Reverse Spirit Technique is a magical power that reverses spiritual power and strengthens perception. It is one of the highest secret techniques of the True Dragon Clan. There are only a few people in the entire True Dragon Clan who are qualified to practice this technique, and the Poison Dragon Ancestor is one of them.
Ning Fan had heard a little about the power of this technique. In addition to enhancing perception, another ability of the Reverse Spirit Technique was to assist in searching for souls.
If you learn the spirit-reverse technique, you can read the other party's memory without destroying the other party's intelligence. Moreover, ordinary soul-searching techniques cannot read the memory of the device spirit, but soul-reverse techniques can easily do so.
Hearing that Zhu Gong wanted to teach this technique, he immediately took a deep look at Zu Gong Gong Ling.
If Ning Fan can learn the Reverse Spirit Technique, he can use this technique to once again strengthen his spiritual perception, and the range of the Rain Technique's perception will also be increased again. Ning Fan was very interested in this technique.
However, the timing of Zu Gong Gong Ling's proposal to teach the spirit-reverse technique was a bit abrupt... It seemed that it was to allow Ning Fan to search for his own soul without destroying his spiritual intelligence, but it also gave Ning Fan a sense of self-righteousness. Unreal feeling...
"Are you sure you want to pass this technique on to me?" Ning Fan asked thoughtfully.
The green light in his eyes flashed, as if he had penetrated all Gong Ling's thoughts. Zu Gong Gong Ling felt guilty and said with a smile,
"Sure, of course I'm sure! If a hero learns the spirit-reverse technique, he can naturally search for Xiao Gong's soul to know if Xiao Gong has lied."
After saying that, Gong Ling actually used the connection between his mind and soul to teach Ning Fan how to practice the spirit-reverse technique, while he was nervously thinking about other things in his heart...
What he was planning was an escape plan!
"On that day, the evil star targeted me and planted a total of ten layers of seals and restrictions in my body. The restrictions are connected with the general trend. With my magical power, I can't break them at all..."
"However, my spirit body is extremely special. If this person uses the counter-spiritual technique to search for my soul, I can absorb some of the counter-spirit power in my spirit body and weaken the seal in my body... As long as these ten layers of seals are weakened, I will have a lot of power. Take hold and break the seal. Escape from the control of this evil star."
"Hey, if it weren't for the purpose of escaping from the clutches of this evil star, why would I have passed on the spirit-reverse technique to this person! All of this is just a step in my escape plan."
"I am a dignified man. In order to escape, I actually used tricks on a junior. Hehe, my life is really as lonely as snow."
Bow Ling is thinking about his escape plan. Little did he know that its motive for teaching the spirit-reverse technique had aroused Ning Fan's wariness...
However, since you have obtained the secret technique of the True Dragon Clan for nothing, there is no reason to give it up and not learn it.
Without any intention of revealing Gong Ling's thoughts, Ning Fan sorted out the information about the counter-spirit technique he had obtained. In any case, on the bank of the True Fantasy River, he reversed the spiritual power and practiced the counter-spirit technique.
The practice of counter-spiritual art is not very difficult and is divided into seven levels. The first level is the easiest to cultivate. As long as you have a spiritual wheel and have cultivated the demon spirit power in your body, you can achieve it.
But starting from the second level, this technique has increasingly higher requirements for the cultivation of demon spiritual power. Ning Fan's demon spirit cultivation was comparable to that of the early stage of Human Xuan, but he could only master the second level of counter-spirit technique.
The first level of counter-spiritual technique can double the perception of spiritual thoughts.
The second level of counter-spiritual technique can increase the perception of spiritual thoughts by four times.
Only half a day passed before Ning Fan mastered the second level of counter-spiritual art. Once he had mastered the second level of counter-spiritual art, Ning Fan clearly felt that although his spiritual realm had not improved, his perception was many times stronger than before!
"If my demon's spiritual power is raised to the realm of transcendence, I will be able to cultivate the third level of counter-spiritual art, which will allow my spiritual perception to skyrocket again..."
