The accumulation of soil forms a mountain, and spells are piled up to build this fort.

First, countless mineral powder, spiritual materials, beautiful jade, earth and stone were refined with magic power and turned into five-color earth.

These true soils are like Xuanming, the Xuanming True Water and Taiyin True Water cultivated by Taiyin, which are a kind of magic power of a different kind.

The best defense!

Ordinary monks often practice and accumulate this kind of magic power. When fighting, they condense into earth, mountains and stone walls, protecting their bodies without any obstacles.

But the ancestor of Ning seemed to have a sudden idea to consolidate and lay the foundation for such real soil on a branch of Shaohua Mountain.

Then plant the spiritual wood in it, open the roots, grasp the land, and arrange an extremely stable formation.

With such a formation of 10% and his magic power was fixed here with such rammed earth, and he could not take it away.

If you draw a yard to make a prison, you will trap yourself here.

But the ancestor of Ning seemed to feel that it was not enough. He kept breathing inspiration, refining spiritual materials, and continuously growing the foundation of the magic power, like a city growing like a soil.

There are all kinds of magic spells, all of which are defense spells.

The earth evil energy underground is mixed with real earth and burns bricks with elixir fire. Each brick is transformed from a magic method. If you take it out, you can cast magic methods.

These spiritual bricks refined into the prototype of magic tools are structured on top of the rammed earth foundation and stacked.

It was on the basis of the Taoist foundation of the Ning clan ancestor that gradually created platforms, pillars, walls, and walls, and finally used the qi to burn tiles, eaves, and ridges.

With the roof and beams, thousands of extremely basic magics are stacked up, creating an indestructible magical power.

Qian Chen looked around and saw that every building in the fort was made like this.

It was simply not a building created by formations, but a magic weapon, outer pill, of the ancestor of the Ning family.

It can even be said to be a shell cast for the golden elixir.

In this turtle shell made like an iron barrel, the Yin God of the ancestor of the Ning family was placed on a spiritual root, growing quietly and gradually being nurtured.

Yin Shen is formed.

But what Qian Chen didn't understand was.

The Yin Spirit is huddled in this turtle shell, and it is natural to grow and grow. However, without being cured by the sun and the cold of the moon, wind and rain, how should his Yin Spirit transform into yang?

External energy tempering and stimulating the changes of Yin God is almost the most widely used step for Yin God to achieve Yang God.

The Yin God is like a ghost, and the sun has not been seen for a long time. How can you enlighten the pure yang and take the step to become an immortal?

Ning Qingchen couldn't answer either.

Since she had memories, the ancestor had been in the fort and had become a senior Yin Shen Chong.

"You won't give him a knife like this old turtle?"

Qian Chen smiled and bewitched: "It's so stable that he can't be killed with just one knife."

"And your Taiyin Divine Sword slashes with love, aiming directly at the soul. Most of the turtle shells he has worked hard to build are useless. If you give him a hard knife to the Yin God who is hiding inside, it will definitely hurt your bones."

"And the Yin Spirit, which has not been refined by the sun and the moon, is weak and delicate."

"You can remember it for a lifetime by being slashed by your Taiyin Qi!"

"And the sword that cuts love is aimed at the soul, the qi of Taiyin, and the yin matter, which arises from the heart, and is hard to stop external things! You are his natural nemesis!"

Qian Chen looked around, and the ancestor of Ning didn't know that a bad boy brought by his descendants was desperately bewitching Xiao Cotton Jacket to give a set of Zu Ci Sun Xiao's meal.

He even knew that he could see through his plans at a glance.

"Your ancestor is preparing to repair corpses and relieve immortals!"

Qian Chen whispered in Ning Qingchen's ear: "His idea is interesting. He uses the city as his body, and then Taiyin refines the body, and then the corpse is dissolved."

"The city he built is the coffin that wraps his body and protects his transformation!"

"The body dissipated into qi, and it traveled through the houses in the city, and the external alchemy refinement he worked hard to create gradually reunited."

"Did you see the ancestral hall in the middle of the fort?"

"At that time, the Ning family monks will hold a high ceremony every year, and they will always keep incense, gathering their spirits for their Yin God and forging their bodies."

"But he is unwilling to concentrate on practicing the divine way!"

