Ning Tao turned around, "Senior Yin, what do you mean by this?"

Yin Molan snorted coldly, "What do you think of this place?"

Ning Tao said coldly, "What do you want?"

"You know so many secrets about me, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to leave like this, right?" Yin Molan said in a gloomy voice.

Lin Qinghua was nervous and scared in his heart, and he brushed his face out again, this time it was the face of Tang Xuanzong, which he was most familiar with, with imperial majesty. But his performance was not at all related to the emperor, he hid behind Ning Tao, raised his hand and pointed at Yin Molan, "Do you know who my master's old man is?

In his eyes, Ning Tao is almost the "spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao", and he must be more powerful than this Yin Molan. But he didn't know that more than a month ago, his "master" was still standing guard at the gate of Shancheng University, repairing damaged desks and chairs.

"Hmph, what's so terrible about a cultivator?" Yin Molan said disdainfully: "Do you know why no one chooses to enter the Tao from a doctor? That's because a cultivator who enters the Tao from a doctor can make do with nothing but alchemy medicine, but what else can he do besides alchemy medicine? Can he refine magic weapons? Can he do magic? If I don't brag, I can kill you two with one fist!"

"You brag!" Lin Qinghua interjected.

Yin Molan snorted coldly, raised his fist above his head, and a cloud of black qi suddenly swirled around his fist. A second later, he slammed his fist into the ground.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, there was suddenly a large pit on the stone slab ground under Yin Molan's feet, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the surrounding stone slabs.

With this punch, killing a rhinoceros is not a problem!

Ning Tao was shocked in his heart, but his face was very calm, he said lightly: "You really have two strokes, but you also underestimate me too much, you said that I don't know spells, I will cast a spell for you now! ”

"Hahaha!" Yin Molan laughed loudly.

Ning Tao was not angry, "I said I can spell, what are you laughing at?"

Yin Molan sneered: "Spells, that is something that only existed in the Spirit Ancient Era, and that era has long since ended. In today's world, the environment is deteriorating, and the aura is about to be exhausted, and no cultivator can still cast spells. When grabbing land, you can only take out the magic weapons left by various sects or ancestors to support the scene. But even if it's a magic weapon, it's one less time to use it. Now the magic weapons of many sects and big families are very scarce, and they will never use them until they fight to the death, and they will never be used as a last resort, and you actually told me that you know how to spell?"

"Why is this happening?" Ning Tao asked again.

"How do I know? Many people have tried to solve the mystery of the end of the Linggu Era, but no one has been able to solve it to this day. This Ancestral Pill is a thing from the Linggu Era. Also, above the cultivation of the truth is the cultivation of immortals, let me ask you, when have you ever seen a real immortal?"

Ning Tao shook his head. Not to mention what kind of immortal he is, even the saying "above the cultivation of truth is the cultivation of immortals" is the first time he has heard it.

Yin Molan snorted lightly and said disdainfully: "I forgive you for not seeing it, you have been in the Dao for a very short time, but you actually dare to open a sect to accept a little demon as a disciple, in my opinion, you are just a frog at the bottom of the well!"

Ning Tao was still not angry, "You said that no one in this world's cultivators can use spells, and magic weapons are used less than once, so ...... Have you used a rotten artifact?"

Yin Molan was slightly stunned, "Why are you asking this?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ning Tao's mouth, "I opened a clinic, you can understand it as a cultivation clinic, I not only treat people but also demons, in addition, my clinic has also carried out a business of repairing broken magic weapons, if you have a broken magic weapon, you can bring it to me, I can repair it for you." Of course, it's not free. ”

"You kid, are you kidding me? I've been in the cultivation realm for so long, and I've never heard of anyone who can repair broken magic weapons, you treat you as an immortal!" Yin Molan sprayed Ning Tao in one bite.

Ning Tao said: "Believe it or not, anyway, I have already repaired a magic weapon for a senior, and I have made an appointment to come and pick it up tonight." I thought that I wouldn't be delayed for too long with you, but I didn't expect that you were really messing around, there was no festival between us, and you actually wanted to force me to do alchemy for you. ”

Yin Molan's eyes were like knives, "You guy first said that he knew how to do spells, and now he said that he can repair magic weapons, you want to lie to me and then escape, right? If it weren't for the fact that you still have some ability in alchemy, I would have killed you now!"

"Have you heard of Xuntu Yan?" Ning Tao said in a light tone.

Yin Molan was suddenly shocked, "Looking for the soil inkstone?"

Where does Ning Tao know what Xuan Tianzi and Xuan Dizi are, he snorted casually, "It's Xuan Tianzi's earth-seeking inkstone, and the senior I'm talking about who is going to take the magic weapon is Xuan Tianzi, you can talk about it later." ”

"Fart! Xuantianzi has disappeared for hundreds of years, and legend has it that he has crossed the tribulation and ascended, and his earth-seeking inkstone will let you repair it for him? I think you are sincere in looking for death!" Yin Molan's body was entangled with black qi, and he was ready to make a move.

Ning Tao took out the earth-seeking inkstone from the small medicine box and held it in his hand.

Yin Molan's eyes suddenly straightened, and her voice trembled, "This...... This ......"

Ning Tao didn't speak, he slowly took out a bottle of ink from the small medicine box, unscrewed the cap, and then poured thirty milliliters of ink into the earth-seeking inkstone.

