Ten years is too short for a monk.
The Battle of the Boundary River is still a hot topic throughout East Tianjin.
In the past ten years, Ning Fan has eaten a lot of cuttlefish dumplings, and his energy and blood have increased several times. This amount of energy and blood is much weaker than some quasi-sages. Of course, it is still incomparable to monsters with strong vitality like Black Rope, and even more incomparable to Blood God Gengwu.
Also experiencing a surge in Qi and blood was Zang Yue. Her Qi and blood intensity had surpassed the category of a first-level quasi-sage and could truly be compared to a second-level quasi-sage.
The enhancement of Qi and blood will naturally improve Ning Fan's strength greatly.
The depletion of the recovery meter caused Ning Fan's combat effectiveness to drop, making it difficult for him to fight beyond his level.
In the battle with Blood God Gengwu that day, Ning Fan ate all the remaining Huishen Rice. Without Huishen Rice, the cross halo cannot be opened infinitely.
Fortunately, Ning Fan's current cultivation level is completely different from that before the Jiehe War. Nowadays, with Ning Fan's full mental strength, he can continue to activate the cross halo for about half an hour, which is much higher than the 415 breaths of the year.
Half an hour's cross halo is enough for him to deal with most of the Half-Saint opponents; of course, it is far from enough for him to deal with the first-order Quasi-Saints.
Facing a quasi-sage, he can protect himself but cannot win; facing a semi-sage, he is already invincible. This is Ning Fan's current strength positioning.
Ten years later, Zang Yue's injuries finally healed.
And Ning Fan finally left the Killing Hall quietly one day.
Also leaving the Killing Hall was Niu Manshan. He had been cooking cuttlefish dumplings for Ning Fan for ten years, and had also taught San Yizi for ten years. It was time for him to go out and have a good time.
He had been holding it in at the bottom of the river for too long. He wanted to spend some time traveling around the stars in the eastern sky, searching for ingredients, and having a good time.
"Hey, my father has taught you for ten years. How much you can understand the essence of the Celestial Cow Skin Pattern depends entirely on the fate of the three of you. Xiaoba, Xiaoer, and Xiaoya, you three remember to study hard and practice hard to revitalize the Celestial Being. Niu Manshan is about to leave the Killing Hall, and the only ones he can't let go of are Wu Laoba, Zhu Er, and Crow Tengu. In the past ten years, the two people and the dog had been quite filial to him, so Niu Manshan still had some real feelings for the two people and the dog.
This is also the reason why Ning Fan intends to make Niu Manshan his father, including Wu Laoba and others. Now that Niu Manshan has his adopted son by Ning Fan's side, Ning Fan doesn't have to worry about Niu Manshan destroying the world.
"Father! Take care along the way!"
"Abba, be careful along the way and go home early!"
"Woof woof woof!"
Both the man and the dog shed tears and showed their true feelings, which moved Niu Manshan even more.
It feels so good to have a son!
He is so rich in this world that he is no longer alone! There are four other tribesmen of the Tianniu tribe, hahaha!
"Hey, it's a pity that you are determined not to let my father get rid of your slavery. Otherwise, no matter what my father says, I, a member of the Tianniu clan, will continue to be a slave to Ning Fan." Having said this, Niu Manshan felt a little resentful. Gang, glared at Wu Laoba and the others angrily.
"Once a slave, always a slave! Xiaoba promised to serve Master Ning Fan all his life, and the oath is still there. How can I abandon my master? Please forgive me, father!"
"Piglet let his father down!"
"Woof woof woof!"
Niu Manshan was moved by the loyalty of Wu Laoba and others. Although he didn't like fools who shouted for justice every day, he also hoped that his three adopted sons would know how to be grateful and would not betray him or the Tianniu clan.
In Niu Manshan's view, his three adopted sons were not even willing to betray their master, so how could they betray their own father? They are all good kids. Although he was angry with them for not wanting to regain their freedom, he was also moved by their innocent hearts.
