My narration is not quite right Chapter 142: Anger
Of course, if you want the five qi to connect, you can't rush it, and you still need to put in a lot of hard work.
However, this is not difficult for Ning Yan. According to the characteristics of the idle flow of his natal skills, he only needs to keep his mood comfortable, don't be picky about food, pay attention to nutritional balance, and wait for "He Transforms into the Self-Heaven" to practice hard by himself.
Sixth level in half a step is just around the corner.
But then again, he has broken through to the seventh level, doesn’t anyone care about him?!
Previously, he excitedly shared the good news of his martial arts breakthrough with Miss Jing, but she was absent-minded and just sent back a congratulation. It was Yan Yan's turn to be even more outrageous. He couldn't find anyone before he finished speaking. p>
At least give me a chance to pretend...
[Three months! It only took you three months to reach a state that countless people would find difficult to achieve in their lifetime! Are you satisfied? Of course not! You want more! Wake up and take control of the world, Zui
Lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, everything you desire is within your reach after your breakthrough this time... It doesn't matter that the three flowers of essence, energy, and spirit gather at the top. Only when you step into the refining pass is the day when you can truly display your magical powers! Only you.
Only then did I know what kind of terrifying existence was conceived in the Golden Lotus Dharma Fetus...】
I don’t know! Why are we just playing riddles here?
However, Ning Yan listened for a long time, all of which were meaningless boasts. The only useful information was that after he broke through to the refining level, he would have a very powerful Dharma form?
That's all, just treat it like a dog and come out to celebrate my great achievements. It's also considered filial piety...
The Dharma mentioned in the narration is somewhat far away from Ning Yan now, but there is another immediate benefit of breaking through to the seventh level.
He has already comprehended the third change of "He Transforms into the Self-Heaven".
Speaking of which, I have to thank Zheng Tiangong. He provided the key to unlocking the third level of change, which is regret.
Between life and death, there are too many unfinished things and deep regret.
This is why Ning Yan is willing to help Zheng Tiangong. After all, there are not many kind-hearted people like Lao Zheng who can help him to cultivate his skills and understand the secret skills. It is time to take good care of him and let this cold world have more truth, goodness and beauty.
The Lazy Dog Skill still did not have a detailed name for this change in the summary of the skill. Ning Yan took it upon himself to give it a very simple and unpretentious name based on his insights before the battle, and the name was——
Taking advantage of others.
Unfortunately, he hadn't figured out the detailed effects of this move yet. He originally planned to test it on Chu Qingtan, but he didn't know that the opponent was very slippery. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he just slipped away, leaving him free to slay the dragon.
But there is nowhere to put your skills to use.
And because the plundering was too overbearing, in order to prevent some irreversible hidden dangers, he did not dare to conduct random experiments on Jing'er and other closely related people. He could only wait until he had the opportunity to do it later.
By the way, I still don’t know how Miss Jing and the others are doing now... Ning Yan opened the bead curtain and walked out of the bedroom, and his mind quickly returned to reality.
The sandalwood in the outer room has burned out, leaving only a small half of the incense ashes. There are two futons in the small Buddhist hall in the compartment. There are slight dents on the surface, and they seem to have a vague warmth. Wash your hands.
The area near the basin was covered with water stains and looked very messy.
Jing'er has taken care of the little princess for so many years that it has almost become instinctive to clean up the housework. Besides, she always likes to be clean, so there is no way she can run away leaving a mess on the floor. Ning Yan frowned and collected the scattered futon for her. It seemed that
What unexpected thing happened that made them leave in such a hurry.
Realizing this, he didn't want to wait here anymore and immediately opened the door and left.
After the imperial banquet, the princess's palace had organized personnel to arrange evacuation. Now the corridor was quiet. He ran all the way without any hindrance. It was not until he reached the entrance of the fourth floor that he discovered that there was someone waiting here.
When the man saw Ning Yan, he cupped his hands and said, "But Mr. Ning is in front of you?"
Ning Yan remembers him as Zhao Yuanxiang, one of the few guests in the princess's palace who did not betray him.
