The monks from all directions left their respective gift lists and left.
There are more than a dozen sects and more than a dozen Infant Transformation Pills. The weakest family, 'Ning Hei Mo', promised to deliver the pills within ten years. In order to get the elixir first, those powerful sects really fought hard, but all of this had nothing to do with Ning Fan.
In the Yue Kingdom, within three days, 'Ning Hei Mo' became famous, and almost no one knew that that person was Ning Fan.
The moonlight was leisurely, and Ning Fan was sitting quietly on the bluestone in the maple forest outside the city, his figure a little bleak. Sad, a hundred years of nirvana... is really difficult.
Can ten years of golden elixir be enough? Some people have not been able to achieve the golden elixir for hundreds of years. It is said that forming a golden elixir has a demonic calamity, which is still dangerous and time-consuming.
Twenty years of Nascent Soul, is it possible? Those forgotten old monsters in the Yue Kingdom have practiced cultivation for thousands of years and still have no Nascent Soul. Conceiving a baby is even more difficult.
Transformation into gods, refining the void, breaking the void... none of the old monsters in the rain world who have broken the void have been practicing for tens of thousands of years.
"Time, I need time..."
Ning Fan clenched his fists, and he had more and more bonds. A hundred years later, the Nirvana Emperor would come and destroy all the bonds. The Nirvana Emperor is one of the top ten masters across the nine realms. Even the God Emperor of Rain did not dare to confront him head-on.
The storage bag on his waist is full of all kinds of elixirs, which are all gifts from various sects. Wearing a dark-skinned bracelet on his left wrist, it was an ordinary bracelet, a ring for a cauldron containing an ancient coffin and a female corpse.
The ring of the cauldron is truly mysterious. It has its own space within it, but what it forms is thousands of spaces that are not adjacent to each other. Every space is as huge as Sifan Palace. The space here is filled with red mist, specially designed to hold the woman in the cauldron.
If placed in the red mist space, the woman will be hypnotized by the red mist and fall into a deep sleep. And the red mist seems to be able to gradually improve the Cauldron woman's cultivation, although the speed is extremely slow...
This cauldron ring does not look amazing in appearance, but in terms of mystery, there are not many in the Immortal World of Rain that can compare with it.
"A hundred years, no matter what, I want to break the void!"
While Ning Fan was talking to himself, a long-lost female voice came out of the dantian and the yin-yang lock.
"Gee, it will take a hundred years for Lang Jun to break through the broken void. This time is not enough. Hey, my sister only slept for a short while, and Lang Jun seems to be in big trouble again?"
Undoubtedly, the speaker was the mysterious woman trapped in the Yin-Yang Lock.
"Are you awake?" Ning Fan's tone was slightly gentle. This woman had helped him several times, but she was not hostile to him.
"Yes. It will take at least ten thousand years to break through Shattered Void. Even in the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm, this cannot be changed. However, in the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm, through a method, time can be slowed down..."
"Oh? There is also this method of disrupting ancient memories, but I didn't mention it." Ning Fan raised his eyebrows. If he could slow down the passage of time, could he turn a hundred years into ten thousand years? Such a heaven-defying magical power was not even mentioned in ancient memories.
In the chaotic ancient memory, there is only one sentence related to time.
"Time is meaningless to a true immortal..."
This sentence turns out to be a lie. Ning Fan doesn't know whether time is meaningful to a true immortal, but it is very meaningful to himself. Lack of time for myself.
"My sister's identity has some grievances with an ancient force. That force is called the 'Palace of Lost Worlds', which is also an ancient inheritance over four days. Its power, like the Shenxu Pavilion, is spread across the nine immortal worlds. The Immortal World of Rain , there are also many branch halls of the Palace of Lost Worlds. Each branch hall has a 'Tower of Lost Worlds'. The one in the Rain Realm should be the 'Silver Tower', with only seven floors. In the first floor, time passes. It is one-half of the outside world, the second level is one-fourth, the third level is one-eighth, the fourth level is one-sixteenth...the seventh level is one hundred and twenty-eighth. ..."
