With full level of enlightenment, I turned the lower world into a fairyland

In the small town.

Ning Qi strolled in it. He looked like an ordinary young man now. After the matter was settled, he had the rare mind to taste the fireworks of the world, which made him feel a little bit touched.

After avenging the extermination of his family, his state of mind was invisibly much calmer and his heart was peaceful.

He was not in a hurry to go to the Zhenwu Underground Palace discovered by Longshan Taoist. He had used the virtual sword pill disintegration method to quickly solve the thin elder, which had some impact on his body. Although the side effects of this explosive method were small, they were not without side effects.

Ning Qi planned to spend two or three days to adjust his state and condense another virtual sword pill.

This way, he would have the confidence to deal with any unexpected changes.

The hawking sounds of vendors along the street came into his ears from time to time. Ning Qi also heard many secret talks or experiences of warriors, which even contained a lot of words such as "treasures" and "secret realms".

But he was not interested in knowing too much.

For him, focusing on these things was a waste of time.

It was the first time that he went down the mountain so far alone, which gave him a deeper understanding of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.

In the past, Ning Qi's understanding of Great Yan came from books or oral accounts of others, which was not as good as seeing it with his own eyes.

"In this world, the Great Yan Dynasty is the only one in the Central Region, occupying fertile land. Under it are thirteen states, with Yanzhou as the center, and under the thirteen states are prefectures, counties, and counties, which are governed in different levels. It is really not easy to control such a vast land."

"Now, although the people of Great Yan are not as civilized as in the previous life, they can live and work in peace and contentment. The chaotic situation in recent years has affected them, but it is still within the controllable range."

Ning Qi can see it.

When warriors fight, they also try to reduce the impact on ordinary people as much as possible. This is inseparable from the powerful deterrent power of Great Yan on warriors. No one dares to provoke the tiger's whiskers.

To a certain extent, Great Yan has maintained a prosperous era for quite a long time.

"Unfortunately, this situation may not last too long."

"Da Yan occupies the Central Region. To the east is the boundless ocean, to the west is the yellow sand desert, to the south are the 100,000 mountains, and to the north are the barbarians. Now the demon sects in the territory are ready to move, and the southern border has also formed an alliance to spy. Although the remaining northern barbarians in the grassland have been suppressed by the King of Zhenbei, the specific situation is unknown."

"If it breaks out, Da Yan will probably be attacked from both sides."

Ning Qi was lost in thought as he listened to some exaggerated rumors from the storyteller.

As his cultivation became deeper and deeper, especially after experiencing several battles between heaven and man, he gradually understood the operating rules of this world.

"The Martial Saint is the one who suppresses the universe. Except for the Martial Saint in the open, the other parties are all unaware, but they must have some means to compete with the Martial Saint."

"Besides the Martial Saint, there are the Heavenly Man Realm, but the destructive power of the Heavenly Man is actually very strong, so they rarely take action in normal times, just like when the conflict was fierce during the previous period."

"As for those below the Heavenly Man Realm, they are the main force in normal times. If we focus on the prefectures and counties, these people are the real main force."

"I don't know when... it will really get chaotic."

Ning Qi pondered.

After learning about the Blood Emperor Gu, he felt more and more that the undercurrent was surging.

Ning Qi left the storytelling alley quietly, and no one noticed.

Three days later.

Ning Qi condensed a virtual sword pill again. Looking at the sword pill that was a little stronger than before, he smiled slightly. After using it once, he corrected a little drawback, and this method became more perfect.

Ning Qi left the town and headed for the Zhenwu Underground Palace, which was closer.

…

A place with towering mountains.

This is a relatively remote mountain range in Qingzhou.

Ning Qi stepped into the air.

He slowly descended, his perception continued to be released, and he landed in a mountain stream, where there were traces left by Longshan Taoist, which only Zhenwu disciples could recognize.

“Is this the place where Master discovered the Zhenwu Underground Palace?”

When Longshan Taoist was young, he accidentally entered the Zhenwu Underground Palace and obtained part of the Zhenwu inheritance, which led to the current Zhenwu School.

If it is a complete inheritance, I am afraid there will be records about the realm of Martial Saint.

Although Ning Qi’s realm is still far from that of Martial Saint, his combat power is gradually approaching, and he is slowly preparing for the future.

“Master once said that after several investigations, no trace of the Zhenwu Underground Palace was found, and he even asked a friend who is good at Qimen formations to see that there is no formation covering here.”

