The Technique of the West Wind is a type of Dao Nian technique, a magical power that can only be performed by Sui Nian monks.
Ning Fan's mere display of this technique shocked millions of monks here.
If these monks were to know that this West Wind Technique was simply Ning Fan's own magical power, they would probably be even more shocked.
Chen Xuan thought about it countless times in his mind... If Ning Fan was a Shekong monk like him, with this magical power, it would be easy for Chen Xuan to kill ten of him...
His eyes were full of horror, and this horror also appeared in the eyes of countless monks.
The Great Elder of Shenxu Pavilion suddenly stood up and looked at Ning Fan with shock.
There is a legend in the Four Heavens: A monk who can cultivate the Dao Thought Technique before attaining enlightenment, once he reaches the peak of Shekong Realm in this life, he can step into the Broken Thought Realm in one step! Moreover, the entire practice of Broken Thought Realm will hardly encounter any major bottlenecks!
As long as the opportunity is not too bad, it is only a matter of time before this kind of monk can break through the eternal realm...
"This boy actually has the qualifications to become an eternal immortal!" the great elder of Shenxu Pavilion said in silence.
The other eight elders Shenxu also had shocked eyes. Whether it was Luo Shi, who was friends with Ning Fan, or Lei Jinshi, who had murderous intentions towards Ning Fan, they all had the same expression at this moment - disbelief!
The fallen leaves of the west wind have not yet dispersed. The high platform on all sides was silent, except for the sound of the wind.
Ning Fan retracted his fingers and dispersed the autumn wind that filled the sky with fallen leaves. He glanced at Qin Kong who fled outside the venue. There was still some Taoism in his eyes.
Qin Kong was immediately shocked. At this moment, he felt as if he was being stared at by the old monster Suinian. The invisible pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
Ning Fan glanced at the other tomb guards of the Shadow Binding Sect, including Qin Hong. Any monk caught by Ning Fan's gaze felt like his breathing was stagnant.
Ning Fan raised his head and scanned the surrounding high platforms.
He saw the shocked expressions of Luo Xuan and other tombkeepers outside the venue, saw the dumbfounded expression of Luo Xiao on the seats of the Luo family, and saw Li Xiaoxiao's mouth that couldn't close in shock.
His eyes swept across the Chen family's seats. Chen Xuan's breath was stagnant, and he felt an invisible sense of oppression from Ning Fan.
His eyes swept over the seat where the Ghost Soldier Sect was, but he saw that the Ghost Soldier Ancestor was also shocked and speechless.
His eyes finally fell on the little demon girl's seat.
The little demon girl always looked at him with a smile. In the entire Tongtai venue, the little demon girl was the only one with the least surprise in her eyes.
She is the person here who knows Ning Fan best and believes in Ning Fan's strength the most, so she is the least surprised.
The moment Ning Fan glanced over, the little demon girl was actually facing Ning Fan's direction. Blow a kiss as if teasing...
"Still the same as before... But it seems that A Ci's virtual poison has been completely eliminated, so that's good."
Ning Fan subconsciously touched his mouth, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
After dispelling the thoughts in his eyes, Ning Fan turned around and walked towards the fighting arena.
After defeating Qin Kong, his ten victories have been achieved and he no longer has to fight anyone for the time being.
Elder Zhao Mengde, who was presiding over the tomb ceremony, saw Ning Fan walking towards the end of the fighting arena. He recovered from the shock and said loudly.
"Ning Fan, the guardian of the Luo family's tomb. Achieve ten wins and advance to the second round!"
"The next tombkeeper of the Luo family, come out!"
"The next tomb guard of the Shadow Binding Sect, come out!"
The competition is still going on, and the next match is between Luo Xuan and Qin Hong.
Although Qin Hong's cultivation level was greatly reduced, he still managed to cross the truth. After a fight, he defeated Luo Xuan and other Luo family tomb guards.
In the end, only one gravekeeper from the Luo family, Ning Fan, advanced to the second round.
The first round of competition. It lasted for another seven days before it ended, with a total of 174 gravekeepers advancing to the second round.
The second round of the competition will be held in one month, and the location will still be the Tongtai venue.
before the start of the second round. Except for the relevant elders of Shenxu Pavilion, no one is allowed to stay in the venue.
The millions of monks who came here to observe the competition temporarily settled at the Cultivation Star near the Tongtai venue.
