Being frightened by Ning Fan's magical power, how could the old man dare to attack Ning Fan again?
Not only did he not dare to take action, the old man even showed fear. He immediately flew up from the top of Mount Li, landed in front of Ning Fan, half-knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Ning Fan three times and nine times.
"Fan Lianyun, the robbery envoy of the Fan family, did not know the identity of Lord Jie in the upper world, so he made an unprovoked attack and hit Lord Jie. Please forgive me, Lord Jie!"
Even if Ning Fan's image at the moment is just a wild bull, the old man who is the calamity messenger does not dare to offend Ning Fan in the slightest.
Ning Fan's strength frightened him, but what frightened him even more was Ning Fan's identity as Tai Cang Jie Ling...
In Fan Lianyun's eyes, Ning Fan, who possesses the calamity blood, is the Tai Cang Calamity Spirit, an existence that he cannot afford to offend no matter what!
"The Fan Family Tribulation Envoy...the Tribulation Lord of the Upper Realm..."
Ning Fan thought about the message in the old man's words.
He was pulled into the illusion of his mind by the Purple Lock of Heaven. The people and things in the illusion were all deductions and illusions of the ancient wilderness by Heaven, and they did not really exist.
This old man named Fan Lianyun should be an ancient monk from the ancient wilderness...
Everything in front of me is an illusion. Although it is an illusion, it contains some ancient secrets...
"What is the Lord of Tribulation in the Upper Realm? What is the Fan family? What is the Tribulation Envoy?" Ning Fan asked expressionlessly, trying to get some ancient secrets from Fan Lianyun.
"Think of it, Jie Zun has just awakened the Tribulation Blood not long ago, so he must still have a lot of confusion about the things in the wilderness. In the wilderness, any creature that awakens the Tribulation Blood is a Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit. Once it ascends to the upper world, it will be the Jie Zun of the Upper Realm. Fan The family is the largest clan in the wilderness. They follow the orders of the Lord of Tribulation in the upper realm and rule the wilderness. The creatures of the wilderness are born as slaves. We, the Fan family monks, are all the envoys of the lower realm. We practice the art of Tribulation and are responsible for raising the barbarian slaves. Shi Tribulation and punishment... I, the head of the Fan family, am the Barbarian Ancestor. I have been practicing the Tribulation Technique for millions of years. I think it won’t be long before I can cultivate the Tribulation Blood and become an Upper Realm Tribulation Lord!" Fan Lianyun respectfully said. replied.
Ning Fan was silent for a moment, his mind racing.
"The ancient wilderness was once the place where the tribulation spirit of the upper realm Tai Cang raised barbarian slaves... No wonder this ancient wilderness is always related to tribulation. It is paradoxical..."
"The head of the Fan family is the Barbarian Ancestor. In the "Barbarian Ancestor Sutra", every sentence advises the barbarians to be submissive and submissive. I think it is just to rob Tai Cang of the spirit and raise a group of docile barbarian slaves..."
"Today's ancient wilderness, there are no calamity messengers, and there is no Fan family... But why is all this..."
Ning Fan turned his head and wanted to ask Fan Lianyun some more questions. However, Fan Lianyun's phantom body suddenly dispersed little by little and turned into light spots and disappeared...
Heaven created the illusion of ancient wildness just to imprison Ning Fan's mind and prevent Ning Fan from peeling off the illusion of stone bridge, but it did not want Ning Fan to know too many ancient secrets.
This may not be a kind of protection provided by heaven to the younger generation of monks... There are some ancient secrets. Those who have not mastered the true knowledge must die. Without the corresponding strength, they are not qualified to know at all.
From now on, it is difficult for Ning Fan to find out ancient secrets from the illusion. Any ancient creature he asks for the secret will lose their phantom body...
"That's all, let's go north to the Yellow River first and use the water of the Yellow River to dissolve the purple locks!"
"As soon as the purple locks dissolve, I can escape from the illusion in my mind..."
Ning Fan buried the bull's head and headed north step by step, carrying the Purple Lock of Heaven's Path as heavy as Mount Li.
At his slow speed, he could only travel half a mile in a day, and less than 200 miles in a year.
From Lishan to the Yellow River. There is a distance of thousands of miles, and with Ning Fan's body of a wild bull, carrying the weight of a purple lock, he doesn't know how many years and months he will have to travel.
