After the omniscient old man regained his senses, Ning Fan chatted with the omniscient old man again and asked about suppressing the ant master.
The omniscient old man couldn't quite remember why he suppressed the ant master in the first place, but he still remembered the method of suppressing the ant master very clearly.
This is a suppression method passed down by the Liang Yi Sect. What is suppressed is not the body and immortal soul of the ant master, but the [existence] of the ant master!
Suppressing the existence of the ant master also requires the use of strong beings, and because this is the method of the Liang Yi Sect, it involves the dual seals of yin and yang.
The male ant quasi-sage of the light ant tribe is the Yang seal that suppresses the existence of the ant master in the Yang world.
The female quasi-sage of the light ant tribe is the Yin seal that suppresses the ant master's existence in the underworld.
"Does repression exist..."
Ning Fan shook his head, indicating that he could only understand a little bit, but could not understand deeper things. Obviously, this method of suppression is no longer something for the second step, but something for the third or even fourth step.
"Hey, little friend Ning, what do you want me to say about you? You just killed a quasi-sage fused with the light ant tribe, but you actually killed such an important Yangfeng as the Corpse Slave King; the four major ones that I have planted here Yin Feng, you even captured two people, and your cultivation was completely destroyed. Fortunately, you haven't taken action against Yin Mu and Huazhao, otherwise once the ant master escapes, I will have to spend a lot of effort to suppress her again. Yes. You must know that this is to suppress the saint. I am not afraid of her resistance, but are you, the Yin people in the purple dream world, afraid? Haven't you heard a saying, when gods fight, mortals suffer. Wait until I suppress it again This bitch, hey, I’m afraid your Zi Dou Fantasy World has also been affected to pieces..."
Ning Fan smiled awkwardly.
Fortunately, he didn't really attack Yinmu and Huazhao, otherwise he might become the criminal who destroyed the world of Zi Dou's dream world...
"But you still destroyed a lot of Yang and Yin seals, which weakened the power of the seal a lot. Now, I have to cultivate new Yang and Yin seals. You can replenish a quasi-sage happily, and kill a quasi-sage. It's easy, but do you know how much energy and time it takes for me to cultivate a quasi-sage? Ning, little friend, please don't hurt these little ants anymore, okay? Can you give me some face? ?”
"…good."
"But it's not like you didn't do any good deeds. You actually moved away the ant master's Tao Mountain. I was worried that I had no place to deal with that mountain. This is a very good move, very good! As for the ant master's scattered soul in the sea of consciousness... Hey, All I can do is to be patient for the time being, and wait for me to figure it all out, come up with new methods, and then try to get rid of her. Before that, don't try random methods, lest the ant master's soul is scattered and not killed, but instead Destroy your own sea of consciousness.”
"Um."
It was a matter of life and death in the Dreamland, so Ning Fan had to give up his plan to collect Yinmu and Huazhao.
Of course, just because he couldn't take supplements didn't mean he couldn't act. After figuring out the bottom line for suppressing the ant master, Ning Fan no longer had any worries.
That night, he punished Yinmu and Huazhao, and by the way, he planted the son's relics for the two daughters. Even if he didn't take supplements, he still got the Yuan Yin of the two quasi-sages. Ning Fan's previous surge in mana was completely stable, and he even improved a little.
Ning Fan returned Hua Huo and Hong Lian to the Light Ant Clan and gave them to the omniscient old man to train them again. At this point, the four powerful women of the Light Ant Clan were all controlled by the relics and could no longer harm Ning Fan.
A few days later.
With the help of the true merits, the curse of the ooze monster was successfully lifted. Ning Fan did not see the specific lifting process with his own eyes. Afterwards, when the ooze monster returned the Jade Book of Open Heaven to him, the merit on it was reduced by 600 points. The strange thing is that even though the curse has been lifted, the ooze monster still maintains its mud body. I don't know if it was intentional or not.
There are still 11,800 merits left in the Jade Book of the Open Heaven.
Ten days later.
Ancestor Lei Ze swallowed up all the ancient Yin Wind collected by Ning Fan. While his injuries healed, his magic power improved even more by a hundred kalpas!