Ning Fan, along with the Luo family monks, temporarily settled on a cultivation star named Purple Mist Star.
Purple Mist Star is a cultivation star that is in the rainy season all year round.
Wang Meng handed over the Taisu intelligence collected over the past two years to Ning Fan. The Ghost Soldier Ancestor also quietly approached Ning Fan and handed over the refined Star-Defying Magic Armor to Ning Fan.
This star-defying magic armor has been integrated with countless efforts of the ancestors of the ghost soldiers. Its power is not weak. It is a spiritual armor that has reached the acquired fourth nirvana.
For three days in a row, Ning Fan was in the room, refining the Star-Defying Magic Armor.
On the fourth day, he completely refined the magic armor into his body, stood up and walked to the window, took out the jade slip of information collected by Wang Meng, and frowned slightly.
Wang Meng collected a lot of information, and he obviously did his best.
This information records in detail the life of Emperor Taisu after he became emperor, but there are not many records of his deeds before he became emperor.
As for the True Thunder Realm, the hometown of Thunder Emperor Taisu, this information did not mention a word at all...
'The Thunder Emperor Taisu died about 50 million years ago. During his lifetime, he was one of the four immortal emperors in the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm, in charge of the Tao of Thunder. '
'Information before becoming emperor, none. This man was approaching becoming emperor and had just appeared in the east sky. He didn't know where he came from. Once he became emperor, he controlled the thunder and shocked the east sky. After becoming emperor, he lived in seclusion in the Three Thousand Thunder Realm of Eastern Heaven...'
Ning Fan put away the jade slip and sighed slightly.
Fu took out the jade slip that Taisu Lei Emperor had given him, and looked at the true thunder world star map recorded in it, feeling confused for a while...
There is only a star map, but no astrolabe to indicate the direction. Trying to find the true thunder realm in the eastern sky is useless in finding a needle in a haystack.
There are countless star fields in the Eastern Immortal Realm. Too many star fields are still unknown and inaccessible...
If you aimlessly search for the True Thunder Realm in the galaxy, you don't know how long it will take to find the True Thunder Realm.
Chi——
A sound-transmitting sword suddenly flashed and flew in from the window.
Ning Fan raised his hand to grab the sound transmission sword light. After hearing the sound transmission, his eyes immediately moved slightly.
After a short silence, Ning Fan walked out of the room, bathed in the drizzle, left the Luo family monk's residence, and went straight to a certain restaurant in the city.
A few days have passed since the first round of the competition. In the restaurant, many monks were talking about the various tomb guards. The one who talked about it the most was Ning Fan.
In the hall on the first floor, there was a table of Void Refining monks, talking about Ning Fan.
In a corner of the hall, a girl in black was sipping spiritual tea with a smile, listening in a good mood to everyone talking about Ning Fan, who was not a little witch. Who is it?
"Brother Liu, you don't know! That Qianqiu Patriarch killed the young master of the Chen family with just one palm strike. You must know that the young master of the Chen family was a true immortal in the early stage of transcending the truth! Tsk, tsk, tsk, then With one palm strike, the whole world plunges into darkness. Unless you see it with your own eyes, you will never know how shocking that scene is!"
"In the past, what Ancestor Qianqiu was most praised for was the Divine Bombing Technique. Now, what he is most praised for is the West Wind Technique! That is the Technique of Dao Nian! You didn't see that scene, After Qianqiu Ancestor used this technique, millions of monks were shocked and speechless, and the whole audience could hear needles dropping! My uncle, the master of the family, said that Qianqiu Ancestor can use Dao Nian Technique at the time of ghost and mystery. , there is a great chance to become an eternal immortal in this life!"
"According to the information obtained by Zhang, the three dark horses that are most likely to win the first place in this tomb competition have been revealed. One is the 'Immortal Lord of Bones' Jun Changdong. The second is Xu Dao, a disciple of Shen Kong. The third one, and the most favored one, is Senior Qianqiu Zu Ning!”
"It is said that Senior Ning is still a disciple of the Killing Palace. With his current cultivation level, if he returns to the Killing Palace, he will most likely be given a ghost face!"
Everyone was drinking in the ground, but they didn't realize that the Qianqiu Patriarch who was constantly mentioned in their conversations had quietly arrived at the restaurant.
