Ning Fan held the paper crane and paper umbrella, walked through the snowy scenes of Qimei City, and returned to Sifan Palace, which he had not seen for a long time.
The alchemy room of that year, the Plum Village of that year, the Dugujian Tomb of that year... all the scenery is the same as before, and it seems that it has not changed.
Ning Fan closed his eyes and recalled every bit of the past, and his heart, which had been cold for a long time, gradually warmed up.
Zhihe is about to break through the golden elixir and is about to kill her love... She is reluctant to kill her inner demon, because the inner demon is Ning Fan.
With Ning Fan's current cultivation level, he can help Zhihe form a pill without slaying his inner demons without any effort. This is not a problem.
The news of his return was not deliberately concealed. The four major families guarding Qimei City had already received the news.
The heads of the three clans personally rushed outside Sifan Palace to see Ning Fan. Only the head of one clan arrived late, and the aura of that head of the family seemed a bit strange to Ning Fan...
Among the four Qimei clans, Wu Ye Mo Fang, the head of the Ye family did not come... but a new head came.
Ning Fan rubbed Zhihe's hair, sighing with his eyes, and asked Zhihe beside him, "Has the head of the Ye family... fallen..."
"Yes... In the past forty years, the heads of the four major families have successively reached the bottleneck of the golden elixir. The heads of the Mo family, the Wu family, and the Fang family have successively succeeded in forming elixirs. Only the head of the Ye family... has completed the elixir ten years ago. Dan failed and fell..." Zhihe lowered his eyelids, a little bit unbearable, just as soft-hearted as before.
"Did you fail to form the elixir... Everything in the world is impermanent, and everyone has their own destiny. Don't force it... Go and meet the heads of the three families."
Ning Fan sighed, things in the world are unpredictable and life and death are unpredictable. Who can predict whether we will live or die tomorrow.
He had been away from Yue for forty years, and some of his old friends died, which made him sad, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Accompanied by the paper crane, he walked out of Sifan Palace. Outside the palace, four monks were waiting respectfully.
Among the four people, there were three monks who were in the early stages of the Golden Elixir. They are Wu Lan, the head of the Wu family, Mo Rushui, the head of the Mo family, Fang Nuo, the head of the Fang family...
The fourth person is the new head of the Ye family. He is just a young man in the early stages of soul fusion, and his qualifications are pretty good.
"Greetings, young master!" The four of them saluted together, intending to kowtow to Ning Fan.
"No need to be polite. I haven't seen you for many years. You are all well." Ning Fan smiled slightly and flicked his sleeves. A breeze blew in front of the four of them. Their bodies seemed to be frozen, but no one could bow down. .
Ye Jia Ronngling's expression was shocked, astonished by Ning Fan's vast magical power. A casual flick of his sleeves made him unable to kneel down.
The hearts of the three golden elixirs were filled with turmoil.
After all, they were considered to be golden elixir cultivators, but they couldn't resist Ning Fan's magic power with just a flick of his sleeves... What kind of cultivation level did Ning Fan have now, so that he could immobilize three golden elixirs with just a flick of his sleeves? !
The three of them have also heard of Suyihou's name, but no one thinks that Young Master Qimei and Suyihou are the same person.
The three of them each sent out their spiritual thoughts, trying to explore Ning Fan's current level of cultivation.
The three of them were shocked when they glanced at Ning Fan with their spiritual thoughts. They felt that the person standing in front of them was not Young Master Qimei, but an insurmountable mountain. The heavy momentum oppressed the three of them and made them breathless!
"The young master's cultivation level has reached such a high level. Could it be that... the young master has broken through the Nascent Soul stage!" Mo Rushui, the head of the Mo family, had brilliant eyes.
"Ancestor Jingzhuo of the Fire Cloud Sect is a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but he definitely doesn't feel as oppressive as the young master... In my opinion, the young master's cultivation has at least reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!" Wu The head of the family, Wu Lansu, covered her lips with her hands and was amazed.
"No! The young master's cultivation is definitely more than the middle Nascent Soul stage! Ten years ago, Fang met a senior who was in the middle Nascent Soul stage. Even that senior did not have such an amazing momentum as the young master! In my opinion, the young master's His cultivation level is at least the late Nascent Soul stage!" Fang Nuo, the head of the Fang family, said firmly.
"Oh my God! Our young master of Qimei City is actually a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage?!" The Ye family Rongrong was shocked. He was still young. He was not born forty years ago and has never met Ning Fan before.
puff!
Zhihe laughed mischievously and couldn't hold it back any longer.
Late Nascent Soul? How could her brother Fan only have the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage?
