Control The World Chapter 4

"Feng, you're back so soon?" Daoist Xuanku asked when he saw Ning Wufeng rushing in.

"Geezer, I have something to do. Help me keep an eye on the courtyard so that no one can disturb me." Ning Wufeng anxiously said.

He closed the door with a bang, leaving Daoist Abyssal to be completely befuddled.

How could it be this thing?

Ning Wufeng carefully took out the sheepskin scroll from his chest. With a bang, the jade slip inside fell to the ground. But he didn't have the time to care.

This... This sheepskin scroll was the one that allowed him to teleport to the Divine Continent. Ning Wufeng could recognize it even if it turned to dust.

That drunken old man from the Martial Pavilion must have thrust it into my chest. Why did he give it to me? Is it because of my father? Ning Wufeng's thoughts raced.

To the Ning Family, Ning Linchuan was an absolutely mysterious existence. Even Ning Wufeng didn't know what his father did, because in his memory, there was only a vague image.

Did Dad leave this for me?

That should be it.

This sheepskin scroll brought me to this world, and then was obtained by my father. It was given to me by the drunken old man in the Martial Pavilion.

Ning Wufeng muttered as he held the sheepskin scroll. Suddenly, his hand lightened, and the sheepskin scroll turned into a golden beam of light, shooting towards his brain. Ning Wufeng wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Ning Wufeng's eyes widened. Could it be possession?

Heavens, you've sent me here with so much difficulty, could it be that you're here to steal this book? I still have such a good youth.

Ning Wufeng lamented in his heart.

Suddenly, he felt a wave of extreme swelling in his mind, as if his head was about to burst.

"No, I won't give in so easily!" Ning Wufeng gritted his teeth, his eyes turning blood-red. He circulated all the spiritual power he had left in his body, operating at full speed to preserve a trace of clarity in his mind.

With a boom, a ball of white light exploded in Ning's mind.

Suddenly, he felt his senses brighten up. Closing his eyes, he could see that the old man outside was sitting cross-legged at the door. Even further away, the Ning Family's servants were busy in the Inner Mansion …

As for that drunk old man from the Martial Pavilion, Ning Wufeng couldn't help but 'take a look'.

As if he felt Ning Wufeng's gaze, he suddenly looked towards the sky. Ning Wufeng was startled, and he immediately withdrew his spiritual sense, not daring to look at him again.

However, there was a layer of restrictions on the third floor that blocked his view. He could vaguely see that on the empty third floor, there was only a stone platform with a purple-white jade slip on it.

"Is that the Earth Grade Spiritual Art?" Ning Wufeng felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

However, the third floor was protected by a restrictive barrier. If the old man were to be disturbed, he would not be able to make it in time.

He kept having a feeling that the old man had some sort of mysterious feeling, so it was best not to alarm him.

What Ning Wufeng didn't know was that when Old Man Drunken Wine felt Ning Wufeng's' gaze ', he also mumbled, "Is it divine sense?" Could it be that a Spirit Stage cultivator is coming? "

Divine Sense. Only Spirit Stage powerhouses would have it. If one's Spiritual Awareness was indestructible, they could investigate over a hundred miles.

Suddenly, the golden light in his mind dimmed, and in the end, the distance his spiritual sense could only investigate his little courtyard was shortened.

"Could this be divine intents?" He was wild with joy. He knew that only extremely powerful existences could possess divine intents, but he never thought that he would have possessed the sheepskin scroll in advance.

It seemed like his father had really left him some treasures.

Ning Wufeng knew that he had a treasure, so he didn't dare make a ruckus. This could be considered one of his secrets.

He closed his eyes and started to think. Suddenly, he realized that his Sea of Consciousness had been opened. A golden scroll quietly fell down, absorbing his spirit energy and nourishing his Sea of Consciousness.

"What is this?" Ning Wufeng felt enlightened as he carefully touched the golden scroll with his divine sense.

There was a loud bang, and thunder roared in his mind. A golden light pierced through Ning Wufeng's divine sense, opening a whole new world.

"The Mountain and Sea Scripture."

Each word was like being cut by an axe. With a single glance, it was carved into the deepest part of his heart. The golden light shone brightly like a golden G.o.d, giving off an imposing aura.

It turned out that spiritual sense was just a small advantage, and this golden scroll was the main existence.

"What a vast world." Ning Wufeng said in surprise. He did not expect the Mountain Sea Scripture page to contain such a vast world.

"Nine Slaves greets the master!" A deep voice suddenly sounded, and a cloud of murky fog floated in front of him, turning into a giant covered in black robes and respectfully kowtowing in front of Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng looked at the turbid air and asked in puzzlement, "Who are you?"