"The demonic spiritual power needs to be tempered and cultivated through the spirit wheel... The illusory power here is not weak, but it is a pity that I cannot stay here for too long. Otherwise, if I stay in seclusion here for decades, the demonic spiritual power will probably be able to break through. Real world..."
Ning Fan looked at the east-flowing river and pondered slightly. The ancestral bow bow spirit in his hand seemed to remind him intentionally or unintentionally,
"A good man? Don't you want to search for Xiao Gong's soul? Don't you want to see if Xiao Gong lied?"
"You are looking forward to me searching your soul? Don't most people hate having their soul searched? But you are looking forward to it..." Ning Fan asked expressionlessly.
"Uh..." Gong Ling paused in his words. Somewhat guilty.
"That's all, you took great pains to teach me the spirit-reverse technique, and I will search your soul as you wish!"
Ning Fan reversed his spiritual power and pointed at Zu Gong. Zu Gong swayed and immediately turned into an illusory figure of a hunchbacked old man, with black and red seals and restrictions covering his body.
Then he grabbed hold of the hunchbacked old man Tian Ling with one hand and used the Soul-Reverse Soul Searching Technique.
Although he was clearly being soul-searched, the hunchbacked old man felt extremely comfortable. All the 130 million pores in his body were stretched out. He was enjoying the soul-searching process with a lewd and happy smile on his face.
"It's so cool! It feels so good to be searched for the soul by the counter-spiritual technique!"
"The seal in my body has weakened a bit. I will take advantage of this evil star to search my memory and break the seal quickly!"
The ten layers of seals in the body have been dissolved, so the bow spirit will naturally not be polite and quietly break the seals in the body.
But unfortunately, these little tricks were not hidden from Ning Fan's eyes.
Ning Fan did not criticize, and allowed Gong Ling to break the seal in a self-righteous way, while he read Gong Ling's memory carefully.
This bow spirit was once a demon bow called 'Candle Bow'. Zhu Gong is quite famous. Before the opening of the Four Heavens, it was the magic weapon used by the 'Ancestral Dragon Zhu Li' to cultivate his life.
The ancestor Long Zhuli founded the True Dragon Clan and was the co-ancestor of the later dragon ancestors. However, before the formation of the Four Heavens, he died in a mysterious place called the 'Tianhuang Ancient Realm'...
Zhu Gong, along with the ancestral dragon Zhu Li, was destroyed in the battle in the ancient world. Only a trace of the bow spirit survived and remains to this day.
What Ning Fan snatched was a trace of the damaged bow spirit of the candle bow. Because the bow spirit was damaged and the memory was not comprehensive, Ning Fan was unable to read too many ancient secrets from his memory.
Moreover, some of Bow Ling's memories were deliberately sealed... Those were the seals set by Bow Ling himself. The sealed memories were those that Ning Fan did not want to read.
That memory included its escape plan, as well as other things...
Ning Fan tried to break Zhu Gong's memory seal, but failed. His cultivation of the spirit-reverse technique was still too low...
Although breaking the seal failed, Ning Fan still saw some memory fragments from Zhu Gong's sealed memory.
Among those memory fragments, there are memories of Bow Ling trying to break the seal and escape, and there are also some other memories.
One of the memory fragments is the scene where Zulong Zhuli earnestly warned Zhu Gong Gong Ling on his deathbed...
"Remember, you have to escape back to the True Dragon Clan and hand the key to the next Dragon Lord..."
"The key has been sealed by me, under the saint. No one can forcefully break the seal. You are the bow spirit of me, but you have a chance to break the seal. If the dragon master in the future wants to unlock the key, but his cultivation is not enough, you will Sacrifice your remaining spirit. Help future generations of dragon masters unlock the key... Remember, remember..."
Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly. He did not expect to read such a memory fragment from the Bow Spirit's sealed memory.
key. The key again...
Dong Yao Ancestor hid a key in the Heaven-Suppressing Bell, Emperor Luan Gu hid a key in the Yin-Yang Lock, and Zulong Zhuli left a key to future dragon masters...
Key, what exactly is it!
If you can tear open the bow spirit's memory seal, you can know the truth about the key... But with Ning Fan's cultivation of counter-spiritual skills, there is little hope of tearing the seal with his own strength...