"Okay, okay! Since it is your decision, my father will not force you. My father will leave now. You three must remember not to spread the secret skills of the Tianniu clan..."
After some more instructions, Niu Manshan flew away from the killing hall with great joy.
And when Niu Manshan left, Wu Laoba and others changed their faces in an instant, and their faces changed faster than turning the pages of a book.
I dare say these people are just pretending towards Niu Manshan’s father!
"Hey, you actually want me to betray Evil Star! Although you are an ancient cultivator, Evil Star's achievements in the future are definitely higher than those of ancient cultivators. If you betray Evil Star now, when Evil Star becomes stronger than you in the future, you will settle the score with me. What to do! You have no idea how many benefits you can get by following the evil star! But you don’t know that when the evil star took the initiative to let the poor man go free, the poor man didn’t even agree! The world laughed at me for being crazy, but I laughed at the world. No!" Wu Lao Baguai laughed.
"Brother Wu's words are very kind! Being a slave to Old Demon Ning is not only not humiliating, but an honor and an opportunity! Old Demon Ning is cold on the outside but hot on the inside. As long as we serve with all our heart, the benefits we will get in the future will definitely be greater than It would be a big deal to follow any master! Only fools want freedom!" Zhu Er was convinced.
"Woof woof woof!"
Niu Manshan is bound to not understand the real thoughts of Wu Laoba and others. It's not that Niu Manshan is honest and honest, but Wu Laoba and others are too good at pretending to have true feelings.
…
Somewhere in the starry sky, Ning Fan suddenly seemed to feel something and glanced behind him in a distant direction.
His Yu Nian sensed that Niu Manshan had left the Killing Hall. Yu Nian even conveyed the conversation between Niu Manshan and others to his ears.
[My father is leaving now. You three must remember not to spread the secrets of the Tianniu clan to others].
This was Niu Manshan's instruction before leaving. Unfortunately, this instruction seems to be just Niu Manshan's wishful thinking...
Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took out three cowhide ancient scrolls from the storage bag, which were presented by Wu Laoba, Zhu Er and Crow Tengu respectively.
As early as when these three people first obtained the secret technique of the Tianniu tribe, they scrambled to dedicate this secret technique to Ning Fan.
"Beetle Skin Pattern Space Volume" was obtained from Wu Laoba's hand.
"Celestial Beef Pattern Dunjia Scroll" was obtained from the hands of Crow Tengu.
"Tibetan Skin Pattern Soul Scroll" was obtained from Zhu Er's hand.
According to the leather scrolls, there were originally twelve types of skin patterns on beetles, half of which were lost in the long river of time. Niu Manshan did not master all of the remaining six types of skin patterns.
The beetle skin patterns are extensive and profound. It is too difficult to cultivate them all and master them all. Niu Manshan was worried that the three adopted sons would bite off more than they could chew, so each of them was given only one method of practicing skin pattern that was most suitable for them.
Unexpectedly, these three skin pattern cultivation methods all gave Ning Fan an advantage in the end.
"[Space Skin Patterns], [Dun Armor Skin Patterns], [Psychic Skin Patterns]... Among them, Space Skin Patterns are the most difficult to understand. Now I can't even understand them; the training materials required for Armor Dungeon Skin Patterns are the most expensive; and the Soul Skin Patterns are the most expensive. On the contrary, it is the easiest one to get started. You can practice by just meditating without using external objects. I don’t have the blood of the beetle in my body, so I have to choose a way to start cultivating the blood of the beetle. Ten years ago, I chose the mind Volume, unfortunately ten years have passed, and I am still a little short of truly cultivating the bloodline of the longhorned beetle. It is really difficult to create something from scratch..."
Ning Fan sighed and put away the three kinds of leather scrolls. Under the urging of the demon spirit, among the demon stars in his left eye, there was an uncondensed beetle star.
