11. Chapter 11 The Great Magus of the Cultivation Realm
Ning Qing was a spirit, and then he remembered that he was not alone now, and there was still a sword spirit following him.
When he turned his head, he saw Ning Gouyu standing beside him, his body suspended behind him, holding a wisp of black gas in his hand, and his gorgeous suit was still so upright, without even a little wrinkle.
Ning Gou Yu bowed his head at Ning Qing, and slightly raised the black qi in his hand, explaining: "This is hypnosis, which has the effect of suggesting manipulation. ”
When Ning Qing heard this, he looked at the wisp of black qi.
The black qi was originally very honest, but when he felt Ning Qing's gaze, he writhed very shyly, as if he couldn't withstand Ning Qing's fiery gaze at all.
Even, it shrank back, leaned softly and weakly towards Ning Gouyu, and was pinched by Ning Gouyu before it quieted down again, looking wilted.
The little pitiful yo is like a little daughter-in-law who is targeted by an idiot but no one rescues her.
…… What the heck!
Ning Qing shook his head, trying to shake out the terrible barrage such as "you treat me as a kitten and puppy beside him" out of his head, and think about more meaningful things.
Ning Qing knew that he had been hypnotized by secret calculations before, but he had never figured out how Shao Yuan, who was also in the Qi Refining Period, could cast such a spell.
The quality of the internal qi of the Qi Refining Stage cultivator is not high, and he can only use some basic spells, with few exceptions.
Hypnosis is not a basic spell, and Shao Yuan does not have a special physique, so it is this hypnotic that he can cast a spell.
That's a lot of cool stuff.
Ning Qing asked, "Is this kind of evil qi rare, how much do you know about this thing?"
Ning Gou Yu shook his head and replied: "I don't know much about this kind of evil qi, and I vaguely remember that few people are born and raised, and if there is no medicine to induce it, it is really difficult to eradicate it." ”
As he spoke, Ning Gouyu pointed to the black shadow not far away, and Ning Qing took advantage of the situation and saw that it was like a piece of burnt asphalt, constantly falling and struggling to stand up, and at the same time dripping with slimy liquid.
It's a mire like that.
Ning Qing felt a little churning in her stomach, but Ning Gou Yu was very calm, and added: "The master is confined to the illusion and is not lost. Because of this, the evil spirit will be lured out, and the crisis will follow. I have no cure, only to weaken it. ”
Before the words fell, he stretched out his left hand to hold the other evil qi on Ning Qing's body, and gently pulled out a wisp of black, which was merged with the wisp in his right hand.
The black qi on Ning Qing's body was obviously lighter.
This action was repeated a few more times, and gradually Ning Gou was no longer able to tear away the black qi, but Ning Qing's body was still surrounded by a faint black mist.
Ning Gouyu pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly: "It's my fault that I failed to help my master stay safe." ”
Ning Qing moved his hands and feet, and his eyes did not leave the mire.
He didn't dare to look at Ning Gouyu's little expression now, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he must be selling cuteness again.
If he accidentally didn't hold back and changed the wrong topic with one mouth, it would be a lot of fun.
Ning Qing felt that the world was too unfriendly to him, and his skills must have been crooked somewhere, so he had an attribute of "every time he changes the topic, he will inevitably fall into his own pit".
It's just a bloody face that is confused by the malice of the big world.
I'd rather regurgitate than pit yourself!
Ning Qing is extremely convinced that he belongs to the cultivation of foodies, others can't eat two bites, and he can eat two more bites if he can't eat.
Ning Qing looked at the mire monster with a resolute face and asked, "How can you solve the evil qi in your hand?"
Ning Gou didn't know why he said, "Yes." ”
"Do you know the medicine primer to eradicate this thing?" Ning Qing finally turned his head back, looked at Ning Gouyu's confused little eyes, and felt that it was much less lethal than selling cuteness, so he asked seriously, "This illusion doesn't seem to be under my control, when will it disappear?"
Ning Gou Yu threw out the evil qi in his hand, and they were overwhelmed by the fire before they even had time to struggle: "The medicine is a large-leaf scorching light flower and a lock heart vine." When the evil gas burns out, the illusion will be shattered. ”
Ning Qing nodded, silently watching the evil qi burning, and actually breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Don't dwell on the advanced question of where Shao Yuan got the hypnotic brake first, this time he was already very lucky that he didn't trigger the death flag.
Even the two materials you need are easy to come by.
There is no such medicinal material as the Big-Leaf Burning Light Flower on the earth, but it is very common in the cultivation realm, and the popularization process is equivalent to Angelica sinensis and Panax notoginseng, which can be bought in most pharmacies, so there is no need to look for it everywhere.
The lock-hearted vine is also very common, it is a poisonous plant that grows in damp, backlit, and corpse-heavy places, and can generally be seen in mass graves, which is more terrifying to mortals, but not much of a threat to monks.
According to this information, as long as you take the time to collect these two medicines one day, you can get them together immediately.
Ning Qing was in a much better mood, and bent the corners of her lips to look at Ning Gouyu: "When you have a medicine primer, how can you get rid of the evil qi?"