Ning Fan's arrival. Almost unnoticed. His breath seemed not to exist at all, as if it had blended into the mist and rain outside the restaurant...
As soon as he entered the restaurant, Ning Fan walked straight towards the corner of the first floor. Take a seat on your own.
The little enchantress on the opposite side immediately took out a glass teacup like a magic trick and placed it in front of Ning Fan. She took the teapot on the red clay stove in front of her and poured a cup of spiritual tea for Ning Fan, smiling.
Very familiar taste. The smell of Kirin tea. The little demon girl brewed this tea for Ning Fan when he was in the Rain Realm.
"Hehe, do you miss this taste? The tea I brew has always been unique. Not many are lucky enough to taste it."
Ning Fan picked up the tea cup, smelled the familiar aroma of tea, and listened to the sound of rain outside the window. His thoughts seemed to have returned to the rain world many years ago.
After taking a sip, the tea and memories entered my stomach together, giving me a warm feeling.
"The tea made by Ah Ci is naturally nostalgic."
"Hehe, you are worthy of being a descendant of Luangu, and you are indeed glib. But do you still remember the three favors you owe me?"
"Remember. You asked me to accompany you into the demon world and accompany you to retrieve the fishing caps, which is a return of two favors..." Ning Fan showed a look of reminiscence.
"That's right. During the quicksand disaster, you saved me once again and helped me detoxify. The third favor can be considered repaid. But, hehe, I prefer you to owe me a fourth favor. It’s so confusing…”
After saying this, the little demon goddess mysteriously took out a jade slip and handed it to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan took the jade slip, glanced at it with his spiritual thoughts, and his eyes were immediately shocked.
Looking at the little demon girl's expression, she was already full of solemnity.
"Did you collect this information? How did you know I needed this information?"
"Guess... Hehe, do you want this jade slip? If you want it, you will owe me another favor~"
Ning Fan was slightly startled, and then looked at the little demon girl in amusement. He didn't believe that the little demon girl collected this information just to make him owe a favor.
She obviously wanted to help him, but she wasn't frank enough and didn't want to admit it...
There is a lot of information in this jade slip about Taisu Lei Emperor before he became emperor. Among them, there was even a vague mention of information about the True Thunder World...
With this jade slip, Ning Fan can find out where the True Thunder Realm is as long as he spends a little time.
This information is not easy to collect. I am afraid that the little demon girl used her identity as Young Master Shenxu to get it through all possible means...
"I accept the jade slip. The fourth favor, I will return it to you soon, don't worry."
Ning Fan put away the jade slip and smiled slightly. When he won the first place in the tomb competition, he would make a request to Shenxu Pavilion and return the favor to the little demon girl.
"Tch, who cares that you returned it!" The little demon girl still smiled, but she hummed in her heart, feeling a little disappointed.
He thought to himself: Why is Ning Fan so eager to return her favor? Is he so anxious to cut off the relationship with her?
After drinking a pot of tea, the little demon girl followed Ning Fan and ran back to the Luo family residence, pestering him for ten days before leaving.
Ning Fan didn't know that these ten days of freedom were so precious. They were won by the little demon girl in a bet with Elder Lu.
On the eleventh day, Ning Fan's room was empty and he was the only one left.
Looking at the somewhat messy bed, Ning Fan was silent for a moment. For the past ten days, the little enchantress stayed on his bed every night, sleeping with his quilt. But he was not allowed to do anything that crossed the line. The reason, he understands...
The sacrifice must not be contaminated, if he crosses the line with the little witch. I'm afraid it will arouse the wrath of the twin emperors Shenxu...
He will be retaliated by Shenxu Pavilion, and the little demon girl and the Xiao family behind her will also suffer disaster...
"If I win the first place in the Tomb Competition, I will free Ah Ci. It's okay for such a nameless young master to not do it."
Ning Fan was silent for a long time. He just sat down cross-legged and took out the jade slip that the little demon girl brought him.
The jade slip mentioned the location of the True Thunder Realm.
There was no accurate description, but Ning Fan was told that in the former residence of Thunder Emperor Taisu, there is actually a disciple of Thunder Emperor Taisu still alive today.
On the jade slip, the person's name, cultivation level, and a lot of information were listed.
Only a few people know that this person is a disciple of Thunder Emperor Taisu. The little demon girl spent a lot of energy to find out about this matter.
This person appeared in the Eastern Heaven Immortal Realm with Taisu Thunder Emperor back then...