As his demon spirit power was withdrawn, the demon stars in his left eye disappeared one by one.
"I must go to Beitian. The fighting situation there worries me, but it is not easy to go to Beitian. The only way I can use is the Ancient Demon Demonic Tune. But the orthodox Ancient Demon Demonic Tune, if you practice Tai Disaster…"
[The magic tune is divided into three grades: low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade: a low-grade magic tune can cross all the thousands of worlds; a middle-grade magic tune can cross all the great worlds; and a high-grade magic tune can cross reincarnation. 】
[Low-grade demonic cavity requires the practitioner to be an ancient demon with more than one drop of ancestral blood, and at the same time cultivate the power of space to the critical point of palm position...]
Ning Fan's demon blood level met the requirements. What failed to meet the requirements was his understanding of the power of space.
At least it needs to reach the critical point of spatial palm position!
This requirement is too high. If Ning Fan really has this kind of spatial aptitude, why would he still practice the magic tune? He can travel between the four worlds and nine realms at will!
It is not possible to cultivate the orthodox magic tune for the time being. As a result, Ning Fan can only settle for the next best thing and make another plan to create a [pseudo-devil tune] with lower training requirements, and sneak to Beitian first.
Ning Fan has the enlightenment of the second realm of heaven and man, and has the orthodox magic tune cultivation method in his hands. It is not impossible to create a pseudo-devil tune magical power based on the orthodox magic tune, but the process is definitely not easy. It's easy.
In the past ten years, apart from eating dumplings, cultivating beetle mind skin patterns, and having sex at night, Ning Fan basically spent the rest of his time studying pseudo-demon tunes.
So far, the research progress of pseudo-demon tune has only reached one-tenth, and it has encountered difficulties that cannot be overcome, giving Ning Fan a headache. This is the reason why he left the Killing Hall.
Ning Fan took out the treasure-searching compass, but he didn't know what he was searching for with the compass, and then one light spot after another appeared on the compass.
The light point closest to his location is located on the Hualong Star.
Hualongxing was not originally called Hualongxing. Five million years ago, Hualong Star was just an abandoned star. Until one day, a man named Hualong Venerable came to this abandoned star and used his great supernatural powers to open up spiritual veins for the star and move the sect. . Since then, the star has been named Hualong.
Ning Fan did not expect that the first thing he was looking for would be on the Dragon Transformation Star.
Speaking of which, the former master of this star, Master Hua Long, was Ning Fan's general when he first entered Jiehe River, and he had a romantic relationship with him.
It's a pity that it was only in the past. The owner of this star is no longer Lord Hualong, because Lord Hualong has died in battle...
[My subordinate has an unkind request, and I hope the deputy general will agree to it. 】
【Um? 】
[If my subordinate, like fellow Daoist Shame Flower, unfortunately dies in battle at the boundary river, I hope that the deputy general can take his natal magic weapon back to the east sky and hand it over to his descendants. 】
【…good. 】
[My subordinate also has a request. If my subordinate dies unfortunately, I hope that the deputy general can pass this letter to my brother, saying that I will not go to the Xianzong Flower Party next year...]
【…good. 】
The memories of that year reappeared before his eyes, making Ning Fan sigh slightly.
Lord Hualong died in battle.
As for the natal magic weapon of Lord Hualong, as soon as Ning Fan returned to Dongtian, he sent someone back to Hualong Star and handed it over to the descendants of Lord Hualong.
Since he happened to pass by this star, Ning Fan didn't mind spreading his spiritual thoughts to see if the descendants of Lord Hualong were living well.
At this glance, it didn't matter, Ning Fan actually had a cold look in his eyes.
He put away his spiritual thoughts and landed towards Hualong Star. At this moment, a small auction was being held in Hualong Sect.
The finale of this auction is not a side object, it is the natal magic weapon of Master Hualong - Huanglong Suo!
