brothers and sisters spend most of their time in seclusion practicing, it is not so lively in the mountains!

"Ow!"

The big stupid deer also opened its eyes wide, staring at the bustling market town in amazement, and gained a lot of knowledge.

Ning Daoran stopped in front of a shop called Liuxifang. This shop was not the biggest, but it was not the smallest either. It was average, and the kind with a rare presence. This was the one he chose!

The owner of Liuxifang was a man with a small mustache, and he only had the third level of Qi Refining. When he saw the visitor, he immediately smiled and asked, "What can I do for you, fellow Daoist?"

"Boss, do you accept spiritual rice?"

"Collect, collect, collect, collect naturally."

"it is good."

After unloading two hundred kilograms of pure rice, the boss immediately asked his waiter to weigh it.

"Boss, do you have any spiritual rice seeds for sale?"

"Naturally there is."

The boss smiled and said, "How many kilograms of spiritual rice seeds do you need, fellow Taoist?"

"I can exchange all the spiritual stones I earned from selling these spiritual rice into seeds."

"Okay, I understand."

Soon, the boss handed a heavy bag of seeds to Ning Daoran.

After a careful inspection and confirming that these magical rice seeds were full of vitality, Ning Daoran immediately turned around and left with the big stupid deer.

……

Not long after Ning Daoran left the store.

A figure flashed out of the back hall of Liuxifang. It was an old Taoist in a gray robe, with the aura of a sixth-level Qi Refining flowing through his body. He held a fortune-telling stick in his hand and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes as he looked at Ning Daoran and Dabenlu.

"Do you really want to take action?"

The boss of Liuxifang frowned, "Is he crazy? This kid was able to sell 200 kilograms of spiritual rice in one go. Maybe he is from some noble family? Have you considered the consequences?"

"Humph!"

The old Taoist sneered: "Whose noble family's children sell spiritual rice themselves?"

"What if he is a disciple of the Chaos Sect?"

"Yes, so what?"

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly, with hostility emerging in his eyes, but when he looked at the owner of Liuxifang, his eyes immediately warmed up a little.

"He's just a second-level Qi Refining Master. I can kill him if I want. What can the Chaos Sect do? My cultivation has not improved at all in all these years. If I fight harder, I may have a chance to enter the late stage of Qi Refining..." He showed greed and ferocity in his eyes. "It would be best if he is an outer disciple of the Chaos Sect. He must have a magic weapon given by the sect. How can I miss it?"

The boss of Liuxifang sighed and said, "If you want to go, go ahead, but don't involve me. From now on, there will be no connection between you and me."

The old Taoist snorted and ran out.

……

In the mountains and fields, birds are singing and flowers are blooming.

Ning Daoran brought the big stupid deer back to the sect. Although the road was a mountain path, there were not many people and it was quite quiet.

Not long after, he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

It felt like it was being stared at, but the big stupid deer was completely unaware and continued on its way leisurely, often lowering its head to eat some tender grass by the roadside.

"Old deer!"

Ning Daoran lowered his voice and said, "It seems like we are being watched. Everything depends on my eyes."

In an instant, his eyes became sharp.

"Ow~~~"

The big stupid deer's expression suddenly became stern, and seven or eight cross-shaped blue veins popped up on his forehead. It was outrageous that someone was planning to target him and his elder brother!
"Haha...Fellow Taoist, be alert!"

At this moment, a figure emerged from the forest.

Ning Daoran turned around and looked at that place calmly.

I saw an old Taoist slowly walking out of the dense forest, with his five fingers open towards the sky, and a several-inch long emerald green sword floating in his palm.

"I advise you not to try to escape or resist. Facing a mid-stage Qi Refining warrior with a first-order mid-grade magical weapon, you, a mere early-stage Qi Refining warrior, have no chance at all."

"Humph, fellow Daoist, do you want me to surrender?"

"Of course I won't just sit there and do nothing."

The old Taoist's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he said with a smile: "You are a disciple of the Chaos Sect. You have seen the true face of this poor Taoist. Do you think you still have a chance to leave alive?"

"understood."