Ning Qi’s mind was turning all kinds of thoughts, and his perception was already spreading around.

He was also good at various miscellaneous studies. When he couldn't practice martial arts before, he often studied them. He didn't give up in the years that followed. He felt that there should be no one in the world who could surpass him in these fields.

But soon.

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

There was indeed no formation covering the front.

He was very confident in his Qimen technique. It was impossible for a formation to exist without him being able to see any trace.

But he also didn't feel any trace of the underground palace. In this case, doesn't it mean that the underground palace had "gone" decades ago?

"Go down and take a look!"

Ning Qi was more interested. At least one possibility was ruled out, so he was not completely unsuccessful.

As for how the Zhenwu Underground Palace left, there were also many possibilities.

The jade liquid sea in his body vibrated, and he activated the secret technique of the innate sword body. In an instant, strands of sword energy appeared and shuttled around Ning Qi. In the process of Ning Qi reviving the sword bone for Zhuang Chen, this secret technique became more perfect.

The sword energy was light and sharp, and it had pierced a passage in the blink of an eye.

Ning Qi stepped in.

Entering the underground.

There was nothing special about the underground world. There was soil everywhere, which made Ning Qi even more surprised. Before, he thought there was at least one empty space. After all, the Zhenwu Underground Palace really existed here, but it didn't.

Ning Qi felt it carefully and found nothing unusual.

But suddenly.

His eyes lit up.

Finally found something wrong.

As he walked further out, he could feel that the soil outside was a little harder. The difference was very small, and at a distance of a thousand meters underground, almost no one except Ning Qi could find it.

Ning Qi followed the change in the hardness of the soil, but it was completely cut off a hundred miles away.

This means that the Zhenwu Underground Palace left and disappeared hundreds of miles away before escaping underground.

"This... Could it be that the Zhenwu Underground Palace is a living thing that can walk freely? Master left after receiving part of the inheritance."

He couldn't help but have all kinds of speculations.

"Is it some kind of huge beast or some kind of mechanism?"

Ning Qi walked out of the underground.

It has been confirmed that the Zhenwu Underground Palace has left, and staying down there will be no help.

He knew that this trip was over.

But it was not without gain.

"Whether the Zhenwu Underground Palace is a mechanism, a beast, or something else, since it appeared decades ago, it will definitely appear in the future, and perhaps it will follow certain rules."

"Master only got part of the Zhenwu inheritance back then, maybe because he was not talented enough. If the underground palace appears again, I should be able to get all the inheritance."

Ning Qi planned to ask about the situation in detail after returning to the mountain to see if he could find the rules for the appearance of the underground palace.

Perhaps Longshan Taoist was not the first person to get the Zhenwu inheritance, but the others had already died.

Ning Qi erased many traces.

Then he stepped into the air and left.

He didn't continue to dwell on it. Since he couldn't find it here, he would go to the next place. It was just a matter of luck.

Ye Qinghe had told him about it before when he went down the mountain to train.

In a small town, he heard a blind old man talking about the rumor about the Martial Saint.

...

The next morning.

Ning Qi walked slowly into the town.

He had asked Ye Qinghe in detail at the beginning. The blind old man in this town was a storyteller.

Ning Qi asked for directions and immediately got a warm reply:

"Are you talking about Mr. Sun? He is in the east of the city. You can see him when you go there."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded in thanks, then walked slowly towards the east. There was nothing special about this town. If there was anything special, it was that the residents here were very friendly, more friendly than the people in other places.

"The hometown of the Martial Saint? I don't know if it's true or not."

With this thought in mind, Ning Qi stopped outside a wooden shed.

The wooden shed was crowded with people inside and outside.

It was very lively.

Someone shouted from inside:

"Old man Li, can you play another part? I haven't heard enough today!"

"Please, old sir, play another part, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well today."

"How about telling the story of the Martial Saint who cuts the sky?"

Ning Qi was shocked and listened outside. The Martial Saint who cuts the sky was the name of the Martial Saint that Ye Qinghe mentioned before.

An old voice came from inside.

Everyone held their breath.

They were fascinated by it, and exclamations and uproars came from time to time.

But Ning Qi's eyes gradually became weird.

"Cut off the nine heavenly veins to save the people? Chasing the sun, and finally being punished by thunder from the sky?"

Even if Ning Qi had not yet come into contact with the realm of Martial Saint, he knew that this was impossible. This was obviously exaggerated by the old man himself, but the people liked to listen to this.

