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Chapter six hundred and forty-ninth luck in misfortune

Now in the Qianyou Sect, Lin Sang'er didn't say anything nonsense. Of course, Ning Chen would not delay, and took the Juling Cave into his arms. Ning Chen used the essence of Yuan Jin to protect himself, and the five elements circulated, escaping one by one.

The technique merged into the Jinyang Ten Thousand Swords Formation again, slipped into the ground silently, quietly left the Qianyou Sect's mountain-protecting formation, and left Qianyou Mountain.

After leaving Qianyou Mountain, Ning Chen did not rush to the small border town immediately, but walked around within ten miles of Qianyou Mountain.

As expected, Mo Tianhong was lurking on the hillside of a hill, his eyes focused and his face serious, staring at Qianyou Mountain in the distance without blinking.

"Brother Mo!" Ning Chen appeared not far away from him and shouted.

"Brother Ning!" Mo Tianhong's eyes lit up and he hurriedly jumped down from the treetop and said in a deep voice, "I looked at it for a long time and found out that the Qianyou Sect's mountain protection formation was improved and reinforced on the basis of the Jinhua Sect. The underground defense is not that good.

You are not weak at all, but I am afraid that it will be difficult for you to sneak in quietly. How about I show up in Linghua City in the east and create a chance for you?"

Ning Chen curled his lips and didn't answer. He just stretched out his hand and took out the Spirit Gathering Cave from his arms, and then pressed his true energy.

Immediately afterwards, a figure jumped out from the Juling Cave and quickly revealed its figure. Who else could it be if it wasn't Lin Sang'er?

"Junior sister?"

"Brother!"

Mo Tianhong was surprised and happy. He couldn't figure out how Ning Chen managed to sneak into Qianyou Sect quietly in such a short period of time and rescue a living person who was heavily guarded!

This is a sect force with the Jindan Patriarch at the helm. Do you think it is a city park?

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lin is still sealed with spiritual consciousness and sea of ​​qi." Ning Chen reminded, "This is the seal given by the ancestor of Jindan. You can only use water to unlock it."

"It doesn't matter. Let's go back to the station first and the seal will be released slowly." Mo Tianhong said nonchalantly.

"By the way, you don't have the hidden hand left by Yu Huanong, do you? The kind of secret technique that can be directly traced." Mo Tianhong suddenly thought of something, grabbed Lin Sang'er's wrist, and used his true energy to directly

Poke in.

Ning Chen shook his head and thought that Mo Tianhong was really bitten by a snake once and was afraid of well ropes for ten years. Yu Huanong is the ancestor of Jin Dan. Now he has captured Lin Sang'er and trapped him in Qianyou Sect. It is clear that he wants to seduce Jin Hua.

The remaining monks of the sect took the bait.

This is a complete conspiracy, and the whole world knows it. If he still makes preparations for Lin Sang'er to be captured, isn't he afraid of being laughed to death by others?

Mo Tianhong used his true energy to move around Lin Sang'er's body, but found nothing. He calmed down, thought about it and realized that Yu Huanong would never have a hidden hand again, so he let go with a smile.

Lin Sang'er said, "Junior sister, you have now reached the limit of the middle stage of Condensation, and you have already stepped into the late stage of Condensation. How awesome!"

Lin Sang'er curled her lips in disdain, "Okay, let's go quickly. Maybe Yu Huanong will realize something is wrong at some point. It's still too close and too dangerous now."



An ordinary valley, not far from the secret base of Jinhua Sect, and six or seven thousand miles away from Qianyou Mountain. Yuhuanong couldn't catch them even with the late Jindan cultivation, so they

Just relax and lower your body, resting here.

"Junior sister, I heard from Brother Ning that you are currently working with Qin Zihan, a true disciple of Biyou Palace, and you are not famous. How come Yu Huanong found out about you?" Mo Tianhong asked curiously.

Lin Sang'er shook his head, "I didn't know either. I was exploring a secret place in the Kuiling Mountains with Sister Qin that day, and Yu Huanong suddenly fell from the sky and snatched me away without any warning at all."

"Someone must have tipped off the news." Mo Tianhong's eyes flashed.

Lin Sang'er nodded, "Definitely, but I don't know who it is."

"Qin Zihan wasn't with you at that time?" Ning Chen asked.

"Yes, it's just that she was imprisoned by Yu Huanong at that time." Lin Sang'er said.

Ning Chen smiled and said, "This Yuhua Nong is very courageous. He dares to offend the true disciple of Biyou Palace."

Lin Sang'er shook his head, "Sister Qin is only in the late stage of Ning Yuan, and she is not the ancestor of the Golden Pill. With the title of a true disciple of Biyou Palace, she can scare the monks in the Ning Yuan stage. Although the ancestor of the Golden Pill dare not

Kill them blatantly, but you won’t care about them.”

"That's true." Ning Chen nodded with understanding. The main reason was that the people he came into contact with were all highly qualified, and there was always a feeling that the golden elixir was safe, so he didn't dare to offend ordinary golden elixir ancestors.

In fact, looking at the entire history of Bilan Continent, even a top sect like Biyou Palace can only produce one or two Jindan ancestors in a hundred years!

According to the calculation that there are ten true disciples in one generation every ten years, it is possible for one hundred true disciples to produce a golden elixir ancestor. How low is the probability?

You must know that every true disciple is a well-known proud son of heaven. Every one of them is confident that they can definitely advance to the golden elixir. For example, Qin Zihan, who is particularly outstanding, has set a goal for himself even in the middle stage of the golden elixir!

But in fact, ninety-nine percent of these proud men with high self-confidence and invincible hearts will get stuck in the last step of forming the golden elixir in the late stage of condensation. One block lasts for a hundred years, and then they will die and disappear.

For loess.

Some people are like Lei Jiazi, maybe just one step away, but they still can't get over it, but most people can't even touch the edge of the Xudan realm. They can only work hard to improve their true essence foundation and become a veteran late-stage Yuan condenser.

monk.

No wonder even the ancestors of the golden elixir from small forces or casual cultivators may not pay attention to the true disciples of the big sects, because the chance of them achieving the golden elixir is not high. Maybe they will be just a piece of loess in a hundred years. What is there to be afraid of?

of?

Only monks like Gu Xianyang, who have reached the half-step Golden Elixir level and can definitely achieve the Void Elixir realm, will be taken seriously, because this is the future ancestor of the Golden Elixir.

"No matter who tipped off the news, it will definitely not be safe for you to go to the Biyou Palace area in the future." Mo Tianhong said, "Go back to the station first and remove the seal on you first."

Lin Sang'er nodded, and then seemed to think of something. He put his hands behind his back and took off a string of delicate necklaces from his neck. "Fortunately, I put all the important things here and they were not taken away by Yuhuanong."

Ning Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "He didn't notice?"

Lin Sang'er smiled when he heard this, "The contents of that storage ring are already worth more than a mid-Condensation monk. How could he have thought that there was another one?"

Shaking the necklace in his hand, Lin Sang'er smiled slightly and said, "All the things in the Jindan Cave that day are here."


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