What if he threatens Bow Spirit to break the seal on his own...
"Forget it, let's not mention the key for now, let's take a look at Gong Ling's memory. The scene of Zulong Zhuli building a bridge to cross..."
Ning Fan changed his mind and began to read another part of the memory. In this part of the memory, there is the scene of Zu Long Zhuli's Du Zhen when he was young.
What Zulong Zhuli cultivates is the way outside the world. That way does not belong to the reincarnation created by the Immortal Emperor. There is no corresponding way among the 180,000 bridges.
Zulong Zhuli once tried to build a real bridge on the Zhenhuan River, but failed...
In desperation, Zulong Zhuli turned to other avenues. Just now Du Zhen succeeded...
In this world, except for the Immortal Emperor who created the True Illusion River, no one has ever been able to build a true bridge on the True Illusion River. Even Zulong couldn't do it.
Zhu Gong Gong Ling didn't lie. It didn't know how to build a real bridge, and it had never heard of a monk other than the Immortal Emperor building a real bridge.
All it knows is that Zulong Zhuli's bridge-building plan was a failed bridge-building plan.
"Except the Immortal Emperor, no one can build a real bridge on the Zhenhuan River... I will not be an exception..."
Ning Fan frowned. Looking at the illusory river flowing eastward, he remained silent.
No one can build other real bridges on the real river. They can only cross the real river by crossing the real bridge left by the Immortal Emperor.
There is no holding bridge on the True Illusion River. How should Ning Fan, a practicing Taoist, cross the True Illusion River?
Do you want to be like Zulong Zhuli, giving up the old way and practicing other ways again?
Ning Fan closed his eyes and sighed slightly. He could not let go of his obsession, because this path was the result of all the obsessions in his heart.
This word blended into the warmest memory and the most sincere feelings in his heart, and he couldn't bear to let it go.
If he gave up practicing the Tao and used other ways to transcend the truth, he might become a Taoist cultivator, but he would never be Ning Fan again.
If you can’t give up on practicing the Tao, then can you only give up on crossing the truth? In this life, stop at the realm of transcending reality and become a ghost and mysterious monk?
Stopping at Gui Xuan doesn't seem to be a terrible thing. After giving up his magic power to transcend reality, Ning Fan can still cultivate the ancient demon essence and the ancient demon spiritual power. Perhaps this will not block his path to Taoism...
But if he is unable to cross the truth, then Ning Fan will not be able to complete the fourth transformation of the battle formula, and will not be able to fulfill the Luo family's instructions; nor will he be able to practice to the late stage of crossing the truth. After completing the twenty-seven yin and yang of the Chaotic Ring Technique, he has changed his direction and given up on the chaos of ancient times. The inheritance of skills given...
If you give up on crossing the truth, you will be betraying the Luo family's trust, and you will also be sorry for Luan Gu...
The Luan Gu Emperor did not hesitate to severely damage his phantom body, but also condensed the Heavenly Grade Fiery Yuan Crystal to help Ning Fan cultivate the Rain Yin and Yang, and practice the Chaos Ring Art. Can Ning Fan really give up the Chaos Ring Art and not practice it...
Giving up Du Zhen seems to be able to preserve the truth, but in another aspect, it fails to live up to the persistence in the heart...
In this way, Ning Fan will still feel guilty about his Taoism. Although he retains his Taoism, cracks will also appear due to this...
Because the mountain does not move, it is a mountain; because it does not change, it is persistence.
If you give up holding the Tao, your holding on the Tao will collapse; if you give up crossing the true, your Tao will be damaged; if you forcefully cross the true river, you will only end in failure. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger...
This is what Que Shenzi calls the dilemma of adhering to the truth and crossing the truth...
Ning Fan sighed slightly. If his path was not one of attachment and he didn't have to be attached to his heart, he could abandon the path and practice other paths without damaging his heart.
It's a pity that Zulong Zhuli can switch to other avenues as if no one else is around, but he can't...because he is Ning Fan, because he is a practicing monk...
Perhaps, the practicing monks will be the most unlikely monks in the world...
Ning Fan looked at the turbulent river and suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart.
