In the Huanhe Sect, one hundred and seven female cultivators were finally wiped out by Old Demon Han.
Those who died in the black fire before were considered lucky. Those who died later were horrific.
Han Lao Mo kills, as if it were a kind of performance art. He didn't assault a woman, that's not his style.
"You must never show mercy to your enemies, or you will regret it in the future!"
This was the first lesson Old Demon Han taught Ning Fan.
Skinning, beheading, car splitting, lingering, hanging, cooking, needle insertion, burial, poisoning, clubbing, sawing, breaking a vertebra, pouring lead, brushing, playing the lute, pumping the intestines…
All the means that Old Demon Han could think of were used. When the morning comes, Limeng Mountain will be in a mess, with minced meat and stumps, and even feces and urea.
Little Zhihe fainted when Old Demon Han killed the first person, but Ning Fan gritted his teeth and watched from the beginning to the end. The blood and stench made Ning Fan vomit three times before finally getting used to the brutal killing scene.
Ning Fan had to see, he was not stupid, he could guess that if he couldn't stand this murder, if he fainted like a paper crane, Old Demon Han would kill him without hesitation!
Ghost Bird Sect, Han Yuanji, this is a real devil who is always testing Ning Fan.
"Boy, that's really good! When I was a teacher back then, my master was like this. He destroyed a demon door. At that time, I vomited six times..."
Old Demon Han looked at Ning Fan, his eyes gleaming.
This son has a stoic temperament and is a good seedling for cultivating demons.
Old Demon Han didn't know that Ning Fan was originally the most hideous. He didn't want to see blood, but he had to, or he would die.
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"Go, I will take you back to Qimei City!"
The old demon carried Zhihe in one hand and Ning Fan in the other, his feet vacated, and he stepped into the sky.
From front to back, Ning Fan didn't say a single word to the old demon. Today, he is a swordsman who only wants to survive, and he will lose if he talks too much.
The old demon flew very fast. In just one day, he flew from the western region of Yueguo to the northern region of Yueguo, spanning a distance of thousands of miles.
It flew over the Zhengdao Zongmen several times in the middle, but if anyone dared to stop it, the old demon would fly with a cauldron and be extremely domineering.
In the northern region of Yue Kingdom, there is an ice-cast city called Qimei City. The entire city was enveloped by a strange cold air, as if even the soul could freeze.
There are thousands of cultivators in Qimei City, and there are even three masters of fusion spirit. Perceiving the movement of the old demon breaking the air, the three masters stepped into the sky and climbed the clouds together. When they saw the old demon, they all looked respectful.
"See the city master!"
"No gift, let me get out of here!" Old Demon Han chased away the three, but looked at Ning Fan deeply.
Ning Fan is guarding Qimei City and guarding three masters. This is very good. When entering a strange place and seeing strangers, a heart of vigilance is essential.
"I am the lord of Qimei City, one of the four honors of the Ghost Bird Sect, 'Han Yao Zun'! There is still half a year before the Ghost Bird Sect's apprenticeship ceremony. I will give you half a year to raise my cultivation to the fifth level of the pulse-breaking sect. , otherwise, die!"
The old devil looked at the Seven Plum City under the sea of clouds, but in the eyes of the publicity and domineering, a trace of sadness flashed inadvertently. This sadness, appearing on his murderer, is very strange.
"This is a demon with a story." Ning Fan didn't want to inquire about Old Demon Han's secrets. That was his own death.
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Ning Fan, sixteen years old, a servant of the Haining Ning family, was murdered, sold into the devil's door, separated from his brother, got a jade lock, worshiped the devil, and entered the Seven Plum City.
In the moonlight, in the ice wind, Ning Fan recalled the past and held Yusuo's palm even tighter. It has been three days since he was captured in Qimei City.
On the windowsill, there is a volume of books, "Qimei Transcripts", this book seems to have been written by a female demon in Qimei City.
When Old Demon Han handed this book to Ning Fan, his eyes seemed to eat people.
"I put this book in your hands. Within half a year, if this book is damaged, I want you to pay for it!"
What is recorded in the book is the basic knowledge of self-cultivation, along with the art of opening meridians. Cultivation of immortals requires the intake of spiritual power from heaven and earth, and the intake of spiritual power requires meridians.
This meridian cannot be the meridian of mortals, but needs to be the meridian of immortals.
The right way to cultivate the gods, the immortal veins of the creation are called the divine veins. Evil Dao cultivates demons, and the immortal veins created are called demon veins. Demonic beasts and demons repair, the immortal veins created are called demon veins.
