Tang Xiong turned into a rainbow and flew towards the ground.
Ning Fan looked thoughtful, and after a while, his sleeve robes rolled up, and Qingdai disappeared into the palace.
The next moment, the two appeared outside the treasure house a million feet underground.
The ground is very open, and there is a huge treasure house opened up.
The guard array of the treasure house has not been turned on, perhaps because the old demon Fusang is here, there is no need to turn it on.
At this moment, Tang Xiong, the lord of Jumang, stood respectfully behind the old demon Fusang, with the attitude of a junior, and there was no trace of the arrogance of the lord.
The old fusang demon was dressed in black robes and stood with his hands behind his back, with white hair reaching the ground and white eyebrows without beards.
He narrowed his eyes, meeting Ning Fan's eyes, quietly spreading his aura, covering the entire underground space.
That is the aura of a shattered powerhouse! Under the broken void are all ants!
Ning Fan did not shy away from the eyes of the old demon Fusang, and looked at the old demon Fusang sternly.
An invisible aura spread between the two of them.
Tang Xiong, the dignified Taixu cultivator, felt that his breathing was dull under the momentum of the two of them. After taking a few steps back, he felt that his breathing was smoother.
Qingdai is only a glimpse of the virtual cultivation base, how can she withstand the imposing manner of the shattering cultivator.
She shivered slightly, this was the first time she felt the imposing manner of the shattered old monster at close range...
Strong, terrifyingly strong... In front of the Void Shattering cultivator, she is just an ant, unable to even breathe...
In the dantian, the soul of medicine was trembling!
Within the Heavenly Spirit, the Sea of Consciousness trembled and was about to collapse!
She only felt that it was getting harder and harder to breathe, and she was almost knocked off by the momentum of the old fusang demon.
It's just that she has always been stubborn, unwilling to give in in front of the Void Shattering old monster, unwilling to retreat like Tang Xiong.
"Don't be afraid... My Mingluo clan also has a great enemy with broken emptiness, whose name is Wan Changkong, who is the strongest puppet master in the tree world... One day, on behalf of the Mingluo clan, I will speak to that Wan Changkong. Changkong's revenge. If I am afraid of Shaoxu's coercion here, what qualification does he have to stand in front of Wan Changkong... I can't be afraid..."
Qingdai bit her lip and forcibly suppressed the panic in her heart.
Even so, she didn't want to back off, didn't want to escape...
The weak is not scary, what is scary is that there is no determination to defeat the strong.
When her demon soul was almost injured by the shattering aura, a gentle voice entered her ears, and then the shattering aura that made her so oppressive that she could not breathe slowly dissipated.
"do not be afraid."
Ning Fan turned his head and smiled, gently flicking his sleeves, grabbing with his five fingers, and crushing Qingdai's aura.
Qingdai was sheltered by Ning Fan, and her discomfort gradually disappeared. She was half grateful and half apologetic to Ning Fan, "I'm sorry... it's all because of me..."
She knew that Ning Fan was secretly competing with the old demon Fusang.
She knew that because she refused to retreat, Ning Fan had to protect her.
And because Ning Fan took the lead, in this battle of momentum, Ning Fan was at a disadvantage.
Qingdai blamed herself very much, if she backed away obediently, Ning Fan would not have been defeated to save her.
"It's just a small matter, don't worry about it."
Ning Fan smiled disapprovingly, turned around, and looked at the old demon Fusang again.
For him, an innocuous victory or defeat is not worth worrying about.
"The little girl is not bad, her aptitude may not be perfect, but her heart is not afraid of being strong, but it is very valuable. It is rare to think that the Mingluo clan can still have such juniors. More than 100,000 years ago, the old man just rushed With a virtual cultivation base, you can be considered good friends with the high priest of the Mingluo clan, and you are also considered a junior of the old man. This jade slip was obtained by the old man back then, and it is given to you now, and it is also considered to be returned to the original owner."
The old demon Fusang laughed, showing a satisfied smile to Qingdai.
He reached into the sleeve robe with his palm, took out a damaged jade slip from the sleeve robe, flicked his finger, and threw it to Qingdai.
Ning Fan waved his hand and stopped the jade slip for Qingdai. Spiritually swept the contents of the jade slip, revealing a strange look, and handed the jade slip to Qingdai, "You can accept what Senior Fusang gave you."
"Oh."
Qingdai nodded obediently, took the jade slip, and probed with her divine sense.
There was no difference at first, but the more I read the content of the jade slip, the more pleasantly surprised it became. At the end, I gave the old fusang demon Yingying a gift with gratitude.
"Thank you senior for presenting the jade slip!"
This jade slip records dozens of lost secret techniques of the Mingluo clan, which the old demon Fusang obtained from the Mingluo clan when he was young.
At that time, he was the patriarch of the Fusang clan, and he was friendly with the Mingluo clan, and the two clans gave each other a lot of secret arts.
