Chapter 446 Shou Nu Ning Yan, the Masked Monk (4k, Please Subscribe)

Time flies, time flies.

More than two hundred years have passed. Ancestor Ningyan, who entered the Taixu Realm twice in his prime, is now approaching his final years, just like Bai Zhi.

——One general’s success will lead to thousands of bones drying up. Wei Tu's attainment of Nascent Soul was achieved by stepping on the shoulders of Patriarch Ning Yan and other fellow exploring monks.

However, unlike Bai Zhi who is in a coma and can only wait for the end of her life, Ancestor Ningyan has successfully extended his lifespan in the past ten years by using magic and sorcery.

"It's just that it's not enough! To practice the "Female Ten Thousand Yin Strategy", you need the Yuan Yin of three hundred female foundation-building cultivators. Now, at the male-harvesting conference, there are only less than a hundred female foundation-building cultivators..."

"This little Yuan Yin alone can only extend my life for thirty years at most."

In Jingguo, the Hehuan Sect took over the helm.

Patriarch Ningyan who is practicing in the cave is like an old woman. Her hair is gray, her wrinkles are piled up, her body is as thin as firewood, and there is no trace of her former beauty.

Moreover, his face no longer had the calm look it had in the Taixu Realm.

After Shao Qing finished meditating, he showed a greedy look on his face and looked slightly madly at the two male demon cultivators who were tied to the pillars and were in the middle stage of foundation building.

"In addition to the life-extending method of the "Women's Ten Thousand Yin Strategies", swallowing the Yuan Yang of both of you can also extend my life by several years."

Ancestor Ningyan licked her lips and walked to the two demonic male cultivators. She held the face of the nearby short and fat male cultivator and spoke softly.

"No! Don't come over!" The short, fat male cultivator's eyes were full of fear, and he kept shrinking back.

More than ten days ago, when he was arrested by the Hehuan Sect, he thought about his own way of death and thought that "dying under peonies would be a romantic life as a ghost", which invisibly reduced some of his resistance.

But he never thought that the monk who deprived him of his Yuanyang was not the young female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, but the old woman Ning Yan Patriarch.

This method of death was undoubtedly much more difficult for him to accept.

However, it was obvious that the resistance of the short, fat male cultivator was of no use. In less than an instant, he was sucked into a withered corpse by Ancestor Ningyan, and all his essence was lost.

Half a day later.

The two male demon cultivators died tragically.

At this time, Ancestor Ningyan's appearance was also much younger. She was a woman in her forties or fifties, and she still had the charm of a half-old lady.

Then, Patriarch Ningyan waved his sleeves and opened the stone door of his cave.

She looked at a young monk wearing white clothes standing outside the stone gate.

"You did a good job this time. You found these two high-quality Yangdings. They are of excellent quality."

Ancestor Ningyan showed admiration.

"It is the disciple's duty to do things for the master. How can the disciple not do his duty to the master's instructions?"

Upon hearing this, the white-clothed monk immediately bowed and spoke flattering words to Patriarch Ningyan.

It wasn't long before he became a disciple of Patriarch Ningyan. Less than fifty years.

It was probably after Leng Yuyuan's death that Ningyan ancestor had no direct descendant, so he took advantage of the situation.

Therefore, there is not much emotional foundation between him and Ningyan Ancestor.

Therefore, when facing this master, "Qiaogao" had to be respectful and did not dare to overstep the mark.

When Patriarch Ningyan heard this, he nodded slightly, seeming to agree with Qiao Gao's filial piety.

However, the next sentence made Qiao Gow sweat profusely and instantly.

"Since you are so capable, it shouldn't be a problem to help me find two good Yang Cauldrons or Yin Cauldrons like before within a year."

Ancestor Ningyan said calmly.

"This..." Qiao Gao was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

The Foundation-Building Demon Cultivator outside is not a bird in the wild. He can set up an ambush at will and lay down a cage.

He had successfully captured the two Yangdings just now with great effort.

Now, how easy would it be to catch two more?

"If that doesn't work, then you can practice as Yang Ding and as a teacher."

Seeing that Qiao Gao was slow to respond to these words, Patriarch Ningyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and threatened him.

"Yes, I will do my best to do it!"

After hearing this, even if Qiao Gao was unwilling in his heart, he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Although within the Hehuan Sect, high-level monks were strictly prohibited from taking supplements from their fellow sects, but Qiao Gao did not believe that Ningyan Ancestor, who was about to end his lifespan, would have any sense at all by then.

At that time, in the face of the violation of the laws of the Longevity Slave, the peak golden elixir ancestor by Ning Yan, the senior leaders of the Hehuan Sect will most likely turn a blind eye or close one eye.

