Chapter 9 Wills
Underground workshop.
The gentle light of the spirit lamp evenly spread throughout the space.
Ning Zhuo sat at the table and checked the storage bag in his hand one last time.
This was the loot he had obtained from the three ghosts of the Huang family in the black market before.
After confirming safety, Ning Zhuo began to crack the micro formation on the first storage bag, then forged the original owner's breath and consciousness, and finally tricked the storage bag into successfully opening.
In the first storage bag, there were a few spirit stones, a spiritual pet green knife mantis, and some materials suitable for ghost cultivation, such as dark essence, soul essence, and ghost flower.
The second storage bag contained hundreds of spirit stones, and the ghost cultivation material was only a cloud of yin wind, and a ghost cultivation technique jade slip "Yin Bone Technique" could transform one's own bones.
The third storage bag belonged to the boss of the three ghosts of the Huang family, and the formation had two layers, which made Ning Zhuo difficult to crack and the time surged.
"It's a bit interesting." The young man's eyes sparkled.
The higher the difficulty and the stronger the resistance, the more it stimulates his fighting spirit.
He is fully engaged and enjoys challenging difficult problems.
It took nearly half an hour for him to finally crack it.
As soon as it was opened, a little devil head pounced on Ning Zhuo's face.
Ning Zhuo snorted secretly, already on guard. At the critical moment, the Great Seal of my Buddha's Heart Demon in the sea of his consciousness flashed a light and captured the little devil's head. Then, the defensive formation on the handmade table was activated, instantly beating the little devil head to annihilation.
The little ghost head is the last stubbornness of the Huang family ghost boss.
At this point, his storage bag was no longer defended against Ning Zhuo.
There are more than a thousand spirit stones, two jade slips, namely the ghost cultivation technique "Nether Heart Sutra" and the ghost cultivation spell "Soul Guidance Technique Detailed Explanation". Such as a large number of cultivation materials are not only suitable for ghost cultivation.
"Fire Spirit?!" Ning Zhuo's pupils dilated slightly, and he found a fire essence weighing about ten pounds.
Joy suddenly appeared on his face.
Suppressing his excitement, Ning Zhuo pulled out the drawer and grabbed a handful of golden jade dew cake from the drawer.
As soon as the mana urged, he burned the wrapping paper on the surface of the cake, and some ashes flew out, just like the ashes of the corpse burning in the alchemy furnace.
He opened his mouth and stuffed all the pastries in his hand.
Chew.
Under the light of the spiritual light, his lips were bright red, and his white teeth were occasionally exposed. The golden jade dew cake was crushed between his teeth and lips, and the sandwich flowed out, confused. Like the many monks who were planted in his hands, they wailed loudly during the grinding, and then the flesh and blood were shattered, turning into the nourishment for Ning Zhuo's growth.
The world of monks is cruel, without such a gray business as wishing for up and down, without the contribution of these demonic monks, how could Ning Zhuo afford to eat so many golden silk jade dew cakes?
While eating the golden silk jade dew cake, Ning Zhuo happily counted the profits from yesterday's black market.
Selling up and down was satisfactory, allowing him to harvest 24,000 spirit stones.
Among them, his eldest brother Bening was responsible for purchasing 80 upper and lower ruyi ropes for the Ning family, contributing the majority.
In comparison, the three ghosts of the Huang family had very few spirit stones.
"The upper and lower ropes I make are the best lower hole ropes that can be purchased on the market. So the business has been good."
"From this point of view, the Ning family will make a big move with such a big combat readiness?"
"Alas, people in the cultivation world cannibalize people!"
"There are always people with ill intentions who bully ordinary teenagers like me."
"Since those three ghost cultivators came out to rob, they were naturally poor. However, those ten pounds of fire spirit were beyond my expectations, it was really a surprise."
"In this way, the fire essence I prepared has reached thousands of pounds, which is enough!"
Ning Zhuo has been secretly accumulating fire essence in the past few years. For safety reasons, he only buys a little bit from the market every time, and accumulates a lot. According to his speed, it would probably take more than a month to prepare ten pounds of fire essence.
Now, this large number of fire essences immediately filled his last gap.
After counting the harvest, Ning Zhuo counted the loss of the black market last night.
He took out a silver-gray token from his arms.
The front of the token is a blue character, and the back is a Chinese character.
Ning Zhuo threw it lightly, and the token disintegrated, extended, and expanded in the air, blooming with dazzling brilliance. After the brilliance dissipated, the mechanical battle armor Cang Tie Han Jia floated quietly in mid-air.
Ning Zhuo opened a section of the spine of the mechanical armor, where a foundation building pill was inlaid.
"There are only 30% of the foundation building pill left."
This elixir is quite critical, it is one of the elements that can exert the combat power of the foundation of the Iron Han Armor. Ning Zhuo himself only has the cultivation of the qi refining period.
"If the foundation building pill is used up, the blue iron armor will not be usable."
"Alas, it is very difficult to get the foundation building pill." Ning Zhuo frowned slightly.
This was Ning Zhuo's biggest loss yesterday.
There was also a new scar last night.