In the catastrophe 10,000 years ago, not only did the Mingluo clan die out, but the secret technique jade slips in the clan were destroyed, and many secret techniques were lost.
The gift of Qingdai, the jade slip by the old demon Fusang, is of great significance to the Mingluo family, and Qingdai is naturally very grateful.
"Hehe, don't be polite, the Fusang clan and the Mingluo clan have been friends for generations, and returning the secret technique is a matter of course."
This is just a scene.
Perhaps when the Mingluo clan was strong, the two clans really made good friends.
But with the decline of the Mingluo clan, the Fusang clan did not become too friendly with the Mingluo clan anymore.
Otherwise, why would Tang Xiong use ten Mingluo puppets as a quest reward, why not return the puppets directly to the Mingluo clan
Otherwise, why did the old demon Fusang not return the jade slip earlier and later, but only after Ning Fan appeared
Ning Fan would not be fooled by the words of the scene. He could see that the reason why the old fusang demon showed affection to Qingdai and the Mingluo clan was actually his face.
"Old hibiscus demon, please ask me..." Ning Fan thought.
It is human nature to hold high and step down. The Mingluo clan has fallen, and the Fusang clan has not continued to befriend the Mingluo clan, and there is no fault whatsoever.
In the realm of self-cultivation, the friendship between the two families, to put it bluntly, is only a matter of interest.
If their power is not equal, there is no intersection.
Ning Fan didn't have any prejudice against the old demon Fusang, but was curious about what the old demon Fusang had to do to ask him for help.
If it was what he guessed, he would definitely not be able to help...
"Fellow Daoist Lu, with the strength of one person, killed two Guiyuan tree kings in a row. This kind of strength really surprised the old man... I heard Tang Xiong say that your suffocation is very terrifying, and even Tang Xiong thinks that you have killed a broken cultivator. Haha, I wonder if this old man is fortunate enough to see the suffocating aura of fellow Daoists?" The old demon Fusang said very politely.
Ning Fan's heart is really like this, it is impossible for an old Void Shattering Monster to show his favor to the Void Refinement cultivator for no reason.
The reason why the old demon Fusang was polite to him was probably because he heard about Ning Fan's monstrous aura from Tang Xiong's mouth.
Later, when he saw that he had really killed the two tree kings and returned, he was more attracted to him, regarded as a peer, and asked for something more.
Ning Fan couldn't figure out what the old demon Fusang was thinking, so he avoided talking about the evil spirit and said with a smile, "Senior doesn't seem to be looking very well..."
Hearing Ning Fan's words, the old demon Fusang changed abruptly, and then showed a wry smile, "The Taoist friend has good eyesight. Presumably, the Taoist friend also sees that the old man's life is not long, so the old man will ask the Taoist friend for something."
"This matter, the younger generation can't help. Life and death are fate, don't force it!" Ning Fan shook his head.
"I asked for it, it's not about this..." The old demon Fusang didn't intend to ask Ning Fan for help in this matter, but when he heard Ning Fan's words, 'Life and death have fate', it was still a bit vicissitudes and sadness.
Qingdai looked confused, not knowing what kind of riddle the two were playing.
Tang Xiong knew what the two were talking about, but he didn't interrupt.
"Oh? I don't know what Senior Fusang has to ask for help from the juniors. If they can, the juniors can also help one or two."
Ning Fan was greatly surprised.
He could see that the old demon Fusang was already a dying person. The reason for dying is simply because the number of lifespans is exhausted, and the end is coming.
The bone age of the old fusang demon has exceeded 110,000 years, which has already exceeded the upper limit of bone age for a Void Shattering cultivator.
One hundred thousand years ago, the old demon Fusang was a cultivator.
After 100,000 years, his time limit has come, and he is still only the cultivation base of Shattering the Void, and he will never have the chance to become an immortal in this life.
Ning Fan originally thought that what the old demon Fusang was asking for was related to prolonging his life, so he claimed to be unable to help.
Obviously, all the treasures that can prolong life have been eaten by the old fusang demon, and the lifespan can no longer be delayed.
According to Ning Fan's estimation, in another ten years, the old fusang demon will surely die.
Since the old demon of Fusang doesn't ask for life extension, I don't know what else to ask for.
"Hey, what this old man is asking for is not a difficult thing for fellow Daoists, and there are many benefits to fellow Daoists... Tang Xiong, go to the treasure house and take out fellow Daoist Lu's quest rewards. "
The old demon Fusang said half of what he said, but asked Tang Xiong to fetch something, obviously to put him away and not let Tang Xiong hear what he said later.
Ning Fan understood and smiled at Qingdai, "Go back to the palace first, I'm here to talk about something with Senior Fusang."
Qingdai is not stupid, knowing that what the two are talking about must be of great importance, she nodded obediently, and returned to the ground palace alone.
