Grasping Evil

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In the copper tower space, Ning Fan found a place to retreat to stabilize his blood-robbing cultivation. This retreat was nine years.

During the nine years, Miaoyan often came to Ning Fan's retreat place to ask about Ning Fan's current situation, but he was very concerned about Ning Fan who suddenly retreated.

Nine years was enough to make clear some things, that is, Ning Fan was not a master who could rival a saint as she imagined.

When they said goodbye to Wonderful Yan, Ning Fan had put on the ghost face again. For that matter, Wonderful Yan still saw some clues from the daily interaction.

During the nine years of stabilizing the blood robbery cultivation base, Ning Fan's breath fluctuated. This is really weird.

Miaoyan couldn't figure out Ning Fan's true cultivation, but he could see that no matter how high Ning Fan's cultivation was, it would not be as high as the First Tribulation of the Ancients, and at most it was only an Immortal Venerable for a Tribulation...

"Could it be that Daoyou Zhao's true cultivation, like me, is only the first calamity in the world... If so, how did he kill thousands of ancient corpses with one sword? Did he use some kind of secret technique? Cultivation world , is there such a secret technique that can defeat ten thousand by one..."

Can't figure it out...

However, Miao Yan didn't ask too much. Everyone has their own secrets. Ning Fan saved her several times, and she would not deliberately inquire about Ning Fan's secrets.

After careful calculation, it has been ten years since the two entered the copper tower space with the eyeball monster.

And this copper tower space can only last for ten years. Not long after Ning Fan left the customs, the entire copper tower space showed signs of collapse.

"Stinky boy, you're finally out! Huh? Your breath seems to have improved a lot..."

"That being the case, let's change the copper tower, the old man will help you complete the last step of blood fusion!"

But seeing a flash of gray light, the eyeball monster appeared in front of Ning Fan, stared at Ning Fan for a long time, and finally took Ning Fan and wonderful words, left the copper tower space, and returned to the outside world Tallinn.

Not long after everyone came out of the tower, the sound of clack clack came. The previous copper tower was exhausted because of its strength. Countless cracks appeared, and the space inside was completely destroyed at this moment, and it was impossible to enter it again.

The copper tower that seals the years. If you use up the years, will it be destroyed... Ning Fan secretly thought.

After destroying one tower, there are still 20 copper towers that have been unsealed here.

This time, the eyeball monster brought Ning Fan and wonderful words. When he came to a ten-story copper pagoda, Ning Fan swept his gaze, and on the door of the copper pagoda was engraved such a line of divine seal script.

"In this tower, a hundred years of years are sealed."

The nine-story copper pagoda is sealed for ten years, and the tenth is a hundred years.

The handwriting still has the domineering intention of looking down on the world, but this time, Ning Fan has become a savage god. Looking at the line of words again, it is actually not afraid of the shocking coercion between the lines.

He is already a barbarian god, with the power of thirty-six punishment mountains, and now he can easily suppress the vast majority of second-step barbarian cultivators with only the power of punishment. Although the power of punishment cannot hurt races other than barbarian cultivators, it also has a strong resistance to the external pressure and deterrence.

Perhaps, this line of words is really left by the mourning emperor who looked down on the world, but as long as this coercion is still limited to the second step, it will not be able to deter Ning Fan!

The eyeball monster took Ning Fan and the two. Enter the century-old copper tower. In the previous ten years of the bronze pagoda, Miaoyan's injuries have not healed, so he searched for a place to retreat to heal his injuries.

Ning Fan was different. He was taken by the eyeball monster to a desolate desert in the copper tower space.

above the desert. Lonely smoke shot straight into the sky, and there were even scattered pyramids scattered over the desert. Outside those pyramids, there were many ancient statues of sphinxes.

This scene,

Ning Fan just felt familiar. Vaguely seen somewhere.

Yes, I saw it in the Senluo catastrophe. It was the scenery of the Quicksand Starfield.

Ning Fan still remembers that in the quicksand star field, he realized a trace of the avenue of time, which is the power to control time.

He was still there, refining a fragment of the Yin Rong Pearl, remembering it was the tenth Yin Rong Pearl, the strongest of the ten Yin Rong Pearls...

Unlike the quicksand star field, the pyramids here are empty, not the existence of the temple.

"The power of time here is very strong... This place was not originally a desert... It was the power of the Dao of Time, which changed the landscape of this place..." Ning Fan said to himself, closing his eyes slightly, he could feel the difference between the mountains and the sea in this place. breathe.

Dao also breathes, and everything is alive... This is the world in the eyes of barbarians.

