The pillow was warmed by a fragrant quilt, and I had no sleep all night. Near morning, Zhihe fell asleep tiredly, with a peaceful face.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, still had unfinished thoughts, but couldn't bear to wake up the paper crane.
Ning Fan caressed the little face of the paper crane and covered him with a quilt. Ning Fan put on his clothes, gently opened the door and went out, standing in the snowy courtyard.
After a night of happiness with Zhihe, Ning Fan used the magic of Hehuan to release the Yin Qi of Zhihe, relieving the danger of the charming bone. At the same time, two demonic veins opened up in his body overnight.
Just open one more meridian and you can advance to the second level of meridian opening!
The paper crane's "natural charm" seems to make "Yin Yang Change" outstanding in effect.
After a night of happiness, Zhihe also developed two meridians and became a first-level monk, which surprised Ning Fan.
Ordinary Acacia Kung Fu methods either use yin to replenish yang, or use yang to replenish yin. They all deprive people of their essence, harming others and benefiting themselves. However, "Yin Yang Transformation" can improve the cultivation of men and women at the same time. Well, it is simply a good thing that benefits mankind...
He looked at the jade bottle in his hand, which contained 30 Pulse Pulse Pills, and hesitated for a moment.
This elixir was originally made for Zhihe, but since Zhihe is 'naturally charming', the effect of taking the Pulse Pulse Pill is obviously not as good as dual cultivation.
The paper crane is not an ancient demon vein. If you take the elixir, it will take at least a month to open a vein. But if you practice dual cultivation, you can open up two meridians in one day...
This elixir seems to have been refined in vain...
Ning Fan sat cross-legged on the snow, casually took a pill, and quickly refined the potency.
Pulse Pulsing Pills, one pill can open one vein, are extremely precious. Generally speaking, one hundred Pulsing Pulsing Pills can create a peak Pulsing Pulsing monk.
The only flaw is that it takes a long time to refine this elixir. It often takes half a month or even several months to refine a pill.
But when Ning Fan put an elixir into his abdomen, its power was instantly released and quickly circulated along the yin and yang demonic veins. In just one stick of incense, the technique was completely refined.
At this moment, Ning Fan's aura spread out, causing snowflakes to fly.
He opened his eyes and felt the second-level cultivation of Pimai in his body, which was a bit unbelievable.
Even if it is an ancient demonic vein, it will take a long time to refine the pulse-opening pill. But his own Yin-Yang demonic veins actually completely absorbed the power of the elixir in just one stick of incense. Compared with other ancient demonic veins, the refining speed was countless times faster...
Is this the secret of Emperor Luan Gu’s control over the ancient times? ! Acacia, alchemy, invincible? ! It is said that the devil enters the country very quickly, but Emperor Luan Gu, the devil within the devil, enters the country like a monster!
He took another pulse-opening pill and refined it. In the wind and snow, no one noticed that Ning Fan's cultivation level was rising steadily.
Refined 5 Pulse Pulsating Pills and broke through the third level of Pulsing Pulsing Pills.
Refined 12 Pulse Pulse Pills and broke through the fourth level of Pulse Pulse.
Refined 21 Pulse Pulse Pills and broke through the fifth level of Pulse Pulse.
After taking 30 Pulse Pulse Pills, Ning Fan suddenly stood up, his whole body filled with energy like a rainbow.
33-meridian monk! The fifth level of cultivation of Pimai!
It was almost noon in the morning, and in just one morning, Ning Fan had cultivated to the fifth level of Pulmonary Veins! This is ten thousand times faster than the half-year deadline given to him by the old devil!
He took a deep breath, reached out his hand, and black flames shot out, burning his flowers.
At this moment, he is already very comfortable using the Black Demonic Flame.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Fan closed his eyes, calmed down, and felt calm.
He opened his eyes again and looked at the snowy sky, but was silent.
"I want to break through the spirit fusion, and then form a golden elixir... Hainingning family, Tianli Sect, I will keep all the grudges in my heart! Tianli Sect is far more powerful than Qimei City, even stronger than Ghost Bird Sect ...The Ning family in Haining is not simple either...but I have this great opportunity, so I can use it well. Why should I be afraid of Tianli and why should I be afraid of the Ning family!"
