Carry the system to cultivating immortals

It turns out that the old man is using his life to guard the people in this city, as long as he doesn't stop, he will stay here forever, and he can only spend his spiritual energy and his life here.

Now seeing the old man's haggard face, his whole body can't support himself.

"Old man, what do you need to do?"

"I, I'm about to die. I can last for a few days at most. I want you to help me guard this magic town clock."

"Old man, why didn't you let your disciples guard it, why did you choose me?"

It's not that Ning Xiaofan has an idea, this monastery obviously has a lot of monks, this old monk can see that his practice is advanced, and he will definitely have disciples.

"Hey! I dare not use them. They are somehow contaminated with demonic energy. As long as they are contaminated with demonic energy, and then use this demon-suppressing clock, I am afraid that they will be enchanted, and this clock can become a demonic weapon."

Ning Xiaofan was right when he thought about it, there is no distinction between good and bad magic tools, only the power, and only the people who use them are good or bad, the main reason why monks don't trust their disciples is because of the demon energy.

It can be seen that Ning Xiaofan's body is much stronger than that of a body refiner, and a body refiner has no good way to deal with the demonic energy. He can only use this demon-suppressing clock to wash away the demons and resentment in his mind.

"Old man, wait a moment, let me see your situation?"

Ning Xiaofan didn't signal the other party's pulse, but used his spiritual sense to check the old monk's body, it was almost exhausted, it seemed that the old man really passed away.

How to do?
The monk is not sick at all. It is because the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.
Isn't the so-called spiritual power just the soul, if the soul becomes weaker, it's okay to increase the soul power!
It turns out that I have a way to save people in my hands, "Old man, I can help you treat it, I can only try it, I wonder if it will work?"

"Really? Shangxian, you really have a way to save the old monk?"

"Maybe, maybe..."

"Then I thank you on behalf of the people of the whole city!"

The old monk moved slightly, wanting to salute, but was held down by Ning Xiaofan.

All his strength is for the bell tolling six times a day, using the bell to wash away the evil thoughts in people's hearts.

The effect of the magic-suppressing clock is good, but every time he rings the bell, his mental power will be consumed, and most of his mental power will be slowly used up. In a few days, he will run out of fuel and his lamp will dry up, and his spirit will die directly.

Ning Xiaofan first drew a simple formation on the ground with the Xinjian Sword, this is to keep the soul power from leaking out and to better control the soul power.

After making the formation, he took out another soul-fixing talisman and stuck it on the old monk's body. The talisman flickered, and the old monk's complexion improved a lot.

After doing this, Ning Xiaofan's hand flashed a light, and a middle-grade soul stone appeared in his hand. The current soul power can control the middle-grade soul stone, but the top-grade and top-grade soul stones can't be controlled at all, so it's better to be safe.

Looking at the middle-grade soul, the old monk's eyes lit up, "Shangxian, are you a Buddhist relic?"

Ning Xiaofan shook his head, "Old man, this is a soul stone, it can replenish your soul and increase your mental strength."

The old monk didn't quite understand that he was a Buddhist. Although his body had reached the late stage of foundation establishment, he was still a layman with only a half-knowledge about the methods of cultivating immortals.

"Okay, thank you, Shangxian, it's all up to Shangxian!"

Ning Xiaofan is holding a medium-grade soul stone in his hand, he can feel the soul power on it, this soul stone is much stronger than the soul grass, the old monk can't absorb it at all, he can only find a way by himself.

Pulled by the spiritual consciousness, the soul power in the soul stone flew towards the top of the old monk's head, passing through the eyebrows to the sea of ​​consciousness, which is the place behind the charm bone.

There is the sea of ​​consciousness of the monks, and it is also where people's upper dantian is. There is a person's spiritual power there, and it is also the residence of the soul.

Eyebrows flickered, soul power slowly nourished the old monk's sea of ​​consciousness through Ning Xiaofan's consciousness as a medium.

After a long time, the sea of ​​consciousness of the old monk was slowly opened, and the soul power slowly entered through the gate, which was considered half of the success.

