Grasping Evil

() Heavenly Eyes chased and killed, which was beyond Ning Fan's expectations.

After avoiding this calamity, Ning Fan returned to the Caolu to see Luo You after checking that everything was in order.

Seeing that she still showed no signs of reviving, he sighed and took care of the spoils.

120 pots of dragon blood, it's time to deal with it.

It takes ten years to brew blood wine, and Ning Fan needs to determine whether this ten years can be shortened.

In the Xuanyin Realm, the speed of cultivation and alchemy practice is a hundred times faster than the outside world.

As for whether the speed of winemaking has increased, it is unknown.

Taking out the Xuanwei blood gourd, Ning Fan carefully looked at the wine in the gourd, and after a stick of incense, he sighed.

The Xuanyin Realm does not have the ability to increase blood wine brewing.

No, it should be said that the structure of this mysterious blood gourd is extremely special, and it must communicate with the power of the outside world to brew blood into wine.

If it is stored in the time acceleration, or placed in the Xuanyin realm, not only can it not be accelerated, but it cannot be brewed at all.

This is a hassle.

Perhaps in the future, Ning Fan will shatter the void, achieve immortal status, and communicate with the power of the universe, so that he can brew wine in the Xuanyin Realm. At this moment, he cannot do it.

"The winemaking must be done in the outside world. Ten years in the outside world cannot be accelerated... That is to say, it will take ten years at the earliest to brew blood wine, and only after ten years can I use the power of blood wine to impact the virtual refining. bottleneck."

"It takes ten years to accumulate enough mana, but to break through the bottleneck of virtual refinement, but I don't know how many years it will take. I am afraid it will take a lot of time to refine virtual, and it is even possible that in the remaining sixty years, it will not be able to successfully refine it. ...I am too greedy. I have practiced emptiness for decades. If I can succeed, it will be a great gift. Ordinary cultivators, even if it takes thousands of years, may not be able to cultivate emptiness."

"Instead of thinking about this unknown thing, it is better to drink the remaining seven mouthfuls of blood wine and put 120 pots of blood wine into the blood gourd. This is the real business!"

Before coming to the Dragon Valley. Ning Fan could drink up to three mouthfuls of blood wine, so he couldn't resist the evil spirit of blood wine.

But after the blood pond slaughter, his suffocation became more and more shocking, even drinking seven sips was not necessary.

Gudong!

seven mouthfuls of blood wine,

As soon as he drank it, the spicy taste entered his throat, and Ning Fan immediately crossed his knees to refine the alcohol.

Three sips of blood wine increased armor mana by 25,000.

Seven sips of blood wine, once again increased nearly 58,000 armor mana!

There is a hundred times the speed of cultivation in the Xuanyin world. It didn't take too long for Ning Fan to refine the blood wine. When the alcohol in his body was fully refined, his mana broke through to 396,500 armor.

Seven mouthfuls of blood wine. They are all brewed by the blood of the Sword Emperor, and their wine power is quite ferocious.

Even with Ning Fan's drinking power, he was slightly drunk and slightly dizzy.

Slightly restraining his drinking, Ning Fan slapped the storage bag, took out 120 jade pots, and put all the dragon's blood into the blood gourd.

This dragon blood is slightly inferior to the blood of the sword emperor. But if each pot of blood turns into wine, it will have at least 5000 armor mana.

600,000 blood wine, once it is made, Ning Fan's mana can break one million. Can officially start the impact refining.

Ten years... only ten years, not too long!

To deal with the problem of blood and wine, Ning Fan took out the Buddha fire and the cold soul of the secluded hall, with solemn eyes, refining them one by one.

Divine cold soul refining, Ning Fan is carrying the thirteenth type of heaven and earth fire, and his mana has surged by a thousand armor.

Ning Fan obtained the first sixth-grade virtual fire after refining the Buddha fire in the secluded hall. The mana surged by 5,000 armors.

