In the end, Ning Fan agreed to the request of the Nine Swords Taoist and agreed to donate half of his demonic blood to water the Sword Ancestor's natal Qinglian.
The Qinglian Sword Clan wants to resurrect the sword ancestor's natal Qinglian, so as to obtain the inheritance of the Taoism.
Ning Fan also wanted to resurrect the natal Qinglian, and then return the Taoism in it to the Sword Ancestor Soul Grass to make the Soul Grass grow.
Jiujian Daoist thought he had successfully coerced Ning Fan, but he didn't know that this matter was exactly what Ning Fan wanted.
Seeing that Ning Fan "had no choice but to compromise," Taoist Jiujian felt proud in his heart, but his face did not show it. He returned to his original friendly smile, "I am very pleased that fellow Taoist made the wisest choice. No matter whether this matter succeeds or not, fellow Taoist They are all friends of my Qinglian Sword Clan!"
friend? Haha, I don’t need friends like the Qinglian Sword Clan...
Ning Fan disagreed in his heart, but on the surface, he had to pretend to be helpless and complaining, "Stop using the polite words! Finish pouring the demon blood quickly and let me leave! I don’t want to stay here any longer.”
"Haha, fellow Taoist, don't be anxious. If you want to perform the resurrection ceremony, just pouring it with demon blood is not enough. You have to wait for another fellow daoist to come to your aid. Before that fellow daoist arrives, you have to wait for a while. ." Jiujian Taoist smiled mysteriously, took out an ancient piece of money, and crushed it into pieces.
This seems to be a message to someone in a distant land by crushing money.
"Okay, that person will definitely arrive in half an hour at most. This is what we agreed back then." Taoist Master Jiujian said confidently.
He firmly believed that the owner of the money did not dare not come, after all, the other party also had something in his hands!
"Hmph! It seems that Ning is not the only one who was coerced by fellow Taoist." Ning Fan seemed very unhappy, but his true emotion was surprise.
The aura on the money seems familiar. It seems to be... the Chunyang Patriarch of the Chunyang Sect?
Weird, isn't the Chunyang Patriarch staying in the Bitian Coffin to linger on his last breath? How could he be involved with the Qinglian Sword Clan...
"Haha, fellow Taoist, please calm down. It is true that our Qinglian Sword Clan was offended in this matter first, but so what? To put it bluntly, if you hadn't been greedy for the good fortune of this place, you wouldn't have fallen into the bottom of the spring and been killed by me. That’s all. As a monk, who hasn’t stumbled a few times, so why should fellow Taoists be worried about it? Someone’s coming!”
Taoist Master Jiujian stopped paying attention to Ning Fan, but instead called several clan members and whispered some instructions.
Not long after, a hundred or so big men from the Sword Spirit Clan, working together to carry a yellow mud wine vat as huge as a mountain, came closer.
"This is..." Ning Fan Yu Nian secretly said. He had already found out what was stored in the wine jar, but he still asked knowingly.
"Fellow Daoist is the first real ancient demon that I have been waiting for for countless years. But unfortunately, my friend Daoist Ancient Demon Ancestor's blood is too little, it seems that there are only four drops, which is not enough..."
"so what…"
"So I want to help fellow Taoist to condense more ancient demon ancestor blood! In this wine vat, there are three hundred drops of pseudo-ancient demon ancestor blood that I have collected over hundreds of millions of years. After hundreds of millions of years of hard work, I brewed it into wine, and obtained three million kilograms of Ancient Demon Blood Wine. Although it is not the orthodox Ancient Demon Blood Wine, it is still a rare treasure. If an orthodox Ancient Demon drinks all this wine, he will be able to cultivate for at least ten more years. A drop of the blood of the Ancient Demon Ancestor... I have offended many times before, so I use this wine to make up for the kindness." Taoist Jiujian pretended to be generous.
