Chapter Eighty

After the two girls took a bath, Ning Fan still took the two girls back to the cauldron to prevent them from revealing their identities.

The night was quiet, and after a month of killing, the nerves were always tense, making Ning Fan extremely tired.

He lay lazily in the wooden tub, soaking in the petal bath water prepared by Bai Xiu. The petals are called 'Jade Sandalwood', which can relieve the fatigue of cultivators and are extremely valuable, even the ordinary old monsters can't use them.

Unexpectedly, Bai Xiu can give himself such an expensive bath water. It seems that his status in the sect has risen to an unprecedented height because of the contribution value of 2.15 million.

Fortunately, no one believed that Ning Fan could kill the old monster Jindan.

Unfortunately, most people accepted Ning Fan's identity as 'the first person under the golden core', and even called him the 'Spirit Melting Killer'.

When a young man becomes famous, he is finally tired of being famous...Ning Fan somewhat understands the meaning of this sentence. Now that I am in the public eye, I can't hide what I want to do in secret.

"If I find some divine herbs, I will learn the first trick of "Spiritual Meditation"—reciting a fake trick. With my spiritual sense at the pinnacle of Jindan, I will disguise my appearance, appearance, and identity, unless it is a master of Nascent Soul. Otherwise, no one will be able to see through my disguise... In this way, I can use another identity to steal mysterious Yin Qi, or kill people..."

His eyes were cold, and he naturally would not forget the revenge of the extremely yin sect. If he didn't know the technique of divination and figured out that there was an interception, otherwise, he would have been killed by the extreme yin clan despite his amazing strength.

Ning Fan gently exhaled, calmed down, buried his head in the bath water, and fell silent...

On the Ghost Sparrow Sect, the night was slightly cold. In the Deacon Hall, a gray-clothed deacon disciple gently walked out of the door and looked up at the moonlight in the night sky. A sneer appeared on his indifferent pale face like a corpse.

This is it, Wang Yao!

"Ning Fan... This emperor will come to determine whether it is a good thing you did..."

He clenched his hands, and in a flash, his palms turned into white bone claws, and in an instant, a piece of jade rib in Ning Fan's storage bag suddenly glowed faintly.

"Sure enough, it is this person! Good, very good! Once this emperor's true soul, in the realm of cultivation, breaks through the Nascent Soul stage, it will crush you!"

Wang Yao sneered and regained his numb expression again. With a movement of the profound light under his feet, it turned into a gleam of white bone, and flew out of the inner door without any obstruction, ignoring the great formation and escaping directly.

This method is simply incredible!

And tonight, in the country of Yue, three cultivating families were wiped out, no one knew, all this was done by Wang Yao.

Devouring the monk, Wang Yao, no, the Bone Emperor clone, trying to restore the Nascent Soul level strength as soon as possible. Because he found out that in the Yue Kingdom and the Ghost Birds, there are quite a few masters of gold elixir, and without the cultivation of Nascent Soul, he is really not sure that he can kill Ning Fan to vent his hatred in front of everyone's eyes!

...

Ning Fan's heart was filled with unease, he felt something, he got out of the bathtub naked, waved his hand, and took the storage bag into his hand.

"Is it an illusion... No, just in case, it's still a fortune-telling..."

He pinched his fingers, and after a while, he showed a look of anger, but in the midst of anger, he was still at a loss.

This calculation, he calculated that someone was disadvantaged to him, but he could not calculate the identity of that person.

It seems that the man's cultivation is far beyond himself, so by his own mana,

Can't figure out everything about that person.

Ning Fan took a deep breath, his eyes flickered with cold light, he put on his robe, took out a short bone, and pondered slightly.

"Bone King, is that you..."

Among Ning Fan's enemies, the strength far surpasses him. Except for the Bone Emperor in the seventh area of ​​the Demon Forest, there is only the Demon Realm God Emperor—Nei Huang!

Within 100 years of Emperor Nirvana, he will not be able to reach the Rain Realm, and the Emperor of Bone should not be able to leave the ghost forest... But he is still uneasy in his heart.

"It's better to be careful... This bone cannot be stored in the storage bag for the time being."

With a wave of his palm, he put the bones into the cauldron ring, and for a moment, thousands of miles away, Wang Yao, who was blood-washing the cultivator in the night, looked cold and disdainful.