As long as Ning Fan finds this person, he should have the opportunity to find out where the True Thunder Realm is.
"Without Ah Ci's help, it would be difficult for me to find out such confidential information. After the tomb comparison, I can go to the Three Thousand Thunder Realm to look for this person. Maybe I can find out the location of the True Thunder Realm... "
Ning Fan put away all the jade slips and sat cross-legged in the room. His eyes were closed tightly, but his mind was absorbed in the mist and rain outside the door.
The rain star between the eyebrows flickers slightly, reflecting the yin and yang power of rain in the body. Also flowing slightly.
Gradually, Ning Fan seemed to hear the breathing of the rain and mist from heaven and earth. With each breath he took, he gradually became one with the rain from heaven and earth.
His body seemed to turn into a gentle rain and gradually disappeared from the room.
Time passed day by day until the second round of the competition began. Ning Fan's body reappeared in the room.
As soon as Fang appeared, five dissatisfied sounds immediately came from the sword bag.
"Hmph, the second round of tomb competition has finally begun. If we don't show our faces this time, we will go on strike! We will stop working!"
In the sword bag, the five little sword spirit girls have been sulking for a month.
What makes them angry is that after spending six months practicing hard with Ning Fan at the bottom of the God's Tomb, he finally completed a certain magical power, but in the end, Ning Fan didn't let them show their faces.
"Don't worry, you will have a chance to appear in this round of tomb competition!"
Ning Fan patted his sword bag as a sign of comfort, strode out of the room, and headed to the Tongtai venue with the Luo family cultivators.
Luo Xiao did not come. He was too seriously injured and had already been sent back to Tianhaixing. He was busy seizing his body to rebuild his body.
Luo Xuan did not come. She was burying her brother's headless body in Tianhaixing.
Wang Meng followed Ning Fan, his face glowing red, and he accompanied Ning Fan all the way into the venue.
As soon as Ning Fanfang arrived, he attracted the attention of countless old monsters, and Wang Meng was extremely proud of himself.
He couldn't wait to tell everyone that he, Wang Meng, was Ning Fan's slave!
If Ning Fan was only slightly stronger than him, he would never be proud to be Ning Fan's slave.
Now, Ning Fan has regained Luo Huan's corpse, fulfilled one of his long-cherished wishes, and shown his terrifying aptitude. He may become an immortal in the future...
At this moment, Wang Meng was willing from the bottom of his heart to serve Ning Fan as his master and to be a slave to a monk who might become an immortal in the future. It would not be a shame! On the contrary, it is an honor!
"The villain has collected a lot of information about the second round. Please take a look, Master!"
Wang Meng took out a jade slip and handed it to Ning Fan. He bowed respectfully and then left.
He sent Ning Fan to the outside of the venue. Only the gravekeepers who advanced to the second round could enter the inner area, but he could not.
Ning Fan glanced at Wang Meng who was walking away in surprise, then swept the jade slip in his hand with his mind, and was fully aware of the second round of the competition.
The fighting arena in the center of the venue has been demolished and twenty-four tombs have been built.
The second round of competition is not a competition, but a tomb invasion.
There are twenty-four tombs with different serial numbers. From the first tomb to the twenty-fourth tomb, the further back, the more difficult it is to break into the tomb.
The rules of the second round are very simple. Those who can get through the first five tombs will be qualified to advance to the third round.
In the first round of the tomb competition, many monks with advanced abilities were eliminated because they encountered stronger ones, and there were also many monks with lower cultivation who were lucky enough to advance because their opponents were weak.
There was a fluke in the first round, but there was absolutely no luck in the second round.
If the strength is insufficient, the only option is to be brushed off.
All 174 tomb guards gradually arrived. The person who presided over the second round was replaced by a beautiful woman in palace attire from the middle stage of Shekong. She was an elder of the Void camp and her surname was Yan.
Elder Yan's beautiful eyes swept across the tomb guards. Her eyes stayed on Ning Fan for the longest time.
She couldn't help but ignore a monk who was expected to become an eternal immortal.
"This boy gets the most attention, so let this boy make his final appearance..."
Elder Yan made a decision in his mind. With a move of soft palm, he took out a roster.
The order of appearance in the second round is undecided and is determined by her.
