Ning family.
Ning Xiaohui had just taken a sip of tea when her expression suddenly changed drastically.
She accidentally knocked down the cup, immediately knelt on the ground, and reached out to grab her neck.
"I, I......" Ning Xiaohui couldn't breathe, her face was full of terrifying blues and purples.
The tea paralyzed her nasal cavity, mouth and tongue, and the poisonous foam caused by corrosion filled her nose and mouth, making her unable to breathe!
The next moment, Ning Xiaohui stretched out her hand and slapped it hard.
She directly cut her throat, and blood flowed. But because of this, she once again managed to breathe fresh air.
The Ning family guards who heard the sound saw Ning Xiaohui's scene, and were immediately shocked and hurriedly reported.
Ning Xiaohui had a stern face, and the spell in her hand was ready to go, aiming at anyone who wanted to get close to her.
The guards of the Ning family did not dare to act rashly.
When Ning Xiaohui saw her grandmother appear, she felt relieved and passed out.
Ning Zhuo Courtyard.
In the small secret room of cultivation in the bedroom, Ning Zhuo closed his eyes tightly and concentrated intently.
Drops of blood dripped down, dripping onto his chest and staining his clothes red.
It's a nosebleed.
Ning Zhuo went all out, using the mirror platform psychic technique to observe, controlling Yuan Dasheng with his heart seal, and from time to time dispatching the spiritual power in Dasheng's body to cast spells.
When Yuan Dasheng broke through the last door, it was covered in scars all over his body. Three fingers on his left hand were broken, and his right leg was almost cut off. It was still Ning Zhuo who commanded Yuan Dasheng to retreat, all the way to the maintenance room, and after self-repair, he had the ability to continue exploring.
Although the overall strength of the puppet Ning Zhuo is not as good as Yuan Dasheng's, the two are very compatible, one in front and one behind, one in long-range attack, and the other in close combat, which can have a qualitative change in combat power.
Relying on Yuan Dasheng alone, the difficulty has increased a lot.
Yuan Dasheng bravely broke through the three levels of Buddhism and stood in front of the door of choosing rewards again.
There was nothing to say, Ning Zhuo directly chose the "Cremation Prajna Spiritual Sutra" this time!
The content of the Buddhist scriptures was quickly conveyed to Ning Zhuo's heart.
"Sure enough, it's the same as I guessed!" Ning Zhuo was excited at first, and then stunned.
The content of the cremation prajna interpretation of the spiritual sutra moved him!
He endured his surging complicated feelings, and then ordered the Golden Blood War Ape Dasheng to push the door in first, enter another hall, and see the new Buddhist and Taoist Demon Gates again.
The three gates require the three skills cultivation of the sixth level of peak, which is not something Yuan Dasheng can enter.
Ning Zhuo echoed my Buddha's heart demon seal, allowing Yuan Dasheng to successfully withdraw from the level and enter the reward link again.
The dragon fire spirit was so angry that it was unbearable.
In the past, Ning Zhuo only cheated by himself, but now even his mechanism dolls are cheating!
The fairy palace shook, and Meng Yan made another move.
The dignified Yuan Ying monk was exhausted and tired, always worried that the Immortal Palace would riot, cause a volcanic eruption, cause a catastrophe, and devastate the living beings.
In the fairy palace, the years were quiet, and Ning Zhuo still had some little expectations.
"What should I choose this time?"
"Huh? Is there still a real lotus seed?"
"If it's not bad if it's not bad......"
Ning Zhuo thought for a while and chose the phantom true lotus seed again.
The second illusion true lotus seed followed the human life suspension thread and was sent to his divine sea, quickly blending with the previous magical power germ.
Soon, the lotus seeds that had just sprouted were fused into one, and the lotus seeds sprout doubled in height!
Seeing this scene, the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit suddenly became a little depressed.
It didn't expect that after Ning Zhuo suffered a loss, he would still want to gamble. Therefore, I chose the second phantom lotus seed.
All the phantom true lotus seeds rewarded in the Lava Immortal Palace reflected part of the essence of the magical power of human life.
Limited quantity, first come, first served.
But it is really too difficult and difficult to comprehend supernatural powers.
Ning Zhuo chose like this, and the dragon fire spirit gloated!
So, in the city lord's suspicious gaze, the Lava Immortal Palace, which was still rioting a moment ago, suddenly calmed down.
"What's going on with this palace spirit?" Meng Yan frowned, puzzled.
Yuan Dasheng pushed the door out, and then retreated to receive the reward.
For the third time, Ning Zhuo still chose the phantom true lotus seed!
Seeing this, the dragon fire spirit rolled happily, and the sound of ridicule echoed in the main hall.