"Hmph, so vigilant boy... This emperor just used the 'Bone Searching Technique' to arouse his vigilance... However, you definitely don't know that this emperor is Wang Yao... you , still can't escape death..."

This uneasiness made Ning Fan lose his mind to take a bath. He realized that even if he left the Demon Forest, he still couldn't be careless.

To cure the old demon requires strength. To defeat the Emperor Nirvana requires strength. Even, one day soaring, ascending to the Four Heavens Immortal Realm, and fighting against countless descendants of gods and demons also requires strength.

Not to mention, after a hundred years, he must have the strength to match Emperor Nirvana.

"There is no time to waste... Tomorrow, I will go to the Zongmen Hall to perfunctory those old things, and then I will refine the Guling Pill and break through the peak of Rongling first..."

At the peak of Rongling, you can swallow pills to break through, but from the peak of Rongling, to the realm of fake pills, and then to the real golden pill, it is extremely difficult. Ning Fan has the impression of the Immortal Emperor, and there is no bottleneck at all, but it still takes at least ten years to break through the Golden Core Stage, and retreat to the realm...

This is self-cultivation, even if Ning Fan has countless shortcuts to take, it is still difficult to reach the sky in one step.

He was cross-legged on the couch, and there was still the scent left by the two girls, Bing Ling and Yue Ling, with a faint scent of a virgin, which was quite charming. These Ning Fans didn't care, his mood was as calm as a stone, and "Yin-Yang Change" greatly improved his mood. After all, the most important thing to improve in the double-cultivation method was a steady will.

If you want to cast charm on others, you must first not be afraid of charm.

He regulates his breath and mana, and runs Zhou Tian, ​​even if the effect is weak, he does not want to waste his cultivation time.

But at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and seemed to feel something.

The spirit-level formation in the courtyard moved a bit... Someone came in, and there were quite a few people coming.

"act recklessly..."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The big formation he set up was not a defensive formation, but an exploration formation. Except for Bai Xiu, no one could even see that he had formed an formation here.

The people who came were a group of women, each with their pretty faces, but every woman's eyes shone with a cold light like a snake and a scorpion.

The woman at the head is a girl in a green Luo skirt. Her appearance is three-point similar to that of Baixiu, but it is more bright and illuminating than Baixiu.

Egret! In the Hall of Shuangxiu, the female disciples of the early days of fusion, the ruthless man who dared to murder the elders of the past!

"Sister, how do we deal with this Ning Fan..." A black-clothed woman, about twenty-seven, was quite handsome, with a cold expression.

"Giggle, kill him, or keep him for the sisters to play with..." Another woman, dressed in purple veil, smiled frivolously.

The two daughters are both at the tenth-level of cultivating the pulse, and they are enough to be deacon disciples in the Ghost Sparrow Sect, but they are willing to stay in the Shuangxiu Temple and serve the egrets.

Egret, Su hand snapped his fingers, and immediately there was a rather strong woman, kneeling on the ground.

The egret sat lazily on the woman's pink back, kneading the woman's delicate buttocks with her hands, showing covetousness and enthusiasm.

"Yun'er, your little butt is getting fat again..."

"Sister, don't laugh at Yun'er... Yun'er has always been my sister's person..." The woman who was seated by the egret seemed to enjoy the egret's act of kneading her buttocks.

"Huang Ling, take some of your sisters to entertain this new elder..." Bailu thought for a moment, and finally said lightly.

And she ordered, and immediately there were five delicate yellow-clothed women, each with charming eyes, walked towards Ning Fan's house and pushed in the door.

Except for the five women in yellow, all the women present were virgins! They are clearly practicing the double cultivation method, but the yin is still there. How exactly do they practice double cultivation? !

Ning Fan was slightly startled, and withdrew his spiritual sense, showing a thoughtful look.

He could feel that five women in yellow had entered his room. It seemed that these five women were the culprits who killed countless male disciples and elders.

"Interesting... Do you treat the Shuangxiu Temple in the sect as your own kingdom... Just relying on five mere 10th-level veil-breaking and ten-layer demon girls, you are trying to recruit me, do you underestimate me..."

Ning Fan sneered in his heart, but his face remained calm, still sitting cross-legged on the couch. The five women entered the room and began to undress. Their clothes fell to the ground, naked like five pure white lambs. They catered to Xiang Ning Fan and let out a light breath.