Just before leaving, he secretly entered the secret voice transmission to Ning Fan, and told him, "Be careful, don't anger Senior Fusang..."
Qingdai was worried that Ning Fan was too arrogant, and that he would anger the old fusang demon and be hurt by the old fusang demon.
After all, when Ning Fan was fighting for the task before, he had the tone of a king and father, forbid anyone to take his task, which left a bad impression on Qingdai.
In Qingdai's impression, Ning Fan sometimes likes to cause trouble...
Ning Fan laughed and shook his head, he didn't expect Qingdai to care about him, afraid that he would be hurt by the old fusang demon.
To be honest, Ning Fan was not afraid of the old fusang demon when he first saw it, even if he was a cultivator of broken emptiness.
The old fusang demon has only ten years left to live. If he dares to do something to Ning Fan, Ning Fan only needs to use the technique of co-death and give up a hundred years of life, and he can deprive the old fusang of all the remaining lifespan, making Fusang The old demon stands here...
There is no problem with safety. What he is more concerned about is what the old demon Fusang wants to say next.
"I have something to ask for, I hope fellow Daoist will agree!" After the irrelevant person left, the old demon Fusang suddenly clasped his fists and solemnly pleaded with Ning Fan.
In his whole life, he was rampant, murdered like numbness, and never asked for help.
If it weren't for the rise and fall of the Fusang family, he would never bow his head to a junior...
"Senior, let's talk about asking for help first." Ning Fan didn't understand the ins and outs of the matter, so naturally he wouldn't accept the promise casually.
The old demon Fusang sighed deeply and smiled bitterly, "Do you think the old man can live for a few years?"
"Ten years at most."
"Yes, the life span of this old man is only ten years. After ten years, the old man will die. This is the number of days and cannot be forced... The old man is not afraid of death, but I am afraid that after the death of the old man, the Fusang family will gradually decline..."
"Senior is joking. Even if the senior is sitting, the Fusang family is still a big family in the tree world. Taoist Tang Xiong is the current patriarch of the Fusang family, and he is a dignified Taixu cultivator. How can a family with Taixu be in power?"
Ning Fan shook his head in disapproval. The reason why the Mingluo clan fell is because in the catastrophe ten thousand years ago, the clan's illusory refinement died.
The Fusang family has Taixu in charge. Even if the ancestor of the broken virtual dies, it is still a big family in the tree world. How can it decline
"Friend Daoist doesn't know... Fellow Daoist knows, what is the identity of this old man in the Dongshuhai Bamboo Palace?"
"I heard that the senior is the eight elders of the bamboo forest in the East Sea of Trees, and the eight elders of the bamboo hall." Ning Fan replied.
"That's right, this old man is the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace and is a subordinate of the Bamboo Emperor. The Bamboo Palace where this old man sits is called the Shazhu Palace. The old man's longevity is approaching. Fellow Daoist is the eighth elder of the Bamboo Palace, how do you feel about your friendship?"
"Senior is joking, the elders of the bamboo hall are all cultivators of broken voids, the junior He De He Neng can become one of the eight elders of the bamboo forest..."
Just as Ning Fan was about to shirk, he was interrupted by the old demon Fusang.
"I heard that fellow Daoist is buying the fruit of the tree, presumably to improve the cultivation of artistic conception, right?" The old demon Fusang suddenly changed the subject.
"Oh? Senior's news is very well-informed." Ning Fan was stunned, and immediately understood. Most of the things he bought in Yiyi City could not be hidden from the old demon Fusang.
"Dare to ask fellow Daoist Lu, your goal is to raise your artistic conception to a few grades! If the last seven grades are enough, the old man will not say much more. If the artistic conception pursued by fellow daoists is the second grade or even the first grade, you must consider it. The old man's suggestion!"
"The old man wants to recommend you as the Eighth Elder of the Bamboo Palace. If the Daoist friend can really pass the Bamboo Emperor test and become the Eighth Elder of the Bamboo Palace, then the Daoist friend will get a great benefit... Become the Eighth Elder of the Bamboo Palace, you can get many rewards, Including ten 'tree fruit'!"
"My East Sea of Trees is rich in tree god fruit. The tree god fruit has the medicinal effect of improving the artistic conception, but it can only improve the monk's artistic conception to the third grade. After the artistic conception level three, it is useless to take the tree god fruit. Only by eating the ancestral fruit of the tree can you improve your artistic conception cultivation base!"
"If fellow Daoist's artistic conception reaches the third rank, then after taking ten ancestral trees, he can directly make his artistic conception break through to the second rank!"
Ning Fan's expression was as deep as water, but his heart was moved.
Tree Ancestor Fruit... If he wants to break through the First Grade Rain Intent, this is definitely a must...
However, does he have to become the Eighth Elder of the Bamboo Palace in order to get the Tree Ancestor Fruit
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