In the space of the copper tower, Ning Fan found a place to retreat to stabilize his blood cultivation. This retreat lasted for nine years.
During the nine years, Miaoyan often came to Ning Fan's retreat place to ask about Ning Fan's current situation, and was very concerned about Ning Fan who suddenly retreated into retreat.
Nine years were enough time for Miaoyan to figure out something, that is, Ning Fan was not the master she imagined to be able to compete with the Saint.
When Miaoyan met again, Ning Fan had put on his ghost mask again. Even so, Miaoyan still saw some clues from his daily interactions.
During the nine years of stabilizing his calamity blood cultivation, Ning Fan's aura fluctuated up and down. When it was high, it was even comparable to the Immortal Lord of the first calamity in all eternity. When it was low, it seemed like he was just a junior in the middle stage of transcending the truth... This is really weird.
Miaoyan couldn't figure out Ning Fan's true cultivation level, but he could see that no matter how high Ning Fan's cultivation level was, it could not be higher than the first calamity of eternity. At most, he was only a one-calamity immortal...
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Zhao's true cultivation level is the same as mine? It's just the first calamity in all eternity... If that's true, how did he kill thousands of ancient corpses of immortals with one sword? Did he use some kind of secret technique? In the world of cultivation , is there such a secret technique to defeat one against ten thousand..."
Can’t figure it out…
However, Miaoyan didn't ask too much. Everyone has their own secrets. Ning Fan saved her several times, but she would not deliberately inquire about Ning Fan's secrets.
Calculating it carefully, ten years have passed since the two of them followed the eyeball monster into the copper tower space.
And this copper tower space could only last for ten years. Not long after Ning Fan came out of seclusion, the entire copper tower space showed signs of collapse.
"You brat, you're finally out of seclusion! Huh? Your breath seems to have improved a lot..."
"In that case, let's change to a copper tower, and I will help you complete the final step of bloodline fusion!"
But with a flash of gray light, the eyeball monster appeared in front of Ning Fan. He looked at Ning Fan for a long time, and finally took Ning Fan and Miao Yan away from the copper tower space and returned to the outside world of the tower forest.
Not long after everyone came out of the tower, a clicking sound came. The previous copper tower ran out of power. Countless cracks appeared, and the space inside was completely destroyed at this moment, making it impossible to enter it anymore.
The copper tower that seals the years. If the years are used up, will it be destroyed... Ning Fan thought to himself.
After destroying one tower, there are still 20 copper towers that have been sealed here.
This time, the eyeball monster brought Ning Fan and Miaoyan. Arriving in front of a ten-story copper pagoda, Ning Fan glanced at it. On the door of the copper pagoda, there was a line of sacred script engraved on it.
"This tower is sealed for hundreds of years."
The nine-story copper tower seals ten years, and the tenth floor seals a hundred years.
The handwriting still had the domineering intention to look down on the world, but this time, Ning Fan had become a savage god. Looking at the words again, there is no fear of the shocking coercion between the lines.
He is already a barbarian god, with the power of thirty-six punishment mountains. Now, he can easily suppress most of the second-step barbarian cultivators with the power of punishment alone. Although the threat of punishment cannot harm races other than barbarian cultivators, it still has a strong resistance to external pressure and shock.
Perhaps, this line of writing is really left by the mourning emperor who looked down upon the world, but as long as this pressure is still limited to the second step, it will not frighten Ning Fan in the slightest!
The eyeball monster took Ning Fan with him. Entered the century-old copper tower. In the past ten years, Miaoyan's injuries in the Bronze Pagoda still hadn't healed, so he found a place to retreat on his own to heal.
Ning Fan was different. He was taken to a desolate desert in the copper tower space by the eyeball monster.
Above the desert. The solitary smoke soars into the sky, and there are scattered pyramids scattered on the desert. Outside those pyramids, there are many ancient sphinx statues.
This scene seemed familiar to Ning Fan. I vaguely seem to have seen it somewhere.
Yes, I saw it during the Senluo Catastrophe. It was the scenery of the Quicksand Star Territory.
Ning Fan still remembers that he once felt a trace of the Great Path of Time in the Quicksand Star Territory, which is the power to control time.
He was still there, refining a fragment of the Yin Fusion Pearl. I remember it was the tenth Yin Fusion Pearl, the strongest one among the ten Yin Fusion Pearls...
Different from the Quicksand Star Territory, the pyramids here are empty and do not exist within temples.
"The power of time here is very strong... This place was not originally a desert... It is the power of the Tao of time that has changed the landscape of this place..." Ning Fan said to himself, closing his eyes slightly, he could feel the Tao of the mountains and seas here. breathe.