Ning Fan could feel that although the sun and moon changed and time passed in the illusion, the outside world only passed for a moment...
The sun is scorching in the sky, and he is moving forward; the north wind is howling, and he is moving forward; day and night change, but his pace never stops.
Only a moment passed in the outside world, but Ning Fan was in an illusion, and fifty years passed!
After fifty years of trekking, Ning Fan finally came to the Yellow River. He frowned and said nothing while looking at the river, which was as muddy as mud and as fast as a dragon.
It is said that if one liter of water is taken from the Yellow River, the purple lock of heaven can be dissolved. However, there is no clear water to draw from in this big river with countless sediments...
A green light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes. The reason for the turbidity of the Yellow River seemed to be not only due to the sediment.
The river water seems to contain a kind of will that pollutes the common people. It is with the will that the mud and sand will be attracted, making the Yellow River water dirty...
"Huh? Hexia Youxiu..."
Ning Fan's eyes flashed, the ox's hooves were raised high, and he stepped down hard.
With his strength, a single stampede of a bull could turn millions of miles of mountains and rivers into ruins. However, the water of the Yellow River, protected by that will, actually canceled out the power of Ning Fan's step.
This step only changed the course of the Yellow River...
"Underwater Cultivator, come out and see me!" Ning Fan said in a deep voice.
In the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the Yellow River, a wild dragon that was practicing hard in seclusion was shocked to hear that the Yellow River had changed its course. It immediately broke out of the water and transformed into an old man with a white beard. He landed in front of Ning Fan. He had the cultivation level of the middle stage of Duzhen.
He is also a Fan family robbery envoy, and his duty is to guard the Yellow River.
There was anger burning in his eyes. He was angry that a wild creature stepped on the Yellow River and changed its course!
But when the white-bearded old man discovered that the one who had taken action was Ning Fan, he was immediately shocked and showed a look of fear.
From Ning Fan, the white-bearded old man felt a sense of oppression that was on the verge of suffocation. That pressure comes from the calamity blood in Ning Fan's body!
"This wild bull is actually the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit!"
The white-bearded old man swallowed his saliva and knelt on the ground in fear, not daring to meet Ning Fan's eyes.
"Fan Yuqi, the robbery envoy of the Fan family, has met Lord Jie in the upper realm! I wonder what orders Lord Jie gave when he summoned this villain!"
"I ask you, how can we make the Yellow River clear?"
"Uh... Master Jie Zun, do you want to take the clear water from the Yellow River and dissolve the prison chains?" The white-bearded old man was slightly startled, and then said with a bitter smile,
"If Master Jie Zun is here for this matter, I have to tell you bad news. Clear water is useless...and the water of the Yellow River will never be clear..."
"Why?"
"Because this Yellow River was transformed by that gentleman's thought of calamity. It has a filthy will. The will is immortal and the Yellow River is unclear..."
As soon as he mentioned 'that lord', Fan Yuqi's face immediately became frightened. Fortunately, this was just an illusion. Otherwise, given his cultivation level, he would have thought about that lord. They will all die directly...
Ning Fan's eyes suddenly changed. It made people dare not even think about it. Besides the Lord of Tribulation, who else could...
In the river. He has the will of the Lord of Calamity to pollute everything.
The purple lock of heaven on Ning Fan's body also contains the will of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor...
"Actually, it is not true that there is no clear water in the Yellow River. It is said that at the source of the Yellow River, there is water as clear as a mirror... But the road there is extremely far. Even if I fly with all my strength, it will take several months to reach the source of the Yellow River. Tribulation I am now wearing a heavy chain, and if I want to go there, I am afraid I will never be able to reach it... And it is said that at the source of the Yellow River, the will of the master left behind is so strong that no living thing can get close to the water source..." the white-bearded old man added.
Ning Fan remained silent for a while, dismissed the white-bearded old man, and walked along the Yellow River alone. Step by step, go back to the source.
The water source of the Yellow River is extremely far away, and it would take several months to reach it even if the monks in the middle stage of Duzhen fly away with all their strength.
If it were Ning Fan who was carrying the Purple Lock, it would be impossible to reach the water source without millions of years.
Fortunately, this place is an illusion. Even if we spend millions of years in the illusion, the outside world will only last for a moment.
