Bei Xiaoman was speechless.
She really wanted to find a reason to threaten Ning Fan, she really wanted to get Grandpa Shi Bing back, she really wanted to get Yuan Yao Jade back, she really wanted to defeat Ning Fan and no longer see Ning Fan's triumphant smile.
After she broke through to become a god, she thought she could defeat Ning Fan and give Ning Fan a good beating.
However, the fact is that after twenty years, Ning Fan's strength has been much higher than that of Bei Xiaoman.
When they first met, Bei Xiaoman was half-transformed into a god, while Ning Fan was a fused spirit, and was not even considered by Bei Xiaoman.
After Ning Fan gave birth to a baby, relying on the change of yin and yang and seeing Bei Xiaoman's misalignment, he just defeated Bei Xiaoman, which made Bei Xiaoman unwilling to give up.
He was teased by Ning Fan and blasphemed, his grandfather Shi Bing was taken away, and his love token Yuan Yao Jade was taken away. Bei Xiaoman once thought that she must hate Ning Fan to death.
However, when she transformed into a god, she climbed into the sea of clouds and saw that her sister and mother were both proud of themselves, so she couldn't help but boast about Ning Fan.
She thought she hated Ning Fan, and she wished that Ning Fan would be killed by Yan Zun.
But when Ning Fan was really in danger, she felt particularly nervous for some reason and wanted to help him.
Why is this happening? Bei Xiaoman had never thought about it, but seeing Ning Fan's proud smile at this moment, Bei Xiaoman's head went blank and his heart skipped a beat...
This smile is really beautiful.
But why does the owner of this smile always bully himself...
Why would the owner of this smile prefer to help a strange woman kill someone instead of doing good to himself?
Bei Xiaoman's expression darkened, and he felt a little sour in his heart, and he said in a strange way,
"Please return Grandpa Shi Bing to me...otherwise...I will never forgive you...never!"
As soon as this statement came out. Bei Xiaoman was stunned. What right did she have to not forgive Ning Fan? Who was she to Ning Fan?
Ning Fan was also startled. He originally thought that Bei Xiaoman would yell, kill and threaten him. It never occurred to me that Bei Xiaoman's method of threatening was not to forgive himself.
I sighed slightly in my heart, such Bei Xiaoman. Let Ning Fan have no chance of bullying at all.
He patted the storage bag, took out a stone puppet, and blew on it. The stone puppet immediately grew in the wind and turned into a stone soldier whom he had not seen for a long time.
"I promised Shi Bing that one day I would release him back to the Palace of Relics, and today, I will return him!"
thump!
Like a pebble thrown into the lake of heart, Bei Xiaoman's lake of heart suddenly rippled.
She said she would not forgive Ning Fan. It's just a weird thing to say. I never expected that these words would impress Ning Fan.
She doesn't think so either. Now Ning Fan, who is the Eight Lords of the Inner Sea, the Elder of the Rain Palace, and a master of black and white, will care about her unforgiveness.
However, with just one word from her, Ning Fan returned the stone soldier. This...this is so unreasonable!
"Isn't this a dream?" Bei Xiaoman's face turned red and he was at a loss.
"Pinch it and you'll know..." Ning Fan casually pinched Bei Xiaoman's face. The corner of his mouth curled up, "Does it hurt? If it hurts, it's not a dream."
"It hurts so much! Zhou Ming, you are bullying me too much! You, you, you!"
Bei Xiaoman was furious again. The good impression he had towards Ning Fan immediately disappeared. He stamped his feet fiercely, covered his face that was red from being pinched by Ning Fan, and ran out of the south tower.
In the south tower, there were only three people, Lu Qing, Shi Bing, and Yalan.
Everyone, including Shi Bing, had black lines on their heads... Ning Fan really dared to pinch him, that was the Fourth Miss of Beitian...
Looking at Bei Xiaoman's fleeing back, Ning Fan's eyes darkened. He suddenly realized that it was fun to bully this little girl.
"Brother Zhou, thank you. If it weren't for you, Yalan would have been..." Yalan's words broke the silence.
"You're welcome, it's just a small matter. I haven't seen her for twenty years. Miss Yalan has already broken through the golden elixir. Her qualifications are really good."
Hearing Ning Fan's praise, Yalan's face turned red. She was able to break through the golden elixir in twenty years, naturally with the help of the power of the Lost World Tower. Even so, it is enough to show that she has good qualifications.
