Chapter Twenty-Three: A Blessing in Disguise?

Without waiting for Ning Yan to speak, she raised her hand again, and the copper hairpin hidden on the former's body flew out and hid under the red clothes: "Borrow a token for use." ”

Seeing the figure of the sequoia disappear from the furnace hole, he could only hope that everything would go well.

He sensed that the coldness around him was gradually fading, and it would not be long before it would disappear completely, and he would probably not be able to resist it for a breath.

"Is this juice poisonous?" remembered Sequoia's words before leaving.

He hesitated for a moment before he hooked it with his hand and tasted it, the taste was astringent, and finally it was a little sweet, and the spirit yuan in the dantian was faintly active, and he seemed to be very excited.

"The origin of these medicinal juices is not simple, they can be used as medicine by Qing Jianzi, and they must also be promoted to a class of cultivation, but I didn't expect that the first time I took Dan in my life, it would be in this environment. ”

He sighed and began to swallow the medicinal juice around him: "Anyway, it will eventually merge with me and fulfill the wish of that old Pi Lady Dan, and now I will complete the fusion ahead of schedule, hoping that Sequoia can handle it." ”

Every sip of medicinal juice entered the body, coupled with the changes in the qi machine that came with the Dan furnace, Ning Yan had almost just entered the cultivation state, and all the medicinal power was easily refined, which could be called fast, and it could be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Of course, he might be happier if he could change the environment.

The space in the Dan furnace can accommodate two people to stand without being crowded, up and down, large and small balls of medicinal juice floating in the air, colorful, there are no less than hundreds of them, and Ning Yan feels a little supported in the end.

"Is it the second layer of qi refining?" Ning Yan was a little surprised when he noticed the change in his cultivation, according to his previous calculations, it would take at least ten days and half a month to break through to the second layer of qi refining.

"As long as Sequoia can solve the problem, I will make a lot of money this time!" Ning Yan forcibly endured his excitement, and his heart was full of excitement, for fear that Sequoia would fail, and even if he cultivated more, it would be useless.

On the contrary, he will also be blessed by misfortune, and his cultivation will be greatly improved, and he will definitely make no losses!

Unconsciously, dozens of medicinal juices had been swallowed, and he couldn't remember how long time had passed, but Ning Yan got his wish and came to the third layer of qi refining, and the spiritual yuan in the dantian increased greatly.

There was a loud roar like thunder on his body, deafening, reaching the depths of his soul, thought-provoking, and only he could hear it.

This is the awakening thunder, Sequoia once said that when the immortal cultivator is in the Qi refining period, there are three watersheds, and every time he steps into a watershed, there will be a awakening thunder, which means that the three provinces and my body, attach importance to the results, have a solid foundation, and strengthen the faith.

In the same way, when we enter a watershed, our practice will become more and more difficult.

"Now there is still half of the medicinal juice left here, it can't be wasted, maybe there is only one chance!" He didn't hesitate, and continued to swallow the medicinal juice, even if it was to be refined into an elixir in the end, at least he had to pass the addiction of a breakthrough.

I don't know if the redwoods left this cold field with sound insulation, anyway, I didn't hear a sound outside during the whole process, Ning Yan waited anxiously, but there was nothing to do, so he could only digest those medicinal juices with all his heart.

Until a certain moment, the temperature of the Dan furnace suddenly plummeted, and the medicinal juice in the furnace spilled one after another, and many of them turned into green smoke in the air and dissipated.

Without the power of the Dan furnace, the medicinal juice could not last forever, but fortunately, most of it was eaten by himself, and the loss was not too great, Ning Yan felt a little comforted.

After refining all the medicinal power, Ning Yan got up and listened to the movement outside, the Dan furnace still had residual temperature, and it was suddenly interrupted, obviously losing its follow-up power, but unfortunately there was still no sound outside.

He tried to push the lid of the furnace, and was surprised to find that it was easily opened, and when he poked his head out, he saw that the entire cave was empty, not to mention the green sword, not even the redwoods.

"No, it won't be the same fate, right?" After he dared to finish speaking, he snorted twice, jumped out of the Dan furnace, and carefully examined it in the cave, and could faintly see some traces of fighting, and there were still blood stains on the ground.

Sequoia is a spirit body, this blood is definitely not hers, Ning Yan quickly made a judgment, and Sequoia expected it to be good, that Qing Jianzi was indeed injured.

There was none of the medicinal materials left in the cave before, and it is estimated that they were all thrown into the Dan furnace by the green sword, and they were indeed prepared.

I took my phone back from the stone table, but unfortunately the screen was black, it should be turned off without power, and I put it away after checking that it was not broken.

"Where did the redwoods go?" this was the only thing Ning Yan was curious about.

Outside the cave, he finally found some traces, the cliff wall near here had been cut off, and there were similar traces in the distance, as if someone was being hunted down.

"It should be Qing Jianzi on the run, right?" Ning Yan frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart: "No matter who it is, since Sequoia has bought me time, I must not let her down!"

Thinking of this, Ning Yan began to look around, and after a long sound, he really let him find a thick and sturdy vine, which fell into the clouds and mist deep in the cliff.

Not long after, Ning Yan was a little dumbfounded when he looked at the endless blue ocean in front of him, no wonder that Qing Jianzi dared to say that he had to rely on him to leave here, and he really didn't scare himself.

This place looks like an isolated island in the East China Sea, and I don't know if anyone has ever found it, and if you want to leave here, you can only rely on yourself in the hope of encountering fishing boats.

When he came down from the cliff just now, Ning Yan had a whim to gather Lingyuan on the soles of his feet, and he became as light as a swallow, and he was extremely vigorous.

If he was running on the water, he might be able to reproduce the scene of floating on the water, but unfortunately there were no spectators around, and he didn't plan to do it, just think about it, if the spirit yuan was exhausted halfway, he would probably die in the deep sea.

"Alas, for now, apart from waiting for the fishing boats, I can only hope that Sequoia will come back soon. Ning Yan sat down on the ground, not at ease, because Qing Jianzi might also come back.

After several days, Ning Yan waited anxiously, but fortunately, there were a lot of wild fruits on the desert island, and he could barely eat enough, and at night, with the help of the stars, he finally had a rough guess about his current location.

"This should not be far from Ningtai City, about two hundred nautical miles, and there will definitely be fishing boats nearby. He casually dropped the finished coconut shells, just stacking them on top of each other to form a tall triangular pile.

There is also a pile of grass and branches next to it, and there are many of them on a desert island, and when it is ignited, billowing black smoke comes out.

Two days later, on this afternoon, Ning Yan finally waited for a fishing boat that went out to patrol, the boat owner was a white-haired old man, his body was still tough, and the other was the old man's son, with a Chinese face, in his forties, and he was very enthusiastic.

After getting on the fishing boat, Ning Yan still did not relax, afraid that Qing Jianzi would suddenly return and meet him, so he urged the old man to leave the boat, and he was not relieved until he was far away from that sea area.

"Did the little brother get stuck on that desert island in a boat accident?" The old man took out some dry food and pure water and handed it over, Ning Yan hurriedly thanked him, shook his head and smiled: "It's almost, this time thanks to the two of you." ”