(Thanks to book friends Lanse Enchanji, aa112562, and I don’t know the fairy for the reward. I’m busy today, so the update is late, sorry)
The gloomy ghost forest is filled with the suffocating smell of rotten leaves. While walking in the forest, from time to time, an evil ghost would emerge from the side and make an incomprehensible roar.
Hissing sounds were heard from time to time. In just two hours, several examination disciples had died in the forest of demons and ghosts.
The ghosts in the first area have no intelligence, and they are simply fearless of death when facing low-level monks. It's easy to kill ghosts, but it's difficult to kill them without getting hurt.
In the jungle, on a pile of rotten leaves, a girl in a yellow shirt was stumbling for her life. The girl was only at the first level of Pimai and her magic power was low. However, after she stood up, she was chased by three ghosts at the fifth level of Pimai.
"
Help...help! "
The girl's clear oval face was full of panic at the moment. Her embroidered shoes had fallen off somewhere, and her bare feet were covered in bloodstains.
As she ran away, she occasionally met other assessment disciples, but no one rescued her at all. Three ghosts on the fifth level of Pimai, no one will ask for trouble.
The ghost chased him closer and closer, and the girl was almost desperate. She leaned on a withered old tree and slowly fell to the ground. In front of her, three ghosts had green eyes and smiled ferociously. Jie Jie ghosts cry.
"Someone...save me, you can do whatever you want..."
She stammered and whispered, but no one answered, and then she closed her eyes in despair.
But something surprising happened immediately. Instead of being torn apart by ghosts as he imagined, a cold icy wind blew over him, and immediately, he heard three shrill ghost screams.
The girl was at a loss. She opened her eyes, and what appeared before her was a handsome young master with clear black and white eyes. The starlight sword shadow in his palm slashed through it. The three-headed five-level ghosts were all burned in the fire!
This young man is so powerful!
And when the girl saw the man's face clearly, she was shocked. Isn't this man a young man with a profound background who practices dual cultivation techniques? It seems to be called 'Ning Fan'...
"It turns out that Ning Fan is not just a playboy relying on his ancestors, but a master..." The girl's eyes were filled with excitement.
But immediately, she shook her head vigorously... The sisters all said that this Ning Fan is a licentious thief...
Ning Fan, why do you want to save yourself...
"Could it be that he wants to do something to me..." The girl's face turned red, and she felt a little repulsive in her heart, but thinking about what she just said, she bit her lip.
When I asked for help in desperation, it seemed that I was willing to do anything as long as someone saved me.
If Ning Fan touches her, should she resist... As a human being, it seems that you can't keep your word.
The girl was uneasy on the side, but unfortunately Ning Fan didn't even look at her. He only focused his eyes on the place where the three ghosts died. He frowned slightly when he saw that no rosary beads were formed.
He turned his gaze sideways and landed on the girl, his expression unmoving. Saving this girl was purely accidental. In fact, he just wanted to kill three ghosts and hunt for the rosary.
"This is not the place you should come."
After the cold tone, Ning Fan withdrew his gaze, said no more, turned around and left, without any intention of doing anything to the girl.
As for the girl, after Ning Fan left, she breathed a sigh of relief, her chest still heaving.
She finally confirmed one thing, that is, Ning Fan was not only very powerful, but he was not at all a slutty thief like the rumors.
Moreover, Ning Fan's sword style is very attractive.
...
Ning Fan didn't even ask for this girl's name, she was just a small episode in his trial.
There are so many passers-by in this life, who is in love with whom, and who takes photos for whom?
He swallowed Zhanli Xingguang in one gulp, leaped with ice light, used his spiritual equipment to become invisible, and headed straight to a remote place in the first area.
At this moment, Ning Fan had a faint aura of blood all over his body, his clothes were a little tattered, but his eyes were sharper than ever before.
After two hours of killing, Ning Fan's harvest was really not small.
The Zhanli Sword originally had the magical power of 'burning souls', and Ning Fan was in the middle stage of Soul Fusion. No ghost in the first area could survive his sword. However, there were still a few ghosts at the tenth level of Pulse Pulse. When they were about to die, they self-destructed their souls, causing some injuries to Ning Fan.
On a desperate road, rabbits will bite people, not to mention the ferocious evil spirits.
Killed more than 300 ghosts, obtained 754 sect contributions, and 19 'rosary beads'. As for the Zhanli Sword, after killing a certain 10th-level ghost, he was promoted to the lower-middle level in one fell swoop!
For Ning Fan, this Demonic Forest is really a perfect place for training.
After two hours of killing, his mana was almost exhausted. It was time to restore his mana and swallow the rosary.
Next to an unattended stream in the Demonic Ghost Forest, Ning Fan appeared and took out the magic array plate presented by Lan Mei. With a little magic power in the center of the plate, a light blue light curtain with a radius of a hundred feet was extended with the array plate as the center. In an instant, a 'spirit' level formation was set up beside the stream.
