Eternal Taoist King

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At the moment, except for Baishan and Baiqi, the rest of the Bai family began to prepare for the ancestors of the ancestor. However, the protagonist of this matter was sitting in the room wondering how to get Baixin to his room. Go.

"Bai Ru's Yuan Yin has been absorbed now. If you can absorb the Bai Xin's Yuan Yin again, it should be almost the same." Bai Ting was pacing in the room. At this time, he knew that someone at home would find his secret. However, what he knew was that Baishan might have noticed that as far as Baiqi is concerned, he still did n’t know what happened that year.

At this time, 'Leng Yuexiao' had already reached the boundary outside the city closest to the Bai family to wait for Song Ning. Instead, Song Ning's speed was much slower.

On this trip to the Bai Family, Song Ning still needs to make some preparations. The Burning Sky Sword still hasn't recovered. In addition to his own strength, he does not have much to rely on, but with his current strength, it is not enough to look at, let alone Daoxian Even if it is a virtual fairy, he only has the power of a battle.

In a dense forest, Song Ning lowered his body. The black wind and Xiao Ke originally ran along with Song Ning. Now that Song Ning has stopped, he thinks that it is an important place, so he becomes cautious.

Song Ning fell in the forest, looking at the vigilant look of the two, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you two nervous about? I just want to take a short break here."

The black wind was embarrassed: "We thought what a fairy tomb is like here."

With a trace of recollection in his eyes, Song Ning sighed: "Fairy Tomb? You think it's good. If there are fairy tombs everywhere in this demon realm, wouldn't it be a graveyard?"

Xiao sees that there is nothing strange here, so he sits quietly next to Song Ning. He is not as talkative as Heifeng, it is enough to follow Song Ning.

Xiao Ke has been embarrassing medicine for a long time, and now Xiao Ke sits quietly next to Song Ning, but it is a bit uncomfortable.

"But you have to eat it?" Song Ning turned over and took out a lot of immortality medicine to Xiaoke.

Xiao Ke took it happily, then took out one and put it in his mouth to chew. When the black wind saw this scene, it was unfair: "Master, when do you help me to refine Jindan? I may not be able to explode this in my body now."

Speaking of Jin Dan, Song Ning did n’t think about it. In fact, Black Wind can seize Jin Dan. If Black Wind can seize a Jin Dan, it ’s not bad, but it ’s a bit cruel, so Song Ning has never expressed his position. Moreover, the artificially refined Jindan in the black wind can still be used in the body, and Song Ning has no plans for the time being, but now the black wind mentions it, and Song Ning then said by the way.

"Speaking of Jin Dan, I was thinking, I will take one for you next time. What do you think of it?" Song Ning looked at Heifeng with a smile.

Heifeng was naturally pleased to hear this, but he smiled bitterly when he was happy: "Master, would n’t you think that I could just get a golden pill and put it in my body."

"Oh? Isn't it?" Song Ning stunned. It seemed that he was still wrong.

The black wind shouted: "Nature is not! Although this kind of Jindan is the essence that can be condensed out by the monks, it is actually very fragile. You monks are not clearly divided, but in ancient fairyland, Jindan is There are some distinctions. "

Song Ning was interested in Heifeng's words: "Oh? Then you talk to me."

Heifeng likes to talk about ancient fairyland the most, so he talked eloquently: "In the ancient fairyland, Jindan is divided into nine grades, the next three grades, the middle three grades, the upper three grades, when the monks form a pill, according to the cultivation method, they The strength of the body, the spiritual roots of the body, and many other factors combined, the hardness of the condensed Jindan is different. The worst hardness is the next third grade. This kind of Jindan is even the Jindan landed on the ground after the death of the monk. The dog saw I wo n’t go to eat it. "

Song Ning and Xiao Ke have a black line on their faces, and they say that the black wind is a bit too real. Jin Dan, who doesn't even eat dogs, is it still called Jin Dan?

Heifeng said the same, and did not care about Song Ning ’s thoughts. He continued: "Jindan of the third grade is really a gold. The monks can take it away, but they can only take it from the gold. Learning a small amount of cultivation behavior is a way to enhance cultivation, but otherwise it is of little use. "

This remark made people feel a chill, swallowing Jin Dan, just to strengthen a little cultivation, this kind of thing did not happen in Song Ning's eyes.

During the speech, the black wind tone increased: "The Jindan of Shangsanpin is different. The Jindan of Shangsanpin is named Jindan, Platinum Dan, and Zijindan in turn. If these three Jindan can be taken out of the living body and served Next, people without Jindan can immediately form Jindan. If they have Jindan, they will choose the best and replace them. "

Song Ning smiled and said: "No wonder you took my Jin Dan out of the body and swallowed it."

Heifeng's face became extremely ugly. Although he believed that Song Ning would not follow him, he still felt a little guilty when he thought of what he had done.

"So what level is my Jindan?" Song Ning didn't care about the past.

Xiao Ke also raised interest at this time. The stronger Song Ning was, the happier she was naturally. At the moment, she seemed to be an audience, blinking her eyes at the same time, blinking her eyes and waiting for the black wind to continue.

"Master, your Jindan ..." Heifeng swallowed.

"But it doesn't matter, it's not a big deal, what are you doing?" Song Ningdan smiled.

Heifeng nodded: "Master, your golden dan should be regarded as the best among golden dan, close to platinum golden dan."

Although I did n’t expect much from this kind of thing, but now I heard that my Jindan is the worst among the top three grades, and Song Ningxin is still a little lost: "What does this grade mean?"

"There is a saying in the ancient fairyland, cough, this is the case." Heifeng couldn't help but think of this mantra: "Xia Sanluo, Zhong Sanyong, Shang Sanxian."

"Poof ... Xia Sanluo ..." Xiao Ke just took the elixir in his mouth and spouted out with a smile, even Song Ning was amused by the black wind.

The black wind scratched his head, although this was indeed funny, but from his mouth, there was no fun: "The meaning of the next three is very simple, the Jindan of the next third is bad, and this kind of monk can barely reach the stage of knotting. That ’s right, the Jindan of the third grade is considered to be a normal Jindan. This kind of monk is busy and ineffective, and the final achievement is not necessarily great. Basically, it is an ordinary fairy. The Jindan of the third grade is different. The Jindan condenses At that time, they were destined to have the qualifications to become Shangxian. "

Seeing that Song Ning and Xiao Ke did not react, Heifeng immediately added ...