This is a twelve-nirvana magic weapon. It is a protective weapon left by Master Hualong to future generations before his death. It is also the only relic left by Master Hualong to future generations.
You must know that when Master Hualong died in battle, not even his whole body was recovered...
But at this moment, this relic appears openly at the auction...
The descendants of Lord Hualong actually auctioned off the only relic of their ancestors... Since this thing belongs to the descendants of Hualong, Ning Fan will not care about how to deal with it, let alone get angry.
What made him angry was not this matter, but something else!
"Three hundred and fifty-one billion Dao Crystals! No one has raised the price yet!" The auction was hosted by the three disciples of Lord Hualong, all of whom were cultivated in Shekong.
The direct descendants of Master Hualong were sitting below the auction house. He was a dark and thin young man. With only a limited cultivation level, he could only watch helplessly as the three uncles auctioned off the relics of their ancestors, with a trace of hatred deep in his eyes.
How can we not hate it!
In order to defend Dongtian, Master Hualong took all the strong men from his direct relatives to Jiehe, and eventually all died in battle.
Among the remaining direct descendants, he is the one with the highest cultivation level, but with only Du Zhen's cultivation level, how can he hold on to something as precious as the Twelve Nirvana Magic Treasures.
In the end, three uncles colluded with outsiders to take the object away, and held the auction...
Not only did Huanglong Suo change his master, but even Hualong Sect no longer belongs to the descendants of Lord Hualong...
"35.2 billion!" Someone else quoted a new price.
"Thirty-five and four billion!"
"Three hundred and sixty-one billion!"
"Three hundred and eighty…"
An immortal old monster who had been destroyed forever held up a sign and was about to quote the price, but before the price was finished, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the entire auction venue, and then the sign in the hand of the immortal old monster was completely gone. In the sign of the land, it collapsed into powder.
"Who is it! How dare you act wild at our Hualong Sect's auction!"
The immortal old monster had his sign ruined before he even made a bid. He lost face and was about to get angry. But before he could say anything, the three old monsters from Hualong Sect Shekong who were in charge of the auction had already spoken out with cold expressions.
There's no way the three of them aren't angry!
where is this place! This is the Hualong Sect, the territory of the Hualong Venerable!
Although the Hualong Master has died in battle, the Hualong Sect's sect-protecting formation is still there, and no other Immortal Master dares to act recklessly in the Hualong Sect.
This person is so brave, he dares to destroy the Hualong Sect, don’t you want to live?
"snort!"
A cold snort came, carrying unimaginable magical power, which shocked the three Shekong old monsters until they vomited blood and flew backwards!
While flying upside down, the bodies of the three people continued to collapse, and they couldn't even bear the cold snort from the person coming.
Everyone turned pale with fright at the terrifying strength of the visitor!
The immortal old monster who didn't have time to get angry was breaking out in cold sweat and was secretly thankful. In his understanding, even the powerful Immortal Emperor may not be able to shatter the body of the monk Shekong with a cold snort, but someone who can do this is at least the Immortal Emperor's cultivation level, or even stronger. This person is absolutely He can't afford it!
Fortunately, no trouble came out of his mouth. He is so lucky!
"Who can explain to Ning why the relics of fellow Taoist Hualong were auctioned!"
Without any warning, heavy rain fell suddenly throughout the Hualong Sect, and a cold murderous aura spread throughout the Hualong Sect.
Under the horrified gazes of most of the old monsters, Ning Fan walked into the auction house dressed in white and with a cold face.
Not everyone recognizes Ning Fan's appearance.
But after the battle at Jiehe, most of the Dongtian monks knew the general appearance of Ning Fan.
As a result, when the monks at the scene discovered that the person who came was actually Ning Fan, some cheered and some were afraid.
The cheerers are because they saw the heroes of the Boundary River War with their own eyes!
Those who are afraid think that there is a ghost inside!