"The spiritual root that entrusted the soul is an evergreen tree, with the ability to wither and flourish and immortal."

"After your ancestor's corpse is untied, it will leave and die, and then a spirit seed will grow and sprout on the old body. When the sacrifice to the incense and fire body is achieved, that spiritual root should also grow."

"The new soul returns and absorbs the body of the incense god to spend the most fragile period, and will pass through the tribulation and become an immortal in this fort!"

Ning Qingchen raised his index finger and snorted.

"Senior brother, my ancestor is timid, don't scare him!"

"He didn't even dare to tell his own son to make such a plan, and after the corpse was untied, it was his most vulnerable time."

"The spiritual roots sprout and rely on the true spirit. Even if there are all kinds of back-ups, as long as you practice Qi and find a flaw, you can kill it."

"You can see it at a glance! I'm afraid that the inner demons will be too serious to overcome this disaster!"

Qian Chen nodded, but still bewitched: "Junior sister, if you want to have a little affection for the Ning family, it's better to cut him off!"

"This person thinks very well, but since his birth, Yin Shen has been in this body and has never experienced wind and rain. The Taiyin refinement level is like a group of ants eating their bodies, or like a fire refining in ice caves. It is harder than the eighteenth level hell."

"This disaster will inevitably be sad if you lack such a lack of training."

"And he has less tempering in the first level of his mind. If he is targeted by the Jiuyou Demon..."

Qian Chen shook his head, obviously not optimistic.

"I'm not afraid of his death alone, but I'm afraid that his reunited soul will mingle into the Nine Nether Heavenly Demons, refine this city into a demon city, and swallow all your Ning clan in the city."

"But he also has a benefit, he is tough in his mind, very patient, neither arrogant nor impatient."

"I'm afraid that the corpse will not be able to trouble him."

"So if you want to give him a knife for his own good..."

"The light of the Ice Soul Sword comes from the intention of extinction of Taiyin. With this knife intention, he will temper his soul, so that he is more likely to pass the level of Taiyin Transformation. The Taiyin Slashing Love points directly to the heart and also specifically cuts down his spiritual weakness. After your sword, the ordinary Nine Nether Demons will not be able to make things difficult for him!"

Ning Qingchen agreed and nodded.

Above the corpse removal, there are probably few in the entire earth immortal world who can compare with Qian Chen.

After this person's corpse was dismantled, he brewed an unprecedented overall situation in the history of the corpse dismantling immortal.

One-step Taoist lord!

Speaking of which, even the group of ancient ancestors who had corpses had no such terrifying ideas.

In contrast, the plan of the ancestor of the Ning family is like a child playing house.

"Senior brother, why do I think you mainly want to lie to me to give the ancestor a knife?"

Ning Qingchen tilted his head.

Qian Chen was not guilty and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not holding it in a bad way, just say it's useless!"

"What else can be supplemented by internal cultivation of Buddhism? The mirror light guides the sun and moon light to shine on the body and the glass method, incense casts the divine way, the Deep and Flood Sutra... How can the Taiyin Divine Sword cut a sharp knife?"

As he said that, Qian Chen called Ning Yuan, who was leading the way, and said, "Can there be Xuanwu Gate here?"

Ning Yuan was also confused when he heard this sentence without any end: "This... Xuanwu lives in the north, senior, are you talking about the North Gate? The fort does have two gates, north and south, but the North Gate was not open at this time!"

"This person is very narrow, don't pay attention to him!"

Junior Sister Ning pulled away her nephew.

The main hall of the banquet was already in front of me, and the candles had been lit at this time, and there was a bright light.

The ancestor of Ning clan was nicknamed Lao Turtle, but at this time he looked handsome, with a long beard, high above the top, and a confucian style.

Another person sat with him, majestic and reserved, and was also a high-level cultivator of the Yin God level.

Qian Chen felt that his junior sister suddenly pulled her sleeves. When he turned around, he saw a middle-aged man with a calm temperament, standing on the steps, blocking the two of them.

This person's facial features are a bit similar to Junior Sister Ning, but he does not have the clear and spiritual feeling, but he becomes more and more scheming.

He looked strange and stared at the two of them, his face turned a little dark.
Chapter completed!