There are many people who praise her. There are many people pursuing her, but those compliments can never make her look better.
Ning Fan's compliment made her very happy, and she felt that the twenty years of hard work had not been in vain.
"Miss Yalan's face seems not to be very good..."
Ning Fan glanced at Yalan's pretty face. The latter's face was slightly pale, as if she was slightly injured by Gu Zhen's finger. A bloodstain on his face was scratched by a broken porcelain cup.
A trace of black star power was wrapped around the fingertips, and he touched the side of Yalan's face. In an instant, the injury on Yalan's pretty face was healed without leaving a trace of scar.
"There are some elixirs and Dao fruits here that are enough to help you stabilize your Golden elixir cultivation, and even impact the middle and late stages. With Miss Yalan's qualifications, it should not be difficult to break through the Nascent Soul in this life. Even if you become a god, it may not be hopeless. You The elders in the family are really short-sighted. I think thousands of years later, when you become a god, they will regret giving you to Gu Zhen."
Ning Fan praised Yalan without hesitation and handed a storage bag to Yalan.
Being praised again by Ning Fan, Yalan Fang felt shy and happy again. She glanced at the storage bag with her mind, but her pretty face was shocked.
"With so many elixirs, there is actually a golden elixir Dao fruit! This is too precious, Yalan cannot accept it!"
"Take it."
Ning Fan waved his hand. A few bottles of third-turn elixirs and a few golden elixir fruits were nothing to Ning Fan who owned nearly one hundred thousand golden elixir fruits.
"Brother Zhou, Yalan can't repay such a courtesy..."
"It's okay. You can take the elixir and rest first. Don't leave any hidden injuries. My two fellow Taoists, Lu Qing and Shi Bing, and I still have something to say."
"Yes." Yalan nodded obediently. She knew Patriarch Lu Qing, who was the incarnation god of the Palace of Lost Worlds. She didn't know Patriarch Shi Bing, but she had heard some rumors from time to time.
These god-forming ancestors were all existences that she could not touch, but because of Ning Fan, she was able to stand with these ancestors.
This feels really like a dream.
Yalan returned to the library to rest, but she kept thinking about Ning Fan's words in her heart. She never believed that she had the hope of conceiving a baby or becoming a god, but Ning Fan praised her for her good qualifications, and she suddenly gained confidence in herself.
Yes, she must work hard. If one day, she breaks through the spirit transformation and offers herself to Ning Fan once again, I wonder if he will refuse...
"What am I thinking about!" Yalan patted her red face angrily.
…
In the south tower. Without Bei Xiaoman and Yalan, the atmosphere became quiet again.
Ning Fan glanced at Lu Qing and Shi Bing with interest. At this moment, Lu Qing's face was full of astonishment, while Shi Bing's face was full of surprise.
When Ning Fan was talking to Bei Xiaoman and Yalan. The two also said goodbye for a while.
Lu Qing was shocked because he learned that Shi Bing had not been guarding the young lady for twenty years. This was really terrifying! When was Shi Bing captured? He, Lu Qing, doesn’t know at all!
Shi Bing was surprised because he learned that Ning Fan killed Yan Zun and was awarded the title of Elder. Every time Ning Fan showed his face, he was more surprised. Shi Bing suddenly realized that at this moment, Ning Fan had already stood at the pinnacle of the strength of Endless Sea!
"Fellow Daoist Shi, I have sent you back to the Lost World Palace. Don't you have anything to say?" Ning Fan hinted.
"Ahem, sorry."
Only then did Shi Bing come to his senses, and the years had passed. Twenty years later. He was finally released by Ning Fan.
he knows. What Ning Fan wanted to hear from him was not gratitude, but a promise.
Shi Bing has been with Ning Fan for too long and knows a lot of secrets. Especially the Heaven-fixing Mourning Technique, if that kind of thing were spread. I don’t know how many true immortals in the four-day immortal world will come to hunt down Ning Fan.
"I would like to swear to Ming Zun that I will never reveal anything that happened in the past twenty years to anyone. If I violate this oath..."
Before Shi Bing finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Fan.
"That's enough, you don't have to swear a death oath, you don't care about death at all. I believe you!"
After twenty years of getting along, Ning Fan knew Shi Bing very well. He was a man who was not afraid of death and would not talk nonsense. He said he would not leak secrets, so he would rather die than not.