No wonder Ye Qinghe didn't talk about it.

But Ning Qi still listened carefully, hoping to get some useful information from it.

Soon.

With the sound of the gavel, everyone left their reward and left with a sense of satisfaction.

Ning Qi looked at the blind old man who was packing up his things.

His eyes were surprised.

This old man was not an ordinary person, he had a good cultivation.

The old man raised his head and smiled:

"Young man, you are a stranger, right? Today's storytelling is over, come again tomorrow."

Ning Qi smiled:

"You can't see, how do you know that I am a young man, and how do you know that I am a stranger."

Although he is now a young man.

"Although I am blind, I have been blind for a long time, and I can feel some things that normal people can't see. You are not as rotten as an old man like me, as for how to know that you are a stranger?"

The blind old man smiled.

"The locals won't just sit here and watch a blind old man like me close his stall."

Ning Qi smiled and put down a handful of copper coins and said:

"I like your story about the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint."

The old man waved his hand and said:

"You are not the only one who likes it. Many people like it. If you want to listen, come back tomorrow."

Ning Qi clasped his fists and left.

The old man looked up at the direction Ning Qi left and shook his head slightly.

The next day.

Ning Qi came again.

During this period, the blind old man told another story about the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint, but it was still outrageous and exaggerated, and everyone listened with gusto.

The end.

Ning Qi and the blind old man smiled and said hello and left.

He plans to stay here for a while.

Just in time to study the Blood King Gu here.

With the previous experience of creating the Golden Jade Pill recipe, this time it will save a lot of time. The main thing is to compare the previous medicinal properties of the relics and the Blood King Gu. By then, using the Night Pearl, we can create a pill with stronger medicinal properties than the Golden Jade Pill. medicine.

After all, the Blood King Gu has more energy than the relic.

The third day.

…

The fourth day.

…

Ning Qi went to listen to books every day, and many people even gradually became familiar with this frequent visitor from other places.

"Xiao Liu, you're here again!" someone said hello. This was Ning Qi's pseudonym.

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

This day.

Ning Qi finally heard a little different news.

"Our town is the hometown of Martial Saint Zhan Tian. He grew up here when he was young, and returned here in his later years. Some people have had a glimpse of him, but Martial Saint Zhan Tian is incredibly old..."

This is what Ye Qinghe mentioned before.

I think Ye Qinghe also stayed here for a few days.

Ning Qi is very patient.

Keep listening.

This information obviously has a more real feeling, making people seem to see the desolation of Wu Sheng.

in this way.

Time passes.

Ning Qi has been staying here for nearly a month. This is the longest time he has stayed in a place other than Zhenwu Mountain since he was born.

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The reason for staying so long.

One is to see if there is more news about Wu Sheng.

The second is for the Blood King Gu.

Although he had learned from Elder Shou before that there were no resonance or tracking marks on the Blood King Gu, to be on the safe side, Ning Qi still planned to get rid of it outside Zhenwu Mountain to avoid leaving any trouble on Zhenwu Mountain.

Three days ago.

Ning Qi has already deduced a prescription using Blood King Gu as the main medicine, which he calls Blood Jade Pill.

He sent a message asking Luo Wentian to send someone to send the rest of the auxiliary materials down the mountain.

By then.

He will not return to the mountain until he has refined the Blood Jade Pill at the foot of the mountain. In this way, even if the Southern Xinjiang Alliance really has the secret technique to track the Blood King Gu, it will not be able to find the head of Zhenwu Mountain.

Ning Qi looked up at the heavy rain outside the window and sighed slightly:

"Maybe Mr. Sun only knows this."

The blood jade elixir prescription was ready, and he planned to leave in a few days after the medicinal materials were delivered to the designated location.

Although his practice would not be delayed here, he was still more accustomed to Zhenwu Mountain, and there were many Taoist scriptures waiting for him to read there.

Ning Qi held an umbrella and went out.

There were almost no people on the road.

Arrive at the Storytelling Woodshed.

It was even more deserted.

Only the blind old man.

There was a heavy rain today. No matter how addicted the readers were, they would not come. Ning Qi originally thought that Mr. Sun would not come, but he did not expect that he would actually come.

And Mr. Sun obviously didn't expect Ning Qi to come.

"It turns out it's you, Xiao Liu..."

The old man smiled with emotion and began to tell stories as usual. This has been a habit he has formed over the years.

Ning Qi listened quietly and relaxed.