"Compensation? Taoist fellow Taoist, what you said is really nice! You only talked about the benefits of this wine, but you concealed the defects of this wine. If Ning is not mistaken, this wine is clearly made by ingesting Hunyuan into pulp and brewing it. How overbearing! When drinking, it is like drinking raw Hunyuan, which will definitely cause huge damage to the drinker. Those quasi-sages with weaker Qi and blood will not even drink one third of this wine, and they will die directly. . If you let Ning drink these drinks, he will be punished!" Ning Fan said coldly.
"Hmph! Now that you are trapped in our Qinglian Sword Clan, do you still have a choice not to drink? Could it be that fellow Taoist leader wants to toast you instead of eating the penalty wine!" Taoist Master Jiujian suddenly changed his face and pretended to remove the blessing from Ning Fan. The power of the sword spirit in his body.
Ning Fan's expression suddenly changed. If the power of the sword spirit in his body disappeared, the chaotic energy from the bottom of the spring would immediately sweep towards him.
"Fellow Taoist, why are you doing this! This wine... I will drink it!" Ning Fan said with an ugly face, but he was holding back laughter in his heart. This is the wine that Jiujian Taoist spent hundreds of millions of years brewing. Drinking it can increase the blood of the Ancient Demon Ancestor and make a lot of money.
"Haha, that's right. Fellow Taoist, don't worry. I understand that this wine is extremely harmful and I won't let you drink more. You only need to drink one-fifth of it. Where is the beauty? I won't give it to Fellow Daoist Ning." Serve the wine!”
Following the order from Taoist Master Jiujian, more than a dozen beautiful figures walked out, all of them beauties from the Qinglian Sword Clan.
These beauties are naturally the bodies of sword spirits. Each and every one of them has lost their vitality, and it is unknown who picked them up.
All the beauties set up tables and chairs and offered Ning Fan a drink with all their charms. They used space-type drinking utensils. A small bottle of wine contained a thousand kilograms of wine. However, Ning Fan only made a helpless expression and drank very slowly. .
He seemed to hate this pseudo-ancient demon blood wine.
But this is also human nature. Among ordinary people, who has nothing to do to drink Hunyuan wine?
Even if this wine is of great benefit to the ancient demons, there are probably not many second-step ancient demons who would dare to drink it.
Fortunately, Ning Fan is not an ordinary person. He is a spirit with a waste body, which is inherently more powerful than ordinary ancient demons. And because he understands the five elements of the Hunyuan body, he has considerable experience in absorbing the power of the Hunyuan. He can drink the Hunyuan raw. There is also almost no damage.
But this cannot be noticed by Jiujian Taoist...
Ever since, every time Ning Fan drank some blood wine, he would pretend to be greatly injured and cough up some blood. The blood was naturally a disguise...
Even so, Master Jiujian was secretly surprised and suspicious because Ning Fan coughed up less blood than he expected.
"Weird, this person drank the Hunyuan wine and suffered less backlash than I imagined. Why...could it be that the orthodox ancient demon has a powerful physical body and is somewhat resistant to the Hunyuan energy?"
Unfortunately, Taoist Nine Swordsmen had never seen an orthodox ancient demon. Of course, these speculations could not be confirmed, so they only kept it in mind and did not dare to look down on Ning Fan too much.
"Good wine, really good wine! Although this Jiu Swordsman has a bad character, his wine-making skills are really outstanding. And this wine can actually increase my demon blood level. It's really amazing!"
Ning Fan admired the blood wine in his heart, but on his face he had to pretend that he had no choice but to be forced to drink.
Secretly, the level of demon blood is increasing by leaps and bounds!
Originally, he only had four drops of demon blood level, and the fifth drop of demon blood had only condensed one-third. At this moment, the fifth drop of demon blood was gradually perfected at an astonishing speed!
"Weird, this guy just drank 30,000 kilograms of blood wine, and he has the tendency to condense the fifth drop of ancestral blood?" Jiujian Taoist frowned, this was a little different from what he had guessed.
