Grasping Evil

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"Have you heard... The murderer who killed more than a dozen cultivators has already been put to death... It seems that it was the ancestor of the Hu family, who desperately swallowed the corpse rot pill and died with that person... However, the Hu family suffered heavy losses. , now it has almost become a third-rate force in the country of Vietnam, and it seems that the relationship with Ziguangzong has also broken..."

The Ghost Bird Sect, the Shuangxiu Hall, and several female disciples opened their mouths slightly, talking about this great event that caused a sensation in the Yue Kingdom.

It's just rumors and facts. Such rumors are naturally Ning Fan's arrangement.

Ten days have passed since the Battle of the Cold Moon, but the heat of this matter has not diminished. Another thing that shocked the Ghost Bird Sect was the disappearance of Wang Yao.

As a disciple of the deacon, Wang Yao left the sect without permission and did not return for a long time. Many elders have regarded him as a defector. This matter gradually subsided after the ancestor of the Wang family came to apologize in person.

Another thing, instead, became the latest topic of the Ghost Sparrow Sect.

Ning Fan is closed!

This time, it was well known that Ning Fan was in order to compete with Bai Zun. The former is known as the 'first person under the golden elixir' of Yue Kingdom, while the latter is an old monster who has been famous for a long time in Yue Kingdom. Even in Yue Kingdom, this battle has attracted many people's attention.

However, it is rare to think that Ning Fan will win. Ning Fan has the talent of evil spirits, but after all, he is too young, and he practiced the double cultivation technique, and his combat power is slightly inferior to the same level... As for the 'Bai Zun' Bai Feiteng, it is said that his "Xuan Bing Jue" has reached the first level. In the fourth small realm of the third floor, it was a coincidence that he swallowed a third-grade cold energy.

Bai Feiteng's combat power is rare in the middle stage of Jindan. Even, he had fought with the late Jindan old monster of the Taixu faction, Elder Songfeng, for several days, but there was no winner or loser, which shows that his strength is strong.

In the Shuangxiu Hall, gradually, the topic of several female disciples began to turn to Ning Fan. On the other side, the egret meditating on the futon frowned from time to time, as if hearing Ning Fan's name would make him very irritable.

This irritability, after sensing that a woman came to the Shuangxiu Palace, immediately put it away and turned into a calm color.

Getting up and gently brushing off the dust from the tulle shirt, Bailu immediately took the female disciples to the outside of the Shuangxiu Hall to welcome them.

Since Ning Fan retreated, every day, a woman in a blue shirt came to visit, always standing silently outside Ning Fan Shiguan for a long time.

Young Master Lanmei... a person who even egrets dare not neglect!

"I've seen the young master..." Egret bowed and smiled a little unnaturally.

"Is he still in retreat today..." Lan Mei's tone was cold, with a hint of majesty of a superior.

"Yes." To Ning Fan, Egret seemed reluctant to talk deeply.

"Egret, come with me...I have something to ask you..."

Lanmei's bright eyes flashed, and her tone could not be rejected, while the egret bowed her head slightly, followed behind Lanmei, and entered the yard where Ning Fan had always lived.

But as soon as Fang entered the room, Lanmei could no longer pretend to be cold and arrogant, and laughed out loud.

After recovering from the body, Lanmei was in a cheerful mood, and her smile gradually increased.

"Sister Bai, there is no one here, so don't be so restrained... Today, teach me some more..."

"There's no end to it! No more teaching!" Egret no longer pretended to be respectful, dissatisfied.

"Teach me...you and Ning Fan...so many times..." Lanmei had a rare pleading.

"I have nothing to do with him, and if you say that again, I won't teach you!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about my sister...Then sister, teach me quickly."

Lanmei's tone was as if he was treating a teacher. Because she likes to learn all kinds of techniques to please Ning Fan from the egret... Now she is a woman, and she will be Ning Fan's wife in the future. There are some things that she has to study hard... She doesn't have a mother to teach her, Therefore, I came to seek the first witch of the Shuangxiu Temple - Egret!

