Entering the ghost forest, the fifteenth day.
Ning Fan is holding a small mink, like a cold killer, traversing the second area, harvesting the lives of ghosts and hunting rosary beads.
I don't know why, holding the little mink, the ghosts in the fusion period panic and fear each and every one, and they can't exert 20 to 30% of their true strength at all.
Ning Fan was slightly puzzled, and he could only attribute this strange phenomenon to the identity of the little sable 'Huangquan Sable'.
In five days, he beheaded more than 300 spirit-melting ghosts, and cut off the sword to advance to a low-grade high-level magic weapon, while Ning Fan harvested 122 spirit-melting rosary beads.
He believed that if he completely refined these rosary beads, it would be easy for him to break through the middle stage of Jindan!
And the golden core sword energy that he just realized—the bones are like mountains. In the killing again and again, he gradually became skilled. With a single finger of the sword, the place under Ning Fan's feet will have a phantom of white bones spreading, which is extremely strange.
As for its sect contribution, it has reached a terrifying figure.
124954 points! Ranked the seventy-fourth in the ranking of the Ghost Bird Sect's Merit Monument!
For half a month, Ning Fan's contribution value has continued to shock the Ghost Sparrow Sect. In the Hall of Merit at this moment, countless masters are staring at the monument of merit, and none of them dare to come out.
"Look, Ning Fan's contribution has increased two '200' points in a row, and I want to kill two mid-level ghosts of the fusion spirit at the same time!"
"It's '1000' again, and I killed another Rongling Peak!"
"In half a month, I have received more than 120,000 contributions, and hunted down at least 300 spirit-melting ghosts... This Ning Fan, I am afraid that even if he is against a master of Jindan, he will not necessarily lose!"
For half a month, Ning Fan's reputation, not only in the ghost bird, but even under the propaganda of the masters of the outer sect, caused a lot of trouble in the whole country of Yue.
Many of the sect forces that peeped at the Ghost Sparrow Sect received news. From the Ghost Bird Sect, there was a sky-defying mid-spirit fusion master named Ning Fan. In half a month, he killed more than 300 spirit fusion ghosts!
This news is enough to make the masters of Rongling feel terrified, and enough to make the masters of the middle stage of Jindan also unsteady in their seats.
Even if he is a master in the middle stage of Jindan, he can't be easily killed in the face of so many Rongling. If you want to cut the spirit like cutting vegetables, you must at least have the cultivation base of the peak of Jindan...
The disciple of Han Yuanji in Qimei City and the grandson of Ningcheng Ning Heimo, these two halos gradually faded away. 'Melting Spirit Killer', this title was given to Ning Fan by some old Jindan monsters.
Some old monsters even asserted that this Ning Fan could be the first person under the Golden Core in the Yue Kingdom!
There was an endless stream of old monsters who came to the Ghost Bird Sect to watch the merit monument. Later, people below the Rongling stage were not eligible to enter the Ghost Bird Sect Merit Hall, because there were too many people inside and it was too crowded.
Yan Chaiyun's eyes were already extremely complicated. According to the speed of Ning Fan's contribution, after a month, he will exceed 200,000 contributions, surpassing himself.
The merits that he had accumulated for more than ten years were not comparable to Ning Fan's hard work in January, which made Yan Chaiyun unacceptable, and his fear of Ning Fan was faintly deeper.
"I was in Qimei City that day, and I left in time without offending this person to death. It was really the wisest thing I, Yan Chaiyun, did in my life."
And the masters of the fusion spirit, looking at Ning Fan's soaring merit, all showed a chilling look.
The old monster Rongling is already considered a master in Yue Kingdom, but in front of Ning Fan this young man, is he so vulnerable
Those with the most complicated eyes were Bai Feiteng and Bai Bi, their father and son. Old guy, can't get along with the old devil. The little guy doesn't look right to Ning Fan. It's a pity that the old man can't beat the old demon, and the young man can't beat Ning Fan. This is a sure thing.
But now, the most difficult thing for Bai Feiteng to accept is that in his own heart, he has a trace of jealousy towards Ning Fan.
The old monsters in the middle stage of Jindan are afraid of the juniors in the middle stage of Rongling. This kind of thing is too abnormal. And the arrogant Bai Feiteng is even more difficult to accept this kind of thing.
And in the Hall of Merit, the one who was most pleased with Ning Fan's fame was probably that Miss Lanmei.
Although she can't laugh, her eyes have never left the monument of merit. Every time the monument of merit flashed, she knew that Ning Fan was still safe and sound.
Originally, she was worried that Ning Fan's entry into the second area was an act of death, but now it seems that this worry is unnecessary.
And in the Hall of Merit, there are people from the extremely yin sect - the old monster of Jimo!
His eyes flashed, and there was shock and coldness in his old eyes.
"I didn't expect this Ning Fan to have such strength. Could it be that the loss of the ancestor's cauldron was caused by him? If this is the case, I am afraid that Ning Hei Mo of Ningcheng has already hated me so much... This matter, It needs to be reported to the ancestors!"
...
With the rise of fame, it is more appropriate to describe Ning Fan. But if Ning Fan knew that he had gained the reputation of 'Spirit Melting Killer', he would be ashamed.
After all, he is a late-stage Rongling cultivation base, and he has the Zhanlijian with the soul-burning supernatural ability, and also has a mysterious little mink, which deter ghosts and prevent ghosts from exerting their strength.
Under the deterrence of Xiao Yan, even the ghosts at the peak of Rongling can only use the strength of the middle stage of Rongling, and it is easy to kill them.
Killing more than 300 Ronglings sounds appalling, but in practice, it's not that difficult.
His robe was tattered and stained with blood, making Ning Fan look like a beggar.
