Nalan Zi's consciousness gradually blurred, and she finally passed out in Ning Fan's arms.
Ning Fan's eyes were changing, and his attitude towards this woman was extremely complicated.
Nalan Zi was originally his enemy, but after being captured by him in the battle of Xinghai, he became a cauldron.
Ning Fan would never show any mercy to Ding Lu, but the importance this woman paid to her sister made Ning Fan feel compassionate every time.
It should be noted that at the beginning of Ning Fan's cultivation, the biggest pain in his heart was watching Ning Gu, whom he regarded as his younger brother, being harmed.
Nalan Zi's sister was also victimized, and in her heart was the same pain as Ning Fan.
She always cared about her sister, almost stubbornly, even if she was reduced to a cauldron, she never changed one bit.
This made Ning Fan even more suspicious.
There is still a faint purple light flowing on Nalan Zi's body. If Ning Fan expected it to be true, the light is undoubtedly the life light of the Three Life Technique...
This light is a magical power obtained by sacrificing part of one's life.
As far as Ning Fan knows, the Zijuan Three Life Technique, which was once famous in the history of the demon clan, has been lost for a long time. Unexpectedly, today I can see it with my own eyes...
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light, and he immediately saw that in this purple life light, there was Nalan Zi's unforgettable regret and longing.
Nalan Zi's ability to comprehend this lost secret technique may be related to her persistent Taoist heart...
With a slight sigh, Ning Fan finally carried the girl to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out two fingers, and pressed them on the girl's soft and boneless wrist.
A trace of magic power was converted into demonic power and entered this woman's body.
Half a day later, in the hazy night, the woman gave a weak cry and woke up.
Although she was blind and couldn't see anything, she almost remembered Ning Fan's aura deep in her bones.
Realizing that Ning Fan was sitting next to the bed, Nalan Zi laughed to herself and half sat up. Then he said slightly distantly,
"Why is the master here, but he needs Nalan Zi to serve him?"
After saying this, Nalan Zi stretched out his hand almost numbly. He began to unbutton his clothes rustlingly, revealing half of his proud white breasts.
In her opinion, Ning Fan's sudden visit, which he had not seen for many years, was probably to gain some nourishment from her.
besides. She could not think of the second reason Ning Fan would find; of course, if she could remember the huge vision she had caused before, she would have understood that Ning Fan came here because of the vision.
Unfortunately, after performing the Three Life Technique, the backlash she received was so severe that when she woke up, she could not remember what had happened before.
She thought she suddenly fainted because Ning Fan had cast some kind of charm...
"Don't you remember what happened before?" Ning Fan asked slightly surprised.
With his cultivation. It was easy to get a glimpse of Nalan Zi's thoughts, but Nalan Zi had completely forgotten what happened before.
"Is there anything I should remember?" Nalan Zi asked slightly surprised.
"You forgot, you have used the Three Life Technique before..."
"The art of three lives? The highest secret art of our clan? The secret art that has been lost for many years? Impossible. With my humble cultivation, how could I possibly perform that kind of secret art... Master, please don't make fun of me... "Nalan Zi shook her head in astonishment.
She had completely forgotten about the incident where she accidentally cast the Three Life Technique.
She had completely forgotten what she had said and what she had asked Ning Fan for.
"Have you forgotten..." Ning Fan frowned.
The words Nalan Zi said intermittently before were too shocking.
Such as the four days of isolation, the war in the north... and the fall of the Spirit King, who died at the hands of the Western Demon Ancestor...
Ning Fan knew that Nalan Zi most likely cast the Three Fate Technique accidentally. I saw some things that might happen in the future.
He originally wanted to ask Nalan Zi what exactly he saw, but it seemed that he couldn't ask anything.
"Will there be chaos in the Four Heavenly Immortal Realm... Could it be that the demon world will also be in chaos, and the Spirit King's Palace will be destroyed by the Western Demon Ancestor... Speaking of which, who is this Western Demon Ancestor..."
