Chapter Twenty-Five: The Crisis Subconscious

Wisps of spiritual power continued to flow into the iron pickaxe.

With the blessing of spiritual power, the iron pickaxe emitted bursts of light.

On the surface, this thing is very ordinary, but in fact, it is a magic weapon that has been refined by the Eight Classics.

Yes, this ordinary iron pickaxe is actually a magic weapon.

Of course, it's not a precious thing, it's a gadget that a refiner can make at will.

Not into the stream, but useful.

At least digging spirit stone mines, it's really easy to use, and it's quite able to withstand destruction.

Ning Nan has been mining in the Miscellaneous Yard for a long time, and the iron pickaxe in his hand is still the original one, and it has not been damaged until now.

"After returning to the outer gate, I must learn to refine the weapon, Senior Sister Zhu has always said that my refining weapon has a future, so I should naturally give it a try......"

Ning Nan muttered to himself while digging: "When I learn to refine the weapon, I will directly make one hundred and eighty puppets out, see who dares to come to me for trouble, and directly use the puppet to kill him......"

"Speaking of which, Senior Sister Zhu is also a refiner, I don't know why she doesn't have a puppet or anything by her side......"

"I heard before that Senior Sister Zhu was born with a spirit general to protect her body, if there is a puppet, won't the spirit general be able to exert greater power? I really don't understand Senior Sister Zhu's thoughts......

"Alas......"

Ning Nan muttered to himself for a long time, then suddenly stopped.

He pressed the pickaxe against the ground, and he supported the pickaxe with both hands, his expression a little dark.

In the final analysis, the reason why he fell into this situation was Zhu Caiwei.

He is not an iron man who doesn't understand the relationship between men and women.

In fact, he also vaguely knew that Zhu Caiwei had a deep meaning for him.

He just didn't know how he felt about Zhu Caiwei.

Rejoice? Annoying? No.

He Ningnan, no matter who he hates, he won't hate Zhu Caiwei.

That woman, but after he went up the mountain, the only thing that treated him well!

Back then, with the agreement with his eldest brother Ningbei, he went up the mountain without looking back, wanting to work hard to cultivate, but he was mired in treacherous clouds.

Taste the sinister hearts of people, and the world is not ancient.

It was Zhu Caiwei, his senior sister Zhu, who took him through those difficult years.

So, in his heart, is there really no strange thing about Zhu Caiwei?

This question, after falling into such a situation, he has asked himself countless times.

The answer is obvious.

So he didn't complain about that woman at all, only Yang Youfang hated, and Bai Haizhi.

Because of Zhu Caiwei, he and Yang Youfang are on the same page, and you have gone through countless tricks with open guns and hidden arrows.

Yang Youfang himself is not too strong, and what makes Ning Nan jealous is only the people behind him.

That guy also likes Zhu Caiwei, the most colorful flower in the outer door, but I don't know why, he never ends up by himself, but encourages Yang Youfang to get Zhu Caiwei.

Even after Yang Youfang spent some price, he also helped him invite Bai Haizhi, an outer sect elder, to deal with Ning Nan.

This guy's actions, Ning Nan can't understand.

Of course, to say that Ning Nan doesn't hate this person's pushing, it is naturally false.

It's just that I heard that that guy is about to reach the Qi Refining Realm, and among the outer disciples, he is also a strong existence, and Ning Nan doesn't want to face it head-on for the time being.

"I don't know when I'll be able to go back to the outer gate, and I don't know when I'll see my eldest brother again......"

Sighing lightly, Ning Nan didn't think much about it, he knew that he couldn't waste time anymore, during this time, he was too high-profile, and it was estimated that some things had already reached the outer door.

This is not a good sign, Ning Nan knows it very well in his heart.

Because, he knows Yang Youfang.

That guy is notoriously retributive, and at the same time, he is also notoriously ruthless.

Since he even dared to buckle his head with such a hat that was full of mistakes and omissions after careful discernment, it was not impossible to use even more vicious methods.

"Demon Cultivator, ......"

Ning Nan shook his head and sighed lightly, with a hint of strangeness on his face.

The ancient immortal realm immortal demon war shattered the heavens and the earth, and the immortal gate rebuilt the current immortal domain with great mana on the ruins, and then, built the mountain customs to isolate all demons.

Today's immortal realm, demon cultivation, is already a rather distant term.

That Yang Youfang can pull out such a ridiculous thing, and there are still people who are willing to believe it, and detain this crime on Ning Nan.

It is enough to imagine how determined this Yang Youfang is.

Because there are not enough benefits, who wants to deal with a rather gifted outer disciple like this?

If the Zongwu Pavilion investigates, who will be able to escape these people who participated in this matter?

At the risk of losing his skin if he doesn't die, he also wants to frame Ning Nan, it is enough to imagine what Yang Youfang has paid.

"That guy, it's not going to be a sell-out, right? I heard that some elders are quite good at Longyang, and Yang Youfang's appearance is okay, only half a cut worse than me, it's exactly the type that those old immortals like......"

Ning Nan was very wicked, arranging Yang Youfang in his heart.

Swing the pickaxe and dig down, and the dirt flies.

The simple and boring movements were repeated repeatedly, and although Ning Nan felt a little relaxed because of the arrangement of Yang Youfang, a strong sense of crisis soon rose.

If Yang Youfang really paid such a price to get him, it was with the idea of taking his life.

Now, although he is unattainable in the eyes of the miscellaneous disciples, in fact, he is getting closer and closer to some unknowable danger.

"It seems that I have to work harder to cultivate, now the cultivation efficiency is average, and I can't make breakthroughs in a short period of time, so I can't get carried away in front of a group of miscellaneous disciples except for the limelight......

Ning Nan was vigilant in his heart.

The pickaxe continued to swing.

The spiritual power in his body was constantly decreasing.

Through such a stirring of stagnant water-like spiritual power, his body also absorbed more nutrients.

The physique is constantly improving.

When he reaches a certain level, he will be able to carry out the step of clearing the veins, and after all the meridians in his body are opened, his strength will inevitably skyrocket to an unimaginable level.

When the time comes, he will refine the essence of his whole body to condense the spirit pill, and he will directly become a powerhouse in the Qi refining realm condensation pill stage......

Well, the idea is very good, and as for the practice, there is still quite a long process......

Anyway, it's all over if you move towards this goal.

In this regard, Ning Nan's idea has always been simple.

Coming up with a goal, analyzing a goal, accomplishing it, simple steps, that's all.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, Ning Nan's heavily swung iron pickaxe was shaken by something and let out a trembling sound.

The strong anti-shock force directly shook his whole body two steps back, and his arms were numb for a while.

"What's going on?"

Ning Nan's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked at the mine wall with some surprise.