Fourth-grade cold air, purple disgusting frost... Ning Fan helped Luo You that day and snatched this thing away from the flying ice sun. After refining this thing, Luo You slept for a long time. After waking up, he was able to cast exploratory magic through the Yin and Yang Lock.
Luo You seems to be in a good mood.
Ning Fan still trusts Luo You. After all, this woman still needs his help to escape from the Yin and Yang Lock, and she will not harm him.
He pondered slightly and allowed Luo You to use magic on him.
Luo You smiled slightly at Ning Fan's trust, and invisibly, he became closer to Ning Fan.
'Ask the Immortal Technique', an immortal technique that tests the bloodline of monks. For some of the Four Heavenly Powers, bloodline is extremely important. This technique is widely spread and is used by monks to test their bloodline.
Luo You was slightly solemn. It was extremely difficult for her to perform this technique. After performing the Immortal Questioning Technique five times in a row, he finally succeeded. At this moment, Ning Fan shuddered, feeling as if he was being watched by an ice-like gaze.
Every trace of the bloodline has become extremely clear and clear.
After a long time, he collected the spell, Luo You thought for a moment and smiled.
"There is indeed a trace of demon blood in your body, but it is extremely thin... Such a thin bloodline, above four days, has no level judgment at all, and may even be impossible for other demon clans to practice. But you are different, you What you have in your body is the yin and yang demon veins... With the help of your sister, it shouldn't be difficult for you to inspire a trace of demonic power, and if you succeed... Although your divinity is shallow and your demonic power is weak, you are indeed a god and demon. You are a fellow cultivator... Fellow cultivator from the three tribes, I don’t know where your realm is and where you can reach in your cultivation. But what is certain is that with the power of fellow practitioners from the three tribes, you have few opponents at the same level. Even if It’s more than four days.”
Luo You's tone was filled with excitement. She missed the Yin-Yang Lock, but Ning Fan made up for her regret.
Luo You didn't care about why Ning Fan had the blood of the demon clan. As for Ning Fan himself, he didn't take it to heart either.
He has no father or mother, so what if he knows the origin of his bloodline? Do you recognize your ancestors and return to your clan?
What he cares about is not the source of his bloodline, but the possibility of stimulating demonic power.
"What to do next?"
"Sister is not a demon clan, and is not familiar with the practice of demon arts, but she still knows a thing or two about the method of stimulating blood vessels... The name of this method is, 'Boiling Blood Sensing Veins'..."
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Inspiring the bloodline of the demon clan is a hard job. Within the demon clan, the younger a demon is who inspires its bloodline, the richer its bloodline will be and the higher its talent will be.
Most demon clans have completed the awakening of their bloodline before merging their spirits. Ning Fan, like Ning Fan, is about to form a pill and has just sensed his pulse. He is the first one to do so, and his demon blood is extremely thin, so it is extremely difficult.
Boiling Blood Pulse Sensing, as the name suggests, uses a special secret method to stimulate the blood and keep the blood in a boiling state, and through this, the blood of the demon clan can be sensed from the blood.
The pain of boiling blood is like burning all the organs inside, which is very unbearable for people, but the pain is nothing to worry about for Ning Fan.
This pain is not as good as the "Giant Bone Jue", let alone the Jade Emperor Pill.
The time Luo You gave Ning Fan was ten days. If he could not feel the bleeding pulse within ten days, he would have to rest for several months before he could feel the blood again.
If the blood boils continuously, it is very likely to cause serious damage to the monk himself.
One day, to no avail.
Five days, no result.
After ten days, Ning Fan still hadn't sensed any blood, which made Luo You quite nervous.
"Don't force it!" she advised. When she left the Yin-Yang Lock, she still needed Ning Fan's help, and she didn't want anything to happen to Ning Fan.
"It's okay." Ning Fan was sweating on his forehead, his muscles were twitching, but he smiled.
Ordinary people can survive for ten days if their blood boils, but he can survive longer. Not only because he was strong through physical training, but also because he could endure it.