He finally walked out of the wind bag, and Ning Fan also returned the wind bag.
"Brother Ning, you are really my lucky star! I have broken through the small bottleneck this time, and I will no longer be constrained by the bottleneck for a long time. I will usher in a new period of improvement in cultivation. Hahaha! Brother I really don’t know how to thank you.”
Before Patriarch Lei Ze could thank Ning Fan properly, he saw the omniscient old man beside Ning Fan.
then…
Under Ning Fan's confused gaze, ancestor Lei Ze rubbed his eyes, then cried with joy, knelt down directly towards the omniscient old man, and kowtowed several times.
"Uncle He? Is it really you? When you disappeared mysteriously, we were all so worried about you! It turns out you are not dead, not dead! Lei Ze, a registered disciple of the Liangyi Sect, has met Uncle He!" But it turns out that Mr. Lei Ze Zu was once accepted as a registered disciple by Master Nangong of Liangyi Sect. It is reasonable for Lei Ze to call Master Nangong and his equal, Omniscient.
"Go aside, who is your Uncle He! Don't make random connections. I don't recognize the Liangyi Sect and the Sanyi Sect! Let alone Lei Zeyuze!" said the old man Quanzhi with a look of disgust.
"Uncle He, have you forgotten! It was you who taught me to smell my senior sister's dirty clothes and pants! You are my great benefactor! Have you forgotten all those important experiences of fighting side by side together!" Lei Ancestor Ze said heartbrokenly.
"Indecent clothes...indecent pants..." The omniscient old man's eyes flashed, and he seemed to have remembered something...
"Moreover, your old man also took my nephew to go whore... to Yihong Mansion to drink and talk about Taoism. If it weren't for Master He, my nephew would still not understand that there are so many mysteries in women..."
"Yihonglou...the woman's...mystery..." The old man Quanzhi seemed to remember something, his nose felt hot, and two lines of nosebleeds suddenly flowed out.
He seemed to be about to really remember those past events.
But in the end, his incomplete consciousness made it impossible for him to recall those things.
"I... don't recognize you." Quanzhi sighed.
"So it turns out that Master He's consciousness has been so damaged. No wonder he...can't remember..."
"Although I don't remember you, since you call me Senior Uncle, you can't call me Brother Ning. You have to call me Junior Uncle."
"Uh, call him uncle? This, this is unreasonable. He is just the descendant of our Liangyi Sect for countless generations. How can my nephew call him uncle? Isn't that an inferiority! He calls his nephew master. Pretty much…”
"If you want me to yell, just yell, no need to talk so much! You don't listen to my uncle's orders, do you?" Quan Zhi's face was straight, and Lei Ze gave in out of habit.
"Master, don't be angry. I'm shouting. I'm shouting. Isn't it enough? Hey, isn't it just to recognize one more uncle? It's such a big deal. Don't be so angry that your body is broken..."
…
In this way, Ning Fan inexplicably gained a nephew.
Ning Fan underestimated the influence of the omniscient old man on Patriarch Lei Ze. He originally thought that Patriarch Lei Ze would not take the crazy words of the omniscient old man seriously.
But he was wrong.
Following Quanzhi's order, Lei Ze actually served him as his master uncle.
When Ning Fan stood, Lei Ze didn't dare to sit down; when Ning Fan sat, Lei Ze stood aside and served like a boy. That attitude, being respectful in words and polite in actions, is what makes Ning Fan calm down in the morning and dusk, and sleep on the ice to warm the table!
On this day, Ning Fan was chatting with Bei Xiaoman when Lei Ze came running over again.
"Disciple Lei Ze, I have something to ask my junior uncle!" As soon as he came to the door, Patriarch Lei Ze had a tendency to kneel down. Was he going to give Ning Fan a big gift? Is this a big deal?
Ning Fan almost spit out a mouthful of spiritual tea, while Bei Xiaoman on the side was also shocked and couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
Grandpa Shi Bing has just recovered and still needs to recuperate. She had been busy taking care of Grandpa Shi Bing recently and didn't know much about Ning Fan and Lei Ze. Seeing Lei Ze actually kneel down to Ning Fan immediately refreshed her outlook on things.