And he could only try his best to satisfy Patriarch Ningyan's greed and not let him take his back before he died.

"Old man, after you die, I will not only inherit your inheritance, but I will also refine your bones into a corpse puppet and torture you day and night."

Qiao Gow secretly made up his mind.

With this in mind, Qiao climbed out of the mountain gate and flew all the way to Xianjiafang City, the nearest place to the Hehuan Sect branch.

As usual, he sent his qi training disciples to keep an eye on the foundation-building casual cultivators in Fang City one by one, waiting for these cultivators to be alone in the wild.

However, what Qiao Gao didn't notice was that when he was separated from his disciples, a monk in green robe suddenly paused slightly near him, looked at him with golden eyes, and flicked his finger, releasing a A transparent moth followed closely behind him.

Half an hour later.

When Kilgour walked into the restaurant and went to his familiar private room to drink, as soon as he entered the door, he felt dizzy and fell unconscious on the table.

At this time, the green-robed monk who had been standing next to Qiao Gao suddenly appeared in the box.

"Unexpectedly, it took no effort at all. As soon as I arrived at the Hehuan Sect's helm, I bumped into Patriarch Ningyan's new disciple." The green-robed monk smiled slightly and thought.

This green-robed monk was naturally Wei Tu who came to know that Fu Lin was in trouble.

He spent a year to refine the demon souls of Tuoshan Demon King and Golden Back Demon King into "cursed ghosts", and used the special secret technique of "Cursed Ghost Blood Escape Technique". After the contract was completed, he rushed here non-stop. .

In the middle, no time was wasted.

But this time, Wei Tu did not search for the soul of Qiao Gao, the captive cultivator.

Small forces may not be able to detect any clues about the monks whose souls are being searched, but for large sects such as the Hehuan Sect, the chance of detecting them is not low.

Coincidentally, the colorful phantom moth in Wei Tu's hand can also achieve the effect of searching for souls due to its innate illusion skills.

It is more than enough to deal with Qiao Gao, a foundation-building monk.

Half a day later.

Wei Tu got some of the information he wanted from Qiao Gao's mouth.

Then, he thought for a moment, waved his sleeves, and solved Kilgour's illusion, making him wake up.

"A barrier has been set up here by Fu. No matter how loud you shout, it will be difficult for people outside to hear you."

"I think you also know that Fu can knock you out silently and kill you with just a snap of his fingers."

Wei Tu snorted coldly and said.

"Junior knows, junior knows." Qiao Gao turned pale with fright and nodded in reply.

Although he couldn't see through Wei Tu's cultivation level, he was not stupid and could guess it. Wei Tu's cultivation level was at least in the late Jindan stage or above. Otherwise, it would not be able to make him unconscious easily.

"Fu Lin and I have an old relationship. This time Fu came here just to save him. Do you think there is any way to achieve this?"

Wei Tu got straight to the point and got straight to the point.

Obtaining information by "searching for souls" and coming up with a way to rescue Fu Lin and escape are two different things.

Professional things must be done by professional people.

Among the low-level disciples of the Hehuan Sect, only Qiao Gao, the direct disciple of Ningyan Ancestor, had the strength to facilitate this matter.

"This matter..." Hearing this, Qiao Gao did not answer immediately. His eyes flashed slightly, he gritted his teeth and looked up at Wei Tu, bowed his hands and said: "This junior can indeed come up with a way to rescue Fu Lin. But. After doing this, the junior's future in the Hehuan Sect will inevitably be in doubt, and he will be held accountable by the Hehuan Sect afterwards."

Kilgour's point is simple.

He can think of ways and can execute them.

But Wei Tu had to give him a guarantee.

Otherwise, he would be dead here in Wei Tu and dead in the Hehuan Sect, so why bother to go through such a big circle.

"Okay! Mr. Fu can promise that after you succeed, I will give you a Jade Flame Pill! And I promise that I will never attack you again!"

Hearing this, Wei Tu pondered for a moment, turned his palm, took out a Jade Flame Pill, and waved it in front of Qiao Gao a few times.

Jade Flame Pill, the alternative to Mortal Pill, is not worth mentioning in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator Wei Tu.

But obviously, its allure is second to none to Qiao Gao, a foundation-building monk.

"Every three months, my master will return to the cave and rebuild his body to extend his life. During this period, he is in his weakest state."

"Under normal circumstances, there will be no contact with the outside world."

"This junior can fake his orders and transport Fu Lin from the inner door tripod room to the outer door area."