He doesn't have months to wait for the second blood boil, he must succeed the first time!
In this case, there is only one word for tolerance! If it doesn't work in ten days, it will take twenty days. If it doesn't work in twenty days, it will take thirty days. In short, he won't wait!
On the fifteenth day, he sensed a trace of blood from the blood, but it was too vague and he did not fully understand it.
On the nineteenth day, he sensed blood for the second time. This time, he almost felt successful, but unfortunately, when he was about to succeed, the trace of blood was boiled away... What a pity.
If an ordinary monk endured endless pain but failed twice, he would probably have given up in despair. Even though Ning Fan was slightly shaken by his two failures, he immediately gritted his teeth, calmed down all his thoughts, and began to feel his pulse for the third time.
For five days, his mind was immersed in his blood, and even the pain seemed to be forgotten.
On the twenty-fourth day, he grabbed the trace of demon blood here, and immediately invaded the blood with all his mind, stimulating it!
In an instant, the aura around him suddenly changed. A pair of huge black wings appeared more illusoryly on his back. Demonic lines also appeared on his face. His black hair broke free from the hair tie and became as long as his waist. In the demonic aura, Flying wildly.
"It's done!" There was a trace of demonic light in his eyes. This kind of look was something he didn't have before stimulating the demonic power.
That was the strange gaze belonging to the demon clan.
Sensing Ning Fan's change, Luo You sighed quietly and shook his head, seeming disappointed.
"Is this the Feather Clan? It's a very ordinary Monster Clan... I thought that with such a strong luck, you might have 'True Spirit Bloodline'..."
"Well, True Spirit Bloodline, do you think too highly of me... As a human being, it is extremely rare for me to have a demon bloodline." Ning Fan smiled bitterly.
It is not surprising that the human race carries a trace of the blood of the demon race. Who can guarantee that their ancestors countless generations ago did not combine with the demon race?
The true spirit bloodline, such as the ancient thunder dragon, the ancient fire phoenix, and the ancient ghost bird, are all extremely rare bloodlines of the demon clan. How could I have that kind of bloodline...
The Feather Clan is an extremely large race. Most of them live in the Demon Realm. In the Rain Realm, there are also some extremely ordinary Demon Clan. It is this kind of Demon Clan that makes Ning Fan feel that it is reasonable for him to have demon blood.
There are strong and weak members of the Feather Clan, and it is rumored that there are also masters of the Feather Clan's Void Shattering in the demon world. This family attaches great importance to blood, and relies on blood to activate their wings and increase their flight speed. With Ning Fan's thin bloodline, he might not even be able to compare with some second and third level feather demons. And the black wings he gave birth to were even more illusory. They took shape and then dissipated immediately, and his strange appearance also disappeared. Starting to return to normal.
Gathering such bloodline is of no use to other demon clans. But for Ning Fan, it was a step forward across the ages.
At this point, he has completed his cultivation of ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons.
And here he made a secret and used a little magic - blood reading. He immediately felt much more relaxed, and any trace of estrangement disappeared.
The information in the three scrolls of demon blood was immediately grasped by Ning Fan using the blood reading technique.
The first volume records five hundred kinds of minor magic arts, which are enlightenment techniques for the demon clan, including blood reading techniques, as well as the most basic techniques of transforming spiritual thoughts into objects, such as fire telepathy and water telepathy.
The second volume is about the demonic skills of the Red Flower Banshee, called "Camellia Sutra". It is a kind of evil demonic skill that focuses on collecting tonics. For Ning Fan, it can be used as the first method for cultivating demonic power. Rolling technique. Without him, using the demon-replenishing power would be the least repulsive to "Yin Yang Transformation".
The third volume is an infant-level mid-level sorcery called "Demon Star Falling". It is the same sorcery that the banshee used to destroy the formation of buildings and ships from thousands of miles away. This technique relies on the power of a ray of starlight and is extremely extraordinary. It is probably the top technique among infant-level middle-grade techniques.