Ning Fan pondered, looking at Nalan Zi carefully, he was a little unsure about the credibility of what Nalan Zi said before.
He had only heard of the Eastern Demon Ancestor, the Eastern Demon Ancestor, the Eastern Heaven Ancestor Emperor. He was the former owner of the Heaven-Suppressing Bell and the founder of the art of fixing the sky.
Ning Fan had never heard of who the Western Demon Ancestor was.
It's not that Ning Fan is ignorant, it's that in the entire history of the demon clan, there has never been a figure like the Western Demon Ancestor...
"If the master needs service, he can just say so. Nalanzi will do his best to make the master happy... Why say these incomprehensible words..."
Nalan's purple thin shirt was half-covered, and he hooked his arms around Ning Fan's neck. His face always had a faint expression, and he gently put his soft lips, as if he was just a machine for Ning Fan to play with at will.
Ning Fan frowned deeper, gently pushed Nalan Zi away, and said lightly, "Since you have forgotten, forget it. Take this pill, and after taking it, it should be able to heal all the injuries in the body. The art of three lives is very good." It’s dangerous. If you use it three times, you will definitely die... Be careful in the future and don’t use this secret technique randomly."
After saying that, Ning Fan handed Nalan Zi a pill bottle and walked out directly.
For some reason, the more Nalan Zi is willing to serve as a cauldron for Ning Fan for the sake of her sister, the less Ning Fan is able to cruelly destroy her dignity.
After Ning Fan left for a long time, Nalan Zi was still there, stroking the elixir bottle with body temperature in his hand, and his expression became complicated as well.
Nowadays, Ning Fan's cultivation level has been so high that she can't even see through it.
What confused her the most was that Ning Fan actually gave her pills and cared about her injuries.
"What on earth did I forget...What happened before...Why are there injuries in my body...Why does he care so much about me..."
"Did I really display the forbidden magical power of the Zijuan clan - the art of three lives? This is too ridiculous... With my qualifications, how can I display such a shocking magical power..."
Nalan Zi sighed, gently closed her shirt, hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the elixir given by Ning Fan and drank it in one gulp.
It was really a very high-level healing elixir. She had never taken such a high-level elixir in her life...
...
Nalan Zi's little episode did not disrupt Ning Fan's cultivation.
A few days later, Ning Fan left the Xuanyin Realm and returned to the ninth floor of the God's Tomb, right next to the Luan Ancient Tomb Palace. He practiced the Five Swords of Yin and Yang.
In the remaining six months, Ning Fan spent most of his time realizing this magical power.
Relying on his strong luck, Ning Fan first condensed the Luck-cutting Heavenly Sword among the five swords, but the other four swords were also used. But there is no sign of cultivation at all.
The reason why he couldn't cultivate it was, in the final analysis, because Ning Fan's cultivation level was too low.
Just when he was about to give up practicing this technique temporarily, five voices suddenly came from the sword bag.
These are the five voices. It gave Ning Fan great inspiration!
"What if the five immortal swords in the sword bag are used as carriers and the five sword spirits are used as assistance to cast the five swords of yin and yang!"
No one knows what Ning Fan has realized in the past six months.
As time goes by, large areas of star mist gradually appear in the Dongming Star Territory.
The appearance of the star mist heralds the rotation of seasons in the Dongming Star Region, and also heralds the start of this Shenxu Pavilion Tomb Competition.
This tomb comparison has extremely far-reaching significance, and the two emperors Shenxu and Shenxu tried to use this tomb comparison event. Wash away the shadow that Sen Luo left in the hearts of cultivators.
In the starry sky not far from the three main stars of Dongming Star, Shenkong Star and Void Star, there is a square bronze bird platform suspended.
There is only one copper platform, which is almost as huge as half a low-level cultivation star.
On all four sides of the bronze platform are jade seats, which were filled with countless monks long before the star mist appeared.