Having inherited the memory of the Immortal Emperor, Ning Fan knew that Ning Gu was different from him. He is an ordinary cauldron, but Ning Gu is a Xuansha cauldron.
In Xuansha Cauldron, Ning Gu needs to be cultivated to the spirit-melting stage, and then they can mate and seize the sun.
And the female demon who can afford the use of the Xuansha Cauldron is at least a golden elixir monk...
Ning Fan needs strength. He has sworn to rescue Ning Gu, and he will not break his oath.
Fortunately, the cultivation of the Xuansha Cauldron is extremely complicated, and Ning Fan has at least ten years to prepare. Within ten years, Ning Guhui will be safe and sound, which is the best news.
He was just talking to himself, but a cold female voice came from outside the wall.
"Tianli Sect, the water is very deep, it's best not to provoke me... If you go to Rong Ling, you will just die... If you go to Jindan, it is also very dangerous..."
Immediately, there was the sound of the woman's footsteps walking away again.
who is it? !
Ning Fan left the snowy courtyard and saw the back of a woman walking away.
This woman is dressed in white, with slender shoulders, high dark clouds, and a round waist. She stood in the miserable wind and snow, leaving only Ning Fan's back.
As if sensing Ning Fan chasing after him, she stopped her steps and suddenly looked back.
Her black hair is like a waterfall, a plum blossom is pinned to her ear and temples, her beautiful eyes are like orchids in an empty valley, her brows are graceful, and her appearance is cold.
But her look was sad and helpless, making people pity her.
This sadness only lasted for a moment, and the next moment, it turned into a sharp and sword-like gaze, making Ning Fan involuntarily take a few steps back with a slightly startled look on his face.
"You are not allowed to follow me!"
The woman walked to a plum tree, and her figure suddenly dispersed and disappeared.
ghost! ? monster? !
Ning Fan stopped and stared at the plum tree.
Under the plum tree, there is a short tomb with two characters on the stele, which are delicate and elegant without losing the sword bone.
Dugu…
Next to the tomb, there is a piece of bluestone, two feet high. There are three sword marks on the bluestone.
The three sword marks were completely different. Ning Fan stood beside the bluestone, silent and silent, with no intention of leaving for a long time.
Immediately from the tomb, an impatient female voice came out, "Why don't you leave...you are annoying me at the door of my house, you know!"
"Did you make this sword mark?" Ning Fan asked, facing the tomb.
"So what, you don't understand swords... You are Han Yuanji's disciple, and you are not a good person..."
The woman seems to be quite prejudiced against the old devil. Ning Fan shook his head, could it be that this woman was killed by the old devil?
Ning Fan didn't know that it was him who was prejudiced against this woman.
For two nights in a row, the woman heard Ning Fan and Zhi He moaning in love, making her unable to sleep peacefully all night long.
In her heart, Ning Fan is a scoundrel, nothing more. A scoundrel cannot understand swords.
Well, if he doesn't leave, maybe he sees my good looks and wants to strike up a conversation with me. I ignored him, and he felt bored and left.
After thinking this, the woman stopped talking no matter what. The tomb was silent for a while, only the wind and snow could be heard.
Ning Fan, however, was still standing in front of the bluestone, seeming to be meditating and hesitating.
After a long time, he suddenly reached out his hand and touched the first sword mark.
His move was beyond the woman's expectation, causing her to scold him.
"You are not allowed to touch the sword marks! No, no! You are shameless!"
These three sword marks are related to my oath, how can I let a man touch it so easily!
"Hmph! If you don't touch it, don't touch it. Isn't that just 'turning fire into a sword'!"
Ning Fan withdrew his palm, turned around and left with a cold look on his face. In my heart, I just feel that the woman in the grave is incomprehensible.
Although the person is beautiful, his temperament is too withdrawn, no wonder he is called Dugu. I just touched the sword marks and sensed the sword energy, but I was scolded as shameless?
