Miao Jingjing left because Ning Tao wanted to retreat.

Everything that happened, whether it was Cao Bin...Lv Yusong's revenge from afar, or protection of everyone nearby, all required strength to do it.

So he wants to become stronger and become the strongest!

Let’s not go too far, let’s just say that the current critical predicament of Hongmeng and Huaxia requires someone to break it, and this person is none other than him, Ning Tao!

So he felt a sense of pressure, tension and crisis every second and every millisecond. It was these that spurred him on, gritting his teeth and continuing to walk even though he was bruised and bruised.

"call……!"

With a dull breath, Ning Tao took out the cauldron from the Yang Ling Ring. With the blessing of the furnace of heaven and earth, he was going to prepare to refine the elixir and achieve a breakthrough in cultivation.

It’s nothing else, it’s the elixir made by hundreds of refinements!

After searching for all the medicinal materials in the ring, nine materials were finally found. In other words, even if they were all successful, there would only be nine pills.

Ning Tao pondered for a moment, the Purple Gold Immortal Pill with more than ninety patterns was not very useful to him now, and the resources at hand were also limited.

Since he has to do something, he must do his best, and what he wants to refine is exactly... the Hundred Lines Elixir!

"Boom boom...!"

The pure Yang fire burned brightly in the medicine cauldron, showing a brilliant golden color. Each cluster of flames seemed to be the dance of fire elves. After watching it for a long time, I couldn't help but feel lost.

The last time he was able to refine the elixir in Kunlun was purely accidental. The ninety-nine lines seemed to be the limit, and he didn't know how he succeeded.

We can only wait and think about it carefully later.

With a wave of his hand, he directly threw a dozen medicinal herbs into the cauldron, and the flames engulfed them.

If he practices step by step, even if Dayuan left behind by his uncle speeds up his practice, he may not be able to break through to the first level. He can't wait for that kind of speed.

Although there is still a trace of star core power in the abyss between the eyebrows, with his current level of cultivation, it would be lucky if it was swallowed and it did not explode. He would not want to touch it unless he had to.

"well!"

He frowned and turned to look at the master in the ice coffin, with a kind smile on his face.

Occasionally, he can feel a wave of fluctuation, but if he doesn't feel it carefully, he will think it is an illusion. Every time this happens, Ning Tao's heart is cut by a knife, and he grits his teeth and believes that his master is not dead.

It stands to reason that after death, the soul returns to heaven!

But before the master was alive, he stepped into the divine realm with half a foot, and even transformed into a trace of his divine soul. If we follow common sense, that trace of his divine soul will also dissipate when he dies.

But the strange thing is this. I don’t know why. Magic power? Kung Fu? No one can tell. That trace of soul seems to be imprisoned in this body.

Apart from this, it can be concluded that he fell.

Ning Tao's eyes are complicated. There are still many things in this world that are unknown, such as Uncle Tim's soul. Perhaps he can only see it clearly when he reaches a higher level...

No one noticed that there was a strange scene in Wuchenzi's mind, a trace of sleeping soul, which was turned into a chain and imprisoned in his mind by an inexplicable force.

The soul wants to ascend to heaven, but it is causing trouble!

This kind of power cannot be explained and its path is unknown, but it can compete with the law. I don’t know who did it?

But if Ning Tao knows, he will definitely be able to discover what this power is, called...faith...

Ning Tao was watching blankly, and suddenly he seemed to remember something. He took out the piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice. It was useless to keep it anyway, so just put it in the ice coffin.

At that time, the master's physical body can be better preserved.

"Eh...is this one?"

Ning Tao suddenly let out a sigh. There was actually a little golden light at the core of this translucent ten thousand-year ice. He didn't know how it was put in.

Does he remember that there is no such thing in this ten thousand year ice?

With a frown, he took out several other peerless medicines one after another and looked at them. He found that only the tens of thousands of years of ice was wrong, and that golden light was very strange.

Ning Tao touched his chin suspiciously. He gave this thing to Xian Yueyi, and the latter gave it back to him. If he did anything, it could only be her.

Could it be...?

His eyes flashed, hoping to use his clairvoyance to see what it was, but he was completely confused.

Shouldn't it?

Since Xian Yueyi returned it to him and tampered with the familiar Wannian Ice, he must have wanted to tell him something, and it was something very important.

It can't be too direct, so I use this obscure method.

Just like the golden light is a lock, the key must be on her body, and both she and Xian Yueyi know it, so that they can open the lock.

Sparks of wisdom flashed in Ning Tao's eyes. He and Xian Yueyi had met once before, and the only important thing he knew was... the Heaven-defying Jue!

As soon as I thought of this, I immediately started to use my skills excitedly.

And in an instant, the golden light actually reacted. Like an elf, it followed Ning Tao's palm and rushed straight into his mind, turning into scriptures.

This is an extremely huge piece of information. Every big character contains a fairy charm. When you look at it in your mind, it looks like bright stars. It is too obscure for Ning Tao to see, but there are four big characters that are earth-shattering.

"Ni...Tian...Nine...Styles!"

After a long time, Ning Tao opened his eyes in surprise. A powerful golden light burst out, and the invisible force actually made a dent in the cave wall.

His Nine Transformations of Candle Dragon actually benefited from it and broke through to the second transformation!

He was already at the peak of his first transformation, but just missed a chance. Unexpectedly, after receiving this huge amount of information, his bottleneck was broken.

The power of the divine soul is no weaker than that of the middle stage of God Refining!

If you say this, it will probably shock the world. Others in the same realm have weak souls, but he is better. The power of the soul is rising, and it is even higher than his cultivation level.

And the Nine Heaven-Defying Styles are none other than a set of combat immortal techniques that are combined with the Heaven-Defying Art. When the two are superimposed, the resulting strength can crush the Three Realms!

Back then, her father, the overlord of the fairy world, used this set of fairy techniques to sweep through the three realms without any rivals. He became the dominant figure in the fairy world, protected the world of spirits (today's earth), and even defeated the demon world several times!

His nine heaven-defying moves are called forbidden magic!

It seems that together with the other nine forbidden immortal arts, it is called one of the top ten forbidden immortal arts in the immortal world!

Just thinking about Ning Tao makes his blood boil, but his cultivation level is really too weak. It is amazing to be able to perform the first move, and only the first six moves.

According to Xian Yueyi, the last three moves are so powerful that they are almost not allowed to exist by heaven and earth, so she cannot pass them on to herself and can only let herself learn them...

However, Ning Tao didn't think so much. He just lacked some means at the moment. He didn't expect someone to give him a pillow when he was sleepy, but it was such a terrifying supreme magic.

The corners of his mouth were grinning almost to the roots of his ears, and his eyes were slits when he smiled. The only difference now was his cultivation, but as long as the elixir was perfected, everything would be easily solved. What kind of magical powers could crush bulls, ghosts, and snakes...

Regardless of worldly affairs, two days flew by in a hurry.

Zhou Heng was sitting not far from the cave while drinking old wine. Now he was considered half a useless person. He lacked an arm and his combat power was greatly reduced, so he asked to be his protector.

A mouthful of old wine went down my throat, and my throat was burning.

A pair of complicated eyes looked towards the cave. It has been two days and I don't know what this kid is doing. Faced with such a major blow, I must get through it.

Suddenly, the energy of heaven and earth formed a small vortex above the cave, rotating downward in a funnel shape, and a strong breath burst out.

"Hey, God Refining Level 2?"

Zhou Heng's face was slightly surprised. It seemed that the boy had survived, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!