Here, Ning Fan doesn't have to worry about time consumption, but he can't practice in the illusion.
He buried the bull's head. Taking heavy steps, we walked up the river.
In one year, he can only travel two hundred miles.
In a hundred years, he can only travel 20,000 miles.
Thousands of years of journey. It’s only a distance of two million miles.
Ning Fan forgot how long he had walked, how much blood and sweat he had left behind, and how much time he had gone through.
The passage of time in the illusion is meaningless for improving one's cultivation.
After traveling alone for a hundred thousand years, Ning Fan still had not seen the source of the Yellow River.
After millions of years of asceticism, Ning Fan still has not seen the source of the Yellow River.
Five million years later. In front of Ning Fan's eyes, a large snow-capped mountain finally appeared.
The source of the Yellow River water is in the snow valley surrounded by snow mountains!
Outside the snow valley, there is a strong will that does not allow anyone to enter the snow valley to find the source of the Yellow River water.
The former Ning Fan would definitely not be able to compete with such a powerful will.
But in the illusion, Ning Fan turned into a wild bull, carrying heavy chains and trudging for five million years.
Five million years of hard work did not bring any improvement to Ning Fan's cultivation, but it continued to temper Ning Fan's perseverance.
He used his horns to hit the invisible barrier of will outside the snow valley.
His steps were slower and his walking was more difficult. At the same time, he was suppressed by the will of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor and Lord of Tribulations. He even found it difficult to breathe.
However, his steps still continued, and the obsession in his eyes was indestructible after five million years of asceticism!
"I want to enter the valley!"
With the power of will of two peerless experts, Ning Fan stepped on the knee-deep snow, gritted his teeth and stubbornly walked into the snow valley!
When you enter, you will see a freezing glacial lake. This glacial lake is the source of the Yellow River!
The water in this ice lake was crystal clear, but the coldness of the lake made Ning Fan shiver uncontrollably.
But when Ning Fan approached the lake and approached the water, he showed a shocked expression.
In the middle of the glacial lake, he saw a tree, a tree of ice rooted at the bottom of the glacial lake!
The ice tree looks like a bodhi tree, but it's not the same. The branches are covered with six-edged white flowers, with a cold fragrance.
Just smelling the fragrance of some white flowers, the heavenly green energy in Ning Fan's body actually increased a little!
The cultivation of the unity of heaven and man... has improved!
This growth is false, an illusion in the illusion. If we leave the illusion, the green energy of heaven and humans will still be as much as before, and there will be no increase.
Even so, Ning Fan was also secretly shocked. He secretly guessed that this ice tree was probably the great opportunity that Que Shenzi mentioned that day...an opportunity that could improve the cultivation of heaven and humans!
Unexpectedly, Ning Fan could transform into a bull in the illusion and meet this tree...
"Huh? The barbarian bull in the lower realm can actually withstand the will of the Lord of Tribulation and come to the dust tree..."
A somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar female voice suddenly came from behind Ning Fan.
There was an indifference in that voice, but it was not hostile.
Ning Fan's mind skipped a beat for no reason, he turned his head and looked towards the speaker.
But I saw a woman in a red dress appearing on the snow-covered snow beside the ice lake. I don’t know when.
The woman's aura was extremely strong, a little stronger than Xiang Jiezi's, and there was a roar of red thunder on her body!
The woman's eyes were blood red, her lips were also blood red, and she was wearing a red dress. Standing in the snow, it looks like a gorgeous red plum.
The woman's appearance is very similar to that of Hong Yi, but she seems to be a little different...
"Huh? There is tribulation blood in your body... Are you also a Tai Cang tribulation spirit?"
Only then did the woman in red notice that Ning Fan had robbery blood in his body, and she couldn't help but show interest.
"Interesting... I didn't expect that besides me, there is also the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit who wants to betray the Tribulation Lord and steal the dust flowers... You little calf, it's very interesting..."
The woman in red approached Ning Fan. He stretched out his cold and smooth palms and stroked Ning Fan's spine.
Ning Fan looked at the woman in red in disbelief. The woman's appearance gradually coincided with the one in red in Ning Fan's mind...
"Are you in red?!"
"Hongyi? No, I am not Hongyi, I am Hongyaksha...but the name Hongyi is not bad..."
