Master Bailu is regarded by many as the successor to the Five Emperors of Zhongzhou, and he is highly regarded by the entire Dabei people. His death will naturally cause a storm in the entire Dabei people.
Unfortunately, Ning Fan didn't care about the impact of killing the white deer. Bai Lu came all the way to kill him, but it was natural for him to kill Bai Lu instead. Even if he knew that this matter would put him in the limelight again, there was no way he would hold back.
The storage bags of the other Baihua disciples were all reduced to ashes by Bai Lu's almost crazy eight hundred palm prints. Therefore, the only spoils of this battle were the storage bags of Master Bai Lu.
Of course, there is also a pair of shining golden antlers, a good thing cut from the eternal body of Bailu Zhenren.
In terms of hardness, this pair of antlers can fight hundreds of times against the Nihai Sword entwined with the six principles without losing. It is definitely an excellent material for refining magic weapons.
In terms of nutrition, these pair of antlers contain the purest deer blood in the White Deer. After taking it, it is quite beneficial to the body's physical cultivation.
Ning Fan directly drank the deer blood in the antlers raw. His strong body completely ignored the huge energy contained in the deer blood. After forcibly refining it, the ancient demon's cultivation improved a lot.
Then, Ning Fan randomly put a pair of dried antlers into his storage bag. He has no plans to refine a magic weapon in the short term, but if he really wants to refine a magic weapon one day, this pair of antlers can be used.
As for Bailu Zhenren’s storage bag…
As for magic weapons, except for a few good-quality Twelve Nirvana magic weapons, there is nothing worth paying attention to.
As for elixirs, there are twenty or thirty bottles of nine-turn elixirs, including lead elixirs, silver elixirs, and gold elixirs. Most of them are healing and detoxifying elixirs. The elixirs for improving cultivation have long been refined by Master Bailu. .
There is also an Emperor Pill, but there is only one, which is carefully sealed in a jade box.
Ning Fan opened the jade box, carefully examined the single Imperial Pill, and compared the classifications of many Dabei Clan pills in his mind.
Finally, Ning Fan determined the name of this elixir.
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This is a pill that increases the chance of a monk becoming an emperor. It can increase the success rate by half when breaking through the Nine-Five Catastrophe.
It is a very precious elixir. It is probably the elixir that Master Bailu tried his best to obtain in order to become emperor in the future. Pills of this level are extremely rare in Dabei, and even rarer in the Four Heavens and Nine Realms where there is a shortage of Imperial Pill alchemists.
"Becoming an emperor is still too far away for me. This elixir is of no use to me for the time being, so I'll keep it for now..."
Ning Fan looked through the many jade slips in Bailu Zhenren's storage bag.
Many of these jade slips record the nine-turn elixir recipe unique to the Dabei people, which is somewhat helpful to the cultivation of the eternal realm.
In addition, some jade slips actually record various magical powers and secret techniques that Bailu Master has learned throughout his life.
The fighting soul technique, soul combining technique related to medicine souls, as well as some alchemists' experience in using medicine souls, were somewhat helpful to Ning Fan.
In addition, Ning Fan looked down upon most of the magical powers and special skills possessed by Master Bailu.
Not that they all disliked it. Ning Fan was still very interested in the Eight Hundred Arhats' Sky-Stepping Strike used in the last few moves of Master Bailu.
Xumi Palm Seal is one of the secret arts of the Holy Mountain. A single palm has unpredictable power, and eight hundred consecutive strikes are enough to destroy the world.
Ning Fan has no intention of learning the Sumeru Palm Seal. Although this technique is powerful, it is a kind of Buddhist magical power. The various Buddhist methods contained in it are contrary to Ning Fan's way of the ancient demon. If he releases this technique as an ancient demon, it will have the most power. It can only be used 10% or 20%.
It will definitely not reach the terrifying lethality of Bailu Zhenren.
You won’t learn by studying, but if you learn from it, you can still learn a thing or two.
If Ning Fan learns the essence of the 800-hit combo and uses it in his own Ancient Demon Mountain-Breaking Strike, and gives the enemy an 800-Hit Ancient Demon Mountain-Breaking Strike, it will probably be a killing move as well.