The three Dragon Transformation disciples who were cultivated in Shekong were disintegrated by Ning Fan's cold snort. At this moment, only the soul was left alive. Naturally, Ning Fan was merciful and wanted to leave the three of them for questioning.
The little faces of the three people were almost distorted by fear. They knew that Ning Fan had sent someone to bring back the relics of Master Hualong.
But they didn't know that Ning Fan actually cared about the aftermath of Master Hualong, to such an extent that he even came to such an inconspicuous auction in person!
"Kill, kill, kill, my lord! This little villain has eyesight but cannot see Taishan. Please forgive me for my rude words..."
Ning Fan, who could even defeat the Blood God Gengwu, could easily kill these three Shekong juniors. How could they not be afraid!
laugh!
Suddenly there was a certain Immortal Lord of Two Tribulations in the venue, with fear on his face, he flew out towards the auction venue with all his strength.
"You are so eager to escape. It seems that this matter has something to do with you. Get back here!"
Beetle skin pattern, space pattern!
Ning Fan pressed his big hand, and the Second Tribulation Immortal Lord who had escaped from Hualong Star was caught directly by Ning Fan across the space and thrown to the ground!
Although he has not yet mastered the spatial skin pattern, even if he only uses his skin, it is enough to deal with a Two Tribulation Immortal Lord.
This magical power shocked countless people! The majestic Second Tribulation Immortal, facing Ning Fan, could not even escape. This was too scary.
"Why are you running away!" Ning Fan didn't bother to look at the three Shekong juniors, and directly glanced at the Second Tribulation Immortal with a cold gaze.
His evil spirit is so terrifying! That is the terrifying evil energy that can only be possessed by those who have slaughtered hundreds of immortal emperors!
They were so frightened that they only looked at each other, and the Second Tribulation Immortal Lord who was being watched immediately collapsed to the ground, his teeth chattering, because of the intense fear, he could no longer use any of his magic power!
"You little villain deserves to die! Please, Lord Killer, please spare your life!" The Second Tribulation Immortal Lord finally gritted his teeth and begged for mercy.
"Senior Ning, we can't forgive this person!" Another voice came. It was a dark and thin young man who was a descendant of Hualong.
"Are you a descendant of fellow Taoist Hualong? Well, come and explain to Ning what happened to the Hualong Sect!"
"yes!"
The descendants of Hualong explained the whole story.
After the death of Master Hualong, Hualong Sect no longer has an Immortal Lord in charge, and even Sui Nian is dead, but the cultivation resources in the sect's treasure house are still there.
In the eyes of some old Dongtian monsters with ulterior motives, such a Hualong Sect is like a beauty who has been stripped naked and can do whatever he wants.
Several Eternal Immortal Lords were all eyeing the Hualong Sect's sweet potato. After a secret fight, Hanshan Immortal Lord, who had cultivated in the Eternal Two Tribulations, became the new master behind the Hualong Sect.
The three Shekong disciples left by Master Hualong in the sect all immediately took refuge in Hanshan Immortal Master, and relied on Hanshan Immortal Master's power to oppress the few remaining descendants of Master Hualong. .
Even the only relic of Master Hualong was taken away and auctioned.
If Ning Fan hadn't happened to go to Hualong Star to look for something, he would never have known that the descendants of Lord Hualong had actually become the lambs bullied by everyone.
The martyrs died defending Dongtian, and their deaths were not worth it! Those who were timid and did not participate in the war, just did not treat the descendants of the martyrs kindly, but actually bullied the orphans of the martyrs in the rear. How could Ning Fan not be angry at this situation?
How can you not be heartbroken!
Ning Fan suddenly wanted to know the plight of the descendants of those martyrs who died fighting for Dongtian!
"I would like to ask you, have you ever participated in the Jiehe Alliance?" Ning Fan asked coldly to the Hanshan Immortal Lord who was lying on the ground.
