Chapter 17 Defeat
"What should I say?" Ning Mu frowned, and suddenly used his divine thoughts to control the long sword and struck over!
"Tsk. Seeing this, Su Ziyuan glanced at him with contempt: "That's it, you can't even use a spell?"
The long sword shot quickly, but it was clamped by Su Ziyuan's two fingers and stuck in mid-air.
Ning Mu was shocked, condensed the true yuan, stepped on the ground, and attacked with a quick punch.
Su Ziyuan pinched his hands and pointed at Ning Mu, and a blue light shot out and directly froze one of Ning Mu's legs, stopping his movements.
"Hehe, I don't even have a body technique, it's all based on the true yuan in my body?Ning Mu, you are not teasing me!" Su Ziyuan sneered.
"Spell ......?" At this moment, Ning Mu's brows were furrowed, and a chill was constantly attacking his heart and lungs, but it was blocked by Zhen Yuan.
"That's right, you are only a small first-level disciple of condensation, and now although you have the strength of the third layer, it's a pity that the magic thing is still untouchable!" Su Ziyuan touched his chin and swaggered over.
It was the first time he fought the method, and he never thought that he would be defeated so badly! A wave of anger rose in Ning Mu's heart, and the true yuan in his body suddenly burst out, shattering the ice, and also startling Su Ziyuan.
Escape!
Ning Mu ran away, and with a move of his mind, he withdrew the pitch-black long sword, puffed up the true yuan of his whole body, and kept releasing it without his life!
"Just let you escape, I see how long you can escape?" Su Ziyuan smiled lightly, although he didn't have a flying spell or a flying sword, but against Ning Mu, he still had his hands on it. It's just who's true!
In the escape, Ning Mu did not dare to break into the demon beast nest in the Demon Ridge, and kept running on the flat road, while Su Ziyuan followed unhurriedly until a day and a night passed.
In the blink of an eye, it was the third day, Ning Mu felt that his whole body was about to collapse, and he involuntarily summoned a jade box, and while squandering to absorb the spiritual energy, he released the true yuan, and soon increased his speed again.
This run is a full seven days and seven nights, Su Ziyuan's face gradually became gloomy, seven days and seven nights! Ning Mu, that guy can still run?
Su Ziyuan suddenly regretted that he didn't get a flying sword to play, but the flying sword was really expensive, and he could get five or six hundred Heavenly Spirit Grasses for any one, and he couldn't afford it!
Su Ziyuan gritted his teeth with hatred.
Soon, half a month passed, and Ning Mu watched with great distress as this jade box shattered into pieces, just blindly absorbing it, which did not benefit his cultivation at all, but it was quickly consumed.
"Ning Mu, you wait and see for me!" Su Ziyuan, who was thrown a few kilometers away, said, he didn't dare to chase after him, and the true yuan in his body would be exhausted if he chased it any longer, and when the time came, he would be killed by Ning Mu, who didn't even know how to use a spell, and the first day of his dignified withered moon faction would become a joke!
Ning Mu saw that he stopped, but he didn't dare to slack off, and still puffed up the true yuan to run, until, after another day and a night, the true yuan in his whole body was consumed, and then he sat cross-legged and stopped, counting the days, it has been eighteen days!
A slightly noisy sound came, and Ning Mu looked up to see a tall stone wall engraved with the word "Suzhou". He actually ran to Suzhou, which is not far from Cangzhou, with his bare hands?
An hour later, Ning Mu's true yuan recovered seventy-seven-eighty-eight before he stood up and walked towards Suzhou City.
"Where?" the soldier at the city gate stopped him with his spear and asked Lian with an expressionless face.
Ning Mu glanced at this soldier, there was no true element in his body, there was no doubt that he was an ordinary person, but he hugged his fist: "Little Cangzhou County, come here to visit your relatives." ”
"Visiting relatives?" Seeing that Ning Mu was still calm, the soldier frowned: "I'm afraid you didn't come to the city to beg, right? Get out of Lao Tzu! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will chop you up, and you won't have anything to reason with." ”
Ning Mu frowned, but he didn't want to worry about this little person, he would kill this person if he killed him, but he would cause a little trouble afterwards, so he turned around and left, walking towards a relatively hidden corner.
He didn't want people to know that he was an immortal cultivator.
The soldier waved his hand in disgust and walked back to his guard.
Ning Mu looked left and right, and found that there was no one, jumped more than three feet high, jumped into the city, and after walking for a short time, he soon approached the downtown area.
The downtown is very large, the hawkers shouting are everywhere, there are casinos, green buildings, and the sea of people is endless, and it is very prosperous and lively.
Ning Mu roughly swept the past, and found that the people here did not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies, and all of them were mortals. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance, and someone exclaimed: "The Evergreen Sect has sent the Immortal Sect to recruit disciples, and the Evergreen Sect has sent the Immortal Sect to beckon the disciples!"
"Evergreen Sect?" Ning Mu frowned, thinking in his heart. He is now stuck in the third layer of condensation, and he lacks magic skills, why not go to the Evergreen Sect to take a look?
The crowd surged all at once, but Ning Mu still deftly cut through the crowd and came to a square with a high platform, on which stood several young men and women in robes and an old man with gray hair.
Ning Mu glanced at it a few times, the old man had the strength of the third layer of condensation, and the other three men and two women of the young man had the highest cultivation level of the first layer of condensation, and there was only one person. The remaining four people are all non-aura fluctuations, and they are roughly newly recruited disciples, just to pull them out to see the world.
The flow of people surrounded this high platform, and it didn't take long for a beautiful woman to take a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy up to the high platform, and the disciples of the Evergreen Sect asked for a while: "Hello immortal masters, I am ...... of the Long family."