"Speaking of which, my physical skills have not followed any school in the world of cultivation. Now that I have practiced Taoism, I have the qualifications to create a physical school of my own. The way of the ancient demon lies in the word "destruction". I can learn from this essence. Come out and create my own taijutsu school..."
The ancient demon breaks through the mountain and attacks...
Eight hundred ancient demons broke through the mountain and attacked...
Magic Palm Technique, Magic Fist Technique, Eighteen Magic Weapon Techniques...
Well, there can be many research directions.
Finally, Ning Fan's eyes fell on an jade ring in the storage bag.
This is a treasure from the Thousand Worlds, where Master Bailu stores his 60 billion incense disciples.
The White Deer is dead, but these Incense Disciples can take it all in.
Although the accumulation of incense is very slow, what if the number of Ning Fan's incense disciples is tens of thousands of times that of Master Bailu? It would only take a few hundred years to collect the amount of incense that Master Bailu needed to break through his God-Destroying Defense.
That powerful incense sword can even cut through the God-Destroying Giant. I think there are not many among the Immortal Emperors who can resist it.
Naturally, it is not easy to have such a number of incense disciples.
At the level of Bailu Zhenren, they often open their own incense world to breed incense disciples. However, the resources of the middle thousand worlds they open are limited after all. The population often differs depending on the size of the incense world, and the reproduction limit is also different.
The incense stick of Master Bailu can only support 60 billion incense people.
But if Ning Fan manages to expand this world, the people that can be supported in it can multiply to more...
Ning Fan put the incense ring on the ring finger of his left hand. With a flash of his magical power, the ring disappeared into his flesh and blood, and his expression became slightly trance-like.
The last time I wore a finger ring seems to have been traced back to Yuan Yaoyu from Bei Xiaoman...
Bei Xiaoman's unruly and willful little girl must have broken through the realm of cultivation over the years. Well, she may have become broken. Her qualifications are still very good.
Shaking his head with a smile, Ning Fan came back to his senses. After sorting out the trophies from killing the white deer, he reopened the space in the Haigu Forbidden Area and went all the way to the altar deep in the forbidden area.
The sea demon mentioned the decomposition of the spirit body before and said that he would have something to say to him later. Ning Fan was still very concerned about this matter.
Ning Fan privately called the substantial improvement in physical fitness an evolution of yin-yang transformation, but perhaps the real name of this evolution would be the spirit waste body mentioned by the sea demon...
The sea demon still maintained his human form, standing next to the silver cauldron in the center of the altar, waiting for Ning Fan's arrival. But when Ning Fan finally arrived, Sea Demon was still slightly surprised. Surprisingly, Ning Fan came back a little too fast.
He expected that Ning Fan now had the strength to take care of Master Bailu, but he did not expect that he would complete the feat of killing the Peak Immortal King in less than two hours.
"The power of a cultivator from a far away level is indeed a god..."
The sea demon's magical power was displayed, causing all the prisoners in the eleven blood cells to fall into unconsciousness. Then he sighed, as if it was a very important matter, and he didn't want others to listen randomly.
"What do the seniors mean by the decomposed body of the spirit?" Ning Fan didn't waste any time and directly asked the question in his mind.
The sea demon just shook his head, grabbed it with his big hand, condensed the few memories he had after he became a zombie demon, condensed it into a jade slip, and handed it to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan pondered slightly, and finally his spiritual thoughts penetrated the jade slip.
There are very, very few sea demons that can be engraved into the memory of jade slips.
He died in ancient times, and in terms of age, he was even older than the Luangu Emperor. It is precisely because of this that he is qualified to know many secrets that Luan Gudu may not know.
It's a pity that he died and turned into a corpse demon, and only some extremely trivial fragments of his memories of his life were left.
As soon as Ning Fan's spiritual thoughts penetrated the jade slip, scenes of broken images came flooding in like a tidal wave.
One of the scenes shows a little girl with dragon horns playing with a small octopus on the beach.
The second scene shows a girl who has grown up to be tall and graceful, riding a big octopus out to sea to pick up some golden-armored gods.
The third scene is a scene where the octopus transforms into a sea general, listens to the girl's orders in a dragon palace, and goes to guard other sea areas.