The first realm of self-cultivation is the pulse-breaking stage. In this realm, there is no need to practice exercises. You only need to absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth or the medicinal power of the elixir, and shape the fairy veins in the body, so that you can continuously improve your strength.
Among mortals, there is not one in ten thousand who can successfully open the pulse. There are also advantages and disadvantages of the immortal veins created.
Ning Fan closed his eyes and immersed himself in it. He felt a heat flow in his body, flowing out from his dantian along a strange path, flowing towards his whole body. That route is the immortal veins in his body!
Ordinary immortal veins, mana runs for a week, it takes a day or even several days.
And Ning Fan, the mana runs for a week, but it only takes an hour!
There is no doubt that the speed of Ning Fan's meditation practice is much faster than that of ordinary immortal cultivators!
And the mana he cultivated, vaguely, seemed to have a special quality...
"Immortal Immortal Vein!" Ning Fan's eyes flickered.
The Immortal Vein he owns is called the Immortal Vein in the Seven Plums!
The ancient immortal veins are extremely rare, but there are many types. Compared with ordinary immortal veins, the cultivation speed of the ancient immortal veins is faster, and with the deepening of cultivation, most of them can cultivate special magical powers.
Ning Fan didn't know what kind of immortal vein he cultivated, and a series of events made him still in a trance, like waking up from a dream.
A few days ago, he was nothing more than an ordinary man, who was persecuted and almost died in a demon such as the Huanhe Sect.
A few days later, by chance, he became a monk, worshipped under a devil, and lived in the city of Qimei, which is snow and ice all year round...
"Unexpectedly, I became a cultivator. Is it the credit of this jade lock..." Ning Fan took out the jade lock from his sleeve, his eyes were extremely complicated.
After reading the "Seven Plum Transcripts", Ning Fan already knew something about cultivating the truth. This lock, which can help him and a mortal to find the ancient immortal veins, is definitely a treasure!
Ning Fan still remembers that when he first arrived at Qimei City, Old Demon Han ordered himself to take out this treasure and lend him a look. Old Demon Han is naturally very interested in the magic weapon that can smash the black dragon, but with his eyesight, he didn't see how extraordinary this jade lock is...
'This thing is either useless or... it's a treasure! Even with my eyesight, I can't see through, hehe, most of them are not ordinary things. If you are not Laozi's disciple, you will definitely kill your kid and take this thing away! But according to the rules of my Black Demon Sect, Master cannot take away the treasure of the disciple, hey, that's all, I won't take your chance... I'll give it back to you! '
In the end, Old Demon Han actually returned the jade lock to Ning Fan! This made Ning Fan's understanding of Old Demon Han rise another level.
This old demon Han seems to really treat him as a disciple, and he doesn't even rob his treasure...
It's a devil with a bottom line...
Create a fairy vein! It is the first layer of pulse-opening!
The formation of four immortal veins is the second layer of vein development. By analogy, if Old Demon Han allowed him to reach the fifth level of vein creation in half a year, he would need to develop twenty-five immortal veins.
During the three days of coming to Qimei City, every day, servants will bring many jade bottles, all of which are full of high-quality medicinal herbs, which are very beneficial to the cultivation of the pulse-breaking period.
Judging from the situation, Old Demon Han actually wanted to support Ning Fan until he reached the fifth-layer realm
However, the strange thing was that another servant sent an order from Old Demon Han, saying that Ning Fan had absolute freedom in Qimei City.
What does it mean
In Qimei City, Ning Fan can move freely and not be detained by anyone, but if he runs outside Qimei City, I am afraid that he will be caught back...
Ning Fan didn't take any of the medicinal pills sent by the servant, so he was not in a hurry.
For the past three days, he has read the entire "Seven Plum Transcripts" several times, thoroughly familiarizing himself with it, making sure that he has a detailed understanding of the basics of self-cultivation before he begins to formulate future plans.
Whether he wanted to or not, he bowed to Old Demon Han and embarked on the path of cultivating demons. Since he had no choice, he had to bite the bullet and go on.
Faced with the moody Old Demon Han, one must be careful. The training target issued by Old Demon Han must also be completed, otherwise...you will die!
Ning Fan didn't want to die, he still wanted to take revenge on those who harmed him, and he wanted to find his missing brother... He wanted to live well!
And paper cranes...
Ning Fan sighed slightly, he has always been a cold-hearted person, but that little girl made him unable to ignore it.
That little girl is still in the hands of Old Demon Han, and I don't know how she is doing...
She had rescued him, if it wasn't for the steamed buns and jade locks she sent, Ning Fan would probably have died in the night of the Huanhe Sect...
"Wake up, finally wake up... giggle, handsome Xiao Langjun, you are willing to obtain the inheritance of Yin-Yang lock!"