The Tao can also breathe, and everything is alive... This is the world in the eyes of barbarians.
Closing his eyes, Ning Fan seemed to be able to see the changes in the landforms of this land. Once upon a time, this land had mountains and seas.
Once upon a time, there was a powerful monk who understood the law of time in this land. When he had a slight understanding, the sea turned into mulberry fields, and the earth turned into quicksand on his fingertips with his thought...
Who is that powerful monk? It is impossible to know for sure, maybe it is really the Mourning Emperor mentioned by the eyeball monster.
"Okay, okay, what's there to see in a bare desert? Stop looking, let's get down to business. Come out, little archway!"
The eyeball monster swept out a gray light. After the gray light receded, a huge stone archway with a height of 700 feet appeared out of thin air on the desert here. It had four pillars and three doors. It was like the texture of white marble in the world. It was round and jade-like, but it was... Unlike ordinary stones, the immortal energy is compelling.
In the world of cultivation, archways are very common. Some large sects like to build such an archway outside the mountain gate, which has the effect of suppressing the aura of the sect.
Even in the mortal world, outside of many mausoleums and temples, you can often see this kind of building.
The archway in front of me is not like an ordinary sect's archway. There is a faint innate power emanating from it.
A mere stone archway is actually an innate magic weapon! The fortune of this eyed monster is indeed very rich, and it turns out that the little iron cage is more than just an innate magic weapon.
It's just that the name is really ugly...it's a small iron cage, it's a small archway, these are all bad names...
"Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, Dui..." The eyeball monster chanted the hexagram formula in his mouth, and bursts of precious light lit up above the stone archway.
The precious light spread far enough to cover the entire copper tower space.
As a result, the spiritual energy in the entire copper tower space was forcibly gathered by the stone archway. The effect was more domineering than any other spirit gathering array.
"This treasure can plunder the spiritual energy from ten directions and use it for my own use. If you establish a sect and then place this treasure within the sect, the effect of meditation practice by the disciples in the sect will definitely be increased by more than ten times, hehe. This magic weapon Not bad." The eyeball monster proudly showed off.
It's indeed good, but it's not very useful... Ning Fan thought to himself.
In the world of cultivation, there are not many people who are willing to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice honestly. Just a low-level monk. If those high-level monks only practice hard in seclusion, it would be difficult for them to improve to a small level in thousands of years. Only by relying on external resources can they quickly improve their cultivation.
Of course, this does not mean that meditation and ascetic practices are unimportant. Want to compete for opportunities in the world of cultivation. Naturally, there will be great risks. There are many powerful monks who are willing to spend millions of years in seclusion and hard training. If you have this treasure in hand, millions of years of hard work can be accomplished in only one hundred thousand years. This thing is not completely useless.
Naturally, if Ning Fan established a certain force, this object would be more useful, as it could bless all the disciples of the sect and speed up their cultivation. Hmm...if this thing were placed in the Xuanyin Realm. If used by the cauldrons, their cultivation should skyrocket...
In the past, the improvement of the cultivation level of the cauldrons was not of great benefit to Ning Fan, but now...
Ning Fan took an inner look at the reverse relic in his dantian, and an undetectable flash of light flashed in his eyes. This stone archway may also be of great use...
"Okay, I have gathered the spiritual energy from ten directions to fuse the four bloodlines for you. It shouldn't be difficult."
The eyeball monster confidently deployed its magical powers. The entire desert was suddenly shrouded in gray light, making it difficult to see what was happening in it.
Time passes little by little, and one day passes. Two days passed... In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
The gray light on the desert gradually dissipated. It had only been a month, and the Eyeball Monster actually looked very worn out. His expression was no longer as confident as before, and he was full of despair.
"It can't be fused! It can't be fused at all! It's so difficult! No, no, no. Your blood robbery is too overbearing..."
"Let me take a break and let's try again!"
The eyeball monster rested for several days before returning to its peak state. He once again deployed his magical power, causing gray light to cover the earth. In the blink of an eye, three months passed.
"Failed again! I still don't believe it, let's try again!"
Six months have passed…
"Still unable to fuse! Try again!"
Three years have passed…
"His grandma, Luan Gu is a liar. Didn't he say that fusing blood is easy? Why is it so difficult!"
After countless attempts to fuse the bloodline failed, the eyeball monster finally went berserk and began to curse Luan Gu.
The eyeball monster has met Emperor Luan Gu, and even heard about Luan Gu's past of integrating the three bloodlines of ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons.
Luan Gu's process of merging bloodlines was not difficult, which made the eyeball monster mistakenly believe that it would not be too difficult for Ning Fan to fuse the four bloodlines.
Unfortunately, he completely misjudged the difficulty of Ning Fan integrating the four bloodlines!