Elder Yan said softly after scanning the roster with beautiful eyes. "The second round of tomb competition, presided over by me, begins now. You guys must have understood the rules to some extent. As long as you can get through the first five tombs, you will be qualified to advance to the third round. Next, I will read Anyone whose name is given will consciously go out and enter the tomb."
"Zhou family, Zhou Yue!"
As soon as Elder Yan finished speaking, a cultivator in the early stage of Ghost Xuan walked out of the crowd.
This person's name is Zhou Yue, a monk from the Zhou family in Dongming, and he is in the first round of the competition. He was the first to appear. In the second round, he was still the first to appear.
Zhou Yue walked towards the first tomb step by step, and the tomb door opened by itself.
He focused his eyes and jumped into the tomb palace.
After a stick of incense, the divine light from the tomb palace appeared. Zhou Yue walked out of the tomb door with a slight injury on his body.
"After breaking through the first tomb, you have one stick of incense to recover your mana." Elder Yan's voice came faintly.
Zhou Yue's face paled slightly. For a second-step monk like him, it only took a stick of incense. It's not enough to restore much mana...
Taking advantage of this time of burning incense, Zhou Yue took the elixir, crossed his legs on the ground, and recovered a little of his magic power.
When the time comes. He stood up and entered the second tomb.
This time, it took him a full hour to break through the second tomb. When he walked out of the tomb door, his mana was almost exhausted. There are wounds all over...
"This person has reached his limit. I'm afraid he won't be able to break through the third tomb." Many old monsters discussed in the stands.
As everyone expected, after burning incense, Zhou Yue stepped into the third tomb. Unfortunately, just after entering a few breaths, he was blasted out by a huge force.
He stopped at the third tomb... It should be said that with his initial cultivation of Gui Xuan, it was a fluke that he could get through the second tomb...
Under countless gazes, Zhou Yue gritted his teeth slightly and reluctantly left the stage.
Elder Yan's voice came out just right, "Green Cloud Valley, Green Pearl!"
The person whose name was read was a woman in a blue shirt, with a mid-level ghost-mysterious cultivation.
It only took her a hundred breaths to break through the first tomb.
It took a stick of incense to break into the second tomb.
When we got to the third tomb, we fought hard for an hour but still couldn't get through, so we were defeated...
"Have we stopped at the third tomb again... I wonder how many tombs I can reach if I go all out..." Ning Fan said to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, a playful voice suddenly came from behind him, "Jun was defeated in the 11th tomb back then... If no one had plotted against him, he might have been able to break through the 12th tomb..."
The person who spoke out was the Bone Immortal Lord who had a relationship with Ning Fan—Jun Changdong!
This man with white hair walked slowly. The several tomb guards beside Ning Fan immediately changed their eyes slightly and stepped away, as if they were afraid of Jun Changdong and did not dare to stand with him.
"be careful!"
Jun Changdong suddenly focused his eyes and sent a message to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately heard the deeper meaning of Jun Changdong's words.
Jun Changdong was plotted against in the second round of tomb-breaking...
If it were me, would it be possible for someone to plot against me...
Ning Fan raised his gaze and looked towards the Chen family's seat. When he saw Chen Xuan's slightly cold smile, he couldn't help but feel a little more wary.
"Thank you for reminding me." Ning Fan cupped his fist and thanked Jun Changdong.
"Haha, Jun didn't remind me anything. It's Brother Ning who is worrying too much."
After saying this, Jun Changdong looked slightly coldly and glanced at the high platform to the north.
What he was looking at was the Eighth Elder Lei Jinshi!
The twenty-four tomb palaces in the second round of tomb comparison were jointly built by three elders, one of whom was Lei Jinshi.
Jun Changdong once offended a junior from Lei Jinshi, so the last Tomb Competition was plotted against.
Although he didn't say anything, he understood that this matter was probably related to Lei Jinshi!
Ning Fan followed Jun Changdong's gaze and also glanced at the high platform to the north, seeming to realize something.
"Haha, I wonder how many rounds this boy can last in Lei Ling's hands... before he is eaten!" Chen Xuan secretly sneered in his heart at the Chen family seat.
The Eighth Elder Lei Jinshi once accidentally found an innate thunder spirit, spent millions of years of hard work, and cultivated it to the advanced state of Shekong.
No matter how powerful Ren Ningfan's magical powers are, he is definitely no match for this Thunder Spirit! (To be continued.)