"Protect Bei Xiaoman carefully in the future and don't let her get into trouble again. Now that I have a close relationship with the Palace of Relics, I should always protect Bei Xiaoman for her." Ning Fan's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, remembering a story several times Ridiculous woman.
"She?" Shi Bing didn't know who the woman Ning Fan was talking about.
Ignoring Shi Bing's doubts, Ning Fan turned to Lu Qing and said,
"Friend Lu Dao, when I come to the Palace of the Lost World this time, I need a lot of elixir to nourish my soul. I wonder if I can get some?"
"What! Fellow Daoist Zhou's soul is injured!" Lu and Shi were both shocked, secretly thinking that Ning Fan had killed Yan Zun with serious injuries? So tyrannical?
"Well, I have some injuries. Can I get some medicine?" Ning Fan did not reveal Luo You's presence.
"Of course you can! Fellow Taoist is the master of the east, west and north towers of the Palace of the Lost World, so you can get the medicine." Lu Qing said happily. Compared to winning over Ning Fan for the Palace of the Lost World, a mere elixir is nothing. .
"Oh? Fellow Taoist, you are very happy. This time I come to the Palace of Lost Worlds, and I want to enter the Tower of Lost Worlds to practice... I wonder how much it will cost if I want to enter the top of the seventh floor of the tower?"
"Seventh level?" Lu Qing was startled, then explained, "With the strength of Taoist friends, they can enter the fifth level at most. Although our Palace of Relics treats alchemists kindly, at most it can only help level five people who have not transformed into gods. The alchemist enters the fifth level. Higher levels have strict cultivation limits..."
"I got it." Ning Fan didn't force himself to enter the seventh level. This time he was just transforming into a god for mana. He had two experiences of transforming into a god. The third transformation was easy and wouldn't take too long. The time flow rate on the fifth level is One-third of the outside world, and one-eighteenth of the seventh floor.
The fifth and seventh levels are only one and a half years old, so there is no big difference.
"By the way, before the young lady left in anger, she told me that if fellow Taoist Zhou wants to practice in the Lost World Tower, there is no need to charge for it, and everything will be recorded in the young lady's account."
"Oh? Bei Xiaoman treats me so well and doesn't charge me any money?" Ning Fan was surprised.
"Well, the young lady asked me to tell my fellow Taoist... ahem, what follows is the lady's original words, not what I meant..."
Lu Qing smiled awkwardly, imitating Bei Xiaoman's tone and said, "Zhou Shouming! Don't worry! You don't have to spend money to enter the Lost World Tower to practice. You can treat yourself as being taken care of by me!"
"Ha ha!"
Ning Fan shook his head and laughed, this Bei Xiaoman actually supported him Ning Fan...
"Fellow Taoist, please don't be angry. The young lady just said something out of anger..." Lu Qing was afraid that Ning Fan's self-esteem would be humiliated.
"Angry? Why should I be angry? Being taken care of by Bei Xiaoman, that's good, so I can take whatever I want from the Palace of Relics, right?"
Ning Fan curled his lips, he didn't care about false reputation.
Being taken care of by Bei Xiaoman, very good, now he had an excuse to empty out the warehouse of the Palace of Relics.
Improving alchemy requires a lot of medicinal materials, which is too expensive. Well, let’s burn the money from the Lost World Palace first.
One day later, Ning Fan almost emptied the elixir reserves of the four alchemy towers in the Palace of Relics.
On the second day, Ning Fan officially entered the tower for retreat.
The top of the south tower. In the boudoir, Bei Xiaoman was lazily cracking melon seeds, listening to the reports from the maids, and felt very proud.
According to the reports from the maids. Ning Fan actually didn't object to being adopted.
"Hmph! Aren't you, Big Demon Zhou, very proud and arrogant? Aren't you being taken care of by me, Bei Xiaoman?" Bei Xiaoman snorted, but there was a secret joy in his eyes. In this way, Ning Fan has become hers. Followers can be used as they please.
She didn't seem to realize what it meant to be a nanny.
"Miss Qi Zhen... Mr. Zhou, he... he has almost taken away all the elixirs that are over a thousand years old from the four alchemy towers. Many guest alchemists want to make elixirs but they have no medicine..."
"W-what...what did you say..."
Bei Xiaoman paused while eating melon seeds, she realized. I suffered a huge loss.
The elixirs accumulated in four alchemy towers. It's a sky-high price. The immortal jade worth at least billions was just emptied out?
