Junior sister took first place again

However, what shocked Ning Jiasheng the most was not the tall and majestic mountains and the magical and beautiful scenery, but the countless demon beasts swarming below.

Whether they are flying in the sky or running on the ground, they all stand quietly on the ground or on the trees in their original form, looking at the pool under the waterfall in the middle.

There was a wolf-like light in his eyes, and he was waiting for something motionlessly.

Wen Xingzhou activated a barrier to cover the two of them and said in a voice transmission, "Junior sister, I'm afraid your plans will be disrupted."

Ning Jiasheng also sensed that something was about to come out from the direction the beasts were looking at.

She looked at Wen Xingzhou with a questioning look.

"A rare treasure is about to be born. Besides these monsters, there are many monks who have sensed the treasure and are rushing here."

Wen Xingzhou grabbed Shibayi who was behind him and looked serious.

"Put him in the Monster Binding Box. You won't be able to take care of him when the fight starts."

He made a decision and said, "Let's take our things and leave."

Upon hearing this, Ning Jiasheng immediately took out the demon-binding box. Shi Ba didn't waste any words and suddenly shrank and jumped in.

Not to mention the monks that Senior Brother mentioned, she still hasn't noticed them.

Any one of those monsters in the center below is enough to give her a hard time.

If a fight breaks out, she, who is at the Jindan stage, doesn't need to get involved. The prerequisite for training is to ensure her life.

Bubbles began to appear in the center of the pool, and gradually it began to boil and churn like boiling water.

Ning Jiasheng finally saw the first group of monks who had arrived, and several strange auras suddenly appeared in the forest.

Because Wen Xingzhou's cultivation level was too high and he helped to cover up, a group of five people stopped two meters away from them.

There were three men and two women, all of them had beautiful features and were neatly dressed. They were obviously disciples of immortal families.

Ning Jiasheng took a look and whispered to his senior brother, "Is the family very powerful? When did Yuanying become everywhere?"

Among these five people, the one with the lowest cultivation level is in the late Jindan stage, and the other four are Yuanying cultivators.

Especially the two female cultivators, Ning Jiasheng was shocked when he looked at them.

Suddenly, an infinite love arose in my heart, and I just wanted to give them all the beautiful things in the world, just to win a smile from the beautiful woman.

The key point is that she is very clear that she is not actually suddenly in love.

The moment she saw them, it was as if her whole body was suddenly split into two halves, one half was her sober and normal self, and the other half wanted to give everything to them.

Wen Xingzhou then glanced at those people, helping his junior sister to resolve this strange state and clearing up her confusion:

"These four people are from the Wei and Ji families of Dongzhou. Aristocratic families tend to stick together. Perhaps they got together because of some difficult task."

He pointed at the four Nascent Soul cultivators and said:

"The Wei family is proficient in refining weapons and excels in formations; the Ji family practices the Way of Joy. Both are the leading aristocratic families in Dongzhou."

"As for the remaining person..."

Wen Xingzhou took a closer look and shook his head.

"I can't recognize which one it is."

Ning Jiasheng thought to himself, no wonder, he is indeed a charm cultivator.

She was more interested in the Ji family. Ning Jiasheng thanked her senior brother and said with a subtle expression, "They didn't use any magic just now, did they?"

"No."

Wen Xingzhou shook his head slightly and explained:

"Charm cultivators are good at mind control. Even cultivators of the same realm find it difficult to look away from them."

At this point, he touched Ning Jiasheng's head and smiled lightly and soothingly, "It's remarkable that you didn't lose your composure, Junior Sister."

Ning Jiasheng smiled reservedly, and the two of them dropped the topic.

Because the noise at the pond was getting louder and louder, more and more people were coming into the forest.

It didn't take long before two extremely dazzling black and white beams of light suddenly burst out from the center of the pool. Before anything could surface, all the monsters in the canyon and the monks in the mountains rushed over.

Of course—all in vain.

When the beam of light appeared, Wen Xingzhou had already embraced Ning Jiasheng and took the treasure in the water. Even the fish monster closest to the water could not see clearly what it was.

At this time, they had passed through the Windy Mountain and arrived at a plain.

Wen Xingzhou walked for a distance and completely away from the crowd before he put Ning Jiasheng down, raised the barrier, and took out the two things he had just fished out and gave them to her.

A half-black and half-white flower that resembles a water lily, and the container in which the flower grows - a pitch-black stove with a very hideous appearance, emitting bursts of terrifying aura.

"It's the legendary Heaven Burning Furnace!"

Wen Xingzhou spoke with some surprise.

Ning Jiasheng became interested and listened attentively.

Wen Xingzhou explained softly, "This furnace was forged thousands of years ago by an immortal who fell into evil. It's made of dozens of extremely rare and precious minerals."

"During this process, countless demonic energy-filled and highly toxic objects were continuously added. When the refining was completed, the toxic gas that erupted killed all living creatures within a thousand miles."

Ning Jiasheng let out a small exclamation.

"It is said that the elixirs and magical instruments refined in the Burning Heaven Furnace will have other unexpected effects."

Wen Xingzhou picked up the small stove and looked at it carefully, sighing:

"Since the death of that Immortal Venerable, this furnace has been missing. For thousands of years, demonic cultivators have been searching for it, never expecting it to be sealed away in Swift Wind Mountain."

Ning Jiasheng asked curiously, "Brother, can you control this furnace?"

Wen Xingzhou said patiently, "We can give it a try, but only our master can break the seal."

Ning Jiasheng quickly waved his hands, "If it's not good for you, Senior Brother, then don't try it. I'm just asking."