When the mysterious woman said this, her voice suddenly stopped, and Ning Fan looked surprised. He never expected that there was such a mysterious inheritance in the world that could reverse time.
If he could enter the 'Tower of Lost Worlds' to practice, enter the seventh level, and practice for one year, he would be able to offset one hundred and twenty-eight years of hard work. One hundred years is equivalent to ten thousand years!
"How can I enter the Lost World Tower? This tower is so magical. If you want to enter cultivation, you will have to pay an extremely expensive price." Ning Fan held his chin and pondered slightly.
"Giggle, Mr. Lang is really smart. The Lost World Palace has inherited the ancient way of the world and is good at reversing time. Naturally, they opened the Lost World Tower to make money. The expensive price is not suitable for masters below Yuanying. Withstand the rise from the ground. However, the Palace of Relics seems to favor alchemists very much. With Lang Jun’s fourth-turn alchemy skills, if he passes the alchemy review of Palace of Relics, he can get a big discount if he wants to enter the tower to practice."
After the mysterious woman finished speaking, she yawned lazily and seemed to be sleepy again.
"Sister helped you again. You must remember her kindness. You will rescue her someday. Sister, go and sleep for a while..."
"You fell asleep again!" Ning Fan shook his head helplessly.
"There is no way. The world of Xuanyin is deserted. My sister will be very lonely if she doesn't sleep. She has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years? Hundreds of thousands of years? I can't remember...it's been too long... .Sister is sleeping..."
After a while, the mysterious woman's sweet sleepy voice was heard.
Ning Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air, the moonlight above his head was already a little faint.
He stood up, his feet turned into ice rainbows, and he escaped like a meteor piercing the night, entering Ningcheng and returning to the Paper Crane House.
In the room, Zhihe and Siwuxie were barefoot, each holding a pillow, and fell asleep on the couch, forgetting to cover themselves with thin quilts.
It seemed that they were chatting about something before and had a great time.
Ning Fan sighed slightly. Tomorrow, he would go to the Ghost Bird Sect, but he was not planning to bring paper cranes with him, nor was he planning to bring Si Wuxie with him.
Ningcheng seems to be a beautiful place now, but in fact it is still full of dangers. Countless old monsters are staring at it, and Ning Fan is not at ease when Wu Siwuxie is in charge. As for Zhihe, Ning Fan is not going to take him to the Ghost Bird Sect... The Ghost Bird Sect is, after all, a demon sect, and there will definitely be a lot of devilish evildoers in it. Ning Fan is busy practicing and may not be able to take care of the paper crane. If the paper crane is targeted by someone, it may be a lifelong regret for Ning Fan.
Zhihe must be very lonely. Now that Si Wuxie has erased his memory, he is as innocent as Zhihe. I think Zhihe has his first friend in his life.
Although Zhihe is naturally charming, her heart is not suitable for cultivating demons and is not suitable for being stained by the blood and light on the path of cultivation.
"I want you to be safe, happy, and innocent all your life."
Ning Fan smiled and covered the paper crane with a thin quilt. After a slight hesitation, he also covered Si Wuxie with a quilt. He glanced at the paper crane with nostalgia, turned around, opened the door, and left in the night.
The moment he left, Zhihe and Si Wuxie opened their eyes at the same time.
Zhihe's eyes were full of shame and her face was blushing. She naturally heard Ning Fan's inadvertent confession. Si Wuxie also pretended to be asleep. After hearing Ning Fan's words, her pure eyes were full of dissatisfaction and her cheeks were bulging with anger.
"Sister Zhihe, why is the master so kind to you and so cold to me? It's unfair!"
"I don't know... Is it because you don't share the same room with Brother Fan?" Zhihe Su held his cheek in his hand and was equally confused.
"Having sex...what is having sex?" Si Wuxie was puzzled.
"It's just...ah, I can't say it!"
"Stingy, Sisi also wants to sleep with the master, but just sharing the same room, what exactly is that... It seems a bit repulsive..."
...