After Ning Fan left, the woman from the grave suddenly appeared. She was as clean as seven plum blossoms and as faint as orchids. Her eyes were originally cold. Now she was looking at Ning Fan's back, her pretty face as cold as ice.
He secretly thought that he was lucky to have stopped him quickly, otherwise he would have been in trouble if Ning Fan had touched the sword energy.
But when she saw the first sword energy on the bluestone, she was almost so angry that she almost cried.
The sword energy, when Ning Fan touched it, dissipated without a trace and was taken away by Ning Fan.
"Damn it! But luckily I stopped him quickly. Otherwise, if he had wiped out the three sword energies, wouldn't I have to marry him..."
On the one hand, I am sad, on the other hand, I am happy. After forty years of loneliness, at this moment, I accidentally felt a little lost.
In forty years, the first person who understood the meaning of his sword was driven away by him...
That scoundrel didn't seem to be frivolous when he looked at me. Wasn't he a scoundrel?
"Will he come again?"
Ning Fan walked quickly towards the main hall of Sifan Palace and did not notice that there was a sword energy in his body, belonging to the girl's sword energy. The sword energy was gradually refined and mastered by Ning Fan.
Yuchi brought the medicinal materials, and he took the medicinal materials and went directly to the alchemy room to refine the elixir. Although Yuchi didn't get the magic grass, Ning Fan didn't care.
Outside the alchemy room, Yuchi waited anxiously. Because today, the elixir Ning Fan refined is called Sun Moon Dan, which is specially used by Mei Wei to treat meridians.
"Young Master is a third-level alchemist? It's impossible... My master is only a third-level alchemist... Sun and Moon Pill, what kind of elixir is this... But judging from the medicinal materials, it is indeed a third-level alchemy... Can the young master make it... After all Is it possible!?”
"Stop making a noise! If you keep making any noise, get out of here!"
At some point, the old devil also appeared outside the alchemy room.
In fact, his mood at the moment was the same as that of Yuchi. He was eager to know if Ning Fan could refine the third-turn elixir. Yesterday, when Ning Fan refined the second-level elixir, the old devil watched the whole process. There are some subtleties in the alchemy technique that the old devil himself cannot understand.
"I am only a third-level alchemist. If Ning can refine a third-level elixir, wouldn't his alchemy skills be on the same level as mine...I haven't taught him alchemy yet! He taught himself?!"
Just as the old devil was thinking about it, there was a loud bang, and the sound of a furnace explosion came from the alchemy room.
"The furnace exploded?" The old devil pushed open the door and entered. The room was filled with black smoke. He flicked his sleeves to disperse the smoke and dust.
In the alchemy room, the alchemy cauldron did explode, but the elixir was also made. The ground was full of silver elixirs, probably hundreds of them.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, was knocked unconscious by the impact of the furnace explosion.
"Young Master succeeded in refining the elixir!" Yuchi was overjoyed, took out a single bottle and picked up the elixir on the ground, completely forgetting to care about the unconscious Ning Fan.
As for the old devil, his mood at the moment was really complicated. Looking at Ning Fan, I feel fond of him and feel sentimental at the same time.
Who doesn’t like a genius disciple? Especially the Black Demon Sect, a demon sect where "the master is the father and the disciple is the son".
However, when I think that Ning Fan will probably surpass himself soon, I feel a little tangled in my heart.
"Even with ancient demonic veins, this qualification seems to be too evil..." The old demon picked up Ning Fan like a chicken and prepared to send him back to rest.
At this moment, he glanced over and saw that the alchemy cauldron on the ground was cut in half vertically. The cut surface was smooth, just like the sword energy.
So the old devil was completely stunned.
"'Turning fire into sword'! Little girl Dugu's sword energy! Is Ning boy related to Dugu? How many sword energy has he obtained? What did he and Dugu do..."
I can't help the old devil not being entangled. The old devil has only loved one woman in his life, and Dugu is that woman's only sister...
"If Mr. Ning gets involved with Dugu, he will be at odds with me..." This is actually what Lao Mo is worried about.