Nowadays, Su Yihou is famous all over the world. Why doesn't anyone realize that Su Yihou is her brother Fan?
Why is anyone's guess. Has her brother Fan's cultivation level broken through to the Void Refining stage?
"Actually, Brother Fan's cultivation level is higher than that of the late Nascent Soul, and has reached..." Zhihe held back his words, wishing he could tell the heads of the four clans Ning Fan's true cultivation level.
Ning Fan rubbed her green hair, gently pressed her soft lips, and stopped her from talking.
It's not that I don't want to tell them my true cultivation level, nor is it that I want to hide it deliberately.
Ning Fan was just afraid that talking about practicing cultivation would scare them and ruin the atmosphere of reunion with old friends.
"From what the Master of Zhihe City said, the Young Master's cultivation level is actually higher than that of the late Nascent Soul! Could it be that he is the legendary peak Nascent Soul monk!" Fang Nuo was shocked and couldn't understand.
"If the young master is a great monk, then with his identity as the young master, he might be able to scare Lord Jin and relieve our country from danger!" Wu Lan said in surprise.
"Uh, by the way, the four of us are here to discuss the 'union of the Jin Dynasty' with the young master." Mo Rushui put his hand on Xiu's forehead, remembered the business, and reported it immediately.
"The annexation of the Jin Dynasty?" Ning Fan's eyes were slightly cold. Although he had heard that the Jin Dynasty had evil intentions towards the Yue Kingdom, he did not know the ins and outs of this matter.
Mo Rushui and others immediately explained the matter.
When Ning Fan passed through the Great Jin Dynasty, Jin Junshang was just a late-stage Nascent Soul monk.
Not long after Ning Fan left the Jin Kingdom, Jin Jun broke through the peak of Yuanying and became a great monk.
Later, Jin Jun took refuge in the Youtian Hall, a branch of the Yu Palace, and received support from the master of the Youtian Hall. In just forty years, he broke through the early stage of divine transformation with the help of secret techniques.
As Lord Jin broke through to the realm of divine transformation, the level of Jin's cultivation country jumped up, from an intermediate cultivation country to an upper-level cultivation country.
Under the instruction of Youtian Palace, Jin Jun ordered the eleven neighboring countries to surrender, and sent Nascent Soul masters to threaten the submission of the sects of the eleven countries.
The King of Jin intended to merge the eleven lower-level and intermediate-level cultivating countries into the territory of the Jin Kingdom. This is exactly the "Great Jin Merger" matter that is making a lot of noise now.
Ten days later, Jin Jun will also hold a annexation conference in Song State in the north of Yue State. That will be the last chance Jin Jun gives to all countries. At that time, if all the countries have not surrendered, the king of Jin will bloodbath the clans of all countries...
"The Youtian Palace... seems to be the branch palace guarded by the Sixth Prince of the Rain Palace, Yun Youmu..." Ning Fan murmured to himself, not taking Jin Jun into his eyes at all.
"Young Master, if you are really a great monk, please go to the Song Dynasty, participate in the annexation conference, and support our country of Yue!" Mo Rushui and others pleaded.
"Don't worry. I won't stand by and watch this happen!"
Ning Fan nodded, agreed to the matter, dismissed all the family heads, then turned back to Sifan Palace, and went to sleep hugging the paper crane.
Tonight is the first night of reunion, so there will definitely be a lot of lingering.
The next day, Ning Fan rode the wind and snow. Quietly left Sifan Palace and headed to other places in Yue Kingdom.
There are old friends not only in Qimei City, but also in other places. He will eventually meet them.
In Ningcheng, there are three black demon armies guarding the city.
Forty years have passed, and the Three Dark Gods' Army has become a powerful force in the country, because all the demon guards have at least broken through to the realm of soul fusion.
And the three commanders of the Three Gods Army. Cultivation is even higher. Even Nan Yangzi and Lu Nanzi made great progress in their cultivation.
When Ning Fan quietly appeared in Ning Cheng, no one noticed his appearance.
The three divine armies were shocked at first, and the sound of countless arrows sounded from all directions.
But when the three divine soldiers saw Ning Fan's appearance clearly, they all froze as if they had seen a ghost.
Immediately, there were earth-shattering cheers!
"Young Master! The Young Master is back!"
"The Three Black Demonic Divine Army, meet the young master! Welcome the young master back to Yue Kingdom!"
Countless demonic soldiers knelt down and bowed to Ning Fan. Among the crowd, a few overjoyed figures squeezed out and walked quickly towards Ning Fan.
"Nangong, Situ, Yuchi, Nanyangzi, and Lu Nanzi, see you, young master!"
"No gift."
