Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Chapter 650 Family Heirloom, Mysterious Little Tower!

in the courtyard.

A great sun exploded.

The golden light was dazzling and eye-catching.

As the golden light slowly dissipated.

The entire pavilion had been reduced to dust, and a crater had appeared out of nowhere on the ground beneath our feet, the surface of which was pitch black.

As for the pavilion, there is no trace of it left.

Only Jiang Ning remained in the pavilion.

Zhao Yulong was sent several feet away by an invisible force.

As for Fang Yu, he turned into a charred skeleton.

call--

Looking at the lifeless skeleton of Fang Yu before him, Jiang Ning slowly exhaled.

This punch had already mobilized all of his power.

He pushed the concept of the Great Sun Soaring into the Sky to its limit, and the divine power contained in his blood also erupted completely.

The Great Sun Soaring Through the Sky at the Perfect Level is a level above the power he displayed when he defeated Nan Zhiwei.

His full power did not disappoint him.

With just one punch, he killed Fang Yu, who had stepped into the top grandmaster realm.

To minimize the destructive impact of this battle.

The damage was not escalated.

at the same time.

Seeing Jiang Ning by the lake, and the charred remains in front of him, Zhao Yulong was filled with shock and horror.

He stared blankly at the charred skeleton.

Just moments ago, Fang Yu was confident, satisfied, and full of vigor.

Facing him at the inspector's residence, he dared to strike boldly, injuring him with a single finger.

Upon arriving at Jiangning's home, after a verbal exchange, he also took drastic action.

But this time, Fang Yu, a top grandmaster, was killed by Jiang Ning with a single punch, turning into charred remains without any chance of survival.

"An invincible grandmaster?" This thought immediately popped into his mind as he looked at Jiang Ning standing by the lake.

Think of this.

He couldn't help but gasp inwardly.

He stepped into the realm of the invincible grandmaster at the third rank.

Looking across the thirty-six prefectures of the Nine Provinces, the number of experts at this level is even fewer than that of a second-grade Grandmaster, and by a significant margin.

In the thirty-six provinces of China, the number of invincible grandmasters combined is less than two hands' worth.

If distributed equally, a single state would often lack even one Rank 3 expert of this level.

"He's truly becoming invincible!!" Zhao Yulong thought to himself, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

Lakeside.

Jiang Ning slapped the skeleton in front of him again.

The power of water and fire erupted within his body.

boom--

A sound followed.

Fang Yu's remains instantly turned into black ash.

Before the ashes could fall, Jiang Ning raised his hand and swept them away again.

A gust of air swept through, gathering the ashes into a ball.

Then, he flicked his wrist towards the Dongling Mountains behind him.

Fang Yu's ashes were instantly flung into the Dongling Mountains behind him.

Like a cannonball, it flew out, streaking across the sky and heading straight into the mountains and forests.

at this time.

Zhao Yulong also came to Jiang Ning's side.

"Inspector Jiang!" He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly feeling dry.

“Lord of the Manor, do you think he deserves to die? He threatened me with his family!” Jiang Ning said.

Hearing Jiang Ning's calm tone, Zhao Yulong couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

As he approached Jiang Ning, he could still feel the chilling killing intent in Jiang Ning's words.

“It’s damned!” Zhao Yulong nodded immediately.

Then he added, "But Fang Yu is a top-tier grandmaster and an important figure in Xuan Mountain. Killing him will bring you trouble!"

"This is troublesome! I want to see who else from Zhixuan Mountain will come to their deaths!" Jiang Ning said.

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's words, Zhao Yulong felt an even greater chill.

at this time.

He suddenly felt the chill dissipate from his body.

"call--"

Then Jiang Ning was heard to exhale a breath of stale air.

"Linglong, go find Lüyi and ask her to find someone to repair it!"

“Yes, Master!” Linglong replied immediately.

Then, after making a small gesture towards Zhong Ling, he quickly left.