402500 A mana. It has exceeded 400,000, and it is only 100,000 away from the 500,000 armor that is half-stepped.

That Divine Transformation Fruit. Ning Fan wanted to take it, but after thinking about it, let it go.

Yin Suqiu is valued by the Zifu Academy, and can soar after being transformed into a god.

Although she is a half-step spirit transformation, it will take a hundred years for her to truly transform into a spirit.

This divine transformation fruit was still left for Su Qiu. Qianjia mana was insignificant to Ning Fan, who was carrying countless blood and wine.

For Su Qiu, it can save countless hard work and lay the foundation for the transformation of the gods.

Well, naturally, I have to prepare a copy for Xu Qiuling, as well as other women's...

Ning Fan smiled slightly. If he returned to his hometown, he might be able to improve his cultivation for the girls.

Looking at the time, it was almost dawn, Ning Fan took care of Luo You for a while, then left the Xuanyin Realm and returned to the Dragon Dragon Valley.

In the valley, the flying snow was silent.

Outside the door of Ning Fan's room, a lonely middle-aged sword-carrying man has been in the snow for a long time.

He noticed that Ning Fan had escaped into the magic treasure space before, and the fluctuations in the space did not seem to resemble the magic treasure of the cave, or even the small thousand world treasure.

Maybe it's the Middle Thousand Realms Treasure... However, this should be impossible. The Middle Thousand Realms Treasure is only worthy of the Immortal Emperor, isn't it?

Yun Tianjue thought about it, but he didn't ask Ning Fan any questions. He didn't like to spy on other people's secrets.

Seeing Ning Fan pushing out the door, he just said coldly, "You have passed the test. After you say goodbye to your little girlfriend, I will send you back to the endless sea."

Yun Tian really had to send Ning Fan back.

Otherwise, the distance of billions of miles would take Ning Fan at least a few months.

What left him speechless was the three words 'little girlfriend' that Yun Tianjue said.

That naturally refers to Yu Chung'er.

Ning Fan also had a slight affection for this honest, straightforward, and filial little girl with fighting spirit, but that affection had not yet reached the level of a man and a woman.

He didn't deny it, but he didn't plan to say goodbye to Yu Chung'er again, so it was enough to leave silently.

"The junior came to the Dragon Valley this time, and the harvest was huge. It all depends on the senior's care. I dare not forget this kindness. It's just that the rain emperor ordered the senior to return to Zhongzhou immediately, but the senior violated the order and sent the junior back to the endless sea. Will this matter be given to the senior? Causing distress?"

Ning Fan was worried that Yun Tianjue would offend the Rain Emperor.

With his current understanding of Emperor Yu, this person is by no means a good fellow.

"Don't worry about superfluous things!"

Yun Tian was absolutely impatient and stopped all Ning Fan's questions.

Seeing that Ning Fan did not intend to stay, he did not intend to stay here.

Looking back at a certain direction in the wind and snow, he coldly said 'farewell', and immediately the sword light together, rolled up Ning Fan and fled outside the snow country.

In the dark, Chu Changan appeared with a wry smile.

Yun Tianjue was saying goodbye to Elder Chu.

During the January trip to the Blood Dragon Pond, the Blood Dragon Demon Sword absorbed a lot of blood energy, and Long Wei became more active.

Elder Chu felt a trace of the power of the blood dragon from Ning Fan, and knew that Ning Fan was afraid that there was some kind of blood dragon secret treasure, and he wanted to inquire about it, but he never thought about it. outside the door.

In this way, Old Chu wanted to find out more about Ning Fan. But had to give up the idea.

He didn't want to offend Yun Tianjue for an unknown blood dragon artifact.

"Sword God in white, Yun Tianjue... I can't imagine that such an indifferent person would treat an old demon cultivator favorably. Haha, looking at Yun Tianjue's face, the old man should not hit Zhou Ming's idea."

