Qimei City, Situ Mansion.
"Third brother, what are you talking about? The lord will send your Mei Guard to Ning Fan to command!" In Situ's mansion, a thin man named Situ frowned. He has black hair and demonic eyes, but he wears black Buddhist robes and holds black rosary beads.
"He wants black grass? And he wants you to come and ask for it from me? Huh, what a big deal, let him get it by himself!"
"Second brother, this..." Yuchi looked embarrassed.
But the lean man flicked his sleeves and drove Yuchi out.
Qimei City, Nangong Mansion.
"Sir, this is the news that the villain is asking for..." In the Nangong Palace, a woman in tight clothes knelt down.
"Hiss... This Ning Fan, I can't see through the mystery of obtaining poison-curing medicinal materials for my lord... The seven kinds of yin poisons and the seven yang tonics are completely opposite in their medicinal effects... Such an elixir can really cure the lord. Are you making poison... Lou Lan, you did a good job, go down..."
The man named Nangong is a middle-aged man with a soft voice. Looking at Ning Fan's portrait in his hand, he licked his lips.
"Could this person be sent by the sword world to harm the master..."
Qimei City, Shenxu Pavilion.
"Have you checked? Who is the person who came to buy the 'Millennium Peach Branch' today..." In the Shenxu Pavilion, a witch looked like she was twenty years old, with a black veil on her face, a black tube top, and a black skirt. Short, revealing fair hair.
"As the master expected, the person who bought the 'Thousand-Year Peach Branch' was not the three gods of Han Yuanji. With the alchemy levels of Nangong and Han Yuanji, medicinal materials that are thousands of years old cannot be used... The person who bought this medicinal material was actually a young man at the first level of Pulexi. , it is Han Yuanji’s new apprentice.”
"Oh? Level 1 Pulse Pulse?"
She held Ning Fan's portrait and became slightly interested.
"What else did he buy?"
"Reporting to the master, he also bought a century-old ice thunder stone and fire rain flower."
"Thousand-year-old elixir is used to refine the 'four-turn elixir'. The poison that Han Yuanji was poisoned needed this... Ice Thunder Stone and Fire Rain Flower. These two substances are incompatible with each other and cannot be used as medicine. But according to legend In ancient times, there was a way to turn insoluble medicine into elixirs... These two medicines were used by Han Yuanji's Mei Wei... It's not simple... This person's medical talent is surpassed by no more than ten people in the Rain World... This person is very interesting..."
This charming witch didn't seem to have any cultivation skills, but just by hearing the names of one or two of the medicines, she could guess Ning Fan's motive for buying the medicine. His profound knowledge is not weaker than that of Ning Fan who has the memory of the Immortal Emperor!
Outside Qimei Snow City, a young man in black robe slapped the demon bag and released a group of rats, gnashing their teeth.
"Hmph! The 'cauld furnace' that I raised in the ** Sect was actually taken away... That's all. Don't offend Old Demon Han and steal the cauldron back secretly... As long as the little girl is not undressed, No one can see her physique..."
Ning Fan didn't know all this.
As soon as he returned to Sifan Palace, he took a large number of elixirs to the medicine refining pavilion in the palace.
Lao Mo is known as the Master of Korean Medicine, and he is also a famous third-level alchemist in the Yue Kingdom. The medicine cauldron used for elixir refining in Sifan Palace is of very good quality. In the medicine refining pavilion, there is even a vein of ice flame earth fire used for elixir refining.
Now that Yuchi has not yet delivered the medicinal materials he bought, neither Lao Mo nor Mei Wei can refine the antidote, so Ning Fan decided to refine some pulse-opening elixirs for the little paper crane first.
After all, the higher Zhihe's cultivation level, the better the effect of dual cultivation. In Ning Fan's heart, he gradually accepted the dual cultivation method of "Yin Yang Transformation" and was eager to try the effect.
'Bi Mai Dan' is a second-turn elixir that many spirit-melting alchemists can refine. And with the memory of the Immortal Emperor's alchemy, the second-level elixir was not a problem for Ning Fan.
Refining elixirs with earth fire consumes almost no mana from the alchemist, but Ning Fan has just opened up a level of mana and is still worried that he will not be able to bear it.
""Huang Ting Alchemy Record"... Nine turns of the river chariot will make you become an immortal, you don't have to meditate and meditate, a Huang Ting Ming World, half a pot of plain wine to hide in the mountains and rivers... The ancient emperor's alchemy technique lies in the 'nine turns of the river chariot'..."
Closing his eyes and recalling the ancient memories of alchemy, Ning Fan moved the black flames with his fingertips and savored the exquisite alchemy technique of 'Nine Turns of the River Car'.
"In ancient times, there were two great alchemists in heaven and earth, one was Taishang Laojun, and the other was Huangdi. There were two great alchemy masters... one was the 'Three Pure Alchemists', and the other was the 'River Car Nine Turns'..."