Zhao Yuanxiang's expression was not very good, and he said in a deep voice: "Miss Jing asked me to tell you that something happened to Zhu Miao'er!"
……
Zhu Miaoer seemed to have had a long, long dream.
In the dream, she returned to Baigongmen again, just like when she was a child. She only had to focus on learning and practicing every day. There were no intrigues, no headaches from Si Tianjian's orders, but such monotonous days were what she missed the most.<
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The Baigong Sect is somewhat different from other sects in that it does not hide the Zhen Sect's secret art "Fa Tian Shen Dao". As long as the corresponding talents are shown, all disciples in the sect can practice it. She once missed this secret skill due to cowardice, and now
If I have the chance to start over, I naturally want to get what I want.
Under the watchful eyes of all the fellow apprentices, Zhu Miaoer walked towards Chuan Gong Pavilion with confidence.
As long as you reveal your Dharma form, you should be able to...
Wait, that’s not right, why can’t I even cultivate the acquired Qi?
The expressions of the fellow apprentices around him gradually became unfamiliar. The more Zhu Miaoer mobilized his Qihai, the more confused everything in front of him became, until...
"Poof!"
She suddenly sat up and spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and the dazzling red stained most of the quilt.
"Miss Zhu, are you okay?"
Jing'er, who was standing by, immediately stepped forward to hold her hand, and used a burst of energy to try to relieve the other party's injury, but the result she got made her heart tighten.
Why is my body so empty? It’s just...
Just like ordinary people.
Zhu Miaoer came back to her senses slowly, and subconsciously touched her face as soon as she woke up.
Fortunately, the illusion was not discovered.
The illusion on her face gave her a lot of sense of security, but when she thought of the scene before coma, her heart suddenly lifted: "I met Sikong Jian! Remember to tell Ning Yan that if you meet him, you will definitely
Be careful, and don’t look into his eyes!”
"Sikongjian is not in a hurry. How are you now?"
A gentle voice came from the corner of the room, and Zhu Miaoer turned around timidly. Facing that familiar face, she hesitated for a long time, too embarrassed to answer.
Ning Yan's calm face showed no emotion at all, and he stood quietly like this, his eyes extremely deep.
[While Yuchi’s Taoist cultivation has been completely lost, right now is...]
Shut up!
The next moment, the system prompts stopped suddenly, as if they had never happened before, and his mind returned to clarity.
What Jing'er saw, Ning Yan could also see through "He Transforms into the Sky".
How could it be like this in just half a day's work!
"I'm sorry." Seeing Ning Yan approaching step by step, Zhu Miao'er couldn't help but shrink into the bed and forced out an ugly smile, "I couldn't keep Qiushui..."
Looking at her on the verge of tears, Ning Yan felt an indescribable bitterness and said with relief: "It's okay, as long as everything is okay."
But the more Ning Yan didn't care, the more guilty Zhu Miaoer felt.
If she hadn't been careless and rash, Qiushui would not have been lost, and her cultivation would not have been ruined. In a big circle, instead of helping, she was holding back everything.
It shouldn't be like this...
When Ning Yan walked to the bed, Zhu Miaoer's eyes had become misty. Without all her cultivation, she was just a fragile girl after all.
"You take good care of yourself and leave the rest to me..."
Perhaps it was because Ning Yan's tone was too contagious, or perhaps because she had accumulated too many grievances. As soon as she started talking, Zhu Miaoer couldn't restrain herself anymore and threw herself into Ning Yan's arms and cried loudly.
Ning Yan didn't feel any charm in this scene. He just patted her shoulder gently and whispered: "Let's sleep a little longer. It will be fine when you wake up."
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhu Miaoer cried and fell asleep. Ning Yan carefully took out her hand so that she could sleep peacefully.
When Jing'er saw this scene, she suddenly exclaimed: "You, are you bleeding?"
Ning Yan knew that she was talking about the wound on the palm of his hand that he had pinched. In order to suppress the attraction of the Yuchi Taoist body to him, he could only use this most primitive method to stimulate his senses and allow him to concentrate.
