Four guards followed Ning Zhuo. Two of them were in the Qi Refining Stage and two in the Foundation Establishment Stage, all of whom were sent by the Ning family to be with Ning Zhuo. Ning Zhuo was very important now, and he was a great help to the Ning family in exploring the Lava Fairy Palace. The importance of the Ning family can be seen from these four guards. Ning Zhuo left the family residence and did not return to his home immediately. He went in and out of several stores and purchased many special bricks, stones, array plates and other items for array formation. The four guards saw it and communicated with each other. "Ning Zhuo wants to build his own secret room for cultivation." "This kind of secret room has good protection performance and can shield the divine consciousness. How can we monitor it in the future? If we use magic tools, the noise will be a bit too loud." "Report this news to the young clan leader." "But then again, this kid is really rich."
"He is now a favorite of the young clan leader, and he is also supplied with resources by the three families, so he is naturally well-off." After Ning Zhuo finished shopping, he hired a formation master to arrange it at no cost. He left the station in the morning, and in the afternoon, there was already a newly built small compartment in his bedroom. The compartment is built with stone bricks and equipped with stone doors. It can move left and right and open and close with the infusion of mana and the control of divine consciousness. But the formation has not been laid out yet, and the small compartment does not have much defensive power. Two of the four guards are in the Qi Refining Stage, guarding the periphery and constantly patrolling the courtyard and outside the courtyard. One of the two foundation-building monks hid his body, and the other guarded the door of Ning Zhuo's back room, closing his eyes to rest. The night was getting darker. Ning Zhuo opened his eyes, got up gently, turned on the switch, and entered the underground workshop. "After all, he is a young man." A foundation-building monk slowly opened his eyes and showed a smile that everything was under control. Ning Zhuo looked around the workshop with a nervous expression. He first checked several places to see if there were any changes. These are the detection methods he arranged. If an outsider enters here, it is likely to cause changes in these places. In the end, none of them changed. Under the spiritual monitoring of the two foundation-building monks, Ning Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, his brows relaxed, and his whole body relaxed. He wandered around, touched this, moved that, as if he had returned to his own nest, emitting a sense of safety and comfort from the inside out. He sat on the chair, stretched his waist, and yawned. After resting for a while, he slowly got up. He took out a cushion from the storage bag and placed it in the center of the room. After he sat cross-legged, he took out several bottles of pills and placed them in front of him.
Both the cushion and the pills made the two foundation-building cultivators envious. Ning Zhuo was only in the Qi Refining Stage, but he was the best among the three joint reform teams and received a lot of resources! Before Ning Zhuo started practicing, he thought about it and took out a handkerchief from his arms. The handkerchief was as white as snow, soft in texture, and had no pattern. Ning Zhuo infused magic power into it. White clouds gradually emerged from the handkerchief and surrounded Ning Zhuo. The white clouds piled up on each other, gradually covering Ning Zhuo's entire body tightly. The two foundation-building cultivators frowned at the same time. They communicated with each other: "This seems to be a floating cloud handkerchief?" "Yes, it is this magic weapon, which is produced in abundance in Feiyun Country." "How did Ning Zhuo get it?" "Well, it may be his mother's relic. Have you forgotten? The information says that Ning Zhuo's mother, Meng Yaoyin, is from Feiyun Country." "Oh, I remember! That should be the case. But what should we do now? We can't detect his cultivation situation." "The floating clouds block the view. The floating cloud handkerchief has a strong concealing ability. Otherwise, it would not be so famous." "It doesn't matter. We just need to ensure Ning Zhuo's safety. Surveillance is not the focus. Of course, this situation will be reported tomorrow morning." Ning Zhuo had a plan and imagined many situations. As the two foundation-building cultivators guessed, this floating cloud handkerchief was his mother's relic. The floating clouds produced by using this magic weapon will have an excellent concealing effect. With this cloud covering, his cultivation situation is difficult to leak. Even if the golden eyes see it, it will trigger a sharp consumption of floating clouds, giving Ning Zhuo enough warning and sufficient adjustment time. Of course, there are still risks. There are endless means in the world of cultivation, and there are countless talents, spells, etc. Maybe there is some means that can pierce the clouds and observe Ning Zhuo's true situation, and even will not cause the clouds to change. Ning Zhuo did not fail to consider this. But the same sentence - he has no choice but to do this. He has done his best. The four forces are large and powerful, and the overall cultivation of the reform team has improved rapidly. Ning Zhuo's previous measures to stop the enemy will inevitably fail. Zhu Xuanji's continuous investigation also brings huge pressure. Ning Zhuo must race against time! If you defend for too long, you will lose.