It took almost half of a middle-grade soul stone to open the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, which means that his sea of ​​consciousness is about to collapse. If it collapses, it means that the person's soul is dead, and even if the gods come, they cannot be saved.

The sea of ​​consciousness began to recover slowly under the influence of the soul, and it was constantly expanding, that is, with this middle-grade soul stone, otherwise it would not be able to support such consumption.

After a long time, the old monk slowly opened his eyes, and saw that Ning Xiaofan took out another soul stone, and the same method was still increasing his soul power.

"Ding, congratulations master, you have successfully saved someone, and your merit value has increased by 50 points."

Fuck me, save someone and give me 50 points of merit. Who is this old man?
How to give so much, it seems that the system also has errors?

No, the system must have its own views?
The old man was saved, but two middle-grade soul stones were lost. In terms of value, these two middle-grade soul stones are priceless, and there is no such thing on Suzaku Continent. If the old monk did not sacrifice himself to make the world better, he would rather Xiaofan was also reluctant.

A medium-grade spirit stone can at least make one Nascent Soul cultivator, which is equivalent to losing two Nascent Soul cultivators, so the value goes without saying.

Saving the monk is not considered a loss, the main reason is that what the old monk did was not easy.

As the saying goes: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

If he is saved, he is saved, and he has formed a good relationship with this monk.

From this old monk, he can see that Liulin Temple is good, and Bodhi Temple is also good. From Liang Shuangjie's perspective, Frozen Valley doesn't feel much better. What will the Seven Swords Immortal League be like?

Ning Xiaofan took a deep breath, the old man's sea of ​​consciousness is fine, and his soul has also recovered seven or eight times, but his body is still very weak, so he can only use his own knowledge.

The little star of "The Miraculous Doctor" flashed, and the content inside appeared in his mind, he could be cured with elixir and panacea, maybe it wouldn't take long.

Ning Xiaofan's hand had a flash of inspiration, and Pei Yuan Pill appeared, and I don't know whose elixir it was, this elixir was just right for the disease, even though it was a elixir for monks in the alchemy stage, Pei Yuan Gu was originally a good thing.

With this elixir and thousand-year-old ginseng as a guide, the old monk will be able to live and breathe in a short time.

"Old man, you take this first."

Ning Xiaofan handed the pill to the old monk, took the pill, his eyes lit up, "Shangxian, is this a panacea? Is this Peiyuan pill?"

"You also know Pei Yuandan?"

"I know, I saw it once when I was young in the Bodhi Temple, it's too precious."

"Now you are very weak, take the elixir first, and add this ginseng tablet in your mouth."

Ning Xiaofan had a flash of inspiration, and more than ten thousand-year-old ginseng tablets appeared.

"Is this [-]-year-old ginseng?"

Ning Xiaofan shook his head, "Almost, maybe a thousand years!"

"Wumo is here, thank you Shangxian!"

It turns out that the old monk’s name is Wumo. He is not only excited now, but these are all priceless things. At least one piece of Peiyuan Pill costs hundreds of spirit stones. For ordinary monks or Buddhist cultivators, spirit stones are too expensive. Precious.

Peiyuan Pill is something that even monks who form alchemy are reluctant to eat, mainly because it is too expensive.

Thousand-year-old ginseng is a rare thing in the world. A piece of ginseng is more expensive than Peiyuan Dan. By the way, there are also two soul stones just now. I don't know how to measure the value!
It seems that I have picked up a treasure, and it is also my life that I should not die. It seems that I can live another hundred or eighty years without any problem.

So many good things have entered my body, if I don't live a few more years, I'm really sorry for the expert on the other side.

"Shangxian, Wumo salutes you."

Zen Master Wumo got up and gave Ning Xiaofan a deep salute.

"Zen Master Wumo, this is nothing compared to your behavior. You can sacrifice your life for righteousness, but I am nothing."