He originally thought that even an orthodox ancient demon would need to drink more than 100,000 kilograms of blood wine to condense the fifth drop of demon ancestral blood.
After all, not all the blood wine that reaches the stomach can be successfully converted into medicinal power, and there will always be a lot of waste.
Is the blood wine containing Hunyuan power so easy to absorb? It is rare for an ordinary quasi-sage to be able to absorb a quarter of the medicinal power.
Ning Fan is different. He has the Hunyuan Body Technique, and there is almost no waste in absorbing the power of Hunyuan. Taking this wine at this moment, the effect is naturally far more significant than others.
This is because the ancient gods and ancient demons have different powers. Otherwise, if the ancient god's mind can also work, the improvement of his demon blood will be truly heaven-defying.
"I understand. This man was about to cultivate the fifth drop of Demon Ancestor Blood, so he only drank 30,000 kilograms of blood wine and cultivated the fifth drop. But if it was the sixth drop, it would not be so easy to cultivate! "Taoist Jiujian suddenly realized it and thought he had found the reason.
as expected!
After Ning Fan successfully condensed the fifth drop of Demon Ancestor's blood, he drank two hundred thousand kilograms of blood wine, but was unable to condense the sixth drop of Demon Ancestor's blood.
It seems that the sixth drop of Demon Ancestor blood is more than a thousand times more difficult to condense than the fifth drop.
"It seems that my guess is correct. The reason why this child quickly condensed the fifth drop of Demon Ancestor's blood was just a coincidence..." Taoist Jiujian felt relieved. He didn't like things to go out of control.
Little did he know that this time, he had been deceived by Ning Fan's deliberately created illusion!
…
After drinking 30,000 kilograms of blood wine, Ning Fan had already cultivated one-third of the fifth drop of Demon Ancestor blood, which was completely solidified!
After drinking another 60,000 kilograms of blood wine, he successfully cultivated the sixth drop of Demon Ancestor blood!
Another hundred thousand kilograms, the seventh drop of Demon Ancestor blood was successfully cultivated!
Fortunately, Ning Fan noticed the surprised expression of Master Jiujian and understood that his ability to absorb blood wine was indeed a bit scary. It would expose his restraint on the power of Hunyuan and make the enemy wary.
So he put on some disguise.
Although he had successfully cultivated the sixth and seventh drops of Demon Ancestor's blood, he suppressed the fluctuations and did not let outsiders know. This matter fell into the eyes of Jiujian Taoist, who also said that Ning Fan encountered many difficulties in cultivating the sixth drop of Demon Ancestor Blood.
It is difficult to cultivate ancestral blood, especially for the ancient demon clan who have been deprived of blood qualifications. If Ning Fan hadn't cheated the Nine Sword Taoist of his wine by chance, it would have been difficult for Ning Fan to continue to increase the amount of Demon Ancestor's blood.
The more the amount of ancestral blood increases, the more difficult it becomes to practice.
Ning Fan drank a full 140,000 kilograms of blood wine before he cultivated the eighth drop of Demon Ancestor blood.
The ninth drop used 170,000 kilograms of blood wine.
The tenth drop, two hundred thousand catties.
"Oh? Has this kid finally condensed the seventh drop of Demon Ancestor's blood? It's enough... If he drinks any more, I'm worried that he will be violently killed by the power of Hunyuan. In that case, no one will be able to pour the demon blood. ." Taoist Jiujian nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, stopped the beauties from urging them to drink, and ordered the tribesmen to move the wine jars away.
Little did he know that Ning Fan had already condensed the tenth drop of Demon Ancestor blood at this moment, and what he saw was just an illusion created by Ning Fan.
"Huh, I finally don't have to drink these blood wine anymore..." Ning Fan looked weak and pale, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. Of course, this complexion and expression were all fake.
In his heart, he felt a pity. He wanted to drink more blood wine. Why did the Nine Sword Taoist withdraw? Could it be that he noticed his disguise and was on guard?