The woman in red smiled coquettishly, her toes touched the snow, and she looked like a red butterfly, landing lightly under the ice tree in the middle of the lake.
"The nourishment of the dust tree. It is the fate of all living beings; the dust flower blooms once every five million years, and falls after three moments of blooming... I am about to open the second gate of heaven and humanity. I need this flower, but I'm afraid I can't give it to you, Xiaoman ox..."
"Speaking of which, even if these dust flowers are given to you, you can't take them away... You have never followed the Lord of Tribulation, and you don't know that picking dust flowers requires special immortal skills... You don't understand this immortal skills. It is impossible to pluck dust flowers from dust trees..."
"The dust flowers belong to me, and all the water in the ice lake belongs to you...Originally, I would have taken away all the lake water, but looking at your appearance, it seems that you really need the lake water to dissolve the lock... So I will give it to you. ”
The woman in red finished speaking. Without glancing at Ning Fan, he used the power of his calamity thoughts with his bare hands to create mysterious finger gestures one after another.
After performing hundreds of finger pinches, the woman in red carefully reached out her hand, picked off the six-edged white flowers, and took them into her mouth.
After taking all the white flowers. The woman in red giggled and flew away.
But before leaving, the woman in red still glanced at Ning Fan with interest. She was very interested in this little bull who broke into the snow valley...
The woman in red left, but she didn't know that Ning Fan remembered her tips for picking the dust flowers.
If Ning Fan really follows the Bird God Son to search for dust trees and pick dust flowers in the future, he will definitely use these tips.
"She is not Hong Yi, she is Hong Yaksha... Hong Yaksha, the innate thunder spirit I killed that day once said that I was the slave of Hong Yaksha. He once said that Hong Yaksha and I were both Tai Cang tribulation spirits. The traitor..."
"Could it be that what I just saw was the scene where Hong Yaksha betrayed Tai Cang Jie Ling..."
"Red Yaksha...she must have some kind of relationship with Hongyi..."
The woman in red left, but Ning Fan suddenly jumped into the ice lake.
The lake water was bitingly cold, as if needles were pricking it, making Ning Fan shiver uncontrollably.
In this icy lake, there is the will power left by the Lord of Calamity Thought, which turns into ice and erodes Ning Fan's Taoist heart.
Fortunately, Ning Fan still bears the will of the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou. At this moment, the two wills began to clash and collide with each other.
The will in the ice lake was constantly weakened, and the purple-locked will on Ning Fan's back was also weakening little by little.
After an unknown amount of time, the purple locks on Ning Fan's back completely melted and collapsed, and the will in the ice lake also completely dissipated...
At the moment when Zi Suo collapsed, Ning Fan returned to his mind, escaped from the illusion, and opened his eyes from the True Illusion River.
The purple locks of heaven that bound him collapsed without warning, and the water of the True Illusion River flowed backwards at this moment!
The will of the Immortal Emperor left in the river was disrupted by Ning Fan's move to break the lock at this moment!
The power of will that suppressed Ning Fan immediately relaxed. Ning Fan seized the opportunity, a green light flashed in his eyes, and without saying a word, he began to peel off the stone bridge's magic.
The process of peeling off lasted for a whole day. After one day, Ning Fan peeled off one third of the stone bridge. One-third of the stone bridge turned into a real bridge!
One day passed, the will of the Zhenhuan River had returned to its original state, and the pressure as heavy as a mountain once again pressed on Ning Fan, not allowing Ning Fan to continue to peel off the Dao Huan.
"This boy actually made one-third of the real bridge!"
Under the Zhenhuan River, the river demon's eyes were shocked. It was the first time in his life that he saw someone able to build a third of the real bridge on the Zhenhuan River!
He originally didn't believe that anyone could build a bridge on the Zhenhuan River, but at this moment, he had a little confidence in Ning Fan's move to build a bridge.
"This boy may be able to set a precedent in the fantasy world and build a real bridge on the real fantasy river..."
The water of the Zhenhuan River has returned to its original state, and a second purple-gold vortex slowly appeared in the center of the river.
In the whirlpool, a purple gold palm print suddenly flew out. Chao Ningfan took several photos.
The power of the palm print's strike is infinitely close to that of Shekong's strike!
And in that palm seal, there is an overriding will that cannot be violated by anyone.
