Chapter 44 Feng Soul Blood Fragrance
Ning Zhuo's heart was full of urgency.
Because he didn't know when the subsequent competitors would be seduced and entered the lava fairy palace to be tested.
It is likely that at the next moment, Meng Chong will enter the palace, and then go all the way through the customs, enter the maintenance room, and find Ning Zhuo's name.
"The other party has super immortal talent!"
"Is there any way to make my soul base at least double in a short period of time?"
Ning Zhuo frowned and opened several drawers
These drawers are stuffed with jade slips.
On each jade slip, there are simple markings.
Ning Zhuo rummaged through it, took out a jade slip from it, and pasted it on his eyebrows.
He drew his divine thoughts from the Upper Dantian Divine Sea, reached into the jade slip, and flipped through the information.
From the time he started earning spirit stones, he began to collect intelligence from the outside world. This good habit has lasted for more than ten years.
It was precisely by relying on this information that he had a better understanding of Fire Persimmon Immortal City. Otherwise, with his cultivation during the qi refining period, how could he understand monks like Jindan and Yuan Ying?
Although a lot of information is superficial, it can't stand Ning Zhuo's continued collection for more than ten years, constantly comparing the development of events before and after, and constantly speculating.
Ning Zhuo looked through many jade slips, mainly looking for information about souls.
Eleven years ago.
There was a demon cultivator from outside the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, named Hua Qian Soul. She planted flowers in a valley near the city, causing the sea of flowers to spread all over the mountains and create rumors that strange flowers were born. Many people are attracted to the sea of flowers, and their souls are drawn out and become flower fertilizer. In the end, a strange flower was indeed born, called the Soul Essence Flower. Hua Qianhun immediately took it away and quickly fled.
Eight years ago.
A piece of news about the appearance of the Seven Star Lamp was widely spread in the cultivation world. The Fire Persimmon Immortal City also learned about this.
The seven-star lamp was made by Kong Riyue, a famous minister of the Qingshan Kingdom. He wanted to change his life against the sky, so he made this lamp, intending to use the power of the stars to replace a part of his soul with a heavenly soul. In the end, because of the destruction of the hegemonic country's insider, he was about to fail.
The appearance of the Seven Star Lamp caused waves in several countries at that time, triggering countless monks to compete, and almost triggered a war between the Qingshan Kingdom and the Hegemonic Kingdom.
Five years ago.
A Jindan monk of the Holy Ape Sect walked the world and came to the Fire Persimmon Immortal City. During the settlement period, he went wrong in his practice and went crazy, and his soul actually fused with the spiritual pet angry heart ape. It caused a lot of damage to the Fire Persimmon Immortal City at that time, and the digital golden pills joined forces to kill it.
Four years ago.
In the cemetery at the foot of the mountain in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, a large number of ghost fires appeared, leading to a temporary trend of picking ghost fires.
Three years ago.
Seven hundred miles away from the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, there was a dry mountain, and a yellow spring appeared in the Death Valley in the mountain, attracting many monks to compete.
Two years ago.
A Nine Netherworld Black Dead Cat was born near the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, and the city lord personally fought for three days and three nights before expelling it.
The aftermath of the war deeply affected hundreds of miles of mountains and forests.
Many mountains are shrouded in death, and hundreds of ghosts walk at night.
The Fire Persimmon Immortal City was also affected. The city lord ordered a large number of monks to go out of the city uninterruptedly, purge the surroundings of the immortal city, and reorganize the mountains and rivers. The Nandou court allocated disaster relief funds and distributed a large amount of materials, which reawakened the natural vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth.
A year ago.
Dan Dao master Sun Lie came to the Fire Persimmon Immortal City to visit friends, and was entrusted by the Zhou family to refine the phoenix soul blood incense pill with the phoenix bird soul and essence blood. On the day of Dancheng, the phoenix roared around the beams for three days, which was called a wonder in the city.
Eighteen Cheng Pills were delivered to the Zhou family, and the remaining six caused fierce competition among the monks, resulting in one death and three injuries. The murderer Han Ming is still on the run......
"Fenghun Blood Incense Pill." Ning Zhuo's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.
He knew that this elixir was as red as blood, fragrant and had a strong effect on nourishing the soul and rejuvenating.
Ning Zhuo took out the token and threw it out.
The token disintegrated in the air, quickly turning into a battle armor.
Cang Tie Han Jia.
After the bombing of the Immortal Palace, the Han armor was not lightly damaged, especially on the back. Bigger breakage, from its interior. As a key mechanism accessory, only 10% of the foundation building pill remains.
"No way, we have to act!"
Ning Zhuo got into the iron armor, he bent down and picked up his crutches. After a burst of light and shadow change, the Hanjia mask turned into an old man, with vicissitudes of life, black and purple bags under his eyes, and deep wrinkles. He wore a tattered leather cloak, and the whip was disassembled, disguised as hair, hanging from head to top of his feet.
The hanging guest appears again.
Ning Zhuo stood in the corner and opened the teleportation array.
The next moment, he went deep underground.
He walked out of the teleportation room, passed by the huge pill furnace used for burning corpses, and his rickety figure gradually disappeared into the underground secret passage.
Fire persimmon fairy city, black market.
In the courtyard, a monk knelt on the ground.
His body trembled, his nose was blue, his face was swollen, and his face was full of fear, and he bowed his hands and begged for mercy: "Boss Sun, I will definitely pay back the money I owe. I will definitely be able to pay it back! You have to believe me, I ......."
Burst.
The next moment, the knife flashed, and one of the kneeling monk's arms was directly removed.
"Ah——!"
The kneeling monk was stunned for a moment, and then he howled in a tragic voice.
He covered his broken arm with his hands and fell to the ground, causing him to roll all over the ground in severe pain.
The huge wound spurted blood outward, and soon, a pool of blood formed.
Boss Sun laughed and admired the tragic situation in front of him.
He has short black hair, fleshy cheeks, and two blush colors, which is very cute.
His eyes were big, black and white. The skin is immature and smooth, and the body is short, and the overall appearance is that of a child of three or four years old.
This is all because he accidentally ate the Dingyan Pill when he was an infant and instead practiced a special technique.
Boss Sun is a monk in the foundation building period, and his full name is Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong sneered disdainfully: "You still want to lie to me? I have been in charge of the black market for so long, relying on my two tricks. I see people most accurately, can you deceive my spiritual eyes?"
He said as he fiddled with the dagger.
The dagger was extremely sharp, flying between Sun Lingtong's extremely flexible wrists and fingers, like butterflies spreading their wings and dancing in the moonlight.
At this moment, a monk respectfully stepped forward, stood in Sun Lingtong's ear, and whispered softly.
Sun Lingtong immediately restrained his smile, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"You guys pack up, a distinguished guest has arrived." Sun Lingtong waved his hand, and immediately two burly physicians with fleshy faces trotted over.
One person directly broke the neck of the monk with a broken arm, carried the body and left.
The other person cast a spell to clean up the courtyard.
After a while, the hanging guest was led into the small courtyard.
Sun Lingtong opened his arms and walked towards the bearded guest with a smile on his face: "Brother, what wind blew you here?"
The bearded guest had a hoarse voice and an indifferent expression: "Boss Sun, this time, I really have something to ask you."
"I want to attack Sun Lie."
Sun Lingtong's pupils shrank suddenly.