Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 493 Seven Sacred Sect Dan Hongzi

Ning Fa's sea of consciousness, where he had visualized 60% of the Moon God's Heart, suddenly shone brightly, and then a strong beam of moonlight shone into one of the corners.

I saw a small black shadow slowly appearing in the beam of light.

The black shadow seemed to be a black seed, twisting and struggling constantly under the illumination of the moonlight.

But under the strong light, the black shadow finally completely dissipated.

This feeling was like a speck of dust in his soul being removed by him. Although it was very tiny and he usually didn't feel it, after it was removed, Ningfa felt a sense of relief.

But at this moment, his face was as gloomy as water.

If it weren't for the blessing of the Moon Goddess's Heart, which had undergone a qualitative change, Ning Fa would not have been able to detect this soul dust at all.

What made him even more shocked and angry was that he had no idea when he was tricked.

The first person he thought of was Zhang Zhilong, because this person had used his spiritual secrets on him before, but he should have been completely eliminated by Cheng Zeyuan. Could there be any further trouble left?
Ningfa closed his eyes, and in his current super-sensory state, he began to carefully recall the feeling that the black shadow had just given him.

Soon, his eyes suddenly opened, and he said in astonishment: "It's because of the Yuanhun Fen Shen Jue!"

The special aura that the dark shadow gave him was very similar to some of the secret techniques he had used before when performing the Yuanhun Fenshen Jue.

Therefore, Ning Fa is now 90% sure that the black shadow is related to the Yuanhun Fenshen Jue.

Ning Fa's brows were deeply furrowed, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Could it be that it was because he had used some secret techniques from the Yuanhun Fenshen Jue that he was tricked and this obviously evil thing appeared in his soul?

What kind of spiritual practice is this? It's too weird.

If it weren’t for the qualitative change in my Moon Goddess’ Heart today, I really don’t know when I would have discovered it.

By the time you find out, you might be in big trouble.

But Ning Fa was not too scared, because he was not an ordinary cultivator after all.

The mystery of the Five Elements Thunder Body is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Ning Fa has received mysterious inheritance information several times in succession. He knows very well that if any evil spirit attempts to take over his soul, it will definitely be destroyed by the Five Elements Divine Thunder.

This is another important reason why, when a cultivator with the Five Elements Thunder Body reaches the later realms, it is much easier than other cultivators to advance.

Because by then, not only will they have to fight against the heavenly calamity, but they will also have to fight against the more terrifying calamity of the inner demon. Even those with high cultivation levels may attract demons from outside the realm.

For many cultivators, the latter is even more terrifying than the thunder tribulation.

However, cultivators who possess the Five Elements Thunder Body have a natural advantage in this regard and can restrain these extraterritorial demons.

But this did not prevent Ning Fa from being furious.

After all, he felt uneasy about being tricked without knowing it.

There was a flash of light in his hand, and the jade slip containing the Soul-Fen-Shen Jue appeared.

Ningfa looked at it as if it were a snake or scorpion.

He wanted to destroy it directly, but after thinking about it, he took out a brocade box and put it inside, and pasted several layers of forbidden talismans on the outside.

Then he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I really owe this Senior Sister Duanmu a favor this time. If she encounters difficulties in the future, I have to help her once as a reward."

……

In Black Spirit City, the main city of the Black Spirit Church, in a very deep underground secret room, a figure was sitting on a cushion.

He was wearing a black robe, looked young and handsome, but his expression was very cold.

And this person was Ning Daozhen, whom Ning Fa had not seen for a long time.

Next to him was another figure, an old man wearing a loose white robe.

I saw that his hair and beard were all white, his eyebrows were kind and his eyes were gentle, and he looked like a god.

The strange thing was that his whole body became ethereal and he floated in the air like a phantom, as if he was just a soul.

"I'm ready, let's start." Ning Daozhen said expressionlessly, and then started to make hand gestures with his hands.

Soon after, a thick layer of blood-red flame began to surge from his body.

In this blood-red flame, his figure swayed, and gradually, a slender black vine shadow slowly appeared in his body.

The black vine seemed to be threatened and struggled and shook wildly, causing the surrounding blood-red flames to vibrate violently.

Ning Daozhen seemed to have suffered great pain as well, and his face became somewhat hideous.

"Why don't you take action now? When will you do it?" Ning Daozhen growled at the shadow of the old man in white robe.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the old man in white robe, and then he opened his right hand. Strands of black light flew out from his right hand and turned into a slender black chain. It quickly wrapped around the black vines and began to pull them outwards.

The black vines struggled even more violently, letting out howls that pierced the soul.

Ning Daozhen groaned, sweat pouring down his body, but he gritted his teeth and continued to cast the spell. Wisps of blood-red flames surrounded the black vines.

After two hours, with a scream, the black vine was finally pulled up by the roots, and under the restraint of the black chain, it flew into the hands of the old man in white robe. The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows, and then clapped his hands at the black vine without any hesitation.

The black vine suddenly turned into wisps of black gas and sank into his hands.