There are only three bloodlines: Ancient God, Ancient Demon, and Ancient Demon. If Ningfan only has these three bloodlines, it is not difficult to integrate them. After all, the power of these three races comes from the same source, and they are all the power of the world against the world.
However, Ning Fan has the power of the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit in his body. This is a power belonging to the world of mortals, and is incompatible with the power of the Nichen world!
"His grandma's, let's try again..."
The eyeball monster wanted to pull Ning Fan and fuse the blood again, but Ning Fan refused with a wry smile.
"No need, I have already seen some of the reasons why the bloodline cannot be fused. With the current situation of my bloodline, I am afraid that if I try again a thousand or ten thousand times, the result will be the same and it will still fail. Now, it is not fusion yet. The timing of the four bloodlines…”
In the end, the eyeball monster reluctantly left, looking for a place to retreat and recuperate to replenish the energy consumed in the past few years.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged in the desert, looking at the four blood vessels in his body with a rather solemn expression.
For the descendants of Luan Gu, integrating bloodlines is extremely important. There will be some repulsion and restraint between different bloodlines.
The four bloodlines are like four countries united in an alliance. They are united in name, but they are not united in the end. Only true unification can they exert their greatest strength.
If the four bloodlines can be fused, Ning Fan will no longer be a god cultivator, a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator, or a calamity cultivator. There will only be one cultivation level in his body that encompasses the bloodlines of the four clans. His strength can be greatly improved.
Unfortunately, even with the help of the eyeball monster, the bloodline fusion still failed.
"There are three reasons why the four bloodlines cannot be integrated. One is the power of the two realms, the Chen Realm and the Counter-Chen Realm. There are huge barriers between each other, making it difficult to coexist. If you want to break this barrier, you must use some external forces..."
Something like the fruit of returning to ancient times suddenly appeared in Ning Fan's mind.
This is not the first time he has heard that this object has the magical effect of fusing blood, even for monks who have not practiced Yin and Yang transformation. This fruit can also be used to fuse multiple bloodlines.
If we can find some ancient fruits, we may be able to break the barrier between the blood of gods and demons and the blood of calamity.
"Secondly, the three bloodlines of gods, monsters and demons are too weak, while the calamity bloodline is too strong. I am afraid that only by achieving a balance of power between the four bloodlines can the fusion be completed..."
The calamity blood is already very strong. Next, you need to concentrate on cultivating the blood of the three clans of gods, demons and demons.
"Thirdly, I haven't seen clearly the essence of the bloodlines of the four races. The difference in the bloodlines of the four races is, in the final analysis, the difference in Tao. Gods cultivate their hearts, demons cultivate their spirits, and demons cultivate their blood. Heart, spirit, and blood are all It’s just an appearance, but the real difference is that there are differences in the views on Tao... And Jie Ling’s understanding of Tao is very different from that of the three tribes of gods, demons and demons..."
At different angles. The world he saw was also different. This was something Ning Fan only understood after he learned the Mountain and Sea Curse.
There is still a long way to go to merge the bloodlines of the four races, but there is no need to rush. With Ning Fan's current magical power, he is quite sure of killing Yin Mo. Of course, it would be great if the cultivation level could be improved to a higher level.
Ning Fan has a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can improve his cultivation, but it takes a lot of time to devour and refine them.
He cultivated the yin and yang of rain. Fighting Yin and Yang, but has not yet completed the last step of Chaoshuan Jue training: completely swallowing and absorbing the power of these two great Yin and Yang, making a great improvement in cultivation.
Now there is the Time Seal Tower. With enough time, all the cultivation that could not be completed before can be completed one by one.
Unfortunately, before Ning Fan started his cultivation process, Zhu Gong's chattering words came into his mind.
"Master, let me out. I can't bear it anymore. I want to take revenge on that eyeball monster!"
"Master, my wise master, your little Gong is being bullied, how can you remain indifferent. That eyeball monster is not bullying me, it is slapping you in the face!"
"It hits the master in the face, just like hitting Xiao Gong in the face. I can't bear it, I simply can't bear it! Xiao Gong is brave enough to ask the master for a fight. He must repair the damn eyeball monster and make the master angry!"
You want to make yourself angry... Ning Fan shook his head.
He originally wanted to punish Zhu Gong and shut him up, but then he thought about it and it seemed good to let Zhu Gong suffer some losses from the eyeball monster. This Zhu Gong really needed repairs.
"Are you sure you want to fight that eyeball monster?"
Ning Fan bent his palm, took out the candle bow in his hand, and asked meaningfully.