"Lord of the Manor, I don't have time to entertain you today!" Jiang Ning said to Zhao Yulong.

"It's alright!" Zhao Yulong smiled immediately. "I'll take my leave now and go home to recuperate!"

"Okay!" Jiang Ning nodded.

After sending Zhao Yulong away, Jiang Ning went to comfort his elder brother and sister-in-law's family.

After doing these things, he returned to his courtyard.

"Brother Jiang, have I caused you any trouble?" Zhong Ling came to Jiang Ning's side, her eyes slightly red.

"It's not much trouble!" Jiang Ning said.

Then he added, "I am an official, and I will have to confront them sooner or later!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhong Ling again.

Then he patted her on the head.

"Don't overthink it! Just stay in my yard!"

"Thank you, Brother Jiang!" Zhong Ling nodded slowly, seeing the unquestionable look in Jiang Ning's eyes.

He ruffled Zhong Ling's hair again.

"I'm not going to do a losing business. I'll ask your Grandpa Xuan for the reward for protecting you!"

“Brother Jiang, I have money too!” Zhong Ling looked at Jiang Ning: “My mother saved up a dowry for me! I can give this money to Brother Jiang!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning smiled wryly, and his tense emotions immediately eased considerably.

"Since you call me elder brother, then you are my sister! How could I possibly take your dowry!"

"The dowry your mother prepared for you is your financial security when you get married in the future, so you can't spend it recklessly! As for your great-grandfather, as the governor of the Five Sacred Mountains Prefecture, he must be very wealthy."

"Brother Jiang, wait a moment!" Zhong Ling suddenly spoke up.

Then, amidst Jiang Ning's puzzled expression, she ran into her room.

After a dozen breaths.

Zhong Ling ran out of the house again, her little hands clenched tightly in front of her chest.

She came to Jiang Ning.

Then he opened his palm.

A tiny three-story pagoda appeared in his palm.

The tower is about an inch tall, bright yellow all over, and consists of three layers. The tower body is covered with ancient and simple patterns.

"Brother Jiang, this is for you!" Zhong Ling said.

"What is this?" Jiang Ning looked at the small tower in Zhong Ling's hand, his face immediately filled with doubt.

“This was left to me by my mother. She said it was a family heirloom and that I should keep it safe, as it has the power to protect the soul,” Zhong Ling said.

“Since it’s a family heirloom left to you by your mother, there’s no reason for you to give it to me! Keep it safe for yourself!” Jiang Ning grabbed Zhong Ling’s hand and made her hold the three-story exquisite pagoda in her hand again.

Although when he saw the exquisite three-story pagoda in Zhong Ling's hand, he could tell and sensed that it must be an extraordinary treasure.

After hearing Zhong Ling's introduction, he realized even more how extraordinary this small tower was.

It has the effect of protecting the soul.

In other words, it has the effect of protecting one's soul.

This is an extremely rare treasure that protects the spiritual and soul levels.

Most importantly, the fact that the bell spirit can be used in this seven-story tower indicates that it is a treasure that can protect its owner autonomously and does not have high requirements for the user.

“Brother Jiang, what just happened is enough to prove that your safety is my safety! If Brother Jiang is in danger, even if I had ten treasures to protect me, I would not be safe at all,” Zhong Ling said earnestly.

"You don't need to worry about my safety!" Jiang Ning patted Zhong Ling on the shoulder.

Zhong Ling said, "I know Brother Jiang is very powerful and strong! But it's easy to dodge a spear in the open but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. Those people are skilled in all sorts of strange methods, and Brother Jiang may not be able to protect himself completely at the soul level!"

The words fell.

Zhong Ling added, "Brother Jiang, I'll consider this pagoda a loan to you! You can return it to me when you no longer need it. You wouldn't say you're just borrowing and not returning, would you? I trust you more than you trust Brother Jiang!" Hearing Zhong Ling's last sentence, Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Silly girl!" He patted Zhong Ling's head. He understood Zhong Ling's feelings and was touched.