The shadow of the old man in white robe became more solid, and an expression of both joy and regret flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Ning Daozhen's face was already pale, and he was even breathing heavily, obviously he had paid a huge price.

He stared at the white-haired old man with his sharp eyes, unable to contain his rage, and said angrily:

"If I hadn't recovered some of my spiritual power and remembered some of the past events, I would have really fallen for your trick and become your Yuanhun clone because of practicing the Yunhun Fenshen Jue!"

The white-haired old man stroked his illusory beard and smiled leisurely:
"How can you blame me for this? I didn't ask you to practice the Soul-Separating Art.

And you asked me to cooperate with you to pull out the soul seed, and I did so.

Otherwise, with your current state, it may not be easy to remove the soul seed.

What else do you want me to do?"

Ning Daozhen snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that the famous Dan Hongzi of the Danhuang Sect would end up like this now, and actually become someone else's Yuanhun!"

Hearing Ning Daozhen's sarcasm, the white-haired old man did not get angry, but sighed:
“There’s nothing wrong with this actually. If I hadn’t been planted with a soul seed because of my practice of the Yuanhun Fenshen Jue, I wouldn’t be able to be reborn with the help of Dugu Huan’s residual soul.

Although I am neither human nor ghost now, it is better than having my soul completely shattered."

Hearing this, Ning Daozhen seemed to remember something, his eyes flickered as he said:
“Speaking of this, I am very curious.

Logically speaking, based on your cultivation level back then, the Yuan Soul that was formed after the soul seed was planted in you must have been very powerful.

Why is it possible to retain independent consciousness and not be swallowed up by that existence?

Even Dugu Huan, who was planted with a soul seed before, was controlled by you and was reborn with his soul."

The white-haired old man stroked his long beard and smiled proudly: "Don't forget what I am good at. Back then, I was one of the two or three strongest people in the alchemy technique in the entire Cangyuan Xiuxian world.

When I realized that a soul seed had been planted in me, I spent a huge amount of money to refine a three-line [Quhun Pill].

With the help of this elixir, I was able to hide from that being's perception.

Of course, this was also because that being was already in a very weak state at that time.

And at that time I also realized that a great catastrophe was approaching. Seeing this situation, I was moved and did not give up the practice of Yuanhun Fenshen Jue.

Now it seems that this old man's move was very wise.

During that catastrophe, my true body indeed perished.

Now, with this back-up plan, I can finally see the light of day again.

What makes me even happier is that the existence seems to have completely disappeared, and I can no longer sense its presence. "

Ning Daozhen's eyes flashed with realization at first, but when he saw the smug look on the white-robed old man's face, he sneered, "Aren't you afraid that the existence will wake up again in your body one day?"

The white-robed old man's expression changed slightly at first, then he shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry about this, I have already prepared for this."

After saying that, he looked at Ning Daozhen carefully, and said in amazement: "I didn't expect that Jiang Chun, the famous Blood Sky Sect, is still alive. This is really sad.

To be honest, if you were not Jiang Chun, and if our two sects were not both members of the Seven Sacred Sects, I would not have cooperated with you in removing the soul seeds."

Ning Daozhen's eyes flashed, and then he said expressionlessly: "Jiang Chun is dead, and now there is only Ning Daozhen."

Then he snorted softly: "Don't worry, since you helped as agreed, I will not break my promise to you."

A smile appeared on the white-haired old man's face, and then he said:
"Isn't it a bit ill-considered for you to cooperate with the Black Spirit Church?
Although we were affected by the mysterious power, we could not remember anything about the past, especially those related to the catastrophe.

But I still have some impression of this black spirit.

This black spirit should be one of the ancient spirits and belongs to the Ancient Spirit Alliance.

We, the Seven Saints, originally had a deep hatred with the Ancient Spirit Alliance. "

Ning Daozhen's eyes showed deep thought, and then he shook his head:

“No matter what the past grudges were, it is clear that the Ancient Spirit Alliance also suffered heavy losses in that catastrophe. Now it seems that only the remnant soul of Black Spirit is alive in the world.

Since we both have the same goal now, why not cooperate once? Besides..."

At this point, Ning Daozhen's eyes showed a hint of ridicule: "He is using me, and am I not using him as well? When the underground palace is truly opened, he will have no say in it."

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed and he said, "I have always been curious, what method did you use to prevent the people from the Good and Evil Alliance from entering the underground palace of the Dusk Ancient City?"

Ning Daozhen's lips curled up slightly, as if he remembered something pleasant.

“It’s simple, because I planted two Heavenly Gu Talismans on the two Jindan cultivators from the Good and Evil Alliance who entered the underground palace first.

If they died suddenly shortly after leaving the underground palace, it would naturally remind those people of some bad memories, and even those Yuanying cultivators would not dare to risk entering again."

　Maybe everyone has forgotten who Dan Hongzi is. In fact, he was mentioned a long time ago. He is the former owner of the spirit in Liu Qinghui's half jade pendant.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)