Tang Xiong turned into a rainbow and flew towards the ground.
Ning Fan's eyes showed a look of contemplation. After a moment, his sleeves and robe were rolled up, and he disappeared into the palace with Qingdai.
The next moment, the two of them appeared outside the treasure house millions of feet underground.
The underground is very open, and a huge treasure house has been opened up.
The guard array light of the treasure house has not been turned on, perhaps because Old Demon Fuso is here and there is no need to turn it on.
At this moment, Tang Xiong, the leader of the Jumang Kingdom, stood respectfully behind the old demon Fusang, completely acting like a junior, without any trace of the arrogance of a king.
The old demon Fusang was dressed in a black robe and stood with his hands behind his back. His white hair reached the ground and his white eyebrows were beardless.
He narrowed his eyes, met Ning Fan's eyes, and quietly spread his momentum, covering the entire underground space.
That's the aura of a strong Void Shatterer! All are ants under the broken void!
Ning Fan did not shy away from Old Demon Fusang's gaze and looked at him sternly.
An invisible aura spread between the two.
Tang Xiong, a dignified monk from Taixu, felt that his breathing was heavy under the momentum of the two men. After taking a few steps back, he felt that his breathing was easier.
Qingdai only had a glimpse of Xu Xu's cultivation, how could she withstand the momentum of Suixu cultivator.
She trembled slightly, this was the first time she felt the aura of Old Monster Suixu up close...
Very strong, terrifyingly strong... In front of Monk Shattering Void, she was just an ant, unable to even breathe...
In the dantian, the medicine soul is trembling!
Within the Heavenly Spirit, the sea of consciousness is trembling and about to collapse!
She felt it was getting harder and harder to breathe, and she was almost knocked away by Fusang Old Demon's aura.
It's just that she has always been stubborn, unwilling to give in in front of the old monster Suixu, unwilling to back down like Tang Xiong.
"We can't be afraid... I, the Ming Luo clan, also have a big enemy with Shaoxu cultivation. His name is Wan Changkong, and he is the strongest puppet master in the tree world... One day, I will represent the Ming Luo clan and fight against that Wan Changkong. Changkong takes revenge. If I am afraid of Suixu's pressure here, what qualifications does he have to stand in front of Wan Changkong... I can't be afraid..."
Qingdai bit her lip. Forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, his face gradually turned pale, as if his heart was hurt by the momentum.
Even so, she didn't want to retreat or escape...
Being weak is not scary, what is scary is not having the determination to defeat the strong.
When her demon soul was almost injured by Suixu's aura, a gentle voice came into her ears, and then, the Suixu aura that made her unable to breathe slowly dissipated.
"do not be afraid."
Ning Fan turned around and smiled. Flick your sleeves gently. Grab it with five fingers. Press and crush the oppressive Qingdai's momentum.
Qingdai was protected by Ning Fan, and the discomfort in her body gradually disappeared. She was half grateful and half apologetic to Ning Fan, "I'm sorry...it's all because of me..."
she knows. Ning Fan was secretly competing with Fusang Old Demon for momentum.
She knew that because she refused to retreat, Ning Fan had to protect her.
And because Ning Fan was the first to take action, Ning Fan was at a disadvantage in this battle of momentum.
Qingdai blamed herself very much. If she had backed away obediently, Ning Fan would not have failed to save her.
"It's just a small matter, don't worry about it."
Ning Fan smiled disapprovingly and turned around. He looked at the old demon Fuso again.
For him, an innocuous victory or defeat is not worth worrying about.
"The little girl is not bad, her qualifications may not be excellent, but her heart is not afraid of strength. But it is very commendable. I never thought that such a descendant can appear in the Mingluo clan now. It is really rare. More than a hundred thousand years ago, I was just rushing. With your virtual cultivation, you can be considered close friends with the high priest of the Ming Luo clan, and you are considered my junior. This jade slip was acquired by me back then, and now that it is given to you, it can be regarded as returning it to its original owner."
The old demon Fuso chuckled and showed a satisfied smile to Qingdai.
He put his palm into the sleeve robe, took out a broken jade slip from the sleeve robe, flicked it with his fingers, and threw it to Qingdai.
Ning Fan waved his hand and stopped the jade slip for Qingdai. He scanned the contents of the jade slip with his mind and showed a strange look. He handed the jade slip to Qingdai, "Senior Fusang gave it to you, just accept it."
"oh."
Qingdai nodded obediently, took the jade slip, and looked into it with her spiritual thoughts.
At first, there was nothing unusual about it, but the more I read the contents of the jade slip, the more surprised I became. At the end, I bowed gratefully to the old demon Fusang.
"Thank you, senior, for the jade slip!"
Recorded in this jade slip are dozens of lost secret techniques of the Ming Luo clan, which Fusang old demon obtained from the Ming Luo clan when he was young.