"It's just the summoning of the Emperor Yu, Yun Tian dared to ignore it, but the old man didn't dare to ignore it. The old man is a monster, and he also has the half imperial aura bestowed by the previous emperor, which is the thorn in the eyes of the Emperor Yu. If he returns to Zhongzhou It's too late, and most of the talk will be left. Hehe, even if it's broken, it's not free. I'll go too..."

Chu Changan laughed at himself, but he also set up his escape and left for Zhongzhou.

In the snowstorm, Yu Chung'er couldn't sleep all night, watching Ning Fan's leaving Jianguang, silently.

There is some sadness in my heart. She couldn't help caressing her lips, recalling the lingering wet kiss that day, as if there was still the smell of Ning Fan on her lips.

"Thank you... You saved me, saved my mother. For saving my brother, I owe you the third return, I will definitely pay it back, definitely..."

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Three days to come, two days to go.

Yun Tianjue was speechless all the way, and the sword light moved faster. In just two days, he sent Ning Fan back to the outer sea of ​​Penglai.

There is no goodbye. There were no warnings either. It was only after Ning Fan jumped down from the sword light and clasped his fist at him, he nodded slightly and his eyes softened slightly.

"I heard that Senior is not a parent of Emperor Yu... Now go to Zhongzhou. Be careful!" Ning Fan frowned slightly and reminded solemnly.

Yun Tianjue broke through the seal of sin and restored the cultivation of the quadruple shattering void, blatantly violating the order of the Snow Kingdom, and wounding the seventh prince with a sword.

With Yuhuang's cool personality, Ning Fan was a little worried about how he would deal with Yun Tianjue.

Seeing that Ning Fan actually cared about him, Yun Tianjue's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't say a word.

In just a moment, he disappeared.

But after he walked a long way, from the direction he left, a sword qi suddenly shot out and entered Ning Fan's body.

That sword qi did not mean to kill, it seemed that it was just inheriting a sword technique.

Ning Fan did not resist, let the sword energy enter his body, and a sword technique immediately appeared in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

Ten Thousand Swords!

Ning Fan took a deep breath, Yun Tianjue passed one of the three strongest swords in his life to himself!

And along with that sword light, there was Yun Tianjue's always indifferent voice.

"You are also careful."

For the first time in a thousand years, Yun Tianjue told people to be careful!

Ning Fan's mood was suddenly uneasy. He didn't understand why this silent distinction made him feel a little bit reluctant.

Perhaps, from Yun Tianjue, Ning Fan felt the sense of protection that the old demon brought him.

Perhaps it was a reason that Ning Fan didn't understand.

Shaking his head and putting away all his thoughts, Ning Fan looked back at the Penglai Immortal Island under his feet and gave a wry smile.

Since his trip to Zhuqing Palace, he met Yun Tianjue and did not return to Penglai for two consecutive months.

I don't know if Bei Xiaoman, who just broke down, can't see his lover when he wakes up, is he already angry.

Bei Xiaoman, Xu Qiuling, and... Yin Suqiu...

Once these causes and effects are completed, it is time to enter the Inner Sea.

After finishing all the trivial matters, you can go home...

There were so many gentle villages, but Ning Fan couldn't stay a little longer. He had too many things to do. If you stop, you can't hold anything.

As soon as he stepped, the figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he appeared in the South Pagoda of Xuanwu City.

Yalan was receiving guests. After being praised by Ning Fan this time, she ignited her self-confidence in cultivation, and her face became more and more radiant.

When he saw Ning Fan returning, he inadvertently showed a look of shame and joy, bowed his head lightly, and greeted Yingying with a salute,

"Young Master Zhou is back, but are you going to see the young lady? The young master left without saying a word, and the young lady is quite annoyed after being gone for two months."

"Really, are you angry?" Ning Fan teased.

"Me? What right do I have to be angry with the young master?" Yalan turned her head slightly, not daring to look directly at Ning Fan, her heart seemed to jump out of her throat.

She was actually teased by Ning Fan for the first time...

"It's fine if you're not angry, dear."

Ning Fan smiled and went up to the South Tower.