The three volumes of techniques have almost laid the foundation for Ning Fan's path to cultivating demons. Although he is still very immature, with gods and demons integrated into one body, with gods as his laws, demons as his body, and demons as his thoughts, his cultivation path will definitely be extraordinary. .
After putting away all the scrolls, Ning Fan did not leave and began to practice magic. He had no foundation in the practice of magic and it would be extremely time-consuming.
Before practicing, he had better do some other things. The spoils are not yet finished!
"Okay, sister, let's sleep a little longer... This time I'm using the Immortal Questioning Technique, which will take a lot of effort out of my sister..." Luo You yawned lightly, speaking tiredly.
"Thank you, you helped me again."
"Well, if you don't forget your sister's goodness, she will be satisfied..."
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The biggest prize is the banshee.
Ning Fan set up an array of lights in the secret room to make sure everything was safe, and then summoned the banshee from the ring of the cauldron.
The yin-picking fingers devour the body, and the red mist in the cauldron ring is bewitching, making the banshee still in a state of unconsciousness.
In this way, Ning Fan was forgotten. After carefully examining the runes between the banshee's eyebrows, he took out a blue jade slip he had prepared in advance and used magic power to carefully brand the runes between the banshee's eyebrows.
The demon general's thoughts in this rune were destroyed by Ning Fan, and now all that is left is the power of the demon general's blow.
The power of the runes was absorbed into the jade slip, and the cyan jade slip immediately turned into a blood-red jade slip, glowing with blood.
Among them, there was a vast sense of crisis, and even Ning Fan felt slightly creepy.
This is a divine strike! Under this blow, even the great monks at the peak of Yuanying had to avoid the edge for a while! As for the late Nascent Soul stage, Ning Fan can be seriously injured once with this jade slip, while the monks in the middle Nascent Soul stage will definitely die under this jade slip!
"There's one more trump card... It's finally a little safer to go to the Endless Sea."
After putting away the banshee, Ning Fan suddenly thought and took out a burnt black corpse from the storage bag.
If this black corpse is sacrificed using the corpse refining method of "Zombie Demon Transformation", it will be a big help.
With the strength of this corpse, if the sacrifice is successful, the corpse can be defeated by ordinary Nascent Soul.
"Open the furnace and refine the corpse!"
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Ten days later, in the secret room, next to Ning Fan, there was a man in black armor.
This man was covered in black armor from head to toe, and even his eyes were not exposed. The black armor was extraordinary, a top-grade spiritual armor, and the man in black armor was even more extraordinary.
There was no life around him, and he was clearly a refined corpse. However, with Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts, the refined corpse immediately received the order, and punched lightly on the sword test stone in the secret room.
The whole building shook heavily, which made Su Qiu and others secretly surprised.
The sword test stone... shattered!
Even the power of the fist remained unabated, almost shattering the peak Dan-level formation that Ning Fan had placed in the secret room!
But this is just an extremely ordinary punch from this zombie.
"With this corpse, you can fight in the early stage of Yuanying, and even the masters in the middle stage of Yuanying may not be able to destroy this corpse... This corpse's defense is unparalleled, but he is only half a step away from the corpse demon. The real corpse demon is still a little short of... I wonder how powerful the real corpse demon is... Do you want to see it?"
With a flash of his eyes, he flicked the ring of the cauldron and took out a green coffin from the ring.
In the green coffin, the sound of a female corpse rubbing the coffin lid was heard, making Ning Fan's scalp tingle slightly...
But when I think of the resemblance between the female corpse and Mu Weiliang's appearance, I feel less afraid of the female corpse.
"Let me find out a little bit of your secret. I'm offended..."
Ning Fan pointed far away and opened the coffin lid.
And the moment the coffin lid was opened, a deadly murderous intent came out from the green coffin, making the monks in the entire building feel a sense of horror.
"You... deserve to... die..." The female corpse, who looked exactly like Mu Weiliang, immediately targeted Ning Fan with all her murderous intent the moment she appeared!
She has become a corpse demon!
"Black Armor, do it!"