The fourth and last time.
Ning Zhuo, who was unsustainable, still chose the phantom true lotus seeds.
After three phantom true lotus seeds were fused in a row, the germ of the lotus seeds had grown into a small lotus root arm.
What followed was a large number of insights, like flowing water, constantly impacting Ning Zhuo's heart.
Ning Zhuo quickly realized carefully, and in the process, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He was in a small secret room of cultivation at this time, surrounded by floating clouds, obscuring his vision.
But Ning Zhuo turned his head and stared in a certain direction, his brows furrowed, and the glow under his eyes flashed.
At the courtyard gate, there were Qi refining monks from the Ning family patrolling.
Da Da Da Da!
A series of rapid hooves came.
A carriage seemed to lose control and rushed towards the courtyard.
The Ning family monk first shouted loudly to stop, and then cast a spell.
But the spell couldn't stop the carriage, and the latter smashed the courtyard door and rushed into the courtyard.
After adjusting the direction slightly, he rushed to the bedroom where Ning Zhuo was.
"Enemy attack!"
The foundation building monk seemed to have fallen from the sky, and as soon as he blocked the carriage, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
Rumble!
The next moment, the carriage blew itself up, setting off a fierce heat, the fire soared into the sky, and the explosion waves poured out in all directions.
The explosion was filled with incandescent flames.
The roof of Ning Zhuo's house was first lifted, and then the walls were washed down, and all kinds of furniture and other arrangements in the room were wiped out in the explosion.
The violent explosion almost leveled the surroundings.
In the smoke and dust, the Ning family guards gathered again.
Only two foundation building periods remained, and the other two qi refining periods had already lost their bodies in the explosion.
One of the foundation building monks was the one who appeared to intercept the carriage, and his injuries were not light. But he didn't care about himself at all, but frantically searched for Ning Zhuo's whereabouts.
This is the target they must protect!
But the previous house had disappeared, and even the small cultivation room that Ning Zhuo had just built was left with only a small piece of broken walls.
"It's over, it's over, Ning Zhuo is dead!"
"No, we still have hope."
"Yes, yes, basement, there is a basement here."
So, the Ning family's double cultivators pinched their fingers and dug the ground frantically.
They quickly dug out a passage.
After entering the basement, they found that most of the frame in the basement was gone, and most of it had collapsed.
But what made them extremely happy was that Ning Zhuo was really here.
"You are still alive!"
"Thank God!!"
The Ning family's foundation building and double cultivation were all crying with joy.
Ning Zhuo's breath was weak, and his body seemed to be injured: "Second clan brother, don't talk about anything else, quickly set up a formation to protect me."
"In addition, hurry up and send a message to the family and ask the family to send someone to answer us."
One of them nodded wildly: "Yes, yes, you should do it!"
The temporary magic circle was built, and Ning Zhuo was in the formation.
Outside the formation, the two foundation-building guards did not dare to be careless in the slightest. Whatever the wind stirred up, the two of them would not say a word, and at the first time, they would activate their spells to smash over.
Soon after, the monk brigade received by the Ning family arrived here.
Ning Xiaoren took the lead and welcomed Ning Zhuo out of the magic circle: "Dear nephew, dear nephew, I am too worried for uncle when I hear the news of your attack, and I am anxious along the way!"
"Fortunately, you Ji people have their own celestial phenomena and survived this fatal killing opportunity."
"It's too dangerous!"
Ning Zhuo first saluted, and then asked: "Uncle Ning, the murderer was extremely vicious and blew up my residence. This was left to me by my mother, and now it is in ruins."
"When will you catch the demon cultivators who attacked me?"
"If I don't catch him, I won't be at ease for a moment!"
Ning Xiaoren looked embarrassed, considered the sentence, and persuaded Ning Zhuo not to be impatient.
"Right now, I will escort you back to the family residence first."
"You still live in my house, it's much safer."
This time, Ning Zhuo didn't have much room to refuse.
But after thinking about it, he still said: "Uncle Ning, I don't want to trouble you all the time."
"Speaking of which, when I was in school, I stayed at my uncle's house."
"Why don't I go to my uncle's house this time? Anyway, they are also on the inner perimeter of the clan land."
Ning Xiaoren thought for a while, then nodded in agreement: "Forget it."
"You can't live with me, and I won't force it."
"I will send some more guards to protect you day and night."
"You may not know that the geniuses of the Qi Refinement Period among the four major forces of Fire Persimmon Immortal City were all assassinated, each with their own injuries. Ning Xiaohui was already unconscious. Your condition is pretty good."
Ning Zhuo suddenly showed a look of horror and shouted in a low voice.
Ning Xiaoren sighed, his brows furrowed, worried.