Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Wanzhang Bailian was cut off from it, the water flow was still, and it seemed that there was only this thunder sword left between the sky and the earth.

As the water curtain broke, Ning Duo's white clothes fluttered, and his figure plunged straight into the waterfall, plummeting downward.

The water flow resumed in the next moment, chasing after him with great momentum, the terrifying coercion seemed to catch up with his figure at any moment, crushing him into a pulp.

But the sword pierced through the water curtain just now, blocking the water flow, and the moment of delay was enough for him to avoid the pressure of the water behind him.

As if falling for an infinite time, and as if arriving in an instant, the bottom of the waterfall finally arrived in front of us.

Ying Huijian let out an intense and long cry, and when his body was about to hit the pool, he turned his head downwards and drew a light sword under him.

A sea of ​​blue waves moved up into the sky, just supporting his falling figure.

... The Broken Soul Cliff in front of the waterfall has gone far away, and in front of it is the familiar pool of quiet and clear water.

He lowered his head and stared at the crystal clear water beneath his feet.

Clusters of golden fish were scattered by the sudden loud noise, and they swam away in panic like arrows.

The tip of his sword entered the water lightly, and a murderous aura pierced through the bottom of the pool. Immediately, an invisible ripple swayed outward from the center of the tip of the sword.

Those small fishes that were fleeing in panic suddenly suffocated, and they all froze in the water, suppressed by this terrifying murderous aura, unable to swim at all.

Ning Duo stared quietly at the bottom of the water, and slowly raised the tip of his sword after a while.

As the murderous aura dissipated, the small fishes at the bottom suddenly resumed their swimming, and instantly jumped into the deep rocks at the bottom of the water, scaring them all away without a trace.

Ning Duo stepped on the waves and came to the end of the pool.

Concocted in accordance with the law, when he jumped into the small world again, his body was no longer wet, and he was no longer embarrassed.

The silence remained the same, and the aura around him was as abundant as before, as if it were endless.

The high platform in the middle is the same as the last time I came, standing quietly.

He walked slowly behind the high platform, staring at the two quiet remains behind.

The last time I came here, Ning Wanfeng's corpse was lying peacefully on the ground, but Yuan Zuoyi was slumped in the corner, facing the direction of Ning Wanfeng's corpse, it seemed that he had collapsed with all his strength and could not get closer.

At that time, together with Yuan Qinghang, he picked up Yuan Zuoyi's remains, rearranged them, and placed them side by side with Ning Wanfeng.

Now, the remains of the two people are no different from when they left, and of course no one will enter here and disturb them.

Ning Tuo approached, bowed respectfully to the remains of the two people three times, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, Sovereign Yuan, I'm here again. If the two elders have spirits in heaven, please protect me in my cultivation and breakthrough." success."

A few days ago, he had stepped into the Golden Core Consummation Realm for the first time. In terms of this speed, it not only surpassed all the younger generations, even if you look at the entire fairy world, it is rare.

These days, he was fighting bloody battles at the bottom of Broken Soul Cliff, using the souls of soldiers as the targets of battle. In the battle of life and death, he stimulated his endless potential. In just a short time, he was already approaching the peak of the real Golden Core Dzogchen Realm.

Even if he came out of the Ten Thousand Blade Tomb, in the whole world, there should not be a few people who can fight him freely.

But not enough.

... On the edge of the cliff behind Qianzhong Mountain, he and Yuan Qinghang once joined forces and faced Shang Yuan in person.

No one in the world knows what the Nascent Soul Realm should be like, but when he felt that terrifying cultivation base, the only thing he knew was that even if he cultivated to the Golden Core Perfection Realm, even if he lingered in this realm for a long time and became more and more diligent, it was by no means Shang Yuan's opponent.

If you want to be able to fight, you have to continue to improve.

The Canglong Jue taught by Shang Yuan to everyone is by no means a good thing, but his rapid progress these days is indeed thanks to the Canglong Jue.

Therefore, if you really want to go further, you must continue to practice this Canglong Jue. Even if you know that you are drinking poison to quench your thirst, even if you know that there is a dragon's lake and a tiger's den in front of you, there is no way out.

And this small world full of aura is the only help he can think of.

How could the aura here be comparable to the retreat room at the back of Qianzhong Mountain?

In the retreat room, Ning Cheng prepared endless spiritual stones for him, but when those spiritual stones were crushed, they could only emit a weak spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy here filled the surroundings. Being in it, it was as if every pore was bathed in spiritual energy. Among the springs.

Inexhaustible, inexhaustible.

Because here, before the aura of heaven and earth withered, a piece of paradise left in ancient times, the last piece of pure land protected by the power of Feisheng!

... He slowly sat down in front of the high platform and closed his eyes.

According to the secret method of the Canglong Jue, the spiritual power in his body began to disperse into the limbs and bones, constantly washing away, and constantly re-condensing, violently impacting the heart and viscera.