"Brother Jiang, please use this for now!" Zhong Ling handed the three-story pagoda she was holding tightly to Jiang Ning, her gaze firm and earnest.

Looking into Zhong Ling's eyes, Jiang Ning slowly nodded.

"it is good!"

He took the three-story pagoda from Zhong Ling.

“Brother Jiang, just a drop of blood will do! It can be used with just a drop of blood!” Zhong Ling said.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning immediately understood.

He then pointed his finger at the three-story pagoda.

next moment.

As the blood disappeared, he suddenly felt a faint connection between himself and the three-story tower in his hand.

Sensing this connection, he immediately understood that the three-story pagoda in his hand had formed the simplest form of master-servant relationship with him.

At the same time, he could also sense that, with the Spirit Treasure Refining Technique, he could truly refine this three-story tower.

But he didn't have that idea.

“Brother Jiang, you can store this small pagoda into your mind’s eyebrow with just a thought!” Zhong Ling said.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning nodded.

Then a thought struck him.

The small pagoda in his hand instantly transformed into a beam of white light, flew into his brow, and vanished in an instant.

When he sensed the small tower again, it had already appeared in his spiritual platform, hovering above his Yang God.

"It can shift between reality and illusion, and protect the soul; it truly is a treasure!" he thought to himself.

He then looked at Zhong Ling, and couldn't help but think of what Zhong Ling had just said.

That three-story pagoda was a family heirloom left to Zhongling by her mother.

"Does this tower have a name?" Jiang Ning asked.

According to his understanding, the names of treasures are usually related to their materials, properties, and effects.

"No!" Zhong Ling shook her head: "This tower is nameless and currently only has a simple protective effect! Perhaps Brother Jiang will be able to discover the tower's true power!"

"Where is your mother? Didn't she tell me?" Jiang Ning asked.

“My mother was frail after giving birth to me, and there was no cure. She passed away when I was very young!” Zhong Ling said.

"I'm sorry!" Jiang Ning looked apologetic upon hearing Zhong Ling's words.

"It's alright!" Zhong Ling shook her head, forcing a smile. "I'm used to it! Besides, I have Grandpa Xuan. Grandpa Xuan is incredibly good to me! He spoils me terribly!"

Sensing the emotions in Zhong Ling's words, Jiang Ning patted Zhong Ling on the shoulder, deciding not to continue on this topic that evoked unpleasant memories.

Afterwards, he gave Zhong Ling some brief instructions and asked Linglong to stay with her. Then he went to comfort Jiang Li and Liu Wanwan's family.

The commotion he made when he killed Fang Yu was enough to surprise not only Jiang Li and Liu Wanwan.

Most of the eastern district of Dongling City probably noticed the commotion just now.

After calming him down, he set off for the Eastern Mausoleum Mountains.

Deep in the Dongling Mountains.

The mountain ranges rise and fall like a python, with ancient trees reaching for the sky.

Jiang Ning stopped atop a towering mountain pillar.

Turning around, he could see the buildings arranged in a staggered pattern in the distance.

"This place is just right!" Jiang Ning looked at the East District in the distance and nodded in satisfaction.

Standing here, he could clearly see the movements in the East District and his own mansion.

Fang Yu's arrival inevitably made him feel a bit more threatened.

It refers to Xuanshan, which, although located in the Five Sacred Mountains Prefecture, is quite far from him.

But Fang Yu, who pointed to Xuan Mountain, died in Dongling City, at his hands.

A top-tier grandmaster is an indispensable figure in any faction.

Since Fang Yu died at his hands, he knew that he had come to blows with Zhixuan Mountain.

He is not afraid of Xuanshan at all.

According to his understanding, Zhixuan Mountain currently only has one second-grade Grandmaster, which is one less than the Duxian Sect in Guangning Prefecture.