She always thought that Ning Fan was just a little cultivator; where was Patriarch Lei Ze? That was one of the three quasi-sages of the Siming Sect, and he was already the supreme being in Beitian.
The dignified quasi-sage of the Siming Sect kept calling Ning Fan his junior uncle, and he knelt down and bowed down as soon as they met. Wasn't she dreaming...
Bei Xiaoman pinched his face stupidly, incredible! It actually hurts a little, it’s not a dream!
"Don't be stupid, senior Lei Ze is joking with me..." Ning Fan fixed Lei Ze with a finger on his sleeve, and Lei Ze couldn't kneel down anymore.
joke? What kind of joke should be made to make a quasi-sage kneel down and worship a junior cultivator?
Most people wouldn't believe this.
But Bei Xiaoman believed it! After all, the IQ of a woman in love often drops to a negative value, and she firmly believes what the man she likes says...
"...If you have something to say, don't kneel down." Ning Fan said helplessly.
"Yes! Young Master Uncle, the Beitian Sect Grand Competition is coming soon. As a quasi-sage of the Siming Sect, my nephew needs to attend the second round of the competition. He will not be able to serve you for the time being. Please allow me, Young Master Uncle, for permission. "Ancestor Lei Ze said respectfully.
"Senior, I already have a headache when there is an omniscient senior who is crazy and crazy. Please don't cause any more trouble. Don't call me uncle again, I can't stand it..." Ning Fan said with a headache.
"Little uncle! You are an elder, how can you call me senior! Isn't this Zhesha's nephew? You want to call me nephew, or you can just call me by my name!"
"Then, fellow Taoist Lei Ze..."
"You can't call me fellow Taoist! The rules of our Liangyi Sect are very strict. You are the uncle, so you should abide by your duties and abide by the rules! There is no room for chaos in this generation!"
It's already a mess, okay? I am a descendant of the Black Demon Sect and a young disciple of the Liang Yi Sect after countless generations. You, the old man, are the elder, okay? But he still calls me uncle...
"Forget it, I'd better call you Lei Ze..." Ning Fan was too lazy to argue anymore.
Master uncle, let’s just say master uncle. Anyway, it’s not him who suffers...
"Uncle, can I allow my nephew to leave temporarily?"
"...Enzhun, please leave quickly."
"Thank you, uncle! By the way, uncle, do you want to go to the second round of the competition to join in the fun?"
"It seems that I can't go. When I represented the Black Demon Faction in the first round of the competition, I violated too many rules of Beitian Tendo and even violated the rules of the competition. According to the rules, it seems that the Black Demon Faction will be canceled from participating in the second round. Qualifications…"
"Disqualification? Who dares! You are my junior uncle Lei Ze, who dares to disqualify you, my nephew will kill him! If my junior uncle wants to participate in the second round, he can naturally come when the time comes. At that time, my nephew We will prepare the best seats for the Black Devil Sect and welcome our young master uncle!"
This time, it was Bei Xiaoman's turn to be happy.
"Xiao Fanfan, you also want to participate in the Beitian Competition? Which faction do you represent? The Black Luo Faction? Or the Blackwood Faction? I didn't hear clearly."
"...It's the Black Devil Sect." Ning Fan smiled. He knew that Bei Xiaoman couldn't figure out his origin. After all, Bei Xiaoman only found out his real name some time ago.
"The Black Devil Sect? Sounds a bit familiar. It doesn't seem like a big sect... Forget it, that's not important. Xiao Fanfan, in the second round, can you be my [chess player]?"
"Chess player? What is that?"
"You don't know about chess? You really don't care about our sect competition in Beitian." Seeing Ning Fan's confused face, Bei Xiaoman suddenly felt superior in intelligence and explained to Ning Fan why Bei Xiaoman The rules for the second round of the Tianzong Sect Competition.
