, wonderful and free of pop-ups! (Additional third update, expected to be released at 11 o'clock. ps: The meaning of the virtual god is equal to the artistic conception. The cultivation system of this book is not the flow of mortals, but the countercurrent of immortals. After all, there are too many currents of mortals, and the countercurrent of immortals... carry forward Bar!)
In the outer hall of Dan Palace, Nanwei has been waiting for him for a long time.
In fact, after taking the Xuanling Pill, he broke through the spirit-melting stage in just nine days. This incident also shocked the Ghost Bird Sect.
At this moment, Nanwei was still wearing a green shirt and sitting upright on a wicker chair, but his demeanor was much more calm than before, and he looked like a father.
After breaking through the spirit fusion, a young man's pride arose in his heart. Now that he, Nanwei, is in the Ghost Bird Sect and is considered one of the top masters among the youth, he really wants to know how far he is from the young master who is the "number one under the golden elixir"!
While waiting agonizingly, Ning Fan finally walked out of the inner hall with Xue Qing.
The moment Ning Fan appeared, Nan Wei's eyes flashed, and he slightly released his momentum, trying to compete with Ning Fan, but immediately, his momentum melted away in Ning Fan's invisible momentum.
With just one encounter, all his confidence turned into a wry smile.
"I'm not as good as the young master... almost, too far!"
Putting away all his thoughts, Nan Wei stood up to greet Ning Fan, raised his hands to Ning Fan and said loudly, "Nan Wei has met the young master, thank you for the gift of medicine!"
Ning Fan naturally felt Nan Wei's temptation, but didn't take it seriously. On the contrary, he was extremely satisfied with Nanwei's calm spirit-melting momentum.
"Oh? Have you broken through the spirit fusion? Yes, your momentum is very calm, and there is no fuss about taking pills. It seems that you must be diligent in practicing. Very good. In this case, I can leave one thing to you with confidence. Will Take these pills and magic weapons back to Ningcheng and hand them over to your father."
Ning Fan finished speaking, waved his palm, took out a snow-white storage bag, and threw it into Nan Wei's hand.
In the storage bag, there are countless pill bottles, filled with various elixirs and magic weapons, and outside the storage bag, there are several spiritual powers stored.
The only thing that surprised Nan Wei was that there was actually sword intent in the power of divine thoughts. This seemed to be the only thing he had ever seen in his life.
In addition, there is a letter in the storage bag, which explains how Nangong distributes the elixirs and trains the Three Gods Army. And there is a systematic plan for the cultivation of the three commanders.
If it weren't for the Bone Emperor's sneak attack, Ning Fan would have planned to return to Ningcheng himself.
But now that the Bone Emperor is watching, if he leaves the Ghost Bird Sect, he will cause Ning Cheng to be implicated, and the gain will outweigh the loss. Therefore, Nanwei was ordered to run an errand and deliver medicine.
Nan Wei did not dare to refuse the young master's order, so he resigned almost immediately, went to the sect to apply for the order to leave the sect, and hurried back to Ningcheng.
After Nan Wei left, in the Alchemy Palace, Xue Qing looked like he still had something to say, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
He could tell with his sense of smell that the storage bag Nan Wei took away contained a terrifying amount of elixirs, almost all of which were refined by Ning Fan in the elixir palace.
Ning Fan was willing to give so many pills to his subordinates, allowing Xue Qing to once again see his generosity. There's just one thing that Xue Qing doesn't understand.
Ning Fan was cautious by nature, so why did he let Nanwei, an early master of soul fusion, transport so many elixirs back to Ningcheng.
You know, the Ghost Bird Sect's distance from Ningcheng actually has to pass through several areas where cultivators are infested. Every cultivator is a desperado who knows nothing about life or death. Once they learn that Nan Wei possesses a large amount of pills, they will definitely take action to kill people and seize the treasure...
The Ghost Bird Sect is less than a thousand miles away from Ningcheng. Why doesn't Ning Fan make a trip in person and spend a few days...
"Master, isn't it too rash to ask Nanwei to deliver medicine to Ningcheng? Along the way, we have to pass through several areas where 'cultivation bandits' are infested, but it is not very peaceful... There is even an old monster named Jindan who changed his name to Yi His last name is engaged in repairing banditry..."
The cultivators Xue Qing was talking about were some casual cultivators among the monks who specialized in killing people and seizing treasures.