The overall strength of Xuanshan is roughly equal to that of Duxianmen.

His current strength is no less than that of a second-grade Grandmaster.

That's why he just killed him, leaving Fang Yu no room for maneuver.

This was not only because he was worried that the battle would escalate and affect his family, but also because Zhixuan Mountain was no longer something he could fear.

What truly made him feel threatened was the power behind Xuan Shan.

A hidden paradise whose secrets are unknown.

Ever since he witnessed the strength of the powerful figures in the blessed land, he dared not underestimate them in the slightest.

Anyone who randomly comes to the Xuanhuang Grotto-heaven, such as Xia Xuanyan, is a primordial spirit immortal.

In ancient times, that would have been an existence that could easily become an immortal.

Qingyuan Blessed Land, which is called a blessed land but not even a grotto heaven, is also home to Qingyuan Daoren, a Taoist who has achieved the primordial spirit immortality.

Having seen so much, how could he dare to underestimate the likes of blessed lands and grotto heavens?
If that Martial Saint hadn't been invincible for over eight hundred years, he believed the situation would be completely different now.

This world will not be ruled by the Great Xia, but by the various grotto-heavens.

"Fortunately, the current environment is unfavorable, so those immortals dare not leave their blessed lands at will! And this is especially true for primordial spirit immortals!"

As various thoughts flashed through his mind, Jiang Ning muttered to himself.

Then, he closed his eyes slightly and focused his attention on the three-story tower that Zhong Ling had just lent him.

Now, re-examining that three-story tower, he felt even more strongly its extraordinary nature.

The small tower was a real object in his hands before, and the tactile sensation was very clear.

Now it appears in his mind, suspended above his soul, yet it seems like an illusion.

And a bright yellow aura continuously descended from the three-story tower, enveloping the soul.

"Protect the treasure yourself!" he thought to himself, looking at the small tower ahead.

Then, with a slight thought, he focused his mind on the small tower.

He instantly sensed the restrictions within the three-story tower.

Each floor has a total of nine restrictions, and the third floor has twenty-seven restrictions.

Sensing the twenty-seven layers of restrictions, he became even more aware of the extraordinary nature of this three-story tower.

The Divine Fan he had previously seized from Ge Xian'er of Qingyang Cave Heaven only had seventeen layers of restrictions.

The three-story tower that Zhong Ling temporarily borrowed from him had twenty-seven layers of restrictions.

The difference between the two appears to be only seven layers of restrictions.

But he knew that the difference was enormous, and the two were not even on the same level.

According to his understanding, the difference in the level of restriction between restricted treasures is a small level of difference.

The nine layers of restrictions represent a significant difference in level.

The difference between the Divine Fan and the Three-Story Pagoda is neither a small level nor a large level.

It's not a difference between ten smaller levels and one larger level.

It is applied to the realm of martial arts.

The difference between him and someone of the fourth rank is no less than the difference between them now.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little tempted.

Master the art of refining magical weapons.

If he wanted to, he could truly refine and master this three-story tower.

At that time, he will be able to unleash the full power of the three-story tower.

Moreover, this treasure is a defensive artifact for his soul, a completely unexplored area.

In the path of martial arts, this kind of defense is to resist mental pressure and the oppression of momentum and intent.

As for the path of immortality, he knew nothing about it.

But he understood that the path of immortality had flourished for countless years, giving rise to a great civilization.

There must be many secret techniques and methods for attacking the soul.

He just hasn't encountered it yet.

Once he actually encounters this situation, his lack of understanding in this area will inevitably become his weakness.

Refining this small tower will make one virtually immune to such attacks.

At that moment, countless thoughts erupted in his mind.

After a long time.

call--

He opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, and suppressed the greed that was growing in his heart.

"A virtuous person is judged by their actions, not by their heart!"

"Looks like I'm still a gentleman!"

He couldn't help but laugh.

(End of this chapter)