Different from the first round of regional battles, all Beitian sects participating in the second round need to act as chess players and find someone among the monks in the Palace of Lost Worlds to be their chess master.
The Beitian Sect Competition is also called the Battle of the Three Palaces. Starting from the second round, it is a civil war between the three palaces of the Lost World Palace: the North Palace, the South Palace, and the West Palace.
All the sects participating in the Beitian Competition are just chess players of the Lost World Palace. The disciples of the three palaces of the Lost World Palace will select their own chess players to help them compete for the second round ranking...
"I don't understand." Ning Fan had no interest in understanding these complicated rules.
He has little interest in participating in the second round.
"Forget it if you don't understand. Anyway, you can discuss it with the leader of your Black Demon Sect and come and be my chess pawn in the second round. Although your Black Demon Sect is not a powerful sect, who asked you to have an affair with me? What? For your sake, I will protect you too!" It turns out that Bei Xiaoman wanted to accept Ning Fan as a chess player because he was worried that Ning Fan's cultivation level was too low and he would be injured in the second round, so he wanted to use himself The relationship secretly protected Ning Fan in the second round.
Ning Fan couldn't laugh or cry. He found that Bei Xiaoman's misunderstanding of him was getting deeper and deeper. "Actually, the current head of the Black Devil Sect is me."
"What! The Black Demon Sect is actually so weak that it wants to hire a Void Refining cultivator to be its leader?" Bei Xiaoman was startled, and then, filled with motherly love, he held Ning Fan's hand tightly, " But don’t be afraid, you are my chess pawn and my man, and if I want to protect you, then even those great masters such as Du Zhen and She Kong cannot hurt you!"
Watanabe? Empty? Mighty?
"...Actually, I'm better than many quasi-sages." Ning Fan explained helplessly.
"I know, I understand! Your skills in bed are indeed unrivaled in the world, but you have to know that cultivation fighting is not about playing with women. The danger in the second round is far beyond your imagination... But no matter how dangerous it is, I will protect you! After all, You...are so powerful...I can't bear to have anything happen to you..." Bei Xiaoman said with a blush.
"..." Forget it, Ning Fan doesn't want to explain anymore. Facts will prove that he is stronger than ordinary quasi-sages, not just in bed.
Ning Fan originally had no interest in participating in the second round of the competition, but if he would become Bei Xiaoman's chess player and help Bei Xiaoman, then he would not mind continuing to participate in this competition.
Even if he doesn't even understand what a chess player is...
…
The second round of the sect competition will not start for several months. Ning Fan does not have to go to the Palace of the Lost World so early to participate in the competition, but Patriarch Lei Ze needs to take the first step and supervise the preparations before the competition.
Bei Xiaoman also needs to take the first step. After all, her status in Beitian is somewhat special, and the meaning of this sect competition is also very special, so she must arrive in advance.
She hasn't been rescued from Guangzu Diyuan by Ancestor Lei Ze for so long. The Palace of Lost Worlds should be in chaos. It's time for her and Ancestor Lei Ze to go back to the Palace of Lost Worlds.
"Xiao Fanfan, you have to protect yourself. I will wait for you at the Palace of Relics." Until the end, Bei Xiaoman was still worried about Ning Fan's safety, fearing that Ning Fan would be in danger if he stayed alone in Guangzu Diyuan.
But only her Grandpa Shibing and the stone soldier puppets she brought knew how insanely strong Ning Fan was!
After being transformed by Omniscient, Shi Bing was already an Immortal King. In Beitian, Immortal Kings are all ancestor-level existences. But standing next to Ning Fan, Shi Bing felt that the gap between his cultivation level and Ning Fan's at this moment was even greater. When I was in the Rain Realm, it was even more distant...
"What state of cultivation have you reached now..." Shi Bing asked with emotion.
"Just like you, I'm just an Immortal King. Yes, after having a new puppet body, you are much tougher than before. In this case, you must protect Xiaoman even more in the future." Ning Fan also sighed with emotion, smiled, and patted Shi Bing. shoulder, encouraged.