"Yo! Elder Ning, do you want to play with our five sisters..."

In the words of the five women, it seems that they have used a very strong charm. With Ning Fan's golden core's peak spiritual sense, they all trembled for a moment. Charisma practice is so powerful.

It's a pity, no matter how high the five women's charms are, they are still inferior to Ning Fan. Performing a charm technique in front of Ning Fan was simply an axe.

Ning Fan sneered, and flicked his fingers, his fingers flying.

In just an instant, the five women were hit with the Yin Finger at the same time, all of which were stagnant in their mana, their auras were chaotic, their hearts were at a loss, and there was only a desire to rejoice.

"Egret, you have your heart. When this elder just arrived, you sent five cauldrons. Although the five people are not perfect, but if you just pick up supplements, this elder doesn't mind."

Ning Fan's sneer, and the pain and suffering of the five daughters all fell into Bailu's ears. In an instant, she stood up awe-inspiringly, her pretty face in disbelief.

"Impossible! The five sisters of Huang Ling, they are practicing the fragments of a certain golden elixir charm. Even if they are the old monsters at the peak of Rongling, they may not be able to block this charm. Why can you block it!"

She was in a turmoil, if Ning Fan really picked up a few women, it would undoubtedly be gouging out a knife in the heart of the egret.

"They are my cauldron, how can you enjoy it! Humph!"

The egret flashed lightly and rushed into the house, slapped the storage bag at the waist, held a long sword in his hand, and stabbed Ning Fan directly.

It's a pity that this woman's long sword trembled slightly when it faced Ning Fan, and Ning Fan's sharp eyes pierced, and the dignified and high-level magic sword was shattered in Ning Fan's eyes!

Ning Fan's sea of ​​knowledge has been condensed into sword knowledge. Today, he can almost be regarded as the emperor of the sword. An ordinary sword, he is not even qualified to wield it in front of him!

A look that shattered the long sword, this method completely exceeded the egret's expectations. She was in disarray and wanted to fly back, but Ning Fan jumped up, a Binghong, bullied her in front of her, and pointed her finger at Caiyin.

This finger, Ning Fan did not have the slightest feeling of pity for Xiangxiyu, and pressed it with extreme force on the egret's chest, causing her to sigh softly in pain, but immediately, she was overwhelmed by the force of Caiyin's finger, and an unbearable feeling rose in her heart, revealing The color of anger.

"You dare to... cast a charm on me!"

"You have to figure out, you are a disciple, and I am the elder of the Shuangxiu Temple. You send someone to pick me up, and I can also pick you up."

Ning Fan showed an indifferent expression, clicked his fingers, and threw the soft egret on the couch.

His heart is soft, reserved only for a few people, and his heart is harder than a stone when it comes to enemies.

"What do you want to do to me!"

Egret was a little scared. Although she was happy with women on weekdays, she was still perfect... She faintly felt that Ning Fan would not let her go easily.

Catching the cold gaze of Ning Fan, the egret was terrified and powerless for the first time in her life. She also cultivated to the realm of fusion spirit, but in Ning Fan's hands, she didn't even have the strength to fight back...

The yin-collecting finger force gradually flared up, and her consciousness gradually became lost... Whoever hurts people will always hurt them. Since she is not good for Ning Fan, Ning Fan will not let her go.

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After the cloudy rain, Ning Fan put on his clothes, and it was already midnight, he pushed open the door and went out. On the couch, a slush-like egret, with a flushed face.

The five daughters of Huang Ling fainted on the ground. Outside the house, none of the female disciples dared to come in.

Ning Fan's murderous aura was terrifying... Several women were about to rush in, but under Ning Fan's murderous aura, they fainted.

"From today, you egret, become my 18th cauldron..." Ning Fan said lightly.

"Damn, it's in your hands this time!" Egret couldn't grit his teeth tightly and regretted it.

She is used to being defiant in the Shuangxiu Temple, but this is the first time she has been bullied...

"I'll take the cauldron, whether you like it or not. Remember, you shot me once, there's no second time... This time, let me spare your life! Next time..."

Ning Fan lightly threatened.

The magic power has been established. Since the egret, he will harvest and replenish the world... He has no mercy or pity for the enemy. In his life, he would never fall in love with Dingluo.