Even if he has carefully built a line of defense against investigation for more than ten years, it will collapse. He must seize the Lava Fairy Palace before everyone else! Therefore, taking some risks in these places is necessary. The magic dyed blood tendon skill refines the essence and blood. The five elements of the Qi law technique breathes in and out the magic power. The mirror table spiritual technique forges the divine mind. He practiced the three techniques in turn, and took various expensive and rare pills. Including the cushion he sat on, they were all auxiliary cultivation tools sent by the three families, which could increase Ning Zhuo's cultivation speed. The three techniques are progressing in parallel, and the progress is visible to the naked eye. "There is no problem in practicing the techniques." "But the various spells cannot be practiced, and the same applies to the new magical power prototype." Ning Zhuo felt a little itchy when he thought of the prototype of the life-threatening magical power, and wanted to use it to see the effect. But in this case, he could only endure it. On the top of Huoshi Mountain, in the rolling clouds and smoke, Meng Chong was also practicing. He was suspended in the air, his eyes closed, and he was still sleeping. The current Lord of Huoshi Fairy City, Meng Kui, floated above Meng Chong and reached out to cover Meng Chong's head. He urged his magic power, mobilized his essence, and infused it. Meng Chong is his grandson, and they share the same blood, so part of Meng Kui's essence and blood can be naturally absorbed by Meng Chong. Meng Chong benefited, and his sunken eye sockets and protruding cheekbones were flattened, and the speed was visible to the naked eye. Meng Kui was obviously weaker. Although he is in the Nascent Soul stage, he is a Dharma cultivator and has put little effort into his body. Of course, even if a Nascent Soul cultivator does not pay attention to his body, his physical foundation is stronger than most Golden Core cultivators. The most critical reason for this is that the loss is too great. The blood essence contributed by Meng Kui will be purified through many purifications, and only a very small part will be absorbed by Meng Chong. Although the loss is extremely exaggerated, the advantage of doing so is that Meng Chong's blood essence can still be pure and pure without a trace of foreign impurities. Meng Kui did not want to do this, but there was no way. He knew that the three families had made great progress in exploring the Lava Fairy Palace by joining forces. But Meng Chong was still stuck in Room 3 and was still unconscious. So, he had to take action. "Meng Chong, my grandson, you think you are the new master of the Lava Fairy Palace, why don't you wake up quickly?" Meng Kui sent a voice message. Meng Chong slowly opened his eyes: "Grandpa, I..."
Meng Kui sent a voice message, asking him to close his eyes and rest his mind and actively recuperate. Cultivators have three treasures: spirit, energy and spirit. Meng Kui had been replenishing Meng Chong's treasures completely before he stopped. His face was a little yellow, and his eyes dimmed a little. Meng Chong was free, so he started to tell about his experience in Room 3. Meng Kui had no doubt at the moment that the Golden Blood War Ape Dasheng was arranged by other competitors. He stroked his beard and thought for a while, and said: "Your martial arts are quite different from the mechanical ape. Even if you train specially, it will take a lot of time." "Your time is very important, you must seize the opportunity!" "I have a method that can help you quickly make up for the gap, but it will hurt a little." Meng Chong was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Grandpa, your grandson doesn't know what pain is! What is the method?" "Thunder strikes." Meng Kui said. Meng Chong said: "What am I struck by?" Meng Kui shook his head: "You are struck by lightning." "Ah?" Meng Chong was about to continue talking, but suddenly there was a thunder, and a blue light suddenly appeared in the clouds. Meng Chong was hit hard and stood there in a daze. His entire body was charred black, his hair exploded, and black smoke rose. Rumble... Thunders echoed in the clouds and smoke. Meng Chong gritted his teeth and endured it, thinking of the Golden Blood War Ape Dasheng in his heart: "I will definitely be able to practice it, and I will get back at you!" Ning Mansion. Ning Xiaohui was also receiving special training. She stretched out her hands and inserted them into a basin of ice. Suddenly, an extremely cold force froze her heart, making her face pale and shivering from time to time. "Hold on, Xiaohui." Ning Xiaohui's grandmother looked serious and cheered her up. "You have the gift of Ice-Fat Jade Hands, which is the best way to suppress Ning Zhuo." "Ning Zhuo's talent has not been measured yet. Even if it is measured, there may not be mature means to further explore it." "You are different. Your Ice-Fat Jade Hands have appeared many times in my clan." "This is the advantage of the family." "We have the same blood, practice similar skills, and consume similar resources."
"There are many ways to practice Ice-Fat Jade Hands, which have been gradually explored by our ancestors." Ning Xiaohui said firmly: "I understand, grandma, Ice-Fat Jade Hands have always been my biggest advantage." "With 10% special training, what does that little Ning Zhuo count for?" Zhou Family. Zhou Zeshen has several pipes inserted into his body, and medicine is constantly flowing into his body through the pipes. He practices with all his strength. Zheng Family. Zheng Jian keeps practicing the mechanical puppet, concentrating his mind and falling into a state of selflessness. The competition around the Lava Fairy Palace has passed the opening and entered a more intense stage. It was late at night. Yuan Er tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and couldn't sleep well. Since Yuan Dasheng passed away, he felt like this every night, feeling empty and insecure. "Why hasn't Uncle Dasheng's mechanism been completed yet?" "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go find Ning Zhuo!" In the Lava Fairy Palace. The Golden Blood War Ape Dasheng quietly squatted in Room 3. When it was not activated, it was no different from bricks and stones.