He had been the master of Shi Bing for a period of time. Now that Shi Bing was restored to full health, he was actually very happy, but he did not express it too much.
"I heard that it was you who helped me get the puppet body transformed by the omniscient old man. This kindness will never be forgotten by Shi Bing!"
"Hey, Grandpa Shi Bing, I also contributed to this matter, okay! Why do you only thank Xiao Fanfan!" Bei Xiaoman curled his lips.
"...And don't believe him, he is not an Immortal King. Although he has extremely high qualifications, he is still young. Although he can become an Immortal King in the future, he is still just a little Void Refining monk at the moment. Of course you don't want to Just look down on him because he is practicing Xu, he is very strong, invincible at the same level, and I am afraid he will also be invincible at the higher level..." Bei Xiaoman said again.
"...Miss, you are wrong. Of course I will not believe that he is the Immortal King, because he is much better than the Immortal King. If I didn't know his personality and experience well, I would definitely doubt at this moment that he was hiding in the Rain Realm. I have obtained the status of quasi-sage... Forget it, when the second round starts, the lady will know how powerful your husband is. The whole Beitian will be scared..." The past events are still vivid in his mind, which makes Shi Bing sigh.
Ning Fan, who dared to capture him when he was still in Nascent Soul cultivation, has now become the most powerful man in the North Heaven. People say that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, but where is Ning Fan's wave? It was clearly a tsunami, not to mention a front wave, and it directly submerged all the land.
The geniuses of this son's generation are really pitiful. They will never be able to make a difference in this life and will always be under the feet of this son...
…
Until Bei Xiaoman left, Ning Fan did not leave Guangzu Diyuan.
He stayed here to fulfill his promise and let the omniscient old man do some experiments on him.
It was said to be an experiment, but Ning Fan's daily life was really no different from having fun.
There are always four Yin Mothers and Four Ants around to take care of her, and there are also slime monsters and black demons to tease, so her life is very leisurely.
There are a lot of elixirs and elixirs that can be taken every day. These elixirs and fruits are not used to improve cultivation, but rather to develop the body's potential.
Ning Fan could feel that his strength was growing every day, but the ancient demon's energy did not increase at all, but became more solid every day.
"Senior Quanzhi, can I ask, what experiment are you doing on me right now?" Ning Fan asked curiously.
"Extreme!" Quanzhi answered Ning Fan with only one word.
This word made Ning Fan confused.
"Ji? What is that?"
"It's the master's way! The master's way is the return of all dharmas to their origin, and every effort is made. There are yin and yang, and there are two completely different directions of development: life and death. The experiments you are doing at the moment are all in Prepare to truly reach [Extreme Strength]. Mortal muscles can never use the ultimate strength, and can only use 10 to 20% of the strength at most. The same is true for immortals. Whether it is the physical body, the soul, or the spiritual mind, Out of self-preservation, power can never fully explode, otherwise it will damage itself."
"In order to break through their own limitations, some immortal cultivators create secret techniques that can increase their cultivation level in a short period of time. Those secret techniques do not increase their own cultivation level, but open up the local cultivation limitations of the body. Therefore, these secret techniques often There will be side effects. With this level of restriction lifted, you can probably achieve 30% to 50% of your cultivation level."
"Generally speaking, when someone gives up everything to self-destruct, that person can completely lift the restrictions and unleash 100% cultivation. Therefore, the power of self-destruction often destroys the world and is a method that is only used when death is inevitable. "
"The master's ultimate is not as simple as opening up the limitations of the body. The cultivation of the limitations of the body is the one hundred percent part of oneself; the master's way is the part that exceeds one hundred percent..."
"You should have felt that although your strength has been improving every day these days, what is coming will still come. Your strength has reached a bottleneck. This bottleneck is not given to you by anyone, but by your body. It is established by instinct. This bottleneck is the self-protection in your body. The experiment I am going to do next is to help you forcibly lift this restriction. You have to be careful. Once the restriction is lifted, you will be able to give full play to your self-cultivation. Because, so you must control your strength. Once you exert too much force, your body will explode directly because it cannot bear the backlash of the force!"