"It's okay." A flash of blood flashed in his eyes, and the crack in his palm began to heal slowly: "Let's not talk about it for now, is there any elixir at the princess's mansion that can cure Miss Zhu?"
"If the Dharma form is broken, there is still a chance to save it, but you also saw it..."
Jing'er looked back at Zhu Miao'er who was sleeping deeply. There were still traces of tears on her face that could not be wiped away. She couldn't help but sigh: "Total destruction of Qihai Jinque is equivalent to ripping out all her martial arts foundation. It's really hard to rebuild the world."
It’s too difficult.”
Ning Yan nodded silently, indicating that he understood, and immediately walked out the door.
Jing'er hurriedly called to him: "Where are you going?"
"Go out and do something."
"I, I'm with you!"
Ning Yan paused. The other party's unreasonable solicitude made him a little surprised, and he said amusedly: "Why do you think Sikong Jian dared to put her back?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he continued: "I am the only one who can uncover the secrets of the Taoist soldiers, and I am the one with the lowest cultivation level. Wanting to capture Sikong Jian single-handedly is tantamount to wishful thinking. Therefore, it is necessary to deal with the Wusheng Cult."
With the help of the princess's palace and the escort force of Feizhou, this is his plan..."
Jing'er understood and said: "You mean he wants to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"
"It's not that simple. Taking the middle cabin as the boundary, what do you think is the advantage of the lower half compared to the upper half?"
"Where, where..."
Ning Yan raised two fingers and said, "Two words, there are many people."
"The number of passengers in the lower half of the floor is more than a hundred times more than that of the upper half. Traffickers and lackeys, people in the grass and green forests, people from all walks of life... These passengers are from all walks of life and come from all places. It is completely unrealistic to check them from beginning to end. What if they
It breaks out at the same time, and no one who falls in it will be happy."
A cruel scene of countless people being swarmed appeared in Jing'er's mind. She lowered her head and thought for a long time. When she raised her head again, there was no confusion in her eyes: "If there is no room for turning around, I will take action to cut off the mess. I will not commit any sins."
Bear it voluntarily."
Ning Yan glanced at her in surprise. He originally thought that Zen Buddhism emphasized compassion. According to common bloody plots, usually some pig teammates would have a heart attack in this situation. He didn't expect that Miss Jing would be so determined to kill. "
But I underestimated you."
"But have you ever thought about what to do with the distinguished guests in the upper cabin? The princess temporarily commandeered the upper cabin as a palace. Naturally, these nobles can only squeeze into the middle cabin. Once the Wusheng Cult breaks through the defense between cabins, they
He will become a hostage. If you don't care about it, how will you let the princess get along with the Holy Lord?"
"Besides, the situation may be even worse, if they also fall under Sikong Jian's evil spell..."
No matter how high the flying boat flies, it will eventually land, and the destination of this trip is Gyeonggi-do.
The hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the gateway to Bianjing.
Jing'er couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat at the thought that there might be countless Wusheng Taoist soldiers sneaking into Bianjing City among the passengers, including many dignitaries.
At that time, it’s not just the princess’ safety that we have to worry about.
Ning Yan spread his hands and said helplessly: "This is a conspiracy. Sikong Jian has calculated that the princess's mansion is short of manpower, and Wu Shengjiao can advance, attack, retreat or defend. They are not in a hurry at this moment. I'm afraid they will wait until tomorrow.
Gyeonggi Province is the time to really take action."
Jing'er bit her teeth gently and said forcefully: "Si Tianjian will not just sit idly by and ignore it."
"Si Tianjian is not omnipotent. Just because the Wu Sheng Cult has not been completely eradicated yet, Sikong Jian has the confidence to give it a try. He is betting that Lord Five Dou Xing cannot clean up this mess. If he loses, the worst he can do is return to his hometown of Vacuum.
, anyway, these lunatics don’t take their own lives seriously. If they win the bet, the consequences will be disastrous."
Ning Yan's last hope was ruthlessly shattered, and Jing'er felt a chill running down her back. She finally understood why the court was so harsh on the issue of Wu Sheng Cult, even using the words "all followers will be killed"
, would rather kill by mistake than let go.
