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Chapter 741 Drink Water to Live

"not good!"

Ning Daoran frowned and said, "The monsters in the Broken Boundary Mountain are ready to move again. Quickly notify all the major sects to send elite troops to resist them. We must not let them break through the defense line of our Liangyi Sect!"

"Fellow Daoist Ning!"

Nian Wuya said immediately: "I will go and gather the sword formation disciples, come over right away!"

"it is good!"

As for the other six teleportation arrays, the menial disciples and outer disciples were all confused.

"Still watching?"

Lin Xuyan glared and said, "Go back immediately and tell your leader that the Broken Boundary Mountain is going berserk again. Send someone over immediately, and quickly!"

"Yes, Sect Master Lin!"

Everyone then clasped their fists together, turned around and walked back into the teleportation array.

……

Moon Chasing Peak.

When Ning Daoran arrived, he saw that his Nascent Soul incarnation was being held down by the stone spirit in the Spirit Transformation Stage dressed in a golden robe. The stone spirit was banging its head against the Zhuiyue Peak, with blood all over its head, and it looked extremely tragic.

This Nascent Soul incarnation has the combat power equivalent to 60% of the original body, which is 40% less. However, he did not expect that he would end up in such a miserable state.

"Old man!"

He suddenly flew into the air: "Let go of my clone and come at me!"

"what?!"

The old man Shi Ling was shocked: "This is actually a clone?"

He was just secretly delighted that Ning Daoran, who had suppressed Pojie Mountain for decades, turned out to be so vulnerable. Now that Ning Daoran's true form appeared, his joy was immediately diluted.

"You must die too, you little bastard!"

The old man Shi Ling flew into the air, and a huge incarnation of the deity rose into the air behind him. He roared, "I am the Star Lord of the Upper Sky, and I have come to take your life!"

"It's still unclear who will die!"

Ning Daoran waved the Big Blue Dragon.

He had already killed four stone spirits in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and he believed that this one would be no problem, so he was in a very relaxed state of mind and had developed a good habit of fighting while chatting.

In addition, there is another reason to relax today.

In addition to the Liangyi Sect, there are seven other major immortal sects that have joined forces to resist the attack from Pojie Mountain, so the losses to the Liangyi Sect this time will be very small. When everyone adds fuel, the fire burns higher. The eight of the ten major immortal sects of the Xia Kingdom joining forces are enough to withstand this monster attack with minimal consumption.

However, even so, Ning Daoran's attack was quite fierce and he did not hide any moves. He started by blowing the Kunwu wind "whoosh" wildly, making it almost impossible for the Star Lord above to open his eyes.

Afterwards, he called upon all kinds of magic weapons, and added in the great blue dragon's 100,000-jin might of power to smash everything, and as a result, after only a hundred moves, he actually killed the Shangfang Xingjun at Zhuiyue Peak!

The reason why he could kill so quickly was related to Ning Daoran's continuous improvement in strength. In addition, the time he had been in harmony with Zhuiyue Peak was also closely related.

"Boom~~~"

After the star god above fell down with a loud bang, Ning Daoran floated over, smashed his head, and took out the fifth boundary-breaking stone tablet.

This world-breaking stone tablet is very strange, with extremely complex inscriptions on its surface. Ning Daoran couldn't understand it at all, but he was sure that these inscriptions were definitely not formation spiritual patterns. Those things were completely different from formation spiritual patterns and looked more like the unique writing of a certain race.

Ning Daoran had spent several months researching it before, but when he failed to find any results, he didn't waste his time.

But he believed that there must be a reason why these Boundary-Breaking Stone Tablets existed in the heads of these Spiritual Transformation Stage Stone Spirits in the Boundary-Breaking Mountain, so he left them all behind, perhaps they would be of some use in the future.

……

Down the mountain.

The situation this time was much better than before. The seven major sects came to the aid of Liangyi Sect, especially Wanhua Sword Sect, which had sent out all its elite troops. Wanhua Sword Sect had dispatched more than a hundred sects, led by the sect master Nian Wuya himself, and their momentum was as high as a rainbow!

It must be said that Nian Wuya was a man of loyalty. In this battle, it was the Wanhua Sword Sect that suffered the greatest losses, losing more than 300 sword formation disciples. However, for the Wanhua Sword Sect, which had tens of thousands of disciples, the loss of 300 sword formation disciples was actually bearable. After all, the rampage that had occurred in Pojie Mountain for more than ten years only occurred once every few decades, and after a period of time, the sword formation disciples would still spring up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Ning Daoran walked down the mountain gracefully.

"Fellow Daoist Nian, thank you very much for this time!"

He clasped his fists lightly and thanked Nian Wuya personally.

Nian Wuya was leading a group of elders to treat the injured disciples. He was extremely flattered and immediately turned around and bowed, saying, "Fellow Daoist Ning, you are too polite. The Liangyi Sect is willing to block the door and suppress the Broken Boundary Mountain for my Eastern Wasteland Cultivation World. We, the immortal sects, should be grateful to the Liangyi Sect. Over the years, the Liangyi Sect has lost thousands of disciples in order to suppress the evil spirits in the Broken Boundary Mountain. All of us other sects have seen these things. If we don't do our best at this time, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the people of the Liangyi Sect!"

Lin Xuyan said: "What Sect Master Nian said is absolutely right..."

The leaders of several other major sects also came over to meet him one by one.

These sect leaders are either in the late Nascent Soul stage or the middle Nascent Soul stage, and each has a profound foundation.

