Chapter 50 is thrown away!
Sun Lie opened his mouth slightly after hearing this, and shook his head after a long time: "Very few."
"So, the real value of the Lava Immortal Palace does not lie in the inheritance of mechanical techniques, but in the foundation technique of the Three Gates and Three Dantians?"
Faith nodded: "The city lord is far-sighted, how can we guess at will?"
"Mechanism art has been a partial door among the cultivation arts from ancient times to the present, what is worth pursuing?"
"Such three foundation laying techniques are the most valuable treasures!"
Sun Lie nodded and sighed: "I see."
Meng Chong clenched his fists, his fighting spirit ignited: "I must obtain three exercises, fellow practitioners upper, middle, and lower three dantians!"
"I can't wait. Elder Sun, tell me quickly, how to use thunder to help Sangong?"
Sun Lie laughed: "It's very simple."
"After this battle, you should be able to take the initiative to control the thunderstorm."
"At that time, when you disperse your skills, you can speed up the process by turning on the thunder at the same time."
"The talent of running thunder is extremely wide-ranging, not only for scattering skills, but also for accelerating when accumulating mana."
"In fierce battles, it can help you add thunderous power and restrain yin enemies."
"If ordinary monks want to refine their magical powers, they have to start with natal spells step by step. You have immortal resources rushing like thunder, like a seed of magical power. If you grow step by step, you can transform it into magical powers!"
"There are other applications, you can slowly experience and explore them in the future."
"But be careful, this talent consumes the three treasures of your essence and spirit, and you must not abuse it excessively."
Meng Chong sighed and clenched his fists in thanks.
Sun Lie looked at Fei Si again: "Then Han Ming has come to spy on me three or five times before, and he will never forget the Fenghun Blood Incense Pill."
"I was scrupulous that she was a disciple of the Soul Eater Sect before, so I tolerated it privately and didn't pursue it too much."
"This time, she actually wanted to kill me. She and I are already enemies of life and death!"
"Those six Phoenix Soul Blood Incense Pills were all added by me with a tasteless medicinal incense. I only need to refine a bottle of elixir, and after you take it, you can smell the fragrance of the medicine."
"Follow the medicinal incense, and you can track down the Fenghun Blood Incense Pill! Even if it is taken by a monk, as long as it is not detected or cracked, it can be smelled within a few months."
Although Sun Lie is rough and informal, he has been walking in the cultivation world for so many years, and he is not a vegetarian.
In fact, how can a person who can set up a situation to stimulate his ignorant nature not have a strategy?
Faith nodded, changed his previous attitude, and bowed his hands and said: "As expected of a master of the Dan Dao. I misunderstood it before, please forgive me."
He was a dignified golden elixir, and he saluted a foundation builder like this, but he made Sun Lie look at him highly.
Sun Lie is also an old man, nodding slightly, no longer mocking Faith, but praising with deep meaning: "The lord of Fire Persimmon City has a good subordinate."
After dividing the stolen goods, Sun Lingtong said goodbye to Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo's voice was hoarse and his expression was indifferent: "Boss Sun, thanks to your help this time. I remember this favor in my heart."
Sun Lingtong smiled: "Hey, brother, my previous proposal, do you think about it again?"
"Is it not an empty door to join?" Ning Zhuo shook his head, "I'm not interested."
In Ning Zhuo's opinion: He is the Ning family, he is the righteous path, and he wants to plot against the Lava Immortal Palace, but he has a good life, so why should he devote himself to the demonic path?
Although strictly speaking, the Empty Sect is not considered a demonic sect, but the evil sect is certain.
Sun Lingtong also shook his head: "But you are suitable to join my faction."
These words made Ning Zhuo's heart move slightly.
He thought of his own speculation in the Lava Immortal Palace, he probably had a talent hidden, and this talent was superior to Zhao Chi.
Ning Zhuo said tentatively: "I heard that the empty door likes to recruit cultivation seeds with hand talent. For example, stealing incense and jade hands, void misalignment hands, streamer shadow weaver hands, seven skillful hands, cloud-piercing hands, etc."
"Could it be that I have this kind of talent, which is why Boss Sun has always valued me?"
Sun Lingtong shook his head: "I'm not the elder in the sect, how can I tell that?"
"I think your temperament is born to be a person in the demonic path."
Ning Zhuo's tone sank: "Don't make such a joke in the future."
Sun Lingtong stared and shouted: "Don't believe it, my eyes are the most accurate in seeing people."
"Enough." Ning Zhuo interrupted.
Sun Lingtong chuckled: "Forget it. What to do with these stolen elixirs?"
Ning Zhuo said: "Capturing Han Ming alive is my true purpose. These elixirs are hot in your hands, just deal with them."
"I don't believe that Sun Lie was spying on Han Ming many times and didn't do anything about the elixir."
Sun Lingtong gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you are still as cautious as ever. However, is it a pity to dispose of them all?"
"According to my method of not leaving the door empty, as long as I am given a period of time to test, even the most secret back hand can be detected."
"After all, that Sun Lie is just the peak of foundation building."
Ning Zhuo shook his head: "I strongly do not recommend you do this."
"This time, we accidentally bumped into Meng Chong. He is the grandson of Yuan Ying, and our actions are likely to be interpreted as a conspiracy against Meng Chong."
"I'm afraid that now, Faith has already begun to investigate us."
"Time is running out, and you are not allowed to test slowly. No matter how careful you are, you should deal with all these pills immediately!" Ning Zhuo emphasized again.
Sun Lingtong patted his heart and nodded: "You're right, I still want to stay in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City."
"It's just, how to deal with it?"
Ning Zhuo snorted coldly: "Isn't this simple? Throw it directly into the fire persimmon forest."
Sun Lingtong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful!"
Saying goodbye to Sun Lingtong, Ning Zhuo took the loot and returned to the underground base.
In a gloomy underground cell.
A basin of cold water was splashed on Han Ming's face.
Han Ming lowered his head, his eyes closed, and did not move.
The bearded guest Ning Zhuo let out a hoarse sneer: "Stop pretending, Han Ming. You have already regained your sanity before half a cup of tea."
Han Ming gritted his teeth and opened his eyes suddenly, murderous intent and hatred were unabashed: "How dare you eat black!"
"I am a disciple of the Soul Eater Sect, you want to kill me, think about the consequences!"
Ning Zhuo sighed in his heart: He wanted to hide himself, secretly worked hard, and attacked the Lava Immortal Palace, without thinking about offending the Demon Sect Sect.
But it can't be helped.
His current situation is that he can only bite the bullet and move forward, take a step back, no, a little slower, it will be an abyss, and there will be no return.
"Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people."
The helplessness in my heart doesn't have to be poured out.
Ning Zhuo looked at Han Ming and stared at her quietly.
Han Ming was stared at by Ning Zhuo and felt furious in his heart.
She gradually misunderstood, her face softened, and she put on a weak posture of helplessness and had to compromise in order to survive: "Okay, this time I admit it, you let me go, I promise you to do anything."