Ning Fan glanced at everyone. Looking at the familiar faces, my heart gradually warmed up.
The Ice Guards commanded Nangong, practiced both Ice and Thunder, and had reached the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Stage. He was now a famous master in the Yue Kingdom.
Situ, the leader of the sword guards, has an evil sword aura, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the golden elixir, and he can fight even the peak golden elixir!
Mei Wei commanded Yuchi. He still looks like the five great and three powerful men of the past, but with the help of a human-animal cultivation method, he has also reached the peak of the golden elixir!
Nanyangzi is already in the middle stage of Jindan, and Lu Nanzi is also in the early stage of Jindan.
Yuchi looked at Ning Fan. Hehe smiled innocently, and behind him, followed a beautiful and charming lady.
"Daughter-in-law, come and meet our young master."
"This slave has met the young master." Yuchi's wife heard this and bowed respectfully.
Ning Fan was startled for a moment. After not seeing each other for forty years, Yuchi actually got married?
Looking at the beautiful girl again, Ning Fan almost didn't laugh.
This beautiful girl is not a human being, but a pig demon...her body is a Tianhe pig.
If Ning Fan saw it right, she was the little pig that Yu Chi held in his arms back then!
This little pig hybridized with Yuchi's human and animal, and had a dual cultivation. It has also broken through the golden elixir realm and transformed into a human being.
Ning Fan felt a little cheerful in a rare moment. This Yuchi was really a living treasure, marrying a pig demon wife...
When Ning Fan smiled, everyone was startled, and then they all laughed.
This laughter is as hearty as before.
But after laughing, Nangong's eyes turned cold, and he cupped his fists towards Ning Fan and said, "Young Master returned to Yue Kingdom. You should have heard about the annexation of the Jin Dynasty, right? I don't know what your plans are!"
As soon as everyone heard Nangong talking about business, they all regained their serious expressions and stood respectfully, waiting for Ning Fan's order.
If Ning Fan ordered them to submit to the Jin Kingdom, even if they were unwilling, they had no choice but to submit.
If Ning Fan ordered them to fight a bloody battle with Jin, even if they were defeated, they would still be willing to shed their blood on Jin!
They only need one order from Ning Fan, and they will obey it absolutely!
"Plan? No need to ask. The Jin Dynasty is not annexing the country. I have no interest in it. But Jin Jun has touched my people. I can't even think about it. I have to pay for it with my life!"
Ning Fan's eyes were cold, that kind of coldness, the bone-chilling coldness that only comes from wading through countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
When Nangong and others met Ning Fan's eyes, they were all shocked. Each of them was incompetent in cultivation. Looking at the Yue Kingdom, they were all top-notch masters, but they couldn't stop the murderous look from Ning Fan!
"How advanced is the Young Master! With just one look, I can no longer resist!" Nangong was shocked.
He had only seen this cold look in his eyes once in his life. It was exactly the expression I read in Old Demon's eyes when I met him for the first time!
In those eyes, there is a demonic power that looks down on the world, and no one can compete with it!
"You guys have a rest for now. In nine days, I will take you to Song Kingdom!"
Ning Fan smiled, the light flashed, and he was gone in an instant.
All the demon guards of the Three Black Demon Army were shocked. What a terrifying light escape that was, the speed of escape was beyond their imagination!
"Could it be that the young master...has broken through the realm of transforming into gods?!" Nangong guessed in shock. In his opinion, only the legendary monks who transformed into gods could have this kind of escaping light.
...
Ancestor Jingzhuo of the Fire Cloud Sect was sitting under a fire orchid tree, gently giving medicine to a woman with empty eyes.
It has been more than thirty years since Jing Zhuo left the Endless Sea and returned to the Yue Kingdom. He became the first Nascent Soul monk in the Yue Kingdom and the number one master in the Yue Kingdom!
The woman in front of him is the only love in Jing Zhuo's life...Mrs. Yunhua.
Jing Zhuo broke through the Nascent Soul, searched everywhere, and finally found a way to make Mrs. Yunhua break away from her puppet body and truly resurrect her.
Don’t seek immortality. He doesn't seek verticality, only seeks to straighten your reflection... He has not forgotten the promise he made back then. The ideal in this life is not to break through the middle stage of Yuanying, but to resurrect his dead wife in his lifetime.
He found a way, but he still couldn't get Yun Hua's soul to return to his physical body.
If you want to return the soul to its place, you need to at least break through the void and use the power of the void to return to the void and enter the soul. Only then can you succeed.
Jing Zhuo smiled bitterly, where would he go to find an old monster who could help his dead wife return to her soul?
He is just a small Nascent Soul cultivator.