Closing his eyes, Ning Fan seemed to be able to see the changes in the topography of this place. Once, this land had mountains and seas.

Once, there was an almighty cultivator who realized the principle of time in this land. When he had a slight realization, the sea turned into a mulberry field, and the earth turned into quicksand at his fingertips with one thought...

Who is the mighty monk? It is impossible to know for sure, perhaps, it is really the mourning emperor in the mouth of the eyeball monster.

"Alright, alright, there's nothing to see in a big bare desert. Don't look at it, let's get down to business. Come out, [Small Archway]!"

The eyeball monster swept out a gray awn, and after the gray awn receded, a huge stone archway with a height of 700 meters appeared out of thin air, with four pillars and three doors, like the texture of white marble in the mortal world. Unlike ordinary stones, immortal energy is compelling.

In the world of self-cultivation, arches are very common. Some large sects like to build such an arch outside the mountain gate, which has the effect of suppressing the spiritual energy of the sect.

Even in the mortal world, outside of many mausoleums and temples, such buildings can often be seen.

The archway in front of him is not like the archway of an ordinary sect, and there is an innate prestige exuding faintly.

A mere stone archway is actually an innate magic weapon! This eyeball monster's family is indeed very rich, and it is not only a small iron cage that is an innate magic weapon.

It's just this name, it's really ugly... It's a small iron cage, and it's a small archway, what are these bad names...

"Gan, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, Dui..." The eyeball monster recited the hexagram formula, and on the stone archway, bursts of precious light lit up.

The treasure light was scattered so wide that it enveloped the entire copper tower space.

As a result, the spiritual energy of the entire copper tower space was forcibly gathered by this stone archway, and the effect was more overbearing than any spiritual gathering array.

"This treasure can plunder the spiritual energy of the ten directions and use it for me alone. If you build a sect, and then place this treasure in the sect, the effect of the disciples in the sect can definitely increase by more than ten times, hehe. This magic treasure Not bad." Eyeball Monster proudly showed off.

It's really good, but it's not very useful... Ning Fan secretly thought.

In the realm of self-cultivation, there are not many people who are willing to honestly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate. That's all for low-level monks. If those high-level cultivators only practiced in seclusion, it would be difficult for them to improve to a small realm even after thousands of years. Only by relying on external resources can they quickly improve their cultivation.

Of course, this is not to say that meditation and penance are not important. I want to compete for opportunities in the world of comprehension. Naturally there are great risks. There are many powerful monks who are willing to spend millions of years in seclusion and penance. If they have this treasure in their hands, millions of years of penance can be accomplished in just 100,000 years. This thing is not completely useless.

Naturally, if Ning Fan established a certain power, this thing would be even more useful, it could bless all the disciples and speed up their cultivation. Hmm... If this thing is placed in the Xuanyin Realm. Using it for the cauldrons should make their cultivation soar...

If in the past, the cultivation of the cauldrons would not be of great benefit to Ning Fan, but now...

Ning Fan glanced at the anti-relic in his dantian, and there was a subtle glint in his eyes. This stone archway may also be of great use...

"Okay, the old man has gathered spiritual energy from ten directions to fuse the four bloodlines for you. It shouldn't be difficult."

The eyeball monster confidently unfolds his supernatural powers. The entire desert was shrouded in gray light in an instant, and it was impossible to see what was going on in it.

Time passed little by little, one day passed. Two days have passed... In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.

The gray light on the desert gradually dissipated. It has only been a month, and the eyeball monster has a look of great wear and tear, and his expression is no longer full of self-confidence, and he is all depressed.

"It can't be integrated! It can't be integrated at all! It's so difficult! No way. Your blood robbery is too overbearing..."

"When I rest, let's try again!"

The eyeball monster rested for a few days before returning to its peak state. He once again developed his supernatural powers, causing the gray light to cover the earth. In a blink of an eye, three months passed.

"Failed again! The old man doesn't believe it anymore, let's try again!"

Six months have passed...

"It still can't be integrated! Try again!"

Three years have passed…

"His grandmother, the liar Luan Gu, didn't he say that it is easy to merge blood, why is it so difficult!"

After countless failed blood fusions, the eyeball monster finally ran away and began to scold the ancients.

The eyeball monster has seen the Great Emperor of Chaos, and even heard of the past of Chaos' fusion of ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient demons.

The process of merging the bloodlines of Chaos Ancient is not difficult, making the eyeball monster mistakenly think that Ning Fan fuses the four bloodlines, it is not too difficult.

It's a pity that he completely misestimated the difficulty of Ning Fan's fusion of the four bloodlines!