It was the stab mark left by the boss of the three ghosts of the Huang family, and Ning Zhuo was helpless about it.
If you look closely, you will find that the surface of this mechanical battle armor is actually scarred.
Some are old injuries, and some are marks left by Ning Zhuo during the battle after wearing them.
"Mother......" Ning Zhuo stroked the old scars, his eyes becoming sad.
Fourteen years ago, when he was only two years old, his mother told him before he died.
Therefore, he learned that there was a lava fairy palace in the Fire Persimmon Mountain, which was a mechanism immortal city, and the city spirit secretly selected monks to inherit the immortal city. His mother was one of the selected foundation building monks. Because of her outstanding strength, her mother was jointly targeted by other competitors, and finally she was seriously injured and incurable.
"The Immortal City continues to be dilapidated, and the selection criteria are lowered. "Humble child, by the time you are fourteen years old, the selection criteria for the Mechanism Immortal City will be lowered to the Qi Refinement Period." This will be your biggest opportunity!"
"Zhuo'er, you have to learn the mechanics well, don't let others know your investment in this area."
"You have to design the mechanism creation yourself, assemble it yourself, and control it yourself, these are the assessment content of the mechanism fairy city."
"If you are among the top few among the other selectors, you will be recognized as a machine seed and will be cultivated by the mechanism city. This is especially important to you, because you need the cultivation resources of the Immortal Palace more than other people with backgrounds."
"You must not use the Ning family exercises to practice until the foundation building period! Your mother and I are the seeds of the mechanism in the foundation building period, but unfortunately my dantian has been determined and cannot be replaced with exercises. Many tests in the lava palace are because I did not practice the exercises left by the three sect masters, and the difficulty has doubled, and in the end I have no choice but to stop."
"Ahem, cough, cough!"
Two-year-old Ning Zhuo cried in fear: "Mother, don't say it, you are vomiting blood!"
Ning Zhuo's mother stretched out her hand and stroked Ning Zhuo's little head, her eyes full of reluctance and worry: "Zhuo'er, my mother is sorry for you and can't protect you. If you don't have your father and mother, you will be alone in the future, and you can only rely on yourself."
"Don't be too loyal to your family. Your father made this mistake!"
"Before your father died, he asked the young patriarch Ning Xiaoren to let him take care of you. But this person, I see it clearly, the appearance is inconsistent, and I can't rely on it."
"Your uncle and aunt are desperate to save face, and the other is extremely stingy, they are not generous people, so you should also pay attention."
"Sometimes, your relatives and friends are often more dangerous than your enemies!"
"Don't perform too well, your parents are gone, and no one is your real support. You have to hide yourself well, don't behave too badly, just be moderate. You have to grow up ordinary, accumulate quietly, and don't attract attention."
"Mother has seen too much, how many geniuses have died early......"
"Mother's Iron Hanjia is left for you to protect, it has the power of building a foundation."
"And this magic weapon - my Buddha's Heart Demon Seal! This is what my mother got by chance from the Lava Immortal Palace, and it must not be exposed."
When Mother Ning Zhuo said this, her voice had declined to the limit.
She couldn't stop crying, staring at the two-year-old Ning Zhuo with all her might, she wanted to look at him and keep looking at him, but her vision gradually darkened.
At the last moment of her life, she fell into hesitation: "My mother doesn't know if it's right to teach you like this."
"Humble, you have to take care of yourself. If you really can't do it, just give up the Lava Fairy Palace."
"Life comes first, my mother hopes you will live and live well!"
"If you are alive, my mother will be happy."
Two-year-old Ning Zhuo clutched his mother's bloody clothes: "Mother, mother, don't say it. I don't want you to die, you don't want to die, woowoo......"
Ning Zhuo's mother finally said: "Good boy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid...... If your mother is here, your mother will protect you underground......"
The next moment, my mother's heart stopped beating, and her hand slowly slipped off the top of Ning Zhuo's head.
The two-year-old Ning Zhuo's body trembled violently like an electric shock, and he suddenly looked up - he looked like he was sixteen years old.
The once immature child's face, full of tears, has now been replaced by the resolute look of a grown teenager.
He has grown up and shoulders the entrustment and expectations of his mother before he died.
"Mother, the situation has changed!"
"The city lord, the Zhou family, and the Zheng family have joined forces to increase the clearance and suppression in the Red Flame Demon Cave, which greatly reduced the defensive pressure of the Lava Immortal Palace and reduced the loss a lot. There is no external pressure in the lava fairy palace, and the damage is maintained well, so the palace spirit has not taken the initiative to lower the selection criteria."
"This year, the Ning family also discovered the secret of the Lava Immortal Palace. If I wait until they are also involved in the defense, when will I be able to wait for the standard to be lowered?"
"Maybe I can't wait in this life!"
"Several major forces in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City are doing everything possible to cover up the Lava Immortal Palace, and they want to digest this opportunity within themselves, how can this be?"
"So, I have to do it myself!"
"Now, I have accumulated enough fire essence, definitely enough, to bombard the Asgard Palace and lower the standard."
"It's almost a hot monkey."