Forget it, let’s talk about the blood wine thing later. The top priority is to resurrect Qing Ling’s Taoism and nourish the Soul Grass with the power of Taoism.
"I'm offended..." Taoist Master Jiujian pretended to feel guilty and bowed to Ning Fan, as if he was apologizing for forcing Ning Fan to drink blood wine. In fact, he was unapologetic in his heart. Instead, he was laughing at Ning Fan for being so weak and easy to bully!
"Hmph! Half an hour has passed. It seems that the other fellow Taoist should have arrived, right?" Ning Fan said angrily.
"It's coming, it's coming..." Taoist Master Jiujian was calming Ning Fan when he suddenly saw a beam of pure sunlight shining silently into the moonlight world at the bottom of the Soul Spring.
Then the conversation changed, "Haha, Fellow Daoist Ning, you don't have to wait any longer, Fellow Daoist Lu is already here."
That beam of pure sunlight arrived silently, hiding it from the eyes and ears of the entire Guanghan Palace.
The beam of light fell on the world at the bottom of the spring, transforming into Patriarch Chunyang.
Ning Fan naturally recognized the Chunyang Patriarch. He had once been labeled a Chunyang Sect Xingshi for questioning, so he was able to get to know this person; even his Pure Refining Technique was bought from this person.
In my impression, Chunyang Patriarch was a man who was greedy for money and afraid of death. Nine out of ten words he said were inseparable from the Heavenly Daojin. Moreover, because of his fear of death, he hid in the Chunyang Sect’s sky-shielding coffin all day long. At one time, even the juniors of the sect didn’t know that his family There is still such a great god alive.
Greedy for money, Patriarch Chunyang was also a man of astonishing talent and beauty. It was this man who invented the famous Sheotian Coffin in Beitian. If it weren't for the existence of the Sheltering Coffin, Beitian's overall strength would not be as much as that of the other three days, and it was all due to this person.
At the same time, Patriarch Chunyang is still a titled monk, holding the title of [God of Wealth], and his life creed is "Money can communicate with gods".
At this moment, Patriarch Chunyang was protected by countless phantoms of money, giving people a sense of invulnerability. Even the Hunyuan Qi at the bottom of the spring could not harm him at all.
Ning Fan could do this level of defense even if he asked himself, but he absolutely needed to use all his means.
In the past, he seemed to have underestimated the strength of Patriarch Chunyang. Although this person was a first-level quasi-sage, he was definitely the kind that defies heaven...
"Huh? Why is Brother Dao here too? Could it be that... the blood-infused ancient demon that the Qinglian Sword Clan found is you?" As soon as Patriarch Chunyang arrived, he saw that Ning Fan was also here, and he was a little surprised. .
"I accidentally fell into the tiger's den and couldn't help myself, which made fellow Taoists laugh..." Ning Fan said with a bitter smile.
"Oh? Fellow Daoist Lu, do you recognize this fellow Daoist Ning?" Taoist Master Jiujian was slightly surprised, but he didn't find it strange either. It's normal for the two old monsters from Beitian to know each other. It would be weird if they didn't know each other.
"Hmph! Whether Lu recognizes Brother Ning or not, it's none of your business!" Patriarch Chunyang could still have a good face when facing Ning Fan, but he was not polite when facing Taoist Master Jiujian.
"This..." The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Fortunately, Jiujian Daoist also understood that he was the one who coerced Chunyang Patriarch first, and it was only natural for the other party to complain.
Of course, he secretly hated Patriarch Chunyang's rudeness, but it wasn't like he couldn't tolerate it until he finished using the other party.
"Speaking of which, I only found out a few days ago that Brother Dao is now named Ning, not Zhao. According to rumors, Brother Dao should be in the Palace of Relics now. Why would you come here... By the way, Brother Dao? After thinking about it, do you want to buy the next few chapters of Pure Refining Techniques? If I buy them all, I can't give some discounts to Taoist brother..." Chunyang Patriarch really insisted on Tian Dao Jin and wanted to make Ning Fan's money again.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Patriarch Chunyang was surprised.