At that time, he was the leader of the Fusang clan and had good relations with the Mingluo clan. The two clans had given many secret techniques to each other.
In the catastrophe ten thousand years ago, not only the masters of the Mingluo clan were wiped out, but many jade slips of the clan's secret techniques were destroyed, and many secret techniques were lost.
Fusang Old Demon gave Qingdai this jade slip, which was of great significance to the Mingluo clan, and Qingdai was naturally very grateful.
"Haha, you're welcome. The Fusang clan and the Mingluo clan have been friends for generations, so it's natural for them to return the secret technique."
These words are just for the occasion.
Perhaps when the Mingluo clan was strong, the two clans did get along well.
But with the decline of the Ming Luo clan, the Fusang clan no longer had too good relations with the Ming Luo clan.
Otherwise, why would Tang Xiong take ten Ming Luo puppets as mission rewards? Why not just return the puppets to the Ming Luo clan?
Otherwise, why did the old demon Fusang not return the jade slips earlier and later, but why did he return them only after Ning Fan appeared?
Ning Fan would not be fooled by the situation. He could see that the reason why the old demon Fusang showed favor to Qingdai and the Mingluo clan was actually because of his face.
"Old demon Fusang, please ask me for help..." Ning Fan thought to himself.
It is human nature to flatter others and suppress others. With the decline of the Mingluo Clan, the Fusang Clan did not have any fault in not continuing to have good relations with the Mingluo Clan.
In the world of cultivation, the friendship between the two families is, to put it bluntly, just a matter of interest.
If the forces between them are not equal, there will naturally be no intersection.
Ning Fan had no prejudice against Old Demon Fusang, but he was just curious about why Old Demon Fusang wanted his help.
If it was really the favor he guessed, he would definitely not be able to help...
"Fellow Daoist Lu killed two Guiyuan Tree Kings with one person's strength. Such strength really surprised me...I heard from Tang Xiong that your evil aura is very terrifying. Tang Xiong even thought that you had killed the Sui Xu cultivator. ...Haha, I wonder if I am lucky enough to see the evil spirit of fellow Taoist?" Old Demon Fusang said in a very polite tone.
Ning Fan's mind is indeed like this. It is impossible for an old monster of Broken Void to show his kindness to the cultivator of Lianxu for no reason.
The reason why Old Demon Fusang was polite to him was probably because he heard about Ning Fan's evil aura from Tang Xiong.
Later, when he saw that he had actually killed two tree kings and returned, he fell in love with him. As peers, we seek help from each other even more.
Ning Fan couldn't figure out what the old demon Fusang was thinking, so he avoided talking about the evil spirit issue and said with a smile, "Senior doesn't seem to be looking very good..."
Upon hearing Ning Fan's words, the old demon Fusang's expression suddenly changed, and then he showed a wry smile, "Taoist friend has a sharp eye. I must have noticed that I am not going to die soon, so I ask you for help from Taoist friend."
"Juniors can't help with this matter. Life and death are determined by fate. Don't force it!" Ning Fan shook his head.
"I beg for it. This is not the case..." Fusang Old Demon had no intention of asking Ning Fan for help with this matter, but when he heard Ning Fan's words, "Life and death are determined by destiny," he still felt a little sad and sad.
Qingdai looked confused, not knowing what riddle the two were playing.
Tang Xiong knew what the two were talking about. But he didn't interrupt.
"Oh? I wonder if Senior Fusang has anything to ask for help from this junior. If it's within his ability, this junior can help me a little bit."
Ning Fan was greatly surprised.
He could see that Old Demon Fusang was already on the verge of death. The reason why he is on the verge of death is simply because his lifespan is exhausted and the end is approaching.
The bone age of Old Demon Fusang is over 110,000 years, which has already exceeded the upper limit of bone age for Monk Sui Xu.
One hundred thousand years ago, Fusang Old Demon was a Void Cultivation monk.
One hundred thousand years later. His time has come, and he is still only at the first level of Shaoxu. He has no chance to become an immortal in this life.
Ning Fan originally thought that what Old Demon Fusang wanted was related to extending his life, so he claimed that he was unable to help.
It's obvious. Fusang Old Demon has eaten all the treasures that can prolong life, and his life span can no longer be delayed.
According to Ning Fan's estimation, in another ten years, Fusang Old Demon will definitely die at the end of his life.
Since the old demon Fusang doesn't seek longevity, I don't know what he does.
"Hey, what I'm asking for is by no means difficult for Fellow Daoist, and it also has many benefits for Fellow Daoist... Tang Xiong, go to the treasure house and take out Fellow Daoist Lu's mission reward. "
The old demon Fuso said half of the words, but asked Tang Xiong to get the things. It was obvious that he wanted to get rid of him and did not want Tang Xiong to hear what he said next.
Ning Fan understood and smiled at Qingdai, "You should go back to the palace first. I will discuss some matters with Senior Fusang here."
