"First we must advance to Ning Yuan!" Floating in the sea water, Ning Chen began to plan the follow-up plan.
"It has been some time since I was promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining. The foundation has been laid solidly. The quality and quantity of Qi are sufficient. The purity of the Three Pure Qi is no less than that of ordinary Qi. After being promoted to Condensing Yuan, there will be another qualitative change.
Not to mention the late stage of Condensation, it is estimated that we should be able to fight in the middle stage of Condensation.
In addition, I still have hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones in my hand. No matter how high the quality of the "Three Pure Taoist Scriptures" is, it should be enough. If it doesn't work, I still have some medium-grade spiritual stones. There is no shortage of cultivation resources.
The third stage of Condensing Yuan is a process of purifying true essence and condensing spiritual consciousness. There is no qualitative change in itself. Most monks have difficulty making progress due to their skills and qualifications, but I don't have this worry. When I advance to Condensing Yuan, I can deduce "Three Stages of Condensing Yuan".
The follow-up exercises in the Qingdao Sutra cannot be said to be able to quickly pass the test."
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"Brother, look there is a dead man on the sea!" Ning Chen was lying on the sea drifting with the current when he heard a crisp shout from not far away.
Ning Chen did not dare to enter the deep sea now. Although he was lying on the sea and floating with the current, he also knew that he was gradually drifting towards the shore, and it would not be long before he reached the shore.
This place is less than fifty miles away from the coast, and there are even few ferocious beasts. Not long ago, a merchant ship came into view and gradually sailed towards him. Ning Chen did not feel that there were monks on board this ship. It must be just an ordinary ship.
The ships carrying merchants and passengers were ignored.
"Ah Shan, Ah Wu, hurry up and get the fishing net and fish him out. This guy might be a monk. Let's see if he has anything valuable on him." The crisp voice continued.
Ning Chen was helpless, shouldn't he first see if he could be saved?
"He is a monk, and he has valuable things with him, but the only pity is that I am not dead yet." A faint word came to the ears of the people on the bow of the ship, and in a flash, the young man who had just been soaking in the sea had appeared.
in front of me.
The young man in front of him was dressed in green clothes and had an ordinary face. Only his eyes showed a little depth, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the people standing on the bow of the boat with a half-smile.
"Plop, plop!" After a few sounds, everyone standing on the bow of the boat knelt down one by one.
"Master, please forgive me. My little sister has offended you with her rude words. Please forgive me for my life. We are willing to send all the supplies on the ship to the master to make amends. I am also willing to accompany you and let the master do whatever I want."
Send!" The leader, a middle-aged man under forty years old, said urgently.
He had to be afraid. People like them, who were doing business and running ships on the sea, were most afraid of not the ferocious beasts under the sea, but the monks in the sea.
Merchant ships like theirs that travel between the two cities will never leave the 50-mile radius of the coast. There are almost no ferocious beasts in this area. The most worrying thing is the monks from all walks of life who haunt the shallow sea. These monks are mixed, some are disciples of aristocratic families, and some are monks of sects.
, there are also casual cultivators and pirates who specialize in robbery.
Above the sea, there are endless horizons, but there are no rules or worries. If you encounter a monk with a bad temper, it is normal to kill people, practice martial arts, and pick furnace cauldrons.
The Hong Family in Haiying City was originally just a mortal business, doing business for ordinary people, with limited profits, and could not afford to hire monks for protection. Now, after decades of development, it is now possible to travel between Haiying City and Moxia City in the north.
, profits increased significantly, and it was considered to have entered a period of rapid development.
But without the monks in charge, the faster the Hong family gets rich, the faster they die. The head of the Hong family wanted to join the forces in the city five years ago, but the general forces didn't look down on the Hong family at all, and he didn't
Those who dared to find those casual cultivators who were coming and going in the city were afraid that none of them would be left behind, so they dragged them down like this.
Three years ago, the head of the Hong family finally invited a person who was in the middle stage of Qi refining to worship him. It is said that he was also born in Haiying City. He went out to seek immortality in his early years. Now he has successfully cultivated and returned to his hometown.
The head of the Hong family took the initiative and gave the other party 20% of his family members, and also let his youngest daughter join the other party's sect. Unfortunately, none of their families had the qualifications to practice. In the past three years, Hong Xiulian only practiced some boxing and kicking skills, but there was no hope of refining her Qi.
Originally, every time the Hong family sailed, this monk would accompany them. His cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining was pretty good, and ordinary monks would not fight him for ordinary people or supplies, so the past three years had been uneventful.
Ten days ago, the monk suddenly announced that he was in seclusion and had broken through the late stage of Qi refining. Although the head of the Hong family was overjoyed, he could not catch up with the sailing. The supplies were already prepared and could not be postponed, so the head of the Hong family could only let his eldest son arrive.
He bravely sailed out to sea without the escort of monks.
Seeing that her master was in seclusion and had nothing to do, Hong Xiulian volunteered to accompany her elder brother on the trip. The head of the Hong family thought that nothing had happened in the past three years, so he asked her to come out with him to see the world.
Who would have known that before she even left the confines of Haiying City, Hong Xiulian provoked a monk who was "playing dead" on the sea.
Yes, in Hong Yingtong's mind, Ning Chen was "pretending to be dead". How could you, a monk who is accomplished in qi refining, lie on the sea and drift with the current?
There are some stories widely circulated among ordinary people. In the stories, some mortals go sailing on the sea and encounter murdered monks or heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and after receiving the inheritance, they succeed in refining their Qi.
So it’s no wonder that Hong Xiulian was so excited after seeing Ning Chen, thinking that she had met her own opportunity...
Seeing a group of people kneeling on the ground, the young woman who was so high-spirited just now was as trembling as a quail. Ning Chen shook his head and smiled, not caring about them. He had also heard the stories spread among ordinary people. If he met a fallen person,
Jin Dan Patriarch, my first thought must have been to kill him.
"Get up, I'm not interested in your things, nor in your people." Ning Chen shook his head and said calmly.
"Thank you, Master." After hearing Ning Chen's words, everyone on the bow of the ship stood up one after another, lowered their heads and left one after another.
"Where are you going?" Hong Yingtong invited Ning Chen to the cabin to serve tea, and Ning Chen asked.
After hearing Hong Yingtong's explanation, Ning Chen changed his mind and secretly thought that he was not going to go back to Haiying City anyway, so he simply followed them to Moxia City. It is said that Moxia City was built in the middle of a black canyon with only one winding mountain.
The road connected to the periphery was a place for gathering spirits. The concentration of spiritual energy was one point higher than that of other cities, so it happened to break through the condensed energy there.
"Clean up a room for me. I want to go to Moxia City, so I'll take your boat." Ning Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
Hong Yingtong didn't dare to disobey. He expressed his honor one after another, quickly vacated his largest room, and invited Ning Chen to move in with a smile on his face.
For several days, Ning Chen did not leave the house, but meditated and practiced in his room to accumulate his true energy.