The acacia technique, the bedding technique, the egrets are very good... and this woman, it seems that like Ning Fan, she is not an outsider.

Lanmei is the young master anyway, and the egret did not dare to offend too much, so he had no choice but to teach the skills he knew.

No one knew that Lanmei, the arrogant daughter of the Ghost Bird Sect, and the first witch, Bailu, were in Ning Fan's room talking about the secret techniques of the erotic palace.

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Ning Fan doesn't know anything about the outside world. This retreat, just half a year, is very long for mortals, and it is too short for monks, too short to do too much, and it will pass.

Sweeping away all distracting thoughts, in the silent and dim stone pass, Ning Fan had only one thought in his mind. Increase your strength!

After the battle with Wang Yao, Ning Fan became more aware of his own inadequacies. The offense is more than enough, and the defense is insufficient. In terms of experience against the enemy, it is far superior to the same level, but compared to the real old monster, the experience is not a star and a half.

And the flaws of the practice method gradually began to show. In the battle with Wang Yao, he only relied on each trump card and worked hard, while Wang Yao used spells with great power at his fingertips.

Casting spells requires not only mana, but also matching exercises... Ning Fan's "Treading the Snow", although he has cultivated to the second level, he has never fully understood it, and he has only learned one ice rainbow escape technique. Ice spells, one is not practiced.

As for the "Black Demon Judgment", I haven't practiced at all, and the black devil flame that I accidentally swallowed may not have been used for a long time, just because I can't use magic, I can't use the true power of the black devil flame.

If there is no trump card, Ning Fan's true means of fighting the enemy are only two sword qi, "turning sword into fire" and "white bone like a mountain", and the two sword qi are only comprehension, and it is far away from the real power.

The silver light penetration realm of the flesh body is stronger than all the body refining cultivators at the peak of the fusion spirit, but, unfortunately, Ning Fan has never practiced even a single type of 'body refining technique'.

The supernatural powers cultivated in Fa practice are called spells. The practice of body cultivation is body refinement. Strictly speaking, the giant dharma that Wang Yao performed that day was a kind of body refining technique, and among the ancient gods and demons, the power of many body refining techniques was far superior to that of spells.

Regardless of spells or body refining techniques, Ning Fan has not learned the slightest bit. In the memories of the ancient times, double cultivation of the Dharma and the body to achieve the realm of 'the unity of the Dharma and body' is the way of cultivation of the ancient gods and demons. .

As for the Zhanli Sword, with the soul-burning supernatural power, its own rank is still pitifully low... No, it should be said that the Zhanli Sword has only been promoted from the low-grade elementary rank to the high-ranking rank in half a year, which is already very amazing. The only thing is, Ning Fan's cultivation level has improved faster, and it is almost useless to fight now.

Zhan Lijian must be re-trained! If the rib of the Bone Emperor is smelted into it, it will definitely increase the power of slashing away, and even more powerful supernatural powers!

In this way, the purpose of this retreat is very clear.

First of all, you must cultivate "Black Magic Art" and "Treading the Snow" to the peak of the second level, and master several ice and fire spells.

Secondly, practice a defensive 'body refining technique' to bring out the effect of the body refining realm that penetrates the body with silver light.

Finally, re-sacrifice the Zhan Li sword and smelt it into the ribs of the Bone Emperor.

In addition, there are two more spells that Ning Fan must practice.

Reciting false tactic, reciting shou tactic.

There are three types of "Spirit of Mind", the first is concealment, the second is defense, and the third is clone. The first tactic, reciting the fake tactic, requires taking the Spirit Refining Grass to cultivate, and now Ning Fan happened to get a lot of the Spirit Refining Grass from Meng Chu.

The second style, reading the shou tactic, needs to swallow the magic weapon, and Ning Fan also has several magic weapons in his hands.

