"This hundred-year Chinese Knotweed is not bad!"
"This 200-year-old Lingzhi is definitely something Junior Brother needs!”
"And this. I don't know what this fruit is, but it actually contains more spiritual power than ginseng!”
……
The Seven Heroes of Wudang were in a mess, like bandits who had entered the village.
As soon as he entered the treasure vault of Mount Song, he activated the Heaven Observing Talisman and began to plunder wantonly.
He was looking for all kinds of things with spiritual power.
"This Mount Song Sect is really rich!”
Zhang Cuishan could not help but sigh.
Strictly speaking, Mount Song Sect had even more treasures than Wudang Sect!
This was not an exaggeration.
Although Wudang Sect had Zhang Sanfeng who was a true Celestial Realm expert, Zhang Sanfeng was by nature casual. He taught his disciples chivalrous deeds and would not take things by force.
Most of the treasures were found by themselves or sent by others.
On the other hand, Mount Song Sect.
On the surface, they were righteous, but in reality, they were doing shady business.
"Eldest Senior Brother, come quickly. There's so much spiritual power in this stone!”
Yin Liting's surprised voice rang out.
It instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone gathered over and activated the Heaven Observing Talisman. They saw a large ball of dazzling spiritual light flickering, and they could not help but gasp.
The black-red boulder in front of him was as tall as a man.
It was definitely a good treasure!
"Bring him back! Junior Brother will definitely like it!"
Everyone could not help but reveal a look of joy. This smooth trip was all thanks to Little Junior Brother's talisman. No matter what, they had to bring back something that Little Junior Brother was satisfied with.
……
Yue Buqun and the others looked at the Wudang Sect disciples carrying bags of various sizes. They even saw two disciples hugging a huge rock. They could not help but be dumbfounded.
"Hero Song, what are you doing?"
Song Yuanqiao smiled slightly."
"My junior brother likes these things, so we shamelessly brought them back to Wudang.”
Yue Buqun and the others 'eyes lit up.
"So Young Hero Ning likes it?"
"That's good. We were able to suppress the two evil thieves, Zuo Lengchan and Ren Woxing, thanks to the talisman of the Little True Immortal. After we return to the mountain, we will immediately organize it and send it to Wudang along with the copied Daoist scriptures!”
Song Yuanqiao's face lit up.
"Then how?"
"Of course, of course!"
Yue Buqun and the others smiled fawningly. They had a little thought in their hearts.
This time, the talismans displayed by Silent Valley were too shocking. They thought that perhaps they could go to Ning Changge and ask for one or two talismans as a life-saving item?
Then, he naturally had to cater to their interests.
Song Yuanqiao and the others immediately felt even more carefree.
If it was given to them, they would not accept it no matter what.
But if it was for his junior brother?
He would not refuse anyone!
After another round of busyness, after everyone finished dealing with the follow-up matters of Mount Song, Yue Buqun and the others promised to start copying the scriptures and send them to Wudang in a few days. Song Yuanqiao and the others returned to the mountain with ease and prepared to hand over the spiritual items they obtained from Mount Song to their junior brother.
……
Wudang.
Scripture Depository.
Ning Changge swallowed the last Spirit Ascension Pill.
Boom!
The huge medicinal strength in his body bloomed, and then it was absorbed by the small vortexes formed by the Eternal Evergreen Technique.
This time.
Ning Changge's spiritual power had finally reached a certain limit.
Surging spiritual energy gathered in his dantian and finally broke through the bottleneck!
He had successfully broken through to the sixth qi layer!
Ning Changge gave off an oppressive pressure. The entire Sutra Depository seemed to have been occupied by some wild beast. The few disciples couldn't help but feel awe in their hearts. They couldn't help but look in the direction of the higher level of the Sutra Depository.
They all knew that it was the place where Youngest Uncle stayed.
Their eyes were filled with admiration and fanaticism.
Ning Changge restrained her aura and smiled.
His cultivation level had increased again, which made him very happy.
"My train of thought was indeed correct. Taking pills is the way to go. With the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Tempering Method, I can increase my strength even faster!”
"If I were to only absorb spiritual energy, I'm afraid it would take me several months to advance a level.”
In reality.
Advancing one level in a few months was already considered very fast. One could see the profundity of the Art of Everlasting Youth created by Ning Changge. However, Ning Changge was seizing every minute to grow even faster.
"The only flaw is that the spirit herbs are useless.”
Ning Changge had a headache.
The raw materials for refining spirit pills did not come out of thin air.
If he continued to consume the pills at this rate, the spirit herbs stored in Wudang Sect would be used up by him after a period of time.
It couldn't be helped. His master, Zhang Sanfeng, was used to doing things as he pleased. It was already not easy for him to have so many stocks.
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
Ning Changge closed her eyes.
He was preparing to continue comprehending the method of refining weapons. He had already started to have some ideas these days. However, it was a pity that there were not many Spiritual Energy ores in the Wudang Treasure House. There were not many opportunities for him to experiment.
He planned to forge an alchemy furnace first to maximize the use of spiritual herbs.
It was better to save as much as possible.
At this moment.
He suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered something.
"Before Eldest Senior Brother left the mountain, he seemed to have asked me to give these Martial Nephews a lecture? It seems to be today?"
Ning Changge's heart skipped a beat.
Four hours had passed since he entered the state of enlightenment. These disciples had probably been waiting for a long time in the Martial Arts Practice Square.
The Sutra Depository had become quiet, and there was only Ning Changge.
His figure flashed and he appeared outside the Scripture Depository.
Then, he flew toward the Martial Arts Practice Square.
……
Martial Arts Practice Square.
A group of Wudang's third-generation disciples were sitting on the ground with their legs crossed respectfully, waiting.
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement.
A few days ago.
Song Yuanqiao told them that he would invite Little Uncle-Master to give them a lecture and impart his experience. Everyone was looking forward to this day.
This was actually a tradition of Wudang Sect.
The second-generation disciples would give a speech to the third-generation disciples once a month to teach them martial arts.
It was just that Ning Changge had been cultivating in seclusion in the Sutra Depository in the past, so she hadn't called him.
Now that Ning Changge had succeeded and the Wudang Seven Heroes were leaving the mountain for a period of time, the task fell on Ning Changge.
If it were any other Martial Uncle, these third-generation disciples wouldn't have such expectations, but Ning Changge was different. The shocking phenomenon that day was engraved in everyone's minds, making them feel incomparable admiration and curiosity towards Ning Changge.
This was the first time Ning Changge had preached for them.
Even though they had already waited for four hours, no one was impatient.
However, he was a little nervous.
"Little Uncle-Master won't be coming, right?"
All the third-generation disciples sat upright.
Suddenly.
Someone shouted,"
"Little Uncle-Master is here!"
Everyone's spirits were shaken. They looked ahead and saw that there was nothing in front of them. When they looked up again, the entire scene immediately burst into an uproar.
A young Daoist in a white Daoist robe stood with his hands behind his back, riding the wind. His posture, expression, and even his hair revealed an unimaginable ease and satisfaction.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but be filled with fervor.
This was Little Uncle-Master!
Even the way she appeared was so unique.
This made everyone look forward to the next lecture.
On the martial arts practice square, cheers rose and fell, forming a sound wave.
"Greetings, Little Uncle-Master!"
Ning Changge's face remained calm as she landed on the high platform.
"No need for formalities."
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