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Chapter 734: Meeting Feng Jingshan Again

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

……

Moon Chasing Peak.

A dull and lonely dark green figure has almost merged with the green peak in both color and spirit.

"Whoo~~~"

Ning Daoran slowly opened his eyes. After ten years of practice, his eyes had become brighter.

During these ten years, he worked hard to deduce the stone formation obtained from the Broken Boundary Mountain, and finally made some progress, confirming that this dilapidated stone formation was exactly the fifth-level intermediate-grade Broken Boundary Formation that Lin Man mentioned.

Unfortunately, the stone formation was damaged too badly, leaving Ning Daoran with less than 10% of its formation structure and spiritual patterns. Therefore, it was extremely difficult to deduce the complete formation inheritance based on these fragments. Even with Ning Daoran's talent in formation, it took him ten years to only touch the surface of the world-breaking formation.

In addition, another extremely difficult problem has arisen.

Over the years, Ning Daoran merged with Zhuiyue Peak and forcibly raised his late Nascent Soul stage cultivation by half a level, becoming the legendary Half-Step Divine Transformation stage. However, this kind of refining of luck and forced merging with the Dao brought about a bad consequence.

Ten years after his soul had merged with the Zhuiyue Peak, Ning Daoran's True Yang Chixiao Body, which was originally an immortal body, was actually polluted, and terrifying stone spots appeared on his skin!
"Son..."

Xiao Bai walked out of Lingpu Cave, holding Ning Daoran's hand, looking at the stone spots on his wrist, tears immediately fell from her eyes, and she said, "Young Master, why did you come here to suffer like this?"

"It's okay. I can handle it."

Ning Daoran smiled calmly: "Xiaobai, don't cry for me. For the sake of the Great Dao and the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Cultivation World, I am willing to do this!"

"But……"

Xiaobai wiped away her tears, sat cross-legged, clasped Ning Daoran's hands tightly, and "passed" over strands of extremely gentle wood-attributed spiritual power, trying to drive away the groupers for him.

"it's useless."

Ning Daoran smiled bitterly: "Don't forget, I am a person who possesses the forty levels of the Eternal Evergreen Art. If the wood attribute magic power can dispel the soul pollution brought by the Hedao Zhuiyue Peak, I am afraid I would have dispelled it myself long ago."

"Son..."

Xiaobai was about to cry again.

……

At this time, two deep red lights came from far away, they were Lin Xuyan and Liu Wushuang.

"Brother..."

Lin Xuyan was the first to notice the spots appearing on Ning Daoran's body.

"Brother!"

Liu Wushuang rushed to the front, immediately held up Ning Daoran's palm, and then gently stroked the few spots on his face, saying: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"The influence brought by Hedao Zhuiyue Peak is probably because my soul has been polluted by stones and dead objects like Zhuiyue Peak."

Ning Daoran told the truth: "Don't worry, this incident has no effect on my combat power. On the contrary, the longer I am in harmony with the Dao, the greater my combat power will increase."

"Brother..."

Lin Xuyan put his hands behind his back and looked at the entrance of Pojie Mountain for a long time. He slowly turned around and said, "I will take over from now on. My cultivation has improved a lot over the years. As long as I work hard, I should have no problem staying in charge of Zhuiyue Peak for a year or so."

"You're in charge?"

Ning Daoran raised his eyebrows slightly: "You kid really think that you are the most powerful in Liangyi Sect just because you are the sect leader? Don't you forget that after I joined Liangyi Sect, I was the chief senior brother, and you are at most the second senior brother? You are too independent, and you really think you are more powerful than me, and you want to replace this chief disciple to sit in Zhuiyue Peak?"

"I……"

Lin Xuyan looked painful.

"There is no need to discuss this matter any further. Don't forget that Uncle Liangyi said before he died that all major matters of the Liangyi Sect must be decided by me, the deputy sect leader. And guarding Broken Boundary Mountain is the most important matter of the Liangyi Sect in the past hundred years. You must follow my orders on this matter. There is no room for discussion."

As he said this, he looked at Lin Xuyan and asked, "When are you going to become a god?"

"Come on, come on..."

Lin Xuyan was somewhat embarrassed. How could it be so easy to transform from a Nascent Soul into a God? If it were really easy, then the great cultivators of the previous generation with profound backgrounds such as Liangyi Zhenjun and Qixing Zhenjun would have already transformed into Gods and ascended to heaven.

“Is there still some foundation missing?”

Ning Daoran pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "What a coincidence. You two are destined to meet. Another batch of golden bamboos that I planted in my early years have matured. I plan to refine a set of flying swords for each of you to assist you in practicing the Yin-Yang Sword Art and the Yin-Yang Sword Formation. Junior Sister Wushuang, how many flying swords do you need to practice the Yin-Yang Sword Formation?"

"Sixteen bites will do."

Lu Wushuang said: "Brother Ning...it's not easy for you to guard Zhuiyue Peak, so don't worry about me and Brother Lin. We will fight for our own opportunities..."

"What's the word?"

Ning Daoran was a little unhappy: "I am your senior brother. When I joined Liangyi Sect, I became your opportunity. How can you push away the opportunity that comes to you? Junior Sister Wushuang, don't forget that if you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences."

"Yes!"

Lu Wushuang immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "Brother, I will remember what you have taught me!"

"Brother..."

Lin Xuyan said, "Can you refine one more sword for me, seventeen? After all, I am Wushuang's senior brother and the head of the sect. If I use the same number of flying swords as her, wouldn't it be a disgrace to my reputation as the head of Liangyi Sect?"