He just habitually promoted his Purity Refining Technique, but after taking a closer look, he discovered that the purity of Ning Fan's magic power was no longer what it used to be. He had almost completed all the Purification Refining Techniques he purchased at the time.
"This man's mana purification speed is too fast! At this speed, he really needs to buy more pure refining techniques for backup!" Patriarch Chunyang was surprised in his heart.
Looking at it again, Ning Fan not only had a great increase in the purity of his mana, but also increased the quantity of his mana. He was already at the advanced level of seventeen thousand kalpas!
With Ning Fan's current level of cultivation, if he fights Ning Fan with all his strength, he will only have a 30% chance of winning and a 70% chance of losing.
So here comes the question…
Why did Ning Fan, who was more powerful than him, fall into the Qinglian Sword Clan and be controlled by a mere Nine Sword Taoist...
Could it be that, like him, this kid is just pretending to be insincere and conciliatory with the Nine Swordsmen?
"We'll talk about the deal of refining the Pure Art later. Let's talk business first. Fellow Taoist, are you here to revive the Taoist Qinglian?" Ning Fan asked with a smile.
"It is for this matter that I came here. I am ashamed to say that for some reason, I went out to visit Taoism. During this period, I accidentally entered this place to investigate. I accidentally let some information fall into the hands of the Qinglian Sword Clan. Now I can't help it. , I have to obey orders, hey..." Patriarch Chunyang sighed.
"My fellow Taoist is not staying well in the Sheltering Coffin, but he went out to visit Taoism, and even accidentally entered this place to investigate?" Ning Fan said with deep meaning, but this sentence was a message.
The Patriarch Chunyang he knew was both amazingly talented and shrewd. How could he be coerced by someone for no reason? There was probably a good reason for this, and it was very likely that the other party did it deliberately.
"Brother Taoist, didn't you also fall into the tiger's den by mistake..." Patriarch Chunyang said with the same profound meaning.
The two of them only made eye contact, and they knew that the other party had plans for the Qinglian Sword Clan.
"I wholeheartedly resurrect the Taoist Qinglian here. I hope fellow Taoists will not interfere." Ning Fan smiled and said again.
"That would be troublesome. I also want the Taoist Qinglian here, so why can't I share some of it with me?" Patriarch Chunyang also withdrew his smile.
"What if I say no."
"Brother Dao, you have such a big appetite, do you really want to swallow up the Sword Ancestor's orthodoxy all by yourself! Let's be honest, without the power of my God of Wealth title, I can't resurrect the Sword Ancestor's orthodoxy with just your little devilish blood, little brother Since we are contributing our efforts, it is natural that we have to share some orthodoxy..."
Ning Fan frowned.
Since the Nine Sword Taoists went to great lengths to find the Chunyang Patriarch, this person's title power is probably indispensable for resurrecting the Qinglian Taoist lineage.
Without this person, the Qinglian Taoism cannot be resurrected.
According to Ning Fan's past personality, he had some friendship with Patriarch Chunyang, so it's not impossible for those who met him to share in the opportunity of cultivation.
But not this time!
This is Qing Ling's orthodoxy, and he won't share it with anyone!
"It's weird. With Brother Dao's character, it seems that he shouldn't have such a deep obsession with things outside his body..." Patriarch Chunyang frowned.
He does need the power of Sword Ancestor Taoism, but it is not absolutely necessary. If Ning Fan insisted on taking over everything, he would have no choice but to let it go. After all, if there was a real fight, he would no longer be Ning Fan's opponent.
But after all, he has been plotting against the Qinglian Sword Clan for many years, and it is impossible for him to give up on this matter in vain.
"Five thousand gold!" Patriarch Chunyang suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, then quoted a price.
What he meant was obvious.
As long as Ning Fan pays him five thousand two-day Dao gold, he will hand over the Sword Ancestor Dao of this place.