In the past month, he had heard many things more than once. Gradually, he just regarded this period of time as a special experience, and maybe he would smile lightly when he thought of it one day in the future.

There are still a few days left until departure.

He doesn't have many ideas anymore.

Heavy rain poured down on the wooden shed. An old man and a young man were reading and listening to a book. There was an inexplicable artistic conception.

a long time.

Only then did Mr. Sun stop. He glanced at the heavy rain outside the house, as if he could really see it.

"Young man, how long have you been here?" He suddenly spoke, without calling Ning Qi 'Xiao Liu'.

Ning Qi also looked outside the shed and said calmly:

"It's been almost a month."

"In one month, life can only last a few more months. Go back early. This blind old man like me is not worth wasting so much of your time."

Ning Qi smiled:

"It's nice here, old man. I think this month is very meaningful."

This is the truth. This month has made his state of mind vaguely change. This is a completely different feeling from Zhenwu Mountain.

Silence again.

After a while, Mr. Sun's faint voice slowly sounded:

"Perhaps the story of Wu Sheng should have ended long ago. After a while, it will be time for me to leave."

He could see that Ning Qi was particularly interested in Wu Sheng's story.

Ning Qi was stunned:

"Where are you going?"

The blind old man looked into the distance:

"We are all at home."

He waved his hand and began to pack up his storytelling tools, his voice seemed to be magical:

"It's better not to pursue matters at the level of Martial Saint. Excessive curiosity is sometimes not a good thing."

Ning Qi fell silent and asked:

"Old sir, did anyone really see Tianzhan Martial Saint returning in his later years?"

The blind old man chuckled:

"Maybe, who can tell the truth clearly from the fake? No one knows about Wu Sheng. Maybe there will be disasters in their later years. Maybe they want to convey some information, but they can't convey it at all. "

The unfocused pupils suddenly raised, and there was a sense of horror that made Ning Qi's heart skip a beat.

The blind old man drifted away.

It was pouring rain. He didn't hold an umbrella, but the rain didn't touch him. Occasionally, passers-by saw this scene, but they didn't show any surprise, as if they had never seen it.

Ning Qi stood alone in the wooden shed.

"Disaster? Unknown?"

He vaguely felt that he had touched the secret of the Martial Saint.

After a long time.

Ning Qi let out a long breath.

The boat will naturally straighten itself when it reaches the bridgehead.

Although he still doesn't know what secrets are hidden behind this realm, at least he is mentally prepared.

The rest.

At least he has to wait until he reaches the Martial Saint level one day and then slowly explore it clearly.

Ning Qi feels that this may be close to realization after his realm breaks through the Heavenly Man Realm, and he is not too far away from this step.

As long as the Blood Jade Pill is refined, Ning Qi can accelerate the promotion to the Yuan Dan.

Then, it is the Heavenly Man Realm.

The next day.

Ning Qi left quietly.

The wooden shed for listening to books was still there. Some people knew that Ning Qi had left after not seeing him for a few days. They couldn't help but feel regretful. There was no one to listen to. The blind old man sighed slightly and continued to tell the story of the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint.

...

After Ning Qi left the town, he arrived at a prefecture city close to Zhenwu Mountain.

He had previously sent a message to Luo Wentian to send people to prepare the auxiliary materials for refining the Blood Jade Pill and send them here.

When Ning Qi arrived, the auxiliary materials had already arrived.

In the courtyard.

Ning Qi laid out the precious medicinal materials one by one and took a pill furnace at random. For him, refining pills did not require external help.

Only the main materials were left.

He took out two purple jade bamboo tubes from his arms and opened one of them first. The Blood King Gu appeared and turned around Ning Qi. Even if Ning Qi was controlling it with special syllables, the Blood King Gu had a kind of manic meaning.

Ning Qi had discovered these days that it seemed that after the Blood King Gu matured, it began to become fierce.

If the two Blood King Gu were put together at this moment, I'm afraid it would be completely out of control.

Even so, this Blood King Gu is constantly circling around the other purple jade bamboo tube containing the Blood King Gu.

Ning Qi's mind moved, and the Qi solidified it in mid-air.

He has studied the use of the Blood King Gu these days.

Its essence lies in the three pairs of wings. Looking at the body with rich vitality is secondary. Ordinary people may not know how to use this Blood King Gu even if they get it.

Fortunately, this is not difficult for Ning Qi.

He has been observing the Blood King Gu from time to time in the past month, comprehending the special syllables he got from the two elders, Fat and Thin, and has also created some methods to draw out the essence of blood in the Blood King Gu.