While Ning Fan was contemplating, the jade lock suddenly emitted a faint red light, and a soft female voice came from it.
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, and before he could react, the jade lock had turned into a red light, ignoring the obstruction, and flew directly into Ning Fan's dantian. For a moment, Ning Fan felt unbearable heat all over his body, and his breathing became heavier.
"Who is it! Who is talking!"
Ning Fan's face sank. After all, he was a rookie who had just started cultivating. He didn't know how to deal with this situation.
There is one more jade lock in his dantian, but he cannot take it out. As the jade lock entered, his body became more and more hot, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.
There is a deepening desire in my heart that cannot be expressed in words, as if I want to tear something soft, filled with tyrannical emotions.
"What to do! How to deal with this situation!"
Ning Fan wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, and his body couldn't move, and he fell straight on the couch.
There seemed to be a fire in his dantian, which was about to burn his entire body to the ground. Gradually, Ning Fan's whole body became numb, and he even lost consciousness...
I want a woman, I want a woman to defuse this fire!
"Hey, this lock is called the Yin-Yang Lock, and it is an ancient inheritance tool. You have this lock. If you can recognize the master, you can get the inheritance. This is the chance that my sister has been plotting for many years. Hey, it can only be cheaper for you. Otherwise, I don't know how many years my sister will have to wait." A woman's faint sigh rose directly in Ning Fan's mind.
However, at this moment, Ning Fan was unable to think about these issues. The mysterious voice let out a few cheerful smiles, and then it was silent.
It's hot, it's so hot... This kind of situation is like a mortal being caught in a medicine, and the heat is unbearable.
Pain, the whole body is in severe pain! If you can't get rid of this dry heat, your blood will flow backwards and you will die! Damn it! What kind of jade lock is this, how could such a change occur!
"Big brother, you... what's wrong with you! Ah, you're so hot, I'll call someone to save you..."
"Ah! Big brother, don't hold me down, I know, you are poisoned, I'll call someone... Ah! Let go, let go... um..."
"Stupid, stupid! Are you trying to detoxify me! Let go..."
In a trance, Ning Fan only felt that in his arms, he suddenly slipped into a cold and soft body.
He pinned her down while she struggled, crying...
The only trace of rationality forced Ning Fan to stop groping his big hands, and the petite figure finally escaped from under him.
"Okay, it's dangerous, I'm about to be... Big brother, what's wrong with you!" The petite figure suddenly exclaimed, but Ning Fan completely passed out, and his breath was a little weak.
Will die, Ning Fan will die!
When she was in the Huanhe Sect, she saw many female demons, feeding men with charming poison, and letting the men die with a little bit of poison, which she enjoyed.
The cultivator's charismatic poison should not be underestimated. If he can't do that, he will die... unless he has a very high cultivation base to suppress it!
Big brother...will he die too...
Do not! When you die, there is nothing left...
That petite figure wiped away the tears on his face, as if he had made a painful decision, taking off his clothes one by one.
"...Anyway, I was poisoned by Shagu, and I won't be able to live for long. Big brother, you saved me once in the Huanhe Sect. Now, let's change the paper crane to save you... You must live."
A ridiculous night.
Early in the morning, Ning Fan opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the sleeping body beside him, and smiled bitterly.
Beside him, Zhi He's petite body was full of bruises, and there was a pool of blood on the quilt, like seven plums in the snow, in full bloom.
Zhihe's little face was still full of tears, and the pear flowers were full of rain. She had dry, cracked lips, a bunny on her chest, and bruised blood.
There are still fragments of broken memories in his mind, Ning Fan gritted his teeth and closed his eyes guiltily.
"Ning Fan, Ning Fan, what have you done, she is still a child..."
He didn't know why he was in danger, the evil fire burned his body, and he almost died, but it was Zhihe who saved him...
"Big brother, don't die, Zhihe is here to save you... You must live..."
In the murmur, Zhi He was talking in his sleep, turning over unconsciously, touching the scars under his body, and frowning slightly in pain.
This dream is not destined to be sweet.
Ning Fan struggled to get up, looked at Zhi He pitifully, with guilt, stretched out his palm, trying to wipe away the woman's tears.
If it wasn't for her, he must have died, so what happened to the damn jade lock!
Why would he be like crazy, burning with evil fire!
Suddenly, there was another sharp pain in his mind, making Ning Fan almost faint from the pain.
That mysterious voice sounded again.
"Giggle, Xiao Langjun is very lucky, thanks to this little girl's help, Yin Yang Lock has recognized you as the master. Hey, when my sister was not well prepared, she didn't prepare a man to relieve the fire, so she was devoured by her inner demon and trapped in the lock. In. You are very lucky, it seems that you can successfully obtain the memory of the ancient emperor..."