Crossing the real and crossing the real, on the surface, is crossing the river of real and illusory, which may be to persuade the monks to let go of their inner attachments. Walk on the real bridge paved by the Immortal Emperor...
Let go of emptiness, let go of emptiness, still have to give up, still have to be empty, let go of the obsessions in your heart. Only when you have an empty and clear Taoist mind can you achieve success in cultivation...
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts, only by breaking up obsessions can we cultivate Taoism...
In the three realms of true immortality, you can cross the true and empty thoughts. To put it bluntly, we just need to keep giving up our obsessions to cultivate the so-called Tao Zhen...
If we let go of the attachments in our hearts, will the true power we gain still be real?
"What is true?"
"Are the hundreds of thousands of real bridges on the Zhenhuan River real? Aren't the attachments in my heart real..."
"Is there any truth in this world..."
Ning Fan asked again, and this question once again caused the flow of the True Illusion River to flow backwards!
The reverse flow of the river. It contains a determination to trace one's own source of water and find out why one exists!
Ning Fan's heart seemed to be infected by the river flowing back. He wanted to learn from the river flowing back and cultivate his own truth!
"These one hundred and eight thousand real bridges are the ones established by the Immortal Emperor, not mine!"
"My truth is only attachment. If I give up attachment, even if I transcend truth, I will definitely not be able to cultivate the true truth!"
"I must cross this true illusory river. I will not walk on the real bridge paved by anyone for me. I will build a real bridge with the persistence in my heart!"
"Whether there is truth in heaven and earth has nothing to do with me. I have truth in my heart, and that is enough!"
Ning Fan took a deep breath and looked resolutely.
If others encounter this dilemma. The Taoist heart will definitely be shaken and tortured.
If other Taoist cultivators were unable to cross the truth, they might give up practicing Taoism...but Ning Fan would not!
There has always been a paranoia in Ning Fan's personality.
I know clearly that I cannot do it, but I still want to do it. Even though there are thousands of people, I am going!
He will not give up crossing the truth, nor will he give up holding the Tao... He will build a holding bridge on the Zhenhuan River!
Except for the Immortal Emperor, no one has ever been able to build a real bridge on the Zhenhuan River. If Ning Fan built a bridge, he would probably fail, but he had to give it a try!
How can you be willing to give up easily?
"In Zhu Gong's memory, when Zulong Zhuli built the True Bridge, he divided the entire bridge-building plan into three steps. The first step was to sacrifice the blood of hundreds of millions of demon clan's remnant souls to the True River, use the remnant souls to gather the phantom mist, and The phantom mist shapes the stone bridge. If the stone bridge is completed, the first step is completed, but this stone bridge is still not a real bridge. If you want to build a real bridge, you need to complete the second step, peeling off the magic in the stone bridge. Only the truth remains, and when all illusions are gone, the stone bridge will become a real bridge; the third step is to step on the real bridge and cross the real river..."
"Zu Long Zhuli failed to build a real bridge. He failed in the second step. At that time, he successfully built a stone bridge, but the stone bridge was not a real bridge and could not cross the real bridge... He tried to complete the second step. Step by step, the stone bridge turned into a real bridge, but it couldn't completely strip away the illusion of Tao, so I had no choice but to give up..."
"Although Zulong Zhuli failed to build a bridge, his three steps of building a bridge can be used as a reference for me."
"The first step is to build a stone bridge on the Zhenhuan River. To build a stone bridge, we need to sacrifice hundreds of millions of remnant souls..."
Ning Fan glanced at the candle bow in his hand and smiled slightly. The soul search is over, and the bow spirit has exited the human body and returned to the bow body.
From the candle bow and bow spirit, he sensed the power of the remaining souls of a billion true dragons and dragon demons, which had been crystallized by the bow spirit...
These remnant souls were originally sacrificed by the True Dragon Clan to the Zhugong Bow Spirit, with the purpose of warming and nourishing the Bow Spirit body, but now they can be used to build bridges!
At this moment, Bow Ling was desperately trying to break the seal in his body, daydreaming about breaking the seal and escaping.
While Ning Fan was searching for his soul, the seal in Gong Ling's body weakened and five layers of seals were broken in succession.