There are too many things that need to be done, just half a year, too short. But Ning Fan is convinced that if he concentrates on retreating for half a year and makes up for his weaknesses, after half a year, he will truly become a master!

Whether it is cultivating exercises or improving magic powers, in fact, they are preparing for breaking through the Golden Core Stage.

Even if he obtained the ancient inheritance, Ning Fan's success rate in breaking through the golden core stage is still not high, and according to his estimation, he needs at least ten years of retreat before he has a chance to hit the golden core bottleneck.

But if it fails, ten years of hard work will be destroyed in one fell swoop!

A monk with less aptitude will only have a 10% success rate in breaking through the Golden Core bottleneck. For those genius cultivators, the success rate of forming pills is never less than 20%. Every Jindan cultivator has hit the bottleneck several times before he has succeeded, and once he succeeds, all of them are the ones whose luck is against the sky.

Ning Fan was thinking about the success rate of his own pill formation. His aptitude is not perfect, but he is not stupid either. There is still a 20% success rate.

"If I harvest Bingling and Yueling's two daughters, and benefit others and benefit myself, my success rate in forming an elixir can reach 30%..."

Ning Fan's eyes were complicated, and he looked at the cauldron ring on his left wrist. For the first time, he hesitated whether to pick up the two girls. And in the end, he didn't act ruthlessly... He couldn't act against those who were kind.

After sighing, he slapped the Heavenly Spirit, and the soul incarnation of half-step Nascent Soul's breath separated. This incarnation, a half-step Nascent Soul cultivation base, is extremely unstable, and it is impossible to exert a lot of combat power at all. It can be used for sneak attacks and a fatal blow, but it can still be done.

Due to condensing this incarnation, Ning Fan lost half of his soul... This result will reduce the success rate of forming pills. But the improvement of spiritual sense will increase the success rate.

"Because I cut my own soul, the success rate of my elixir will be half lower than that of ordinary people, but the power of my spiritual sense is strong, and it can also help me resist my inner demon... Therefore, the success rate of my elixir has not decreased but increased, and it should be There will be 40%..."

After saying that, Ning Fan slapped the storage bag and took out a blood-red pill. It was only the size of a fingernail, but it contained vast mana. He listened carefully, and it seemed that he could hear the heart beating in the pill. sound.

Seeing this pill, Ning Fan's expression showed a hint of disappointment, because this pill was the cultivation pill condensed by the ancestors of the Hu family at the cost of the soul flying away. This pill was originally planned to be reserved for Hu Ming, but the appearance of Ning Fan changed the original intention of the ancestor of the Hu family.

"Xiu Dan... It is after the ancestors of the Hu family took the corpse rot pill, and borrowed the magic power of the initial stage of Jindan to condense... The effect is slightly inferior to the Taoism of the monks in the early stage of Jindan, but it is not far behind... Take this repair. Dan, my success rate in forming a pill can reach 60%!"

In the end, he took out a quaint Dan scroll, which was a gift from Xue Qing.

On the pill scroll, there is a three-turn pill called 'Xia Jin Dan'!

The effect of this pill can increase the success rate of monks forming pills by 10%! It can't be improved, but who can guarantee that if the formation of the pill fails, isn't it a lack of success rate?

And taking this pill, even if the pill fails, you can still accumulate mana, lay the foundation for the next breakthrough, and shorten the time required for the next breakthrough of the golden pill bottleneck.

With this pill, Ning Fan has a 70% chance of successfully forming the pill!

If this success rate is reported, I am afraid that every Jindan old monster will be dumbfounded. After all, there has never been a cultivator with such a high success rate. Rather than pursuing the success rate of forming pills, those old monsters are more willing to use limited resources in exchange for pills that can improve their cultivation after forming pills.

They are not short of time and are not afraid of failure, but Ning Fan is the most short of time. Jietan is a waste of time, if it still fails... Ning Fan dare not think about the consequences, dare not think about the powerlessness of facing the Emperor Nirvana in a hundred years.