After five days of slaughter, he ate all the elixir to restore mana, but he was cautious and stopped chasing ghosts.
Returning to the stream formation, taking a bath in the stream, Yueling clumsily set up a fire, grilled the angelfish, and waited for Ning Fan to return.
As for her sister Bing Ling, she had also woken up. After hearing about the process of Ning Fan saving her, her gaze on Ning Fan was still cold, but with a hint of complexity.
"Sister, where should we go in the future..." Yueling asked the original question again, but the mentality was completely different.
"I don't know..." And Bing Ling was a little confused and couldn't give an answer.
Back in the formation, Ning Fan ignored the dissatisfaction of the little sable, hugged the sable, and just took a mandarin duck bath.
"Kittens and puppies, they always hate bathing." Ning Fan laughed as he looked at the little mink struggling in his arms. He didn't know that the reason why Xiao Miner struggled was not that he hated taking a bath, but that he did not want to get along with a naked man.
"My mother will never spare you!" Xiao Miner tweeted helplessly, and no one could understand her threat.
Wash and put on new clothes. The three of them were sitting around the fire and eating grilled fish. Except for Ning Fan, who had nothing else to do, the two daughters and one sable had extremely complicated expressions.
"When will you return to the Ding Furnace Ring?" Ning Fan asked lightly.
"You don't want to see the two of my sisters..." Bing Ling gritted her teeth. If she was the previous one, she would not want to stay with Ning Fan for a moment, but at this moment, she has some strange feelings of reluctance.
"No, but I decided to enter the third area after the retreat, where there will be golden elixir ghosts. At that time, I am afraid that I will be unable to protect myself, and I will not be able to take care of you. You will get in the way... "
"You don't need to explain, you are the master, we will listen to whatever you say."
Bing Ling said so, but her heart warmed. Ning Fan didn't hate her two, but cared about...
It's just that this Ning Fan doesn't seem to be very good at coaxing women. He only cares if he cares.
In the bonfire, Ning Fan's plain smile was imprinted in Bing Ling's eyes, which was indelible.
Is he the enemy or the master...
...
The two daughters returned to Ding Furnace and lived with 15 female cultivators. Ning Fan hesitated to deal with the two daughters.
Picking up, has been ruthless. But letting go of the second daughter will not do so for the time being. He still doesn't want to expose the matter of catching the girls, and for the time being, he doesn't want to completely tear his face with the extremely yinmen. Although he also knew that this matter could not be concealed for too long after all.
"If I have the strength of Jindan, perhaps, I will not be afraid of the extreme yin..."
He embraced the ferret, sat cross-legged, slashed the ground with a sword, drew out fire from the ground, and started alchemy.
Blindly, the spirit medicine was thrown into the broken pill cauldron by Ning Fan. This time, he decided to refine 200 soul nourishing pills at the same time.
The spiritual sense in the early stage of Jindan greatly improved Ning Fan's alchemy skills. He believed that he could refine 200 second-turn elixirs at the same time.
Even if it is the fourth-turn pill 'Hua Ying Pill', Ning Fan is confident that two pills are refined at the same time, and the pill rate is extremely high!
Burning text
His skillful alchemy technique fell into the eyes of the little mink in his arms, slowly turning into a shock.
Within five days, Ning Fan slashed 300 spirit-melting ghosts in a row, and the image of invincible at the same level has been imprinted in Xiao Diao's heart, but Xiao Diao never imagined that Ning Fan was so young and his alchemy skills had reached the level of 4th Rank.
And this kid Ning Fan seems to have a lot of elixir, the bulging storage bag, and even the medicinal fragrance of countless thousand years of elixir.
Xiao Mink subconsciously licked his tongue, his eyes burning hot.
"If I swallow his elixir, lift the seal, and restore my cultivation, it will not be difficult!"
While Ning Fan was concocting pills, she got out of Ning Fan's arms and quietly crawled to the storage bag, but Ning Fan lifted her neck and brought her back.
"Xiao Hei, don't make trouble. If you make trouble again, I'll plant a 'chanting ban' for you." Ning Fan frowned slightly.
"What, if you dare to plant a chant ban on the old lady, the old lady, the old lady... I'm afraid..."
Xiao Diao wanted to say something cruel, but her whole body began to tremble. She couldn't imagine how tragic it would be if Ning Fan planted her a mind-bending master, and she couldn't help herself.
She stuck out her tongue obediently, endured nausea, and gently licked the back of Ning Fan's hand, like many monster pets, to please Ning Fan.
And Ning Fan showed a soft smile when he saw that Xiao Diao was obedient a lot.
"This is good. When my spiritual sense breaks through the middle stage of the golden core, I will take you in. The third area will meet those golden core ghosts!"
And hearing Ning Fan's words, Xiao Yan's expression was about to burst into tears.
"Don't! The old lady is only in the early stage of her cultivation. If she enters the third field, she will be chopped into minced meat by the Bone Emperor's men! Don't go!"
The dignified Mei Ji, who has broken the virtual cultivation base, was so anxious that she was about to cry.
And the wisps of Danxiang came out from the broken Dan Ding, and the day of becoming Dan is not far away!
...
Three days later, in the great formation of 'Xishan Travel', a tyrannical spirit swept across the 200-li woodland, and all the ghosts swept away by the spirits showed fear.
Gold Medal mid-term!
With the spiritual sense in the middle stage of Jindan, Ning Fan reached the strength of the spiritual sense for the first time, and saw a clue of the black jade.
"This is... "The Fragment of the Emperor Soul"?!" He showed a look of shock.
"Emperor Soul Fragment", in ancient times, one of the ancient inheritances of the Four Heavens Immortal Realm - 'Emperor Heaven'? !