The elixir and the soul stone are really powerful. Just now, he looked like he was parting from life and death, but now he seems to be able to move freely, and Zen Master Wumo will not die.

"Don't keep calling me Shangxian, just call me Xiaofan."

"I'll call you Xiaofan Shangxian. I represent the people of the whole city. Thank you for your help."

"Okay, Zen Master Wumo, I don't do much, I still learn from you."

The old monk has immeasurable merit and virtue. He can use his own power to save the lives of the whole city.

"By the way, you said there is still magic energy? I haven't found it yet."

"Wait a minute, I'll ring the Requiem bell a few more times."

When ~ when ~ when!
After knocking three times in a row, Ning Xiaofan's eyes flickered, and he scanned the whole city.

So here?
Seeing a black light flickering in Beicheng, "It's there, I'll go and have a look."

"Thank you Xiaofan Shangxian."

Ning Xiaofan's body flickered and disappeared, the old man smiled, "This kid is not bad!"

Zen Master Wumo sat on the same spot again, and his body entered a state of concentration again, so that he could consume his physical and mental strength to the maximum.

Ning Xiaofan's body appeared in the position of the demonic energy, the mass of demonic energy here is not heavy, only traces of demonic energy come out from a courtyard.

The body flashed in the garden. Standing on the rockery, I saw a lake in the courtyard. The water in the lake was very clear, and the water could be seen at a glance.

There is a saying that if the water is clear, there will be no fish. The water is very clear. There are a few fish swimming underwater, and there is a trace of black air on the fish.

Magic fish?
With a flash of inspiration in Ning Xiaofan's hand, a fish appeared in front of his eyes, this fish really has a trace of magic energy, where did this fish come from?

Is it artificial breeding?Or did it come in from an underground river?If you want to find the source of the magic energy, you really have to go down to have a look.

Before leaving, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, "Ke'er, Xiao Mian, please find an inn and wait for me for two days. If you don't come back, you should go back to the Cape of Good Hope first."

With a flash of inspiration, the sound transmission talisman disappeared.

Ning Xiaofan glanced at the lake water, his body flashed with spiritual light, he didn't bring the water-avoiding beads on his body, so he could only use the spiritual water talisman, the water light flashed on his body, and his body directly entered the bottom of the water.

The spiritual water talisman can make the lake water no longer repel the body, and it can move freely after entering the bottom.

As soon as his body sank, he appeared directly at the bottom of the lake. While his eyes flickered, he saw the entire bottom of the lake, which was very different from the surface of the lake.

This lake is small at the top and wide at the bottom. If you don't have a spiritual eye, you can see the size of the lake. Other places are darker and you can't see clearly.

His spiritual eyes flickered, and he saw an underground river to the east, where there was a trace of devilish energy emerging from the water.

Originally, the soul fish came in from here, and the aura flashed on its body, "Innate soul art, golden light shield, come out!"

There was a flash of spiritual light on his body, the golden light shield flashed, and a round soul shield appeared around his body.

"System, Five Elements Spirit Shield, activate!"

"Yes, master, the Five Elements Spirit Shield is activated and consumes 3 points of cultivation points."

It is true that the higher the level, the more expensive the price of the Five Elements Spirit Shield is. Now it needs 3 points of cultivation points. I wonder how many points are needed to reach the level of alchemy?

There is a golden light shield inside, a five-element spirit shield outside, and two shields to protect the body. General attacks have no effect. Now I am fully armed from the inside out.

Ning Xiaofan plunged headlong into the black underground river, his eyes sparkled with aura, and he searched under the river, even if it was a magic stone!

For others, the magic spirit stone is not a good thing, but for Ning Xiaofan, the magic energy is also a good thing for him, because he has the source of the magic, and three five-element beads, which can transform the magic energy into any water, fire, wood and other elements. spiritual power.

For monks in the world, pure spiritual power is too rare, and pure spiritual power is something that cannot be found.

Ning Xiaofan didn't know what the five-element spiritual power array at the Cape of Good Hope represented, it represented the rise of the five-element goalkeeper.