"The 70% success rate is definitely not low, but I want a higher success rate! If I practice both the law and the body, the success rate can be increased by half. At the third level, the success rate of forming pills can be increased by 10%... 85%, this success rate is the limit that I can reach... If the pill forming still fails, then everything is God's will..."

Ning Fan smiled helplessly, God's will... God's will, who can go against it?

The old demon was tricked by the will of heaven, and turned from a true immortal to a fusion spirit, and then turned into a useless person without cultivation. If God's will is offended, no matter how strong the master is, it will not end well.

Going against the sky... that one anti-word is too difficult.

If possible, Ning Fan would not choose the path against the sky for the rest of his life. It would be too difficult, too painful, and too lonely.

But if 85% of the success rate of forming the pill still fails... then Ning Fan, even if it defies the sky, he will still have to form the pill!

"Start retreating! First of all, comprehend two kinds of exercises. The more people, the better, and the third tactic of "Spiritual Meditation" is exactly used here. The chanting art, the art of avatars!"

Ning Fan choked between his fingers, and all of a sudden, one by one illusory clones sprang out of his body, the same as the main body, but without any cultivation.

This kind of avatar belongs to the fake avatar, which is completely different from the incarnation. If it is used for battle, it is death, but if it is used for comprehension...

In an instant, Ning Fan separated more than 100 clones, which was the limit of his half-step Nascent Soul Spiritual Mind.

And he immediately gave the first order to the clone.

"You can survive for three days, and within three days, I want you to wait and comprehend the "Black Magic Art" and "Snow Treading" together!"

"Yes!"

More than a hundred clones responded in unison.

One hundred people comprehend the exercises at the same time, which is one hundred times the speed of ordinary people. Although this is a huge burden on the spiritual sense, Ning Fan can bear the pain by asking himself.

After half a year of retreat, it is not difficult to comprehend the two exercises to the peak of the second level!

The first transformation was when Ning Fan obtained the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor, and transformed from a mortal to a monk.

For the second transformation, Ning Fan must fully integrate into the identity of a monk and become a real powerhouse.

When Ning Fan was in seclusion, the Seven Plum City was also quietly changing.

In the main house of the city, inside the fragrant boudoir, Zhihe and Si Wuxie were lying down in their clothes, as if they had a long conversation last night.

The innocent Zhihe and the memoryless Si Wuxie seem to be extremely speculative.

The morning light entered the window curtain, Zhihe rolled over lazily, and continued to sleep soundly. As for Si Wuxie, his whole body suddenly trembled like an electric shock.

Immediately, his beautiful eyes opened, as if awakening.

It's not waking up, but the memory sleeping in the body, bursting!

"Ning Fan! Ben Zong, I remembered!"

Si Wuxie showed a look of resentment, but immediately, he suffered a pain and passed out.

After a long time, Si Wuxie opened his bright eyes again, but returned to his previous innocent expression.

"Strange... just had a strange dream..."

"Huh? Sisi, what's wrong with you?" Zhi He rubbed his eyes and asked with a yawn.

"It's nothing... I just had a dream, I dreamed that I became another me... It's strange..." Si Wuxie puzzled.

"You're over-hearted... By the way, I'm about to break through the spiritual fusion period. I'll go to Nangong Tong to get the medicine pill later, and then go into retreat, will you help me protect the law?" Zhi He asked with a hint of pleading. Hearing that Zhihe was about to melt, Si Wuxie's small mouth couldn't close in surprise, which was quite cute.

"You have never cultivated seriously for a day, but you are about to break through the spirit of fusion!"

Although she lost her memory, she faintly remembered that breaking through the spirit fusion period should be extremely difficult...

Does the silly Zhihe have such talent for cultivation? No wonder the master loves her so much.

Speaking of which, how is the master, I miss him so much...