Facing the elusive cultivators, Nanwei is probably not enough to watch...
Regarding Xue Qing's concerns, Ning Fan didn't explain too much and just said a few words.
"Those cultivators will die if they try to get my pill..."
Ning Fan said this with a smile, but Xue Qing felt a murderous aura as sharp as a sword.
After all, Ning Fan planted several sword thoughts on the storage bag!
...
After leaving the Alchemy Palace, Ning Fan returned to the Double Cultivation Palace and began to adjust his breathing to recover the mana and physical energy consumed by refining the pills in half a month.
Taking elixirs will lead to weak mana. But refining a large amount of elixirs can solidify the magic power. There is a principle of mutual regeneration in refining and taking elixirs...
The mystery of alchemy is infinite, profound and boundless. If you want to break through alchemy, it is difficult...
Ning Fan relied on ancient memories to achieve the fourth-level alchemy skill in one fell swoop, but the fifth-level alchemy skill could not touch the threshold. It seemed that something was missing, and there was an extra layer of separation...
On the bed, Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took out the ancient alchemy scroll given by Xue Qing. This is the experience of a fifth-level alchemist. One point mentioned in it is that the fifth-level elixir seems to require understanding the 'intention of the virtual god'.
"The meaning of the virtual god...I see, it seems that unless I break through to the realm of god transformation, I really won't be able to refine the fifth-level elixir..."
Ning Fan smiled bitterly.
The meaning of the virtual god, referred to as the meaning of the gods, is also called 'the artistic conception' by some monks. It is a very mysterious magical power that can only be understood by monks in the fifth stage of cultivation - the god transformation stage!
Every monk has his own preferences and experiences. For example, if Meng Chu, the elder of the Hall of Merit, is expected to break through the stage of becoming a god, he will most likely realize the 'divine meaning of tea' because he loves drinking tea so much.
And like Xue Qing, the elder of the Alchemy Palace, if he is lucky enough to break through the divine transformation stage, the divine will he comprehends will most likely be the 'divine will of the Dan'. Because this guy is obsessed with alchemy, so obsessed.
In short, except for a few monks who have great opportunities, if they want to understand the will of God, they must reach the stage of spiritual transformation.
Of course, in ancient memories, there seems to be a mention of a 'divine stone' that can give monks divine will, but it seems to have disappeared for many years.
Ning Fan has a good chance, but if he wants to understand divine will, it seems he still has to practice step by step to the stage of divine transformation.
As for breaking through the fifth-level alchemy... it seems that we can only wait until after the divine transformation stage. This is really helpless, but cultivation is such an unsatisfactory thing.
Putting away the ancient elixir scroll, Ning Fan held his breath and concentrated, began to adjust his breath, waiting for night to fall.
The retreat is about to take place, and the retreat will probably take nearly half a year. He had promised to treat Lan Mei's condition, and now that the elixir was in hand, it was time to solve Miss Lan Mei's problem.
The process of treating that private place is too erotic and should not be known to anyone... So, Ning Fan should wait for nightfall before taking action.
Unfortunately, before he could adjust his breath for a long time, a female disciple had already reported the news of Ning Fan's return to Bailu.
So, this troublesome woman came again.
"Hmph! Ning Fan! You are so brave, you dare to disappear for half a month. As a cauldron, don't you know that you have to show up as soon as the master needs to take supplements!"
There was a hint of complaint in this woman's bright eyes, but there seemed to be a hint of more obscure joy in it.
When she saw Ning Fan, she almost immediately threw herself into his arms, her eyes blurred.
"Lie down! Sister is going to feed you!"
"It's really troublesome... That's all, let's practice dual cultivation. This way you can recover your physical strength faster than meditating..."
Ning Fan said no more, turned over and pressed the egret hard.
Egret was obviously not prepared for Ning Fan's rough behavior. What surprised her even more was that Ning Fan seemed to have peak spiritual cultivation!
Her face changed color, and she faintly realized that she seemed to have been deceived by Ning Fan.
This Ning Fan, who was clearly not taken care of by me, still pretended to be a cauldron for him, deceived himself, and had fun with him every night... It was simply shameless!
"Impossible! I obviously harvested you, and your cultivation level should have been greatly reduced. Why... why did you break through the peak of soul fusion! Hmm... um..."
She wanted to curse, but her mouth was already blocked. She wanted to push Ning Fan away, but along with a stinging pain, her body gradually became soft and weak, and all her dissatisfaction turned into moans.