However, when facing Ning Daoran, these people were extremely respectful and did not show any offense. They were all very polite, making Ning Daoran feel as if he was in another world.

It turned out that he had really stood at the top of the Eastern Wilderness's immortal cultivation world. In the eyes of these giants, he was already someone that could not be provoked.

Of course, what Ning Daoran has done over the years has indeed earned him a good reputation.

A talented late Nascent Soul cultivator, a top genius who could cross levels and kill a God Transformation cultivator, was actually willing to bet his own great Dao, and combined his Dao to form a Chasing Moon Peak, guarding the exit of Pojie Mountain alone.

This incident alone was enough to make him one of the saints in the Eastern Wilderness's immortal cultivation world. What's more, in the battle of descending to the realm more than a hundred years ago, Ning Daoran played a vital role in several battles that slew the North Sea God!

"Brother!"

When Ning Daoran turned around, he saw Liu Wushuang standing in front of him with tears in her eyes. She avoided everyone's sight and took Ning Daoran's sleeve, but saw an arm covered with moss and completely turned into stone. After the battle with the Star Lord, Ning Daoran's soul was more and more polluted, and his entire left arm had turned into stone. Only the blood and evergreen magic power deep in the stone could prove that this arm had a little vitality.

"fine."

Ning Daoran quickly pulled down his sleeves and used some magic power to cover his arms.

But Liu Wushuang's shoulders trembled and she began to cry very sadly.

Over the years, she has spent a lot of time with this senior brother, and now she really feels sorry for Ning Daoran. It is really a pity that such a talented cultivator has fallen to this point.

"Brother has returned to Zhuiyue Peak. It is up to you and Xu Yan to handle the affairs of the sect."

Ning Daoran turned around and left without staying.

Liu Wushuang's eyes were blurred with tears, but she was powerless and looked extremely helpless.

Lin Xuyan saw this and was also extremely moved, but he was also helpless. The pollution of Hedao was a mysterious matter, and it was not something he could reverse.

……

Thirteen years later.

On a morning with drizzling spring rain, Ning Daoran slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the breeze and drizzle brushed his face, making him feel extremely comfortable. It was a pity that the pollution in his soul became more and more serious. At this moment, the left half of his body was almost covered by stone skin, and the surface of his skin had lost all intuition. Fortunately, there was still blood surging under the skin.

During these thirteen years, he worked hard and finally cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to the fortieth level!

The boiling blood energy produced by the forty-level Dragon Demon Heart Sutra flowed through his body. That was why only half of his body was petrified. Otherwise, it would have been contaminated deep into his bones by now, and most of him would have turned into stone.

Any chance to cultivate immortality, any great path, are nothing but illusions in the mirror.

"Senior brother~~~"

A pleasant figure sounded in my ears.

Liu Wushuang arrived and used her magic power to create a field to keep the drizzle out. She also carried a bamboo basket filled with delicious food and a pot of spiritual wine.

"Brother!"

Lin Xuyan also came along and took a very cautious look with his spiritual sense, and found that half of Ning Daoran's body had been severely petrified.

For a moment, Lin Xuyan, a late Nascent Soul cultivator who called himself a tough guy, actually had red eyes and felt indescribably sad.

"I told you, I'm really fine."

Ning Daoran said: "Xu Yan, Wushuang, the two of you should not feel sad for me, and do not think that the soul pollution of Hedao Zhuiyue Peak is a calamity for me, Ning Daoran. Perhaps, this is an opportunity?"

"But how can there be a chance to turn a person into stone?" Liu Wushuang said in tears.

Ning Daoran panicked: "Brother, you are really alright, Wushuang, don't cry..."

"Okay, Junior Sister!"

Lin Xuyan said with red eyes: "I agreed to come here to drink with Senior Brother today, how can you be so tearful? This is disgraceful. As the sect leader, I order you to wipe your tears and pour wine for Senior Brother Ning. Quick!"

"Yes, senior brother..."

Liu Wushuang bit her red lips and poured wine while crying.

"That's right!"

Lin Xuyan said.

"That's right."

Ning Daoran glared at him and said, "Don't bully Junior Sister like this. Wushuang, Senior Brother Ning is really fine. I can foresee that as long as I break through my limit and successfully break through to the Spiritual Transformation before I am completely petrified, the power of the Spiritual Transformation will be able to dispel the pollution in my soul. By then, with my Spiritual Transformation power, it will be easy for me to strip away the He Dao of Zhuiyue Peak."

"Really?" Liu Wushuang asked in surprise.

"When has Brother Ning ever lied to you?"

"That's good. Then senior brother should become a spirit as soon as possible..." Liu Wushuang burst into laughter.

Ning Daoran nodded: "Of course, for Senior Brother Ning, breaking through to the Spiritual Transformation stage is just a piece of cake. It's too easy. It's just that the time has not come yet."

……

The rain continued to pour down, and the raindrops slid down along the barrier, one thread after another, just like a person's sorrow.

The three brothers and sisters drank heavily on the top of the mountain and enjoyed themselves very much.

But at this moment, an elder in the early stage of the Nascent Soul came up the mountain and said respectfully, "Master, Deputy Master, Longque Sanren from Guixu Fairyland wants to see Deputy Master Ning!"

"Dragon Bird Sanren?"

Ning Daoran nodded: "Elder Zhou, please lead him here."

"Yes!"

Not long after, Longque Sanren went up the mountain, wearing a green shirt and a straw raincoat, looking extremely free and easy.

"Brother Ning, it's been many years since we last met."

The moment he took off his hat, his extremely old face was revealed.

Ning Daoran couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

(End of this chapter)