In the fourth scene, the girl is dead, the Dragon Palace has been destroyed, and the octopus is also dead.
That girl, who grew up to be quite similar to Wu Na, was the master of the octopus.
Ning Fan now has a good understanding of reincarnation, and can vaguely see that the octopus is the identity of the sea demon in his lifetime, and that the dragon-horned girl who lives in the Dragon Palace is Wu Na's previous life...
"Is this the reason why you call Wu Na your master? Is it because of her face that you stepped in to protect me from Bai Lu and the others?" Ning Fan sighed slightly and asked.
Sea Demon said nothing and only nodded.
"You are very loyal to your master. I never thought that little girl Wu Na had dragon horns in her previous life. Was she a demon cultivator of the True Dragon clan in her previous life?"
Sea Demon shook his head and showed a trace of disdain for the so-called True Dragon Clan.
"What is the connection between these memory fragments and the decomposed body of the spirit you mentioned?"
"Keep watching..." Sea Demon replied hoarsely.
Ning Fan once again put his spiritual thoughts into the jade slip.
More fragmentary images were printed in his mind.
They are all trivial scenes, and the time logic is not out of order, making it difficult for Ning Fan to understand what past events these broken memories record.
We can only get some information from between the lines of some pictures.
"I am the eldest princess of the South China Sea Dragon Palace. You are my servant, so you should..."
"The calamity of the South China Sea is coming... My father and several of my brothers have died in battle... I can't leave... Little Octopus, you can go alone."
"You Xiu Zhen Sect, why are you betraying the gods of our ancient country!"
"You are... an ancient spirit-eating bee! Stop it, don't kill my little octopus..."
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Still couldn't get much information, but Ning Fan heard many words related to the secrets of heaven and earth from these memory fragments.
Princess of the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea…
Ancient gods…
Ancient Soul Eater Bee…
Ning Fan browsed through all the clips before the sea demon finally spoke again.
"The age of gods...has...ended, and the true world...era...has no gods..."
"The ancient gods...the ancient monsters...the ancient demons, and...the many...yin side...cultivationists, imitate...the gods...and cultivate..."
"But I can only...imitate...a part..."
"Outstanding ones...may become...dead bodies of gods..."
"On top of the waste body...the acquired spirit..."
"Beyond the day after tomorrow...is...the innate...spirit..."
"You... have special skills... this world... are... the only... spiritual body... but... are not complete..."
"understand?"
Ning Fan felt a headache and felt that it was very difficult to listen to Sea Demon's words, but he still managed to understand what Sea Demon meant.
In other words, before the three true realms, there was an era of gods. After the end of the age of gods and the era of the real world, there are still many monks trying to practice the path of ancient gods.
Ancient gods, ancient demons, ancient demons, barbarians, and other such dark side cultivations are spurned by the laws of heaven and earth because they imitate the power of ancient gods.
And because of his special technique of yin and yang transformation, and because of his fourth-blood fellow cultivators, yin and yang were separated, and for some unknown reason, he finally cultivated the waste body of a god and officially embarked on the path of ancient god cultivation.
But according to Sea Demon, his spiritual waste body is still a complete spiritual waste body, and there are still some defects...
And if the decomposed body of the spirit continues to be cultivated, it will become the acquired spirit, the innate spirit...
In Ning Fan's view, the so-called three stages of the decommissioned body of the spirit, the acquired spirit, and the innate spirit are completely the first, second, and third evolution of the yin and yang transformation.
"The Emperor Luan Gu created the "Yin Yang Transformation" and "Huan Huan Jue" and claimed to have caused chaos in the ancient times. Is it because if this technique is truly completed, it can allow monks to become ancient gods?"
"It seems that the great Emperor Luan Gu has not cultivated this spiritual waste body, but I...actually succeeded..."
"Emperor Luan Gu gave me the Blood Tribulation Seed that day. If not for this, I would never have had the opportunity to cultivate the Blood Tribulation cultivation today. My spirit's ruined body may also be the situation that Luan Gu Great Emperor tried to promote..."
Ning Fan secretly guessed.
"I have something...to ask you...to help...it will be...good...for you..."
"This is...Dabei...Southern Medicine Sage...nine tripods in his life...the seventh tripod...the famous name...refining the god..."