Those elixirs require hundreds of third-level and dozens of fourth-level elixirs!
"Zhou Ming! You bully others! You are shameless!"
Bei Xiaoman was desperate. Rush out of the south tower and run under the central silver tower. He pointed at the silver tower and cursed.
If she had known that Ning Fan was going to empty out all her elixirs, she would definitely not have said anything to support him and take advantage of him verbally.
Revenge, she must take revenge!
right! Didn't he keep Ning Fan? In that case, when Ning Fan walks out of the Lost World Tower, Bei Xiaoman will train Ning Fan well and let him know who is the follower and who is the master!
"Speaking of which, I have adopted Zhou Shouming, what should I do? Let him beat my legs or rub my shoulders?"
She has not yet realized that the word "nurturing" requires the sacrifice of chastity.
…
On the fifth floor of the Lost World Tower, Ning Fan stood between the mountains and rivers, not in a hurry to open a cave.
He looked up at the sky, thoughtfully.
The Lost World Tower in the lower realm is at the Silver Tower level, with only seven floors, corresponding to the seven realms of cultivation.
The fifth level is okay, but the sixth and seventh levels have strict cultivation restrictions and cannot be entered by gods.
Each floor has opened up countless independent spaces for people to practice. At this moment, Ning Fan is on the fifth floor.
Under the space barrier under your feet is the fourth level of space.
Above the space barrier above your head is the sixth level of space.
For ordinary monks, without cultivation, they will never be able to enter the sixth level. But is Ning Fan an ordinary monk?
The figure shook, and the next moment, Ning Fan appeared at the top of the sky.
A trace of purple gold wind smoke entangled itself, and it touched the space barrier. Immediately, a sizzling sound came out, and the space barrier was weathering at a slow speed.
After a stick of incense, a gap opened in the space barrier, and Ning Fan jumped into the sixth floor!
The sixth level of heaven and earth is not green mountains and green waters, but...a starry sky!
Where Ning Fan is standing right now is a star with a radius of one hundred thousand miles!
Above his body, the power of the void tilted down, almost obliterating Ning Fan.
A trace of void power also rose up all over his body. Ning Fan was a cultivator after all, so he was not afraid of this level of void power.
Feeling the time slowing down sixty-four times here, Ning Fan seemed to have a clear understanding.
"No wonder Lu Qing claimed that the sixth and seventh levels of space cannot be entered unless the cultivation level is sufficient. The sixth and seventh levels are fundamentally different from the fifth level. I wonder if my power of void can block the seventh level. Void!"
Ning Fan's eyes flashed, he stepped on the stars, rose up from the void, reached the top of the void, pointed at the wind and smoke again, broke a gap, and jumped into the seventh level.
In the seventh layer, the speed of time is 18 times that of the outside world!
The power of the void here gives Ning Fan an extremely dangerous feeling, and even a Void Refining monk cannot bear it!
And in this level of void, the movement technique cannot fly even a single distance!
Without hesitation, Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took out two magic weapons.
The first is the Dongming Bell. This bell hangs above Ning Fan's head and cannot be damaged by any force of the void.
The second is the star compass. This compass was given by the Immortal Emperor of Xuanwu Star Palm Stele. It is the most precious treasure for monks to escape to the void.
From what Ning Fan sees now, Void is probably divided into levels. In a slightly weaker void, even if you enter the spirit form, you may not die, and you can easily fly away if you refine the void.
But where the force of the void is more powerful, if you enter under the broken void, you will die.
Shift cannot escape here, only Star Compass can escape.
Ning Fan sacrificed the star compass, and the palm-sized compass immediately turned into a silver continent that was as big as ten thousand feet.
Ning Fan jumped onto the mainland with one step, and with a change of finger gestures, the mainland escaped into the void at an unbelievable speed.
That speed is even higher than ordinary Void Refining, at least in the middle stage of Void Refining!
"This star compass is a good thing..."
Ning Fan escaped on the seventh level of void, found a star with a radius of a million miles, and landed on it.
The uneven ground was lifeless, but Ning Fan didn't mind at all. With a wave of sword energy from his fingertips, an underground cave was opened under his feet in an instant.
"Just practice here..."
Ning Fan walked into the cave on foot. The moment he completely entered the cave, he suddenly raised his head strangely. The purple star in his left eye flashed and he looked at the sky strangely.
"How do you feel that this Lost World Tower has an eighth floor?"
"Is it an illusion..."
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