"No, never..." Hanshan Immortal was dripping with cold sweat.
"Master Hualong died for Dongtian. Is it a favor to you?"
"Yes, yes, yes, but the world of cultivation is originally about the jungle. It is..." Hanshan Immortal wanted to argue, but unfortunately, Ning Fan didn't bother to listen to his argument.
He knows that the strong survive and the weak perish is common sense in the world of cultivation!
But above that common sense, there is something more important. Since Hanshan Immortal Master doesn't understand it, Ning Fan doesn't expect him to understand it.
Today, he will take Hanshan Immortal Lord as a warning and let the whole Dongtian know what the consequences will be for bullying the orphans of martyrs!
"I'll give you ten breaths and run away!" Ning Fan said ruthlessly.
"Wha, what!" Hanshan Immortal Master's face was shocked, and he understood what Ning Fan meant in an instant.
Ning Fan wants to kill him!
Not convinced, he is not convinced! But so what if you don’t accept it! Can he beat Ning Fan?
All truths in this world of cultivation must ultimately be expressed through fists. If you don't have the corresponding strength, who will care whether you are fair or not!
"One breath!"
Mud has actually started counting the time!
laugh!
Hanshan Immortal became so heartbroken that he bit off his entire tongue, stimulating the nerves with pain, temporarily freeing his body from fear and allowing him to resume movement.
Then again, he desperately fled outside the auction house.
He ran away desperately, spurting out blood and essence again and again, and used the blood to escape across the stars!
He regretted extremely, regretted that he had been greedy and had the idea of Hualong Sect, but it was already too late!
Two breaths!
Four breaths!
Eight breaths!
Ten breaths!
Even though Hanshan Immortal Lord had escaped very far, Ning Fan still sucked him back to him in an instant. With just one finger press, Hanshan Immortal Lord's body was crushed and collapsed, and his soul was killed!
How powerful!
How domineering!
Everyone was quiet, some were afraid, some were ashamed.
"You three disciples who betrayed your master, how do you want to die!" Ning Fan glanced at the souls of the three Shekong old monsters.
With his intelligence ability, he easily learned the identities and actions of these three people from the minds of some female cultivators here.
These three people are the beloved disciples of Venerable Hualong, and they have been given deep trust by Venerable Hualong!
Without trust, how could Master Hualong leave these three disciples to take charge of the sect and protect future generations.
But these three people failed to live up to Master's expectations and actually joined forces with outsiders to murder Master's descendants.
With Ning Fan's extreme attitude, he would never forgive such a person who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors. The three people knew this very well, and they were so horrified that they ran away.
But even the Eternal Immortal Lord cannot escape, so how can the three of them escape?
As Ning Fan clicked three times in the void, the three Shekong old monsters screamed and died, unable to even escape from the auction venue.
"Thank you, senior, for avenging me!" When the descendants of Hualong saw that their enemies were all dead, they burst into tears of gratitude towards Ning Fan. They knelt down on the ground excitedly and kept kowtow to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan shook his head, used the wind of his sleeves to lift the Hualong descendant up, threw him a storage bag, and then left the auction venue.
"Congratulations to Master Shadian!"
Countless monks sighed at Ning Fan's power and stood up to see him off, but in fact, Ning Fan did not leave Hualong Star.
With a flash of his body, he flew to the highest mountain peak of Hualong Star. He was not in a hurry to take something from the star, but remained silent.
It was the dragon star in autumn, and the bone-chilling autumn rain fell without any warning.
Ning Fan stood in the autumn rain, looking at the boundless rain curtain, as if he saw countless figures of Dongtian monks fighting to the death in the boundary river from the rain curtain.
It was also like seeing countless heroic figures of Zi Douxian cultivators guarding the Zi Dou Immortal realm, dying and annihilating their clans.
"Is this the world you want to protect..."
"Is this the world that Immortal Emperor Zi Dou wants to change..."