"Damn it...ah, don't touch this place..."
The egret's slender snow-white jade legs were firmly placed on Ning Fan's shoulders, and then nothing happened...
As night falls, the egret wears a cheerful and sweet smile and falls asleep again from exhaustion. Ning Fan, on the other hand, felt refreshed and relieved of half a month's fatigue. He put on his clothes and went to the inner female palace to treat Lan Mei.
...
Tonight, Ning Fan was still in a state of romance, but other places were glowing with blood. This is the case in the world of cultivation. There is a paradise, and there is also a boundless sea of blood.
From a certain cultivator family, Wang Yao, an ordinary-looking man, appeared in the night, waved his hand, and slaughtered the entire cultivator clan.
And in the night a hundred miles away from the Ghost Bird Sect, a young man named Nan Wei was also destined to the blood light.
He left the Ghost Bird Sect for a hundred miles and rushed back towards Ningcheng at lightning speed. But after leaving Baili, I had a vague feeling that I was being followed!
"Could it be that those following me are bandits?"
Nanwei's face was extremely ugly. He had heard that the cultivators were rampant, but he never thought that one day he would be targeted by the cultivators.
But immediately, his eyes condensed, revealing a hint of ruthlessness.
"I don't know what kind of cultivation the bandits who are targeting me have... If it's the early stage of soul fusion, I can kill them! If it's the middle stage, I can protect myself... But, if it's the later stage... hum , No matter what, I, Nan Wei, will definitely complete the mission of the young master and send the elixir back to Ningcheng, even if it means death!"
Nan Wei's eyes were determined and he walked swiftly across the sky, no longer afraid. Along the way, he changed his route many times, but the feeling of being tracked still did not disappear.
As they walked to a deserted valley, a black shadow immediately appeared for no apparent reason, blocking Nanwei's front.
Nanwei stopped and took out the magic weapon, knowing that he would not be able to escape in a fight.
But under the waning moon, he saw an old man in silver robes, standing on the sky. Although he was old, he was extremely tall and strong, with nine scars on his face, and his eyes were murderous.
"Hmph! To carry such a large amount of elixirs when you are just in the early stage of soul-melting is simply to seek death! That's all. Let me, the 'Sword Maniac' Shenzhangzi, teach you the principle of 'every man is not guilty, but he who possesses a jade is guilty' !”
The silver-robed old man snorted coldly, and with the pressure of the peak of Fusion Spirit, he pressed down hard towards the south. Under its momentum, Nanwei's energy and blood surged, almost falling from the sky.
He hurriedly retreated tens of feet to distance himself from the old man. At least he did not fall into the clouds, but his figure was extremely embarrassing.
At the same time, he was complaining even more in his heart.
What blocks him is not the early stage, not the middle stage, or even the late stage... but the old monster at the peak of the Fusion Spirit!
'Sword Madness' God Shangzi! Unexpectedly, he would be targeted by this ruthless man.
Legend has it that he was a casual cultivator, but his swordsmanship was extremely high, and his personality was even more ruthless. He had killed the children of the sect and family who were not allowed to kill, and was wanted by countless sects.
Facing this kind of person, Ning Cheng's name cannot save him...and he is even less likely to be Jian Kuang's opponent.
Rumor has it that this god-shangzi once escaped with serious injuries when being chased by three masters at the peak of Fusion Soul. However, two of the three masters who chased him were also killed and one was injured.
The nine sword wounds were left at that time...
When killing people to seize treasures, it is most taboo to leave their names behind. This is extremely stupid behavior, but Shenshangzi always leaves his names behind every time he kills someone. Because the people he killed were all people he thought he could kill after careful consideration.
As long as there is a trace of uncertainty, he will not take action! For example, when Ning Fan, who was in the middle stage of Soul Fusion, passed by this place, he did not dare to take action. The feeling Ning Fan gave him was unfathomable... But Nanwei was too weak, and he had obviously just broken through the early stage of soul fusion.
"I possess nine sword energies, but I can kill him with just one sword!"
Shenshangzi looked at Nanwei with disdain and sneered.
He flicked his fingers, and a sword energy that had been cultivated for many years came out from his body with a clear sword cry.
And immediately, a hundred-foot-long sword appeared in the sky under the waning moon, glowing with faint blue fire, and slashed at Nan Wei!
Certain death!
