As a result, this brother directly passed on a cultivation technique that could be cultivated up to the sixteenth level! This completely overturned his understanding of martial arts! It was impossible.
Xu Ning said modestly, "Don't be too surprised. I have a little talent in martial arts, and I created all of these myself over many years."
Jiang Jing was stunned. "A little talent? You created them yourself?"
Is this sothing a human can say? Even if he didn't understand martial arts deeply, Jiang Jing knew how big the difference was between a ninth-level technique and a sixteenth-level technique. It was an unimaginable gap.
Xu Ning put his hands behind his back, his voice without any fluctuation. "Giving you these is not a lucky encounter, but a reminder to you not to forget your original intention. Otherwise, there will be consequences."
Jiang Jing was shocked and quickly cupped his hands. "Brother, I will never let Xiao Fei down, nor will I let down our parents. I swear it."
Xu Ning didn't speak, but just nodded lightly, accepting his word.
Jiang Jing, as if struck by a sudden thought, cautiously asked, "Brother, if this martial arts technique is cultivated to its peak, can it rival that of an immortal cultivator? Could it match their power?"
Xu Ning nodded directly. "Yes, at the sixteenth level, you're invincible in the Qi Refining stage. No Qi Refining cultivator could defeat you."
Xu Ning wasn't lying to Jiang Jing. After the twelfth level of martial arts, it already fell under the category of immortal body-refining techniques, and extrely powerful ones at that. It was a different path.
Reaching the sixteenth level signified the mastery of a legendary body-refining technique, resulting in an incredibly powerful physical body capable of overcoming all techniques with sheer force. It was a pinnacle.
Of course, Xu Ning had never used this thod in combat. He would never allow himself to risk his body. He always fought fully armored, protecting himself.
Of course, Xu Ning was referring to everyone except himself and his disciples, since everyone else had cultivated it. He was unique.
Jiang Jing, upon hearing this, beca excited, his hands trembling uncontrollably. The possibilities raced through his mind.
Xu Ning imdiately bluntly stated, "Don't even think about it! There are only a few Grandmasters in the entire Da Xuan. And a Grandmaster isn't even considered an entry-level martial artist in this scale. The ninth level is just the beginning."
Jiang Jing imdiately realized, "That's right! Becoming a Grandmaster is incredibly difficult!" That was only the ninth level of cultivation. Each subsequent level was more difficult than the last. What made him think he could reach the sixteenth level? It was a pipe dream.
Xu Ning raised his hand, a letter between his fingers. "Jiang Jing, I'm leaving. I can't stay in the mortal realm any longer. Give this letter to Father, Mother, and Little Sister after I'm gone. Tell them I love them."
Jiang Jing was startled. "Brother, you're leaving already? So soon?"
Xu Ning nodded, placed the letter in Jiang Jing's hand, and then leaped out the window, disappearing into the night in a few flashes, gone.
Jiang Jing stared at the window, unable to process what had happened. Was it really that sudden? Shouldn't he have given a hug and a goodbye kiss?
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Initially, when Jiang Jing arrived at the Wang family, he heard that a cultivator had gone to cultivate immortality. He was curious.
Jiang Jing didn't take it seriously at first. He knew that being a cultivator sounded prestigious, and the person in question was probably living a miserable life in the cultivation world. It wasn't glamorous.
Then, the person suddenly returned.
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Jiang Jing still didn't think much of the other person. After all, the other person had only been gone for six years, which was far too short a ti compared to the hundreds or thousands of years in the cultivation world. At most, the other person's cultivation level was only a few levels of Qi Refining. Nothing impressive.
At that ti, Jiang Jing thought that the other person would definitely be the opportunity for him to enter the cultivation world. If he seized it, he could soar to the heavens. He saw a chance.
However, when he ca to find the other person, he was imdiately overwheld by the other person's aura.
That was not the aura that a cultivator at the few levels of Qi Refining should have. It was too terrifying, oppressive, and ancient.
He was so scared that he wet himself! Later, when Jiang Jing recalled it, he was filled with lingering fear. At that ti, the other person only needed to think once, and he would have been killed without a burial place. He had been that close to death.
Fortunately, he had seduced the other person's sister, so the other person spared his life. That connection saved him.