If Ning Fan didn't give him the money, even if he couldn't defeat Ning Fan, he could just leave and not help Ning Fan resurrect the Taoism. What? You said he was coerced by the Nine Swordsmen and couldn't leave without permission? Don't be kidding, how could he be coerced by an initiated quasi-sage! Would he, Lu Chunyang, be afraid of the mere Qinglian Sword Clan?
"…Can."
Although five thousand gold is a lot, this matter concerns Qing Ling's soul grass. When it's time to spend money, Ning Fan certainly won't be reluctant to spend it.
He also needs to use the power of Patriarch Chunyang to resurrect Qingling's Taoism. As long as the other party facilitates this, he can't pay some money.
"Hiss! Are you willing to agree to such a large amount of money? How refreshing! I appreciate you even more!" Patriarch Chunyang was overjoyed when he heard this.
Although the Sword Ancestor Tradition is precious, he is not a sword cultivator, so he just wanted to borrow some of it.
But if Ning Fan is willing to give him five thousand gold, he can achieve his goal by other means even if he does not take the Sword Ancestor Dao Lineage.
…
Unbeknownst to the Nine Swordsmen, Ning Fan and Grandmaster Chunyang had reached a private agreement and had divided up the Swordsmanship here.
Seeing that the two of them kept communicating, Taoist Jiujian had to cough a few times, interrupting the conversation between the two.
"Okay, okay. If you two want to talk, you can find another time. Now that Fellow Taoist Lu has arrived, it's time to perform the ritual of resurrecting the Qinglian Taoist lineage... Come, set up an altar!"
Following the order from Master Jiujian, the entire Qinglian Sword Clan immediately became busy.
Not long after, a temporary altar was built.
Jiujian Taoist personally presided over the altar, and the center of the altar was the Qinglian Taoism that had been dead for countless years.
"Friend Daoist Ning, please go to Qinglian and water this lotus with your own demonic blood. You can't stop until I tell you to stop!"
"Fellow Daoist Lu, please use the power of your title to change Qinglian's fortune and change your life! When this happens, I will remove the curse of Qinglian Sword from your body!"
Patriarch Chunyang nodded and began to use his title power to save Sword Ancestor Qinglian.
Although the five thousand gold promised by Ning Fan has not yet been handed over to him, he knows monks like Ning Fan very well and is convinced that as long as the other party makes a promise, he will not break his promise even if he dies in an instant.
Collect money from people and eliminate disasters for them!
Although he is greedy for money, he is also extremely committed. Since he promised to help Ning Fan obtain the Sword Ancestor Tradition, he will do his best to facilitate this!
"It's just that I don't understand something. The amount of demon blood required to water Sword Ancestor Qinglian is very important. It will consume at least half of this person's demon blood. Even if I help with this matter, the success rate will not exceed 30%... It is a success, Sword Ancestor. The orthodoxy is only the level of resurrection, and is by no means complete. It can be said to be useful or useless, and it varies from person to person... This Zhao Jian is definitely not a sword cultivator. This matter cannot be hidden from my eyes. If he is not a sword cultivator, why should he do it to him? This Sword Ancestor Daotong is so persistent... Could it be that this man, like me, is the kind of handsome man with a story?"
Patriarch Chunyang was deep in thought, as if his memory had been stirred up, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment.
In a daze, he seemed to see the woman who had turned into a bird again, waving goodbye to him before leaving... so decisive, so paranoid, so desperate...
[Xiaoyang, in order to protect the Eight Stone Soldiers Formation left by my father, I must transform into eternity... After I am gone, you have to take care of yourself...]
[Sister Yinrong, I don’t want you to die. How about you come back? I haven’t told you yet... I haven’t told you my feelings yet...]
Why…
A sigh came from Patriarch Chunyang's mouth. It was so bitter, but no one noticed it.