"Others...can only use...this cauldron...to make elixirs..."
"The gods... can... refine the gods!"
The sea demon raised his hand and patted the divine refining cauldron. The cauldron suddenly glowed with precious light, and lines of ancient writing appeared from the cauldron.
Those were words that even the sea demon didn't recognize.
That is something that only the ancient gods can understand with the power of their blood...the words of the gods!
Ning Fan obviously didn't understand those words, but...at this moment, he could understand the meaning of those words. It was really weird!
"Nine Rebellions and Twenty-One Withering Divine Cauldrons..."
Ning Fan stared at the text and read it out loud. The name he read was the true name of this tripod.
And the moment he called out the true name of the treasure tripod, a soft will suddenly came out of the tripod, expressing its closeness to him.
After waiting for countless years, this cauldron finally waited for an ancient god who could call its true name.
The sea demon's face showed excitement.
He could no longer remember the details of his death clearly. He only vaguely remembered that he died in the South China Sea Rebellion and was stabbed to death with a black stick by a terrifying being.
That black rod is the magical power of some ancient god. Only someone who is also an ancient god can possibly remove it.
This black stick was the culprit that made his life worse than death!
In order to remove the black stick, he even made a deal with Emperor Baihua, but unfortunately, the other party did not have the real ability to remove the black stick.
But now, he finally saw a glimmer of hope in Ning Fan!
"This tripod...the treasure of the South China Sea Dragon Palace...can refine blood...cultivate the gods..."
"Try...activate this cauldron..."
Ning Fan nodded, memorized the formula recorded on the tripod, and recited it in his mouth.
In an instant, countless tadpole-like runes on the silver cauldron began to swim with light, and sudden changes occurred!
But it was the eleven prisoners who were imprisoned in the blood balls in mid-air. Their bodies were all withered, as if the essence of flesh and blood had been sucked out by the blood balls in an instant. Even the Immortal Emperor Yuanshen in the first blood ball was only among the blood balls. After holding on for more than ten breaths, he died miserably. All the essence of the soul was drained by the blood cells!
Eleven prisoners, all dead!
Anyway, these people were the scourge of the Sea Witch Tribe, so Ning Fan had no sympathy for these people.
What surprised him was that all the flesh and blood essence of the eleven prisoners was actually sucked into the God Refining Cauldron. The flesh and blood essence condensed into blood-colored pills covered with silver patterns in the God Refining Cauldron at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the elixir condensation was completed, approximately three hundred blood elixirs were produced in the cauldron.
"This elixir...the name...is not a god...taking it...is harmful and useless..."
"And you...can eat..."
Sea Demon signaled Ning Fan to take these blood pills.
Ning Fan did not take the pill immediately, but took a pill, looked at it in the palm of his hand, and frowned slightly.
This divine refining cauldron was a half-destroyed object. He had seen before that the main effect of this cauldron was not for offense and defense, nor for alchemy, but for another purpose. Unexpectedly, its real purpose is to refine human flesh and blood into elixirs.
Are the so-called ancient gods such a cruel race that feed on humans? Is this the reason why the age of gods was ended by rebellion...
Of course, Ning Fan, who had long been accustomed to swallowing the souls of monks alive, was not qualified to accuse the ancient gods of being cruel, let alone consider himself a good person.
He is different from those good people who kill livestock for meat and call for equality among all living beings.
He is a villain!
If it were to refine the flesh and blood of innocent people into elixirs, Ning Fan might be hesitant, but since it was a pill made from the flesh and blood of a group of scourges, there was nothing wrong with it and it did not deviate from his Taoist heart.
"Your...spiritual...waste body...still...lacks...you have not...awakened...the...spiritual...talent..."
"Different gods...talent...different..."
"With talent...10%...you can...concentrate your divine power...to help me pull out...the black rod..."
"The blood of all spirits... is necessary for the gods... to practice... This cauldron is half destroyed... the grade... is also low... can be refined... low grade... the blood of all spirits..."
Ning Fan suddenly felt enlightened when Hai Mo explained.
It seems that people who have truly cultivated the spirit waste body can still awaken their own spiritual talents? He seems to have not awakened yet. Will he be able to awaken some kind of ability after taking these blood pills...