As the star mist gradually spread across the east sky, more and more monks traveled thousands of miles to come here.
Countless old monsters were sitting in their respective seats, among them were monks from the Dongming Star Region. There are also countless old monsters from various star regions in the east sky, and even some monks from the Four Seas Sect.
Countless Shenxu Pavilion monks are guarding the bronze platform. Any monk who tries to cause trouble again will be killed by Shenxu Pavilion!
The reason why these old monsters gathered in this copper platform. There is only one reason.
This bronze platform is the place where this tomb competition will be held!
In this year's tomb competition, 4175 tomb guards will decide their respective rankings on this bronze platform!
The number of old monsters who came here was almost ten times the number of people who went to the Killing Hall for the apprenticeship ceremony.
This would still be a grand occasion even if the Bell Festival is cancelled, if the Bell Festival is held at the same time. There will be more Dongtian old monsters coming here.
After all, the Disciple Recruitment Ceremony in the Killing Hall is just a game between the younger generations, and the tomb guards in Tomb Bi are all famous old monsters in the Dongming Star Territory, and the Life Immortal is just the threshold!
As the star mist became thicker and thicker, the entire starry sky seemed to be covered with a layer of light white mist.
The season of fog locking the eastern sky has finally arrived.
On the second day after the fog locked the sky, thousands of Shenxu Pavilion tombkeepers arrived at the Tongtai venue one after another!
These tomb guards all had solemn expressions on their faces, standing in the center of the venue, and no one said a word.
Above the sky, old monsters from all over the world are constantly coming here, some are crossing the truth, some are giving up, some are thinking, and there are even a few Immortal Lords and Immortal Kings in the Eternal Realm.
Some small forces who had not seen much of the world were shocked from ear to ear when they saw such a grand scene, and they were talking about it.
But when nine streams of light pierced the sky and sat at the nine main seats in the venue, everyone held their breath.
These nine old monsters who have arrived late are all above the Broken Thought Realm. They are the elders ranked one to nine in the Shenxu Pavilion!
As soon as the nine people arrived, all the Shenxu monks here stood up one after another and bowed to the nine people with fists in their hands, and thousands of people shouted in unison.
"We, the Shenxu monks, have met the nine elders who hold the pavilion!"
"No gift!"
The Great Elder of Shenxu Pavilion stood up and waved his hand. The sound of rumbling war drums was immediately remembered from all sides of the venue!
"The first round of the tomb competition begins!"
As the voice of Great Elder Shenxu spread, all the tomb guards stared at each other.
This year's tomb ratio is different from previous ones, and is divided into three rounds.
In the first round, the 4175 tomb guardians will roughly allocate their opponents to each other based on their power level and ranking of tomb merit.
Any gravekeeper can advance to the second round as long as he wins ten games in a row at the venue!
The sound of the war drums suddenly accelerated, and the tomb guards in the center of the bronze platform evacuated the venue one after another. In the center of the venue, there was only an old monster from the early stage of Shekon standing in the center.
This person's name is Zhao Mengde, he is the 49th-ranked elder in Shenxu Pavilion and belongs to the Shenxu camp.
In the palm of Zhao Mengde's hand, he is holding a jade slip. In the jade slip, there is the order of the showdown of all the tomb guards.
"The tomb-keepers of the Zhou family, come out! The tomb-keepers of the Wu family, come out!"
Zhao Mengde gave a deep drink and immediately left the venue.
The next moment, one of the tombkeepers from the Zhou family and the Wu family stepped onto the central bronze platform.
The Zhou family of Dongming was an eighth-level force controlled by Shekong. The tomb guard sent by the Zhou family was a middle-aged monk in the early stage of Gui Xuan.
The Wu family is only a seventh-level force, and its tomb guard is just an old man in the middle stage of Renxuan.
There was no suspense in this duel. Naturally, the Zhou family's Gui Xuan won in the early stage.
