Chapter 347

Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon!

Cultivation Cabin.

Ning Zhuo floated in mid-air in a cross-legged posture.

Sun Lingtong stood behind him, also floating, with a chubby, tender little hand pressed against Ning Zhuo's back.

Ning Zhuo was practicing the Three Sects' Supreme Arts.

First was the Mirror Platform Spirit-Connecting Art, then the Five Elements Qi Law Art, and finally the Demonic Blood Tendon Art.

He was at times solemn and dignified, filled with Buddha-light; at times rhythmic with the five elements, drifting like an immortal; and at times thick with bloodthirst, filled with demonic might.

Sun Lingtong's spiritual sense penetrated his body, observing Ning Zhuo's three dantians.

He saw that the Upper Dantian was cloudless for ten thousand miles, with the top and bottom of the dantian smooth and flat, like two giant mirrors serving as the heaven and earth.

In the middle of the mirrors, small mirrors floated quietly. Various thoughts derived rapidly within the mirrors and vanished in an instant.

This was the Bright Mirror Spirit Light Dantian!

Inside the Middle Dantian, a five-colored vortex, like a tornado pillar, supported the sky and trod upon the earth. The qi of the five elements was at times clearly distinct, at times mixed together, and at times constantly transforming into one another, fully displaying the mysteries of the five elements' mutual generation and restriction.

This was the Five Qi Heavenly Pivot Dantian!

Inside the Lower Dantian, blood qi was viscous, covering the dantian to form a crimson land. On the land, layers of blood tendons were coiled like vines, crisscrossing to weave a giant net.

Within the blood tendons, blood qi was biting and flowed ceaselessly. With every beat of Ning Zhuo's heart, the strands of blood qi attached to the blood tendons rose and fell naturally like tides.

This was the Blood Earth Demonic Tendon Dantian!

Ning Zhuo had already advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage; his three dantians were almost set, and their forms had transformed quite profoundly.

After finishing the cultivation, Ning Zhuo slowly opened his eyes.

Sun Lingtong also slowly withdrew his palm.

The magic array slowly came to a halt, and the two, Sun and Ning, drifted down to the ground.

Sun Lingtong exclaimed, "Wonderful, truly wonderful. The Three Sects' Supreme Arts are indeed exquisite. Proposing any one of them alone would be a top-tier cultivation art."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that such excellent arts could be cultivated simultaneously. The Three Sects' Supreme Masters are truly formidable!"

"Such an achievement is simply earth-shattering."

"We endured for over a decade just to compete for the Lava Immortal Palace, and we really made the right choice!"

"Little Zhuo, if you continue to cultivate like this, your future will be boundless!!"

Sun Lingtong said with great certainty.

Ning Zhuo nodded: "It's just a pity that the Dharma Transmission Bell only passed me the Foundation Establishment chapter. For the Jin Dan level arts in the future, I still have to return to the Lava Immortal Palace and need the Dharma Transmission Bell to continue the teaching."

Sun Lingtong gave a hum: "That is indeed a troublesome matter. On this point, we must be extra wary of the Meng family."

"Boss, I don't quite understand the passage 'Heart and Law merge, Spirit and Flesh connect' in the Demonic Blood Tendon Art," Ning Zhuo asked for guidance.

Sun Lingtong rubbed his chin: "I haven't practiced the Three Sects' Supreme Arts; I was just observing you practicing with my spiritual sense earlier. I can only share my own insights, which may not necessarily be accurate."

"The comprehension of cultivation arts is not just about thinking about the Dao and principles in your brain; there must also be a part that comes from personal realization. You need to increase your understanding of the arts through practice."

"You are only at the Foundation Establishment stage now, so pointers from others are still somewhat effective. Once you reach the Jin Dan stage and beyond, you will mainly rely on individual comprehension."

"So, do you still want my help?"

Ning Zhuo immediately understood Sun Lingtong's meaning.