"Who are you!" Ning Fan clenched his fists and said coldly.
"Giggle, if you want to know who your sister is, take away the memory inheritance of the Yin-Yang Lock!"
In an instant, severe pain hit like a tide, and a series of messy and broken memories were directly imprinted into Ning Fan's mind!
"I am a chaotic ancient, ranked among the Immortal Emperors, I once worshipped under the Immortal Emperor's gate, listened to lectures, and understood the Great Dao of Yin and Yang. I had no children in my life, and when I changed the Dao, I cast this immortal lock, and passed on my three thoughts and one monument, connecting a world and giving it to me. Descendants! The Immortal Emperor once said, 'Beyond the first ring of heaven, the way of art cannot be lightly passed on', so the mind skills passed on by this emperor are all in the first ring."
"My first thought is to record what I have learned in my life. You can get it. In the first ring of heaven, someone who is as knowledgeable as you is rare!"
The needle of memory was pierced into his mind, and the pain pierced his soul. Even an ordinary master of fusion might not be able to endure the pain, but Ning Fan experienced a big change, and his heart was like a sea of magic, so he just gritted his teeth and endured it. And the inheritance he gained made him feel that the pain he suffered was not worth mentioning.
The contents of these memories shocked Ning Fan.
Medical astrology, a hundred schools of scriptures, alchemy and refining, poetry and songs, all of them are true demons. Although the memory is broken and messy, it has also greatly increased Ning Fan's knowledge.
What shocked Ning Fan even more were the words in his memory.
Immortal Emperor!
The extra memory inheritance in Ning Fan's mind once belonged to a certain Immortal Emperor!
Who can be called the Immortal Emperor!
Although Ning Fan had read the records of Qimei, there was no brief introduction to the Immortal Emperor!
so far away!
In the rain world where he lives, the highest cultivation level is no more than an old monster, but even this kind of old monster, no one dares to call himself an immortal emperor.
This memory inheritance, what a powerful existence is passed down!
Without waiting for preparation, the second thought inheritance will follow. The pain this time seems to be an iron brush scrubbing the mind, even if it is a master of Jindan, it may not be able to bear it.
Ning Fan was bleeding from his nose and mouth. This blood aroused the ruthlessness in his heart. He just gritted his teeth and endured the pain!
"My second thought is to record the first step of self-cultivation. If you get it, it will be beneficial to the realization and broaden your horizons!"
Bang!
The third round of memory inheritance finally arrived, Ning Fan let out a miserable cry and almost passed out, but he gritted his teeth and survived.
This time, the memory inheritance is like a thousand swords, as if his soul was crushed. His face was as pale as paper, and his life was in danger, but when he glanced at the figure of the girl beside him, he saw the traces of pain on the girl's face, his own pain. , seems trivial.
"My third thought, called "Yin-Yang Transformation", although it is an ancient magic art, it is not a magic art. If you can get this art, plus the yin and yang locks close to your body, you can swim the dragon and the phoenix, as easy as the palm of your hand!"
In this thought, what is included is the double cultivation method matched with the yin and yang lock, its name... "Yin and Yang Change"!
This is a kind of ancient magic art, cultivated, it is the ancient magic veins - yin and yang devil veins!
The memory of this exercise was only in his mind, and Ning Fan actually felt that the immortal veins in his body faintly echoed the exercise.
If nothing else... the immortal veins he cultivated with jade locks are the yin and yang demon veins!
After the inheritance of the three thoughts, the immortal emperor's residual thoughts in the yin and yang locks slowly dissipated, as if they never existed at all.
Ning Fan lost all his strength and fell next to Zhihe, panting heavily, carefully sorting out the memory inheritance of the Immortal Emperor in his mind.
With this inheritance, his cultivation level is still at the first level, but with his knowledge, even some old monsters in the rain world who have been practicing Taoism for many years may not be able to match!
Yin-Yang lock, Yin-Yang change, Immortal Emperor inheritance, dual cultivation method, Yin-Yang Demon Vein... A series of information, Ning Fan needs to digest it.
"Giggle, has Xiao Langjun successfully obtained the memory inheritance? Congratulations~" A soft laughter sounded in Ning Fan's mind.
That voice came from the jade lock!
Having obtained part of the memory inheritance of the Immortal Emperor, Ning Fan's experience is not what it used to be. He vaguely saw that in the jade lock in his dantian, there was an old monster...
"Who are you!"
"Giggle, I won't tell you~" The answer to Ning Fan was still a soft laugh, with a charming charm.