Chapter 202: Where Did the True Scripture Go?

Ning Jiufan took the initiative and said, "Fellow Daoists, why don't we go to my place for a cup of tea first?"

"Sure, sure," Zheng Danlian nodded.

Ning Jiufan looked at Zhu Xuanji: "Divine Hunter, the previous alliance was arranged too hastily. Why don't we discuss it over tea?"

Zhu Xuanji smiled faintly: "Then Zhu must impose on you."

...

Ning Zhuo sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, surrounded by layers of floating clouds.

The Magic Artifact, Dragon Tornado Windmill, closely adhered to his chest, slowly rotating.

Under the effect of the Magic Artifact, a tornado formed in Ning Zhuo's Middle Dantian Qi Sea.

The tornado swept around the surrounding Mana, absorbing it and continually grinding and refining it in the wind.

Numerous impurities were eradicated, the coarse parts were cleared away, leaving behind a purer portion.

Ning Zhuo was currently at the peak of the eighth level of the Qi Refinement Realm, with a vast Qi Sea and excessive Mana.