Many novels he had read in his previous life told him that such a terrifying person had too many secrets. They were very cold-blooded and decisive in killing. Killing him would not have any burden. He was lucky to be alive.
So that night, he really brushed shoulders with death. It was a close call.
Later, the other person ignored him and enjoyed the warmth of ho like a child. The other person seed to like this warmth, this family. It was unexpected.
It wasn't until the other party summoned him and imparted martial arts techniques that shattered his understanding that Jiang Jing finally realized that the other party wasn't just an ordinary beginner in cultivation, but a terrifying old monster with centuries of experience!
What did it an to cultivate martial arts techniques to the sixteenth level? It was beyond imagination.
A ninth-level Grandmaster was already invincible in the entire Da Xuan. Even if the other party hadn't reached the sixteenth level sixteen years ago, they must have reached at least the fifteenth level, right? The power was inconceivable.
The fifteenth level—even legends in Da Xuan hadn't existed! He had actually underestimated this monster before. He was truly courting death.
At this mont, the large black dog in the courtyard walked in and spoke, "Is he gone? The master has left?"
Jiang Jing was startled. "You, you can talk? You're a spirit beast?"
He had been at the Wang family for several years and had never noticed anything unusual about this large black dog. Only today did he discover that it could talk. Could it be that this dog had beco a spirit? It was sentient.
Wait, he thought. The black dog recognized the other party. The black dog was very likely a backup plan left behind by the other party to protect the family!
No wonder a family that bullied Xiao Fei before all died tragically, and the murderer still hadn't been found. The black dog had taken care of them.
Thinking of this, Jiang Jing felt a chill run down his spine. Just what kind of being was that "brother"? He could even command animals and spirits. His power was vast.
Hei Luo nodded. "I've been annoyed with you for a long ti. You're lucky the master likes you."
Jiang Jing smiled ingratiatingly. "Um, Brother Gou, I promise, I have no ulterior motives towards the Wang family. I love Xiao Fei."
Hei Luo nodded. "You better keep your word. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died. The master doesn't forget."
Jiang Jing quickly said, "Brother Gou, no way. Um, who exactly is Xiao Fei's brother? What is he?"
Hei Luo said, "Is that sothing you can know? Stay in your lane."
As he said this, Hei Luo added in his mind: "He's our god. Our creator."
Jiang Jing backed down. "Alright, alright, I'm not curious anymore. Forget I asked."
Black Dog nodded and turned to go into the yard, leaving Jiang Jing alone.
Jiang Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his brow.
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anwhile, Xu Ning, riding his black ox Tie Dan, was walking along the road when he suddenly sneezed.
"Damn it, who's cursing !"
With that, Xu Ning casually picked three leaves and threw them away, curious.
Then, the image of Jiang Jing calling him "Dog Brother" flashed through his mind.
Damn it, he was calling brother just a mont ago! Now I'm Dog Brother? Xu Ning shook his head.
But Xu Ning didn't dwell on it and continued on his way, leaving the matter behind.
Half a month later, Xu Ning arrived at a small town called Redstone Town.
This was Lan Chenliang's hotown. He had co to fulfill his promise.
After so inquiries, Xu Ning found Lan Chenliang's forr ho. To Xu Ning's surprise, Lan Chenliang, despite being a Holy Son, didn't have a good life in his mortal ho. It was modest.
His becoming a cultivator hadn't provided any real help to his mortal family. They lived simply.
Xu Ning's arrival brought sorrow to this family as he delivered the news of Lan Chenliang's death. They wept.
Finally, Xu Ning left so silver and a martial arts manual for their protection before taking his leave. It was all he could do.
He didn't offer anything more, because giving too much might not be a good thing and could even bring trouble to this ordinary family. They were safer with less.
They continued their journey, arriving at a remote mountain forest half a month later. There, they set up an array as usual, hidden from the world.
They took out the thatched hut, gathered materials, and began this major upgrade and tribulation. It was ti.
The items for this tribulation included upgraded legendary-level writing implents, a stool, a table, a kitchen knife, and three sets of clothing. A total of ten items.
Ten lightning tribulations were conducted over several days, each one intense. The tribulation was completed a few days later, and all items were upgraded.
Sitting in the thatched hut, Xu Ning inventoried his spirit-level legendary items, satisfied with his progress.
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