The three bloodlines of ancient god, ancient demon, and ancient devil are nothing more than three bloodlines. If Ningfan only has these three bloodlines, it will not be difficult to integrate them. After all, the powers of these three families have the same origin, and they are all the powers of the Nichen Realm.

However, Ning Fan had the power of Tai Cang Jie Ling, which belonged to the world of dust, and was incompatible with the power of the world against dust!

"His grandma's, let's try again..."

Eyeballs wanted to pull Ning Fan and fuse his blood again, but Ning Fan refused with a wry smile.

"No need, I have already seen some of the reasons for the inability to fuse the bloodline. With my current bloodline situation, I am afraid I will try again a thousand times, 10,000 times, and the same result will still fail. Now, it is not fusion. The timing of the four bloodlines..."

In the end, the Eyeball Monster reluctantly left, and went to find a place to retreat and recuperate to replenish the vitality that had been consumed in the past few years.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, was cross-legged on the desert, looking at the four blood vessels in his body, his expression was rather solemn.

For the descendants of Chaos, the fusion of blood is extremely important. Between different bloodlines, there will be some rejection and containment.

The four bloodlines are like the countries of the four alliance alliances. They are nominally united, and after all, they are not united. Only when they are truly unified can they exert their greatest strength.

If he can fuse the four bloodlines, Ning Fan will no longer be a spiritual cultivator, a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator, or a robbery cultivator. In his body, there will only be one kind of cultivation, including the bloodlines of the four races. His strength can be greatly improved.

Unfortunately, even with the help of the eyeball monster, the fusion of bloodlines still failed.

"There are three reasons why the four bloodlines cannot be merged. One is the power of the two worlds of the dust world and the dust world. There are huge barriers between each other and it is difficult for them to coexist. If you want to break this barrier, you must use some external force..."

In Ning Fan's mind, something like the Fruit of Returning to the Ancients suddenly appeared.

It was not the first time he had heard that this thing had the magical effect of merging blood, even if it was a monk who had never practiced Yin-Yang Transformation. It can also fuse various blood vessels with this fruit.

If you can find some fruits of returning to the ancient times, you may be able to break the barrier between the blood of the gods, demons, and robbery.

"Second, the three bloodlines of the gods, demons and demons are too weak, while the blood robbery is too strong. I am afraid that the fusion can only be completed if the power balance between the four bloodlines is achieved..."

The blood robbery is already very strong. Next, you need to concentrate on cultivating the blood of the gods, demons, and demons.

"Thirdly, I haven't seen the essence of the blood of the four clans. The difference in the blood of the four clans, in the final analysis, is the difference of the Tao. The gods cultivate their hearts, the demons cultivate their spirits, the demons cultivate their blood, heart, spirit, and blood. It is the appearance, the real difference, but the difference in the views of Tao... And Jie Ling's understanding of the Tao is completely different from the three tribes of gods, demons and demons..."

at different angles. The world he sees is also different. This is something Ning Fan only understood after he learned the Mountain and Sea Mantra.

If you want to integrate the blood of the four clans, there is still a long way to go, so there is no need to worry. With Ning Fan's supernatural powers now, he has no small grasp of killing Yin Mo. Of course, if the cultivation base can be improved to a higher level, it would be even better.

On Ning Fan's body, there are a lot of heaven and earth treasures that can improve his cultivation, but he just needs a lot of time to devour and refine them.

The rain yin and yang he cultivated. Fighting yin and yang, but has not yet completed the last step of chaotic ring training: completely swallowing and absorbing the power of these two yin and yang, so that the cultivation base will advance greatly.

Now there is the Years Seal Tower. With enough time, the cultivation that could not be completed before can be completed one by one.

Unfortunately, before Ning Fan started his cultivation process, the chattering words of Candle Bow came to his mind.

"Master, let me out. I can't take it anymore, I want to take revenge on that eyeball monster!"

"Master, my wise master, your little bow is being bullied, how can you remain indifferent. That eyeball monster is not bullying me, it is hitting you in the face!"

"It hits the master's face, just like it hits Xiaogong's face. I can't bear it, I can't bear it! Xiaogong dares to ask the master to fight, he must repair that damn eyeball monster, and let the master be angry!"

Are you trying to give yourself a bad breath... Ning Fan shook his head.

He originally wanted to punish the candle bow and shut it up, but after thinking about it, let the candle bow suffer a little from the eyeball monster, it seems not bad, this candle bow is indeed in need of repair.

"Are you sure you want to fight that eyeball monster?"

Ning Fan bent his palm, took out the candle bow in his hand, and asked with great meaning.