When the ink enters the inkstone, a strange energy field is suddenly born, and the "earth-seeking inkstone" condensed by the aura looms in the ink.

This scene can be seen at a glance to be an extraordinary quality magic weapon, not to mention the "LGO" of the cultivator Xuan Tianzi.

"It's really Xuan Tianzi's earth-seeking inkstone!" Yin Molan finally recognized it, after all, he was a person who had been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, and even if he hadn't seen some celebrity magic weapons with his own eyes, he was familiar with them.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ink in the inkstone of the earth search for soil began to ripple, and the ripples converged into a shape similar to an arrow, and poured into a scale that was the ruins of the roofless stone house.

Ning Tao glanced at the amplitude of the oscillation of the ink, was surprised in his heart, and said secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect that there is spiritual soil in this Qinglong Mountain, it seems that the amount is still considerable! No wonder Yin Molan can give Lin Qinghua spiritual soil, it turns out that those spiritual soils come from here!"

A touch of murder flashed in Yin Molan's green eyes, now that the cultivation resources are scarce, cultivators will fight for a little spiritual cultivation place, let alone a treasure like spiritual soil. He originally had the heart to kill people if he didn't cooperate, but when he found that there was spiritual soil hidden here, his murderous heart became even stronger.

However, as soon as he was about to start, Ning Tao said: "I don't know how to use this earth-seeking inkstone, and I have to ask Xuantianzi's predecessors for advice later." ”

The name "Xuan Tianzi" entered his ears again, and Yin Molan's murderous intent suddenly froze for a moment. No, this kid has repaired Xuan Tianzi's earth-seeking inkstone, which is equivalent to a friend who has a relationship with Xuantianzi, if he kills Ning Tao, Xuantianzi will probably think that he wants to rob the earth-seeking inkstone, so don't beat him to death!

Taking advantage of Yin Molan's hesitation, Ning Tao bit the index finger of his right hand, bent down and dragged it on the stone slab on the ground, and as soon as he circled, a bloodlock pattern was born.

This is what he calls "casting spells".

In fact, as early as Yin Molan forced him to cooperate, and when he refused, he felt that Yin Molan had moved his heart to kill people, and it was at that time that he moved his mind to draw a blood lock to open the door of convenience and take Lin Qinghua away. First of all, he will definitely not be able to beat Yin Molan, who has practiced for hundreds of years, even if everyone excludes the identity of a cultivator, just the identity of a thousand households in Jinyi is enough to abuse him thousands of times. Secondly, he also took Lin Qinghua, a little demon who played soy sauce, once the war started, Lin Qinghua would definitely be the first to die. In this case, how dare he be a hero?

"What are you going to do?" When Yin Molan came back to his senses, Ning Tao had already drawn the blood lock.

Ning Tao said, "Don't you don't believe that I can cast a spell? ”

"What spell?"

"Don't worry, it's just a small spell. Ning Tao inserted the key to the clinic into the blood lock.

The door of convenience opened with a bang, and a hole in the ground was as black as ink. Ning Tao and Lin Qinghua stayed in the air for a few tenths of a second, and fell into the hole with a whoosh.

"Boy, where to go!"

Yin Molan stepped on his feet, the stone bricks on the ground cracked, and his body pierced into the hole in the ground like an arrow shot out of the string.

The Gate of Aspects suddenly disappeared.

Yin Molan hit his head on the ground, with a muffled bang, his head slammed into the ground, his neck was completely submerged, and the whole person was like a humanoid javelin pierced into the ground.

Outside the Clinic.

Lin Qinghua sat on the ground with a slump in his ass, and the good and evil were glaring at him angrily, and he didn't realize it.

Ning Tao sighed, "It's a pity that that guy didn't catch up." ”

Lin Qinghua looked palpitating, "Master, are you old man confused? How terrible is that guy, you actually want him to catch up?"

Ning Tao snorted coldly, "Hmph, I wish he came, he didn't chase him to count his luck." ”

You must know that Chen Pingdao, a Tiangu Daoist who has lived for more than 2,000 years, has been treated obediently by the Tianwai Clinic, and has no temper at all, what is a mere Yin Molan? Yin Molan wants to kill him, the owner of the clinic, in the Tianwai Clinic, and the Tianwai Clinic will suppress him in seconds!

This experience made Ning Tao make a decision, in the future, he will fight if he wins, and if he can't win, he will take it to the Tianwai Clinic!

"Master, what now?" Lin Qinghua asked.

Ning Tao said: "It's so late, don't you sleep? Of course, go back to sleep." ”

Lin Qinghua smiled bitterly, "Where can I sleep, what if that Yin Molan comes to the door?" No, I'll be here with your old man." ”

Ning Tao pointed at the Good and Evil Ding, "If you can stay here, you can stay." ”

Lin Qinghua then moved his eyes to look at the Good and Evil Ding, and at a glance, the vicious eyes of the Good and Evil Ding seemed to penetrate his body and soul at once, and his legs were weak, and then said: "Master, I, I'd better go back." ”

At this time, Ning Tao suddenly grabbed his hand and pushed him into the convenient door that had just opened.

The darkness receded, and when Lin Qinghua's eyes saw things again, they were already on the roof of a residential building.

"This ...... What kind of place is this?" Lin Qinghua raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his gaze suddenly stopped on a building that resembled pants, and then he was stunned on the spot.

Welcome to the northern capital.