As soon as he put away his distracting thoughts, more title power was released, and the overwhelming shadow of money disappeared into the dead Taoist green lotus, making it impossible to find or think about.
"It's time! Fellow Daoist Ning, if you don't sacrifice your blood yet, then when will you wait!" Taoist Master Jiujian urged.
Ning Fan ignored Taoist Nine Swords. At this moment, in front of his eyes, only the dead green lotus was left in his world.
He pointed like a knife, and with one cut, billowing demon blood suddenly poured out of his arm, pouring down on the withered green lotus.
You can't just let the demonic blood pour freely.
How the owner of the demon blood guides the demon blood is the most important thing.
Ning Fan followed the instructions of Taoist Nine Swordsmen and began to smear the demon blood with his palms, spreading the demon blood evenly on the entire Qinglian.
Before Ning Fan transformed into a human, his mother also smeared the demon cocoon with blood to save him.
At this moment of confusion, Ning Fan only felt that his behavior of smearing demon blood was so similar to that incident, and it seemed that there was some kind of cause and effect implicit in it.
As Ning Fan's demonic blood poured in, the originally dead Qinglian suddenly showed a trace of life.
The vitality was very weak, but at the moment when the vitality was revealed, endless thoughts burst out of the lotus and spread towards the entire world at the bottom of the spring.
There are also intermittent female voices, coming from across eternity, seeming to be whispering, but unable to be heard clearly...
[Little butterfly, my little butterfly, I won't let you die, even if I give up this sword, I won't... It's the Tao that can't be said, it's the fate that can't be sought, it's you that can't be met, it's you that can't be thought of, it can't be destroyed it's me. But now, I am willing to give up all this without regrets...]
[I will give you a chance to be born as a human being, even if when you are a human being, there is no longer me in the world...]
[With this sword and this scabbard, I turn into a parent to protect you and give you the warmth of the world...]
[I use the ancient mountain to look up to the moon and give you moonlight for a lifetime...]
【All the smiles in my life will be with you...】
[It's a pity that I can't see all this...]
[Have I ever made it rain in your heart? Unfortunately, this time, I can no longer hold an umbrella for you...]
…
"Haha, this is the sound of reincarnation left here by Sword Ancestor when he came here. We don't need to pay attention to it. Anyway, even if we listen to it, we can't hear it clearly!" Taoist Jiujian explained.
Ignore it...
But if I insist on paying attention...
Ning Fan felt lost. He couldn't hear clearly what the Sword Ancestor said here in ancient times.
He just felt inexplicably lost and inexplicably sad, and the rain all over his body was revealed with his emotions, turning into thousands of raindrops, falling all over the moonlight world at the bottom of the spring.
The cause and effect between him and Sword Ancestor is so deep...but he knows too little about Sword Ancestor's life...
She is like an enigma...
She is like a silhouette living in the moonlight...
She comes again and again and disappears again...
So this time, we must keep her! Even if it's just a wisp of residual soul or a soul grass, heaven is not allowed to take it away!
Time passes little by little.
Ning Fan's aura gradually began to weaken. After all, he had lost such a large amount of blood essence. Even if he was a god, he could not bear it.
Although one-third of the essence and blood had been poured into it, the vitality added to the withered lotus was still pitiful, which made Ning Fan greatly disappointed.
The difficulty of resurrecting the Sword Ancestor Tradition is obviously higher than everyone expected. Seeing this scene, Jiu Sword Taoist's face turned ugly. According to this progress, even if Ning Fan's demon blood is drained, it seems that it is not enough to resurrect the Sword Ancestor Tradition...
"It seems we have no choice but to give up. It's too difficult to earn these five thousand two-day Dao gold..." Grandmaster Chunyang was sighing to himself when his eyes suddenly changed.
But at this moment, Ning Fan sacrificed a drop of ancestral demon blood and poured it on the green lotus!
That is ancestral blood, and it is the most difficult ancient demon ancestral blood to cultivate!