Ning Fan glared and gave an order. The half-step corpse demon's black-armored corpse-refining corpse immediately flashed with black light, punched out, and collided with the female corpse.
But the result of the collision was far beyond Ning Fan's expectation. The black corpse, which could survive the six-turn dragon fire, was easily crushed by the female corpse with one claw. If the black corpse hadn't retreated quickly, it would have been easily torn apart by the female corpse. It is very possible that it will be broken into pieces.
Ning Fan had a clear understanding of the tyranny of the female corpse after becoming a corpse demon. I am afraid that even ordinary god-forming monks are no match for this corpse...
This is just the corpse demon that has just taken shape. If this corpse demon were allowed to practice for tens of thousands of years, wouldn't even the old monster Suixu have to retreat? !
The moment the black corpse blocked the female corpse, Ning Fan immediately activated the secret chamber formation, locking the female corpse's feet, and he himself teleported, appeared behind the female corpse, and pressed several yin-picking fingers.
The back of the female corpse had been softened by Ning Fan's secret technique, but now it was as hard as iron. Using Ning Fan's body-refining technique, when he put a finger on the back of the female corpse, he felt pain as if his finger bones were about to break.
In this way, the Yin-picking finger cannot penetrate into the female corpse...
Being sneak-attacked by Ning Fan with her charm, the female corpse's blank eyes became even more angry.
She vaguely remembered that it was the thin young man in front of her who ruined the innocence of her body. Hate, so hate!
With one claw reaching down, the danger of death surfaced in his body and mind, making Ning Fan hesitate to drink.
"Black armor!"
The black corpse was summoned and immediately appeared in front of Ning Fan, blocking the killing blow.
The woman's claw penetrated the black armor and penetrated the chest of the black corpse. This corpse must not be alive, otherwise it would be dead or injured by this claw.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with a sigh. He once again forgot about the appearance of the female corpse. Without hesitation, he slapped the female corpse on the waist with his palm, patted it into the green coffin, and immediately closed the coffin lid.
This coffin seemed to have a very suppressive effect on the female corpse. No matter how she rubbed it, she could not leave the coffin.
"Weiliang... What is your relationship with this corpse..." Ning Fan shook his head. Unless he was stronger than the female corpse, he would never dare to find out the details of the female corpse.
Putting away the green coffin, Ning Fan smiled bitterly as he looked at the black-armored corpse that was badly damaged just after being refined.
In this case, the only way is to refine it again.
However, this black-armored corpse refining is indeed extremely useful. Without this corpse, Ning Fan himself would not dare to open the coffin lid.
This refined corpse is an excellent human shield...
If that black corpse knew that after his death, his body would be used as a shield by Ning Fan, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Outside the secret room, Yin Suqiu and Jing Zhuo gathered outside the door, naturally attracted by the sudden change just now.
"What happened?" Yin Suqiu was quite worried. She knew that Ning Fan was powerful, but the terrifying murderous intention just now was no longer something that a Nascent Soul cultivator could possess... What was that...
"Nothing, just a small matter..." Ning Fan put away the black corpse, smiled slightly, and left the secret room.
Seeing that Ning Fan was fine, Yin Suqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she felt a little weird.
Ning Fan seems to be a little different today. Compared to before, there is a hint of something strange in his eyes.
In his left eye, there was even an imperceptible starlight, flickering slightly.
One day, this starlight may be able to condense into a demon star, giving Ning Fan new magical powers!
"Let's go. I haven't heard the flute for several days. You must have been waiting for a long time." Ning Fan said with a smile.
"Who has been waiting for so long?" Yin Suqiu quietly hid the jade flute behind her back, feeling secretly embarrassed.
She was indeed waiting to play the flute for Ning Fan, but she didn't understand this kind of thinking, and she didn't want Ning Fan to know about it.
As the sun sets, the flute plays again, and the scenery of Zheng Kingdom changes secretly.
Four and a half months have passed, and nine months have passed since I left Ningcheng...
(The update is late, I wrote this chapter twice and hesitated a little)