But what can she do? There is only one person who can see through Wu Sheng Taoist soldiers. Now it is a situation where the head is focused on the head but not the tail.
Is it possible that we really want to kill everyone on the flying boat...
Seeing Jing'er in a dilemma, Ning Yan sighed slightly. In fact, he still didn't explain anything clearly.
If it was just for the little princess, there would be no need to go to such great lengths. Sikong Jian's release of Zhu Miao'er was more for him.
See if he will bite this bait.
"Miss Jing, I'll leave this to you. Don't let anyone get close to the princess, including..." Ning Yan paused, and then said: "Including Miss Zhu."
"Sikong Jian's Taoist soldiers, Li Yan's Gu techniques...the methods used by these two people are all aimed at avoiding direct contact with the princess. They will not show up until the last moment, as long as they ensure that no one is around the princess.
, at least you can get a period of peace."
"What's more, Princess Youqing also has her own trump card. She is not as weak as you think."
After that, he stopped staying and went straight into a small, deserted room.
Ning Yan closed the door and walked to the window. The sky outside was getting darker and it was probably close to midnight.
Only then did he take out a copper plate from his waist and said that it was found in the dungeon with Zhu Miaoer.
Ning Yan pinched his fingers and watched carefully for a while. His fingering technique changed, and the copper plate swam at his fingertips as if it was alive. Then it suddenly jumped up, and the afterimages it brought out were like lightning.
Just when it was about to fall, he took it again and grabbed it in his palm, causing the air waves to make the window bang.
"Huh...is this your challenge?"
According to the character of the system, at this juncture, it must say something like "If you want to fight, I will fight" to heighten the atmosphere, but now it is very quiet.
Without its deliberate guidance, Ning Yan's fighting spirit has reached its peak!
He was not very angry that Qiu Shui was taken away. After all, the magic weapon was just a foreign object and dead. It was a pity to miss it, but it didn't matter.
What he was angry about was that Zhu Miaoer's cultivation was ruined, and what he was angry about was that he actually had...
There is an unspeakable sense of shame.
That was the forbidden concubine he was interested in. Not only did those despicable pigs and dogs not respect her as a god, they actually dared to destroy her cultivation. She deserved death!
Even if it was only for a short moment, this dark thought finally emerged.
To this day, Ning Yan can't tell whether this is an inner narration told to him by the system or something he himself has.
But he still remembers the eight words he told himself when he first entered the path of spiritual practice.
Stick to your heart and do whatever you want.
His initial impression of Zhu Miaoer was not good, or rather bad. But in the process of getting along with him, he was unconsciously infected by the innocence of this silly girl, so much so that when he tricked her into working for free, he actually had a trace of it.
I can’t bear it.
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The last time he was so soft-hearted can be traced back to the time when he was forced to work overtime by a PUA at work when he just graduated from college.
In this world, it would be better to have more people like Zhu Miaoer, but people like Sikongjian...
The less the better.
Ning Yan put away the copper plate and took out the brocade box that had been hidden for a long time from his arms. As soon as he opened the lid, a strong sense of blood rushed to his face.
This blood energy instantly ignited the fire in his body, and the burning feeling of hot blood made his whole body feel like it was about to be torn apart.
His head was firmly pressed against the door panel, he clenched his teeth and tried not to make any sound, while the divine bird pattern slowly appeared on his exposed neck.
Many people - including Wu Qing and Jing'er - have a misunderstanding about Ning Yan. Even if he repeatedly defeats the strong with the weak, they only think that he is cunning and wise, or that he is lucky and can always avert danger.
Martial arts civilization has developed to this day, and it has long been determined which one is weaker among the ninth ranks. The form refining pass is more powerful than the body refining pass, and the eighth rank... Oh, no, it is now the seventh rank, but it cannot beat the fifth rank. p>
But, is this really insurmountable...
Ning Yan closed his eyes and allowed the violent power to burst out in his body. He took a deep breath and murmured in an inaudible whisper.
Like talking to oneself, like fighting against those prejudices.