Only a madman would do it to resurrect an orthodox green lotus that had been dead for many years at such a price!
"Hahaha! Good, good, good job!" Taoist Master Jiujian was overjoyed when he saw this!
He doesn't care whether Ning Fan is crazy or not. Ning Fan is willing to give up his ancestral blood to water Qinglian. The best thing is that he doesn't have to force him!
Ten drops of Demon Ancestor blood, nine drops are left.
Just one drop of ancestral blood is still far from enough to resurrect the Sword Ancestor's orthodoxy.
Then, just use the second drop!
If two drops are not enough, just four drops!
If four drops are not enough, it’s all!
"Hiss! This guy is so well hidden! I thought he only had seven drops of Demon Ancestor Blood, but I didn't expect it to be ten drops! You underestimate this guy!" Taoist Master Jiujian was surprised and delighted.
"Crazy, crazy! Ten drops of Demon Ancestral Blood, this lunatic sacrificed ten drops of Demon Ancestral Blood! Does he know what ten drops of Demon Ancestral Blood means to the ancient demon!" Patriarch Chunyang was deeply touched, Ning For some reason, he understood Fan's madness at the moment.
Because he was once so crazy, so...obsessed!
For the first time in his life, Patriarch Chunyang looked at Ning Fan with eyes that were not like looking at a big fat sheep, but instead became appreciative and serious.
"Although I don't know why this kid is so crazy, I know that it must be for something more important than life! Hahaha, Ning Fan, such a moral gentleman, actually underestimated you in the past! If we, the monks, are less This crazy thought in my heart, this obsession, it doesn’t matter if I don’t practice this way! If you want to go crazy, I will accompany you! How can I accept five thousand gold from you for nothing!"
Broken account!
Patriarch Chunyang was so brave that he actually summoned the title Void, at the cost of collapsing the Void, in exchange for the power of Qian Neng to communicate with the gods, and forcibly tampered with Qinglian's fate!
The fate of Tong Qinglian was absolutely certain, but at this moment, Patriarch Chunyang was able to reverse his life.
In this way, when Ning Fan spread the demon ancestor's blood evenly, the Taoist green lotus finally began to get rid of dryness and burst out with thousands of green lights. Countless green lotuses bloomed in the moonlight world, seeming virtual and real, filling the entire moonlight world. The sky is dyed blue!
Demonic blood stains the sky, not necessarily for killing.
Chaos planted green lotus, not necessarily for eternity.
Ning Fan gritted his teeth and endured the waves of weakness coming from his body. He finally smiled when he saw the green lotus blooming in the moonlit world.
Although he was only resurrected a little bit, he actually resurrected a little bit of the orthodoxy that Sword Ancestor destroyed!
As long as this thread of Dao is given to the Soul Grass, the Soul Grass will surely grow a lot!
"Hahaha! The Sword Ancestor Dao Lineage is resurrected, and our Qinglian Sword Clan is in sight! Fellow Daoist Ning, Fellow Daoist Lu, our Qinglian Sword Clan no longer needs you two, you can get out! If you dare to covet this thing, don't blame me. I am committing murder!" Taoist Master Jiujian laughed loudly.
"Hahaha!" Patriarch Chunyang was also laughing.
What he was laughing at was the stupidity of the Nine Swordsmen!
Is the Qinglian Sword Clan’s revival in sight? Hahaha, destruction is imminent, right?
Grandmaster Chunyang didn’t know why Ning Fan was obsessed with the Sword Patriarch’s orthodoxy, but he knew one thing.
If you dare to snatch things from the devil, you must be prepared to die!
Unexpectedly, the Taoist Nine Swordsman knew how powerful it was, so he turned into a sword light and headed straight towards Taoist Qinglian, intending to collect this thing.
But before she even got close to Qinglian, she was forced back by Ning Fan's huge evil aura!
What a heinous murderous karma!
What a domineering Taoist thought!
"This thing belongs to me, Ning Fan. Whoever robs it will be killed!"