While Ning Fan was pondering, Bow Spirit broke two more layers of seals one after another, leaving only the last three layers of seals in his body!
"Hehe! Stupid junior! You would never have thought in your dreams that I taught you the spirit-reverse technique just to escape!"
"There are only three layers of the seal left. In just half an hour, I will be able to completely break through the seal and escape from this place! Once the seal is broken through, with the strength of my spiritual body, even if this evil star can master the Heaven-fixing Technique of the Eastern Demon Ancestor, , don’t even think about stopping me again!”
"Hey, counting the time, I have been sealed by this evil star for fifty years. I really miss the Ancestral Soul Pool! I think back then, when I lived in the Ancestral Dragon Pool, real dragon monks would capture human female nuns every day. , thrown into the ancestral soul pool for me to have fun with... Hehe, I haven't touched a woman in fifty years, and I'm escaping back to the north this time. I must let Du Longzi send some stunning beauties and enjoy them!"
"I'm afraid there is no magic weapon spirit in this world who can live as carefree and happily as me! Drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, waking up and shooting at human rights... It's as lonely as snow. My life is really as lonely as snow! "
"There are only three layers of seals left, hehe! Beauties, I will be back soon!"
Gong Ling was smiling obscenely when he was suddenly dumbfounded. He almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.
But when he saw that there were only three layers of the seal left, Ning Fan waved his hand lightly and strengthened the seal again.
The reinforced seal has a total of one hundred and eight layers! Solid and inhumane!
In the past, there were only ten layers of seals, which could not be broken by bows and spirits. Only by weakening the seals through the counter-spiritual technique, could there be some possibility of breaking the seals...
Now that there are 108 layers of seals, no matter how much Ning Fan uses the counter-spiritual technique on Bow Spirit, no matter how hard he weakens the seal, Bow Spirit will not be able to take the opportunity to break the seal...
"One hundred and eight layers of seals... No!!!"
"Evil star! You despicable and shameless evil star. You have gone too far! I am about to break the seal, but you strengthen the seal! Shameless, shameless!"
Gong Ling's cry of grief and anger echoed in Ning Fan's heart for a long time.
Naturally, Ning Fan had no intention of paying attention to Gong Ling's grief and indignation. He looked coldly, grabbed it with his backhand, and directly activated his magical power to pull out a blood-red remnant soul crystal from Gong Lingling's body.
It was the soul power crystal condensed by the bow spirit with one billion dragon souls, which was used to warm and nourish the spirit body. Now this soul power crystal. But it belongs to Ning Fan.
Seeing that Ning Fan not only strengthened the seal restriction, but also took away the soul power crystal that nourished his spiritual body, Gong Ling became even more sad and angry, and cursed directly in Ning Fan's mind.
"If you scold me again, Ning will use you to refine the treasure and destroy your bow spirit! I think you can refine a good bow!"
Ning Fan's words fell silent, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
In this Gong Gong Ling's memory, there is a memory about the key, which has some uses for Ning Fan, so he can keep it for the time being without killing him.
But if this bow spirit really doesn't know the truth. Ning Fan would not be polite to it. He would just kill the bow spirit without giving up the key information.
Sensing Ning Fan's unabashed murderous intent, Gong Ling shuddered for no reason. Although he was sad and angry, he did not dare to curse anymore.
"seal up!"
Seeing Gong Ling's understanding, Ning Fan stopped talking nonsense with Gong Ling, temporarily sealed it, and threw it back to the Xuanyin world. He decided to build a bridge to cross the truth first, and then pry out the key information from Gong Ling's mouth.
Holding the remnant soul crystal, Ning Fan looked at the turbulent river in front of him and made a determined look.
The water flowing backwards in the True Illusion River has returned to its original state and flows eastward again.
Ning Fan crossed his legs by the Zhenhuan River, waved his hand and raised the remaining soul crystal in his hand, made a secret with his fingers, and muttered something in his mouth.
Blood-red dragon souls flew out from the residual soul crystal in confusion, and connected end to end above the True Illusion River, forming an illusory blood-red soul bridge.