It is naturally difficult for an ordinary monk to defeat the palm seal. It is even more difficult to defeat the will in the palm print.
But Ning Fan went through five million years of asceticism in the illusion, and continued for five million years, doing the same stupid thing... His will has become indestructible.
And with his strength, he wanted to block Shekong's palm print. Not impossible!
"Yu Yin Yang, unblock!"
"Battle Yin and Yang, unblock!"
Ning Fan made a hand seal with his ten fingers, and in an instant, his momentum reached the peak of the Realm of Realization!
The initial cultivation of Rain Yin and Yang gave Ning Fan the ability to control the rain of heaven and earth.
The preliminary cultivation of Zhan Yin and Yang gave Ning Fan the ability to control the war intention of heaven and earth.
At the moment when Ning Fan unsealed Zhan Yin Yang, the river demon's expression suddenly changed, and he clearly felt that some power in his body disappeared out of thin air. Upon closer inspection, it was not found that it had lost any power.
He didn't know. The disappearing power, called fighting spirit, was taken away by Ning Fan.
This is a weakening of the will level! Of course he doesn't understand!
In that palm seal, there was originally the power of will left by the Immortal Emperor, but as Ning Fan unsealed the battle with Yin and Yang, the power of will in the palm seal was also weakened.
Ning Fan turned his hand and slapped it towards the purple gold palm print.
Under the impact of the palm prints, Ning Fan immediately flew out like a kite with broken strings, vomiting blood. As for the purple gold palm print, it completely collapsed!
The palm print was broken. Immediately, a billowing phantom mist rolled towards Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's expression changed slightly, and he tried to avoid these phantom fogs, but he was still a step too slow as these phantom fogs invaded his mind.
"Second Fantasy!"
In the mist. There was a voice as indifferent as the Tao, which was the voice of the Tao of Heaven itself.
The moment the voice fell, Ning Fan lost his mind again and was trapped in the illusion of his mind.
The place you enter is still the ancient wild world, but this time. Ning Fan is not a bull, but a fish.
He is a barbarian fish, a barbarian fish raised in Tai Cang Tribulation Pond.
In the Tribulation Pond, there was not only his one barbarian fish, but also thousands of barbarian fish, all with purple-gold fish scales.
The Jie Po Pond was heavily restricted and no barbarian fish was allowed to escape from the Jie Po Pond.
By the side of the Tribulation Pond, a dozen or so Tribulation Envoy monks are guarding the Tribulation Pond, each of them has a cultivation level above that of Du Zhen.
"Haha, the Manyu clan is so brave. They dare to offend the Lord Jie in the upper realm. I'm afraid they won't live long."
"The Tribulation Pond Formation kills thousands of wild fish every day and sacrifices the fish souls to Lord Jie in the upper realm for enjoyment... It is said that the souls of wild fish are extremely delicious delicacies. Unfortunately, our status is too low and we have no chance to enjoy them. ..”
The words of those tribulation envoy monks were heard by countless barbaric fish with dull expressions when they entered the tribulation pond.
The barbarian fish in the calamity pond have already succumbed to their fate and have forgotten how to resist.
The Jie Pond Formation kills thousands of wild fish every day. Although there are many wild fish in this pond, they will all be wiped out one day.
If you want to survive, you can only escape from the Tribulation Pond Formation. Many barbarian fish have tried to escape from the formation, but no barbarian fish can smash the light of the formation.
All the barbarian fish that tried to escape have died... Now, no barbarian fish dare to escape against their fate, and all of them are just hanging on.
The barbarian fish transformed by Ning Fan was also imprisoned in the Tribulation Pond. Unlike other barbarian fish, Ning Fan was naturally not willing to bow down and wait for death in this Tribulation Pond.
Although the transformation into a wild fish is an illusion, if the fish body dies in the illusion, Ning Fan's body will also be affected.
Ning Fan tried it, but once he entered this illusion, he could not escape. If you want your mind to return, you must escape from the blood pool...
"Are you trapped by the illusion again? The last time I was trapped by the purple lock, I broke away from the purple lock, disrupted the will of the real phantom river, and took the opportunity to peel off one third of the illusion. This time, if I get out of trouble again , it is impossible to disrupt the will of the river again..."
"What imprisons my mind is this great formation of calamity pools. If I break this formation, I can escape!" (To be continued.)