The 'Spirit' level formation can withstand the attacks of spirit-melting masters. In the first area, no one can break through this formation.
Crossing his knees in the formation, Ning Fan exhaled gently and took out a few bottles of wound medicine and spirit recovery pills, recovering his injuries and mana while also dealing with the insights brought about by the killing.
The probability of forming a rosary after killing the pulse-opening ghosts in the first area is too low. Often dozens of them must be killed to form a rosary. The ones who produce rosary beads are usually ghosts at level seven or above. And the higher the cultivation level, the more power of divine thoughts contained in the beads produced.
Ning Fan pondered slightly and made a guess. The higher the cultivation level of the ghost, the greater the chance of forming a rosary, and the stronger the power of the rosary!
Hunting ghosts in the first area seems to be a waste of time. In two hours, all the relatively high-level pulse-opening ghosts in the first area were killed by him. All that's left are endless first and second level ghosts...
It's almost time to enter the second area.
After half an hour of adjusting his breath, Ning Fan's condition returned to full. If he wanted to enter the second area and face the spirit-melting level ghosts, it would be a bit dangerous to rely solely on his mid-level spirit-melting cultivation. If you encounter a ghost that is at the peak of soul fusion and explodes, you will probably be unable to resist it. At least, you need to have the late cultivation level of Fusion Spirit to be safe when entering.
He took out 19 rosary beads, pondered for a moment, and began to refine them one by one.
1, 2... When he took the 19th rosary, Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and an invisible power of thought spread forcefully.
With only 19 beads, his sea of consciousness doubled, and the power of his divine thoughts reached the intensity of the late-stage soul fusion.
Feeling the powerful medicinal effect of the 'rosary beads', Ning Fan's eyes flashed. If he entered the second area and hunted for more and higher-quality rosary beads, the power of his spiritual thoughts might be able to break through the golden elixir level, or even higher!
Lan Mei gave herself two bottles of spiritual elixirs, 40 spiritual elixirs, enough to enhance 20 meridians. In the Ding Furnace Ring, there are still 17 Ding Furnaces that can be harvested. Leaving aside the golden elixir female cultivators, if the 15 spirit-melting female cultivators take supplements, the remaining 50 immortal veins may be able to ascend to a spiritual level in one fell swoop!
By ascending the spirit with a hundred pulses, he can break through the late stage of spirit fusion in one fell swoop!
Ning Fan's eyes moved and he no longer hesitated. With a flick of his sleeves, the faint light of the cauldron ring flashed. In an instant, 15 delicate female soul-melting female cultivators were lying on the ground, each one unconscious. Ning Fan moved his yin fingers and tapped several fingers on each female cultivator. In an instant, 15 women were all in their sleep, making unbearable moans. Some of them gently rubbed their chests with their bare hands, and some of them rubbed their chests with their bare hands. , but it has reached between the legs...
There was hesitation in Ning Fan's eyes for a moment, but soon, the hesitation in his eyes was replaced by indifference. These witches are all enemies and show no mercy.
"They are cauldrons... collecting supplements without any reason."
Ning Fan took off his clothes and walked coldly towards the unconscious female cultivators.
The whole scene lasted for three days and three nights. Three days later, his cultivation reached a breakthrough in one fell swoop, reaching the late stage of Soul Fusion!
...
Let's talk about the merit hall elder Meng Chu reporting the number of Ning Fan's merits. Immediately, several elders of Rong Ling and countless deacon disciples came to watch.
Upon seeing Ning Fan's sect's contribution, all the old monsters were astonished and couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear. These people only know that Ning Fan has an amazing background, but they don't know that Ning Fan has the middle-level cultivation of spirit. Naturally, he was shocked by the speed at which Ning Fan made contributions.
After two hours and 754 contributions, these old monsters asked themselves that even if they entered the Demonic Forest, they might not be faster than Ning Fan.
"This son is extraordinary..." Elder Li sighed, without any trace of pride. Li Zhihuan, the proud disciple of his clan, was nothing in front of Ning Fan.
"Gee, I'm interested in Ning Fan again." Elder Chu, who had previously despised Ning Fan, now smiled and took Ning Fan seriously again. But she also understood that it was absolutely impossible to recruit Ning Fan based on her cultivation in the middle stage of spiritual fusion.
Everyone didn't know Ning Fan's cultivation, so they were naturally shocked, but there were some people who knew about Ning Fan's cultivation.
An old man with white beard, white eyebrows, white robe and white sword slowly entered the Hall of Merit with his eyes slightly closed. Behind him, followed a handsome young man in white, but it was Bai Bi who was quite different from Ning Fan.
As soon as they saw the old man entering, all the ghost sparrow masters in the Gongde Hall looked solemn and bowed respectfully.