In the future, cultivators would rely more and more on themselves for the comprehension of arts. If one did not cultivate the habit and ability to comprehend on their own in the early stages of cultivation, they would be at a significant disadvantage in this regard later on!

"Then I'd better try to comprehend it myself first," Ning Zhuo said.

Sun Lingtong clapped his hands: "Haha, your choice is very correct!"

"Come, let's take a good tour of this Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon."

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon used the dragon spine as the central axis, with many cabins arranged on both sides.

The cultivation cabin where Sun Lingtong and Ning Zhuo were currently located was one of them.

Besides this, there were the Dragon Head Cabin, Void Refinement Cabin, Storage Cabin, Engine Cabin, Nursery Cabin, and so on.

The two toured it once and discovered that the Storage Cabin contained a massive amount of fire essence. The Engine Cabin was surging with heat, making it difficult to approach. Although the Void Refinement Cabin could be opened, neither of them dared to take the risk. The Nursery Cabin was completely empty.

Finally, the two arrived at the Dragon Head Cabin, where they saw the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit.

It was curled into a ball, nesting inside a Clam Elephant Pearl.

The Clam Elephant Pearl was like a pearl the size of a millstone; the pearl body was translucent, plump, and round.

Ning Zhuo reached out and covered the pearl body with his palm. The next moment, fine and dense array patterns were revealed, spreading from the pearl body to the tabletop, then lighting up the walls, and finally following the dragon spine to awaken every mechanism part of the entire mechanical wandering dragon body.

Ning Zhuo tried to control one of the mechanism parts, and immediately, circular holes appeared on the ceiling. The holes emitted a wooing hum, and a large amount of airflow was rapidly extracted and then rapidly filled into the Dragon Head Cabin.

This was the mechanism part, the Air-Combination Valve.

Once opened, it could regulate the airflow between the various cabins. If a fire or something similar occurred, the simplest method was to immediately evacuate the air from that cabin, causing the flames to extinguish rapidly.

"Fun, so much fun. Quick, quick, quick, let me play with it." Sun Lingtong watched Ning Zhuo continuously try out various mechanism parts, his heart itching with impatience, his face full of excitement.

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon was a very classic mechanical creation.

Its combat capability was weak, but it was very suitable for long-distance travel by cultivators. The various cabins of the mechanical wandering dragon not only provided the various functions of the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon but also provided the cultivators riding inside with a relatively stable and safe cultivation environment.

When Sun Lingtong was switched up and the mechanism part for observation was opened, the two, Sun and Ning, saw images appearing in the cabin.

This was the current situation of the surroundings of the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon.

The surroundings were almost entirely dim darkness, with strands of silver lines shuttling straight beside the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon in the black curtain.

The silver lines were at times sparse, at times dense, and occasionally, blocks condensed from silver light would appear.

"Is this the feeling of a Nascent Soul cultivator escaping through the void?" The two, Sun and Ning, were mesmerized for a moment.

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon was at the Nascent Soul level, and its strongest point was imitating Nascent Soul cultivators, being able to escape through the void and achieve long-distance directional teleportation.

Approaching the destination, the speed of the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon slowly decreased. The silver lines also changed; at first, they were very thin, then they rapidly became thick. The expanding silver lines merged with each other, finally turning into the real world.

This process was very short.

The two, Sun and Ning, only felt the mechanical wandering dragon shake slightly, and after a moment of daze, they discovered that the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon was already situated among a range of mountains.

Ning Zhuo immediately took out the map jade slip and used his spiritual sense to investigate.

He discovered that the surrounding terrain and landscape were different from the description on the map.

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon had not been refined for long, and its own route information was blank; it could only rely on external maps to lead the way first.

This map jade slip was requested by Ning Zhuo from Ning Jiufan, and it recorded the detailed landscape and terrain during the migration of the Ning family group.

But the map was not precise, forcing Ning Zhuo to adjust the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon to tour the surroundings.

In this situation, there was no need to escape into the void.

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon flew in mid-air, as small as an earthworm, its aura restrained and very inconspicuous.

