And just when Ning Zhe successfully cultivated the second step of picking up stars, in a flowery valley in the northern frontier, an old man in a colorful robe had a smile floating on his face, and muttered: "Yes, yes, I knew that there would be this day, but I didn't expect it to come so soon." Looks like it won't be long before I can get out of this hellish place, haha......"

At the same time, there is a bottomless strait in the endless maelstrom, known as the most mysterious and dangerous place in the maelstrom, which is blocked by a black mist all the year round, and all the monks who enter it, no matter how high or low the realm, have no living mouth. Over time, it also became a forbidden place for all the monks of the Maelstrom.

However, at this moment, the black 'colored' mist suddenly rolled up, and an angry voice roared wildly: "Impossible, this is impossible, this is the power of the stars, how can anyone on the tomb star have this kind of power, bastard, bastard......"

This sound directly "forced" the black "colored" fog in the canyon to retreat, and at the moment when these black fogs dissipated, it was clear that the bottom of the canyon was full of white bones......

At this moment, on the Eastern Continent, which was far away from the Western Continent, a woman in white slowly opened her eyes, and a trace of worry appeared on her face: "The stars move, the netherworld emerges, the Sea Emperor appears, and the tomb stars are cracked......!

Ning Zhe, who was in the Dan Tower, naturally didn't know that one of his advances had actually made the top monk in the entire Tomb Star uneasy, and at this time he was in a daze at the natal cast. After pondering for a while, he finally chose to give up, wanting this Natal Seal to advance to become a Jindan, thinking that it would be the same as the Book of Natal Destiny, and he needed to make a breakthrough in the Seal of Reincarnation, but this required a great opportunity, and it was not very realistic for him at this time.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and set his eyes on the long sword floating above the Sea of Knowledge, which had been obtained in the Nine Locks Array of Lianshan City, and had repeatedly helped him break the enemy in battle. At the same time that his combat power has soared, his comprehension of the way of the sword has also reached a new level, and at this time, looking at the entire Dan Kingdom, he can be said to be at the peak level in the comprehension of sword intent. However, he never forgot that the man in white in the Bamboo Forest Essence House once said that if he couldn't comprehend Kenshin within ten years, it meant that he didn't have the qualifications to reach the pinnacle of kendo at all, and it was better to give up early.

Thinking of this, the essence in his eyes skyrocketed, and the white-clothed figure reappeared in his mind, as well as the long sword in the man's hand, and then in the Nine Locks Chain Array, those sword moves in the sword stone were tested.

After observing this for a long time, suddenly, his figure moved, and the silver 'colored' sword in the sea appeared directly in his hand, and then he waved it in the air. It's just that at this time, his movements are worse than that of a mortal warrior who has just learned swords, it is simply a random slashing, and there is no swordsmanship and discipline at all.

However, even so, the sword light in Ning Zhe's hand was getting slower and slower, and in the end, he was able to stab a sword with tea kung fu. But the joy on his face became more and more intense, and the eyes of the long sword seemed to have a substantial sword light flickering, and the fierce murderous aura spread throughout the chamber.

"I see, that sword seems to be extremely fast, but in fact it is extremely slow, but when his sword runs, all the moves have been omitted, and only that straight line, the shortest straight line between the two, can reach the farthest distance in the shortest time. If I can comprehend this straight line, I think my sword will be faster than his......" After a full ten days, Ning Zhe slowly stopped the long sword in his hand and muttered.

It was only at this point that his sword intent had finally reached another level......

Putting away the long sword in his hand, a thick black mist gradually rose in Ning Zhe's hand, and when his ten fingers trembled, a black river appeared behind him, and it was the Yellow Spring Technique.

Since he learned this Yellow Spring technique in the Netherworld, it has become one of his killing moves, just like the way of the sword. But after all, he is not good at the ghost path, so he knows that the power of this technique is extremely great, but he has not been able to fully comprehend it, resulting in a great reduction in the power of this technique.

However, after experiencing the battle of Huamen, Ning Zhe had a deep understanding of the use of the Huangquan technique, and saw his gaze sweep over the black "color" river behind him, and then he sacrificed the dementor banner and floated directly above the black "color" river.

"This Yellow Spring is nothing more than illusory dead air at this time, if you can materialize this illusory dead air, then you can think of it as a real Yellow Spring. At that time, I can rely on it to condense a steady stream of Yin Ghost Yin Soldiers, but this technique is a little too difficult for me......"

Thinking of this, the fingers of his right hand stretched out, focusing on the surface of the Dementor Banner. I saw a black "colored" light rushing in from the bottom of the Dementor Banner, and then a substantiated black mist surged above the entire banner, and in the tumbling black fog were countless Yin Soul Fierce Ghosts, all of which were collected by Ning Zhe from all over the place during the battle over the years and then sealed in the flag.