He murmured to himself, and kept moving his fingertips, using black flames to circle in front of him. If you tick a circle, you can make a pill...
He closed his eyes and thought hard. After a long time, he drew a circle, and the flames disappeared without a trace.
He tasted it repeatedly, and after one stick of incense, he was able to connect two circles, and the flame shadow was faintly condensed but not dispersed.
Half an hour later, he drew three circles in a row, and a moment later, a round shadow was drawn in front of him.
The next moment, he was suddenly out of breath, hurriedly opened his eyes, and was silent.
The fifth circle cannot be drawn, perhaps because Ning Fan's level is too low... But if he can draw the four circles, he is enough to refine the four-turn elixir. With the alchemy skills alone, there is probably no one in the Yue Kingdom who can match him.
"Open the furnace and make the elixir!"
He slapped the lid of the cauldron, threw in the medicinal materials, used his meager magic power to stir up the ice fire, and began to refine the elixir.
An hour later, seven of the ten sets of medicinal materials were refined and destroyed, and only three furnaces of ten pills each were produced.
His face was pale, the mana he had just recovered was exhausted again, and his mind was even more exhausted.
The seven sets of medicinal materials were destroyed, not because Ning Fan was not good at it, but because he did not have enough magical power. When the elixir was made, he could not suppress the firepower, so he often failed.
The second-level elixir has failed so much. Mei Wei's third-level antidote and Lao Mo's fourth-level antidote may not be refined at all, unless he first improves his magic power...
Ning Fan packed thirty pulse-opening pills in a jade bottle and hurried back to the bedroom.
Outside the room, he suddenly stopped because the sound of water could be faintly heard inside the room.
The little girl was taking a bath, humming a ballad, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Should I go in or not... If the paper crane was bigger, I would like to wash it with her..." Ning Fan held the medicine bottle, turned around, touched his nose with his hand, but shook his head and smiled.
He didn't care about ethics and morality, he just didn't want to leave a shadow on the little girl.
He looked at the rising moonlight, and for a moment, he missed his hometown. Wu State, Haining Ningjia, is thousands of miles away from here. My younger brother Ning Gu is trapped in the Tianli Demon Sect. How can I kick the Demon Sect and rescue my brother?
"The moon is in the middle and the moon is in the lower part. The people of Wu and Yue are far away, and the mountains and rivers are blocked. Heaven is my wife, and the earth is my concubine. Where is my hometown? Who can share the perfection with me? In the four heavens and nine realms, I am alone in my drunkenness."
He is a young man, but he has the sadness of an immortal emperor seeing through the world of mortals. Under the moon, he looked as if he were a fairy. The words he recited were just picked at his fingertips, but they caused a cold snort from a woman outside the wall.
"Huh, 'Heaven is my wife and the earth is my concubine', Han Yuanji's disciple, what a loud tone..."
This female voice was not delicate, but had a valiant and heroic air. Her voice was like a sword, which made Ning Fan's eardrums slightly ache.
Then, there was the sound of the woman's footsteps walking away.
Ning Fan frowned. Sifan Palace is a forbidden palace for old demons, and ordinary people cannot enter at all. The old devil never gets involved with women, so what kind of woman actually enters Sifan Palace and calls the old devil by his name?
He wanted to chase after the courtyard to find out what was going on, but before he had taken a few steps, a scream from the paper crane suddenly came from the bedroom.
"ah!"
His expression changed drastically, he ignored the strange woman before and hurriedly opened the door and entered the bedroom.
In the room, there is a wooden basin with plum blossoms floating in the water. The paper crane was bathing before, but now he jumped out of the tub and stood naked on the bed, looking at the ground in horror.
"Old...rat...Brother Fan, save me!"
Her lolita-like face was so pitiful that it made Ning Fan dumbfounded. After all, Zhihe also stayed in the ** Sect for three years. Although he had no cultivation at all, he had finally seen gods and was actually afraid of mere mice.
But when he thought about it, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Sifan Palace is built in Qimei Ice City, a place where demons are cultivated. How can ordinary mice survive?
He stared at the underground rat with a cold look.
This rat has white skin and purple eyes. It is not an extraordinary rat, but a 'tracking rat'. In the memory of Emperor Luan Gu, many people with low cultivation levels liked to use this kind of rat to track people.
The paper crane has no cultivation and no one will follow it, so the person who released the rat must be trying to keep track of himself.
The old devil would not be so boring. With a sweep of his mind, the entire Qimei City could sense it clearly.
Those who know how to use this rat are mostly Pulse-opening monks with low cultivation and who have not developed spiritual thoughts.
"There is a Pulse Pulse Cultivator who wants to deal with me? Are you looking for death..." Ning Fan sneered, pointed out, and a ray of black flame shot into the rat's body, burning it to death.