Ning Gouyu looked at Ning Qing, and was also a little happy: "Burn." ”
After talking for a long time, you still burned and burned in the end? Ning Gou leftover, do you really have nothing to do with the FFF group?
Ning Qing almost didn't laugh, he tried his best to swallow these brain holes back into his stomach, and watched the mire monster ignite into ashes little by little.
The illusion faded as the mireur vanished, revealing its original hut.
Ning Qing only glanced at it and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
The house was in shambles, the tables and chairs had been shattered, and the death was miserable, apparently smashed by him.
On the wreckage of the tables and chairs, there is also a small flag with a gray face, and the flagpole is soaked in the overturned tea bowl, which is simply a drought and a flood without a sense of balance.
Ning Qing endured a toothache and picked up Xiaoqi, patted off the dust on it, wiped off the water traces, and checked it. Xiaoqi's vitality is quite tenacious, and he didn't die in the face of such a blow, although he still looks ugly.
"I now believe it's a defensive weapon. Ning Qing touched the flag and said, "Your eyesight is really good." ”
Although he had only only entered the Qi refining period, his strength was definitely not small, and it was absolutely impossible for an ordinary flag to withstand such a force.
Ning Gou was praised and was a little happy, his eyes lit up slightly, and he said: "The master has nothing to take advantage of now, so it's okay to replace it with this flag for the time being." This thing is not seriously damaged, it can be refined by internal qi, and it will be restored in time. There is only one thing that must be paid attention to, and the master should act according to his ability and think twice when he is cultivating. ”
Ning Qing let out an "oh", put the small flag into his arms, and did not rush to sacrifice.
He felt that he had been quite unlucky lately, and it had only been a long time since he had encountered so many things, and it was not a good thing. Maybe he should go find something to transship?
Ning Qing sighed, and knew in her heart that this was an extravagant hope. In this world of luck, if there is a transfer item anywhere, it will definitely be a crazy robbery for the whole people.
Prosperity means that there are many opportunities, which means that there will always be one thing that will be enriched.
This can be the foundation that cultivators value the most, and it is the four essential elements of cultivation.
Therefore, a treasure that Xiao Qingshan does not know the root can attract so many fanatical monks.
For the safety of his life, he must walk in brocade clothes at night and keep a low profile.
The corners of Ning Qing's lips raised a smile without warmth, and under Ning Gouyu's reminder, he roughly cleaned up the house, and then gave up cultivation and went to sleep honestly.
After tossing and turning, it almost makes people tired and cry.
Ning Qing got up late the next day, breakfast had passed, and lunch was about to start.
Ning Qing touched his hungry stomach, got up and took the dog leftovers to go out to buy food, and went to the pharmacy by the way, replenished the healing herbs, and also purchased a lot of large-leaf Blaze Flowers.
When he returned to the courtyard where he was temporarily staying, he was surprised to see two acquaintances.
Or half-baked is more appropriate.
The one in the moon-white robe was the deacon of their Imperial Void Sect, and the one in the snow-blue robe was the one who had saddened him several times.
Probably thanks to Ye Haoyuan's blessing, these two people did not break through the door, and they were both honestly waiting at the gate. When the two saw Ning Qing coming back, they immediately greeted them.
The deacon's disciple spoke first and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, but Master Ning's nephew's demeanor is still the same." ”
The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe didn't speak, but just looked at Ning Qing with a very strange look.
Ning Qing pretended not to see it, and said with a cheerful smile on her face: "It turned out to be two senior uncles!
Deacon's Disciple: ......
Monk in the Snow Green Robe: ......
What's wrong with this person, asking like this once or twice?!
How can a monk say hello and open his mouth to eat or not?
The deacon's disciple reluctantly smiled and said, "Master Ning's nephew is really lively. ”
Ning Qing nodded, and said hospitablely: "I bought lunch, do you want to have some, uncle?"
As he spoke, he also raised the small paper bag in his hand, and the smell of rice emanated from the paper bag, causing the gluttonous worms in people's stomachs to move.
The monk in the Xueqing Dao robe had an ugly face, and his tone was not too good: "We are not laymen, and we have no such 'elegant' good, thank you for not being sensitive!"
Ning Qing listened to it and knew that the other party was sarcastic about him, so he deliberately put on an expression of "I don't understand what you people in the city are talking about".
I saw him with a confused face and said, "Uh...... Isn't Uncle Shi going to eat? Is it embarrassing? Oh, don't be embarrassed, what is our relationship, don't be polite to me! I said last time that I would invite you to dinner. ”
Sure enough, it's stupid!
The two deacons thought in unison that this man could never be the recipient of the treasure.
The deacon's disciple's expression was much gentler, and he prevaricated: "How can I be polite to my master and nephew? It's just that I have already eaten the food, so I don't need to use it anymore." ”
Ning Qing was happy again: "Then forget it, I'll invite you to dinner next time." ”
The deacon's disciple hurriedly said, "Then I'll wait for his day." By the way, the elixir in the hands of the master and nephew?"
Ning Qing glanced at the medicine bag in his hand, shook his head and said: "It's not an elixir, it's just an ordinary healing herb, and it is not expensive to buy it from Jirentang at the entrance of the street, one or two silver." ”
The monk in the Xue Qing Dao robe snorted suspiciously: "Who knows if what you say is true or false?