Every time he runs it, the spiritual power in his body becomes more abundant, and the continuous spiritual energy around him seems to be attracted by him, and it frantically begins to gather around him.

Suddenly, a sudden sharp pain hit his dantian, and the golden core in his body trembled slightly.

Ning Duo frowned, forcibly endured the sudden wave of severe pain, and exhausted all his strength to gather back the aura that was running suddenly.

The pain came and went quickly.After a pause, it was as if it never happened.

Ning made up his mind, suppressed the inexplicable palpitations in his heart, and started to practice again.

In the small world, one does not know morning and evening, let alone how much time has passed.

The boundless aura lingered and flocked towards Ning Duo who was beside the stone platform, and slowly condensed into mist, like a substance, covering Ning Duo's body, making his blood-soaked clothes more and more wet.

And Ning Duo's face, at some point, was covered with dripping sweat.

The pain in the body became more frequent and more intense.

But he couldn't stop, because every time he survived, he could clearly feel that his cultivation was really improving a little bit, and the surging spiritual power in his body seemed to break through the meridians, becoming more and more solid.

Finally, all of a sudden, during the spiritual power circulation again, the turbulent spiritual power rushed towards the golden core in his lower abdomen like a stormy sea.

An unbearable pain hit, unexpectedly a hundred times more severe than any other time, and the spiritual power that could barely be controlled suddenly rushed towards the meridians of his body like a raging wind.

There was severe pain in the dantian, and his limbs were torn apart like a car. He clenched his teeth, but a painful moan still escaped from his throat.

In the boundless pain, the golden core in his body suddenly made a very light abnormal sound.

It's like a small hammer lightly hitting the golden core that has been stretched to the limit.

A series of cracks slowly emerged on the golden core that shone with golden light.

The next moment, the golden core suddenly split into two halves...

Ning Duo suddenly fell to the ground, feeling the inhuman pain of the golden core breaking, feeling the spiritual power in his body completely out of control and running wild, he couldn't hold back anymore, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Struggling to get up, to stay awake, but his sanity began to gradually blur.

The cultivation essence of a cultivator's life is all condensed in the golden core. Without it, all spiritual power cannot be attached and stored, and all operations cannot be mobilized. It is tantamount to becoming a useless person! ...

In a daze, a figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

His eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes contain stars, his hair is tied with golden rings, and he stands in the distance frowning.

"Ning Duo, I won't come in to collect your corpse." His voice was clear, as if he was saying something serious, "If you don't come out, I'll wait for you by the lake in the world forever."

He said word by word: "You are not allowed to die inside, that is where my uncle and Ning Xianchang rest, they don't like your corpse lying there, even if you are Ning Xianchang's nephew. "

Ning Duo groaned and groaned softly, another gust of blood spewed out from his mouth, dripping on the white jade slab in front of him, the red and white alternated, shocking.

There was more and more blood flow, but the severe pain in the body did not ease at all. On the golden core that was split in two, the cracks became more and more dense, and finally, it shattered completely with a bang.

Big mouthfuls of blood rushed out, flowing along the gap in the white jade floor in front of him, as if attracted by some mysterious force, and rushed forward.

Over there is where the corpses of Yuan Zuoyi and Ning Wanfeng are located.

The blood trickled down to the ground in front of Yuan Zuoyi.

After soaking in the blood, suddenly, a faint golden color appeared on the white and flat jade floor.

Line by line, one after another, showing densely packed handwriting.

In Ning Duo's last line of sight, there were the last two big characters.

The handwriting is wild and reckless, and the pen is sharp, "breaking gold"!

……

At the foot of Qianzhong Mountain, inside the defense formation.

It has been three months since Baijia Xianmen was trapped here.

The poisonous snake that Li Hongling brought that day was cultivated by her in the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave. After many years of fighting and raising Gu, this kind of highly poisonous and strange snake was left behind. Shang Yuan couldn't kill him, but it also made him suffer.

During these days, Shang Yuan's flags and drums were temporarily silent, Ning Cheng did not bring anyone to attack, and even Yu Wenli did not show up, everything seemed to be calm.

But everyone knows that this is by no means true peace.

It seems that something is getting tighter and tighter around the formation, compressing the space of the formation, and it seems that the eye of a storm has formed somewhere unknown and is approaching silently.

The breeze swept over the hills, and the jungle vegetation swayed, hiding unknown murderous intentions.

Ji Banxia stood by the forest, looking at the distant mountains and forests, with a rare solemnity on his usually indifferent face.

On the edge of the mountain forest, rows of towering trees have withered, showing signs similar to the trees on the main peak of the Cang Qiong Sect.

"What do you think?" He said in a deep voice.

Behind him, Yuan Qinghang was sitting under a tree with a glass of wine in his hand, with the same seriousness between his brows.