After checking that the pill was fine, Ning Fan finally took the pill in his hand, called Wanling Blood, and swallowed it.
A huge flow of heat immediately melted in his body, and the medicinal power of a blood elixir was almost comparable to that of a nine-turn golden elixir!
Ning Fan refined the medicinal power in his body, and he could vaguely feel that something had changed in his body. He wanted to explore it carefully, but there was no trace.
The toughness of the physical body, the sea of consciousness, and the soul seemed to have been improved by the medicine. Of course, since his base in all aspects was already quite high, this improvement was not particularly obvious.
After one blood pill was completely refined, Ning Fan started to refine the next blood pill.
One day passed.
Two days passed.
On the third day, this awakening was terminated.
At this moment, Ning Fan was surrounded by the golden glow of the ancient gods. Gradually, the golden glow began to subside. Ning Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up slowly.
With his current physical strength, there was no need to slow down the process of refining the medicine, but to proceed quickly. In just three days, all the more than 300 blood pills were refined.
This is not something that ordinary Immortal Lords and Immortal Kings can do.
"Your... spirit waste body... seems... finally... complete... and you feel... more... abilities..." Sea Demon asked with great interest.
Ning Fan looked at himself and frowned slightly.
He can clearly feel that at this moment, he has indeed awakened some kind of spiritual ability, and he should be regarded as a real spiritual waste body.
With a thought in his mind, he could condense some golden divine power in his palm.
But...he couldn't sense what kind of spiritual talent he had in his body.
His divine talent is not offensive and defensive powers...
It’s not a gain in cultivation…
It’s not a change in the Dharma…
Not the Heavenly Eyes and the Heavenly Ears…
No, neither...
I wanted to ask the Sea Demon what the specific talents of the gods were, but the Sea Demon with a broken memory just couldn't figure it out. Ning Fan could only hold his forehead helplessly.
While Ning Fan was studying his own spiritual talent, voices suddenly came from the stone pillars on the altar.
Stone Pillar A: "I am a Stone Pillar, la la la."
Shi Zhuyi: "It's so boring to stand guard at this altar every day."
Shi Zhubing: "This old man is so ugly, but this little brother is so handsome. I really want to marry him and give him little Shizhu."
Shizhu Ding, Shizhu Wu, Shizhu Ji…
Altar: "These two people have stepped on me for three days and three nights, why are they still standing on me? It's so annoying!"
The ruins formed by Ning Fan and Sea Demon's previous fight: "I am a mountain, a destroyed mountain! It hurts so much. Why are you fighting and hurting me? Please don't hit me again!"
Ant on the ground: "I crawl! I crawl! I crawl hard!"
The wind in the sky: "Blow, blow, I'm naked and not afraid!"
The clothes on Ning Fan: "I am clothes, clothes!"
The shoes under Ning Fan's feet: "I am a shoe, I am a shoe!"
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what's the situation!
Could it be that his spiritual talent is...to hear the inner activities of living and dead things around him?
Are these voices really there, or are they hallucinations in his consciousness?
Ning Fan informed Sea Demon of the sounds of all things he heard at this moment.
The sea demon's expression suddenly became strange.
"You're...joking...right..."
Obviously he doesn't believe in Ning Fan's ability to listen to the sounds of all things.
Ning Fan shook his head helplessly.
He originally thought that the so-called talent of awakening the gods would give him a qualitative leap in strength, but unexpectedly, he had such a weird ability.
Or maybe there was something wrong with the blood pills he took. Too much of them damaged his brain and caused hallucinations...
But no matter what, it seems that at this moment, he can really condense the divine power that belongs to the ancient gods, although the amount of divine power that can be condensed is still very small.
"Waiter... pull out... the black rod for me... then I... owe you... a favor..." The sea demon no longer paid attention to Ning Fan's matter of listening to the voices of all things, and began to plead.
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At the same time, in a music studio called Xiufang in Liulic City, Zhongzhou, the Supreme Ten Bees were leading the dance in front of the drinkers, and his beautiful eyebrows were raised slightly.
"It is actually the rarest of the nine divine arts to communicate with all things... This butterfly's aptitude is actually so high?" (To be continued.)