"
I’ve seen Bai Zun! "
This snow-white old man is suddenly one of the Four Demon Lords of Ghost Sparrow, the 'White Lord' who possesses the middle stage of Jindan cultivation - Bai Feiteng!
Regarding Ning Fan's true cultivation level, the elders above the Golden Core level all knew it very well, so no one came to the Hall of Merit to take a chance on him. But this Bai Zun came here, which is quite intriguing.
But Bai Feiteng nodded casually in return of everyone's salutes. His eyes fell on the merit monument and found Ning Fan's position. A trace of disdain flashed lightly in his eyes.
"Han Yuanji's disciple, nothing more than that. At the middle stage of Fusion Spirit cultivation, it only took two hours to get 754 contributions..."
As soon as Bai Feiteng said this, everyone in the Hall of Merit took a breath of air.
How is that possible that Ning Fan, a young man with an unattractive appearance, is actually a master of mid-level spirit fusion?
But it's not so strange to think that Ning Fan has made 754 contributions in just two hours and has the middle-level spirit-melting cultivation level.
"You are in the middle stage of Rong Ling, but you are fighting with junior Pimai. This guy is just a sensationalist."
Bai Feiteng smiled coldly and sat casually on a chair nearby. He and Lao Mo were at odds with each other, so naturally he didn't want to see Lao Mo's disciples make a big splash.
But Bai Feiteng didn't expect that his sarcasm would make Ning Fan even more prominent.
Ning Fan's bone age cannot be faked, he only looks like 17 years old. At the age of 17, in the middle stage of Rong Ling, looking at the entire Yue Kingdom, and even the entire southeastern continent of the Rain Realm, there are all outstanding figures.
Many of the elders in the Ghost Bird Sect are only in the early or middle stages of soul fusion. Now that they know Ning Fan's cultivation, they may no longer be able to stand above Ning Fan in the future.
Everyone's attention to Ning Fan not only did not decrease, but also increased. They wanted to see how much sect contribution a mid-level Spirit Fusion master could get in a month.
However, they were destined to be disappointed, because for three days, Ning Fan's contribution value did not skip a beat. On the other hand, Lu Ziqiao's contribution value from his non-stop killings in three days had reached 600 points, and he was about to catch up with Ning Fan.
"What on earth is this guy doing? Why does his sect contribution not increase..."
Everyone was puzzled, and within three days, every time Bai Feiteng came to the Hall of Merit, the disdain in his eyes became stronger.
"I have said before that this man is a sensationalist. I am afraid that Ning Fan is seriously injured at this moment. He is hiding somewhere and waiting for the trial to end."
Bai Feiteng's words were obviously biased, but no one had any words to refute. If Ning Fan hadn't been hiding, why didn't his contribution increase for three whole days?
The old man glanced at the merit monument, and Bai Feiteng turned around and left, not staying any longer. However, the moment he turned around, a bright light suddenly appeared on the merit monument, and he saw that Ning Fan's contribution value suddenly increased by 100 points, reaching 854 points.
100 points must have killed the ghosts in the early stage of soul fusion, and the soul fusion ghosts will only appear in the second area.
"Impossible, this kid dares to enter the second area. Doesn't he want to live?"
Bai Feiteng's expression changed. He didn't know the specific combat power of Ning Fan, but he was very courageous, as big as Han Yuanji. If you enter the second area with a mid-level cultivation of Soul Fusion, you will definitely die if you are besieged by ghosts at the peak of Soul Fusion!
"This son must die..." Bai Feiteng stopped his shock and looked solemn. Unknowingly, the way he looked at Ning Fan was no longer towards a junior.
...
For three whole days, there was no news from Ning Fan, and Lan Mei felt slightly uneasy.
In the fragrant boudoir, Lan Mei finished her magical power, then she finished the exercise with her bare hands and gently exhaled.
"I wonder what happened to Ning Fan... I stole dad's map to him. I think he can avoid a lot of dangers..."
Her cold face forced out a smile. Ning Fan seemed to say that her smile was ugly and she needed to practice smiling.
Just as she was giggling in front of the makeup mirror, she saw Lan Mei's personal maid, Ke'er, panting and pushing the door in. Lan Mei was so frightened that she quickly put away her smile and said displeasedly.
"Ke'er, why are you so unruly? You came in without knocking..."
"Little...Miss, something serious has happened. My uncle...my uncle has entered the second area of the Demonic Forest. Everyone in the Hall of Merit said that my uncle's contribution value suddenly increased by 100 points, so he must have been killed. A powerful ghost in the early stages of soul fusion.”
"What! Why is he so reckless! Even Elder Jindan will not enter the second area easily!"
With a "pop" sound, the makeup mirror fell to the ground. Lan Mei stood up in a hurry, her eyes anxious and worried.
"Why is this Ning Fan so troublesome? No, I ask dad to save him..."