I saw Ning Zhe's face condensed, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and slammed into the surface of the flag, and a violent black "color" ripple walked away, directly pushing these powerful ghosts in the black mist into the yellow spring in the air.

As soon as these ghostly spirits entered the Yellow Spring, they let out a heart-rending wail, and rushed outward, as if something inside was about to engulf them. However, a huge whirlpool was created in the seemingly calm black "color" river, and the suction force generated by it directly engulfed the ghosts that fell into it directly into the whirlpool, and then turned into drops of black "color" water, which merged into the black "color" river......

I don't know how long it took, but the black "color" ripples on the surface of the black "color" giant banner finally slowly dissipated, and the black "color" on the front also appeared a slight crack with the dissipation of the black "color" ripples, and then it shattered and was completely destroyed.

At this time, Ning Zhe didn't care about feeling sorry for the soul flag, but flew to the Yellow Spring for the first time to check the movement in it. After half a sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, the originally black river had become turbid, and it didn't look like there was any aura. However, Ning Zhe swept it with his divine sense, and found that under the seemingly turbid river, there were countless ghosts and ghosts densely arranged, and they were all lying quietly at the bottom of the river, as long as he gave an order, he could immediately rush out to fight.

Aware of this, Ning Zhe set his eyes on the dementor banner that had become a waste product, and shook his head with a wry smile, he didn't expect that this dementor banner would actually be destroyed, so it would inevitably be a little more than worth the loss, but the matter has come to this point, it is useless to regret it, so he has to take the dementor banner back into the white "color" bone ring again and not think about it.

When his gaze swept over the white bone ring again, he suddenly remembered the golden horn hidden inside. In the past three years, there has been no movement in the golden horn, and he has been asleep, after Ning Zhe probed his divine thoughts into the bone ring, he found that at this time, he could already see the scenery within a thousand zhang. I saw that there were all kinds of dense white 'color' points of light floating in the space of the white 'color' bone ring, and these points of light would directly pass through the body when they passed by Ning Zhe's side, without the slightest obstacle.

"Soul body! It's actually a soul body! Where did this golden horn get so many ......," Ning Zhe's heart was shocked.

The soul body is the soul left behind after the death of various spiritual objects, which exists in the world in the form of a soul, but this kind of soul body has great benefits for the monk's soul, so once the monk finds these soul bodies, he will capture them and refine them, which also leads to the fact that ordinary soul bodies cannot survive for too long. But he didn't expect that there were so many of them in this white bone ring.

However, although he was surprised, he did not capture it, in his heart he regarded the golden horn as a friend, and the things of a friend, he could not move casually. And when he found that the golden horn was still sleeping, he shook his head helplessly, put down 300,000 spirit stones again, and then withdrew his divine thoughts. He is now the leader of the Dan League, these spirit stones are not too precious to him, after all, the accumulation of 10,000 years in the Dan League is now at his disposal, although he is not a greedy person, but he is not pedantic, and he has taken a lot of what he should take......

After all this was done, Ning Zhe finally put his mind on one last thing, that is, alchemy.

As the leader of the Dan League, as a Dan master who is out of color, Ning Zhe understands too well the role of Dan medicine in the monk's battle. Although Danlin is the holy land of the Dan League, it also has a lot of Dan masters, and it has accumulated a lot of Dan 'medicine'. However, it is a pity that there are not many high-level pills, firstly, because the materials used in all high-grade pills are extremely precious, and it is impossible to refine them in large quantities; second, there are too few pills that can refine high-grade pills, and the power is too low, so ordinary high-level pills do not want to make thankless efforts to refine these things.

However, this was not a problem for Ning Zhe, he raised his hand to take out the green flute, and took out a lot of spiritual grass from the white bone ring, and began to catalyze.

However, with a stick of incense, the spiritual power of his whole body had been exhausted, but he had already matured more than ten thousand-year-old spirit grasses.

"After condensing the two golden pills, the richness of the spiritual power in the body has really made great progress, in the past, if so many spiritual grasses were ripened, I am afraid it would take more than a day. After swallowing a handful of pills, Ning Zhe said happily while recovering the spiritual power in his body.

In this way, he continued to rely on spiritual power to ripen the spirit grass, but in just half a month, he matured nearly a thousand thousand thousand years of spirit grass, if these spirit grasses were taken out and sold, the spirit stones in exchange for might be enough to pile up a mortal to the Huandan realm.

Looking at the spiritual grass in front of him, Ning Zhe nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hands, he sacrificed the Nine Dragons 'Medicine' Ding, and the nine fire dragons circled wildly in the air, directly rolling up the spiritual grass on the ground, and it turned into ashes in an instant......

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