"Definitely, very sure! A mere broken eyeball dared to put me in the smelting furnace and almost smelted me... Huh, damn eyeball! My wise and great master, please give Xiao Gong a chance to avenge his shame!" Zhu Gong He said angrily.
"That's all, if you want to go, just go, I won't stop you." Ning Fan released his palm.
"Thank you, Master, for your kindness! Master, you are so kind to me. You are even willing to agree to such an unreasonable request. I betrayed you in the past. Xiao Gong is really blinded by lard, and his eyes are blinded. Hehe, Xiao Gong will go find that eyeball now. Weird bad luck, please wait for my good news, Master!"
Zhu Gong was overjoyed. As Ning Fan let go of his hand, it turned into a stream of light and flew away fiercely in the distance to find trouble with the eyeball monster.
This Zhu Gong is also stupid. He doesn't know that the eyeball monster has the cultivation level of the Seven Tribulations Immortal Emperor. With its strength, coming to provoke is simply seeking death...
He will probably be taught a hard lesson...and maybe he will behave a little better after that.
As Zhu Gong left, the place became quiet again. Ning Fan closed his eyes, and a layer of moist rain gradually appeared around his body.
Gradually, the entire desert was covered with dark clouds, and soon, drizzle fell continuously.
The rain star between Ning Fan's eyebrows shone with a strange light, and at this moment, it actually unsealed on its own.
Since Ning Fan cultivated Yu Yin and Yang, once the seal was released, his cultivation level would skyrocket.
Luan Gu once said that if you have the strength in the late stage of Duzhen, you can completely absorb and refine the power of Yu Yinyang, and your cultivation level will skyrocket to the peak of Duzhen. At that time, Yu Yin Yang will not have to unblock it again and again, but will directly transform into Ning Fan's cultivation.
Today's Ning Fan, although not a late stage cultivator of Du Zhen, is a three-star true blood calamity spirit.
In terms of calamity blood cultivation alone, he is completely the first calamity immortal in all eternity. It is not difficult to absorb the power of Yu Yin and Yang...
"This century-old copper tower can stay for another ninety-six years. I wonder if it will be enough for me to absorb all the power of Yu Yin and Yang..."
Ning Fan's entire body became increasingly blurry, as if it had merged with the rain curtain, making it impossible to see clearly.
In the blink of an eye, ninety-six years have passed.
When this century-old copper tower was on the verge of collapse, Ning Fan walked out of the rain, his whole body temperament changed significantly.
He is clearly standing here, but people who are not as good as him can scan this place with their spiritual thoughts, but they can only feel a misty drizzle and cannot detect his presence at all.
After ninety-six years of hard training, Ning Fan had only absorbed one third of Yu Yin Yang's power.
Even so, with only one-third of the power of Yu Yin and Yang, Ning Fan's Ancient God cultivation level jumped from the middle stage of Du Zhen to the late stage of Du Zhen!
If you absorb all the power of Yu Yin Yang and break through to the peak of Du Zhen... it shouldn't be difficult!
"Ninety-six years is not enough. It will take at least two hundred years to complete the devouring of Yu Yin and Yang..."
Entering two more century-old towers should be enough.
"Master, save me! Master, my good master...ah, you actually let the dog bite me, you despicable and dirty eyes, ah!"
In the distance, the sound of Zhu Gong screaming for help suddenly came from the distance.
Ning Fan followed the sound and happened to see Zhu Gong in human form being chased and bitten by a group of giant silver wolves.
If you look closely, you will find that those giant wolves are puppet beasts, not living creatures. When chasing Zhu Gong, there is not much murderous intent, but a lot of teasing elements.
"Hey, you scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will come to save you." The eyeball monster followed the group of wolves, smiling extremely obscenely.
In other words, when Zhu Gong first came to pick a fight, he was easily taken down by the eyeball monster and kept locked in the cave, where he was tortured by the eyeball monster in every possible way. This level is ninety-six years.
Ninety-six years! After finally escaping from the eyeball monster's cave, Zhu Gong was chased by a pack of wolves again... Zhugong was about to cry without tears. He really regretted that he went to trouble the eyeball monster. This eyeball monster was so powerful that it couldn't afford to offend him at all!
"Hehe, I caught you! You are such a annoying little goblin, but it's a pity that you need a little training. Hehe, let me be your master and train you! Don't worry, it won't hurt this time." There are a group of wolves. Surrounded, the eyeball monster quickly caught Zhu Gong, and his laughter became even more obscene.
"No, no... Master, save me, his brain is not normal, he, he, he..." Zhu Gong desperately cried out for help, like a girl who was bullied...
What have these two guys done in these years... Ning Fan's head is full of black lines.
I feel that Zhu Gong has left a huge psychological shadow. Is it my misunderstanding? (To be continued.)