Since the other party has the intention to kill, he can just die.

Ning Daoran raised his hand and took the half of the Green Dragon Spear wrapped in cloth from the big stupid deer's back. He patted it lightly, and the big stupid deer understood and dived into the ground. All of a sudden, Ning Daoran became focused.

The shadows of the trees swayed in the jungle and the cold wind was blowing.

"Shh!"

Ning Daoran's eyelids twitched slightly, a chill flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but suddenly he turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot!
"So fast!"

The old Taoist's heart started beating wildly and he felt something was wrong. The aura that the other party burst out in an instant was definitely not from the early stage of Qi Refining, but the genuine cultivation level of the middle stage of Qi Refining!
"court death?!"

As the old Taoist retreated, he injected his magic power into the small sword in his palm. Immediately, the small sword turned into a streak of emerald green light and flew away through the wind with a "whoosh" at an incredibly fast speed!

A green light suddenly appeared, and Ning Daoran's body suddenly tilted, and the sleeves at his neck tore silently. Even the small sword was too sharp, and it actually broke a little bit of his spiritual energy and flesh!

"what?!"

The old Taoist was shocked. His sword was a first-class medium-grade magical weapon, but it couldn't even cut the boy's neck! ?
The wind was blowing violently, and Ning Daoran fired a fierce shot!
He knew clearly that he had no experience in fighting, and if he really relied on magic weapons to mediate the fight, he would only bring trouble upon himself, so he only targeted the old Taoist priest and wanted to kill him first!
The old Taoist was horrified and a talisman slipped out of his sleeve, turning into a golden light that enveloped his body.

"Pong!"

With a loud bang, the heavy blade of the Qinglong Spear hit the old Taoist's head, and the golden light emanating from the talisman suddenly became violently distorted!
Ning Daoran's strength was extremely strong due to the blessing of the perfect level Body Tempering Technique. Just when the old Taoist staggered, he took advantage of the situation and kicked him in the abdomen.

Behind him, the emerald green sword made a sharp sound and landed on his shoulder, but it was only a superficial wound. With the perfect protective spiritual energy of the Body Tempering Technique and the effect of five points of defensive talent, his body was as solid as a rock!
"Ow~~~"

In a flash, the big stupid deer jumped out from the ground with a loud roar and hit the old Taoist hard on the back.

Ning Daoran jumped up and fired another shot hard at the old Taoist's head.

"It's over!"

The old Taoist was horrified and hurriedly rode the emerald green sword to help. With a crisp "bang", the emerald green sword made an explosive sound under the fierce attack of the Qinglong Spear and turned into pieces!

The Qinglong Spear took advantage of the momentum to fall, the golden light dissipated, and the talisman suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes.

"you!"

The old Taoist looked at the gun shadow falling from the sky and felt a chill down his spine!
"Fellow Daoist, please stop! I am willing to..."

Before he could finish his words, a shot was fired, his skull burst open, and his brains splattered everywhere. The Taoist priest never had the chance to say the rest.

……

"Tu tu tu tu tu~~~"

His heart almost felt like it was about to jump out. At one point just now, Ning Daoran almost thought that he was going to be killed by that small green sword. Although it was the second time he fought with someone, he was still very panicked.

Never mind, clean up the traces first.

His movements of touching the corpse became more and more fluid, but unfortunately, the old Taoist was too poor and did not even have a storage bag on him. He must have known that the journey of cultivating the corpse was very dangerous, so he did not bring any belongings with him.

In the end, they only found a dozen or so low-grade spirit stones, and a secret manual of martial arts written on parchment wrapped in multiple layers of cloth.

"what?"

Ning Daoran was holding the secret book of martial arts in his hands and was surprised. The Holy Spirit of Plants and Trees system automatically recorded the martial arts techniques.

[Soul Searching Technique. Mysterious Level Lower Grade (Not Yet Entry Level)]

It’s actually a Xuan-level technique?
Ning Daoran was startled for a moment, this was the first time he had seen a Xuan-level technique, so he looked at the time he had left to practice, which was more than three thousand years, and started practicing right away!

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