With Ning Fan bending his palm and making a move, the mist of the avenue above the Phantom River immediately merged towards the Soul Bridge. The illusory soul bridge gradually turned into a blood-red stone bridge. As time passed, the blood-red color gradually turned into cyan.
Half a day later, a bluestone bridge with the faint sound of dragon roars was built over the Zhenhuan River!
At the moment when the bluestone bridge was formed, the river demon hiding at the bottom of the Zhenhuan River immediately showed a solemn expression.
"This kid actually wants to form a real bridge over the real river, and has already formed a stone bridge...Does he want to break the law of crossing the truth between heaven and earth..."
No one has ever been able to build a real bridge over a real river, not because of lack of magical power, but because the laws of heaven and earth do not allow it...
This way of heaven is the way of heaven founded by the Immortal Emperor, and this law was established by the Immortal Emperor himself.
No one can go against the will of the Immortal Emperor and build a real bridge on the real river. The river demon does not think that Ning Fan has the ability to go against the will of the Immortal Emperor.
"Since I took over the Zhenhuan River, I have seen a total of 47,941 monks trying to build a bridge over the Zhenhuan River, but all failed without exception..."
"No one can resist the will of the Immortal Emperor... No one can build a real bridge on the True Illusion River..."
"This son can physically enter the heavenly realm and make the True Illusion River flow backwards twice, which is enough to show that this person is extraordinary. In the dream world, only forty-seven people can do this kind of thing, and this son is the forty-eighth No doubt about it!"
"But it's a pity that this man's way is persistence. There is no holding bridge on the real river... His attempt to build a bridge will eventually fail... Unless this man gives up holding on to the way, he will never be able to do it in this life. Watanabe..."
"To cross the truth and cross the truth, the word "cross" originally has the meaning of giving up obsession. Only by giving up the south bank can we reach the north bank. If there is gain, there will be loss. Only by giving up can there be gain. This is the way... "
The river demon sighed slightly. He shook his head and said no more words.
Although Ning Fan used billions of dragon souls to build the stone bridge, the river demon did not believe that Ning Fan had the ability to strip away the illusion of Taoism in the stone bridge and create a real bridge.
The stone bridge is not strong. If anyone steps on it before it becomes a real bridge, the stone bridge will collapse.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with green light as he looked at the stone bridge and remained silent.
He has completed the first step of building the bridge, and the second step is to strip away the illusion of Taoism from the stone bridge.
He has opened the first gate of heaven and man. With the vision of unity between heaven and man, it is not difficult to see through the illusion of the road in the bridge.
But I want to strip away these illusions. But it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. He had just waved his hand to peel off the first ray of Dao Illusion Power, and he was immediately suppressed by the entire Heavenly Dao!
The way of heaven does not allow monks other than the Immortal Emperor to strip away the illusion of the Tao and build a real bridge.
It was as if there was a consciousness coming from the sky, suppressing Ning Fan. In just a moment, it was so shocking that Ning Fan vomited blood and retreated, and had to give up peeling off the Tao Huan.
In the center of the True Fantasy River, a purple-gold vortex suddenly appeared. In the whirlpool, I saw a flash of aurora. He shot out a heavenly purple lock, which was like lightning, and tied to Ning Fan.
The purple lock was so fast that Ning Fan had no time to dodge.
Once bound by the purple lock. Ning Fan immediately lost his mind and fell into a series of illusions.
The binding power of the purple lock comes from the whirlpool in the river.
Scenes of illusions appeared in Ning Fan's mental world, perhaps because of the scenery of those illusions in the wild wilderness. It was actually the wilderness of ancient times.
Through the power of illusion, Ning Fan seemed to have returned to the wild ancient realm in ancient times!
In that illusion, Ning Fan was no longer a human being, but a wild bull tied with a purple chain at the foot of Mount Li.
He is not the only bull tethered here, there are millions of bulls tied here!
Each wild bull is bound by a heavy purple gold chain, lingering at the foot of Lishan Mountain, unable to move even an inch.
"We, the Manniu clan, offended the robbery envoy and were exiled to the foothills of Mount Li."
