352: Borrowing the immortal yuan from fellow daoists
Yin Ning did not stop, but Xuanmu caught up with him in three steps. As soon as he caught up, he asked: "Why is your flying speed so fast?"
"Get used to it and get up slowly." Yin Ning seemed unwilling to talk to Xuanmu and gave a reason casually. Xuanmu didn't bother to ask more questions, so he could only urge Yin Ning to continue flying towards the wind outlet.
Five days later, the two of them appeared at the intersection of the wind and the sea of fire. The flames of the sea of fire could not penetrate the storm. However, the fire here was hundreds of feet high, and the flames inside were even more scattered.
Emitting a faint blazing white light.
If Xuanmu hadn't forcibly cast a forbidden body shield on Yin Ning's body, Yin Ning's cultivation would have been burned to ashes by the scorching flames above the sea of fire.
At this time, Xuanmu looked forward quietly. In front of him was a huge storm. It was like a giant beast opening a big black mouth to swallow everything. The sharp and shrill wind sounds were like
Groups of fierce ghosts roared inside. Use your spiritual consciousness to probe into it. It doesn't look like a place for spiritual cultivation, but more like you are in the underworld.
"Whoosh...!" Yin Ning couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when she heard the shrill sound of the wind. Her eyes were full of rain, and she pouted in grievance. "Mumu, you won't leave me here."
Don’t care about this, right?”
"Don't worry, am I that kind of person?" Xuanmu rolled his eyes, and then asked: "Are you going in with me? Or are you staying outside?"
"I will go wherever you go." Yin Ning mustered up her courage and said firmly.
"Okay then!" Xuanmu said, with his left hand closed, he put Yin Ning into the storage ring again.
"Ah...! Why is it here again? Let me out!!!!" Yin Ning thought that Xuanmu would take her into the vent, but she didn't expect that Xuanmu would actually put him in the storage ring.
There was a lot of yelling and screaming in the ring.
When Xuanmu saw this, he frowned and originally wanted to scold him, but he knew that it was unwise to argue with a woman, so he could only ignore it, stepped out of the air, and disappeared into the wind in a flash.
.
It was pitch black, and he couldn't open his eyes, but he could feel the endless murderous intention hidden in the wind. This vent was different from the outside world, and countless monks died in it. Among them, the monks who survived were all powerful ones.
The killing load carried on his body is no less than that of Xuanmu, the evil god.
This murderous intention was an aura created by endless resentment and evil spirits, but Xuanmu felt a majestic spiritual consciousness quickly enveloped him.
"You dare to come to the wind, are you tired of living?" A rather old and heavy voice came from a distance. The old man's long gray hair was twisted and rolled in the storm, and his gray robe was also in the air.
It was fluttering wantonly, but there was no sign of tearing. Its body was rushing towards the black wood like the wind.
"You killed someone!!!" Xuanmu said in a calm tone. Just as he opened his mouth, the old man had already approached Xuanmu.
"I have indeed killed people. I have killed countless wind monks. You are just one of them." The old man smiled arrogantly, but suddenly opened his huge mouth and was about to swallow the black wood.
inside his body.
Xuanmu's body moved and flew towards the old man following the old man's movements.
"Haha... With your level of cultivation, you dare to come in and put a gap in my teeth..." The old man laughed wildly, but his words suddenly stopped. The blood in his mouth surged, and then he saw something inside his body.
The immortal essence was quickly sucked up by the Killing Sword.
At this moment, the old man's body strangely retreated hundreds of feet. This happened almost in the blink of an eye, but Xuan Mu raised his right hand in the air. A silver lightning suddenly struck the old man's body from the heavy storm.
The old man's body suddenly stopped, and then quickly dried up, his eyes were lifeless. It was torn apart by the strong wind and turned into countless pieces of minced meat.
"You are the first one who can escape after being stabbed by my Killing Sword. The speed of the wind monk should not be underestimated." Xuanmu said lightly, grabbed the Killing Sword in his hand, and continued to move deeper into the wind.
He stepped away. He believed that the one who just appeared was just a clown. There should be monks much more powerful than this old man in the center of the wind.
"Come out. I have already felt your presence." Suddenly, Xuanmu frowned and said as if muttering to himself.
"Young man, you are very good. I didn't expect that I can't hide my concealment skills from you." Another old man, with a skinny face, looks like he is in his sixties. He is wearing a white shirt, white hair and white beard. He appears from the storm.
, it is still more than ten miles away from Xuanmu, but it has already been discovered by Xuanmu.
"Did Chen Xuanfeng die in your hands?" As soon as the old man appeared, he asked solemnly.
"Yes." Xuanmu nodded, which was regarded as an admission. He was not afraid of provoking this old man. No matter how powerful the wind cultivator was, there was no way he could have electricity. The mu Shuangxiu cultivator was powerful, not to mention that he also had an invincible killing sword in his hand.
"You should think about it yourself!!"