"At that time, it depends on whether the senior can take Fu Lin away."

Qiao Gao swallowed and said slowly.

"Return to work and rebuild?"

Wei Tu was surprised after hearing this, but when he thought about it later, he understood that this should be a shortcoming of the demonic skills practiced by Ningyan ancestor, or a last resort after his life span was about to run out.

After all, the balance of heaven and demonic skills are faster than the cultivation of righteous skills, but at the same time, they are more or less subject to some disadvantages that are difficult to eliminate.

These disadvantages are not obvious to monks when they first practice, but they will become more obvious in the later stages.

"Just follow this strategy!"

Wei Tu narrowed his eyes slightly and agreed.

After saying this, Wei Tu waved his hand and took Qiao Gao in front of him, then took out several poison pills from his sleeves and drove them into Qiao Gao's body one by one.

"Fu is in the Nascent Soul realm. Except for the ancestors of your sect who spent a lot of money to remove these poisonous elixirs, your master, ancestor Ningyan, cannot detect any of them."

"If you dare to have second thoughts, these poison pills will kill you one by one!"

Wei Tu threatened coldly.

At this moment, of course he didn't mind, revealed his true cultivation level, and then threatened Qiao Gao.

"What?"

"Ancestor Yuanying?"

Hearing these words, Qiao Gao's expression immediately changed slightly, and his eyes looking at Wei Tu were filled with a hint of deep fear.

At this time, don't say that he was poisoned by these poisonous elixirs.

Even if he missed, he wouldn't dare to have second thoughts.

This is not only because the ancestor of Nascent Soul is too intimidating... but also because he knows his own value and the laws of the jungle that prevail within the Demonic Sect.

If he really offends Wei Tu, the ancestor of Nascent Soul, even if he offends him because of his loyalty, the chances of him being saved within the Hehuan Sect are slim...

After all, he was not the direct descendant of the top leaders of the Hehuan Sect. The only master he could rely on was Patriarch Ningyan, the "longevity slave" whose life was approaching.

"Junior, I will do my best to help Ancestor Fu."

Joe raised his hands and swore.

…

The negotiation with Qiao Gao was finished.

Wei Tu did not stay in the restaurant box for long. He turned into a beam of light and left. Then he rented a cave in the market and lived there temporarily.

According to the memory of Qiao Gao obtained by Wei Tu.

Ancestor Ningyan had just recovered and rebuilt half a day ago.

In other words, he still had three months before the "weak period" of recovering and rebuilding.

After three months, he could go to the outer gate of the Hehuan Sect branch according to the plan formulated by Qiao Gao, meet Qiao Gao, and then take away Fu Lin who was imprisoned.

Do not be impatient when doing big things.

Wei Tu, who was experienced in the martial arts world, was naturally very patient and not anxious about this matter.

However, just when he raised his foot and stepped into the rented cave, a strange look appeared on his face.

It turned out that Qiao Gao, who had just rested in the box after separating from him, was knocked unconscious and induced to confess by another masked monk not long after he separated from him.

All of this was clearly seen by the divine consciousness he placed on him.

"This person, like me, is so concerned about Fu Lin's safety?" After eavesdropping for a while, Wei Tu's face showed a puzzled look.

According to his observation, the masked monk who was interrogating Qiao Gao in the box was at least in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

But Wei Tu had never seen the aura of this masked monk before. He was not like the master of Fu Lin he had met before - the old monster Tianshi.

"The old monster Tianshi has endless secret techniques. It is not uncommon for him to know several secret techniques that can change his aura. This masked monk may be the old monster Tianshi."

Wei Tu thought secretly.

He didn't have much contact with Fu Lin, and he didn't know if Fu Lin had any friends in the Golden Core realm.

But he expected that there were only a few monks who could risk their lives and stand up to rescue Fu Lin.

Among them, the old monster Tianshi was undoubtedly one of them!

Therefore, after thinking for a while, Wei Tu did not continue to watch from the sidelines. He flashed and returned to the restaurant box, appearing in front of the masked monk and Qiao Gao.

"Daoyou, please hold back."

"Qiao Gao is my accomplice."

Wei Tu cupped his hands and said.

"Who are you?" The masked monk was shocked to see Wei Tu suddenly appear, and immediately took a step back, looking at Wei Tu with a vigilant face.

He was in the Jindan realm, and the monk who could suddenly appear without him noticing was undoubtedly not an ordinary person.

"Daoyou, who is he?"

Wei Tu did not answer, but asked the masked monk instead.

If this person was the old monster Tianshi, it would not be a big deal if he exposed his identity, but if not, it would be inappropriate for him to expose his identity.