Ning Daoran rolled his eyes: "What kind of reputation do you have? Don't make trouble. You also have sixteen flying swords like Sister Wushuang. After I refine them, I will ask Xiaobai to call you over." "Yes!"

Liu Wushuang patted his storage bag and started taking things out. They were all delicious dishes such as roast chicken, roast duck, and stir-fried vegetables. In addition, there was also spiritual wine. He set up a table directly on Zhuiyue Peak and said, "Senior Brother Ning, we actually wanted to come here to bring you some food this time..."

"That's fine."

Ning Daoran smiled faintly: "Sit down and eat together. After you finish eating, I will refine the flying sword."

"good!"

The three of them sat around the small table and enjoyed the delicious food.

After eating and drinking, Liu Wushuang packed up and left. Lin Xuyan bid farewell reluctantly. Ning Daoran once again sat alone at Zhuiyue Peak. He cut down dozens of 90,000-year-old golden bamboos from the Lingpu Cave and began to refine a new golden sword.

……

A month later.

The two sets of golden swords were refined and the finished products were extremely perfect. They were both low-grade spiritual treasures, but their essence was very strong. After all, these golden bamboos were nearly a hundred thousand years old. Once they reached a hundred thousand years, they would transform again. But even so, these two sets of flying swords were already very close to the level of mid-grade spiritual treasures.

Xiaobai went to inform the two of them.

Not long after, Lin Xuyan and Liu Wushuang arrived at Zhuiyue Peak.

When Ning Daoran summoned the flying sword, both of them were stunned.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

After Liu Wushuang received the flying sword, she couldn't let it go and her pretty face was full of smiles.

This set of flying swords will be her great path. As long as she cultivates her own flying swords, she can expect to become a god! After all, in the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World, if a set of flying swords can reach the level of a lower-grade spiritual treasure, its true foundation is comparable to that of a top-grade spiritual treasure, or even better than a top-grade spiritual treasure!
The key point is that these two sets of flying swords are very close to medium-frequency spiritual treasures. According to Ning Daoran's judgment, their true value is probably not much less than that of top-grade spiritual treasures. They are the treasures second only to the treasure of transformation!

"Thank you, brother!"

Lin Xuyan was even more excited, and he almost cheered as he held a set of golden swords. His previous refusal was just politeness, but now that he really got this set of flying swords, he was destined to make a breakthrough to the Spirit Transformation Stage!

"Well, you're welcome."

Ning Daoran said: "Go back and refine them quickly, and nurture them as your life objects as soon as possible. I believe these flying swords will definitely be helpful for your cultivation."

"Yes!"

The two of them returned to their respective caves and concentrated on refining their flying swords.

a few days later.

Lin Xuyan and Liu Wushuang came to Zhuiyue Peak again. This time, they were both in the Nascent Soul stage with full aura, and their souls were guarded by a set of spiritual treasure-level golden swords, which made them look different.

"Brother."

Lin Xuyan asked: "Have you heard of a woman named Feng Jingshan?"

"Feng Jingshan?"

Ning Daoran was surprised and said, "Of course I know. I once hid in the Lieyang Dao Palace in order to obtain the Nine Suns Furnace Divine Art. Feng Jingshan was my former junior sister. How come... you also know her? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to Feng Jingshan?"

"No, she's too thin. She's not my type."

Lin Xuyan said, "The Liangyi Sect is stationed at Pojie Mountain, and all the major sects in Xia Country have sent people to take turns guarding. Just two days ago, the Lieyang Dao Palace sent people here, led by Feng Jingshan. She is now the Palace Master of the Lieyang Dao Palace, with the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. She said that she knew you and wanted to see you, but was stopped by me and Junior Sister Wushuang. We were worried that she was an assassin who came to harm my brother and ruin our Liangyi Sect's century-long plan."

"Hahahaha~~~"

Ning Daoran couldn't help but laugh: "Feng Jingshan is my junior sister in Lieyang Dao Palace. She is half of my family. Don't worry. Just go and bring her over."

"Yes, I'll call her right away."

……

Not long after, Lin Xuyan returned.

Sure enough, three beams of light followed him to Zhuiyue Peak.

Among them, the one in the front was a woman in a dark blue fairy dress. It was Feng Jingshan from that year. However, after not seeing her for many years, Feng Jingshan had changed from the thin girl to the thin fairy now. Although thin, she was still beautiful and made people feel pity for her. She exuded the aura of a middle-stage Nascent Soul. In terms of cultivation alone, she did not disappoint Ning Daoran.

Behind Feng Jingshan were two young male disciples in dark red robes. They must be true disciples, and they all had the aura of the early Nascent Soul stage, with the hot aura of the Nine Yang Furnace Divine Art emanating from their bodies.

"Senior Brother Ning..."

The moment Feng Jingshan saw Ning Daoran, tears instantly filled her eyes.

And when she saw the spots on Ning Daoran's body, her tears rolled down like pearls.

"Little junior sister."

Ning Daoran smiled brilliantly: "After not seeing you for many years, you have become the Palace Master. You really lived up to the arrangement that Senior Brother left for you."

"Ok!"

Feng Jingshan wiped his tears and said, "Brother, these two are my direct disciples. Come, meet Uncle Ning!"

"See you, uncle!"

The two true disciples knelt on one knee and saluted with fists clasped. They didn't even dare to look Ning Daoran in the eye. After all, they already knew that this Uncle Ning was the one who killed the deity Ning Daoran in Yupingzhou. How could they look directly at such a great cultivator?

(End of this chapter)