There was another tombkeeper of the Wu family, who had a late-stage cultivation of the Human Xuan. He also failed to survive a few rounds under the supernatural power of the tombkeeper of the Zhou family, and was helplessly defeated.
Taking advantage of their winning streak, the Zhou family tombkeepers continued fighting and defeated eight more people, successfully advancing to the second round.
After that, another tombkeeper from the Zhou family who was in the early stage of Gui Xuan was defeated by another in the middle stage of Gui Xuan after winning four games in a row and missed the second round.
With this alternation of victory and defeat, eight days passed in a row.
During these eight days, mostly seventh- and eighth-level tomb guardians faced off against each other.
But on the ninth day, the first level nine force finally appeared.
This ninth-level force sent a total of six tombkeepers this time, five of whom were killed all the way and advanced to the second round.
Only the last tombkeeper who appeared was unlucky and was defeated by an eighth-level tombkeeper.
The tombkeeper who defeated him came from the eighth-level force - Dongming Chen Family!
This person is the young master of the Chen family, his name is Chen Xiao, his bone age is only 140,000 years, and he has already reached the realm of the early stage of Duzhen. Looking at the early stage of Duzhen, there are not many people who can match him.
Among this class of eighth-level tombkeepers, Chen Xuan is almost firmly ranked first!
"Hiss! This Chen Xiao is much better than the last tomb competition! In this way, not only will he have no worries about advancing to the second round, but he will also compete for the top ten in this competition. What I hope for! With this qualification, I will probably be able to enter the realm of Shekong in less than two million years! The Chen family has a successor!" Many old weirdos in the audience exclaimed.
At the Chen family's seat, Chen Xuan, the head of the Chen family, was filled with pride.
He is the father of Chen Xiao, and his greatest pride has always been that the Chen family has a Chen Xiao.
At the early stage of Duzhen, with a bone age of 140,000, there wasn't much in the east. If nothing unexpected happens, the future of the Chen family will most likely fall on Chen Xiao's shoulders.
Naturally, Chen Xiao's cultivation speed was so fast without the help of dual cultivation.
Chen Xiao himself is a cultivator with a seven-yang body and a golden-yang body.
In order to train Chen Xiao, Chen Xuan secretly took charge of a cultivation star in Dongtian. The nearly one million female cultivators on the star who were above the gods were all recruited by Chen Xiao! All the women who had been harvested died with hatred...
"Haha, I, the Chen family, can't compare to others, but Xiao'er will never be worse than anyone else! Even if he faces the gravekeeper of a ninth-level sect, he will not be defeated!" Chen Xuan said proudly .
Hearing this, the other Chen family monks nodded in praise.
"This Chen Xuan is not weak... Our Luo family is probably in some danger..." The Sixth Patriarch sighed slightly at the Luo family's seat.
In fact, before the competition started, he learned from his family's head the order of appearance of all the tombkeepers in the first round.
If nothing unexpected happened, after Chen Xiao defeated one person, it was the Luo family's tombkeeper's turn to appear.
There are only seven people guarding the Luo family's tomb at this moment. Among the seven, only Wang Meng is in the early stage of Duzhen and has the strength to fight Chen Xiao.
It's just that Wang Meng's breakthrough to the early stage of transcending reality was still short, unlike Chen Xiao, who had stayed in the realm of transcending reality for thousands of years.
Even Wang Meng would most likely be defeated by Chen Xiao.
Among the other tomb guards, the more powerful ones include Luo Xuan and Luo Xiao, but they are no match for Chen Xiao...
"Then why doesn't Ning Fan come... If he doesn't come again, in the next game, I'm afraid Chen Xiao will single-handedly pick off all seven of the Luo family's tomb-keepers..."
Just when the Sixth Patriarch of the Luo family was thinking like this, Zhao Mengde's voice sounded again.
"The Luo family tombkeepers, come out!"
(2/2)(To be continued.)