After touring the surroundings for about an hour and a half, Ning Zhuo finally saw his destination—Mount Wuyin!

This mountain was towering and steep, entwined with strands of clouds and mist.

In the dusk, between the gaps in the clouds and mist, green pines stood tall, lush and dripping with green. Streams gurgled, gathering into clear sounds.

The Ning family had traveled a long distance, migrating all the way, and had once been obscured by thick fog here, as if trapped in a labyrinth, and had been trapped for three days and four nights before breaking out.

If Ning Zhuo wanted to cure the Buddha-Doctor Meng Yaoyin, he had to treat both the symptoms and the root cause.

As for treating the root cause, he currently had no clue at all.

But as for treating the symptoms, he already had a plan. That was to go against the route of the Ning family's migration and walk it again, collecting relics related to Meng Yaoyin along the way.

He wanted to see if he could find clues to Meng Yaoyin's identity from these relics and find the origin of the Dao injury. At the very least, he could increase the spirituality of the Buddha-Doctor Meng Yaoyin by cremating the relics, extending the time she had to wait for rescue.

Ning Zhuo controlled the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon to circle around Mount Wuyin at high altitude.

The Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon could be as large or small as he wished, shrinking to the size of an earthworm, and coupled with its restrained aura, it was not eye-catching at all.

Ning Zhuo discovered a mountain village at the foot of the mountain.

A moment later, he enlarged the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon slightly, using it as a belt, and coiled it around his waist.

He himself, along with Sun Lingtong, made some disguises and took the initiative to walk into the mountain village.

The male villagers patrolling in the village saw the two, Sun and Ning, and immediately shouted to stop them.

Both Sun and Ning radiated Foundation Establishment auras.

The patrolling man was only at the Qi Refining stage and immediately felt a powerful pressure, but he still held his position, biting the bullet to block the two, Sun and Ning.

Ning Zhuo comforted him with kind words and explained their purpose.

The patrolling man saw that Ning Zhuo was kind and gentle, and gradually relaxed, no longer so nervous: "Oh, you want to go to the Mountain God Temple, then do you want to go to the real temple or the fake temple?"

Ning Zhuo felt strange: "This is the territory of the Nandou Kingdom. I remember that the Nandou Kingdom long ago cut down mountains and destroyed temples, strictly forbidding licentious sacrifices. How can there still be a fake temple?"

Ning Zhuo wanted to search for his mother's relics, but relying solely on the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon, himself, and Sun Lingtong, it was difficult to search comprehensively.

After all, Mount Wuyin was a mountain, and its range was too vast.

Therefore, the best method was to ask the local Mountain God.

The patrolling man hurriedly explained: "The fake temple is also real; the Mountain God enshrined there has long been recognized by the royal family, so guests need not worry. When we say real temple or fake temple, it's just that one is efficacious and the other is not."

Ning Zhuo then asked the other party to be more detailed.

The patrolling man pointed out: The real temple is the Fox Immortal Temple of the Deputy Mountain God, and the fake temple is the Tiger God Temple of the Main Mountain God. The two are located in the south and north of Mount Wuyin, respectively.

Sun Lingtong was slightly stunned: "As the saying goes, the fox borrows the tiger's might. But on Mount Wuyin, the Fox Immortal is truly efficacious, while the Tiger God is not. How did it become the opposite?"

"Won't we know if we go and see?" Before leaving, Ning Zhuo took out a spirit stone as a reward and handed it to the patrolling man.

"Thank you for clearing up the confusion," Ning Zhuo smiled slightly at him.

The patrolling man took the spirit stone, and seeing that the two were about to leave, he hesitated for a moment and hurriedly stopped them: "Two lords, please wait a moment. I will go and report to the village chief to see if you can spend the night in the village."

"Two lords, it is better not to enter the mountain at night."

"The mountain fog is thickest at night, and many villagers have lost their way in the fog and eventually lost their lives in the big mountain."

"It is better to wait until the day comes before going up the mountain."