"Why do I need to think about it? I am just a casual cultivator in the Fengkou territory, and Chen Xuanfeng has no close relationship with me." The old man changed his tone and immediately smiled: "I wonder why fellow Taoist Xuanmu came to my Fengkou?
Let me tell you, maybe I can help you a little bit."
"How do you know I'm here for something?" Xuanmu sneered.
"Is it possible that fellow Taoist monks are here to enjoy the breeze? It seems impossible!!" the old man said with a half-smile.
"Indeed, your Fengkou place doesn't have any good scenery to enjoy. You are right, I am here for something. If you can help me, the benefits will naturally be yours."
"Oh, fellow Taoist, please tell me!" the old man asked with interest.
Xuanmu smiled and said, "I wonder if I can borrow the immortal energy from my fellow Taoist?"
The old man frowned immediately and said angrily: "What use do you want my immortal energy for? If you are here to provoke me, I am not afraid of you."
"Hmph!~! If I wanted to kill you, why would I keep you here until now?" Xuanmu snorted coldly, with quite a bit of disdain in his tone.
"Okay, how much immortal energy do you want?" The old man relaxed his brows a little and asked in a tentative tone.
"A bottle." Xuanmu replied lightly. With a flick of his right hand, a small blue and white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.
"If you want a bottle of immortal essence, I'm not without it. But, what are the benefits you mentioned?"
"Benefit, what benefit do you want? Spirit crystal or elixir, it's up to you to choose." Xuanmu's eyes lit up when he heard this. Since the old man intends to trade with him, then he doesn't have to bother. After all, he really wants to commit suicide.
It is also extremely difficult to obtain the immortal essence from this old man. To kill this old man, it is only possible to use the Killing Sword. However, if the Killing Sword is used, then the wind element immortal essence cannot be obtained.
"How many spiritual crystals do you have? Can I have five thousand?" The old man immediately showed interest and asked.
Xuanmu frowned immediately and sneered: "Are you going to rob? Which is more important, your life or the spiritual crystal?"
"Of course life is important, but spiritual crystals are also important!" The old man had no intention of compromising, and it was very possible that he had guessed Xuanmu's thoughts.
"Five hundred spirit crystals, I never bargain with others. If you want to bargain with me, then I hope you go to the underworld to bargain with the King of Hell." Xuanmu said, grabbing the killing sword in his hand and using it.
Cut it down with one sword.
"Slowly..., wait...I promise you," the old man said quickly, with a wry smile on his face. Xuanmu was both angry and funny.
"Well, these are five hundred spirit crystals." Xuanmu didn't waste any time. He grabbed a spirit bag and an elixir bottle in his hand, wrapped them in a forbidden shield, and threw them towards the old man.
The old man's consciousness swept away, and he put the spirit bag into his clothes with a smile. He grabbed the elixir bottle with his right hand and pushed the immortal essence in his body towards the elixir bottle. Gradually, he saw blue-gray light.
Scattered from the mouth of the bottle.
Gradually, I saw that a bottle of immortal essence was filled. This bottle of immortal essence was for a monk at the peak of his immortal body. No one had donated so much blood, so the old man did not feel any discomfort. He put the bottle of immortal essence into the bottle.
The mouth of the bottle was blocked with a stopper. A faint protective light was wrapped around the elixir bottle and it was thrown towards Xuanmu.
Xuanmu took the old man's immortal essence, cupped his fists, and said: "I don't know what to call friends? How about you and I making friends?"
"Pindao's surname is Li and his last name is "Ran". I don't know how you call him?"
"Xuanmu...!" Xuanmu said with a faint smile, and put the elixir bottle full of immortal essence into the storage ring. He sent a spiritual thought to Yin Ning and said: "Swallow this immortal essence quickly.
It will be of great benefit to your cultivation."
"I don't want it." Yin Ning was already angry, but when she heard Xuanmu's words, she actually lost her temper. "Who told you not to let me out?"
"Should I let you out? Are you looking for death? Your father told me to take good care of you." Xuanmu had no choice but to channel his spiritual thoughts again.
Li Ran hugged Xuanmu and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Xuanmu, since I have nothing else to do, I will leave now."
"Good to go." After Xuanmu saw Li Ran leaving dozens of miles away, he quickly rushed out of the wind outlet and released Yin Ning from the storage ring.
"It's so hot." Yin Ning shouted as she came out of the storage ring. She was covered in sweat, and her entire clothes were quickly soaked with sweat. And her body was almost unstable and fell from the air. She was distracted.
As soon as he closed it, he stood tremblingly in the air, looking at Xuanmu with an angry face, and immediately blinked his phoenix eyes curiously and said, "Are you angry?"
"No, just swallow and refine that bottle of immortal essence. After refining, you should be able to advance to the top Nascent Soul stage." Xuanmu said with an impatient look. As he said that, he blessed Yin Ning with another restriction.
Body shield.
"What is Xianyuan? Is it really useful?" Yin Ning blinked her watery eyes and asked with a look on her face.
"You'll know after you swallow a little." Xuanmu had no intention of talking nonsense with Yin Ning, so he only said this.