Once upon a time. He thought that the Nascent Soul stage was the supreme level of cultivation, but after seeing the horror of the Endless Sea, he knew that in the eyes of a truly strong person, the Nascent Soul monks were just ants...
"Yun Hua, in my lifetime, I will definitely bring you back to life, believe me!" Old Jing Zhuo said with a white-haired smile.
"Yes. I believe you." Yunhua smiled, like the orchid in full bloom.
"In nine days, my husband will go to Song State to attend the annexation conference. I owe Ning Fan a lot of kindness, and I'm afraid I won't be able to repay it in my lifetime. He is not in Yue State now. I have to protect Yue State for him. No matter what, I We cannot let Jin Jun annex the Yue Kingdom!" A trace of anger flashed in Jing Zhuo's eyes.
"Husband, be careful during this trip..." Yun Hua gently stroked Jing Zhuo's face.
When the two were deeply in love, a sound of coughing suddenly came from behind Jing Zhuo.
Jing Zhuo looked shocked! The Fire Cloud Sect is heavily guarded. Who could break into the Fire Cloud Sect without making a sound, and even escape his detection!
Before he could look back, a hand gently patted his shoulder, "Fellow Daoist Jing Zhuo, it's been many years since we've seen each other. I hope you're all right."
"You are... Ning Fan!" Jing Zhuo was startled at first, but then showed a look of joy, "You are back! The country of Yue is saved!"
"Yes, I'm back, Da Jin is finished." Ning Fan teased with a smile.
"What kind of cultivation level do you have now! I can't even see through it at all. Have you already broken through to the realm of becoming a god?!" Jing Zhuo guessed.
Ning Fan smiled and said nothing, but looked at Mrs. Yunhua carefully with a sigh.
"You want to resurrect her?"
"Yes, I found a way to give her the puppet body a chance to resurrect. However, my cultivation is not enough to return her soul to its original place... ugh..." Jing Zhuo sighed.
"Return the soul to its place?"
Ning Fan was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his finger and pointed it towards the space between Yun Hua's eyebrows.
He and Jing Zhuo have some friendship, so it is not impossible to help Jing Zhuo.
Wisps of void power twined between his fingers. Under this guidance, Yun Hua's soul suddenly penetrated Baihui and returned to his place!
"You don't have to worry about Da Jin. As long as I'm here, there won't be any disaster in the country of Yue. Just stay at home and take care of your wife."
Ning Fan smiled and turned around to leave. He escaped from the light so quickly that Jing Zhuo couldn't see clearly how Ning Fan left.
Before Jing Zhuo could react, he didn't know what Ning Fan's finger and words meant.
Suddenly, the woman opposite made a noise, rubbed her forehead, and said lightly, "Strange, how did my soul return to its original place?"
Bang!
The medicine bowl in Jing Zhuo's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces, but he didn't care. He just looked at Mrs. Yunhua intently, his old eyes gradually getting moist.
"It's Ning Fan, he's the one who helped your soul return to its rightful place... Could it be that he is already an old monster in void refining..."
"Yunhua. You are finally resurrected. I have been waiting for this day for too long, too long..."
"You are still as beautiful as before, but I am getting older..."
Jing Zhuo's white hair is hanging down and his face is covered with wind and frost. He is old...
Mrs. Yunhua raised her bare hands. Gently stroking Jing Zhuo's wrinkles, showing an expression of pity, "You are not old. In my heart, you are still the handsome Jing Zhuo..."
I can't see my beauty and grow old in a blink of an eye, but God promised me no regrets!
"I won't say thank you for your kindness!" Jing Zhuo hugged Yunhua tightly, feeling moved in his heart. He was even more grateful to Ning Fan.
He looked at the direction Ning Fan was leaving and couldn't let go for a long time.
Outside the Fire Cloud Sect, Ning Fan withdrew his spiritual thoughts and realized that Jing Zhuo and Yun Hua were finally getting married, and couldn't help but smile.
"Next stop, it's time to go to the Ghost Bird Sect..."
Ning Fan took a gentle step forward, covering countless distances in an instant. Appeared in Mingque Valley in the western region of Yue Kingdom.
Taking another step, he directly crossed the numerous formations of light and appeared on the bank of Mingyue Lake in the inner valley.
Beside the pond, a woman in a blue shirt stood quietly. She was the current leader of the Ghost Bird Sect - Lan Mei, the 'Blue Bird Sword'.
Next to Lan Mei, there is a woman wearing exposed pink clothes. She is the inner elder of the Ghost Bird Sect - the 'Pink Skeleton' Egret.
Both of them looked at the pool of water, their beautiful eyes filled with indescribable longing.