"One inch of purple locks and one inch of mountains. The weight of this purple lock is comparable to the entire Li Mountain! Carrying this purple lock makes it difficult for us to move even an inch, and we will never be free in this life!"
"It is said that when the water in the Yellow River is clear, one liter of clear water can dissolve the purple lock. If a barbarian cow walks thousands of miles and reaches the Yellow River, it can break the seal of the purple lock. Unfortunately, the purple lock is too heavy and cannot be What kind of wild bull can carry a purple lock to the Yellow River..."
Countless bulls lament here, unable to resist their fate.
Only the wild bull transformed by Ning Fan had an unwavering gaze.
"I didn't expect that if I peeled off the illusion, I would be attacked by the Purple Locks of Heaven. Even my mind would be restrained. Such an illusion would appear..."
"If you go to the Yellow River and take a liter of clear water, can you dissolve the purple locks that bind your mind..."
In a daze, Ning Fan's ears rang out the wild ballad that Zhao Die'er had sung.
'Little Man Niu, don't look back and fight for freedom with the sky. I won't give up until I see the Yellow River, but the water in the Yellow River is unclear...'
Maybe even if you walk thousands of miles to the banks of the Yellow River, you still won't be able to get a liter of clean water from the turbid Yellow River, dissolve the purple locks, and gain freedom...
But if you don't give it a try, there is even less hope of freedom...
"Where is the Yellow River?" Ning Fan asked the other bulls.
Upon hearing that Ning Fan was trying to climb to the Yellow River with a purple lock on his back, many bulls immediately laughed and did not think that Ning Fan had the strength to go to the Yellow River.
Only an old bull told Ning Fan the direction of the Yellow River, but he didn't think Ning Fan could reach the Yellow River.
The purple locks on Ning Fan's body were so heavy that even a monk in the middle stage of Duzhen could not move even half a step if he was pressed by the purple locks.
Unfortunately, Ning Fan's strength was already higher than the middle stage of Duzhen. Although it was difficult to move, he still took the first step with difficulty!
Although the pace is slow, it is heading northward towards the Yellow River step by step!
"Why, why can this bull be able to withstand the weight of the purple lock!"
"Is he going to the Yellow River? If he can get a liter of clear water from the Yellow River, he can dissolve the purple locks and gain freedom!"
"He actually hopes to be free! Why can he do it but we can't!"
Except for Ning Fan, no bull can bear the weight of the purple lock.
On the top of Mount Li, an old man with scarlet eyes in the early stage of Duzhen suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of surprise.
"There are actually bulls that can withstand the power of robbery locks..."
That surprise then turned into murderous intent.
The old man grinned, showing his white teeth. He was the messenger of disaster from heaven and earth. Once he had sent down the punishment from heaven, he would not allow anyone to escape the punishment!
"Does this cow want to go to the Yellow River? Unfortunately, I won't give it the chance to go to the Yellow River!"
The old man suddenly stood up and waved his palm, and the power of black and red thoughts of calamity condensed into a black and red thunder in his palm.
"Heavenly calamity, fall!"
That black and red thunder is the real heavenly tribulation, which is completely different from the heavenly tribulation in the world of cultivation in later generations!
The old man waved his hand and used the thunderbolt. The sky in Lishan was immediately filled with black and red calamity clouds. The calamity thunder rolled down and fell in the direction of Ning Fan.
That tribulation thunder is enough to easily kill an early stage cultivator of Du Zhen!
Before the tribulation thunder struck Ning Fan, it was suddenly suppressed by an angry bull roar that shot up into the sky, and the thunder and light were destroyed!
The barbarian bull transformed by Ning Fan glared at the tribulation thunder in the sky. The tribulation blood in his body was mobilized, and the tribulation power on his body was actually stronger than the tribulation thunder.
With just one look, the tribulation clouds between heaven and earth immediately collapsed. Ning Fan turned back and looked at Lishan. With just one look, the old man who was in the early stage of transcending the true realm immediately vomited blood and retreated with fear in his eyes!
"Impossible! How could a low-class barbarian have a Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit born!"
"Don't mess with it! The strength of this wild bull is far greater than that of me. If you mess with this bull again, I will definitely die!" (To be continued.)