He slowly said: "Shang Yuan originally deployed eight formations to seal the mountain. After I found out, I secretly buried formation flags in four of them. After the formation was destroyed, I quietly activated those four. Formed the current defensive formation."

Ji Banxia nodded: "The spiritual veins in the mountains of the Cangqiong sect are the source of spiritual power for the formation. But this spiritual vein seems to have been exhausted day by day, and I'm afraid it won't be able to sustain it."

Yuan Qinghang said: "Not only that. Tantai Minghao and Yu Wenli are both masters of Shuzong, and they will discover this secret sooner or later."

As long as they find the eyes of the four formations, and then contact the original Fengshan formation that was destroyed, with the cultivation of these two people, no matter who they are, they should be able to infer the real support of the defense formation.

At that time, once the shot is aimed at this, it will be a matter of time before the formation is breached.

Ji Banxia glanced at the wine glass in his hand, snatched it away, and said angrily: "You are young, I don't know anything else, but I have learned to use wine to relieve my worries. Don't drink."

Yuan Qinghang had no choice but to mutter in a low voice: "I'm not drinking too much."

It's just that it's often difficult to fall asleep at night, thinking about a person for a long time, and I have to use a few glasses of beer to temporarily forget that person.

Ji Banxia suddenly said: "Don't hold on until that day. If it's going to break sooner or later, get out early."

He said coldly: "What does the people here have to do with our Demon Sect? It is worth joining hands with them if we can resist Shang Yuan together. If not, don't expect us to accompany them to death with you."

Yuan Qinghang looked strange, pondered for a long time, and said: "Uncle Ji, I am actually more afraid of another guess."

Ji Banxia frowned: "What?"

Yuan Qinghang looked around and was sure that there was no one there, and then said in a low voice: "Shang Yuan's state is not right. I suspect that he can maintain his current state by absorbing other people's golden core spiritual power. Then if there is not enough absorption What will happen if he can’t maintain the Nascent Soul because he needs more and more spiritual power?”

Ji Banxia said coldly: "Explode the body, or quickly decay into a dead body?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head, feeling vaguely uneasy: "No, several times, the phantom of the Nascent Soul on his head was no longer golden, but faintly black and gray. Uncle Ji, do you know that after breaking through the magic pill realm? , what are the manifestations of the Demon Infant Realm?"

Ji Banxia was startled suddenly: "I don't know. The spiritual energy in the world has been withered for a long time, and the cultivation of the Demon Sect has put more emphasis on force. Breaking through the magic baby is just a legend. Even the Yuan Sect Master has been staying at the Great Perfection of the Demon Pill, but he has never gone further. .”

Yuan Qinghang said slowly: "I'm afraid that the phantom of that black baby is the magic baby..."

Ji Banxia suddenly turned her head, her brown eyes were as sharp as arrows, and they tightened up: "How is that possible!"

Yuan Qinghang said in a single word: "My uncle created the broken gold formula, but I can't use it again. After Ning Wanfeng practiced, it is said that 'break first and then build', so he should go to a higher level. How did you cultivate later?"

Ji Banxia hesitated and said: "The golden elixir is broken, and the magic elixir has just been formed. It is true that Ning Wanfeng's skills have fully recovered back then, even better than before the shattered elixir... But no one knows what is going on with him, only Sect Master Yuan Later, he was often worried, saying that Ning Wanfeng was not in good health, and took him out for a short time to travel around."

Yuan Qinghang let out an "ah".

For some reason, he seemed to be vaguely happy in his heart.

It turned out that between his uncle and the glamorous Ning Xianjun, there was such a short and final good time before they drew their swords and regretted for life.

Whether it's swimming with arms, slaying demons together, or playing flute and flute ensemble, boating under the moon, it's finally worth the acquaintance and acquaintance for a lifetime.

But suddenly, there was an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and he stood up abruptly.

"It's really impossible to break the golden formula, will it be spread and lost?" He murmured.

Ji Banxia shook her head firmly: "No way, the master of the Yuan Dynasty passed on this method, so naturally he must guard against it being introduced into the immortal sect. For anyone who comes to learn the broken gold formula, he will take Gu poison and swear a heavy oath. "

He said word by word: "Anyone who violates the rumors, or even silently writes the inheritance, will be immediately backlashed by the poisonous Gu."

Yuan Qinghang stared straight, and murmured: "No... No. There is one person, he would never humiliate and persecute him like this, and he would never be willing to ask him to take some poison."

He hurriedly said: "Uncle Ji, do you think that after practicing the Broken Gold Jue, one's skills will be greatly improved and advanced to a higher level, isn't it very similar to the Canglong Jue?!"

Ji Banxia also froze suddenly.

For a moment, Yuan Qinghang trembled as if struck by lightning.

What about Ning Duo?Is the Canglong Jue practiced by Ning Duo related to the legendary Po Jin Jue? ...