"The Jin Dynasty is going to annex the Yue Kingdom, why don't you come back...Brother Ning Fan..." Lan Mei sighed quietly.
"Hmph! This stinky man is full of bad ideas and is living in debauchery. How can he remember us wretched wives!" Egret's eyes were full of resentment and anger.
Ning Fan almost laughed.
He never knew that Lan Mei would call him 'Brother Ning Fan' when she was carrying him... Is there a numb feeling that surged through the body?
He never knew that Miss Bailu, who had been shouting at him to kill her, would actually call herself his "wretched wife" and still be so resentful.
Snapped! Snapped!
Ning Fan appeared behind the two women like a ghost, raised his palm, and slapped one of them on the buttocks. It feels soft and nice.
"Who is it! How dare you belittle me!" Lan Mei was angry.
"Looking for death!" Bailu was ready to kill someone.
The two women turned back murderously, but when they saw the face of the man behind them, they suddenly froze there.
"You, why are you back! You, you, you. You still know how to come back!" The second woman concealed the joy in her eyes, but deliberately showed an angry expression.
"If I don't come back, I'm afraid you won't be able to make elixirs for the rest of your life..."
Ning Fan glanced at the two girls with a teasing look.
The two women's magic power is obviously enough to form elixirs, but they still haven't broken through the golden elixir stage. It's not that they can't, it's just that they don't want to.
Like Zhihe, their inner demon is Ning Fan. They were reluctant to form pills for fear of forgetting Ning Fan.
"A bunch of silly women..." Ning Fan closed his eyes, but his heart became warmer.
Because these silly women are here, this Yue country is his home.
"Master, Master! I smelled your scent and rushed to Neigu... I didn't expect you to really come back!" A surprised old man's voice came out at an inappropriate time, interrupting the charming atmosphere.
"Are you a dog-nosed person? When I returned to Yue Kingdom, no one could notice it. But you were the only one who was so far away, and you knew I was back just by smelling it."
Ning Fan was speechless. The old man who smelled that he had returned home was none other than his first cheap disciple Xue Qing.
This disciple has already broken through the fourth level of advanced alchemy. At this rate, he will one day break through to the fifth level.
With the breakthrough in alchemy, Xue Qing's nose became more and more clever.
The improvement of the cultivation level of Zhi He and other women, as well as the improvement of the cultivation level of the Three Black Demon Army, are all due to Xue Qing's contribution.
Since the day Ning Fan left the Yue Kingdom, Xue Qing has been refining elixirs every day and night. Without him, a fourth-level alchemist, sitting in the Yue Kingdom, there would be no way that the three black demon armies could all break through Rong Ling. Cultivation...
Xue Qing had worked hard for forty years and was finally looking forward to his master's return, so he was naturally very happy.
He was happy not because he missed Ning Fan, but because he remembered Ning Fan's promise that he would give him a fifth-level elixir in the future.
"Master, where is the fifth-level elixir you promised to give me?" Xue Qing was looking forward to it.
"Oh, by the way, I remember I promised you that I would give you a fifth-level elixir..."
Ning Fan seemed to be remembering the past. He patted his storage bag, took out more than a hundred pill bottles, and placed them all on the ground.
"All of these pill bottles contain fifth-level pills. You can take them as you wish."
"What?! This is impossible?! There are so many fifth-level elixirs!!!!"
Xue Qing's face was full of shock and he froze on the spot.
Oh my god, even the old monster who transforms into gods doesn’t have so many fifth-level elixirs. Why does the master have so many...
This is unscientific! When did the fifth-level elixir become cabbage? It’s all over the floor!
"By the way, I'll give you a sixth-level elixir, do you want it?" Ning Fan patted the storage bag again and took out an exquisite jade box, which contained a sixth-level wound elixir.
"Six, six, six..." Xue Qing was too excited to speak.
He was lucky enough to take a look at the legendary sixth-level elixir today. He was so happy!
"Master, you are so great! Your virtue matches the heaven and earth, you rule the world, and you rule the world for thousands of years!" Xue Qing flattered incoherently.
Suddenly, Xue Qing moved his nose and sniffed at Ning Fan, his face full of shock.
"Master, master... how come you have a medicine soul! Have you become the legendary... fifth-level alchemist!"
Legend... legend... legend...
Ning Fan rubbed his forehead. Is the fifth-turn alchemy technique so rare? It has become a legend...
It seems that in the country of Yue, the Five-Revolution Pill Technique and the God-Transformation Monk are both legends.
Ning Fan secretly thought, could his Sixth Transformation Alchemy Technique and Void Refining Cultivation be considered a legend among legends?