"Sure, very sure! Just a broken eyeball, dared to put me in the melting furnace, and almost smelted me... Hmph, damn eyeball! The wise and great master, please give Xiaogong a chance to take revenge!" Candle Bow said angrily.

"Forget it, if you want to go, just go, I won't stop you." Ning Fan released his palm.

"Thank you, Master Ron! Master, you are so kind to me, and you are willing to agree to such unreasonable demands. When I betrayed you in the past, Xiaogong was really blinded by lard, and the dog's eyes were blind. Hey, Xiaogong will look for that eyeball. Strangely unlucky, please wait for my good news!"

Zhugong was overjoyed, as Ning Fan released his palm, it turned into a stream of light, and flew away viciously into the distance, but went to find the trouble of the eyeball monster.

This candle bow is also stupid. I don't know that the eyeball monster has the cultivation of the Seven Tribulations Immortal Emperor. With its strength, provocation at the door is like death...

I should have been taught a bad lesson... After that, I might be a little more obedient.

As the candle bow left, the place became quiet again, Ning Fan closed his eyes, and the whole body gradually became wet and rainy.

Gradually, the entire desert was covered with dark clouds, and after a while, drizzle fell from the sky.

The rain star between Ning Fan's eyebrows shone with a peculiar light, and at this moment, it was unsealed on its own.

After Ning Fan cultivated Rain Yin and Yang, once the blockade is lifted, his cultivation base can skyrocket.

Luan Gu once said that if you have the strength of the late Duzheng, and completely absorb and refine the power of Yuyin and Yang, you can make the cultivation base soar directly to the peak of Duzhen. At that time, Yuyinyang will not have to be unsealed again and again, but will be directly transformed into Ning Fan's cultivation.

Today's Ning Fan, although not a late-stage cultivator, is a Tribulation Spirit of Samsung True Blood.

In terms of robbery cultivation base alone, he is completely an Immortal Venerable of the first robbery of all ages. If he wants to absorb the power of Yuyin and Yang...it is not difficult!

"This century-old copper pagoda can stay for another ninety-six years. I don't know if it will be enough for me to absorb the full power of Yu Yin and Yang..."

Ning Fan's entire body became more and more blurred, as if it was integrated with the rain curtain, unable to see clearly.

In a blink of an eye, ninety-six years have passed.

When the century-old copper tower was on the verge of collapse, Ning Fan walked out of the rain curtain, and his temperament changed significantly.

He was clearly standing here, but someone whose cultivation level was not as good as him, swept the place with divine sense, but could only feel a misty drizzle, and could not detect his existence at all.

Ninety-six years of ascetic cultivation, the power of rain yin and yang has only been absorbed by Ning Fan for one third.

That's right, with only one-third of the power of rain, yin and yang, Ning Fan's ancient god cultivation level jumped from the mid-transition stage to the late stage of transcendence!

If you absorb all the power of Yu Yin and Yang, and break through the peak of the true crossing... it shouldn't be difficult!

"Ninety-six years is not enough, it will take at least two hundred years to complete the devouring of rain yin and yang..."

It should be enough to enter two centuries-old towers.

"Master, save me! Master, my good master... Ah, you actually let a dog bite me, you despicable eyeball, ah!"

In the distance, there was suddenly the sound of Candle Bow screaming for help.

Ning Fan followed the voice and saw the candle bow in human form being chased and bitten by a group of silver wolves.

If you look closely, you will find that those giant wolves are puppet beasts, not living creatures. When chasing the candle bow, there is not much murderousness, but there is a lot of teasing.

"Hey, you scream, even if you scream, no one will come to save you." The eyeball monster followed behind the wolves, smiling extremely wretched.

In other words, as early as the first time Zhu Gong came to provoke him, he was easily captured by the Eyeball Monster, and he has been locked in the cave, where he was tortured by the Eyeball Monster in every possible way. This pass is ninety-six years.

Ninety-six years! After finally escaping from the eyeball monster's cave, he was chased by the wolves again... Zhu Gong was about to cry without tears, it really regretted going to the eyeball monster back then, this eyeball monster was too powerful, it couldn't afford it at all!

"Hey, I've caught you! It's a really annoying little goblin, but it's a pity that it lacks training. Hehe, let the old man train you well for your master! Don't worry, it won't hurt this time." With a pack of wolves Surrounded, the eyeball monster quickly caught the candle bow, and the laughter became more wretched.

"No, no... Master save me, his head is abnormal, he he he he..." Zhu Gong desperately called for help, like a bullied girl...

What have these two people done all these years... Ning Fan's head is full of black lines.

I feel that the candle bow has left a huge psychological shadow, is it my illusion... (To be continued.)

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