The word "good" seemed to be coaxing a little lover, and it made Yalan blushed to the neck.

On the other hand, the Danta elders, seeing that Yalan and Ning Fan were so close, were even more afraid to offend Yalan.

With Ning Fan's prestige, Yalan's future life will be very good, and her status in Ya's family will also rise.

The top of the South Pagoda is Bei Xiaoman's boudoir.

As soon as Ning Fan walked outside the door, he could hear the scolding of the broken thoughts in the distance.

Pushing open the door, Bei Xiaoman was sitting on the bed in a bad mood, holding a puppet that looked like Ning Fan and stabbed with a needle.

The poked position was still the avatar between Ning Fan's legs.

Looking at the ground, there were at least twenty puppets, and their lower bodies were smashed to the ground.

Ning Fan suddenly felt a chill in his lower body, this Bei Xiaoman really had a lot of resentment, is this going to castrate his rhythm?

"Zhou Xioming! You are shameless! You just ran away with me, with me... when you were done, eat and wipe, you are shameless!"

Can Bei Xiaoman not hold grudges?

If you change to any woman, you won't see your lover after the first night, I'm afraid it's all in the same mood.

It's hard to believe that Bei Xiaoman didn't cry, but a puppet to vent his anger.

"Oh? Miss Man seems to be very angry. I wonder if I can do something to calm her down?"

"Humph! How dare you come back! See if I don't stab you to death, poke poke!"

Bei Xiaoman was like a grieved little wild leopard, with bare silk stockings and little feet, he ran straight out of the bed, crashed into Ning Fan's arms, and stabbed Ning Fan's lower body with the silver needle in his hand.

She really dares to stab, is this trying to be a widow?

"crazy girl!"

Ning Fan didn't say much. At this moment, Bei Xiaoman wouldn't listen to anyone's explanation, and Ning Fan didn't bother to explain.

With a flick of his finger, the silver needle flew off, and with a backhand hug, he picked up Bei Xiaoman, and threw it directly on the bed, pressing him under him.

With one hand, he clamped Bei Xiaoman's hands, and with the other, he began to unbutton Bei Xiaoman's clothes.

"shameless!"

Bei Xiaoman was speechless with anger.

snort! Have a good night with her, then pat her butt and leave, come back two months later, and the first thing I do when I come back is to do it.

This stinky Zhou Ming's head must be full of Baba, it's disgusting!

He said disgusting, but when Ning Fan touched his body, he immediately responded, rubbing his legs, his thighs were already smooth.

The thin shirt was undone by Ning Fan, but he didn't take it off. He lifted the tube top up, revealing two petite little white rabbits, grabbed one of the buds, and licked them.

"No, no... I... um... ah..."

Before Bei Xiaoman could resist, he was already subdued by Ning Fan extremely skillfully.

Feelings of pleasure flooded his body, and the feeling of emptiness made him unbearable.

She stared at Ning Fan with blurry eyes, and all her resentments were forgotten. Now she just wants to ride on Ning Fan, clamp him tightly, and linger...

"Your legs are so beautiful..." Ning Fan stroked Bei Xiaoman's smooth and slender inner thighs through the stockings, and praised him generously.

He still remembered that when he met Bei Xiaoman at the beginning of the year, someone reminded Ning Fan that praising Bei Xiaoman like this would make Bei Xiaoman happy.

"Hmph! You're sweet... ah..."

Bei Xiaoman's small face was raised, he was quite content, and being praised by Ning Fan was more pleasant than others.

Hmph, this stinky Zhou Ming has vision, and he knows that I'm good-looking...

When that fiery piercing penetrated, Bei Xiaoman had completely fallen, and his nails had sneaked into Ning Fan's back.

The violent collision made her so irritated that she couldn't breathe.

"Next time I leave...Tell me...Say...I'll be worried...um...um..." Bei Xiaoman groaned and said intermittently.

"Well, it's not an example."

Ning Fan tasted the taste of Bei Xiaoman.

She is really delicious.

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