At this moment.

His Qi vibrated at a special frequency, and the special syllables that only the Blood King Gu could hear were transmitted to its mind.

The next moment.

The surface of the Blood King Gu showed a trace of more intense blood patterns, and then gathered towards the three pairs of wings.

As time passed.

The three pairs of wings have become works of art. The blood jade wings are so beautiful that they make people palpitate, but the most exciting thing is the extremely rich energy essence.

The eyes of the blood king Gu have completely lost their vitality.

Ning Qi casually took off the three pairs of wings, and with a shake of the aura, the remains of the blood king Gu turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ning Qi's eyes were full of expectation.

No hesitation.

Open the furnace to refine the elixir!

The aura turned into an extremely violent flame, but the changes followed Ning Qi's heart. The medicinal materials were tempered one by one. The whole process of refining the elixir was as beautiful as a painting, but it was a pity that no one could appreciate this scene.

An hour later.

The elixir was completed.

Ning Qi's expression moved, and the aura completely enveloped the courtyard to prevent any movement from escaping.

He opened the elixir furnace, and there was a blood-colored glow surging, and the vitality and energy were extremely abundant.

"Six Blood Jade Pills."

Ning Qi took one without any hesitation, and then used the Heaven and Earth Mill to refine the Qi for cultivation.

Boom!

The roar that only Ning Qi could hear sounded, the Jade Liquid Sea shook, and strands of seawater poured into the mill to undergo refinement. However, after taking the Blood Jade Pill, the mill took on a bloody glow, and the refinement efficiency doubled.

Ning Qi felt the refinement efficiency was much faster than before, and he was happy.

"Like the Golden Jade Pill, one Blood Jade Pill is enough to speed up my cultivation for a month, but the effect is better."

"According to this progress... as long as ten Blood Jade Pills are taken, it will be enough for me to step into the Yuan Dan realm naturally."

Ning Qi nodded with satisfaction.

One Blood King Gu can refine six Blood Jade Pills, so there will be two left.

At that time, whether it is kept as a foundation for the Zhenwu Sect or used for other purposes, it will be fine.

But he also felt a little emotional.

He was indeed far beyond his peers. One Blood King Gu was enough to allow an ordinary Yuan Dan realm to advance to the Tian Ren realm, but for him, two Blood King Gu could only allow him to break through the Yuan Dan realm, and it was not a direct breakthrough, but just accelerated.

This was normal.

After all, Ning Qi was only in the Yuye realm now, and he already had a strength far beyond the ordinary Tian Ren realm, so it was naturally difficult to break through.

But then again, even if there was a pill that could directly help break through the realm, Ning Qi would not take it. He needed to ensure that his foundation was not flawed at all, so whether it was the deduction of the Golden Jade Pill or the Blood Jade Pill, Ning Qi was deducing in the direction of accelerating cultivation rather than the direction of directly breaking through the realm.

Ning Qi was relaxed.

Copying the same.

Successfully refined another Blood King Gu into six Blood Jade Pills.

In this way.

Even if the Southern Xinjiang Alliance has all-powerful means, it is impossible to find the trace of the Blood King Gu.

At present.

The Southern Xinjiang Alliance has not made any movement yet, presumably because it has not yet noticed that the fat and thin elders have lost contact.

But if they really react, they will eventually suspect the Demon Sect.

The unique and extremely poisonous martial arts can be found with just a check. After all, Elder Wang had used it in Zhenwu Mountain before. Although Ning Qi deliberately erased the traces, he felt that the Southern Xinjiang Alliance should be able to find the true traces with its means, otherwise it would not be worthy of being compared with the Demon Sect.

As for the fact that Zhuang Chen escaped to the Zhenwu Sect alive after the destruction of the Divine Sword Sect.

This may make the Zhenwu Sect suspected.

But if things go wrong, the Southern Xinjiang Alliance may think that the Demon Sect is using a knife to kill people.

After all, the strength of the Zhenwu Sect was far from enough to destroy the base of the Southern Border Alliance. Even with the addition of Tianjian Zhenren, it was still a tough task. The means and strength displayed by the fat and thin elders would not be weaker than those of Longshan Taoist and Tianjian Zhenren.

Ning Qi thought carefully.

After confirming that there was nothing missing, he headed towards the direction of Zhenwu Mountain.

It was the first time he had been away from home for so long, and he was a little homesick.