"It's someone from the Long family!" There was a sudden uproar in the audience, and even the eyes of those Evergreen Sect disciples lit up. The Long family is a big family in Suzhou, and it is said that even the emperor Lao'er has to accommodate a few points.
"No need!" The old man waved his hand lightly, interrupting her words, and he didn't even look at it: "I went to see your Long family last year, and none of them are attached to the qualification of cultivating immortals, so you don't need to come over." ”
"Immortal Master...... "What else does the beautiful woman want to say?"
"Noise!" The old man frowned, waved his big hand, and a strong wind directly swept away the beautiful woman and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and fell off the stage, without giving any face.
The beautiful woman got up from the ground, helped the boy away, gritted her teeth, but did not dare to squeak.
This scene caused a large number of ordinary people to shout, and they sent their children one after another, naturally, those rich businessmen were no exception, but they were basically defeated. And some of the people who have tested it before, and now want to fish in troubled waters, have been waved out of the high platform, no matter how big your background is.
Many people sighed that the immortal master had a strong memory.
"Memory?" Ning Mu muttered with a chuckle and strode onto the high platform. Now a year has passed, and he is still at the age of seventeen, as long as he is not more than twenty years old, he can still be tested.
"Unqualified!" the old man said without even looking at him. A surging aura fluctuation struck, and the next scene made the old man stunned, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Ning Mu looked at him lightly, and in the palm of his hand, a palm-sized stone was suspended.
"Condensation, three layers of condensation?" Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power in Ning Mu's body, which was no less than his own, the old man frowned, took a few steps back vigilantly, and said.
Ning Mu raised his eyebrows: "You don't need to panic, I'm not here to find something, but I want to join your Evergreen Sect." ”
The old man's brows stretched, but he did not relax his vigilance, and said: "If you can cultivate to the third level of Qi Condensation, you must have the assistance of Qi Condensation Technique, and the Qi Condensation Technique is only collected by the major sects."
You, betrayed your sect!"
Ning Mu frowned, the matter of betrayal could not be talked about at will, and said blindly: "I was divorced, not a traitor on my own." ”
"Haha. The old man sneered: "A genius of the third layer of condensation who is not estimated to be twenty years old has been taken out, don't worry, if you have such talent, no matter how big your mistakes are, that sect will not lose you." ”
"Then what do you mean by not accepting it?" Ning Mu frowned, still asking unwillingly.
The old man nodded silently. A disciple who can betray the sect, no matter what happens, if there is a first time, it will inevitably not happen a second time. This is a taboo in a sect!
A trace of loss flashed in Ning Mu's eyes, and he turned around and left silently.
He didn't know what to do? If the sect didn't accept it, he wouldn't be able to get the follow-up Qi Condensation Recipe no matter what. He doesn't even know a spell, and his talent is extremely poor, how can he take it? Even the level immortal cultivators can't beat it!
"That's right!" Ning Mu suddenly thought of something.
Kyoto!
He recalled that Song Hu was a child of a family from Kyoto, and he actually had such a family fortune as Tianling Cao, and it was very likely that Kyoto was an opportunity!
Thinking of acting, Ning Mu's eyes flashed with a hint of hope, and after asking Ma Si Kyoto how to leave in Suzhou, he was about to set off immediately.
Ma Si asked: "Childe, why don't you take a carriage? Kyoto is 108,000 miles away from Suzhou, and the road is surrounded by mountains and forests, and fierce beasts emerge one after another. ”
"This ......" Ning Mu thought of this aspect, but he was shy in his pocket!
For immortal cultivators, he is indeed proud, but for these ordinary people, he can't take out a copper plate!
"You don't have to do that, your carriage is too slow, it's not as fast as my foot. Ning Mu said.
After speaking, Ning Mu didn't wait for Ma Si to show a look of surprise, and walked towards the outside of the city in a flickering afterimage. Halfway through, he remembered something, as if ...... Lin Shang's "Zijiao" flying sword was created in Suzhou!
If he is assisted by a flying sword, he can save a lot of time when he goes to Kyoto.
Ning Mu searched the entire city of Suzhou and found a blacksmith shop with the largest card in Suzhou.
As soon as he entered the door, there was a rugged big man striking iron and greeting warmly: "Little brother, what are you going to fight?"
Ning Mu was a little infected by his enthusiasm, pulled his hard face and smiled: "I want to fight a flying sword." ”
"Flying sword?" the big man frowned, and stopped his movements to express puzzlement.
Ning Mu said: "It's a sword that can fly in the sky, the kind used by immortals." I've heard that there are people in Suzhou who can build it, so I'm here to ask. ”
Dahan was stunned when he heard this, and shook his head again and again and waved his hand: "I don't know about this, you better go and ask elsewhere." ”
"Then ......" Ning Mu said, "Can you call your shopkeeper out?" I think he should know. ”
This blacksmith shop is very large, the flow of people is also very large, and it is also very famous in Suzhou, although the flying sword is too mysterious among mortals, but Ning Mu still asked without giving up.
"I'm the shopkeeper. The big man said lightly: "I really haven't heard of the flying swords used by immortals, if you want to create any weapons, I can help you get them." ”
"Oh, forget it. A touch of loss flashed in Ning Mu's eyes. What is the weapon, it may not be as good as the "Zhu Xian" sword in his storage ring, but it just can't fly.
"Hey, who's that, you wait!"
Ning Mu got out of the blacksmith shop and ran to the city gate, and was about to go out, but was stopped by a voice.
Ning Mu turned around and found that it was the soldier guarding the door. He trotted over and asked, "Aren't you outside the city, how did you get into the city?"
Ning Mu frowned, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed the soldier up and down, and slid on the ground for more than ten meters, "Ouch, ouch", and screamed.
Such a little person is really annoying, I didn't want to pay attention to him, and I came over to slap him in the face. Just one word, cheap.