Qing Dai was not stupid and knew that what the two were talking about must be of great importance. She nodded obediently and returned to the palace on the ground alone.
But before leaving, he quietly transmitted a secret message to Ning Fan and warned him, "Be careful and don't offend Senior Fusang..."
Qingdai was worried that Ning Fan would be too arrogant and offend the old demon Fusang with his words, and be hurt by the old demon Fusang.
After all, when Ning Fan was competing for tasks before, he acted like a king and would not allow anyone to take away his tasks, which left a bad impression on Qingdai.
In Qingdai's impression, Ning Fan sometimes likes to cause trouble...
Ning Fan laughed and shook his head. He did not expect Qingdai to care about him and was afraid that he would be harmed by Fusang Old Demon.
To be honest, when Ning Fan saw Old Demon Fusang for the first time, he was not afraid of him at all, even though this person was a Shattering Void monk.
The old demon Fusang only has ten years left to live. If he dares to attack Ning Fan, Ning Fan only needs to use the art of co-death and give up a hundred years of life to deprive the old demon Fusang of all the remaining lifespan and make Fusang The old demon will die here...
There was no problem with safety. What he was more concerned about was what Old Demon Fuso wanted to say next.
"I have something to ask of you, and I hope you will agree to it!" After the unrelated people left, Old Demon Fusang suddenly clasped his fists and solemnly pleaded to Ning Fan.
Throughout his life, he was unscrupulous, killing people, and never asked for help.
If it weren't for the rise and fall of the Fusang clan, he would never bow to a junior...
"Senior, let's talk about asking for help first." Ning Fan didn't understand the ins and outs of the matter, so naturally he wouldn't agree casually.
The old demon Fusang sighed deeply and smiled bitterly, "Fellow Taoist, how many years do you think I can live?"
"Ten years at most."
"Yes, I only have ten years to live. After ten years, I will die. This is the number of days and cannot be forced...I am not afraid of death. I am only afraid that after my death, the Fusang clan will gradually decline..."
"Senior is joking. Even though senior has passed away, the Fusang clan is still a powerful clan in the tree world. Fellow Daoist Tang Xiong is the current clan leader of the Fusang clan, and he is a dignified monk of Taixu. How could a family with Taixu in charge decline?"
Ning Fan shook his head, disapproving. The reason why the Mingluo clan declined was because the clan members died in the catastrophe thousands of years ago.
The Fusang clan has Taixu in charge. Even if the ancestor Suixu dies, they are still a major clan in the tree world. How can they decline?
"Fellow Taoist, I don't know...Do you know, my fellow Taoist, what is my identity in Dongshuhaizhu Palace?"
"I heard that the senior is the eighth elder of the Bamboo Forest in Dongshuhai and the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace." Ning Fan replied.
"Yes, I am the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace and a subordinate of the Bamboo Emperor. The branch of the Bamboo Palace where I sit is called the Shazhu Palace. My life is approaching, and before I die, I want to recommend a Taoist friend to the Bamboo Emperor. My fellow Taoist is the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace, what do you think of your wishes?"
"Senior is joking. The elders of the Bamboo Hall are all Shattering Void monks. How can I be so virtuous and talented as a junior to become one of the Eight Elders of the Bamboo Forest..."
Just as Ning Fan was about to evade, he was interrupted by the old demon Fusang.
"I heard that fellow Taoists are purchasing tree divine fruits, presumably to improve their artistic conception, right?" Old Demon Fuso suddenly changed the topic.
"Oh? Senior's information is very well-informed." Ning Fan was startled and then understood. Whatever he bought in Yiyi City, most likely he couldn't hide it from the old demon Fusang.
"I dare to ask Fellow Daoist Lu, how high your goal is to improve your artistic conception! If the last seven levels are enough, I won't say anything more. If the artistic conception you are pursuing is the second or even first level, you must consider it. My suggestion!"
"I would like to recommend you as the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace. If you can really pass the test of the Bamboo Emperor and become the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace, then you will get a great benefit... Becoming the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace, you can get many rewards. Including ten 'tree ancestor fruits'!"
"My East Shuhai is rich in Tree God Fruit. Tree God Fruit has the medicinal effect of improving the artistic conception, but it can only raise the monk's artistic conception to the third level at most. After the third level of artistic conception, taking the Tree God Fruit is useless. The only way is to take it. Only by eating the ancestral fruit of the tree can you improve your artistic conception!"
"If fellow Taoist's artistic conception reaches the third level, after taking ten Ancestral Tree Fruits, the artistic conception can directly break through to the second level!"
Ning Fan's expression was as deep as water, but there was something moving in his heart.
Tree Ancestral Fruit... If he wants to break through the first level of rain, this thing is absolutely necessary...
But, does he have to become the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace to get the Tree Ancestral Fruit?
(Third update)