"There's no telling what traps these demon cultivators might have."

Seeing that his junior sister was concerned about him, Wen Xingzhou smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm also curious about what kind of changes this furnace will bring to ordinary magic tools. We'll talk about it after we return to the sect."

"Brother is so powerful, there will definitely be no problem."

Ning Jiasheng praised, then held up the flower in his hand and asked, "What kind of spiritual plant is this? I can't recognize it at all."

Wen Xingzhou: "It's the Water Spirit Lotus, but it's mutated after growing in this furnace."

Water Spirit Lotus is a medicinal herb that is even rarer than the thousand-year-old snow lotus.

It takes more than a thousand years to reach maturity. If eaten directly, it is an extremely mild tonic. Ning Jiasheng can at least reach the middle stage of Jindan painlessly.

It is also a life-saving medicine for seriously injured monks. No matter how it is used, there will be no side effects. It is an extremely popular natural elixir in the world of cultivation.

Generally, only large sects and families have collections of them, and occasionally they are sold at sky-high prices at auctions.

But it’s hard to say about the flower they have now. It’s still unknown whether the white half has the same effect as before, but it is definitely true that the black half is highly poisonous.

The brothers and sisters were not experts in identifying medicinal herbs, so they had to put it away and let Senior Sister Li Huan take a look after returning to the sect.

Although there was a minor incident, Ning Jiasheng's dream of becoming a martial artist will continue. She even changed her clothes specially, full of ritual sense.

After looking at the new treasure with her senior brother, she summoned Chi Yan and continued to fly southwest.

There are many wild beasts in this wilderness, and some nomadic peoples are scattered here and there. Ning Jiasheng was quite disappointed to see that there was no fighting.

She covered her face and wandered for a day before helping a herdsman drive away a pack of wolves. The enthusiastic herdsmen then took her to have a delicious meal.

After eating, she declined the herdsmen's offer to let them stay overnight.

Eighteen was released again, and the two of them and the demon walked in the moonlight.

When the sky was about to brighten, Wen Xingzhou suddenly walked in front of his junior sister, waved his hand and grabbed two injured monsters from behind the hill.

Eighteen was startled by his sudden move, while Ning Jiasheng turned around from behind his senior brother to see what the thing was.

One of them was actually a familiar demon—the bird demon that Ning Jiasheng met in the brothel.

But now he had many wounds on his body that were deep enough to see the bones, and the wings on his back were covered in blood.

The reason why he didn't turn into his original form was because he was holding an unconscious cub in his arms, and judging by its fur color, it looked like his bloodline.

Ning Jiasheng recognized it, so Wen Xingzhou certainly would recognize the aura that had previously lingered on his junior sister's shoulder.

So I just did it without thinking.

The bird demon protected the cub in its arms and looked at the two of them warily, mainly with hostility towards Wen Xingzhou.

"I just happened to be passing by, no offense intended."

Knowing that the other party could easily kill him without making a sound, the bird demon spoke first and explained coldly.

Wen Xingzhou looked at him scrutinizingly for a moment, then said calmly, "Go away."

The bird demon breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, nodded to the two of them, spread its wings and flew away.

As a result, in the afternoon, Ning Jiasheng and his companion met him again on a small hill.

The bird demon was even more seriously injured. There was a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage and two in the Nascent Soul Stage chasing him.

The bird demon's cultivation level was equivalent to that of a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage. He had been injured before, and he had to divide his attention to protect the cub in his arms. Even the demon race, which was known for its strong physical body, gradually couldn't bear it.

But he always protected the cub in his arms tightly and it was not hurt at all.

Ning Jiasheng looked at this familiar scene and tugged at his senior brother's sleeve.

"Junior sister, do you want to save them?"

Wen Xingzhou always spoke gently.

Ning Jiasheng: "I know that Senior Brother and Master can tell whether the demon tribe has harmed people. If he hasn't, Senior Brother, please help save him this time."

"He… reminds me of my mother."

Wen Xingzhou showed a look of pity, "He has never harmed anyone. Since Junior Sister wants to save him, I will obey."

Before the three monks tied up the seriously injured bird demon with the demon-binding rope, Wen Xingzhou took him and his junior sister and teleported to a cave hundreds of miles away.

The bird demon who was thrown to the ground coughed twice and woke up slowly.

He immediately lowered his head to make sure the cub in his arms was okay, then he looked up and recognized the two people who rescued him.

"The demon tribe, the Luan bird clan, is Fu'e. Thank you two immortals for saving our lives."

He stood up and saluted the two people properly, then looked at the bird in his arms with loving eyes.

With a serious face, he said:

"Please allow me to send my son back to Youzhou, and then I will return to repay you two. I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Wen Xingzhou remained silent. "My junior sister was moved by your father-daughter love and felt pity for you. If you want to thank someone, thank her."

Fu E turned around and bowed to Ning Jiasheng again.

Ning Jiasheng waved his hand, "Without my brother, I would be powerless to save you even if I wanted to."

"It's fate that we've met twice. I'll talk about repaying you later."

"Since we've both been rescued and are on the same journey, why not send him off to the west?"

Ning Jiasheng turned to his senior brother for advice.

Wen Xingzhou said decisively: "Junior sister, just let me make the decision."

Fu E was startled and quickly refused: "I haven't repaid you for saving my life yet, how can I trouble you two again? I will avoid you before I leave."

Ning Jiasheng smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, this is conditional. It's not too late to make a decision after you listen to it."

Fu E hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded to signal Ning Jiasheng to speak.