"I... "Who am I?" The black-robed giant seemed to be deep in thought, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come to a conclusion. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's been too long. I can't remember."

"But I know you are the master." He quietly looked at Ning Wufeng, his eyes void of any emotions.

"Master?" Ning Wufeng asked in puzzlement, "How do I address you?"

"Nine."

"Tell me about the Mountain and Sea Scripture." Ning Wufeng said. This mysterious book of truths definitely had an unfathomable ability, since it brought him all the way to this world.

"The Mountain Sea Primordial Scripture is a part of the transcendent divine object, the Pangu's Banner, because its master is a Divine Vein person that is hard to be found in nine lifetimes. Thus, he brought you to the Divine Continent." Nine said in a deep voice.

A transcendent divine object, the Pangu Banner?

Someone with Divine Veins?

As for the former, Ning Wufeng had heard of it in the legends and myths of his past life. As for the latter, he had heard of it in the Ning Family's records.

And the Nine Divine Veins only existed in legends.

He didn't expect that he would be someone blessed by the heavens and possess the main character aura in novels. He immediately asked, "Then what can the Mountain Sea Scripture do for me?"

"The Mountain Sea Scripture's world is all-encompa.s.sing. Back then, it was divided into nine parts, and Master obtained an array pavilion as well as a part of Linlang Pavilion."

"There are tens of thousands of different array formations of the boundless universe in this array formation pavilion. There is also a mystical martial arts practice array that can help the master cultivate his cultivation method quickly." "There will be time arrays, one day in the array, three years outside the array, and so on."

"Due to the fact that there are only a portion of the treasures in Linlang Pavilion, all of the treasures in Linlang Pavilion have to be exchanged for equivalent items by Master." The nine slaves said so.

Ning Wufeng was overjoyed, it seemed like he really picked up a treasure. He grinned and asked, "Do you have any spiritual incantations for cultivation?"

What he lacked the most now were the spirit arts he cultivated.

"Spiritual Art?" Giant's gray robes fluttered as he said, "The Martial Pavilion is not here, so there are no spiritual arts here." However, when the nine slaves separated back then, they stole a small sacred art from the sixth brother, perhaps it would be useful to the lord. "

A golden light entered Ning Wufeng's mind.

"Taotie Spirit Transformation Technique."

Seize the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth and use it for yourself. Spirit stones, plants, demonic beasts, and even cultivators with cultivation could all turn into spirit energy for cultivators to use.

"What a domineering little divine ability." Ning Wufeng mumbled to himself, but this little divine ability could indeed help him quickly raise his strength.

He flipped his hand and took out a spirit stone. This was the hundred spirit stones he had obtained from the Ning family after breaking through to the Qi Drawing Realm.

Ning Wufeng secretly refined the Taotie Spirit Transformation Technique in his mind. Suddenly, a white light shot out from his hand, and with a 'kacha' sound, the spiritual stone in his hand cracked open, turning into a cloud of dust on the ground.

The spirit energy in the spirit vein had indeed become a bit denser.

What a fast training speed. Ning Wufeng was elated. He immediately picked up a few spirit stones and held them in his palm. He activated his Spirit Transformation skill, and in a breath's time, all the spirit energy in these spirit stones was absorbed into his body.

Ning Wufeng absorbed dozens of spirit stones one after another. The spiritual power within his body rumbled loudly, and with a loud boom, it became as thick as a thumb.

"Second level of the Qi Drawing Realm."

It must be known that it was impossible for an ordinary person to break through from the first level to the second level in less than ten days or half a month. Even a genius would need at least three to five days.

However, Ning Wufeng only took a quarter of an hour.

It was a pity that the spiritual energy of a low grade spirit stone was too little. Ning Wufeng shook his head, his courage gradually growing. Grabbing hold of dozens of spirit stones, he clenched his fists tightly.

The Taotie Spirit Art continued to absorb spiritual power into the spirit vein. As he nourished the spirit vein, Ning Wufeng could feel the power in his body growing stronger.

Even in his previous life, he had practiced Xing Yi Martial Arts for over fifty years. Now, it only took a moment to recover the feeling he had back then.

"What a miraculous divine ability."

If such a small sacred art was placed outside, it would definitely set off a b.l.o.o.d.y storm. Even the hidden families of the Divine Continent would come out to fight for it.

Ning Wufeng could feel that the spiritual power within his body was increasing. Soon, it was as thick as three fingers and his hearing had become sharp and discerning.

"It's the 3rd level of the Qi Drawing Realm." Ning Wufeng looked as if he wasn't satisfied yet, but he only had five spirit stones left from the one hundred spirit stones he had.

He frowned: "Looks like I have to find a way to find some Spirit Stones."