When he walked to the bed, the paper crane cried "Wow" and jumped into his arms.
"Brother Fan, I'm so scared... That year, that year, my brother's body was eaten away by a large group of these rats... with purple eyes..."
She was trembling in Ning Fan's arms. She wasn't afraid of rats, she was just afraid of that memory.
Ning Fan frowned, as if he heard some doubts in Zhihe's words. Tracking rats do not eat human flesh, and they do not live in groups... How could Zhihe's brother be eaten to death by a group of tracking rats... A group of tracking rats appeared at the same time, most likely raised by monks... Tracking rats are expensive, and most soul-melting monks , can't afford to raise a group of them... Why would there be a monk commanding a group of tracking rats to bite the corpse of Brother Zhihe to death...
Or maybe the one who released the tracking rat was not to deal with himself at all, but to deal with the paper crane? However, it seems unlikely that the paper crane is a mortal.
Ning Fan couldn't understand that the Immortal Emperor's memory was not omnipotent. If his cultivation reaches the spirit-melting stage, he can predict who will deal with him. But currently, it seems that it can't be done.
"Ah...Brother Fan, when did you come in...You, let me go, you hold me like this, I become so strange..."
Just a casual hug, Zhihe's little face turned abnormally red.
There was actually a charm in her eyes that didn't belong to the spirit-melting succubus!
Ning Fan instantly understood something and was shocked.
"Zhihe is actually a 'naturally charming'! Someone took a fancy to the paper crane and wanted to take it into a cauldron!"
She is naturally charming and makes great progress in her dual cultivation skills. She is the concubine that many masters dream of. If a naturally charming woman keeps her body like a jade, it will be difficult to see that she is pregnant with a charming character. However, once she loses her virginity, the charming character will gradually appear... One day she is unhappy, and the next day she is confused. After ten days of displeasure, I feel as helpless as cotton. If you are unhappy for a hundred days, you will definitely die.
Is this the reason why Zhihe was captured and sent to the ** Sect?
He was startled, his arms unconsciously tightened, and he hugged the paper crane tighter. Zhihe panted harder, his eyes were blurred, and he had lost consciousness. He could only wrap his arms around Ning Fan's neck, licking Ning Fan's ears with his little tongue, panting, and exhaling like blue.
"Brother Fan...I feel so uncomfortable..." Zhihe said confusedly.
"Then, let's practice dual cultivation..." Pushing the paper crane down, Ning Fan took off his clothes and pressed on it. I originally wanted to wait for the paper crane to grow up, but...but it seems that I can't wait any longer.
Except for the night when Zhihe saved someone with her body, she had never experienced the beauty of love between men and women. Her charming physique appeared, her yin energy condensed in her lower abdomen, and she was filled with emotions. If you are just happy, the yang energy will attack the yin, and the two qi will conflict, which will kill the paper crane.
She must first let go of her yin energy, and then do other things like fish and water, in order to regain her confused heart.
The paper crane was pushed down to the couch, his whole body was soft, his fragrant tongue licked his lips, and his breath was like orchid.
Ning Fan's breathing gradually became heavier, and he silently recited the inner secret of "Yin Yang Transformation" before suppressing the desires in his heart.
The most taboo thing about dual cultivation of Qigong is that the practitioner has sex, in which case the Qigong will be ineffective.
In "Yin Yang Transformation", there are not only charming and illusion techniques that can seduce women all over the world, but also calming techniques that can make you embrace beauty in your arms and stay calm.
Breathing gradually calmed down, Ning Fan stroked Zhi He's face, and Zhi He seemed to feel something, turned his face, held Ning Fan's fingers longingly, and licked them.
"Brother Fan... don't abandon the paper crane..."
The greasy uvula is moist and soft.
Withdrawing his fingers, Ning Fan's mind wandered and he wished he could hold the paper crane in his arms immediately, he was already moved.
Although he has begun to practice Yin and Yang transformation, it was not until today that he truly fell in love with a woman for the first time.
Not for lust, just for the warmth of companionship...
"We have to dispel the yin energy of the paper crane first..."
Ning Fan suppressed his desire, activated his charm, and slowly moved his palm downstream along the flat belly of the paper crane...
(Uh huh huh, please recommend... "The Book of Songs" is joyful but not obscene, sad but not sad. Mo Mo hopes that "Combined" will be erotic but not evil... The purpose of this book is to write about a demonic cultivator, without hypocrisy or righteousness, or between good and evil. He can eat what he wants and drink what he wants. He is just a human being of flesh and blood... He does not keep close to Yuanyang and is dissatisfied with the world. I hope this book can bring relaxation and joy to book lovers. On this basis on, and bring some touching and thinking to book friends, then Ink will think that "Fusion" has been written.)