After leaving Ningcheng, Ning Fan turned into an ice rainbow and flew away in the night, his figure a little lonely.
Under the vast moonlight, there was a cold young man. No one knew that this young man was the 'Ning Hei Mo' who stomped his feet and shook the country three times. No one knew that this young man was the culprit who single-handedly destroyed the number one demon sect in the Yue Kingdom. No one knew that it was this young man who tricked Emperor Nirvana and forced him to be seriously injured.
No one knows, better. The devil needs to be able to deceive.
Fleeing in the night, I didn't know how to fly for hundreds of miles, but Ning Fan was silent and his eyes were cold. He felt vaguely uneasy.
While flying away, while pinching his fingers, what was operating was the 'divination technique'. The great emperor of Luan Gu had a wide range of interests in his life and was quite proficient in the art of divination. And this divination technique can vaguely calculate some future events. Of course, this technique can only be performed by at least melting spirits, and Ning Fan is already qualified to perform it.
Ning Fan made a calculation and immediately understood why he felt a little uneasy.
Using the divination technique, a picture seemed to appear in front of his eyes. In the picture, he is standing on the sky, and a dozen golden elixir and soul-melting masters are intercepting him, catching him by surprise!
"Jiyinmen wants to catch me! So that's it, the 'Purple Yin Demon Boy' hasn't restrained his mind yet."
Ning Fan gently released his spiritual thoughts and faintly sensed that there were more than a dozen extremely invisible sounds breaking through the air behind him, indicating that someone was really following him.
Sure enough, Ji Yin Sect wanted to sneak attack on him.
Ning Fan's mind was spinning, and he understood Ji Yinmen's motive in an instant. The strength displayed by 'Ning Hei Mo' frightened the Jiyinmen, so the Jiyinmen took the bad idea on themselves.
Want to threaten 'Ning Hei Mo' by catching yourself? Hum, Ziyin Devil Boy, what a vicious plan.
Zi Yin himself didn't seem to come, probably thinking that it would be too troublesome for him, a master at the peak of Jin Dan, to catch a junior Fusion Spirit.
Ning Fan sneered, as long as Ziyin himself didn't come, he might not be afraid of people from the Jiyin Sect. The auras behind them were two powerful ones and fifteen slightly weaker ones. They must have been two early-stage Jindan masters and fifteen spirit-melting masters.
The Jiyin Sect sent so many masters to capture him, it was really a shame. Unfortunately, all these masters will be killed in Ning Fan's hands today!
Ten miles ahead, there is a barren mountain, a perfect place to catch people. Anyone who wants to come to Jiyin Sect will do it there. There might even be people from the Jiyin Sect ahead, waiting to ambush them.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed coldly. If that's the case, let's kill Ji Yin Men by surprise.
Above the night sky, Ning Fan suddenly stopped his steps. This behavior made the masters of the Jiyin Sect who were following him invisibly look puzzled.
"Sister, why doesn't he leave? In another ten miles, there will be the ambush place of Brother Jimo. Has he discovered us..." A female cultivator in the early stage of Jindan said to the other one with a charming voice. Charming.
"No, how can a mere fusion spirit discover our invisibility skills..." Another golden elixir female cultivator's voice was slightly cold.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Ning Fan in front of him suddenly turned around and looked at the Jiyinmen people with a sneer.
Under the moonlight, his sharp gaze roared out with the Immortal Emperor's life-long murderous intent, directly shaking the seventeen masters of Jiyin Sect out of their bodies, and their expressions changed drastically.
Seventeen people, all of them are female cultivators!
"Jiyinmen, you really gave me Ning Fan a great gift. There is something in the cauldron ring."
Ning Fan stepped on the ice rainbow and used the light escape ability that was comparable to that of a golden elixir monk. At the same time, his hairband flashed with blue light and his whole body became invisible. At the same time, the pretty faces of the two golden elixir female cultivators changed.
"It's impossible for a Jinxuan-level invisible spirit outfit to exist. How can a mere fusion spirit have such a treasure?"