Nan Wei showed a look of despair, but gritted his teeth and decided to burn his soul and activate his magic power!
'Burning Soul'! This technique was passed down by Nangong, the father of Nanwei. Once used, unless a true immortal comes to save him, he will definitely die. Burning the soul, he will not be reincarnated in life after life, but he can stimulate his magic power and break through a small realm!
If this is the case, Nanwei will temporarily have the magic power of the middle stage of soul fusion, which may not be enough to defeat Shenshangzi, but he is 30% sure to send the elixir back to Ningcheng.
After that, he will die, and he will not enter reincarnation for life after life, and the Tao will disappear in heaven and earth!
But just before Nanwei decided to burn his soul, an invisible power of spiritual thought emitted from the storage bag, like a sword energy!
Under this spiritual thought, the Baizhang sword light that originally slashed towards Nan Wei trembled slightly, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying. And in the next moment, it was swept away by divine thoughts and exploded into countless blue flames.
"Impossible! My blue flame sword energy was shattered by you! Hateful! Boy, what on earth have you done!"
Shenshangzi's natal sword energy was destroyed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The backlash was severe and he became furious. But before he could finish his roar, he was hit by sword energy and divine thoughts.
In an instant, the originally arrogant Shenshangzi showed an expression of shock and death for the first time in his life. He has a deep understanding of the art of swordsmanship, and once accidentally obtained a swordsmanship inheritance book from the Immortal World of Swords, in which he talked about the strange supernatural powers before his eyes.
"No, it's impossible! This is Sword Nian!"
Sword read! Only those who have condensed sword consciousness in the sea of consciousness can use it!
Shenshangzi regretted it too much. He vaguely felt that the divine thought that enveloped him was indeed sword consciousness, and this divine thought was so powerful that it could easily obliterate all the monks in the early stage of the Golden Core!
"Let...let me go...ah!"
After a scream, Shenshangzi's tyrannical body was chopped into bloody mud for no reason. Together with the remaining eight natal sword energies, they were shattered.
Shocking! Nanwei was completely stunned! Even the countless cultivators hiding in the dark, preparing to take a share of the pie after Shenshangzi took action, were all stunned.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was not Nanwei who killed Shenshangzi, but a divine thought emanating from the storage bag on Nanwei's waist.
It is common sense that spiritual thoughts cannot kill people, but this divine thought can actually kill Shenshangzi at the peak of Soul Fusion in one turn. And it seems that the power of the Divine Thought Sword Qi can kill even early-stage Golden Core monks and seriously injure middle-stage Golden Core monks!
"What level of master can have such amazing spiritual thoughts! The old monster Yuanying, or a god..."
The repair bandits hiding in the dark fell on Nanwei's storage bag, and they were all worried. There seem to be several spiritual thoughts on the storage bag, which means that Nanwei can kill several more old monsters in the early stage of the Golden Elixir without taking action...
Moreover, even if the spiritual power is exhausted, there is no guarantee that there will be no other back-ups in this storage bag.
Each cultivator bandit had complicated thoughts. Seeing a huge amount of pills passing by, they didn't dare to grab them. We are all casual cultivators, not fools. If anyone is the first to rush forward, he will definitely end up like Shen Shangzi.
As a person who walks alone, no one dares to take advantage of Nanwei...
"Well, those who can plant such spiritual thoughts must be peerless masters. Even if they grab the elixir, I'm afraid they will face endless pursuit... The old monsters above Nascent Soul all have great magical powers, and they can teleport. But you can fly thousands of miles away... If you are targeted by an old monster of this level, no matter how many lives you lose, you won't be able to lose it..."
No one dares to take advantage of Nanwei anymore. The only thing that puzzles the old monsters is, is there a Nascent Soul master hidden in the Yue Kingdom? ! Well, it's hard to say. Who knows if there is a peerless old monster in retreat deep in the mountains and forests...
With Shenshangzi's lessons learned, Nanwei rushed back to Ningcheng without any danger.
At this moment, his mood was extremely unstable.
He realized that the young master was far more powerful than he knew!
A divine thought, kill the golden elixir! Nanwei gasped, this method that can only be recorded in legends was actually mastered by the young master? !
"Young Master, he is so powerful... I, Nanwei, am truly blessed to be able to serve as my master!"
This is the real horror of Jian Nian!
Kill the enemy invisible!
Kill the enemy thousands of miles away!
